He stood for a while, then got up and walked into the room, threw the phone on the sofa, and walked towards the bedroom.
Halfway through, he stopped again, and glanced sideways at the piano beside him lazily. The boy walked over, lowered his eyelashes calmly, and opened the piano cover.
Fair and beautiful fingers brushed the black and white piano keys, Chen Chu sat down on the piano bench, a sneer appeared on his bright red lips, his eyes were calm, and his thick and curly eyelashes drooped down.
The slender fingers jumped flexibly, and the sunlight cast on the fair skin, slightly dazzling. While the music was flowing, the young man's beautiful eyebrows were indifferent, and his demeanor was cold and thin.
After playing a song, his white fingers lay flat on the keys, and he looked down at the piano for a while. The noble young master frowned slightly, and then looked sideways at the mobile phone in the distance.
It hasn't sounded yet.
Xiaobawang's temper flared up, he stood up and walked coldly towards the phone, picked it up, skillfully pressed a series of numbers, paused, and then deleted more skillfully.
It's been a few days!
The long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the young Qiancha's eyes were lowered, and his lips were pursed with displeasure.
He dropped his phone and prepared to leave again.
But just as he took a step, the phone vibrated.
Chenchu paused.
The beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and the light brown color seemed to light up slightly. The young man turned around and picked up the phone. When he saw the familiar number, the corners of his lips curled triumphantly. He pressed the answer button, and leaned close to Bai Nen's ear, listening to the voice on the other end.
Yu Chu knew that he could not speak, lest his voice be exposed. She didn't say that she was a girl, and she said with great interest, "Hey, it's me. Are you at the comic show?"
On the other side of the phone, the little beautiful boy was sitting on the sofa, wrinkling his white fingers slightly, and frowning in confusion.
he can't talk...
Yu Chu continued to answer the conversation in a considerate manner: "I'm going to the comic exhibition, if it's convenient for you, can we meet?"
Xiaobawang's eyes lighted up slightly, and he wanted to nod, but he couldn't speak, so he hesitated for a while, holding the phone in both hands, lowered his eyes, and let out a small hum.
In order not to be exposed, the young master suppressed his voice very aggrievedly. When the sound of a cat's milk came out, Chen Chu himself completely turned black.
How does this sound! So milky!
He secretly took a deep breath to suppress his temper, but he heard the person over there suddenly laugh. The young man was slightly stunned, and the anger that made the milky voice dissipated slightly. Holding the phone in his hand, he heard the man say goodbye to him happily, and he did not forget to tell him, "Remember to come here, I will wait for you."
Xiaobawang let out a babyish groan again.
After hanging up the phone, the boy Qiancha raised his eyes, opened the closet to change clothes in a good mood, swept his white fingers across a row of clothes, and curled his lips proudly.
Young master, with his appearance, sure enough, that person still couldn't help calling, and even made an appointment to meet directly, huh.
After thinking triumphantly, ignoring his sudden joyful mood, the young man frowned and scanned a row of clothes, suddenly realizing a serious problem.
The other party is a man.
And he thought he was a woman.
So how to meet him? Just go like this, and then directly say that you are a boy or a girl
It was rare for Chen Chu to hesitate.
Will he be regarded as a pervert by that person...
But if you don't confess, what should you do...
Slowly thinking of a feasible method, the expression on Xiaobawang's doll-like beautiful face gradually changed.
Impossible for the second time in this life...
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"What? Boss, what did you say?!"
The young man who heard the request looked horrified.