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

Zhou Qingluo held many pieces of red paper in his hand.

Although he didn't believe in Zhou Shoulin's method of exorcising demons, he still cut the red paper into neat rectangles seriously, and wrote blessings one stroke at a time. Seriously, even the double-sided tape pasted on the back of the red paper is evenly pasted.

After all, sincerity leads to wisdom, if it is really useful, then wouldn't he take advantage of it.

At this moment, he let go of his hand, and some pieces of red paper fell down.

He pressed against Song Ling's chest tightly, and could clearly feel Song Ling's strong and fast heartbeat, as if he was competing with his own heartbeat, and had to compete for the first place.

The person he wanted to bless with all his heart, held him tightly in his arms at this moment, and said affectionately in his ear that he missed him.

It's impossible not to be moved, he even wanted to just throw everything away and sink together with him.

Just like fireworks, a moment of blooming is enough.

Vigorously, and then smashed to pieces.

Song Ling's breathing was light but hot, his lips were soft but cool, tentatively, he touched his earlobes, temples, cheeks, and the corners of his eyes speciously.

Zhou Qingluo closed his eyes, and was slowly turning his head to meet him, when he blinked, he saw the only piece of paper left in his hand.

It says obey the law.

Zhou Qingluo opened his eyes suddenly, even though his already crumbling rationality stopped the car, he did not fall into the abyss.

Zhou Shoulin knocked on the door, "Qing Luo? Did you post it?"

"It's being posted."

Zhou Qingluo responded to Zhou Shoulin's words, and as if on purpose, some people moved their faces closer and pressed them tightly against his.

Zhou Qingluo turned his head, pushed his head away angrily, broke free from his embrace, and squatted on the ground to pick up the note.

Zhou Qingluo complained in a low voice, "Don't waste your time, it won't work after twelve o'clock."

The emotions came to an abrupt end, Song Ling was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and looked down at the person picking things up on the ground.

Of course he knew that Zhou Qingluo was rejecting him.

Song Ling rubbed his hair anxiously, and was just about to say what is the use of this thing, but thinking of Uncle Zhou's pious appearance, and the neat handwriting on the red paper, he swallowed the words when he reached his mouth.

He squatted down resignedly and picked it up with him.

Zhou Qingluo urged him, "Hurry up and pick it up, don't read it, just post it and read it later."

Zhou Qing Luo quickly picked up all the things, then tore off the double-sided tape, and pasted them on.

He regretted making these cards with too much care. There were three layers of double-sided tape, and it was quite laborious to tear them off.

In a hurry, I finally finished pasting all these red paper pieces before twelve o'clock.

Zhou Qingluo heaved a sigh of relief, leaving the last one, and pasted it on the head of his bed with a slap, then spread it all over the bed, laughing, "Finally, it's not in vain, it's finally finished."

Song Ling asked with a smile: "With so many posts, can it be realized?"

"Sincerity leads to spirit, what if, right?"

Song Ling looked at Zhou Qingluo's "Caiyuan Guangjin" posted for himself, and couldn't help laughing.

"Zhou Qingluo, why did you only post one?"

"I don't lack any of yours, but this is what I lack."

"You should post another security check."

"Why should I post the entry and exit safety? I abide by the law and don't overtake or go against the road and wear a safety helmet correctly."

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Song Ling smiled without saying a word.

He counted by his bedside, and there were fifteen pieces of red paper, all of which were words of blessing.

Healthy, safe, happy, harmonious and beautiful...

However, what does it mean to be obedient and law-abiding among these praises?

No OCD can stand this.

Song Ling clicked on the red piece of law-abiding paper, "Zhou Qingluo, explain to obey the law?"

Zhou Qingluo sat up from the bed, "This is as important as being healthy, healthy, safe, happy, and beautiful."

Song Ling was speechless and wanted to tear it off.

Zhou Qingluo stopped it quickly, "No, you can't tear it up. My dad said it will take three days."

"I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. This word is not a synonym for other words. I can't stand it."

"..."

Zhou Qingluo never dreamed that this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder actually existed in the world.

But it's not surprising, who knows how many kinds of mental illnesses Song Ling has.

"You really can't tear it up. There is a moral in it, and my dad specially arranged it."

Song Ling glanced at the man who was making serious nonsense, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Then explain it, I won't tear it apart if the explanation makes sense, and if the explanation doesn't make sense, just give me a kiss."

Zhou Qingluo petrified for a second, and then began to talk nonsense, "Only by obeying the law can we be peaceful and peaceful. Obedience and law-abiding are the 1 in front, happiness and happiness are all 0 in the back. Without the 1 in front, the 0 in the back is It doesn't make sense, understand?"

Song Ling suddenly realized and nodded, and nodded in agreement.

Zhou Qingluo gave him a thumbs up, "It's good if you understand, so you have to abide by the law first, understand?"

Song Ling slowly tapped the red piece of paper on the bedside, and dragged his voice: "A 1 followed by 14 0s, tsk tsk tsk, this law-abiding man is really a Neptune."

"……"ah!The brown bear growled!

Zhou Qingluo felt that this topic could no longer be discussed, and if the discussion continued, something might happen.

Zhou Qingluo changed the subject: "Zhao Dayu asked, after you come back, do you still go to work?"

