What if there are no inhibitors?

"Ah...it's okay..." Song Zhiwei played with the curtain tassels in his hands, and unconsciously glanced out.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Fengxia was apologizing. Although her voice was softer, but because she was used to being forceful, it sounded awkward to apologize suddenly.

But it was because of this awkward and flattering tone that instantly made people feel uneasy.

The other side of the phone said: "This matter is my mother's fault. Mom should not misunderstand you indiscriminately. Your classmate is right. As a parent, you should let your children believe in themselves, instead of using 'paternal rights' and 'maternal rights' suppress."

If Han Lu hadn't said that Du Xu's matter had been dealt with, she would have gone to the school to find out the situation in person.

She asked again, "Are you going home later?"

It's an obvious gesture.

Song Zhiwei didn't want to go back, staying at Han Lu's house was more comfortable than his. He was silent for a while: "I want to play for a while, and I don't want to go home tonight."

He just found out that Han Lu's parents are not at home tonight, so they can play games and eat snacks together at other times.Should be very fun.

Liu Fengxia frowned. She felt that Song Zhiwei was still angry, but she couldn't care too much at this time, so she could only say against her will: "Okay, you can do whatever you want, mom respects you."

After Song Zhiwei hung up the phone, he was in a surprisingly good mood.

Han Lu was packing up the takeaway boxes of the dry pot. He threw the garbage into the kitchen trash can and was walking out.

Song Zhiwei said with a smile: "My mother just called me, and she actually apologized to me."

Seeing Han Lu not surprised, he suddenly thought of something: "You found her, right? She said that a classmate talked to her."

"En." Han Lu hummed casually, without any intention of claiming credit.

"That's right." Song Zhiwei said, "I told my mother that I will sleep with you tonight."

Han Lu was stunned for a moment, but did not answer immediately.

Song Zhiwei suddenly panicked.He thought that his relationship with Han Lu had already been settled, and he thought that Han Lu would not refuse.

Could it be that Han Lu is the kind of person who looks good on the surface, but is actually very cold and heartless?Or maybe he just doesn't like keeping people to stay.

It's over, won't he be very rash when he said that, it's very impolite.

Should I ask first, can I live in your house?

Not that I already told my mom that I want to sleep with you.

He stammered and explained: "Because I had a good chat with you today, so...but actually!"

It does not matter…

"Okay." Han Lu interrupted him: "Have a night together?"

Listening to Han Lu's tone, he was quite enthusiastic, as if he had misread the blankness just now.

Song Zhiwei did not doubt that he was there: "Okay."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Han Lu found another laptop for Song Zhiwei and put it next to his desktop computer.

Only then did he realize that Song Zhiwei didn't have an account and wouldn't know how to play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

Originally, he wanted to forget it, but Song Zhiwei was eager to try it, and Han Lu was happy to teach him.

In order to lead people, he played the trumpet by himself and played the small trumpet for Song Zhiwei.

The names of these two numbers are Guhe Yuanshang and Yuanshang Guhe.

He was originally named Fei, and when he named his trumpet, it was directly reversed.

Except for the first few hands that fell into boxes, Song Zhiwei gradually knew how to play.

This time they went further. Han Yu shot and killed 15 heads in the first 7 minutes, establishing his status as a head harvester.

And Song Zhiwei positioned himself as a humanoid first aid kit.Picked up 6 first aid kits along the way.

Han Lu saw someone approaching the house of teammate No. 2 in his field of vision, and turned on the microphone to remind him: "Two people on No. 2 went to your side."

"Wow. My little brother has a nice voice." No. 2 who opened the microphone was a girl with a soft voice.

"Don't tease others, my little brother brought his girlfriend with him." No. 3 was the voice of Yujie.

"Hey, okay." Lori said in a disappointed tone.

Song Zhiwei belatedly realized that the "girlfriend" they were talking about was himself, but he missed the time to explain immediately.

It wasn't a big problem, so he didn't speak.

After a few violent sounds from the wooden warehouse, Loliyin spoke again: "Help me, No. 3, one of them has only blood left. I just won two."

The man with only blood skin did not have Chen Sheng chase down No. 2 who fell to the ground, but packed a medicine bag on the spot.

At this point, both enemies are rich in blood.

"Here we come." Number 3 was nearby, and she headshot one of them after wandering through the camera.

The remaining person learned her location and immediately confronted her with firepower.

The blood bars of the two dropped rapidly.

Song Zhiwei rushed to the rescue in time.

Kill the remaining one.

The bloody Yu Jieyin found a safe place to make a medicine bag.

No. 2 was crying falsely, "I don't have any medicine kits, not even one."

Song Zhiwei found the position of No. 2, and turned on the microphone: "I have more, I'll give you two."

No. 2's loli voice was even more excited than just hearing Han Lu's voice: "Wow, is No. 4 also a little brother?"

Song Zhiwei subconsciously felt that what she asked was very strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

He put down two medicine bags and left.

Unexpectedly, No. 2 was talking to him the whole time in the second half.

"Where are you from?"

"how old are you?"

Song Zhiwei found that No. 2 was very good at telling jokes, and his laughter was also very magical, and he became familiar with it in a short while.

Number 2 then asked: "How many times have you played this game?"

She could see that Song Zhiwei didn't play well, and compared with the No. 1 master, it was like jumping off a cliff.

"the first time."

"Oh~ that's still a good shot."

"Yeah." Song Zhiwei added, "He's taking me."

"Oh~" No. 2's loli voice booed inexplicably, and even No. 3 didn't come out to stop it.

When Han Lu turned off his own microphone and reminded Song Zhiwei to avoid the enemy, his clear and clean voice came out from Song Zhiwei's microphone.

"There are people in the direction of ne45."

"Do you live together?" Even Song Zhiwei could hear the gossip in the tone.

The normal situation should not be to ask "Are you staying together?" How can it be "Are you living together?"

"No." Song Zhiwei said, "I'm at his house."

There is no need to explain this "he". Everyone knows who it is by tacit understanding.

Number 2: "Then how did you know each other..."

Balabala said a lot, but Han Lu didn't say anything.

No. 2 raised an eyebrow at the live broadcast camera, and said with a sly eyebrow: "No. 1 feels so cold."

Because he looks very good.So it's not annoying, but a bit weird.

"No, he's not cold, he just doesn't talk much."

In fact, he also talked a lot.I talked a lot with myself this afternoon.

Song Zhiwei finally knew why Jian Chao liked to pretend.

Although it was just a stranger whom he had never met face to face, and there was no possibility of socializing after this time, Song Zhiwei still couldn't help saying: "He is very good."

"Wow." At this time, the No. 2 loli voice of the dead game character made Xizi holding her heart, turned off the game's microphone, and said to the live broadcast microphone: "It's so sweet!"

This time, because of Han Lu's prowess, the two girls also played well.

So eat chicken.

When Song Zhiwei and Han Lu withdrew from the game.

I didn't know that their No. 2 and No. 3 teammates were actually Lianmai live broadcasts.

Now they are all on the screen, full of barrage:

The host understands too well! !

Ah ah ah! !

It must be true!

too sweet.

Ahhh, the sound is so nice, I am dead.

Hee hee, the attack is clear.