What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

Song Ling calmed down and walked out of Zhou Qingluo's bedroom.

Did he act too hastily and scare people away.

But he couldn't control it at all. As soon as he got close to Zhou Qingluo, he couldn't help but think about those things, and he had a personal experience of what it means to be an animal that thinks with its lower body.

He closed his eyes, he couldn't think anymore, he had to go in and calm down again.

Zhou Shoulin: "Xiao Song, you don't look well?"

Song Ling: "Without Uncle Zhou, I'm just a little sleepy."

Zhou Shoulin: "I'll make you a cup of tea."

After a while, Zhou Shoulin brewed a cup of chrysanthemum tea, "I see that your complexion is flushed. It's like this in autumn. You get angry easily. Drink some chrysanthemum tea to defeat the fire."

Song Ling took the tea silently, took a few sips silently, and didn't speak.

After a while, Song Ling asked, "Uncle Zhou, if Qing Luo gets angry, how can I coax her?"

"You made him angry?"

"Well, I said some bad things and made him angry."

Zhou Shoulin smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, Qing Luo is soft-hearted and won't be really angry with you."

Zhou Shoulin didn't care, but Song Ling said to him solemnly: "Uncle Zhou, I can't ignore his emotions just because his heart is soft."

Zhou Shoulin was startled.

You can't ignore his emotions just because he is soft-hearted.

"So Uncle Zhou, if you have anything to do in the future, you still have to discuss it with Qing Luo. Qing Luo will make a correct judgment."

Zhou Shoulin nodded, "Xiao Song, you have taught me a lesson. Qing Luo likes to eat ice cream. If you treat him to an ice cream and apologize, he will be relieved."

"Does he like ice cream?"

"Yes, he didn't like sweets very much before. Recently, I saw that he often buys ice cream and eats it. He enjoys eating it, just like a child."

Seeing Zhou Shoulin's smiling face, Song Ling's heart skipped a beat.

It turns out that when a father talks about his son, he still has this expression, a little proud, a little joyful, a little doting, instead of furious, contemptuous and spurned.

"There is a handmade ice cream shop over there in the small park, he likes to go there to buy."

Song Ling: "Okay, I'll buy it after finishing the website."

On the other hand, it was just an excuse for Zhou Qingluo to get the express delivery. He was sitting on a bench in a small park near his home in a daze with his grapes in his arms.

The autumn wind was slightly cool and refreshing, but Zhou Qingluo's mind was filled with chaos.

He looks charming, but his expression is very confused, like a little fox who has lost himself.

The aunt was on the sports equipment not far from him, looking at him and whispering.

"Boys nowadays are white and clean, and they look better than girls."

"I know this young man. He was the son of the old Zhou's family in the brick factory. I heard that he was stubborn before. After Lao Zhou fainted last time, he suddenly became sensible. Now he goes to work to earn money, and even sends his sister to study abroad."

"Well, I'll ask for his contact information and introduce it to my daughter."

"Hey, don't, don't, I guess it's quite playful to grow up like this, recruiting little girls, just this morning, I don't know how many little girls went up to strike up a conversation, one little brother at a time, now, another one."

Zhou Qingluo didn't know the content of their conversation, but there were too many girls who came up to ask him for their contact information. He was quick to wit, so he waved his hand and said, "I have a partner, thank you."

Most of the girls left angrily, but a hot and charming woman walked over and sat directly beside him.

She accepted the words with a smile, raised Erlang's legs and hooked next Zhou Qingluo's calves easily, "I just have a date, and I'm not married."

Zhou Qingluo moved out, a little further away from her.

But she didn't seem to intend to give up, and moved towards him again.

Didn't Zhou Qingluo know her intentions, so he dodged skillfully, sitting still, without blinking his eyes.

The woman asked, "What kind of person are you dating?"

Zhou Qingluo doesn't have any object, but he can also make nonsense to deal with it.

Zhou Qingluo sighed, "The main reason is that my partner is a bit ruthless, choking people's necks and stabbing people with knives at every turn."

The girl smiled triumphantly: "Then why do you like her?"

"Looks good."

"Do you look good with me?"

Zhou Qingluo said firmly: "Better than you."

"Is that figure as good as mine?"

"Have abs."

"..."

The woman touched her nose, and stood up awkwardly and slightly angrily.

This man never glanced at her indiscriminately from the beginning to the end, he almost put the words 'loyalty and integrity' directly on his face.

Zhou Qingluo is pure, and he still plays the game of killing people with ease.

The woman was just about to turn around and leave, but when she thought about something wrong, she turned around and asked, "Could your partner be a man?"

"?"

Zhou Qingluo was stunned for a moment, before she could reply to her words, the woman smiled in relief: "It really is."

Zhou Qingluo: "???"

The woman puffed out her chest confidently. After all, there had never been a straight man with such firm eyes in front of her.

The woman smiled and said, "Bless you."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

The woman ran past the aunt who was chatting, stopped and said: "People don't bother, but if you have a partner, don't think about it."

After the woman left, Zhou Qingluo looked confused. What did he do wrong to make her have the illusion that 'his partner is a man'.

