Chapter 1510 Death List (37)

Chuzheng lives in the highest building of the hut, a luxury suite on the top floor.

A room like this costs 500 points per night.

Not more than five hundred?

Ordinary players can earn a hundred points in one dungeon, which is very impressive. This is five dungeons worth of points in one night. Do you think that's a lot?

"drink water?"

"Don't drink..."

Simu looked at the water that had been handed to him and took it silently.

It seemed a little awkward for two people to stay in such a space.

To ease the embarrassment, Simu asked casually: "Do you live here alone?"

Chuzheng: "If you want to move in with me, I have no problem with that."

This way I can touch Maomao every day! !

This is the life that rich people should live, cool!

【Rich people should spend money every day. 】The king's horn interjected faintly.

Shut up you.

【……】

"Cough cough cough..."

Ximu choked on the water and coughed so much that his face turned red. His slender eyelashes draped down, casting a shadow under his eyelids. The corners of his eyes were slightly red due to coughing.

Chuzheng leaned on the edge of the table next to her and looked at Ximu coughing coldly.

She rubbed her fingertips on the edge of the table several times and slowly narrowed her eyes.

It took Ximu a while to recover, and he put down the cup in his hand. His long eyelashes were slightly raised, revealing his eyes that were slightly misty.

The eyes that were already beautiful now seemed more seductive.

Of course, Ximu didn't mean that. He looked at Chuzheng calmly and looked at her seriously.

After a moment, Ximu's lips parted slightly: "What do you mean to me?"

Nothing she said sounded right.

But there was no other movement from her before that, so Simu couldn't figure out what she meant.

Chuzheng thought about Ximu's words.

What's the meaning?

What else could it mean?

Isn’t the good guy card mine?

"you……"

[Miss, please think carefully before speaking. 】Wangzhehao is reminded to try to stay calm.

Chuzheng took a deep breath: "Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

The words 'boyfriend' were like some kind of signal. Simu's heartbeat, which was quite normal at first, started to become abnormal after these three words fell.

The pounding was rising in a straight line.

After a long while, Ximu held back a few words: "Here?"

Chuzheng was confused: "Where else could it be?"

"I mean... where we are now, you want to fall in love with me?"

The people here are all working hard to survive.

Of course, there are people who encounter different sparks in times of crisis, but those are the minority after all.

"Can you get out?"

"..."

If he could have gone out, he would have gone out long ago.

"If you can't, why can't you be here?" Chuzheng said confidently: "What if you die and you don't even have a partner, how miserable it is." I can still collect a body for you.

Simu: "..."

Why do you think that I am dead?

Can't you think of something good?

I think you don’t want to date me! !

Ximu looked at Chuzheng silently. The room was quiet, and the air flow seemed to slow down.

"Do you want me to be your boyfriend, or do you want to sleep with me?"

"Is there a difference?"

Simu's voice was slightly lowered: "My boyfriend, we will live and die together from now on. If you just want to sleep with me, it is just a casual relationship, life and death are not related."

"I choose A."

Simu: "???" Which A to choose? !

Simu reacted after a few seconds.

His eyes were a little strange: "Have you thought about it?"

Chuzheng looked coldly: "What's so good about this?" I came here for you in the first place!

Simu nodded: "Okay, remember what you said."

A gleam of light flashed in Chuzheng's eyes, so can I touch my hair openly?

"Please give me more advice in the future." Simu stretched out his hand.

Chuzheng stared at the white and slender hands, slowly stretched out her hands to shake them, and said domineeringly: "Okay."

"..."

Ximu tried to pull his hand away, but Chu Zheng squeezed him tightly.

She had liked to take advantage of her before, and Ximu didn't say she was used to it, but at least she wouldn't be too disgusted with it.

Who would have thought that Chu Zheng suddenly lowered her head and placed her lips on the back of his hand.

The warm and soft touch spread from the back of the hand, and the nerves seemed to start to tremble.

Chuzheng only stayed for a second and looked up at him: "I think..."

Ximu jerked his hand away: "Go to rest early, see you tomorrow."

After the words fell, Simu turned and left.

That gesture was like running away in despair.

Chuzheng: "..."

I just want to touch my hair, why are you running away! !

Ahhhhh! !

Chuzheng was so irritated that she kicked the table next to her with the word 'unhappy' written all over her body.

Ximu went downstairs the next day and saw Chuzheng standing outside the store.

The young man entered the game after receiving the death list, so no one opened the store.

Simu hesitated and went over to open the door.

"Why are you here so early?" Ximu frowned at her.

Chuzheng said rudely: "Ten o'clock, not early." Is the time the good guy got stuck different from mine?

"..."

Simu came back yesterday and couldn't sleep without tossing and turning.

I didn't fall asleep until morning, so I got up late.

"Come in." Ximu turned sideways and motioned for Chuzheng to come in: "How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long." I waited for two hours! Two hours! ! Do you know how much I can do in two hours? ?

So angry.

You can only feel good if you want to touch fur!

Simu closed the door and turned the business sign on the door to temporarily closed.

He looked at the girl walking inside and felt a little irritated, but he still asked patiently: "Have you had breakfast?"

Where's my girlfriend?

be patient.

Chuzheng shook her head: "No."

Simu: "Then wait a moment and I'll make it for you. Sit by yourself for a while..."

Ximu went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Chuzheng was looking around in the store, but it was not interesting. He walked to the kitchen and stood at the door to look at Ximu.

Ximu was very serious about making things and didn't seem to notice Chu Zheng.

Simple ingredients seemed to become high-end in his hands.

That’s how good-looking the good guy card is.

mine.

very nice.

"What are you two doing?"

Ji Youtang's disturbing voice came over.

Ximu looked back and met Chuzheng's gaze. After looking at each other for three seconds, Ximu calmly moved away and looked towards Ji Youtang.

"We're closed today, are you blind?"

"Brother Ximu, don't be so heartless." Ji Youtang, wearing a floral shirt, smiled carelessly: "Brother Ximu is cooking, you are really virtuous."

Simu: "..."

No fighting here, he tolerates it!