The gold master is my diehard fan

Chapter 35

He turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone, squatted on the ground and dared not move, his nostrils were filled with a rancid smell.

After an unknown amount of time, the light in the room was turned on, and then the door was opened. Song Qingwen got up to look, and froze in place for a moment. His astonished expression soon turned into anger. He pointed at the door and shouted loudly, "Get out."

The person standing at the door was none other than his nemesis Lu Mingzhou.

Lu Mingzhou was wearing slippers, with disheveled hair, and stood at the door panting. Hearing the scolding, he couldn't help being stunned, and looked up in disbelief.

"Brother, when I received your call, I rushed here without any delay. I didn't even change my shoes, yet you attacked me as soon as we met!"

Lu Mingzhou clutched his chest exaggeratedly, with a look of abandonment on his face.

Song Qingwen curled his lips. It hasn't changed a bit for so many years, and he still hates it so much: "I didn't beat you up because I was kind to you. I don't know what kind of virtue I have?"

Before the words finished, Lu Mingzhou bowed his head in frustration. He thought that he was forgiving himself by calling him, but he didn't think so, alas...

He turned around in a daze: "Brother, I'm leaving."

After walking a few steps, Song Qingwen grabbed him and coughed in a disguised voice: "Deal with that thing."

Song Qingwen pointed at the dead cat arrogantly, so he wouldn't say that he dared not touch it.

"How about just treating me as a little bit to make up for the harm you have done to me?"

When Lu Mingzhou heard this, he immediately raised his head and his eyes lit up: "I've dealt with it, so will you forgive me?"

"Forgive not enough, at least you are allowed to talk to me, and I won't ignore you."

"Okay." Lu Mingzhou solemnly rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the table, closing the box and picking it up.

When he reached the door, he stopped and faced the door without turning his head. He said seriously, "If I could do it all over again, I would never take your place. If you want it, I'll give it back to you now, whether it's too late or not." ?”

"Now? I don't need it anymore." Song Qingwen looked at his back, as thin as ever, and looked at his skilled handling methods. It is not difficult to guess that he has experienced many such scenes.

Lu Mingzhou chuckled, "That's right."

He opened the door, stepped out, and heard Song Qingwen say again: "Take care of it and bring me some food."

Lu Mingzhou blinked his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said happily, "Okay."

Song Qingwen hummed lightly, and Lu Mingzhou left with the box in his arms. Seeing the figure disappearing at the door, Song Qingwen felt the darkness in his heart dissipate, and he felt a rare openness.

About half an hour later, Lu Mingzhou came in with a takeaway box, and thoughtfully helped Song Qingwen open the lid: "Brother, look, it's all your favorite food."

Song Qingwen got up from the sofa, looked at the dazzling array of food and was in a good mood: "Good job."

Facing Song Qingwen's compliment, Lu Mingzhou handed over the chopsticks more graciously, sat beside him obsequiously, and turned his head to look at him.

"Brother, your eyes are so beautiful."

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"Brother, how do you take care of your skin so well?"

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"Brother, your fingers are thin and long, so envious!"

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"Brother, you have beautiful legs!"

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"Brother, your nose bridge is so high!"

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"Brother, do you have abs? I've been exercising recently, and I've already got a rudimentary shape!"

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Song Qingwen stuffed him with rice, and the surroundings were instantly clear, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Shut up, you."

Lu Mingzhou nodded, and continued to look at him with his head tilted. After a while, he couldn't hold back anymore: "Brother, do you like men? Do you think I have a chance? I'm not bragging, I'm absolutely soft and cute, easy to push down, legs Long and easy to dry."

Such words came out of Lu Mingzhou's mouth!Song Qingwen looked at him in astonishment, and the food in his mouth fell to the ground inadvertently.

Uh... how to say?Hit the model, you say it's a coincidence!

"You think I'm aggressive?" Song Qingwen asked tentatively.

Lu Mingzhou nodded, and said solemnly: "Of course, my brother is definitely a big blow in my heart. Look at your thin waist, look at your delicate face, look at your well-developed biceps, that is definitely a big blow." Unparalleled excellence.”

"Developed... biceps?" Song Qingwen smiled awkwardly, never thinking that Lu Mingzhou's boastful skills still haven't improved at all.

"Lu Mingzhou, talk less next time."

"why?"

Lu Mingzhou looked at Song Qingwen curiously with innocent eyes, blinking and blinking.

"It's nothing, it's easy to get beaten."

Song Qingwen smiled back politely, clenched his fists again and again.

"Oh, you haven't answered me yet, can I be with you?"

"No."

"why?"

"I do not deserve."

"what……"

With Lu Mingzhou's downcast eyes, Song Qingwen was so ashamed and sad because he didn't agree to be with him.

He raised his eyes again, but Song Qingwen ignored him and just ate alone. Lu Mingzhou looked at his side face and was lost in thought again: "Brother, the way you eat is so charming!"

Song Qingwen held the chopsticks tremblingly, and gave him a hard look. Lu Mingzhou immediately fell silent, pointed to his mouth, and then shook his head, expressing that he would never make a sound again.

But I sighed again in my heart: my brother looks so handsome when he is angry, and the look he gave me was full of aggression!

[The author has something to say]: Thank you Jianglingyue for the reward ^O^