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    In the end, Meng Qing did not follow Lu Zhizhou upstairs.

    It's so weird.

    Moreover, the image of Lu Zhizhou's scumbag has stayed in her heart for two years, and it won't get rid of for a while, so she doesn't want to have dinner with him."I want to go home." Meng Qing said, "I mean, my parents' house."

    Lu Zhizhou put the key back in his palm, was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll take you back."

    Meng Qing thought that Lu Zhizhou would coolly tear apart a different time and space connected to her home, and teleport her home.

    As a result, he swept a shared motorcycle on the street.

    Meng Qing: "..."

    What the hell is going on with you, the king who saves the world?

    To open the door, you need to use the key to turn off the power, and you have to pull the brakes. These small places don’t bother to use magic, so don’t complain. What the hell have you ever seen a king who sent his girlfriend home to ride a motorcycle, and he still rides a shared motorcycle.

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    Lu Zhizhou pushed the motorcycle and looked back at her calmly.

    Meng Qing raised her skirt in a daze, and straddled the back seat of the car.

    Lu Zhizhou reminded her: "Be careful not to get your skirt caught in the wheels."

    Meng Qing: "..."

    Lu Zhizhou thought she didn't hear, so he repeated it.

    Meng Qing pouted and snorted angrily: "Got it."

    Lu Zhizhou watched her tuck up her skirt before starting the motorcycle.

    Meng Qing clasped her hands, leaned back, and tried to keep a distance from Lu Zhizhou.

    However, the space on the shared motorcycle was too small, no matter how she kept a distance from Lu Zhizhou, the tip of her nose stuck to his shirt several times.Under the night wind blowing, there is a faint fragrance of green grass.

    Meng Qing likes this smell very much. When they were together, the laundry balls she bought for Lu Zhizhou had this smell.

    Did he also use this brand of laundry balls in another world?

    The thought flashed by, Meng Qing looked up at the top of Lu Zhizhou's head, but there was no golden barrage that he was expecting.

    This also shows from the side that Lu Zhizhou is currently riding a motorcycle without distraction.

    Meng Qing: "..."

    She became more and more curious about what kind of world Lu Zhizhou saved. If he said that he saved the cycling world, Meng Qing would definitely believe it right now.

    Along the way, neither of them communicated.

    The colorful neon night scene was constantly left behind, and they remained silent, as if escaping from one world to another.

    Lu Zhizhou drove Meng Qing downstairs to her house, braked the car, and he said the first sentence: "Here we are."

    Meng Qing got out of the car and bent over to adjust the skirt.

    Lu Zhizhou pushed the motorcycle and quietly watched her adjust her skirt.

    Meng Qing smoothed the folds of her skirt, straightened her waist and raised her head, bumping into Lu Zhizhou's deep eyes.

    "You..." Meng Qing turned her face aside, "Go back."

    Lu Zhizhou: "Yes."

    Meng Qing didn't go upstairs immediately, she stayed where she was for a while.

    Lu Zhizhou: "Is there anything else?"

    Meng Qing: "..." Dead straight man.

    "It's okay!" Meng Qing stomped her feet, turned around and ran into the unit door.

    When got home, Li Peiqin just came out of the kitchen.

    Meng Qing called her mother.

    Li Peiqin observed her expression, smiled and asked tentatively: "Li Yue sent you back?"

    Meng Qing paused while changing shoes: "Who is Li Yue?"

    Li Peiqin looked at her and sighed: "Didn't you go on a blind date today?"

    "Oh——" Meng Qing dragged her voice for a long time, recalling, "After we had lunch at noon, we...separated."

    Li Peiqin followed up and asked about today's blind date: "What do you think of Li Yue? Aunt Zhang is right, right? Is he good-tempered and easy-going?"

    Aunt Zhang is a friend of my parents for many years, and she is also the introducer of this blind date.

    "It's okay." Meng Qing changed her shoes, hesitated for a while, and felt that there was no need to hide it, "Mom, don't you know that Li Yue is Lu Zhizhou's cousin?"

    Li Peiqin was stunned for a moment: "Of course I don't know. If I knew, I would definitely not let you go."

    "I saw Lu Zhizhou today." Meng Qing said bluntly, "He was there during the blind date."

    "What does he mean? He actually still has the face to go on a blind date with you..."

    There is only one daughter, Meng Qing, who has been doted on since childhood.

    When Meng Qing graduated from university and wanted to start a business and open a studio, Li Peiqin and her husband supported her with both hands and feet, and chose an office for her in the Cultural Park. The conditions were good, but Meng Qing ran to a small place in the old city, must open the studio there.

    Li Peiqin couldn't hold back her daughter, Meng Qing acted like a baby, so she let her go.

    After Meng Qing brought Lu Zhizhou home, Li Peiqin realized that Meng Qing was running after him.

    At first, just looking at the appearance, Li Peiqin and her husband were quite satisfied with Lu Zhizhou, but later...

    The more Li Peiqin spoke, the more excited she became, and at the end, she even wiped away her tears.

    "Mom, crying at night will make the bags under your eyes worse." Meng Qing stepped forward and hugged Li Peiqin's arm, coaxed her for a while, and then said good things to Lu Zhizhou, "The last time Lu Zhizhou left without saying goodbye, it seems that he...has some difficulties."

    It is no problem to confess to parents that will reunite with Lu Zhizhou, but Meng Qing will not tell them that Lu Zhizhou left without saying goodbye two years ago to save the world.

    Whoever believes this kind of secondary speech is a fool.

