Xiao Rui looked up at the two people behind him: "Aren't you tired of teasing her every day?"
Lu Sicheng patted the head of the person standing on the chair: "If you get tired of it all at once, wouldn't the street be full of stray cats and dogs."
The nursery rhyme thought about it and felt that something was wrong: "Who are you calling a cat or a dog!"
Just as Lu Sicheng was about to answer, he suddenly turned his head as if he saw something, and saw Lu Yuezheng sitting in the back row with his legs crossed, chewing gum, and pointing his mobile phone at him... At this moment, Lu Sicheng turned around and sat down. Mingshen next to him patted his leg, Lu Yue gave a "hmm", and didn't put down his hand holding the phone—
Lu Sicheng asked blankly, "What are you doing?"
Lu Yue answered without hesitation: "Help you come out of the closet."
Nursery Rhyme: "????"
What the hell is coming out of the closet
Mingshen put aside his smile, Lu Yue wrote "No thank you" with a lazy face, Lu Sicheng walked over and grabbed the phone from his brother's hand, took a look and found that it was too late, Lu Yue had already The recorded thing was sent to the WeChat of a person named [Ms. Wang]…
Lu Sicheng clicked on the video and glanced at it. The video was very focused and just recorded the few seconds when the nursery rhyme jumped on the chair and grabbed Lu Sicheng's phone, and then the car shook her whole body and threw herself on him... There is also Lu Yue's friendship at the bottom of the video. Words—
[Yueqiuren: When someone was interviewed just now, she was the one who couldn't stop boasting with her eyes full of spring.]
Lu Sicheng: "..."
God fucking eyes with spring.
Lu Sicheng smashed the mobile phone back on the festive face of Lu Yue with a black face like the bottom of a pot, the latter raised Mingshen's arm hilariously to protect him in front of him, Mingshen smiled, and said in a calm tone: "All Stop it."
Lu Sicheng pointed at the tip of Lu Yue's nose through Mingshen and threw a sentence "you wait for me", and sat back to his seat with long legs to send a message—
She leaned on the back of the chair like a nursery rhyme and watched it for a while. She had never seen Lu Sicheng type so fast... She pursed her lips, raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Yue: "Did you record the video? Who did you send it to? Nope. Did you post it online?"
"What's the point of posting on the Internet," Lu Yue rolled his eyes, "I'm not that low-level."
Hearing Lu Yue's words, Lu Sicheng stopped typing quickly, looked up at Lu Yue, his face full of silent accusations... After a pause, he said indifferently, "You are lower than you think."
So Lu Yue laughed even more happily.
…
When we got to the Korean restaurant, everyone got off the bus one after another. Lu Sicheng was still sending messages, and Lu Yue walked behind him and said sarcastic words: "It's useless, now Ms. Wang is in a meeting, and she will definitely read my WeChat first. , because she is more likely to worry about whether her youngest son will be locked up for fighting again and send WeChat to urge her to pay the ransom... "
Lu Sicheng thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was the case. After glancing at Lu Yue and telling him to shut up, he quit the chat software.
A group of seven or eight people sat down in the box of the Korean restaurant. Lu Sicheng put down his mobile phone and said to go to the bathroom. The rest of them each carried a menu to order. The menu has learned to be calm, and she chose a potato cake worth 68 yuan. She closed the menu and looked around—
At this moment, Lu Sicheng's phone vibrated on the table.
Tong Yao looked back and the man didn't mean to come back, so she stretched her head out and glanced at it. The caller ID was [Mrs. Lu]. Tong Yao stared at it for a while, thinking about who Lu Sicheng was so nervous typing after being recorded on the screen. The way I explained it, I felt like I understood something...
The nursery rhyme was a little more complicated.
Then he poked Lu Yue, who was sitting beside him, with his elbow: "You just messed around, and now your sister-in-law is calling."
"What sister-in-law?" Lu Yue, who was talking to Mingshen with his head twisted and hiding behind the menu, turned his head in confusion, glanced at Lu Sicheng's mobile phone on the table, and calmly said "Oh", "You help him pick up."
"I'll take a fart, it's not a big deal to watch the fun, right, dead child."
