I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The dinner was pre-booked by Luo in advance, and it came from a well-known nearby restaurant, which has always been a representative of good taste and excellent quality.Many diners from other places will come here especially, and it is usually not easy to make a reservation in advance, and I don't know how Luo manages to make a reservation on the same day.

The time for the dishes to be delivered is also chosen just right, and both the taste and texture are in a very good state.

But even so, Xiao Lan still thinks that the most delicious thing is the simple-looking biscuit on the table.

It had been a long time since he had a birthday with company.

Since his mother passed away, he has been living alone. Even on his birthday, he still has to work hard, study, and avoid loan sharks. There is no time to celebrate.

Besides, what did he bring to celebrate, instant noodles, leftovers, or endless lunch boxes?

Apart from visiting her mother's grave on her birthday, Xiao Lan has almost given up the habit of celebrating her birthday.

A birthday is just a day full of busyness, loneliness and exhaustion, just like any other day of the year.

This kind of feeling that someone specially celebrates his birthday, arranges everything, and carefully makes the most unforgettable taste in memory is so warm as if it was a dream.

After dinner, Luo cleared the table and turned off the lights at home.

Then, he opened the cake made for Xiao Lan and lit the candles.

In the warm light of the candle, Luo carried the cake and walked towards Xiao Lan.

He put the cake on the table in front of Xiao Lan, smiled and said, "Happy birthday, sir."

The light of the candle outlines his silhouette, and at this moment it seems as if there are only two of them left in the world.

Luo's voice was soft, and he said to Xiao Lan: "Make a wish, maybe after being heard by the passing gods, the wish will come true."

Xiao Lan laughed.

Although he didn't believe in the existence of gods in the world, he still closed his eyes and thought about his wish silently in his heart.

What's good about making a wish?

Hope to survive in the world of Advent?

Hope to clear up all the doubts about what happened to you?

No, he would do these things even if he didn't make a wish.

So……

Xiao Lan thought of the person standing beside her.

The frail black shadow when we first met, the square-headed black cat, the elegant human figure, and the easy-going but powerful look in my memory.

His help to himself, and the disaster that tore him apart and imprisoned him, the cause of which is still unclear.

Xiao Lan made a decision——

If there is really a god in the world who can fulfill people's wishes, I hope that Luo can live safely and smoothly in the future, with less pain and suffering.

At this moment, he suddenly understood his mother's wish. It turns out that keeping a person safe and happy is already an extremely extravagant thing.

Sometimes, it may be impossible to achieve it after exhausting a lifetime of effort.

After making her wish, Xiao Lan opened her eyes.

He looked at Luo under the candlelight, looked at his still beautiful silhouette under the candlelight, and then blew out the candle.

The moonlight outside the window penetrated into the room along with the dim light of the street lamps, making everything look hazy.

Luo's deep voice sounded: "Why are you looking at me, did you make any wish related to me?"

Xiao Lan said: "Yes, I made a wish to the god, hoping that he can save your soul painting skills."

"I didn't expect the gods to say it was too difficult, so let me change to a more reliable wish."

"I didn't want to, so he left."

Luo's tone was filled with a smile: "Perhaps the gods also appreciate my art."

Xiao Lan couldn't help but smile: "It seems that I blamed him wrongly."

Xiao Lan didn't say what she wanted, and Luo tacitly didn't ask further.

Both of them were smiling, and they didn't mind the nonsense of this conversation at all.

Luo didn't turn on the light, he leaned slightly under the moonlight, and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Lan: "Can you extend your hand?"

Xiao Lan stretched out her left hand with some doubts.

Luo held Xiao Lan's wrist with one hand, and took out a black bracelet with the other hand.

It was a men's bracelet that seemed to have no extra decorations. The shape was very simple, the whole was pitch black, and no light was reflected. It reminded Xiao Lan of the black shadow of Luo's incarnation.

Luo put the bracelet on Xiao Lan's hand: "If there is a crisis and I can't come, I just need to tear off this bracelet, and I can briefly summon my shadow to help."

"As a birthday present, I hope you will like it." He paused: "I also hope that it will never be used."

Xiao Lan withdrew her hand and lightly stroked the ordinary-looking bracelet on her wrist.

If it had been an expensive gift, he might not have accepted it, but it was more precious than anything money could buy.

Moreover, this kind of intention is also irresistible.

Xiao Lan accepted the gift: "Thank you, this is the best birthday present."

Luo: "As long as you like it."

Luo maintained a slightly bent posture and looked at Xiao Lan.

The cold moonlight shone on his body, outlining his brows and eyes, making his already perfect outline look a little strange.

It seemed out of tune with the cool night.

The two just looked at each other.

However, Xiao Lan found that Luo was getting closer and closer to him, so close that he could see the other's fine eyelashes clearly.

