Who calls this thing a god?

The boy didn't look tall at first glance, even a little thin. If you really want to say how thin it is-it should be the point where Lu Chan can knock ten people flying with one punch.

With a smile, he spread out his palm and threw a small stone with corners, which fell into the snowdrift beside the road.

Lu Chan: "..." He probably had never seen such an arrogant car scraper, and was speechless for a while.

He frowned and asked, "Which elementary school did you escape from?"

boy:"……"

He managed to keep smiling, and said dryly, "I'm in high school, big brother."

"high school?"

Lu Chan's tone was a little surprised, and he examined the boy from head to toe, his gaze was like an electronic scanner, and the boy felt uncomfortable being looked at by him.

"You don't have the same brain and size. Don't tell lies, children, you will be arrested by the police uncle."

boy:"……"

Damn, where is my rock.

When one big and one small faced the barking space, Qi Youyou Youzai played games in the co-pilot. He casually drew a mirror image of "69" on the screen, and saw a flash of golden light, and the three gleaming The SSR character leads six SRs and one R card boy to make a pose.

He glanced at the full picture book, 24 SSRs were just collected, he suddenly felt a lack of interest, and uninstalled this game that had only survived for nine days from his mobile phone.

Ou Huang once again fell into emptiness.

Qiyou sighed desolately, opened the car door and walked out.

I don't know what nonsense Lu Chan said while he was drawing the card, the boy pointed at him "you" several times, his eyes were red with anger.

"What did you say about him?" Qi You asked.

Lu Chan turned his face indifferently, stretched out his hand to straighten the scarf for him, and said, "I told him to stand here and stay still. I'll go and buy him some oranges."

Qi You: "..."

Although he has never studied, but as the number one surfer who enjoys surfing, he immediately realized what kind of joke it was.

... What the hell is this brother dog.

Judging from the boy's reaction, it is estimated that Lu Chan said more than this sentence.

Without repentance, Lu Cong leaned into Qiyou's ear and whispered, "He is Luo Shan's younger brother, Luo Yu."

Oh, Luo Yu.

Qiyou nodded in agreement: "That's when we should go buy oranges."

The quality and morality double deficiency group reached a consensus.

Luo Yu was almost pissed off by these two people's "one hundred songs and one thousand harmony". Seeing that she was about to turn into an envoy of justice, two women walked out of the unit building, one of them was plump and rushed to the other. The face said, "Look at that Li Yue, what are you talking about, the co-author of the old Luo's girl should be her family's cash machine? It's just that Shanshan's mother left early, look at this kid! Look at his family again!" That little Luo Yu, oh, that kid... a fucking bastard, skipping class, smoking, fighting, he can't do without him, let me tell you, he must be the one who rowed cars in the neighborhood, look at his wicked eyes!"

She bit down on the sound of "Jin'er" and spit out a comment: "You can tell it's a fucking bastard at first glance!"

The fucker who was blocked behind the car because of his short stature: "..."

Qi You glanced at the rear of the car. Although he didn't speak, Lu Chan could still read his mind and whispered to him, "My car is fine. I stopped him before he pulled over."

He looked at Luo Yu who was trembling with anger, sighed and said, "I knew I would drive that expensive car."

Qiyou: "?"

He didn't understand the connection between the two, he just felt uncomfortable with the emptiness in his chest, stretched out his right hand, completely ignored the little poor boy who was about to vomit blood, and asked naturally: "Recharge?"

Lu Chan, who was thinking about something, paused, and held his hand with a smile on his lips.

The bastard stared at the two wives who often went to his house to play cards, and said through gritted teeth, "Bah! Bitch! You're old!——Rosean, can't she live with some money?"

Lu Chan nodded in relief: "It's a melon, I've confirmed it."

Qi You: "..."

Lu Chan stood still, looking down at the bean sprout-like Luo Yu, with a sarcastic look, with a hint of "why don't you die", and opened his mouth: "Then you, a big man, don't you want to die?" up?"

Luo Yu: "..."

Qi You: "..."

What the hell is this lightning strike brother dog.

Luo Yu suffered more than ten times more blows from him than that lucky cat wife. Panting heavily, she glared at him, caught a glimpse of the hands tightly held by the two, screamed and pointed at him as if seeing some virus. He said, "Gay! You're gay!"

"Yes." Lu Chan replied lazily, and then asked back, "Haven't you seen it? Bump."

Luo Yu: "..." Fuck.

In the worldview that Li Yue instilled in him, homosexuality is perverted, obscene, and even sinful. He wants to run away with his head in his arms when he is pointed at and called "gay" like his sister Luo Shan. It shouldn't be him anyway. Lu Chan is like this in front of him.

"You, you..." Luo Yu took a few steps back in fear, "You guys are so disgusting..."

"If you think homosexuality is disgusting, that's your personal opinion, and I don't care about it." Lu Chan looked at him with a half-smile: "If you think I'm disgusting, I'll send you a blessing, I wish you a better life in the next life." A good tire."

The first half of the man's sentence was quite satisfactory, but the second half of the sentence was filled with private goods, which made Luo Yu feel uncomfortable.