Tong Yao reached out and slapped Lu Yue, Lu Yue chuckled lightly and was about to say something when Lu Sicheng opened the door of the box and came in. He glanced at the phone on the table that just hung up because no one answered, and asked casually. Sentence: "Who is it?"
Tong Yao straightened her back, and for some reason she always felt as if she had done something bad: "It seems like your girlfriend."
Lu Sicheng glanced at her inexplicably, and the nursery rhyme pointed to his mobile phone: "The caller ID 'Mrs. Lu'... Ah, I just glanced at it and saw it, it wasn't intentional—"
"Shut up, I didn't say anything," Lu Sicheng picked up the phone and glanced at the missed call. He paused, knowing that the person beside him had probably misunderstood something, so he said lightly, "It's not that Mrs. Lu."
Nursery Rhyme: "?"
Just as he was talking, the phone Lu Sicheng was holding in his hand rang perseveringly, and the caller ID was still the same [Mrs. Lu]... Tong Yao immediately straightened her back and looked at Lu Sicheng nervously, staring at her with a tense expression on her face. The captain swiped the screen to answer the call and said "hello".
The nursery rhyme subconsciously held her breath.
Lu Sicheng didn't speak after a brief answer. At this time, he didn't know what was said on the phone. The man fiddled with the tableware in front of him and said in a casual tone: "Speak slowly, what's the hurry, I can't speak clearly, and Aren't you in a meeting?... Sneak out halfway? Your company is going to go bankrupt, making you so messed up?"
Intimate tone. Sherlock Holmes analyzed the rumor with no expression on his face. This kind of complaint is not a complaint, but more of a connivance tone, and it is his girlfriend who is correct.
... Although it is suspected of being too broad-minded, since the nursery rhyme joined the team, he has never heard Lu Sicheng speak to anyone in such a tone.
"—what, who isn't, my teammate... why do you compliment her, what's wrong with me complimenting her for playing well?"
The low voice of the man next to him came into his ears, and the nursery rhyme fell silent for a while, feeling that his stomach acid was about to rise to the throat, and he glanced around the other people with natural expressions, not in the slightest anxious about the fire in their captain's harem...
But the nursery rhymes were different. She had already begun to imagine that the little girl on the other end of the phone was so angry that Lu Yue posted a video. She ran out halfway through the meeting and called her boyfriend to ask her guilt. Maybe she was still angry. Cry, and then follow the flag set up by the nursery rhyme before [Although I don't know who will have the honor to be your Mrs. Lu in the future, I have begun to envy her a little now] This kind of flag—
… … … … Now that I think about it, it seems a bit framed
Nursery Rhymes raised her palms and wiped her face tiredly—
In the future, ZGDX is afraid that there will be no linkage between the middle and lower lanes, and the audience members have questioned: this mid-laner teleportation skill only flies on the road.
Thinking of this, nursery rhyme began to have difficulty breathing.
"—Are you coming to Shanghai? What are you doing here? My summer split has started, and I don't have time to accompany you to fool around."
In the voice of Lu Sicheng's gradually losing patience, Nursery Yao's buttocks moved towards Lu Yue's side, and the cold air whizzed past her neck. At the same time she needed to seek a sense of security, she could not wait to use barbecue sauce between her and Lu Sicheng. Draw thirty-eight lines for innocence—
Also come to Shanghai for a field trip!
WTF!
Little girl, your boyfriend seems to be pretty good, but you really don't need to tie his pants to the belt. Speaking of you, you want to win love with a knife, do you think that the fat man who fights with your boyfriend every day looks more suspicious? I saw him yesterday. Hang on your boyfriend's hand and let him take him to the top!
And this time.
He seemed to feel a scorching gaze sweeping across the back of his hand holding the phone. Lu Sicheng, who was on the phone, paused, showing a helpless expression, and turned his head to the person beside him who was staring at him. The mouth shape said: My mother.
Nursery Rhyme: "..."
Oh.
Whoa whoa.
Therefore, there is no "little girl who was crying with anger".
...not really "that Mrs. Lu".
The nursery rhyme twisted her head back and stared at the tip of the chopsticks of the bowl and chopsticks in front of her—
Now, she can breathe freely again.