krypton gold law of love

This luxury apartment is very simplistic, but every detail is decorated meticulously. You can't tell what the owner's taste is, but you can see the owner's boredom and indifference.

"For the sake of a bowl of lobster noodles," Jiang Mian lay down on the bed, "I don't blame you for always being mean to me."

He closed his eyes and waited for a long time, then changed to a side-lying position without giving up, and then flattened out of nothing.

Jiang Mian threw off the quilt, and for a moment felt that he was really fascinated, coveted the ray of light and followed the executioner back to his territory.

The main reason is... Lu Yunxiu didn't seem to like him, and he took him in for a night only because he felt sorry for himself.

...Speaking of which, does Lu Yunxiu actually have such a thing as compassion?

Jiang Mian held her breath tightly. There are too many variables here. Who can be calm when facing a person who may kill him at any time? ...Or find a chance to sneak out in the middle of the night, so that when the morning comes, you can bring two newly released steamed buns to your roommate, and after he has recuperated for a while, he can gather up enough energy to find players.

Moreover, Lu Yunxiu didn't know that he was a ghost, if he knew, he might have thrown him out a long time ago--ghost life is difficult and helpless!

Jiang Mian moved his body, and there was a pain in his shoulder. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, and fell asleep tiredly.

Next door, Lu Yunxiu came out of the bathroom in the master bedroom, took a glass of water and woke up the smart service.

"Lying on side. Is he asleep?"

After three to five seconds, a mechanical sound came from the small speaker: "Warning! No vital signs detected in side lying!"

Lu Yunxiu: "..."

He put down his cup and walked straight to the next door, opened the door to look, only to find that the other party was sleeping soundly on the bed, in a well-behaved sleeping position...and weird.

It was so weird that Lu Yunxiu thought his side lying was a cemetery.

He walked forward, Jiang Mian went to bed so early that he didn't know the north and south, his lively face when he was awake will be completely silent, and the color of his lips has changed from rosy to pale. The little one is buried deep in the soft quilt, making people feel it for no reason. A sense of fragility that goes with the wind.

But he was already a ghost.

This ghost is now adapting to life on earth as much as possible, rooted in the drought and scorching heat, looking for a "player" like a mirage, like a dying white rose.

Lu Yunxiu stared at Jiang Mian for a long time, as if confirming that he was really in a state of death. After a while, he stretched out his hand to touch this strange existence, but then remembered that Jiang Mian would reject him when he touched him, so his hand stiffly abducted. Turning around, he turned off the bedside lamp for the boy, and then quietly closed the door and left the room.

Jiang Mian had a good idea, he wanted to sneak out in the middle of the night, but the executioner's bed was big, soft and comfortable, he slept very peacefully, and woke up already in full swing.

The sun came through the curtains, Jiang Mian sat up abruptly, and involuntarily took a breath, and finally activated the living mode.

This also triggers the intelligent monitoring in the room.

"Good morning."

Jiang Mian: "???" After searching around, he realized that it was the speaker inlaid on the head of the bed talking. He replied vaguely, got out of bed and put on his shoes, lay on his side without a bathroom, and went to the first floor to wash his face , is fully awake.

"Your breakfast is in the restaurant. Today's serving: milk, meat porridge, bread, fried dumplings." Another voice came from nowhere.

Jiang Mian was shocked: "The only man who can make the family so weird and infiltrating..."

He was sitting at the dining table, just as he raised his arm to drink the porridge, but found that his arm was still too soft to lift it.

The executioner's power was evident, so Jiang Mian had no choice but to switch the other arm clumsily, but before he had taken a few sips, there was a movement behind him.

Lu Yunxiu came out of the fitness room, his black hair was a little damp, and he looked like he had taken a shower after exercising. Compared with the full armor in the shooting room, the simple clothes at this meeting showed that his figure was tall and straight, and his proportions were perfect.

He really regarded him as his own, and provided eye washing service early in the morning.

