After the system became a teddy bear, the roommate took a fancy to it

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A hand broke through the sticky night and stretched out, wrapping around his waist.

The temperature of the human body is like a sedative, and a warm current rises from the abdomen.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Huayuan sat up, "Did you have a nightmare?"

422's fingertips were still trembling, but he didn't realize it.

Zhao Huayuan found out, sat up straight and gently held his hand.

The smell of shower gel spread around, and the real life pulled 422 back.

"What did you dream about?" Zhao Huayuan tried to ease 422's nervousness by persuading him.

422 flicked his index finger, put his hand on his forehead and said, "Go to sleep, I have something to do."

"You are sitting under the quilt, blowing the wind, it's cold, let's lie down together."

"It's fine if you tuck it up, and go, I'm bothered."

Zhao Huayuan didn't want to, and even posted it up for flirting. He was more suitable to be a dog than Huang Jian.

At first he wanted to push him away, but Zhao Huayuan's desperate face in his dream suddenly flashed before his eyes. On second thought, he had only left for a few days anyway, so he didn't stop him anymore, he just regarded him as a humanoid pendant.

Zhao Huayuan stuck to his back, touched something fluffy with the back of his hand, groped twice, and recalled that it was a teddy bear doll that had been put aside for a while.

He sighed: "When you were a teddy bear, I was expecting you to turn into a human. Now that you have become a human, you are not as good as a bear. You were not like this before and often rejected me."

"It was impossible to refuse in the past, but now it is conditional. Isn't it normal to refuse you?" 422 turned his head to look at the blurred wall in the night: "Think about you being entangled by Qin Yu, don't you feel sick?"

Zhao Huayuan was deeply hurt by this sentence: "I make you feel sick?"

These words are really hurtful, 422 said vaguely: "Anyway, it's about the same."

Zhao Huayuan looked at him silently for a while in the dark, and then laughed: "Impossible, if you really disgusted me, you wouldn't be here now."

"If I do these things, you don't hit me, you just satisfy me."

Why is this person so thick-skinned? After 422 woke up from the dream, he felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that something was blocked. He didn’t have time to play psychological warfare with him, so he ignored him and opened the archives to look at things. Arrived at Xuanlong Diary.

I scrolled up and down the diary full of codes and riddles several times, and the more I scrolled, the more frightened I was.

For nothing but this eerie familiarity.

Even the act of flipping through the Xuangong diary after dreaming is strangely familiar, as if this kind of thing has been repeated several times.

The fragmented copy of Xuanlong's diary has been in the hands of his teacher for so many years, even if there is a code and a way to decipher it, he has not seen any tricks.

But it was different after he got it in his hands. Although it took a lot of effort, he could always guess what the author was thinking. A new idea can explain a few more pages.

The whole book is not very stressful.

There was an answer on the verge of coming out, but he subconsciously avoided thinking deeply about it.

Zhao Huayuan never heard him speak, nor could he see his expression, but he could feel that he was in a bad mood.

In order to divert attention from the topic, Zhao Huayuan spoke in a slow voice: "I also had a dream."

"I often have this kind of dream after you came here. I didn't recognize you when you didn't have a human body, but after you became a human, I recognized you. The person in the dream is you. Even if the color of your hair and eyes is completely different It's different, it looks different, I just think it's you."

"In the dream, our relationship is much better than now. You are very kind to me, and you will even take the initiative to kiss me." Having said that, Zhao Huayuan tightened his grip on 422's shoulders.

"We have done a lot of things together. The food you cook in it is not as delicious as what I cook now, but I always like to do it, saying that I want to experience the life of the plane. After I do it, I have to force me to eat it. After that, my sense of taste is numb. .”

"At night, you would sneak into my quilt and tell me it was too cold to be warm together, but it was actually summer at that time, and you stayed in the dark room for too long, and you forgot what season it was outside gone."

422 listened calmly, no one saw his face, only he knew that his expression at this time should be like seeing a ghost.

Zhao Huayuan's voice continued, and the content became more terrifying.

I only heard him say: "You said that you want to build a world for me, in that world..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered.

The person covering him is the prototype of the person in the dream.

The other party's eyes shone with icy light in the darkness, and the coldness at that moment made Zhao Huayuan's heart tremble a little.

It wasn't happiness, disdain, disgust, or any reaction Zhao Huayuan imagined he would get when he told this person about these dreams.

There was only deep worry in those eyes, as if what he had just said was a bunch of spells to summon demons.

"Stop talking." The owner of the eyes stared at him quietly.

This sentence is obviously light and simple, but inexplicably, it has the effect of ordering, making people unable to resist obeying.

In fact, there are many details in the dream, such and such details. Once the people around him fall asleep, they will sleep very soundly. They don't even know that Zhao Huayuan often gets up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom recently.

It shouldn't be said, if you accidentally say things like leaking, you should really be beaten.

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It took Huang Jian a week to move into their apartment, and he had to pick an auspicious day before he would move.

