Bamboo horse is not a gentleman

Chapter 2

Yuan Qing felt that he was not pissed off to death, which was entirely due to his constantly improving ability to fight against Lu Bai during the long-term struggle.

So, she stretched out her hand expressionlessly:

"Give me the card and key."

"What?"

"Since you successfully ruined my blind date again, instead of repenting, you are complacent and think you've got it. Therefore, you are punished to buy vegetables and cook, and you are responsible for today's dinner. I am only responsible for eating, and I don't care about the rest."

"Okay." Lu Bai obediently handed her the access control card and key, and then shrugged, "It's a pity, I recently met a guy who is pretty good in every way, and I wanted to introduce you to him, but look You don't look sincere, so let it go."

When Yuan Qing's brain went from crashing to returning to normal operation, he found himself pushing a supermarket trolley, which was piled with juicy cabbage, greens and radishes.

Hey, wait, what's wrong? !

"What about chicken wings, pork chops and fish?"

"I found out I—forgot my wallet?"

"what?!"

"I drove out early in the morning, and Xiao Yang's coffee doesn't cost money, so I didn't find out until now." Lu Bai finished speaking confidently, picked up a bottle of soy sauce, and put it in her cart.

At this moment, no one is more hopeful than Yuan Qing that a UFO will descend from the sky, drop a ladder of light, and completely take away this monster in front of him.Frustrated, she had no choice but to take out the wallet from the small satchel on her back, and emptied four crumpled bills.

"No money?"

"Who said that, I forgot to bring it." Yuan Qing hurriedly avoided Lu Bai's gaze, and threw the empty wallet back into the satchel with the speed of a leopard.

There are still five days until the payday, and the money at the head of the bed is already exhausted, and I have to start losing weight for the rest of the day.

However, Yuan Qing always wanted face, and he would never allow himself to expose his embarrassment in front of Lu Bai.

Lu Bai's home is very close to the supermarket, and it only takes about 3 minutes to drive from Chaoxiao Road to Qingzhu Community, a mid-range residential area with a gym and garden.After Lu Bai parked the car, he and Yuan Qing walked into a [-]-story apartment building next to the gym, and then took the elevator to the tenth floor.

Borrowing the light of the corridor sensor light, Lu Bai took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

"Gah!!!" There was a strange cry from the invisible entrance, and Yuan Qing, who was following behind him, almost threw the bag of cabbage out in fright.

Lu Bai coughed lightly, his voice full of coercion: "Caesar."

The strange voice disappeared, replaced by a soft, waxy and delicate voice:

"こんにちは!"

"speak Mandarin."

"Hello, writer Lydda."

This good name made Lu Bailong very happy. He raised the corners of his lips and couldn't help snorting softly. He felt the light switch at the door familiarly. When the light turned on, one of them jumped up and down on the wooden shelf in the living room, bumping its head. A few dull-haired cockatoos showed their original shape.

Caesar's original name is Nana, originally Xiao Yang's pet, somehow fell into the palm of the writer Lu Da, who has always ignored cats and dogs, and trained him from a cute subject to a bendable one-forced subject.

Because he was carrying a large bag and his hands were busy, Yuan Qing could only cast a flying eye at Caesar as a greeting, but the gentleman raised his neck and turned around lightly, leaving her with a gorgeous back...

Yuan Qing put the shopping bag in the entrance, changed into slippers and walked into the living room with the crystal chandelier. At the corner of the living room is the kitchen and bathroom, and further inside are the study, the master bedroom and the second bedroom.

Lu Bai is very fond of books and related movies of the Victorian period, and highly admires that era exuding a gorgeous and decadent atmosphere. To use a sentence in his novel to describe it, it is "like delicate shadows spreading on the red carpet like pigeon blood." Come, the extremely red red and the extremely black black spread together, I don’t know who will be drowned and who will disappear.” Therefore, all the furniture and furnishings in his room are in Victorian style, with a very distant sense of time, even in sunny days. On the day of , the tone is still rich and cold, and being in it, there seems to be an atmosphere that has nothing to do with the fireworks in the world.

By the way, does Lu Bai really want to introduce someone to her?Or did he come up with another trick to tease himself?Yuan Qing decided to turn passive into active, carrying Chinese cabbage in one hand and green vegetables and radishes in the other, followed him step by step into the kitchen, cleaned the vegetables very carefully, and actively shredded the radishes and cabbage.

"It's rare to be so diligent today." Chef Lu, who was wearing an apron and quickly plugged in the rice cooker, said slowly.

"Lu Bai, that... who is that person?"

"Who?"

"That's what you said, the person who is not bad in all aspects?" Yuan Qing lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, washing knives and cutting boards in the sink. Looking from the side, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, making it hard to see. Clear her expression.

Lu Bai's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said lightly:
"Yeah, that kid is pretty handsome, has a car and a house, and has a career that sounds tall."

Yuan Qing has known the writer Lu Da for many years. He has a vicious tongue, a narrow mind and a very good self-esteem. He has never heard him praise others like this before, and even praised him like a flower. He couldn't help pricking up his ears:

"What's his name? Where is he from? Do I... want to see him?"

"That depends on your performance." Lu Bai raised his head, his face full of inscrutability, "First of all, we must reject other messy blind dates. I don't want to wash my eyes every weekend."

Yuan Qing was angry and funny: "It's not your blind date."

