The girl squinted her eyes narrowly and asked curiously: "Aren't you almost giving up on your dream of managing people?"

Qian Yuanqi smiled bitterly: "A certain friend forced me to play with him and said he wanted to see the barrage bullying..."

Why are there such ruthless people in the world?

"Sakura?"

"It's Nobunaga."

"..." Zhuda Caimiao raised her forehead, "So you are playing with a man?"

"Otherwise, why are you looking for a woman while playing games?" Qianyuan frowned.

"Of course you need a good friend for this kind of thing, but Sakura-san doesn't seem to know the other two friends. I was afraid that she would fall into Lone Star Autism, so I didn't ask her to play with her."

"I think it would be better for you to ask more?"

She said casually in a teasing tone, then glanced at the person in front of her: "Are you planning to invite people in for a party later?"

"That's not enough. The best we can do is get together and have a meal outside."

Qianyuan nodded his chin, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes, ready to consider where to choose for the next dinner party.

My younger sister held the "Sanhua Reimi" comic book in her hand and flipped through it. She casually said, "By the way, why don't you take a shower at this hour? Don't wait until you are tired from playing games and just lie down on the bed..."

"That's right, don't be verbose!"

Qianyuan slapped her head and ran back to the room, opened the drawers and wardrobe and took out the clothes she should wear tomorrow.

After a while of tossing and slamming the door, the sound of water spraying from his head came immediately, and through the wall you could still hear him humming a song with an unknown name.

It's already the end of January, and by March it will be warm spring.

The girl thought for a while and suddenly shouted loudly: "Qianyuan——"

"What?"

The sound of rushing water flowed past my ears, and I couldn't hear clearly what the younger sister outside was saying. I only knew that she called my name.

The bathroom door is closed.

"Dong dong."

Zhuda Caimiao knocked on the door.

"Qianyuan...if you don't reply, can I come in?"

"Don't!"

The boy's vaguely panicked voice came from the door, and then there was a sound of quickly turning off the faucet and pulling the shower curtain.

The younger sister snickered like a successful prank: "Don't worry, I'm not a nympho."

"But I'm afraid..."

Qianyuan light-speed rushed to the door and locked it, then he dared to raise his chest and asked confidently: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you are cold."

Qianyuan returned to his original position and turned on the faucet, but the sound of running water was much quieter than before. He thought for a while before replying: "I can only say Xiao Leng... Zhuda, why do you ask this?"

"I was just thinking it's time to buy clothes, are you going tomorrow?"

He pretends to be very sweet in his tone. If he really did it in the animation, he might be able to deceive many people.

"No." Qianyuan gently rubbed the foam and wiped it from her long hair.

"I can still wear my clothes, there's no need to buy new ones."

"That's it..." Nian Shang's sister tapped the doorknob with her fingers, making a ding-ding-ding sound, a bit like fingernails playing against metal.

After taking a shower, Qianyuan got dressed and came out of the bathroom wiping her still wet hair with a towel.

The cold breath in the air only paid attention to him at the moment. He silently looked at his younger sister on the sofa wearing a blanket and eating potato chips.

Why is this guy stealing snacks again?

Mr. Qianyuan could only run to the TV cabinet with a sad mood, pick up the hair dryer, plug it in, and turn it on to medium setting.

Then he stared back at the big rat.

"what?"

"I just remind you to give me some leftovers and don't finish them all."

Zhuda Caimiao couldn't help but paused for a moment, but then calmly returned to his original state: "Are you sure you don't want to buy new clothes? You will be an adult this year. Whether you are a cowherd or a rental boyfriend, you will need a set.

Brand new suit."

"If I need to pay for sunk costs, I would rather not work for the time being!"

Mr. Qianyuan nodded firmly. At this time, you need to give full play to your economic acumen and not be carried away. Wait until you buy new clothes before going to work, instead of running to buy new clothes just to work.

"But I heard that Uniqlo recently collaborated with Pikachu sweatshirts..."

"Go, go, go!" Someone was eager to put on a perfect suit for the God of Destruction.

Zhuda Caimiao shook her head helplessly.

In the end, do we still have to rely on Pokemon to deal with this guy?

The girl shook the few potato chip bags left in her hand vigorously and asked softly: "Tomorrow?"

Turning off the hair dryer, Qianyuan grabbed her slightly wet hair, thought for a moment and asked, "Afternoon?"

"Okay."

An agreement was reached.

Taketatsu Aimeo turned a few pages further, and it happened to be the scene where the male protagonist died again. To be honest, this comic is so boring.

She yawned a little sleepily, put the bag of potato chips on the coffee table, picked up the phone on the table and checked the time.

Then he seemed a little tired, and sat on the sofa with his hands clasped behind his back, stretched out, squinted his eyes, lay back and said, "Should I go back?"

"Yes." Qianyuan took the bag of snacks and sealed the opening with a clip.

"By the way, do you mind if I take this thing back for a look?" She shook the comic book in her hand.

"Just don't lose it." Qianyuan lowered his head and rolled up the hair dryer, wrapping it around the thread and putting it away.
Chapter completed!