When Jiang Mian came to this world, he had never had such close contact with people. When he thought that the two of them shared the things in the bathroom, he felt strange.

... and a little embarrassed.

"Why are you still here?"

Lu Yunxiu glanced at him, "This is my home."

Jiang Mian: "..." Damn.Fall asleep again.

"I mean why didn't you go to work?"

Lu Yunxiu threw a white ball on the dining table, "Today is Sunday."

Jiang Mian: "...Aren't you a big boss who is too busy to fly? Don't you work overtime on Sunday?"

After the man wiped the bread, he raised his eyes and looked at him: "I'm not a fairy, I need to rest."

Jiang Mian: "...Oh."

"Are there any questions?" Lu Yunxiu asked.

"It's gone, you can eat!" Jiang Mian took another two mouthfuls of porridge.

Lu Yunxiu really didn't speak anymore, but he stood up again before he finished eating the slice of bread with jam.

The painting style with Lu Yunxiu is so mysterious.

Jiang Mian didn't care, they met by chance, and after the meal they went their separate ways, he was his CEO and I was my migrant worker.

Unexpectedly, after a while, a person suddenly sat next to him, Jiang Mian was still biting fried dumplings, turned around and saw Lu Yunxiu looking at him with a medicine box.

"Arm, let me see."

Jiang Mian swallowed the dumplings a few times, and subconsciously refused: "No, it's too troublesome to undress, I'm fine."

Lu Yunxiu: "You eat yours, and I'll take it off for you."

Jiang Mian: "???"

Brother, aren't you indifferent and ruthless, don't beat me up?This suddenly made him panic!

And it was hurt because you touched her, isn't this medicine the same as punishment?

Jiang Mian couldn't say it directly, so he just said vaguely: "I, I don't need it, don't waste it on me, I will be fine in two days."

Lu Yunxiu looked straight at him, and used the highest threshold of patience: "If I say it's useful, I can use it. Do you take it off yourself or should I take it off for you?"

Jiang Mian didn't wear a rain-soaked hoodie today. Lu Yunxiu was considerate and put all the changed clothes on the corner of the bed for him. He will be at home again, so it's just a thin white T-shirt with a little sun on it. .

Jiang Mian looked at him helplessly.

Whether he is a ghost or not, how can this kind of injury be treated by treating people, but he knows in his heart that Lu Yunxiu doesn't know.

People are completely kind.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Lu Yunxiu speak, with a hint of coaxing in his tone: "Try it. I haven't thought of any other way for now."

What else do you want?Send him a master?

It was only during breakfast time that Jiang Mian noticed the stubbornness of the person in front of him. Thinking of the rumors about Lu Yunxiu, he took the initiative to pick at the neckline and said, "Do you treat everyone like this?"

Lu Yunxiu was silent, "What I said to you in the morning can catch up with the communication with others in a week."

Jiang Mian didn't think he was special, but he was embarrassed: "I, am I so good at chatting?"

Lu Yunxiu didn't speak anymore, he just looked at the black and blue fingerprint on Xuebai's shoulder, the neckline of the sweater was big, this position was where he directly touched the skin last night.

He raised his head and took a deep look at Jiang Mian. According to legend, only ghosts will leave horrible fingerprints.

more and more interesting.

Jiang Mian thought he was going to start directly, but Lu Yunxiu touched the white ball on the table, and put it on slowly and seamlessly from his fingers.

It was last night's glove.

Lu Yunxiu had already started carrying it with him.

Then Jiang Mian saw him take out a tube of light green ointment.

"do not move."

Even if he didn't say anything, Jiang Mian didn't dare to move. He held up the chopsticks stiffly, only feeling that one shoulder was being held down by a cold knuckle, and the hot breath was right next to his ear. The silk felt a little slippery and itchy when it touched the skin , but more of the rising weirdness.

too weird.

The executioner of Ghost Sorrow seems to be trying to learn how to take care of a ghost.

There is also the subtlety of being touched on the sensitive parts... What kind of weird combination is this!

