Chapter 1532: little cousin is a bad influence on huaisheng? a date with the great G.o.d (2 update) _1

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it was rare for fu huan to get up so early on the weekend. when she went downstairs, fu yu was going out for a run, so the two went out together.

fu qinyuan frowned and pinched the s.p.a.ce between his eyebrows. he took some coffee beans from the closet and was about to grind them to make coffee. whats going on with these two? its as if youre on steroids.

!!

he stayed up late to write his thesis yesterday, so he was still a little tired.

i dont know. i thought huanhuan would only wake up at nine or ten o clock today. shes not sleeping in anymore. song fengwan was also a little surprised.

at this time, huai sheng had already come down the stairs, looking listless. there was still some time before breakfast, so after saying h.e.l.lo to song fengwan, he went straight to the small study on the first floor.

unexpectedly, fu chen wasnt around. only qiao zhichu had woken up early and was repairing a blue and white porcelain bowl. the gramophone on the side was singing the story of the west chamber .

in fact, there were quite a few embarra.s.sing descriptions in it, which were comparable to certain novels nowadays.

things like the spring net essence is l.u.s.trous white, ive long seen the red fragrance and tender color and even more exaggerated ones.

huaisheng suddenly thought of these descriptions and fu yu, and immediately became a little uneasy.

qiao zhichu, who was studying the porcelain bowl, glanced at him. whats wrong? you dont look too good. is your relations.h.i.+p with your girlfriend not going well?

i dont have a girlfriend. huai sheng denied.

qiao zhichu merely smiled. how far have you progressed?

huaisheng ignored him.

im serious. a persons life is very short. you havent even experienced what its like to be in love in your life. all you do all day is study or study your buddhism. dont you feel bored?

when qiao zhichu came to the capital, everyone was still in school. even on the weekends, huaisheng didnt want to go out with him. plus, monks were even more against contact between men and women, so he really was a blank slate when it came to relations.h.i.+ps.

you should learn from uncle. what you believe in has nothing to do with your family and career. you said you have your own thoughts, but why do you have to cut off human desires? thats too cruel.

qiao zhichu was like a wolf in the snowfield that would not be bound by anything.

hey, huaisheng, do you know how to be in a relations.h.i.+p at all?

huai sheng did not make a sound.

actually, if youre feeling confused and confused, watch more romance films. if you have problems with actual combat, watch more action films, for example qiao zhichu listed out a few t.i.tles in a smooth manner.

in todays society, if you didnt understand anything after living for more than 20 years, then you were either stupid or pretending. qiao zhichu was the type who spoke his mind.

huai sheng frowned and took out her phone

after a few minutes, he looked at qiao zhichu. the content is against the rules. it wont be displayed.

qiao zhichu was taken aback. this guy couldnt possibly want to see that kind of thing and even searched it up on baidu, right?

didnt you order qiao zhichu coughed. a private stash?

let me see your private collection.

qiao zhichu was left speechless, thinking,which demon seduced me and turned me into a dirty monk?

this monk was considered dead.

by doing this, it shouldnt be considered a bad influence on him, right?

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on the other side, fu huan came back from running. after a simple shower, he received a message from chen w.a.n.g. [ are you awake? ]

[ im awake. ]

then, a call came in. when the phone vibrated, fu huans little heart trembled with it. she cleared her throat and answered the call. h.e.l.lo, wanwan.

when will you be free? at this time, chen w.a.n.g had just finished a few games of go and walked out of the training room with his phone. the people inside instantly exploded, especially wei thirty-eight, who was sitting in the middle. he was so angry that he almost flipped the go board.

after breakfast, they began their individual training. when wei thirty-eight entered the training room, chen w.a.n.g had already sat down. there was no one opposite him. very few people were willing to play chess with him because he never went easy on others. wei thirty-eight was just about to slip away when he saw chen w.a.n.g beckoning to him.

what? he pointed at himself. brother, you called me?

come over, ive been waiting for you for a long time,

wei thirty-eight struggled for a while and then gave up, letting him slaughter them. in any case, he would die sooner or later.

now that he had gone out to make a call, wei thirty-eight heaved a sigh of relief. it was so exciting so early in the morning. they really wanted to kill him.

chen w.a.n.g took his phone and walked to the corridor. it was empty and there was a slight echo in his voice.

im fine with anything. fu huan already had free time.

shall we have lunch together? do you have anything in particular that you want to eat? or do you want me to find a place?