MTL - Low Key Star-Chapter 288 【288】Golden House

  Chapter 288【288】Golden House Cangjiao

   "Show it, let it go! It's time to wake up!"

   "This year is the first day of the Lunar New Year, do you know that? Don't think that you can sleep in when you are on TV. If you don't get up early this year, you won't be able to get up for a whole year!"

"Did you hear me?"

   "If you don't get up again, I'll go in!"

   "Hey, hey, stop shouting, stop shouting, let your brother sleep again, he sleeps late."

   "I went to bed late too."

   "Why is it so late, you have been sleeping for half a day, and your brother just came home..."

  The biological clock and the noise outside made Zhang Yang vaguely regain consciousness. He tried hard to wake himself up, but two thoughts flashed in his mind: Continue to sleep? Or wait until later?

After hesitating for a second, his body had already made a choice on behalf of his mind. He turned over and continued to sleep. Before falling asleep again, he suddenly heard what seemed to be a trivial sound. It was very close, and he didn't take it seriously at first. , and continued to prepare to fall asleep, but the sound gradually became clearer, "click" and "click", like the sound of cracking melon seeds.

There are no other people in this room, and even if parents or Zhang Wei are eating melon seeds, they can’t transmit it through the door so clearly. There was a "crash" sound, very familiar, like melon seeds being swept into the trash can.

He finally managed to open his eyes. The light in the room was dim, but due to lack of sleep, his eyes were still uncomfortable with the light, and he couldn't open them. He vaguely saw a beautiful figure sitting in front of his desk. , as if wearing only pajamas, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

   "Yiyi?"

   Zhang Yang was a little confused, didn't he just come home overnight last night? Are you dreaming? Or did she come to her house early in the morning? But even so, it's impossible to come to your room dressed like this early in the morning, right?

He closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, and saw the girl in front of the desk turning her head. She had black and shiny shawl-length hair, a melon-seeded face, and her face was still somewhat childish. She looked extremely sweet and pure, blinking her eyes. After looking at him for two seconds, a small white hand was put in front of his mouth, and he started cracking melon seeds again.

   Zhang Yang stretched his neck hard, looked carefully, saw that it was not Lin Yiran, and didn't recognize him, so he lay down again in peace, put the quilt over his head, turned over again, and fell asleep on his side.

   What kind of dream is this?

   This thought flashed in his mind, and he slowly fell asleep again. His head, which was suffering from lack of sleep, felt obviously comfortable, and his consciousness gradually became lax.

   "click"

   "click"

   "click"

  …

  The noise of cracking melon seeds was unhurried, intermittently pouring into his ears, Zhang Yang let out a breath of irritability, and was about to complain, when suddenly, without warning, he sat up abruptly, his eyes widened.

  White sundress.

   Shawl long hair.

  Oval face.

   Staring at him with big eyes, nibbling melon seeds unhurriedly.

   Zhang Yang sat on the bed, quickly glanced left and right, confirmed that this was his own room, and then looked back at the person sitting at the desk staring at him.

  The other party was also staring at him, and the doubtful emotion was clearly conveyed in those beautiful eyes, as if asking: "Why are you so neurotic?"

   Zhang Yang was a little confused by her calm and natural attitude. For a moment, he even wondered if he had done something wrong to Lin Yiran, but why didn't he remember anything?

He patted his chest, and then under the gaze of the other party, he put his hand on the bed, moved back carefully, and pressed his back against the head of the bed, and finally felt that he had some support, and quickly called out in his mind: "Luo Shen Luoshen! What's going on here?"

  The beautiful girl in front of the desk ate two melon seeds with "click" and "click", then threw the skin of the melon seeds into the trash can next to her, looked at him, and asked with a puzzled expression: "What's the situation?"

   Zhang Yang was stunned, and then put the sticker on the bedside, staring at her for a long time, before he looked like he had seen hell, "You, you... don't you?"

  Luo Shen curled his lips, rolled his eyes again, turned around, reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, as if he was looking at something, and "clicked" while watching, looking quite serious.

When Zhang Yang saw her turn around, he breathed a sigh of relief, gathered himself together, and carefully lifted the quilt to have a look, heaved a sigh of relief again, lifted the quilt, took the sweater and trousers and put them on, and looked at her at the same time, only to see She is sitting at the table and playing with her mobile phone.

  He turned his head to look at the head of the bed, and sure enough, he saw that his mobile phone had disappeared.

   "Didn't you... have to wait until after "Sculpture of God" is played?"

   "The effect of the Spring Festival Gala is good."

  The familiar crisp and sweet voice, that's right, it's her!

   It’s just that Zhang Yang always treats and guards against her as a highly intelligent life with wisdom, probably with plots and evil intentions, but when he accidentally finds her running out, she is still such a beautiful girl, and he is a little at a loss.

He didn't have much scruples about the group of "Luoshen" who only existed in his imagination, but for such a lively and beautiful girl... If he did it all over again, Zhang Yang felt that it would be difficult to take off his pants, swear, etc. up.

"Uh…"

  He didn't know what to say for a while, and asked after a while: "Are you cold?"

   "It's not cold yet." Luoshen continued to eat melon seeds and play with her phone without looking back.

"What's the meaning?"

   "When I fully adapt, I will probably be cold."

   "Huh?" Zhang Yang was confused.

   "I will adapt to your low-level world."

   "..."

   Do you really consider yourself a high-level life form?

   Zhang Yang complained secretly, and before he had time to ask more, he heard his parents discussing going to grandpa's place later, and suddenly realized a major problem.

   After taking a nap, at most four or five hours of effort, there was a beautiful girl who was almost the same as a **** in my room out of thin air, and my parents would find out...

"no…"

  He chooses his words carefully, "Can you leave before you get used to it?"

   Luoshen turned his head and blinked at him suspiciously.

  Zhang Yang pointed outside, "I can't explain it to my parents."

  Luo Shen thought for a while and asked, "How do I leave?"

   "Piercing through walls, invisibility, flashing... whatever."

   Luoshen looked at him like a fool.

   "It's okay to jump off the building. Since you are not afraid of the cold, you shouldn't fall to your death, right?"

  Luo Shen didn't even bother to look at him anymore, and turned to continue playing with his mobile phone, "Your parents won't come to your room, you should go out quickly, don't let them come in and call you."

   "Then you can't always hide in my room?"

   Luoshen turned to look at him, with an innocent expression on her sweet and pure face, "Then where shall I go?"

   "..."

   Zhang Yang was at a loss for words for a while, "As a gold finger, don't you have any other skills?"

"Yes, I have."

  She replied neatly, which rekindled Zhang Yang's hope, but then extinguished it with a puff, "I can continue to be your golden finger."

"as usual?"

"Yup."

"do you have anything else?"

  She shook her head calmly.

   "..."

   Zhang Yang lay down on the bed, feeling that his mind was still a little messy, and heard his father outside say: "It's time to get up, otherwise it won't be too late, and it's not good to go late."

   "I'll go out first, don't run around in the house."

   Zhang Yang told her worriedly that he was about to go out, but suddenly thought of something, touched the doorknob, and turned to look at her, "Can you eat?"

   Luoshen raised his head, and looked at him like a fool again.

   Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, "I mean...uh, do you have to go to the toilet too?"

   The number of words is a bit small, so let’s post it first, and keep updating.

  (end of this chapter)