Almost as soon as Lu Yunxiu applied the ointment and put it on the medical cloth, Jiang Mian pulled up his collar.

"You, you, you, you, sit down and eat quickly! You are the boss and don't need to go to work. My part-time job spirit is still burning, and I will go to work in a while!"

Lu Yunxiu really stood up, and he said, "On Ling'an Road?"

Jiang Mian: "...um."

When we first met, we should not be too constrained to him... so as not to rebound from the bottom.

"Okay, you are going to finish eating and I will send you off."

Jiang Mian: "...Huh?"

Lu Yunxiu took off his gloves, cleaned up a bit, and went to the opposite side to pick up the remaining half piece of bread: "I'm sorry to see your injury, so I'll take you off, tell me after get off work, I don't have time and let the driver pick it up."

There was clearly an apology in the sentence, but the master didn't change his mood at all.

Those who don't know Lu Yunxiu will definitely feel that he has been perfunctory, but Jiang Mian is keenly aware of the seriousness of this sentence.

Jiang Mian: "Brother."

Lu Yunxiu: "Sir."

Jiang Mian's chest heaved: "Mr. Lu, am I special to you?"

Lu Yunxiu nodded, "It was like old friends at first sight."

"You want me to live here forever?"

"You can take it as my sincere invitation. I think you need a better environment." The corners of Mr. Lu's mouth straightened.

Jiang Mian was not afraid of him at all, "I have a dormitory, in-"

"At the shooting gallery. I remember correctly that place is for at least two people, are you used to it?"

Jiang Mian put down his chopsticks helplessly: "I'm quite used to it, you can eat, I'm going to be late and leave first."

The longer he stays here, the more he will have the illusion that he is being carefully cared for.

But Lu Yunxiu is not Lu Lushame, on the contrary, he is worried about ghosts. Being by his side is not to save his life, but to be on guard against his life at all times.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to see others pay in vain.

"Jiang Mian."

Jiang Mian paused.The car accident ghost had already noticed that this little ghost was full of pride and independence, and sometimes he would say a sentence or two that didn't match his age. The whole little ghost had the smell of a little ancestor.

It can't be hard, the lamb is already very hard, so it has to be soft and hard at the same time.

Lu Yunxiu is very smart, and he has figured out a thing or two since he took the medicine just now.

"Hold on."

As he spoke, he took his clothes, put the half-eaten breakfast on the table, and walked to the door: "Let's go, see you off."

Jiang Mian glanced at the dining table, then at Lu Yunxiu, who was completely different from the rumors since they met last night, gritted his teeth and went out the door.

Lu Yunxiu and him are two parallel lines that shouldn't intersect, and they can't be friends, they will only fight together, and when the time comes, they will be stripped of their cocoons, and their arms and legs will be broken, which will be painful for everyone.

After leaving the gate of the Green Capital Pavilion, the sky light poured down from the clouds, the air was fresh this morning, everything was washed clean, it was not difficult to see that it would be a good weather.

"Actually, I'm also looking for someone."

Jiang Mian was distracted while admiring the roadside scenery, "Oh, did you find it?"

"It's found."

Is it?That was luck.

But Lu Yunxiu seems to have been very lucky.

Jiang Mian glanced to the side. The man was driving without gloves and his knuckles were clearly defined, which reminded him of the scene he saw at the shooting range that day.

At that time, he was obviously completely indifferent, and he didn't look like someone who could initiate a topic at all.

And how was he reminded by the "world"?Said that his player is an indifferent monster, and it seems to be Lu Yunxiu's.

How is it possible to die laughing.

He needs to wear gloves to insulate the connection, and he is naturally repellent and hostile. How could he be a player player who is inextricably linked to him.

He is still so cold to him.

Jiang Mian withdrew his unrealistic fantasy and watched the familiar intersection getting closer.

"Remember to go back and finish your breakfast later." With a disturbed conscience, Jiang Mian asked, "You are such a big man, can you be full after eating so much?"

Lu Yunxiu glanced at him without averting his gaze: "I'll go to the company later, I won't go home."

