Xiaopujie [entertainment circle]

There is only one bed.

Xiao Lu thought to herself: What about the pure love that was promised?

She remembered clearly that as long as she and Xu Qiang were lying on the same bed, there would be no pure love in the storyline.

Xu Qiang looked up at the time and said, "Can we eat?"

Xiao Lu was speechless for a while, so she could only reply: "It's fine."

Xu Qiang cheerfully went to set the dishes, and sat upright at the dining table, waiting for Xiao Lu to bring the beef stew with potatoes and ham croissants with Zhixin to the table.

Even if the country is changed, Xiao Lu still cooks very well.Those seasonings that Xu Qiang didn't know were combined by her to create a harmonious taste, and mixed with the beef with excellent texture, it had a special flavor.

Xu Qiang praised her: "I really want you to stay here forever."

Xiao Lu said: "You want to go to class, I don't want to go to class?"

There was a bit of gunpowder in her words, Xu Qiang rubbed his nose, wondering how he had offended this little ancestor again.

Xiao Lu said, "I'm about to start school."

Xu Qiang said, "That's right, I forgot...you don't look like a student at all."

She meant that Xiao Lu was bored in his room writing novels all day, or ran to the magazine office, and the signing party was held decently. How could he be a student of an art school?

Xu Qiang became interested and asked, "What do you study?"

Xiao Lu looked at her blankly, and replied, "Sculpture."

She asked about suicide all over her face, so Xu Qiang naturally didn't dare to do it again.However, Xu Qiang couldn't understand why Xiao Lu was still an oil painting genius when she was admitted, how did she get into the sculpture department?

Xiao Lu didn't intend to explain to her, she didn't want Xu Qiang to know about her devious thoughts.

Xu Qiang asked, "Where do you live after school starts?"

Xu Qiang made no secret of the hope in her words.

Xiao Lu said: "I'm staying at your house...what? Do you want to drive me away?"

She was joking, Xiao Lu unconsciously gained confidence, knowing that Xu Qiang would never let her go.

Xu Qiang's words, don't leave, are really wonderful.Xiao Lu felt that from this sentence, she could imagine eternity.

Sure enough, Xu Qiang said, "How come?"

After a pause, Xu Qiang said in a sweet voice, "I wish you would never leave."

Xiao Lu immediately shattered her fantasy: "There will be a show next semester."

Xu Qiang said, "Ah...then how much class do you usually have?"

Xiao Lu recalled her full schedule, and said, "There are many, many, and there is absolutely no time to hang around with you."

Xu Qiang said, "I don't want you to wander around..."

Xiao Lu said, "You want me to accompany you."

She raised her chin and pointed to the apartment, which was very obvious.

Xu Qiang couldn't say no to her, so she simply looked at her with winking eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't you want to accompany me? I think you are enjoying it."

Her voice seemed to be laced with honey, it was countless times sweeter than usual, but it had a condescending meaning.

Xiao Lu felt that her shoulders were weakening all the way, so she hurriedly found an excuse and fled from the dining table.

Xu Qiang looked at her back and felt the joy of teasing the little white rabbit for a long time.

No matter how entangled Xiao Lu is, the night will still fall as usual.

Xu Qiang's apartment adheres to the Mensao design concept. The glass door of the bathroom is made of frosted material. Through the dim light, Xiao Lu can see Xu Qiang's vague figure.

That figure was simply too enchanting.

Xiao Lu sat cross-legged on the only bed in the room, trying to play a piece of Buddhist scriptures for herself.

She felt that everything that happened today foreshadowed a plot.

Xiao Lu has no experience, but she has read enough idle books. In those messy stories, a lot of romance comes from a certain lingering love.

Look at the present, a comfortable bed, dim warm yellow lights, white plush carpet, and the foggy frosted glass, reflecting the figure of her sweetheart.

Through a layer of glass, Xu Qiang's shadow is particularly alluring.

