Zhuge Dali's boyfriend

Chapter 77 Saint Arlo
A few minutes before nine o'clock, Liu Jing was awakened by the doorbell. He opened his eyes with a very dissatisfied expression.

The world outside was bright and majestic, the blue sky was covered with a yellow light curtain, and the sunlight was a bit dazzling. Liu Jing rubbed his eyes and got up.

Who's going to knock on his door at this point?

Wearing white pajamas, he walked to the long corridor and saw the picture on the monitor screen. The girl was wearing a white shirt, a small gray suit with four white stripes on the arm, and a gray high-waisted white shirt. She wore a pleated skirt and a pair of fleece loafers on her feet.

Liu Jing smiled and opened the door.

"Hey, your breakfast." The girl picked up the breakfast and showed a happy smile.

"It's so early." Liu Jing signaled her to come in, then squatted down and took a pair of women's cotton slippers from under the shoe cabinet, and put them under Dali's feet.

"Sister Yifei gave me a task, saying that she would come to accompany you." He took off his shoes and put them on vigorously, giving him the illusion that Liu Jing was changing his shoes.

"Okay." Liu Jing got up and took the breakfast bag that Dali was carrying. He found that Dali paid attention to these details, so he bought a special breakfast bag, with interlayer and water cup slot.

Dali found that Liu Jing's movements really made people unable to think of resistance, so he put his left hand over and took the bag from her right hand, smoothly and naturally, as if the two were very close.

"What are you going to do after eating?" Liu Jing asked.

"Um, do you mean a date?" Dali was taken aback for a moment.

"Otherwise?" Liu Jing smiled.

"It's the first time I heard that two people were dating and they left from the man's house." He stuck out his tongue vigorously.

"Hahaha." Liu Jing smiled and walked vigorously to the living room.

They sat cross-legged on the rug next to the sofa, put breakfast on the glass table, and started planning.

Dali bought a lot, such as siu mai soy milk fritters, two tea eggs, a box of steamed buns, two meat pies, and finally a bowl of white porridge. The two chatted while eating.

"Why don't you sit at the dining table?" Dali asked, and then took a look at the decoration of Liu Jing's home. It seemed to be very casual, without a specific style. The long wooden table has a feeling of fusion of modern and ancient times.

“Breakfast would be better.”

"That's right." Dali pretended to understand and nodded, foolishly not knowing what he could say.

"Oh right, Sister Yifei said you were angry for getting up, why didn't you get angry when I told you to get up." Dali asked, completely unaware that he was digging a hole for himself.

"Because you are a pig, I don't want to be angry with a pig." Liu Jing took a sip of soy milk.

? ? ?Dali looked puzzled.

"Oh huh?"

"Forget it, pigs are very smart, you are not a pig." Liu Jing.

I'm worse than a pig? ? ?

"Then what am I?" Dali asked stupidly, his IQ dropped to the bottom.

"You're a puppy." Liu Jing said.

"what?"

"It can only be a puppy. If it doesn't even look like a dog, then wouldn't it be worse than a pig or a dog? Resign yourself to your fate." Liu Jing said.

".You are the real dog." Dali rolled his eyes, then suddenly remembered something, and continued.

"No, you're a silly cat."

?This time it was Liu Jing who slowly put out a question mark.

"Cats like to bully puppies. My friend's cat chases and beats dogs. Just like you, you always bully me." Dali said seriously.

".When did I ever bully you? My baby, it's too late for you."

"Oh!?" Swallowed vigorously, a little nervous: "Don't be ambiguous, refuse to be ambiguous, start with me."

Liu Jing smiled, touched Dali's little head, and said.

"Eat quickly, I'll take a shower after eating, and then go out."

"Oh." Dali obediently drank the soy milk with his head down, not noticing that the soy milk had been finished long ago, and the straw kept making the sound of "sucking and sucking".

Ugh.Liu Jing is helpless, silly boy.

Liu Jing went to take a shower, Zhuge Dali consciously cleared the table and sorted the garbage, then sat on the sofa and waited obediently.

After sitting like this for a few minutes, a strange feeling suddenly came to my heart.

Hey, why am I sitting at Liu Jing's house, and he's still taking a shower?
He will come out later and see me sitting here obediently, so cute, will he be wild, and then, tsk tsk tsk.

If he came over and grabbed my hand and pressed me on the sofa, should I resist?
Resist, for fear of hurting him, but if you don't resist, it's a bit bad to think about it.

Uh, what am I thinking, why is Liu Jing such a person, who controls my thoughts?what bastard!
The sound of rushing water kept coming from the bathroom. Zhuge Dali blushed a little when he thought of that scene, so he could only control himself not to think about it, but the more this happened, the more difficult it was to control, just like controlling himself not to imagine an elephant, a A computer, a cup, the picture has already appeared, and nothing can be erased.

I'd better get up and walk, thinking vigorously, she thinks she can't sit here anymore, she will go crazy.

So she stood up, intending to walk around and get acquainted with this territory that needs to be conquered in the future.

She first went to the study room. There were four bookcases, one for English books and one for Chinese books. Figures, the last cabinet is full of notebooks and loose paper.

Dali's attention was all concentrated on the last cabinet, after a few glances, he was dumbfounded.

All manuscripts!She walked over and looked at one casually.

: You are not allowed to beat my uncle, my uncle is a good man, he also gave me bread, you are not allowed to beat him.

This is the line of Aluo. At that time, Alan met Aluo for the first time in the ice and snow, and gave her a piece of bread. Then he was beaten by the crowd for promoting blasphemy. The little beggar, Aluo, rushed into the crowd to protect him , to everyone.

"You are not allowed to beat uncle, uncle is a good man, he also gave me bread, you are not allowed to beat him."

But how could people listen to a little beggar? They picked up the stick without the slightest hesitation. If the little beggar dared to stop him, they would fight together!

Seeing that the stick was about to fall on Ah Luo's head, she was just a poor beggar who was starving and skinny. If this thick wooden stick was beaten down, she might go to the sky to meet her mother and grandfather. At the critical moment, Ai Lun pulled her into his arms, turned over to protect her under him, countless people kicked him on the back, and many sticks hit him one after another, making a dull sound, like a kind of Powerless protest.

This is the kind of person who endured the beatings and reprimands of the world because of his dream, but facing the only little beggar who defended him, he smiled at her with infinite brilliance and care in his eyes.

Because she believed in him and supported him, he has always actually loved her.

A person's dream, as long as there is one person supporting it, it is enough.

Arlo fell in love with Alan at that moment. She was his only fanatical believer. She was willing to dedicate everything to him, soul, body, faith, anything.

Only if she is not obsessed, she must not be obsessed, because only she can love him so much, and she is willing to lose all of herself. Follow him down.

Zhuge Dali just looked at this piece of paper, and then turned it to the back, it happened to be a painting.

It was a sketch of the saint Allo, who looked exactly like Huang Yao.

Blasphemy is a dream, Arlo supported Alan's dream with all his love, and when Arlo died, this love dissipated.

In fact, Allen never knew, maybe even Liu Jing didn't know.

Why did he write Allen to death?Is it really just because I became the last god?Is it really just because the dream collapsed?The dragon-slaying boy finally became a dragon?Or, is there no reason to slay the dragon after the dragon slaying boy is gone?
Isn’t it all about the human aspect of God that destroys God in the end?
"What are you looking at?" Liu Jing's voice sounded from behind.

"Ah?" Zhuge turned around in a panic, and Liu Jing was standing behind him looking at her.

This time, she didn't hear his footsteps.

(End of this chapter)