At the same time, he could also hear his heart beating faster and faster, one beat, one beat, another beat... as if he was about to break free from the shackles of his chest.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but put her gaze on Luo Na's always smiling lips.

Under the moonlight, the lip color looked a bit cold, but it did not prevent those who looked at it from imagining its softness and temperature.

Seems like a good fit for...

Looking at it, as if being lured by an unknown person, Xiao Lan stretched out his arms to wrap around Luo's neck, and suddenly shortened the distance between the two, speeding up the impending kiss.

Nothing was on his mind at that moment.

As if by instinct, the body acted before the mind.

To put it simply - the color makes the mind faint.

When Xiao Lan's consciousness returned, he was touching Luo's lips, and the touch of those lips was as soft and hot as imagined, entangled with him with gentle strength.

Obviously, he and Luo are... kissing at this moment.

Xiao Lan's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't even think about whether to push the other party away.

Time seemed to have stopped, and Xiao Lan didn't know how long it had passed.

Until Luo's voice rang in his ears: "Sir..."

The voice was low, a little hoarse, and there was a satisfied smile.

Only then did Xiao Lan's brain start to function again, but her thinking was still not very coherent.

Fuck!What did he do...

This is this...

Holy shit!Holy shit! !Holy shit! ! !

Xiao Lan felt that what was placed on her neck was not a head, but a hot water pot that had just been boiled, and now it was boiling, and hot steam was coming out.

His face suddenly turned red.

Xiao Lan leaped to the side, using the fastest evasion speed she had trained recently to get away from Luo's eyes.

Then, without stopping, he sprinted back to his room, as if there was a monster chasing after him.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lan got into the room, locked the door directly, and buried her head under the pillow, looking like a frightened ostrich.

At this moment, Xiao Lan's mind was in confusion.

The mother and fetus have been single for so many years, could it be that there is something wrong with him at last?

Entered the stage where everyone looks beautiful?

No, no, Luo is not at the level of delicate features, his lethality is much greater...

Nonsence!Is this the point of the question? !

All kinds of messy thoughts appeared in Xiao Lan's mind one after another, successfully turning his unrecovered thoughts into a mess.

Xiao Lan lay motionless on the bed, as if a salted fish that had just been placed was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

I really want to give up thinking...

the other side.

Luo witnessed Xiao Lan disappearing before his eyes with an extreme speed that he had never seen before.

He reached out and touched the corner of his mouth lightly.

Unexpectedly, he was preempted by his shy master...

In the silence of the room, Luo smiled softly: "However, this is not bad."

This shows that in the eyes of the husband, he is already an object for more intimate behavior, doesn't it?

It is no longer the same level as Tie Hanhan, Shirley and the like.

"It doesn't matter if you run away now."

"Because, sir, you have entered into my net."

"There is no escape."

Luo caressed the back of the chair that Xiao Lan sat on just now, there was still a bit of Xiao Lan's temperature on it, with the same warmth as its owner, but not too warm.

Standing quietly, the man in black raised his lips.

-

I don't know how long it took.

"Huh..." Xiao Lan, who was still in the shape of an ostrich, stretched out her head to take a breath.

The result of keeping his head in the pillow and thinking about it all the time, is that he now feels that he is about to touch the gate of heaven.

Facts have proved that even advanced players with a physique different from ordinary people will still be in danger of suffocation if covered with a pillow for a long time.

Although I haven't figured out why I did such a thing out of my mind today, at least now, Xiao Lan's mood is calmer.

His brain also slowly regained the ability to think.

But...he still hasn't figured out how to face Luo.

At this moment, as if Xiao Lan was not given time to think, there was a knock on his bedroom door.

At this time, there will be a knock on the door. In fact, the only candidate is...

Xiao Lan's slightly relieved heart lifted up again.

"Sir, I haven't eaten the cake yet, do you need me to bring it over?" Luo's voice sounded outside the door.

His tone sounded the same as usual, and he couldn't tell what he thought about the previous incident.

Xiao Lan's thoughts that had just calmed down started rolling again, and were about to go into overdrive again: "No...I...I can't eat for the time being, let's have breakfast tomorrow."

"How can I let you eat overnight food? That's not good for your health." Luo's tone was still calm.

But from an angle that Xiao Lan couldn't see, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously in a good mood.

"No, it's okay... just one night, it's okay." Xiao Lan tried hard to prevent the other party from entering the door, her brow was almost sweating.

After a moment of silence.

Luo's voice sounded again: "Okay, I will prepare one for you for breakfast tomorrow."

Xiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you..."

Listening to the sound of Luo's footsteps gradually receding, Xiao Lan threw away the pillow that had been clutched in her hand for a long time.

He spread out on the bed again, staring straight at the ceiling, his mind was empty, feeling like he was useless.

What should we do tomorrow?