Who calls this thing a god?

Qiyou never thought in his life that he could do such inefficient and stupid things as "waiting for rabbits".

There are no big restaurants around the staff dormitory where Luo Fuguo lives. Most of them are small home-cooked restaurants converted from garages, and there is not even a serious milk tea shop.

Qiyou got out of the car, and wanted to find a storefront to stay, but seeing the greasy dirt on the wall here and there, he felt so greasy all over his body.

He looked back at another member of the waiting rabbit gang with a blank expression, and said in a straight tone: "How are you sure you can wait for Luo Yu?"

Lu Chan calmly put the car keys back into his pocket, raised his eyebrows lightly: "I said there is a reward?"

"No." Qiyou's tone showed a bit of gnashing of teeth: "But if you don't say it, there will definitely be a catastrophe."

Standing alone on the curb is an idiot, and two people standing on the curb together is the quadratic idiot.

Lu Chan didn't want to drag the little princess into the square, so he walked forward with his back collar like pinching the folds of a steamed bun, and said with a chuckle, "I'm doing things, don't you worry?"

The steamed bun with thin skin and fresh stuffing broke away from his hand, and said quite honestly: "I don't feel relieved the day I die."

Lu Chan: "..."

He sighed regretfully and said: "To tell you the truth, I did some calculations before I came here, and I predicted that Luo Yu's hands would be numb and mossy today. If you don't want a car--the best name is Hummer, which is expensive. A car that was dripping with golden water will have a few long cuts, sores will appear on the top of the head, pus will flow from the feet, and you will die suddenly on the spot.”

Qi You: "..."

Your prediction range is really accurate.

He probably felt that there was too much to say, so he just stood there and stood up.

It had just snowed the night before, and when I breathed, the tip of my nose was filled with a unique sweet smell of snow.

Qiyou probably felt that the slightly gloomy sky was more pleasing than the lively dog ​​next to him. He folded his hands in front of him, raised his chin a little, and looked like a hesitant boy looking at the sky at 45°.

Lu Chan just couldn't see him being idle, so he stretched his neck and leaned in front of him: "Hey."

Qiyou: "Go away."

It is not sloppy at all, making people roll is to make people rush out of sight.

It happened that Lu Chan didn't listen to him, and he still looked at him with a smile on his face, and his slightly sharp outline softened a bit.

He fiddled with a lump of snow with his toes, and stepped on the falling snow foam.

"Your Highness, have you ever had a snowball fight?"

What a stupid question.

Qiyou showed a little impatience on his face, and turned his head to look at him coldly: "Have you ever fought in a war, but have you ever brought snow."

Look, which fighting race can give birth to a god.

The smile on Lu Chan's face became brighter, and he bent down to pick out a piece of the cleanest and softest snow and knead it into a ball of snow.

Qiyou could almost hear the sound of snow particles sticking together, he stared over vigilantly, and warned: "Think twice, or I'll wring your head off."

He has always been a character who does what he says and does what he does. Even if he tells Lu Chan now that he has fought a snowball fight with a human head before, it is probably credible.

"Oh, you want to twist my head." Lu Chan held the snow ball over and over again like kneading dough with both hands, "Okay, I'll cut you off first."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand holding the snow ball.

The little princess looked at him without blinking, but the ends of her eyes were slightly red, as if she was a little angry.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chan's hand stretched out in front of him suddenly opened, revealing a white and innocent rabbit.

"Teasing you—do you like it? Gai Minger will pinch a rose for you." Lu Chan put the naive snow rabbit in front of Qiyou's nose and dangled it like teasing a child.

Qiyou was still a little angry, and said angrily, "What do you want to spend?"

Without hesitation, Lu Chan said with a smile, "A marriage proposal."

Qiyou originally wanted to say that I beg your grandma's golden wedding, but suddenly remembered the red thread tied on the little fingers of the two of them, and the words came to his mouth, and he couldn't speak anymore for no reason.

He was a little irritable, frowned slightly, turned his face away to avoid the attack of the snow rabbit in Lu Chan's hand, and said, "Don't mess with me, get out."

"Fuck you? Do I have it?" Lu Chan pretended to be innocent and touched his chin: "Then I will continue to work hard."

"..."

For the first time in his life, Qiyou wanted to go to the temple to ask for a few Buddhist scriptures to recite because he was afraid that he would have a heart attack due to the anger of a dead dog.

When will God Realm develop a set of laws that do not approach fools and kill those who approach without mercy? When will God stand up!

For the first time in his life, Qiyou felt a heart attack because God was not protected by law.

He stroked his heart subconsciously, and heard shouts gradually coming from not far away:

"Selling Hawthorn Cake—Sugar Triangle—"

It sounds like an old man in his sixties. Although his voice is old and hoarse, he is full of energy.

Lu Chan stroked his chin and said, "It's rare to see these two sold together."

"I think you have long hair but short knowledge."

Lu Chan: "..." He rarely sees Qi You taking the initiative to open his mouth to attack people. He used to treat people with the attitude of "stupid, watch me kill you with my eyes". broken.

Without changing his face, he said, "I have something longer, do you want to see it?"

Qi You: "..."

Qi You: "..."

What does it mean to be truly humiliated physically and mentally?

A little blush crept up to the tips of his ears without a sound. If he hadn't seen the whole process, Lu Chan would almost have thought he was frozen.