Xiao Lu's throat felt dry, and he felt a fire burning in his heart.

She stepped barefoot on the carpet and went to the refrigerator to pour herself milk.

Xiao Lu felt that this action was trying to cover up.

Unfortunately, Xu Qiang just finished her shower, and walked out without picking the time.

She was only wearing a long shirt with three buttons buttoned, her honey-coloured collarbone looming at the neckline, a bath towel draped over her shoulders, and her wet hair was still wet.

Seeing her drinking milk, Xu Qiang asked in surprise, "Have you suffered from insomnia recently?"

Xiao Lu almost choked on herself, she said, "I've been having insomnia."

He showed Xu Qiang the small pill in his hand, and Xiao Lu sincerely proved that he was just drinking milk.

Xu Qiang still remembered Xiao Lu's anxiety disorder. She looked at Xiao Lu tenderly and said, "You can sleep more tomorrow."

Sleep more?So is it time to stay up all night?

After Xiao Lu drank the milk, he walked into the room dawdly.

Xu Qiang was leaning on the bedside reading a book, a thick hardcover book with yellowed pages, eyes on the tip of her nose, long hair hanging down her shoulders, she looked a bit innocent.

From the first moment Xiao Lu knew Xu Qiang, she was used to her bright and charming, charming, even overbearing and unreasonable.

I have never seen Xu Qiang sitting quietly, her face shrouded in lights, embellished with a kind of beauty that is not flashy.

Xu Qiang said, "The eyes are not very good."

She adjusted her glasses, looking a little embarrassed.

Xiao Lu nodded, lying beside her, with her back to Xu Qiang, the soft pillow pressed against her cheek.

Xu Qiang said, "Are you going to sleep? Then I will turn off the lights."

Xiao Lu didn't deny it, Xu Qiang turned off the light, and only the candlelight of sleeping aromatherapy remained in the room.

Sleeping under the same quilt, it is inevitable that there will be physical contact. Xu Qiang's calf touched Xiao Lu's knee, and Xiao Lu became tense and stiff for a moment.

How could she be so naive?This is Xu Qiang?With Xiao Lu's back facing her, countless ambiguous images flashed in his mind.

But what Xiao Lu imagined didn't happen, and Xu Qiang didn't take the next step.

I only heard Xu Qiang's low voice saying, "Sorry, I ran into you."

All Xiao Lu's imagination was shattered by these words, she turned around and looked at Xu Qiang.

Of course Xu Qiang could see the burning flames in her eyes, Xu Qiang knew what Xiao Lu was thinking, those misunderstandings about herself, and the courage to break the boat.Xu Qiang knew better than her.

She hesitated for a second.

Looking into Xiao Lu's eyes, Xu Qiang said:

"Can I hold you?"

Xiao Lu was stunned, she put Xu Qiang's hand on her waist, not believing that Xu Qiang really just wanted to hug her.

Xu Qiang agreed, moved closer to Xiao Lu, and patted her on the back lightly.

Xiao Lu closed her eyes, her heart beating still raging.

Xu Qiang patted her on the back and suddenly sighed.

Xu Qiang said, "I won't do anything, don't worry."

Xiao Lu opened his eyes and looked at her inexplicably.

Xu Qiang said, "I'm really not the kind of person you think."

She said it rather helplessly.Every time Xu Qiang couldn't restrain herself and had any unusual relationship with Xiao Lu, she would regret it very much.

She didn't know what Xiao Lu would think of her and all this.

But Xu Qiang knew that this kind of thing would never happen again.

She looked at Xiao Lu, and Xiao Lu blinked, as if she didn't know what she was talking about.

After a while, Xiao Lu replied softly: "I don't think of you as that kind of person."

The author has something to say: Bathing the cat, my hand was scratched _(:з」∠)_ It hurts to see blood, and I can’t type on the keyboard, so the recent chapters are relatively short.