I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next few days.

"Be good, tell me how many times you want..."

In the apartment, a deep and strong male voice echoed.

Liu Qingqing sat on the sofa in silence, staring at the phone on the table that was playing audio.

She has always been known as a sweet and considerate senior.

Even now, her expressionless face makes people feel that she is sulking like a spoiled child.

Only Liu Qingqing knows how turbulent her mood is at the moment.

Although she is a part-time CV, her sensitivity to sound is very abnormal.

The content of a person's speech may be different, but the rhythm and pauses when speaking are difficult to change.

Since yesterday.

She never left the house again, and kept thinking about how Lu Xing ordered her with a cane.

[Send it here, don't go beyond this line]

This strong tone made her subconsciously feel too familiar.

Something was wrong.

Really something was wrong.

She repeatedly listened to the audio that Lu Xing had sent her before, and compared it with the rhythm and pauses when talking to her junior.

When the junior talked to her, the words he used were very sunny and positive.

But when Lu Xing read the script, those lines were basically something that normal people couldn't say during the day.

Therefore.

Liu Qingqing was so slow that she didn't realize that some of the pauses when the two spoke were so similar.

Liu Qingqing picked up her phone, turned the audio to slow, and carefully identified Lu Xing's little habits when speaking.

No investigation, no right to speak.

After repeated comparisons, memories, and identifications, Liu Qingqing finally confirmed it.

Her face was expressionless, but her voice was incredibly self-deprecating.

"So you are the same person."

She can make up her own identity, so why can't Lu Xing?

Haha.

Liu Qingqing found it funny when she thought about falling into the same pit twice in a row.

She slowly took off her clothes. Under the cold white light, she was as clean as a newborn.

"Lu Xing, Lu Xing, Lu Xing."

She took off a brand new pair of black stockings on the sofa and put them on meticulously.

"What should I do with you, Lu Xing?"

Putting on a black leather high-cut skirt, she strictly arranged her clothes.

Picking up the bunny ears on the table and putting them on, staring at herself in the mirror, Liu Qingqing pulled the corners of her mouth.

The bunny girl in the mirror had an unprecedented confusion in her eyes.

In the past, when she didn't want to face reality, she would cosplay as a two-dimensional character.

But today.

It doesn't work.

"Senior, senior, senior..."

"Kneel down, don't move, hold on..."

A sunny and positive voice and a deep and strong voice kept interweaving in her mind.

In the end.

All the complicated thoughts became the handsome face of the boy.

Lu Xing.

What should I do with you?

You have seen me at my most embarrassed and at my most vulnerable.

What should I do with you?

Beep beep beep--

The rapid ring of the mobile phone rang, and Liu Qingqing came back to her senses in an instant and answered the phone immediately.

"Qingqing, are you asleep?"

"No, Mom."

"It's OK as long as I don't disturb your sleep. I made dumplings at home and I'll send them to you."

"Mom, I don't want to eat dumplings."

"I remember your favorite is the shrimp and corn stuffing. I'll send you this."

"Mom, I have supermarket stuffing here."

"Then I'll send it to you. Is the courier address the same as last time?"

"Mom, I don't want to eat dumplings."

"When I send it to you, remember to check it carefully. Take a picture for me after you finish eating."

"Mom, don't send it. I I don't want to eat dumplings."

"It's already been sent, so eat it, don't be so stubborn."

"Mom, I don't want to eat it."

"It's such a waste not to eat it, food is so precious."

"Mom, I really don't want to eat dumplings."

"You don't like shrimp and corn stuffing? I'll make other stuffings for you and send them to you."

"Mom, don't send it."

"I've already sent it, I made dumplings just for you, remember to eat them."

"Mom..."

Liu Qingqing stared at the phone that was on the phone in silence, and turned her head indifferently to look at the window.

This is the fifth floor.

"Qingqing, remember to pray every day, only in this way will God bless you.

Yours."

"People are born dirty, we must pray to God for salvation, we cannot have desires, we must be more..."

Liu Qingqing's brain was completely empty, and all her mother's words seemed like sounds from the sky.

There was a white plate on the coffee table, filled with bright red tomatoes.

Liu Qingqing picked up a small tomato, put it to her lips, and bit it.

The sweet and sour juice filled her mouth.

"Liar. ”

They are all liars.

God will never bless her, nor will he send her an angel.

Hang up the phone.

Liu Qingqing no longer had the strength to speak.

She curled herself up on the sofa, holding the phone in her hand.

In the unknown WeChat account, she posted a circle of friends.

[Is death the end of everything?]

Ding——

A few minutes later.

A message came in.

[Junior Brother]: Senior Sister! I put the hairpin in your cosplay costume in my pocket last time and lost it. I bought a new one. Can you give me an address and I will send it to you!

[ Junior Brother]: And my family has a kind of cherry tomatoes, which are grown locally. I want you to try them too.

[Junior Brother]: Cats send flowers.jpg

The cold white light of the mobile phone screen shone on Liu Qingqing's face, and a tear flowed down her cheek.

Okay.

I won't die today, I'll die after eating the cherry tomatoes grown locally.

"Lu Xing..."

Liu Qingqing closed her eyes, covering up the obsession in her eyes.

It was you who broke into my world.

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ps. Two updates today, no need to wait, I fought with mosquitoes, was killed by mosquitoes, and sprained my waist and am looking for a doctor......