Then Bu Yao really got out of the bathroom and didn't come back until the end of the training, for fear of being kidnapped again by him.

After the training, Lu Yan went directly to the third floor and prepared to smash the door to arrest her.

As soon as he walked to the corner of the stairs, he saw Bu Yao standing at the entrance of the stairs, looking at him leisurely.

Lu Yan walked up quickly and bounced on her forehead, "I'm so brave, I dare to be lazy when I train for time."

Bu Yao didn't answer, and pulled him to the door of the room with his sleeve.

"What are you doing? Do you want to seduce me?" Lu Yan looked at her with a playful face.

"As you wish, drag you to the small dark room, rape and then kill." Bu Yao said as he pushed open the door. With the sound of "da", the whole room was brightly lit.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes reflexively. After his eyes completely adapted to the light, he saw many thin wire ropes pulling back and forth in her room, and there were many wooden clips tightly clamped on the wire ropes.

There was a poster of him on each clip, which was arranged from his first game at the age of 16 to this year.

He was printed on the cup on the table and on the pillow on the bed. Those who didn't know thought they had entered his surrounding store.

He talked as much as Lu Yan, and finally couldn't speak as if he had crashed.

I don’t know how long it took him to finally find his voice, “What is this for? Do you open a nearby store?”

Seeing the poster of her when she first made her debut on her wall, Lu Yan felt a little ashamed.

At that time, he was far less beautiful than he is now. He was skinny and bone-skinned, like a walking telephone pole.

"Call you." Bu Yao looked up at him, smiling with his eyebrows and eyes curled, "From today on, I will be just a little fan of you."

Lu Yan stared at her smiling eyebrows and suddenly felt relieved. He walked all the way, maybe just to meet her here.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Bu Yao poked his tense face and asked, "Why are you doing this expression? Do you agree with it?"

She was shorter than him, and she looked up at him when she spoke, her pink lips opened and closed, making him feel a little nervous inexplicably.

He suddenly reached out and wrapped her in his arms, lowered his head and pecked her forehead lightly, and his voice sounded a little dumb: "I agree, Mrs. Lu."

Bu Yao reached out and hugged him, forgetting even his shyness.

She thought he would laugh at her with a smile, or say a few slutty words with a joking face.

But he just hugged her tightly, quietly a little abnormal.

She thought of a word for no reason, worried about gains and losses.

It took a long time before she finally dared to speak, "What's wrong with you?"

Then she heard him pretending to sniff, "So moved."

Bu Yao: "..." You should shut up.

Lu Yan finally let go of her, walked straight to the posters, and pulled off the skinny and bone-like picture.

"What are you doing?" Bu Yao held his hand.

Lu Yan looked disgusted, "It's too ugly, take it off."

"No." Bu Yao reached out and grabbed it, then grabbed it again, and asked hesitantly: "Why were you so thin at that time?"

"I lost weight so successfully." He answered very simply, and then changed the topic: "Where did you get these peripherals?"

Bu Yao: "..." I believe you, a ghost.
Chapter completed!