Chapter 5: Five yuan

The uninvited guest apparently knew Chuchu, and Yin Mingshuo didn't seem to want to discuss certain topics with Chuzhi while others were there. His face was disgruntled, and he turned his head, glancing with hostility at the side. the man.
Lu Jiaheng didn't care much about him. His attention at this moment was all on the little cutie in front of him, and his eyelids didn't lift.
Yin Mingshuo took a deep breath, adjusted his facial expression, and turned his head back to look at Chu Garden: "Then I will go first and wait for my phone in two days, okay?"
Churi's attention was not on him, and he didn't pay attention to what he said. He waved his hand and said goodbye to him.
It's okay to not shake this hand. With a slap, she just licked the vanilla ice cream with just two mouths and left the egg roll directly, and fell round to the ground.
"..."
tAt...
At first, he wanted to cry without tears.
"Do you like vanilla?"
"I think the cherry flavor is also delicious."
"This house also has mango yogurt."
"Or chocolate?"
In the kiosk, the girl in military training uniform was lying in front of the freezer, looking at the cuteness of all kinds of taste inside, completely unsure of her idea.
Behind her, the tall man stood there without speaking, watching her tangled.
The girl’s military training hat has been removed, her hair has been pressed for a whole day, and the hair band is loose, and a small bunch of ponytails collapses softly, and all the broken hair on the temples runs out like a little lunatic. .
The little madman struggled for five minutes, and finally turned his head dissatisfied and asked him, "Which flavor do you want?"
"It's all right," Lu Jiaheng took a hook at the corner of his lips, leaning his hand against the shelf with his pocket leaning lightly, intending to put a forcible, but the shelf was too full, and the bags of jelly piled on it all fell to the ground.
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
He was about to squat down, and Bari sighed with care, and walked over to help him pick them up.
Rape crouched in front of him and rolled into a ball to pick up fudge, which turned into a cabbage.
All were picked up, the cabbage stood up, and bag after bag was stuffed back on the shelves.
He stood sideways, and she stood in front of him, not even reaching his shoulders, and raised her small arms no higher than him.
While putting the sugar, he looked up at him with his head tilted up: "Then buy you cherry flavor?"
Lu Jiaheng's thoughts fluttered a bit, nodded absently, and said a little "um".
When I first paid to pay, the proprietress of the shop looked at her with a smile, and quietly leaned over and whispered, "What is your boyfriend's name now, arrogant?"
At first he was stunned, his neck stretched out and his boss biting her ear: "Auntie, he is not my boyfriend, and this is not called Pride."
The boss lady obviously misunderstood, still smiling: "Then you have to work harder, if you like, you can take the initiative."
Chuichi quickly shook his head: "No, I don't mean that to him."
The aunt apparently didn't believe it. The girl with a thin face was so embarrassed that she was embarrassed and handed her ice cream.
Hatsuri took the cutie and walked to the door and raised it in front of him.
Lu Jiaheng didn't answer, so he looked down.
Hatsumi shook his hand and urged him: "Hurry and eat, it will turn into a while."
The man let out a slow "Oh" sound, reached over and took it, bent his lips, and said slowly: "I just thought about it, I still want to eat vanilla."
Chuichi: "..."
After Churi went back in and bought him a vanilla flavor, the cherry flavor in the hand of the person standing at the door had been peeled off, and the pink egg roll wrapping paper was torn off by a third, revealing the inside ice cream.
Seeing her coming out, the man took the vanilla stick in her hand, and handed over the cherry scent: "The one just fell off."
Speaking of this, Chuichi was still a little embarrassed, hanging his head: "I just didn't really mean that, mainly--"
"mainly?"
Churi hesitated, his voice low: "You were too scary before..."
Lu Jiaheng ripped the cute blue wrapping paper on one side and couldn't help laughing.
Is it too bully?
He reflected for a second, but he didn't think so.
The two of them walked along the iron net of the tennis court with a cute and unhurried walk. After passing the previous multimedia building, Lu Jiaheng spoke: "Just that was your boyfriend?"
Churi rolls cherry flavor ice cream: "Ex-boyfriend."
He licked his lips and smiled, "It seems that I bothered him to prove his innocence."
At first, Shari shook his head, took a bite of the egg roll, and clicked with a clear sound: "I'm not a fool."
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"Things are not what you think. You listen to me and explain that my favorite is you—" There was no ups and downs in the first tone, and he mumbled slowly. "This eight-point soap opera line is very old-fashioned."
Lu Jiaheng didn't know why he was in a good mood, and nodded in agreement: "It's old fashioned."
"But he and his ex-girlfriend were able to nibble for so long," Chuichi sighed, biting the egg roll, "It's amazing."