He stared at Lu Chan, unable to speak for a long time.

Anyway, there is no need for him to answer the conversation, because Lu Chan immediately said: "Little brother, you can't talk to me, if you talk badly to me, the brother next to me may discipline you in a different way, I believe In comparison, I am much gentler."

Luo Yu looked suspiciously at "Virus No. [-]" who stood aside and never expressed his opinion.

I pray for my brother in society, people don't talk too much.

Luo Yu met his tempered eyes, inexplicably felt that his knees had been nagged by ten thousand big geese.

Damn want to kneel!

He moved slowly, moved from behind the car to the side of the road, and then to the tree, and suddenly ran faster than a rabbit with a thud.

Looking at the back of his galloping horse, Lu Chan pretended to sigh and shook his head: "Be careful not to fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a certain Luo, who did not want to be named, step on the unremoved ice, fell to the ground and slid forward for five or six meters, and walked very peacefully. .

"..."

Lu Chan successfully reversed the poisoned milk, smiled unconsciously, and led his "delicate and frail" little princess back to the car to charge comfortably.

Qi You pulled down the scarf wrapped around his neck, held the phone with one hand and clicked on Baidu, not knowing what to look up.

"You saw Luo Shan's brother, that's all." Although Lu Chan's driving was not delayed with one hand, for the safety of the other person in the car, he still planned to sit and charge steadily, "If you want to see Luo Fuguo With Li Yue, I can make arrangements."

Before Qiyou knew about it, he had already asked his colleagues from the Ninth Bureau to check the details of Luo Fuguo and Li Yue. If he was more careful, he could even find out exactly what brand of underwear he bought.

Technology is power.

As an ordinary office worker, Qiyou has no enthusiasm for work, so he said perfunctorily, "I don't see you."

"Then you want to..."

Qiyou let out a long breath, put up a little energy, and explained in a flat tone: "Luo Shan's resentment is not strong, and what she wants is not family ruin, wife and children, how do you say that... people are about to die. , and that's a good word—maybe it's not appropriate, but that's what it means."

It's not that Luo Shan doesn't hate this family, maybe she also cursed this family of three to be ruined and their wives to be separated, but when people are about to die, the time they have is limited. Not worth mentioning.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lu Chan's other hand pinching back and forth, thinking that he was using a special method for fortune-telling, and was a little puzzled: "Are you casting a curse?"

"No," Lu Chan replied simply, "I'm counting how many words you said just now."

Qi You: "..."

"Exactly fifty words." Lu Chan looked relieved: "It's twelve words more than the last long sentence, and my little friend can finally speak. I'm very relieved that the Nursing and Literacy APP is not in vain."

Qi You: "..."

Lu Chan turned his face to look at Qi You, probably wanting to see his reaction, but found that he had started to stare at him meaningfully since some time, and what he was holding in his other hand was not like a mobile phone, but like a brick.

Lu Chan: "..."

After staring at him for a while, Qiyou said unhurriedly, "He said you were gay."

Lu Chan was nervous, and without waiting to think, he subconsciously asked, "Who?"

He paused for a moment, and realized that Luo Yu was the one he was talking about, but it didn't seem to be too important. The important thing was the last three words: homosexuality.

"..." Two hours ago, he tried to explain this term to the little princess as accurately as possible, but now the title falls on himself without any mistakes.

How to say this?

Lu Chan's eyes fell on Qiyou's phone that had not had time to lock the screen, and saw a ostentatious rainbow flag and a certain professional entry.

His explanation to Qiyou is to produce love for the same sex, and Baidu's explanation adds a little more on this basis: produce desire/desire

"..." I don't know what to say.

There was a rare day when he was a saw-mouthed gourd, and Qiyou raised his chin, with a provocative expression, and asked, "Are you?"

"..." sent a proposition.

This mother is deadlier than the question of who to save when her boyfriend and mother fall into the water at the same time.

Qiyou not only showed a provocative expression, but also provocative words, even boldly squeezed his charging hand, and asked innocently: "Are you? Lu Chan?"

This laughing, drunken address made Lu Chan's mind go blank, and he thought in a daze: It's over, the little princess White Lotus has failed.

Or it was the first time he discovered that the little princess had a bit of bad genes in her bones, and she usually didn't show her mountains and dews, maybe it was just because of one word: lazy.

Lu Chan took a deep breath, and was about to answer, but Qiyou withdrew his charging hand, paralyzed in the co-pilot like an old Buddha, and said lazily: "Get up and go back to the palace."

The author has something to say: Happy Qixi Festival, babies! !

I went to the driving school this morning to deliver something and got lost. I went around a few big circles and was about to cry——

Lu crazy hammer.

Put a little Tanabata-flavored biscuits:

Lu Chan: Today is Qixi Festival.

Qiyou: Oh.

Lu Chan: Today is July, Eve, and Festival.

Qi You: What do you eat on Qixi Festival?

陆忏：——来，让你吃我的鸟子鸟孙。感谢在2020-08-2416:12:48~2020-08-2516:57:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Sang Yu 3; Yun Shu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles of Yunshu; 12 bottles of Sangyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!