"I don't want to go."

Zhou Qingluo thought it was funny, and it was human instinct not to want to go to work, "Why, you don't want to go to work after only a few days, so what do you want to go to?"

"I want to go..." Song Ling glanced at Zhou Qingluo, "Forget it, you won't let me."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

At this time, you can't talk to Song Ling about any topic, and Song Ling can turn to that side if you talk about anything.

is a talent.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Qingluo shut himself up. He blew his bangs on his forehead in depression, closed his eyes, and said, "Sleep."

Before his upper eyelids touched his lower eyelids, the bed suddenly sank, and in front of him was Song Ling's enlarged face, blocking the gleaming white ceiling lamp.

Song Ling propped his hands beside his ears and leaned over to stare at him.

Zhou Qingluo opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Song Ling's eyes also deepened, like a hungry wolf seeing a fresh white rabbit.

But what the little white rabbit is doing now is wrong, blinking is wrong, breathing is wrong, even the sullen eyes are wrong.

He breathed heavily, "Qing Luo, why are you being so cruel to me? Huh? I haven't seen you for a month, and I won't even let you hug me."

Zhou Qingluo pursed his lips tightly, his cheeks were hot from his warm breath.

"Why are you unreasonable? What's our relationship? Why do I let you kiss, hug and hug?"

"I like you and I'm chasing you, but you haven't agreed to my relationship yet."

Song Ling lowered his head and kissed the mole at the end of his eye. Some people really grow it, and even a mole grows in the most coquettish position, blatantly seductive.

Song Ling leaned close to his ear, breathing heavily, and his voice was hoarse, "Qing Luo, I can't listen to what you say right now. I'm just thinking about how to mess with you."

Zhou Qingluo's face turned red. He really didn't expect that someone would be so shameless to say these private and ambiguous things so bluntly.

Zhou Qingluo turned his face away, avoiding his breath, and wanted to stretch out his hand to push him away, but Song Ling pressed forward, held him down, grabbed his wrist, and pressed it to his ear.

Zhou Qingluo was easily controlled by him, and only his head could move.

Zhou Qingluo stared at him, "Since I haven't promised you yet, you have no right to do anything to me."

"But I can't bear it now. As I said, I will not be able to bear it sooner or later."

"Then you move out tomorrow."

"I won't move."

"brazen!"

"I have to kiss you today, you have the final say on where to kiss."

Zhou Qingluo resisted with silence.

"Not to mention, I just need to find a place by myself."

Zhou Qingluo never thought that one day, he would turn into a little white rabbit who would be slaughtered.

He knew that he was not a ferocious beast, but at least he was a war eagle.

Song Ling stared at his lips and gradually approached them.

Zhou Qingluo closed his eyes, "Kiss forehead, forehead, forehead, forehead."

Song Ling smiled softly, "Okay, I promise I won't do anything, just give me a kiss."

Song Ling lowered his head and kissed his forehead, as if he was unwilling to miss an inch of skin, and kissed his temple. As long as he tilted his head, Song Ling followed suit.

Zhou Qingluo felt that Song Ling's bedside was missing a chaste heart.

Some people say that they have the final say on where to kiss, but who would have thought that they have the final say on how long to kiss.

In some people's cognition, the brow bone, the bridge of the nose, the cheeks and the corners of the mouth also belong to the category of the forehead.

Song Ling kissed the corner of his mouth, pressing the tip of his nose against his, breathing heavily.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Xia Zhou Qingluo's lips.

"Qing Luo, I love you so much, why don't you like me?"

Zhou Qingluo didn't dare to say anything cruel, if he told him to open up his heart, maybe this lunatic would use his own method to tear open his belly and really show him his hot heart.

For the first time, he felt powerless. Facing Song Ling, he didn't know how to approach him.

But he still wanted to try.

"Song Ling, do you know what liking is? Have you thought about the future?"

Song Ling fell silent and stared at him blankly.

Zhou Qingluo smiled gently, "I've thought about buying a house with a big balcony on which you can plant your favorite sunflowers, our clothes drying on the clothes rail, two cups for brushing teeth on the washstand, and slippers in the bathroom. Two pairs, and two razors, I always forget to charge them, and I can use yours when the battery runs out, so I don’t need to use a blade to shave, so I don’t have to make a cut.”

"You like to drink coffee, so I put a coffee machine in the living room. I like to drink soy milk, so the soy milk machine is in the kitchen. I need to prepare a few vases in the living room. If you give me so many flowers again, I have to find a place to put them up." .”

"There are three best rooms in the house, one is a studio, with my brushes on one side and your computer on the other, and one as a guest room. If my dad wants, he can come and stay for two days. If my sister is not married yet People, you can also come and stay for a few days.”

"The other one is our bedroom. It has a big floor-to-ceiling window. If you buy a higher floor, the bed is next to the window. At night, when you lie on the bed, you can look up at the stars and look down at the lights. If someone sets off fireworks, then It's even more beautiful."

"If you see the beauty of the night, maybe you won't be afraid of the dark."

Zhou Qingluo said, unknowingly bursting into tears.

He looked at Song Ling, "Since you haven't thought about it, why did you say you love me so easily?"