The little girl next to him twitched up and down, and the inattentiveness made him even start to sympathize with her ex-boyfriend.
Fearing that she could not keep up, he specifically slowed down his steps, each step was like slow motion.
It wasn't even impatient yet.
Lu Jiaheng feels that his patience has never been better, probably because the temperature is right tonight.
The ice cream stopped cool at the tip of the tongue, and the sweet scent penetrated into the taste buds, giving the illusion that there was a touch of vanilla in the air.
The freshmen in the military training on the playground have long since dispersed. Only sporadic people are running and chatting. Halfway through, Lu Jiaheng's phone rings and he picks it up.
The voice over there was a bit loud, and even Chuchi could vaguely hear the voice. Sure enough, the man frowned in disgust, and took the phone far away, and waited a while before putting it back in his ear. "I heard."
Chuichi: "..."
Senior, what have you heard?
"Well, I will bring a person later."
"..."
Ok?
He hung up the phone, lowered his head, and there was an egg roll in his mouth at first, noticing the line of sight he was looking at, he also looked up at him.
Lu Jiaheng's mobile phone squeezed in his hand: "Have you eaten?"
Chuichi shook his head: "Go back to the bedroom and change clothes."
He nodded and said incomparably: "Come with me?" He paused, adding, "Have a friend's birthday."
In fact, this problem is just a walk through.
Lu Jiaheng thought.
After all, she should be unlikely to refuse.
At first I heard a little bit of awkwardness: "However, I told my roommate to eat together."
"..."
A villain popped out of his head and gave him a slap.
"Well, okay, then you go." Master Lu nodded without expression.
Chuichi is still a little helpless: "Then, wish your friends a happy birthday."
Young Master Lu, who had just been beaten but had no time to express his bereavement, suddenly paused after hearing the words for a second.
The two drew closer, his peach blossom eyes were black, his eyes were habitually raised, staring at her and laughing: "How do I wish?"
At first, he didn't expect that he would ask this question.
He was not in a hurry, he spoke slowly and repeated slowly, and seemed to be thoughtful in giving her time to digest and think: "How are you going to wish my friend a happy birthday?"
Then he looked at her with a distressed expression.
This is really a bit embarrassing.
Although Chuichi felt that he and the two of them had become familiar with them a lot today, but they really couldn't fall into the category of "acquaintances".
His friend's birthday seems to have less relationship with her.
At first, he groped his cheek gang, first flipped the pocket of his military uniform jacket, which contained only a small change, a mobile phone, and a sunscreen.
She sagged her shoulders, frowning under the man's playful gaze.
After a while, she suddenly pointed to the phone in his hand: "Can you lend me the phone?"
He raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, and handed her the phone.
The man’s mobile phone was not set with a code lock. He took the first call, swiped it away, looked for it for a while, and then opened the voice memo.
Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyes and watched her open the voice memo. Bai Nen's slender fingertips tapped the red record button, and then the phone moved slightly closer.
Start singing.
Lu Jiaheng was completely stunned.
Of course he knew how difficult this request was, and she couldn't help it.
He just wanted to bully her, to see how she was at a loss, to tease her, and then to touch the little head logically, sultry, comforting.
At half past six in the evening, the sun hid the horizon inch by inch, the sky had not completely darkened, and the street lights on the campus were already lit.
The little girl stood in front of him, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and sang a happy birthday seriously.
The voice is soft, the eyelashes are drooping, and the long and dense eyelashes are covered, like two small plush brushes.
She sang very slowly, each sound like a soft coconut milk candy, rolled in a chocolate sauce, sprinkled with white frosting, and handed him in front of him.
Lu Jiaheng stared at her without blinking, her throat suddenly itchy, and her throat rolled unconsciously.
Chuichi finished singing a happy birthday, paused, entered five words of happy birthday song, and stored it as a new voice memo.
After doing this, she returned the phone to him again, as if she thought it was too perfunctory and a little embarrassed.
He didn't speak, staring at the less than half-minute recording on his phone for a while.
Chuichi tilted his head and looked at him from bottom to top, with deer eyes clean and clear: "Senior, then I will go back first."
The senior raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes a little deep.
The little girl didn't see it, shook her arms and said goodbye to him, turned and jumped away.
Lu Jiaheng watched her back disappear, pinched the phone's lock screen in her hand, and stood still.
After standing there for three minutes, his shoulders suddenly collapsed and he laughed.
The voice is low and hoarse, a little confused, a little frustrated,
"It's not right..."
The author has something to say:
Master Lu was caught off guard by surprise. Who am I? where am I? How do I feel like I'm being teased? Impossible, this is not the same as saying yes.
Question: Does the female host today know the male host's name?
Answer: Sister! Have! ! ! !
Actually, I really think the name is not important, what do you think?