Who calls this thing a god?

Today is cloudy.

It's probably going to snow recently, and the weather is extraordinarily cold.

With his left hand in his pocket, Qi You held the "warm baby" Lu Chan gave him, while his right hand was holding his mobile phone and playing mobile games.

In the morning, Lu Chan helped him change his WeChat name and changed his avatar under his extremely vile threats before adding the old director's WeChat.

However, after adding friends, the two of them didn't fart.

Leaving aside Qiyou's temperament that feels tired even after taking a breath, even Shen Xuan, who loves to chatter, didn't say anything.

Lu Chan expressed disbelief at this, and then he was relieved.

Maybe bastards have to shrink their heads when they encounter the God of Plague.

When Lu Chan was about to close the window, a little sparrow flew in. It seemed to be freezing, and the speed of flapping its wings became slower and slower, but it still insisted on waving its wings around Lu Chan a few times. .

Lu Chan calmly stretched out a hand to hold it, and the little sparrow seemed very pleasantly surprised, rubbed his thumb with the fluff on its head affectionately, and chirped.

Qi You, who was playing a game, turned his head when he heard the voice, and glanced at the little sparrow indifferently, meeting his gaze, the little thing trembled unconsciously in the hands of the king of birds.

Qiyou: "An extra meal at noon?"

Little Sparrow: "..." She trembled even more.

Lu Chan pressed the little sparrow: "...No."

Qiyou: "That's right."

He looked at the little dusty thing again as if he had some regrets: "It's too small."

Relying on the protection of the king of birds, the little sparrow yelled: "Chirp chirp! Chirp chirp!" While cursing, he hid behind Lu Chan's finger.

Qiyou: "But it tastes better when baked."

Like a deflated balloon, the little sparrow let out an aggrieved cry: "Jee."

Lu Chan comforted and rubbed the little sparrow's head. It turned around and pointed its butt at Qiyou, and then chirped at Lu Chan. It was clear and crisp, like singing.

I don't know what it said, but Lu Chan was stunned for a moment, and then touched the little sparrow's tail feathers.

Little Sparrow: "Chiji~"

Qiyou looked at Lu Chan curiously: "Can you understand what it said?"

Lu Chan hummed, and said bluntly, "I am a demon."

Qiyou: "Chicken essence?"

Little Sparrow: "..."

Lu Chan: "..."

The king of birds immediately turned green with joy.

If Jiang Fusheng saw the face of the Living Hades, he probably would have dug his own grave to get the whole body.

But who is Qiyou?Peerless God of Plague.

The meeting of these two mourners is definitely a comet hitting the earth level. Fighting poison with poison, your brothers should digest well internally, so as not to harm all living beings.

Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful.

The basketball bounced high on the court and fell down with a thud. The half-grown boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and casually put his school uniform jacket on his shoulders.

"Qianzi," a boy wearing glasses tapped Xiang Yaoqian's shoulder with a mineral water bottle, "I heard that you have been getting very close to Sister Chicken recently."

The nicknames that I used to hear in the past are so harsh now.

Just as Xiang Yaoqian wanted to say something about your mother, he was interrupted by another person, "Who said no, last time I helped Sister Chicken to speak haha."

This is the red hair that Xia Xixi slapped last time, he naturally hugged Xiang Yaoqian's shoulder from behind, and the place he touched was like a centipede crawling over, it was so painful and itchy.

Xiang Yaoqian frowned, and said displeasedly: "Xia Xixi is not what you think."

This sentence was like a burnt iron ball smashed into a shallow puddle of water, and exploded cracklingly.

"Oh, isn't it... You don't really like Sister Chicken like they said, do you?"

"Didn't you like Su Yun before? The difference between the two of them is too far..."

"Wow, is that true? You probably put someone to sleep, hahaha..."

"It must be. Qianzi really took care of the money and the heart. I heard that Sister Chicken has taken a lot of customers. Don't you feel relieved?"

The justice that Xiang Yaoqian wants to defend is stupid and freak in their eyes.

They couldn't listen to what Xiang Yaoqian said at all, they took it for granted that what they said was the truth!

A person's rhetoric?What is that?Is it comparable to the identification of a group of people?

At this time, he suddenly thought of Xia Xixi's face full of determination and stubbornness, and the red and swollen palm prints on that face.

She is alone, with one mouth, how can she speak through the mouths of 41 people.

How to stop those dirty water from splashing on her.

Xiang Yaoqian screwed on the cap of the mineral water silently, pushed away the boy's hand on his shoulder, and even calmly stood opposite them.

He suddenly threw the water bottle viciously to the ground and made a loud bang!

The teenagers fell into a death-like stalemate, and the girls who were farther away were startled by the sound and looked over in surprise.

Xiang Yaoqian looked at them expressionlessly, and said word by word:

"Xia Xixi and I are just ordinary friends."

"She didn't do the disgusting things you said."

"She's clean."

"Cleaner than any of you."

He is maintaining, he is growing.

In this winter that is about to snow.

In the school nurse's office, the milk teapot was gurgling, and the sweet but not greasy aroma filled the whole room.

Lu Chan cut off the power, poured a cup of milk tea casually, "Hey, is it your turn?"

Xiang Yaoqian, who was limping while walking, was helped by Xia Xixi to sit on the hospital bed, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, he smiled and said, "Comrade comrade... hiss..."

"Don't say a few words if it hurts." Xia Xixi scolded him angrily and turned to get medicine from the cupboard.

She was woken up by the sound of her classmates talking when she was catching up on sleep.

