Male God Please Lie Down

Fang Wenhao opened his eyes and looked at her flickeringly, indicating that he really didn't understand.

Ni Qingming looked at him and said that he really didn't know what to say.

"Then... let's call for takeaway!"

Fang Wenhao looked at her, thinking about ways.

"No, I will go to the supermarket with you tomorrow."

Ni Qingming glanced at him, then looked through the cabinet again, and there was some white rice he had bought before.

"You go out and play games first! When the meal is ready, I'm calling you."

Ni Qingming looked around and thought that he could make a paella.

"good!"

Fang Wenhao nodded, and after walking out, he didn't go to sit in front of the computer anymore, instead sat in front of the sofa.

He stretched out his hand and turned on the TV. Inside the TV, the unnutritional eight o'clock gear was now playing.

Fang Wenhao didn't watch TV, his eyes were always on Ni Qingming.

When Ni Qingming's seafood rice was ready, Fang Wenhao looked surprised. He didn't expect that the same ingredients could be used to make different dishes.

If she buys this again tomorrow, will she make a different meal?

She is really a magician in Qingming.

"Are you thinking about buying the same ingredients tomorrow?"

Ni Qingming took a bite of rice with a spoon and asked aloud.

"Yes……"

Fang Wenhao smiled dryly, his thoughts were discovered.

"You are buying the same thing tomorrow, and I will kill you!"

As he said, Ni Qingming gave him a look.

"Good, good, I get it."

Fang Wenhao smiled and continued to eat.

After eating, Fang Wenhao washed the dishes and sat in front of the computer again.

"What do you need me to do?"

Ni Qingming walked to his side and asked aloud.

"No need now, wait till I get into trouble, you can help me again."

Fang Wenhao shook his head, this kind of simple little game really doesn't need Ni Qingming.

"good!"

Seeing him say this, Ni Qingming shrugged and walked toward the room by himself.

After several days of such peaceful days, another big event happened in the school.

Zhuo An jumped downstairs. In her pocket, there was still a suicide note, which was written... Ni Qingming killed her.

She is a ghost and will never let Ni Qingming go.

After Ni Qingming arrived at the school, he was ridiculous when he heard this.

"Ni Qingming, you still have the face to come to school, Zhuo An was killed by you!"

Just sitting down in the position, many people ran up to her and stretched out their hands to complain.

"How did I kill her?"

Ni Qingming raised his eyebrows. Who is dead now, whoever wins?

These people are all about the Three Views, Zhuo An's things, and they have a dime relationship with themselves.

"She discredited me so much on the Internet, I want to pretend to be a bun, so she discredited me so much?"

Ni Qingming felt ridiculous for a while, whether these people are sick or not.

Really... I want to see if I'm sick.

"She was wrong, but you have to give her a chance to make corrections. You don't have the right to kill Zhuo An. She is only in her twenties, and a flower just feels blooming."

Someone was upset again, restricting her out loud.

"She's wrong, it's up to me whether to correct or not..."

Ni Qingming felt that talking to them now was simply a love affair with the cow, and he couldn't explain it clearly.