Duplicity Lou Yuqing Love Guanzhi~ What should I say about him, my new cohabitant, in the love chapter?

He is innocent, optimistic, and has a very warm and cheerful personality compared to him. Every time he is angry, he will just scold him as "nuisance". He is obviously angry, but he has the air of a child acting coquettishly, which makes him always

He couldn't help but want to mess with her more and take a look at her cute expression; he admitted that he was a bit perverted and evil-minded, but because of her, everything in life was worth looking forward to... How to describe her opposite-sex roommate?

Basically, he can be said to be an easy person to get along with, and his requirements are reasonable. The only problem is his mouth, and he needs to relearn the art of speaking; he is used to telling the truth, but not used to revealing his true feelings. He always has to beat around the bush. She

It was a bit hard to guess, but the more I guessed, the more I couldn't let go of him. I wanted to be nice to him, and wanted to hear him say a gentle and sincere word... How did all this happen?

Liang Wenxin was completely speechless as he stared at the baby-faced girl in front of him who was small, had a sweet smile, and had a round and tender face like a red apple. She was looking at him with a pair of big black and white eyes.

"Senior, can I go in?" the other party asked sincerely.

Thinking back again and again, it seemed like two months ago, his roommate, a fellow student with whom he had no friendship, had graduated and had just received his military order. It happened that his neighbor was going to study in Taichung and was not assigned to a school dormitory. Based on the principle of taking care of fellow villagers.

, and asked him casually: "How about letting the neighbor pay for my lease?" He didn't worry at all at the time. After all, they were all brats with no hair, so they each paid their own rent and lived their own lives.

No matter who he wants to live with.

It had been so long since I had left the life of a dead college student that I had long forgotten what summer vacation was. Two months later, I saw this little guy coming to my door carrying all my belongings.

He expected to be a dead kid, but he didn't expect to be a yellow-haired girl!

So what is it like now?

Do you want to call him a daddy?

No way!

"Acheng said that he had discussed it with you." But Acheng didn't say, you are a woman!

Liang Wenxin felt sulky and had nowhere to go.

What is this girl thinking?

If she lives with a grown man, aren't she afraid that he will become animalistic and attack her in the middle of the night?

Or are you too confident about yourself?

After looking it up and down, you're right, he doesn't have such a good appetite. Who would chew on tender bean sprouts that are not fully developed when there is a lot of fish and meat?

He glanced at her slightly flat chest with disgust.

"Senior──" Looking up at him with pleading eyes.

Can she go in?

The luggage was so heavy, and it was a bit far from the bus stop. She had been walking for a long time, and her legs were sore from standing there.

"I'm not your senior." Basically, he's not Ah Cheng's. He just went to the same junior high school eight hundred years ago, and he was always impressed by his classmates. It's a habit of these fellow villagers to recognize their relatives halfway.

?

No wonder Ah Cheng’s senior voice sounded particularly guilty and flattering that day.

What can be done now?

Even if he wants to kill people, he must first settle the affairs of Xiao Dou Ya.

He sighed, lazily turned sideways to let her into the room, and pointed to the innermost room at the end.

"Do you need help?" He said so, with his hands folded across his chest and leaning on the shoe cabinet. There was no sign of movement at all. It was obvious that he was "I'm just saying polite words, don't take it seriously."

"No, thank you." I didn't receive his lack of sincerity, so I thanked him politely.

You can't tell that the tender bean sprouts are small in size, but they are quite strong.

He went around to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, sipped it, and shook his hand at her who was putting away her luggage.

"Come on, little one, let's talk." How young is she?

She stood forward unconvinced, looked up at him blankly, and when she was about to protest, she couldn't help but blurt out: "How tall are you?" He glanced at her with a half-smile.

"One hundred and eighty-four." He was taller than her.

Wow!

This is an astronomical figure for her.

She shut her mouth angrily. Compared with him, 160 was indeed a little kid.

"Senior, how can I grow as tall as you?" Her?

Reincarnation is faster.

"I'm not your senior." I reiterated.

Stop insulting him. If this kid calls him senior, people will think that he is as young as her, okay?

"It's not impossible for you to live in. I only have a few requirements. First, I can't control your schedule. You can do it day or night. I just want a quiet living space. I'm afraid of noise. Second, I'll provide you with your three meals a day.

I don’t care. You can cook or eat out. I just want a clean living space. I’m afraid of being dirty. Thirdly, I can’t care about your interpersonal relationships. I don’t care if you have friends or friends. I just want you to take care of them and don’t bother me. Finally.

One thing, I have no control over your clothes. You are not allowed to walk around in disheveled clothes. I don’t want to get needles. Are there any questions? "These are very basic requirements!

It sounds like her new roommate is not difficult to get along with.

She smiled broadly.