They chattered about the fight between Xiang Yaoqian and Wang Rui, but the cause was not Su Yun, but Xia Xixi.

Xiang Yaoqian grinned his teeth and slapped his leg vigorously, as if he wished to smack his leg into a meat paste.

"Do you know it hurts now?" Xia Xixi stuffed the medicine bottle into his arms, crossed his arms and looked at him coldly.

It's like watching a pig.

The colorful pig didn't realize the self-consciousness of being disgusted, and while applying medicine to himself in front of the mirror, he said, "Oh, such a gold-rimmed face has made it look like this."

Xia Xixi's chest was stagnant, and she said maliciously: "Yes, your goddess looks down on you even more now."

Xiang Yaoqian: "Hey you..."

Qiyou leaned lazily against the door frame and looked at Xia Xixi.

Bits of resentment wandered around her, she was like a trapped animal.

...If Kiyo didn't respond to her resentment, one day she would escape that cage by herself.

Qiyou stretched his waist, walked back to the desk casually, glanced at Lu Chan, and said, "The son and grandson of the bird are gone?"

Lu Chan looked at him with a smile on his face: "Your Highness is really happy today."

"Happy face is not counted," Qiyou said in a rare good mood since he was born, and said with a twitch of his lips, "I heard that spicy quail pot will be an extra meal in the cafeteria tonight."

Lu Chan hissed and spread his hands: "Your Highness wants to eat my descendants so much, I can't help it."

Yuan Youshen, who doesn't understand modern medicine, always finds his tone a bit weird.

If it's true, it's kind of weird.

How to put it, it's like seeing the goldfish raised at home suddenly grow two legs one day.

Resentment God looked at him inexplicably.

Damn, how can the children and grandchildren be so happy after being eaten.

At night, the whole sky was foggy with thick dark clouds.

Lu Chan sent Qiyou downstairs to the apartment, looked at him with his head out of the car window, and said, "Are you going to do it tonight?"

As soon as Qiyou said "um", he saw Lu Chan unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and walked out with long legs.

Qiyou: "?"

He looked at Lu Chan suspiciously: "You also go to the cafeteria to eat quail pot?"

Lu Chan closed the car door and replied politely: "I don't eat onion, ginger, garlic, greasy, or overly spicy food. I don't eat food from roadside stalls, fried food, too sweet food, and internal organs. Apples that are not red and oranges with stones are not eaten."

Qiyou: "..." Who the hell asked you this.

It's really difficult for your mother to be so picky and still live to this age.

It may be that the contempt in his eyes is so strong that even Lu Chan's eyes with a tenfold filter can't completely filter it out.

Lu Chan: "Everyone has their own love for radishes and vegetables."

Love your mom size.

Qiyou stood where he was, looking at him coldly, as if asking "so what?"

Lu Chan looked at his watch, and answered him patiently: "I was ordered to supervise you to complete the revolutionary task, and I sacrificed my life to accompany the gentleman in my spare time, little comrade, you don't need to like me, but you can't be heartless .”

Qiyou sneered: "The last thing I have is a conscience."

he.Resentment especially God.There is no moral bottom line.

He is the only one who can enter his house.

Not even one more bird feather for the rest!

Lu Chan stood beside the car looking at him gracefully and said, "Okay, then you are here to solve Xia Xixi's matter. I will make sure you use the 'modern social method' and I will turn around and leave."

Qiyou looked at him expressionlessly in the cold wind. If his eyes could be transformed, Lu Chan would have gone with the wind.

He didn't hesitate to confess, then turned around and walked home.

Lu Chan followed with that brazen face.

Qiyou: "Get out of here, I'm allergic to chicken."

Lu Chan: "..."

He really didn't know whether he was more angry or more funny.

"Your Highness, don't..."

"I——" Qiyou didn't finish his sentence, when he saw Lu Chan's crimson pupils shrinking suddenly, he pulled him into his arms, and his chin slammed heavily on his shoulder.

In the nose is a rich aroma similar to sandalwood.

Smoke billowed across the entire night sky in front of my eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The young man on the modified motorcycle came to apologetic after struggling to stop not far away, "Didn't you scratch it? I'm really sorry, I didn't control it well just now..."

Lu Chan let go of Qiyou, and looked over expressionlessly.

When the young man saw his face clearly, his expression changed immediately, and he called out embarrassingly, "Brother Lu."

Damn, there is no one in the entire ninth round who doesn't know this living Hades.

Qiyou didn't have the consciousness that he was almost blown away just now, put his hands in his pockets, and touched the agate-like heat source with his fingertips.

The fragrance from Lu Chan has not completely dissipated.

From a long time ago, he hated everything in the temple, especially the aroma and the sound of chanting, for no other reason than it hindered him from eating.

But the fragrance on Lu Chan's body is different, it will not make him feel disgusted, nor will it be so strong that it will make him sick.

...like the smell of burning bamboo and flowers.

The young man carefully looked at Lu Chan's face and did not dare to continue speaking, but Qi You frowned impatiently, "Aren't you going to supervise? Come up."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Lu Chan glanced at the young man and the motorcycle parked not far away and said meaningfully: "Ride more."

Youth: "Huh?"

Yes, do you want him to practice his driving skills?

Of course Lu Chan wouldn't explain it to him, he put his hand in his coat pocket and followed Qiyou in.

For a long time, let him walk like a catwalk.

The young man scratched the top of his head suspiciously.

What the hell.

The author has something to say: Highlight warning:

The update at 8 o'clock in the afternoon on August 7th has a little bit of horror, and the scared ones hold me tight!