    "But I'm different." Meng Qing thought to himself, "I can see the barrage above his head."

    Meng Qing decided to keep this secret and not tell anyone.

    "What reasons does he have? Gentle, don't be fooled by sweet words." Li Peiqin persuaded her daughter earnestly, "Don't let him say a word that doesn't hurt or itch, and you will forget everything."

    "I know." Meng Qing changed the subject, "Is there any food at home? I'm hungry."

    "Yes, yes." Li Peiqin hurriedly said, "Your father and I haven't had dinner yet, and the last dish is missing. The soy sauce at home is used up, and your father went downstairs to buy soy sauce."

    While talking, Meng Xingxue came back with a bottle of soy sauce, opened the door and said, "I just saw Lu Zhizhou in the community."

    After speaking, he raised his head and saw Meng Qing, he laughed and went over: "Qing is back? Have you had dinner yet?"

    Meng Qing stepped forward to take the soy sauce bottle, wondering: "Lu Zhizhou is still in the community? What is he doing?"

    The word "return" reveals many meanings.

    Meng Xingxue and Li Peiqin looked at each other.

    Meng Qing pretended not to see their expressions, she didn't want to say it anyway, Lu Zhizhou picked up a shared motorcycle and drove her all the way from the old city to the high-tech zone.

    Meng Xingxue coughed and said, "Lu Zhizhou pushed a motorcycle, and when he saw me, he greeted me proactively. I asked him what he was doing, and he said that the shared motorcycle was out of battery..."

    Meng lightly supported his forehead.

    It's very reasonable. After all, the old city and the high-tech zone are separated by more than half of Jiangbei City. The distance is long and consumes a lot of electricity.

    "Gently, give me the soy sauce. Follow me to the kitchen to wash your hands and bring out the soup I made." Li Peiqin urged, "The other dishes are getting cold."

    Meng Qing obediently went to the kitchen with Li Peiqin.

    Meng Xingxue looked at his daughter's back, thought of Lu Zhizhou, and sighed heavily.

    During the meal, the family had a tacit understanding, and no one took the initiative to mention Lu Zhizhou's name.And because Li Yue was Lu Zhizhou's cousin, they even avoided the blind date altogether.

    Meng Qing ate quickly, and couldn't wait to push the bowl and stand up: "Mom and Dad, I'm done eating."

    "What are you in a hurry to do?"

    "Make a small skirt." Meng Qing casually found a reason, "There is an order for a skirt that has not been completed yet, and it will be shipped tomorrow."

    After closing the tailor shop on Guhe Street, Meng Qing didn't open a studio again, but just took some private orders here and there.

    "Remember to turn on the lights, so as not to tire your eyes." Li Peiqin said with concern.

    "Know it."

    Meng Qing went back to her room and closed the door, kicked off her slippers, rushed to the soft princess bed, rolled around a few times with the octopus pillow in her arms, and laughed loudly.

    "I can read minds."

    "Lu Zhizhou, you have today too."

    "Let you be cold and talk less, and make you noble."

    Today's barrage completely betrayed Lu Zhizhou.

    Meng Qingshuang crooked.

    "Lu Zhizhou has always called himself the king in the barrage, I don't know what kind of king he is."

    Meng Qing grabbed the beard of the octopus pillow and guessed to herself: "The devil king? The dragon king? The king of the mountain?"

    The pattern of the king of the mountain will not be big enough to save the world, first ruled out.

    If it is the Demon King——

    The first thing Meng Qing thought of was the image of the little devil with two pointed horns protruding from his head.

    The demon king's horns, Meng Qing grabbed the hand of the octopus pillow, and his eyes shone instantly.

    Horns, whiskers, tentacles, etc., hehehe.

    She has seen and touched Lu Zhizhou's human body, and she is sure that there are no such things as horns, tails and tentacles, but if he is a demon king, he will always have a real body.

    "What will the real body be?"

    Meng Qing's eyes fell on the octopus pillow, thoughtful.

    Human tentacles are one of Meng Qing's xp.

    Since it is xp, in her case, tentacles have nothing to do with uncomfortable negative descriptions such as horror and nausea. The pronoun of tentacles is shasha!

    Tentacles are for sex!

    Meng Qing buried her face on the octopus pillow, a bunch of messy plot images emerged in her mind, the most outrageous one was that Lu Zhizhou pretended to be indifferent when he was having sex, but his head was full of lines of workmouth barrage...

    Meng Qing's cheeks and neck were flushed.

    "Ding dong."

    A message notification came in on the phone.

    Meng Qing took away the octopus pillow and patted her hot face to cool herself down. When she picked up the phone and saw the news, she started to burn again.

    A friend request, leaving a note: "I am Lu Zhizhou."

    Without a note, Meng Qing also knew that he was Lu Zhizhou.

    Lu Zhizhou's WeChat avatar has not changed.

    When they were together, Meng Qing hand-painted a pair of Q-version head portraits, one for herself and the other for Lu Zhizhou to use.After Lu Zhizhou disappeared, Meng Qing deleted his friend and unilaterally changed her profile picture.

    Meng Qing held her red cheeks in her hands, and stared at Lu Zhizhou's Q-version love head for a moment.

    Although when she first met Lu Zhizhou, Meng Qing swore that she would never have anything to do with Lu Zhizhou again, but...she wanted to know what Lu Zhizhou's real body was.

    If he really has tentacles, she will have to play with them first.

    Meng Qing snorted and accepted Lu Zhizhou's friend request.

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