If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi was forced to look up at Lu Wuqing.

From his angle, he could only see his nearly perfect jawline and his Adam's apple that was rolling up and down at the moment.

"Sleep with me, huh?"

A hoarse voice sounded in Song Chuyi's ears.

He blinked and asked tentatively: "What if I don't want to?"

Lu Wuqing chuckled lightly, very softly, but with a strong sense of presence.

"What do you think?"

His rhetorical question made Song Chuyi's hair stand on end, and he immediately agreed.

"Good good!"

He grabbed his arm and said, "Go to bed now!"

Anyway, he could just stand it while lying with his eyes closed!

Lu Wuqing lowered his head and glanced at Song Chuyi's hand, then suddenly bent down, jumped with his right hand from under his knees, and picked him up.

The sudden flight of his body made Song Chu hug Lu Wuqing's neck unconsciously, and his body felt a little tense.

In just a few steps, Lu Wuqing put the person on the bed without giving Song Chuyi a chance to speak.

Song Chuyi pulled the quilt over his head, revealing only a pair of round eyes.

Lu Wuqing lay down beside him, "Sleep."

He closed his eyes and didn't look at Song Chuyi again.

Song Chu responded "Yeah" in a small voice and followed his example and closed his eyes.

The breathing next to him gradually became calmer, and the man must have fallen asleep.

Song Chuyi quietly opened his eyes and was caught off guard by a pair of deep eyes.

His body stiffened and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Haha, sleep."

He quickly closed his eyes, not daring to open them again easily.

But he really couldn't sleep, so he started chatting with Xiao Tong with his eyes closed.

[Xiao Tong, how can I make Lu Wuqing feel family affection? 】

Xiaotong: [Host, I don’t know! 】

Song Chuyi didn't expect to get the answer from Xiao Tong, he just asked casually.

[Song's father and Song's mother have been away on business recently, and they probably won't be back for a while. I have to be with Lu Wuqing these days. 】

Song Chuyi thought about it and said, [Forget it, just treat these days as a holiday! 】

Even a 996 worker has one day off. How many days does he have to rest?

Song Chuyi, who found a reason for himself, tricked Xiao Tong into playing the TV series in his mind, and then started watching it with great interest.

It wasn't until dawn that he opened his eyes after watching the last episode of the TV series.

He pretended to have just woken up, and rubbed his eyes with his right hand, which was a little too hard, and there was a faint hint of red at the end of his eyes.

"Master Lu, good morning."

He said hello and saw Lu Wuqing looking at his mobile phone. He guessed that he was dealing with work, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

After the bathroom door closed, Lu Wuqing raised his eyes and glanced to the side, then reached out with his left hand. There was still Song Chuyi's residual warmth in the quilt, which came from the palm of his hand and quickly went to the tip of his heart, making him tremble inexplicably.

He took his hand back, pretended nothing happened, and continued looking at his phone.

It's just that the interface has stayed there without changing for a long time.

After Song Chuyi came out of the bathroom, he leaned against the door and stretched.

The slender waist was exposed again, and it was so white that it almost glowed under the rising sun.

"Master Lu, when will Brother Wang send the documents?"

"By the way, let him bring some breakfast~"

Lu Wuqing raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are good at summoning people."

His eyes stayed on that waist for a moment.

"Wang Si will be here in half an hour."

The voice was a little more hoarse.

"Okay!" Song Chuyi put down his hands and started waiting for his breakfast.

Because Song's mother was not at home, Wang Si sent the documents and breakfast directly to the bedroom.

Wang Si quietly looked at the young man sitting at the desk.

The young man bathed in the sun looks better than yesterday.

At this moment, Wang Si felt a cold wind rushing from his neck to his heart. He shuddered and looked at Lu Wuqing blankly.

Lu Wuqing's eyes were dark, with a hint of displeasure and warning.

Wang Si's heart skipped a beat, this...he just looked at it a few more times, and Master Lu became angry?

No...it can't be right?

He looked at Song Chuyi again, and the next second he heard Lu Wuqing's cold voice: "Assistant Wang, you can leave."

The intention of driving people away is already obvious.

Wang Si had a ridiculous guess in his mind, but he would never dare to ask it at this time.

After a quick response, Wang Si left quickly.

Lu Wuqing glanced sideways at Song Chuyi, who was having breakfast happily. His eyes were dim and his eyes were dark and unclear.

After breakfast, Lu Wuqing turned on the work mode, while Song Chuyi was playing with his mobile phone next to him.

That night, Song Chuyi coughed lightly as he finally watched Lu Wuqing finish his work.

"Master Lu, I have something to discuss with you, is that okay?"

Lu Wuqing frowned. For some reason, he didn't like the young man being so cautious.

This seems to indicate that there is still some distance between them.

"Say." His voice was slightly cold, and his expression was also slightly cold.

Song Chuyi quickly walked to Lu Wuqing and sat down, leaning forward and approaching him.

"Can you take me to Orange Channel's surprise night on Saturday?"

He stared at Lu Wuqing without blinking, as if as long as he said "no", he would immediately go crazy!

"Do you have a favorite star?" Lu Wuqing was playing with a black pen in his hand, his eyes lowered and his voice was cold.

"No." Song Chuyi shook his head, "I just want to promote my little game."

"It's the little game I sent you, Mr. Lu, that day!"

Song Chu didn't have any reaction when he saw Lu Wuqing, but he was a little anxious.

"It's that little game where brothers come and play with me!"

A dark light flashed across Lu Wuqing's eyes, "Did you design that?"

"Yeah!" Song Chuyi nodded heavily, "It's me, it's me! Mr. Lu, have you played it before? Is it fun?"

Lu Wuqing had never played that little game, but when he saw the expectant look in his eyes, he rarely lied.

"Fun."

Song Chuyi's eyes brightened, "That's great! I believe my little game will definitely make money!"

Not to mention a few million, you have to earn four to five million, right?

Only some deposits will give you confidence!

"Yes." Lu Wuqing curled his lips slightly, "You can let me take you there, but there is a condition."

"What?" Song Chuyi asked.

Lu Wuqing spoke with a somewhat forceful command, "Open your mouth."

Song Chuyi was full of doubts, but he still opened his mouth obediently.

Lu Wuqing's index finger went in, and the fingertips touched the small tiger tooth. It was not too sharp, but it would cause slight pain if it rubbed against it.

This pain is really insignificant compared to the injury on my back, but... desire surges up.

"Achu."

His voice was hoarse.