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"Why should we take in Sangbo?" Sanyueqi looked at the two men in front of him with a hint of doubt, "Does he have no home?"
Dan Heng lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Bronya is in a special position, Sambo..."
"If Sangbo runs away, we won't be able to catch him." Cheng Che held the teacup and took off his glasses with his other hand and put them on the table. "Without Sangbo, our journey will lose a lot of fun."
Hearing this, a hint of realization flashed across March Seven's eyes.
But soon, March 7 felt something was wrong.
She glanced back at the closed bathroom door and lowered her voice, "Are you planning on taking him back to the train?"
Otherwise, why would they say they can’t catch him?
"There is a secret." Cheng Che's eyes fell on San Yueqi's face and he whispered, "According to the usual development direction of the story, this kind of riddle man who is looking for fun will meet us unexpectedly in various places.
Kaia next door, Sambo here.
Thinking of this, Cheng Che couldn't help but rub his fingertips.
How to do?
I really want to bring trouble to the fun-loving riddle man who leads the way...
"Really?" San Yueqi looked confused and looked at Dan Heng hesitantly, "Do you think so too?"
"There is a secret." Dan Heng nodded and sat on the chair with his arms folded across his chest.
Cheng Che turned his head and asked, "Why do you keep your arms crossed? Are you afraid of being seen?"
what happened?
You cross your arms when you talk. Is there something on your chest that you’re afraid others will see?
Dan Heng:......
Dan Heng was silent for a moment, put down his arms, and looked at Cheng Che coldly, "Should I be glad that you didn't say anything else?"
"Anything else?" Cheng Che frowned and carefully recalled Dan Heng's usual attire. "Did the zipper burst?"
It shouldn’t be that serious. Even Thor wasn’t broken!
Dan Heng:......
Dan Heng pursed his lips, reached out and took out a loose sweater from Cheng Che's bag, "I'll wear this tomorrow."
Okay, change your clothes.
If this really breaks...
Don't dare to think. Don't dare to think.
"You can talk." San Yue Qi's face was full of indescribable expression. He reached out and patted Cheng Che's shoulder, "But I really want to see the scene after it bursts."
"Plus one." Xing raised her hand, her golden eyes sparkling, "I'm really looking forward to it."
Dan Heng was holding a sports sweatshirt and looking at the people in front of him. He suddenly felt a little sad.
Before Cheng Che came, he only needed to remain silent and use his brain occasionally.
just now……
Now I have to be careful not to tear my clothes.
He is not Ji Zi!
"Burst what?"
A blue head popped out of the bathroom, wearing purple pajamas. "But my friend, it's incredible that there are these things in the trash can. Can you really fit so many things in your bag?"
As he spoke, Sambo lowered his head and tugged at his clothes.
Well, purple, but the large printed words on it clearly indicate that this is not simple.
It is not simple that these things appear in the trash can.
"Maybe it's a welcome gift from the dog system." Cheng Che leaned back in his chair, holding a teacup, and said softly, "I gave you a bed, so you owe me another favor, and this set of clothes, a total of two."
Sambo: ...
Can I escape now?!
Sang Bo rolled up his sleeves and held his arm out to Cheng Che, "It can't be washed off! It can't be rubbed off!"
Cheng Che took a quick glance, took out a pen and added two more lines, "It can't be washed off, that's just fine, a painless tattoo."
Sambo: ...
Is he concerned about painless tattoos?!
What he cares about is that these handwritings must always follow his journey of doing trouble!
There will be more and more...
At this moment, Sambo seemed to have a vision in his mind of a handsome guy with white marks all over his body and running in torn pants.
Sambo was silent for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Can you draw it where it can't be seen next time? You're making it very difficult for me."
Who would go to watch entertainment with a decent appearance?
"No." Cheng Che's face was cold, and he refused without hesitation, "It would be inappropriate to change places."
Sambo: ...
"What the hell are you talking about!" Sang Bo couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over to grab Cheng Che's neck, "Why are you so dishonest! I, Sang Bo, am so honest, kind, friendly and handsome! Now you've forced me to become -"
Before his palm touched Cheng Che's neck, an arm covered with gray cloth reached out from behind and grabbed Sangbo's neck and pulled him back.
As Sambokardon spoke, Xing bent her arms and tried to pull the dark blue guy away from Cheng Che, "Calm down! Watch out, he might hit you again!"
Sambo:! ! !
Just stop it!
Why are you choking him?!
I can't breathe!
"You don't follow male ethics." Cheng Che stood up with the teacup in his hand and stretched out two fingers to pull up Sangbo's pajama. "Exposing your belly will cause diarrhea."
After the words were spoken, everyone in the room fell silent.
Dan Heng sat on a chair holding the clothes he planned to wear tomorrow, his blue-gray eyes full of confusion.
San Yueqi let out a cry and tilted his head to look at Cheng Che blankly.
Sang Bo was grabbed by the neck by Xing, and his whole body leaned back with his spine twisted. He stretched out his hand to touch his waist, feeling extremely sad and angry, "Cheng Che! I hate you!"
Chapter 62 He, Dan Heng, refused to be exposed.
A trembling hand stretched out from the crack in the door and tried to grab something, but it could only grab nothing.
A voice with grievance came from across the door, "It's fine if you curse me, but now you won't even give me toilet paper?"
Cheng Che leaned against the wall nearby and taught earnestly: "Do you understand the harm of exposing your waist now?"
"I see." Sambo raised his hand, wanting to cry but unable to. "So can you give me the toilet paper first?"
"You should dress properly next time..." Cheng Che sighed and stuffed the toilet paper into that hand.
Hearing this, Sambo hesitated.
He closed the door and lowered his voice through the door, "But what's the fun of life without burning?"
Fun, burn.
This is his principle in life!
"..." Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then nodded, "You are right."
indeed.
Makes sense.
Cheng Che turned around and walked back into the room. After looking around, he chose the bed by the window. "Aren't you guys going to rest?"
Hearing this, the two girls sitting at the table looked up and said, "We are waiting for Sambo to come out."
There was a rich meal on the table in front of him, but it was not opened.
"?" Cheng Che's eyes flashed with doubt, and he leaned against the head of the bed and rummaged through his bag, "See if he will lose weight when he comes out?"
"Yes." Sanyueqi nodded and stuffed the food on the table into the bag. "Take a look and we'll go with the food."
Go back and eat!
This room always feels dirty.
"But why didn't I find these in the trash can?"
Xing had a look of deep doubt on his face, and hesitantly asked, "I've never dug out a trash can..."
Self-heating hot pot!
"Bad luck." San Yue Qi spread his hands and said nonsense seriously: "Think about it, think about it carefully."
"What are you thinking about?" A hint of doubt flashed in Xing's eyes.
"Cheng Che..." San Yue Qi shrugged and pointed at the man who was leaning against the bed and playing with his phone with headphones on. "Think about whether his bad luck has brought bad luck to others. You have been cursed, so you are unlucky. You will definitely not find such delicious food in the trash can!"
star:……
I have to say it does make sense.
but……
Is it really scientific that unopened delicacies in gift boxes end up in the trash?
"So why didn't you two girls leave the boys' dormitory?"
Sangbo came out of the bathroom holding his waist, looking listless. "I just want to fall on the bed and roll around... It's hard for Sangbo to handle you guys here."
Sanyueqi tilted his head and said, "I'm leaving now."
Go back for supper!
I just don't know when Bronya will come back...