Lu Chan pretended to be a gentleman, pinched the tips of his ears, and asked worriedly: "Hey, are you cold? I'll give you my coat."

Qiyou stared straight at the old man riding a tricycle who slowly appeared in his sight, no matter how he looked at it, it was suitable for carrying someone to strangle someone to death.

The old man pedaled the tricycle slowly and stiffly. He didn't know what kind of evil wind blew his back. He suddenly looked around in panic, stepped on the pedals with all his strength, and fled quickly. This building.

I'm afraid that if it's a second later, it will be carried on the shoulder and used as an artillery barrel.

Qiyou looked at his back and sighed with regret in his heart.

The weapon is gone.

He was regretting, one hand pinched the back of his neck, and tightened it slightly twice.

"You are sick--"

"Shh."

Lu Chan's slender index finger stood on his lips: "I'll do a magic trick for you."

"...?"

Lu Chan raised the corners of his lips and blinked at him lightly: "Big transformation into a living person."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked to the other side of the road.

Qiyou followed his line of sight to look over, and what he saw was an ugly potato essence.

"..."

Potato Jing was still holding a stone that looked like a small potato but had a slight edge. He carefully looked at the car parked on the side of the road, and seemed to say "wow". He was so far away that he could only vaguely see his Mouth shape, no sound can be heard.

He circled the car, shaking his head and shaking his head as he walked, and finally stopped and muttered something excitedly. He looked around nervously like a little mouse, and the two of them happened to be standing He didn't see the back of the other cars for a while, and after confirming that it was a "no man's land", he raised the stone in his hand with a smile and carved it on the door of the car.

"Interesting?" Lu Chan whispered to Qi You.

Qiyou looked at the overlord in the car that was still extremely flamboyant and eye-catching before going out, and now became a big tabby cat who wanted to cry without tears, turned his head and said, "Your car."

"good eyesight."

Qi You: "..."

He gave a very "admirable" attention to Lu Chan who was holding his mobile phone to record the evidence of the opposite party, "...what's so interesting?"

"Watch the whole process of a fool committing a crime."

Qiyou watched the whole process of Lu Chan's filming, and sneered dryly: "It's quite interesting."

It was none other than Luo Shan's unlucky younger brother, Luo Yu, who squatted beside the car and graffiti passionately.

He probably often did this kind of unlucky thing, faster than the old lady getting into the bed, and scratched the car paint with a few white marks that were difficult to fill. With that technique, Picasso wanted to take him as his apprentice even when he was alive.

The overlord in the car was forced to put on a floral dress. From a distance, the white marks looked like hideous, bloody wounds.

People who know cars may have a heart attack on the spot after seeing this scene.

Luo Yuyi was so bold that he scraped the handlebar and threw the stone far away. His chin was buried in the high collar and he was about to leave. At this time, the owner of the car finally leisurely took back his phone, patted Qiyou on the shoulder and said: " Don't you want to see Luo Fuguo's family of three? Wait, I'll call you here."

Qi You: "..."

He suddenly felt sorry for Luo Yu.

Luo Yu lowered his head and disguised himself as an ignorant little potato, slipped away, and heard a lazy and playful shout from behind: "Hey, elementary school student."

Luo Yu: "..."

His back went numb, and white sweat immediately covered his body.

In fact, this is not the first time he was caught after scratching a car, but the surrounding facilities in this old employee dormitory are old and there is no monitoring at all. A surveillance, so even if caught, there is no evidence.

Furthermore, taking a ten thousand step back, even if there is real evidence, Li Yue's mouth that can greet his ancestors and visit his heirs can still repel people.

So Luo Yu was not afraid at all.

But today his inexplicable eyelids twitched, which made people's hearts jump.

Luo Yu rubbed the corners of his eyes, turned around and still had the same playful smile as last time, but when he saw the face of the person calmly walking in front of him, his smile froze.

Fuck, this is not the unlucky brother from last time.

Lu Chan was not in a hurry to question him, but instead took a closer look in front of his car, his expression became more and more playful, not as if someone had scratched his car, but more like earning a lot of extra money.

He stroked his chin, with a half-smile on his face, spoke slowly as if reading a love poem, dipped the words one by one on the tip of his tongue and said: "The paint on the left door can't be repaired, the paint on the whole door has to be cleaned." Come down and respray—the right side is not too far behind, and the trunk is even more tricky, it is estimated that the entire rear will be resprayed, tsk tsk.”

The more he talked, the weaker the smile on Luo Yu's face, and finally looked at him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Brother, I have nothing to do, I'll go first. The family has made bone soup."

"Huh?" Lu Chan straightened up, with a mischievous smile on the corner of his lips: "It's just the right time, if you lose an arm or a leg today, you can make the most of it."

Luo Yu gritted her molars hard, and said in a more emphatic tone: "I don't understand what you mean, get out of the way."

"Don't understand? Okay." Lu Chan nodded thoughtfully, and quite openly opened the way for Luo Yu.

There was a sudden scream, Luo Yu had already been pushed into the snow by his twisted arms, probably dislocated directly, and the short stature like a primary school student can make such a miserable cry.

The last trace of smile faded from Lu Chan's face, he looked down at Luo Yu as if looking down at an ant, his voice was not without coldness, but he was still personable, and he spoke slowly, "Do you understand now?"