Even when looking for a moving company, use the one whose logo color matches the lucky color the most.

Maybe people who do business are a bit superstitious. 422 is wondering whether to introduce him to Qin Yu. The two of them exchanged experience in feudal superstition. Maybe they can make Huang Jian more allies on the road to revenge.

It's just that as long as Qin Yu is a beauty, he likes it. Recently, he has suffered a lot from men. I heard that he found a beautiful girlfriend, and it went smoothly unexpectedly. Only then did Zhao Huayuan gain peace.

If he was allowed to meet Huang Jian, and bring that disaster back, the gain would outweigh the gain, so the idea of ​​establishing diplomatic relations between Qin and Huang was dismissed by 422 as soon as it came up.

The first day Huang Jian moved in was also an important day for Zhao Huayuan's new dish - Mapo Tofu to be put into clinical trials.

As soon as Huang Jian came, he was invited to comment on this ultimate dish. When two pieces of mapo tofu in porcelain bowls were served on the table, the atmosphere instantly became dignified.

"You use this to welcome me?" Because Lan Lan was at home, Huang Jian's hat that used to cover his ears was not taken off, and under the shadow of the hat, the man's already stern face looked even more gloomy.

Lanlan thoughtfully said: "Let me try it." Although Uncle Zhao's cooking is terrible, he is very kind.

422 pressed Lan Lan's chopsticks with his chopsticks, and stared at Huang Jian: "Now you are new here, and you have the lowest status in this family. If you don't eat, whoever will eat, eat quickly. You won't be able to tell us how the taste is after nine o'clock. .”

Zhao Huayuan looked at them coldly: "Hurry up, there are still vegetables in the pot, why don't you let them taste the saltiness? As for?"

422 urged: "Yes, as for?"

Lan Lan also stared at the new strange uncle with encouraging eyes.

Huang Jian endured and endured, finally stood up from the chair and went straight to the kitchen.

"Is there any more in the pot?" Huang Jian stood at the door and looked at the stove, and sure enough, he saw a large pot of mapo tofu in the pot, and not only in the pot, but also on several plates. The appearance of the tofu, the few plates near the pool can't tell what it is at all.

Only then did he realize that the ones brought to the table were the ones with the most normal color.

Seeing that his eyes were full of disgust, Zhao Huayuan was also a little annoyed: "I didn't cook it for you, go out."

Huang Jian glanced at him: "You want to poison your boyfriend to death?"

Zhao Huayuan found this sentence both unpleasant and pleasant.

When he paused, Huang Jian directly lifted the pot and dumped all the contents into the trash can.

This was a quasi-finished product with a color similar to the one in the tutorial after five failed attempts, and it was completely knocked down in one go. Zhao Huayuan's expression could not be described with the word "ugly".

After Huang Jian poured out the poison, he skillfully cleaned pots and dishes, cut tofu, green onion, ginger and garlic, and the speed of the knife left an afterimage.

Zhao Huayuan frowned: "You know how to cook?"

Huang Jian does know how to cook, and he does a good job. Although he was a CEO in his previous life, he was very keen on housework, and he used these things as a way to relieve stress.

This is a characteristic that is supposed to be a plus for a husband, but when it comes to his wife, it borders on insulting.

Because even if Huang Jian swept the floor under the bed, he never thought of touching his wife on the bed.

Huang Jian made the real mapo tofu in two or three strokes, and he also made two small dishes with the leftover ingredients. When they were served on the table, Zhao Huayuan was crushed in terms of both quality and quantity.

Zhao Huayuan's complexion hadn't been better since Huang Jian started to do it, and after 422 praised Huang Jian's cooking was not bad, his face became even darker to the extreme.

"Do you think he's better than me?" After dinner, Huang Jian went to wash the dishes, and Zhao Huayuan stopped 422 and asked, regardless of Lan Lan's presence.

"Where is this going?" 422 didn't understand what he meant.

"He cooks better than me. You know so many things about him. Isn't he..." Zhao Huayuan somehow remembered that there were more than the two of them in the living room. He didn't say that Huang Jian was not an ordinary person, but continued to ask: "Do you think he suits you better than me?"

With such a face that looks like a high-IQ elite and an iceberg male model, why is he pretending to be all these things in his mind every day? 422 sincerely angered him: "Yes, and he is washing dishes now, more diligent than you."

Zhao Huayuan gritted his teeth and looked at him for a while, then suddenly leaned over and kissed him quickly on the face, then turned and went to the kitchen: "I'm going to wash the dishes."

422 sadly found that he was too lazy to pursue Zhao Huayuan's small actions now.

This little move was just one of Zhao Huayuan's many indiscreet moves, but it was completely different in the eyes of others.

In a building three kilometers away from their apartment, a man wearing shorts, short sleeves and flip-flops in the winter looked at the direction of 422 with a luminous telescope and muttered to himself, "I'm going to this white house." The little bastard who looks like a ghost can't really be a black dragon, can he?"

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