If you can't die, you count me as loser!

"How much is Eddie on your Weibo?" Chu Pinglan curled up on the sofa and scrolled through Weibo, watching the fans' pleasing comments, wearing a vest from time to time, feeling that Gu Qinghan came out of the room dragging his suitcase, and asked road.

It is estimated that he went home to get his clothes, and now he is wearing his own hoodie, which makes him look more tender.

"No." Gu Qinghan blurted out his refusal, stunned for a moment, in fact, he was not without it, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the suitcase at Chu Pinglan's feet, thinking that Chu Pinglan had finally packed his things and looked to be leaving, Say nothing more.

Ever since Zhenluan met Chu Pinglan and stuck to him to go home, and occupied his home with his daily necessities, he changed his tactics towards Chu Pinglan.Anyway, when he was on a mission on weekdays, most of the people were not at home, so he simply let the little ghost rely on him. With Chu Pinglan's character and his self-knowledge, he would get tired of it soon.

Now it's finally time to get bored, as expected, I still don't need to contact.

Gu Qinghan put his suitcase aside, opened the refrigerator door, and planned to look through the breakfast that was put in yesterday.

"I threw away that can." Chu Pinglan's voice came, accompanied by the sound of his long fingers slapping the keyboard man angrily, "I bought you buns from the Cande Breakfast Shop."