It can be imagined that Zhou Qingluo is inexplicably guilty here. After all, when he was making nonsense about his partner just now, he was indeed thinking of Song Ling, and he was talking about Song Ling.

He looked at the plate of grapes depressedly, and his heart began to waver.

Are you straight?

If he was a straight man, how could he be indifferent to that coquettish beauty just now?Instead, to Song Ling...

It was only then that Zhou Qingluo realized that he had always lacked interest in romantic action movies between men and women.

No, I must still be a straight man, it's just that Song Linglei came to him just now, so I was subconsciously immune to alluring species and automatically blocked.

But if he was crooked, he wouldn't like Song Ling...

At first Zhou Qingluo didn't care whether he was straight or crooked, but now he hopes that he is a straight man.

But what are you going to do with this thing, afraid that Zhou Shoulin won't know, and bring it out for Song Ling to eat?

Song Ling deserves such a beating, he should put Song Ling in a small dark room and let him eat grapes now.

He only has sympathy, pity and love for Song Ling, and he has no other feelings!Not at all!

Zhou Qingluo was thinking angrily when a pair of feet, a bamboo clip, and a sack appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhou Qingluo subconsciously looked around to see if there were any empty bottles.

He raised his head and looked at the person who came by. There was a difference, it was not an old man, but a young man's face, and the young man's face looked familiar.

Look, at such a young age, the visitor is still thinking about earning money and being self-reliant, how can he always think about these love affairs.

Is now the time to think about love, love, love?If there is no room, where will he and Song Ling live in the future?

Bah, bah, bah, why did he think of Song Ling again? Whether he has a house to live in in the future is none of his business.

Zhou Qingluo: "Sorry, I don't have an empty bottle."

The visitor didn't leave, but smiled at him with joy, "Brother."

Zhou Qingluo subconsciously moved his body, "Huh?"

"Don't remember me?"

Zhou Qingluo shook his head woodenly.

The boy was a little shy and scratched his head, "I'm Wu Han, you saved me in the alley that day."

Zhou Qingluo remembered, "It's you, how are you doing now?"

Wu Han: "I'm fine. Brother Qian and his gang were dismissed by the school. No one bullies me anymore. I've been looking for you for a long time."

Zhou Qingluo nodded, "Then you should put your studies first. You have student loans for college, so don't rush out... to work part-time."

"I have been recommended to the computer department of University A, and I am earning living expenses."

Zhou Qingluo couldn't help admiring, the computer department of University A!

Isn't it the outstanding profession that Lou Yang has been talking about all day long?

"Awesome! I really want to..." Pull Song Ling over and let him see what it means to be a strong youth and a strong country.

Zhou Qingluo paused and didn't continue talking.

Why did you think of Song Ling again?

Wu Han: "What do you think?"

Zhou Qingluo looked at Wu Han, who was dripping with sweat, and changed the subject, "Please eat ice cream, let's go."

Wu Han was taken aback for a moment, his blushing face became even redder.

Zhou Qingluo didn't see it, and pointed to the back of the big tree and said: "Put your things there, they won't be taken away by others, wash your hands by the way, and then eat ice cream."

Seeing Wu Han, Zhou Qingluo's mood suddenly cleared up.

Maybe he was a person who died once, so seeing young people who are positive and do not succumb to fate can't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

The way he looks at Wu Han now must be very loving.

Can Song Ling learn from others and do something positive, and stop thinking about those, those...

Zhou Qingluo shook his head vigorously with his eyes closed, what was wrong with him, why was he thinking about Song Ling.

Wu Han didn't like ice cream very much, but seeing Zhou Qingluo's high spirits, he agreed.

This little brother is not only good-looking, but also very enthusiastic and kind-hearted. When he graduates from university and is successful, he will definitely repay him with all his might.

Wu Han: "Brother, can you give me your phone number?"

Zhou Qingluo looked at him.

Wu Han: "I mean, if you need me to help you in the future, I will be there on call and I won't bother you."

Before Zhou Qingluo could answer him, Wu Han said again: "Forget it, what can I do for you? This is my phone number. If you need to call me."

Zhou Qingluo took it with a smile, and called him: "If you encounter difficulties, you can also ask me for help."

"Thank you brother."

"No thanks, tomorrow will be better, come on."

There was a handmade ice cream shop near the small park. Zhou Qingluo walked in aggressively and almost bumped into someone. Fortunately, he was strong and avoided it.

Zhou Qingluo looked up while apologizing, and was stunned.

Isn't the person in front of him Song Ling!

He carried two big bags of ice cream in both hands, and walked out with a blank face.

The boss also warmly greeted his back: "Go slowly, if you can't finish eating, put it in the refrigerator."

Even though the boss sent him off like a VIP, Song Ling still played his true cool, fixed his eyes on Zhou Qingluo, and replied very coldly with a monosyllable, "Yes."

The Meng Lang plot that Zhou Qingluo had finally cleared from his mind flooded up again the moment he saw Song Ling.

His eyes flashed, a little embarrassed.

However, it would be more embarrassing not to speak at this time.

Zhou Qingluo: "Why are you?"