Jiang Mian sat up straight: "Isn't Sunday a holiday?"

"Seeing that you continued to work part-time in the rain last night gave me a rare urge to work."

Jiang Mian: "..."

He stared fiercely at the man: "Are you kidding me?"

Lu Yunxiu pursed his lips: "No." It's just that Jiang Mian, whether it's a game or reality, can always successfully disrupt his original plan.

This kid is obsessed with going to work here and ignoring him. Waiting all the time is basically an invalid operation. Why don't you go back and make more money, and compare the literature to think about what young people like today.

Then buy it for him and reap the simplest happiness.

Mr. Lu's traditional krypton gold arts are gradually waking up.

Jiang Mian got out of the car and walked to the driver's seat: "Wait a minute."

Lu Yunxiu glanced at him and didn't speak, but it was rare that he didn't turn around and leave.

Jiang Mian returned to the milk tea shop, and soon came out with a boxed cake.

"Sister Qing made this all by herself. It is only for regular customers in the store. You are lucky again today. This is the last piece of the morning."

As he spoke, he clumsily handed it to Lu Yunxiu through the car window, doing something no one dared to do before.

"Here, take it. Thank you very much last night. You didn't have a good breakfast just now. Take this to the company and remember to eat it!"

What Jiang Mian didn't know was that Lu's restaurant took up three whole floors. If Lu Yunxiu wanted to eat, he could be served in 10 minutes from the eight major cuisines.

But Lu Yunxiu didn't say anything, just took it, and handed the ointment back, his movements were a little rusty, but he could see that he was very cooperative.

"Remember to paint." The white roses that were just found and ready to be cultivated carefully, can't be wilted in two days.

Jiang Mian thought he had compromised, so he accepted it without refusing, "Okay, let's go, thank you for the lobster noodles."

For the first time, Lu Yunxiu felt the dissatisfaction brought about by "business as usual", but for the first time, he didn't know how to explain it to Jiang Mian, who was full of expectations from the players.

He doesn't know how to grow flowers, doesn't laugh, and doesn't know how to live. Most of the greetings are sent by the system's built-in one-key, and he really typed few.

If this kid knew about it, it might be as simple as ignoring him.

Lu Yunxiu watched Jiang Mian enter the shop, took out the bluetooth headset from the side after a while, and drove the car out of Ling'an Road.

"It's me," Lu Yunxiu glanced at the white gloves on the side, "Prepare the meeting room."

Some things can't be done temporarily, but some things he can do.

Although he didn't know why they couldn't be in direct contact with each other, he knew that the subtle and peculiar emotional outpouring from the game, accompanied by Jiang Mian's appearance in reality, was also brought out together, and it became unstoppable and intensified, as if to get him out of this boring world. Finally, the long-lost return came.

It is a miracle that belongs to only one person, so we must pay close attention to it by all means.

Compared with Lu Yunxiu's calmness before the battle, Lu's group was in chaos when they received a call.

"Isn't the boss on vacation today?"

"So you're coming to the company again!"

"Oh my god, there are really people who take the initiative to work overtime during the holiday..."

"He is a god, we are mortals, there is no comparison - speaking of gods, I suddenly think of a person."

"Me too……"

A girl turned on her mobile phone two or three times, and after a few operations, she saw that "Little Sheep" was in business.

A few people next to him looked over, and after a while they showed indescribable smiles: "Wonderful..."

"Milk tea summoning technique!"

"If it is sent directly to the meeting room...will the boss be angry?"

"Working next to Mr. Lu, isn't it just a matter of changing a bicycle into a motorcycle? If this person sees another beautiful face in a prosperous age, not only will he not be angry, but he will cherish each other instead?"

"Indeed, once Mr. Lu is in a good mood, everything will be fine, and...what's more exciting than watching a handsome guy fall in love?"

"Of course it's to watch a handsome guy fall in love with a handsome guy! The love network is so sparse and never missed! Place an order and send a little sheep!"