On the day of returning home, Qingliu packed up the two of them early.

At this time, the world-weary was still lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Qingliu thought about it, didn't plan to wake him up, and was going to order some takeout first.

An abrupt WeChat ringtone rang in the silent room.

The misanthropy sleep is relatively heavy, and it is difficult to wake him up by the phone, but the mobile phone is in the ear, and the misanthropic is a little irritable and buries his head in the pillow and does not care about the phone on the phone.

Qingliu walked quickly to the side of the bed, pressed the head of the bed, and stretched out his arm to hook the phone.

I didn't look at who was calling on my phone, I just hung up.

Qingliu looked down at the boy buried in the pillow, and after making sure that he was not woken up, he put his eyes back on his phone.

Caller: Mom.

Qingliu: "......"

！

This......

Without waiting for him to react, the WeChat call on the mobile phone dialed again.

Or a misanthropic mother.

Qingliu was suddenly a little at a loss, did he take it or not?

It must not be answered, Qingliu is not ready to talk to the world-weary family at all.

So he hung up the phone again.

Reply with a WeChat message.

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: It's not convenient to answer the phone right now.

Mom:...

Perak Filial Piety: I'll give you back to the past later.

There was a moment of silence on the other side.

Mother: You're not me, are you?

Qingliu: "??? ”

Are you a god operator?

Qingliu looked at the screen in disbelief, and in two sentences, he could see that it was not me, but his own mother.

Mother: Where did he go?

Mom: Are you King Kong's girlfriend?

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: No, Auntie, I'm a world-weary teammate.

Mom: Teammates? It's been so long since your game ended, and you're still together?

Qingliu began to panic again, and I know this.

I realized that what I was saying was a little unreasonable.

It's been nearly two weeks since Meng Feiyang was eliminated in the World League, and it's a bit outrageous to say that he is a world-weary teammate.

Especially, it was still early in the morning, and he received a call.

Qingliu blinked his eyelashes a little awkwardly, he was not good at lying, and he showed his stuffing too quickly.

Mom: It's King Kong's girlfriend, right? It doesn't matter, my aunt is very open-minded and agrees with falling in love now, what time is your plane? If it's still early, why don't you come over and have a meal together?

The clear stream is numb.

How this ends.

He looked at the world-weary who didn't listen to the things outside the window and only wanted to travel with Zhou Gongyou, so he wanted to drag him up to deal with his mother.

Finally, Qingliu sighed.

Still not so ruthless, reply to WeChat.

Thunderbolt King Kong: Auntie, I'm really not a world-weary girlfriend, and it shouldn't be too late to eat together on the noon plane.

Mom: Isn't it early for the noon plane?

Thunderbolt Donkey Kong: He hasn't woken up yet, and when he wakes up, it's almost ten o'clock.

After Qingliu sent it over, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said.

That sounds.

There seems to be a little bit of a strange smell.

The misanthropy hasn't woken up yet, and he's holding his phone, isn't that ...... Blatantly said, slept together?

Qingliu quickly prepared to withdraw.

At this point, a sentence has popped up on the dialog box.

Mother: Oh yes, then forget it today, you have a good rest, and I'll go back to China and have dinner with you again after a while.

It seems that he shouldn't have thought too much, and Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief.

Thunderbolt: Okay.

Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to turn off his mobile phone, a small red dot appeared on WeChat.

It's a new friend to add a hint.

It's not right to look at other people's news privately, Qingliu didn't plan to read it, and Ruita's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Qingliu was slightly stunned, and the ghost almost clicked on the interface.

I have to say that his sixth sense is really accurate.

Qingliu looked at WeChat on the screen, and the avatar was Ruita's selfie.

Qingliu pursed his lips and refused without hesitation.

The opposite side seems to be guarding the interface of WeChat, and after being rejected, a new friend application was sent quickly.

Qingliu's face was a little displeased.

His eyes fell on the application notes sent by Rita.

Don't be in a hurry to refuse, there is something important for you to see, hint, it's about your weak little angel.

……

When I woke up naturally, I found that the curtains in the room had not been opened.

The room was dimly lit and comfortable to sleep in.

I touched my phone and looked at the time, it was already early ten.

"Streaming ......"

As soon as the misanthropy wanted to find out where Qingliu was, he found his waist clasped with his hand.

He was slightly surprised, usually it was impossible for Qingliu to be sleeping in bed at this time, and he would always get up very early.

The misanthropic turned his head to look at him, the clear stream with his eyes closed was quiet and well-behaved, his long eyelashes were clear, and his sleeping face was exquisite.

The misanthropy blinked, and just leaned down.

Qingliu opened his clean and clear eyes.

Misanthropy: "Hey, did I wake you up?" ”

Qingliu turned over and got out of bed, "No, I just squinted for a while." ”

"I knew you must have gotten up."

Qingliu chuckled softly and opened the curtains, "Go wash and get up to eat." ”

"Okay."

When eating.

Qingliu told the conversation with his misanthropic mother in the morning.

The misanthropic laughed, Qingliu looked at him a little helplessly, "Still laughing, you explain to your mother yourself that you don't have a girlfriend." ”

Hearing this, he drank the soup leisurely and misanthropy, "Why do you want to explain, I don't explain." ”

Qingliu paused slightly, and looked at the misanthropy quietly.

The world-weary said calmly, "I'll tell her it's you." ”

Qingliu was stunned.

He pursed the corners of his lower lip slightly and asked in a low voice, "That'...... Will they mind? ”

The misanthropic replied honestly, "I don't know." ”

As soon as the words fell, both of them were silent for a while.

Qingliu's face was pale and he couldn't see his expression, and he poked the dishes on the plate with a fork in his misanthropic manner.

Qingliu whispered, "Don't talk about it." ”

The misanthropy looked up at him.

Qingliu ate quietly, moving slowly and methodically, with his usual elegance.

The misanthropy held his chin and looked at Qingliu's beautiful face, "I think they will accept it." ”

Hearing this, Qingliu raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were faint,

He asked, "What if not?" ”

The world-weary was shocked by his slightly cold look, "It's okay if you don't accept it, it's none of their business, my own choice doesn't need to be agreed by others." ”

Qingliu just pursed his lips and reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth with paper.

The plate in front of him was almost unmoved.

Misanthropy: "Eat some more, the plane meal is very difficult to eat, and it will take a long time to get to China." ”

The clear stream is as if it had not been heard.

Raising his eyes and quietly looking at the misanthropy, he held a pure white napkin in his hand, and his palm was slightly forced, crumpled into a ball.

He didn't look at the world-weary eyes, and said softly, "This morning, Ruita added you WeChat, and I refused." ”