Girls are usually more sensitive. As Yan Zheke was sharing, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Lou Cheng in confusion, blinked twice and said:

"Orange, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Lou Cheng held up his mobile phone and pretended to be browsing the forum.

Yan Zheke pursed his lips and looked at him suspiciously. Recalling the situation just now, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, his dimples filled with smiles, and he whispered in surprise and joy:

"Chengzi, are you jealous?"

"No way." Lou Cheng retorted subconsciously.

Yan Zheke changed his posture, knelt down next to him, looked at his face with a smile, and said to himself:

"I just admire the Dragon King's spirit of never admitting defeat. If he were an idol, his ego, publicity and caressing are all very cute and cute, but if we get closer, I don't like such a person!"

"Besides, I've always been the kind of person who likes things rationally. Do you think I rarely forward or comment on news about the Dragon King?"

"I'm not jealous." A smile appeared on Lou Cheng's face unconsciously, and he denied with a slight embarrassment.

Yan Zheke pursed his lips and snickered, raised three fingers of his right hand and said playfully:

"I swear, I won't worship the Dragon King so much in the future."

"I swear, I only have one idol that I like the most, and that is 'Zhen Tian Jian' Orange Brother~"

Lou Cheng burst out laughing and denied again:

"I'm really not jealous. Do I deserve to be jealous about such a thing?"

Yan Zheke's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, she covered her mouth and said with a smile:

"Chengzi, you look so cute when you're jealous..."

Before she could finish her words, Lou Cheng, who was "angry from embarrassment," threw her down on the bed.

"Wash...well, wash..."

Amidst the intermittent sounds, the girl's slippers fell off, and her delicate toes sometimes curled up and sometimes stretched out.

In the next day and a half, the arrangement for the two of them was adjusted. Morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, and supper remained the same. However, the time for practicing speaking was unknowingly shortened.

On July 18th, Lou Cheng, who was full of contentment, took his luggage and waited for the girl to come out of the bathroom, preparing to check out and return home.

A few minutes later, Yan Zheke opened the door and walked out, his face turned slightly pale, he pursed his lips and said:

"I'm here to be my aunt..."

"I know. I've prepared brown sugar and ginger tea for you. Come on, let me knead it for you." Lou Cheng shook the thermos cup in his hand.

Yan Zheke bit her pink lips lightly, her emotions seemed to be fluctuating, and she couldn't help but whisper:

"What do you know, you know nothing..."

"Ah..." Lou Cheng looked at classmate Ke Xiaoke blankly, not understanding why she suddenly lost her temper.

At this time, Yan Zheke came back to his senses and reluctantly said:

"Chengzi, I was feeling a little off just now. I didn't mean to say anything to you..."

"I understand, it's my aunt's period." Lou Cheng suddenly realized.

You don't understand anything... Yan Zheke put his right hand on his waist, lowered his eyes, looked at his toes, and whispered silently.

That crazy idea didn’t come to fruition…

God won't let me stay either...
Chapter completed!