Song Ling raised the corner of his mouth, "Zhou Qingluo, you really like ice cream."

Just now, through the glass window of the ice cream shop, Song Ling had seen Zhou Qingluo running over from a long distance.

Holding an empty fruit plate, Zhou Qingluo ran over excitedly, with light in his eyes, like a squirrel seeing nuts, his eyes were glued to the ice cream counter, even a living person like him couldn't see it.

But why is that man next to him?

Why would he bring a man to the ice cream shop?

He turned his eyes and looked at Wu Han coldly.

Sensing Song Ling's unfriendly gaze, Wu Han recalled the gloomy expression on his brother Qian's neck with a knife at the entrance of the alley that day, his heart trembled, and he took a step back subconsciously, hiding behind Zhou Qingluo.

Zhou Qingluo: "Don't scare the kids."

Song Ling: "Is this still a child? He looks a little on fire."

"..."

Zhou Qingluo ignored some people who were eccentric, pointed to the freezer and asked Wu Han, "Look, what flavor do you like?"

Wu Han took a quick look at Song Ling, pretending not to see Song Ling's eyes with a knife, and said to Zhou Qingluo, "Brother, whatever flavor you want, I want whatever flavor you want."

Zhou Qingluo smiled and said to the boss: "Two ice creams, strawberry and vanilla."

The boss greeted with a smile: "Okay, wait a moment."

Wu Han took the ice cream from the boss, looked at Song Ling from the corner of his eye, and sincerely said to Zhou Qingluo, "Thank you, Brother Qingluo."

"You're welcome."

Zhou Qingluo scanned the QR code to pay while talking, and then the collection system broadcast the sound of the money arriving, and the boss smiled and thanked him.

In this atmosphere of solidarity, friendship and prosperity, suddenly there was an untimely sneer.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the source of the voice——

Song Ling was holding two big bags of ice cream in both hands.

Song Ling can be called the strongest atmosphere destroyer. Zhou Qingluo felt that something was wrong, so he quickly smoothed things over, "Let's go out after buying it, and it won't affect the boss's business."

Zhou Qingluo walked out of the store first, and Wu Han hurriedly squeezed past Song Ling and followed closely behind.

Only Song Ling was left in the store.

Song Ling laughed angrily, this is running a stack program, the first to come in and the last to go out.

Song Ling walked out with two bags of ice cream, followed them in two or three steps, and pushed them between them.

Wu Han was squeezed by him and staggered a small step to the side. The ice cream fell to the ground with a slap when he lost his grip.

Two people: "..."

The instigator didn't apologize, and said to Wu Han slightly mockingly: "It's really powerless."

Seeing how he owed him, Wu Han wanted to hate him, but he still couldn't beat Song Ling, so he could only walk beside him without saying a word.

But one day, he'll grow up, wait.

Zhou Qingluo glanced at Song Ling speechlessly, thinking that it would be fine if he didn't apologize for knocking over someone else's ice cream, and even taunted him. Isn't this clearly bullying an honest person?

Zhou Qingluo handed his ice cream to Wu Han, and said lovingly, "You eat this, I haven't eaten yet."

Wu Han smiled happily, "Thank you."

Just as Wu Han was about to take the ice cream from Zhou Qingluo's hand, he was cut off by Song Ling halfway.

As soon as Song Ling grabbed the ice cream, he immediately put it in his mouth, took a big bite unceremoniously, and looked sideways at Wu Han, who had thrown his hands empty, with gloomy and cold eyes.

Wu Han: "..." Is this person an adult, why is he so childish?

Just as Zhou Qingluo was about to say something, Song Ling stuffed a bag of ice cream into his arms, "Help me, I can't take it."

"..." When he grabbed the ice cream just now, wasn't he quite neat?

Zhou Qingluo: "Are you also powerless?"

Song Ling said confidently, "I want to eat ice cream, it's inconvenient."

Zhou Qingluo glanced at him, took the bag in his hand, and was about to take another bag when Song Ling took it back and stuffed it to Wu Han.

Wu Han: "?"

Song Ling: "One bag for you, you can go."

Wu Han looked at the shape of his mouth, obviously he wanted to say 'roll' just now, but he changed his words after glancing at Zhou Qingluo.

Wu Han looked down at the ice cream in his arms, and a strange possessive desire arose in his heart, a paranoid feeling that he would try his best to make Zhou Qingluo lean towards him.

After all, Zhou Qingluo was the only one who extended a helping hand to convey kindness to him, the first one who invited him to eat, and the first one who told him that tomorrow would be better.

He smiled and gave all the ice cream in his arms to Zhou Qingluo, "I don't like it very much, Brother Qingluo likes it, here it is."

The two bags of ice cream went around like this, and they all returned to Zhou Qingluo's hands, returning to their original owners.

Wu Han smiled and waved at Zhou Qingluo, smiling brightly, "I'm going to go now, see Brother Qingluo."

And such a smile was particularly dazzling and provocative to Song Ling.

Before Zhou Qingluo could wave to him, Song Ling stood in front of him, blocking his view.

Zhou Qingluo: "?"

"Zhou Qingluo, you actually like this kind of skinny and frail elementary school chicken?"