Lu Bai glanced at her: "The second condition is that you must be there whenever you are called, and you must not go back on what you promised me."

"When did I go back on what I promised you?!"

Lu Bai raised his eyebrows and showed his white teeth: "Okay, then it's such a happy decision, and now I allow you to leave."

A gentleman stays away from the kitchen is Lu Bai's life motto.It's a pity, for a golden bachelor who doesn't like supermarket bento and gutter oil takeaway, if he believes in the motto, he will starve to death.
However, it is also necessary to drive Yuan Qing away from the kitchen, he doesn't want a "cook idiot" who often makes mistakes with salt and sugar to help him.

Yuan Qing went out of the kitchen and went to hook up with Caesar out of boredom, but when the hookup failed, he was pecked and had to leave in despair.

Wandering around in the living room, turned on the TV and changed three channels at once. Although the TV series were different, the themes were exactly the same: "Warring States Era of Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law", "When a Mother-in-law Meets a Mother" and "How a Wife Is Made" ".Yuan Qing had no choice but to give up completely. For those who have not yet started, it is better not to watch such high-level martial arts competitions, so as not to have the feeling of "you think you don't need to take the exam when you get into university, but everything is just the beginning".

After turning off the TV, Yuan Qing strolled into the study unsteadily.

As long as Lu Bai is not writing, the study room is open to her for free.

The furnishing of the study is very simple, only a table, a chair, a light gray sofa and a small coffee table, a laptop is placed on the table, and behind the chair is a simple wall bookshelf, on which are neatly arranged various types of novels.The top layer contains some foreign novels: "The Portrait of Dorian Gray", "Dr. Jekyll", "The Da Vinci Code", "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "Ulysses", and the middle layer is the Chinese version Detective novels like Sherlock Holmes, The Man Who Disappeared and Famous Paintings Are Always Stolen are some witty, some complex, and some are even funny.At the bottom are Lu Bai's own works, from the debut novel "Inferior Creatures" published in college, the trilogy of "Blindness" series to the first novel "Innocence" created after graduation and the latest novel "Wake Up". ", the world constructed by these works is full of darkness and obscurity in Yuan Qing's eyes, and it belongs to the kind of territory that she is afraid to avoid and never wants to touch.

Yuan Qing habitually picked up Lu Da's new works from the bookshelf, and then sat down on the sofa opposite the desk. The sofa cover exuded a faint familiar and reassuring body odor. It often became a place for Lu Bai to rest.She subconsciously stroked the sofa cover which had a soft texture like skin, and then lazily sank her whole body into it with the book in her arms.

The smell of food wafted from the kitchen. Lu Bai thoughtfully untied his apron, came out of the kitchen, looked at the empty living room, then went to the study, and soon found his novel on the sofa as a quilt cover. Someone drooling in sleep.

In a daze, Yuan Qing suddenly felt a pain in the tip of his ear, and woke up suddenly, and saw Lu Bai's magnified straight face, and a pair of eyes looking at him through the lens with a half-smile:

"It's really not easy. I actually fell asleep with my new book in my arms until my saliva drools on it. Is it not exciting enough or can it be hypnotized?"

Yuan Qing suddenly jumped up from the sofa, quickly wiped the inside and outside of the book with his sleeve, and then carefully put the tome back in its original place:
"Illusion, it's just an illusion. Don't you know that my EQ is basically contributed to Korean dramas, and I basically don't read novels."

"The last time I saw you were reading a novel written by a guy named Green Rabbit on your mobile phone."

"Hey, how can her story of a little girl falling in love with a domineering president be compared with your novel? To me, you are an existence on the same level as Kafka!" He jumped out like money, afraid that he would be kicked out by the self-respecting writer Lu Da to drink the northwest wind before the golden dinner at the head of the bed was served.

"Really? I didn't expect you to have such terribly high expectations of me." Lu Bai said with a slight smile, "I remember when you were in the University of Political Science and Law, you and Xia Weiwei both chose literature majors, and they liked to compete with each other in everything. Next, even the graduation thesis has to choose the same subject as hers, to analyze the meaning of Kafka's novel "The Castle", and the result—"

Under Lu Baijiong's watchful gaze, Yuan Qing began to shift his gaze unnaturally, scratching his head and ears.

"As a result, you haven't finished reading Chapter 1 of "The Castle", and you have already slept in the dark, the sun and the moon are dark, and after waking up, you simply turn to the last chapter, and then go crazy, because the old man Kafka didn't understand it at all. The novel is finished. I helped you finish the last paper."

"Your memory is really excellent." Yuan Qing praised through gritted teeth.

"Watching someone sleep in the library every day, drooling, and finally waking up, pulling his hair like a convulsion, it is naturally impressive. So in a place like a university where you are competing for appearance, you are actually well-known, Then someone came to me and asked me 'Who is that girl who always sits across from you?'”

"Oh, how did you answer?"

"Answer truthfully—passerby A."

Yuan Qing: ...

As long as the two meet, there is never a time when they don't fight.As for the result, either Yuan Qing's bickering ended in failure, or the phone in her pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Yuan Qing pressed the call button, and a female voice full of resentment, weeping and complaining about death instantly floated into her ears, successfully making all her hairs stand up:
"Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)

"One more beep and I'll hang up."

"Yuan Qing, you have no conscience, do you still remember Xia Weiwei by the Daming Lake?!"

(End of this chapter)