Celestial Master Cultivation Diary

Chapter 151. 150. How hard can a man's mouth really be?

"Then...sleep together?"

"roll!"

Seeing her turn around all of a sudden, Li Zhe coughed slightly: "Good night then."

"Humph."

Helping her close the door, when Li Zhe went back to his room to lie down, his phone vibrated and he received a voice message.

In just two seconds, there was a fierce "Good night!"

With a broken smile, he shook his head, plugged in the phone, and pulled the quilt casually, and Li fell asleep happily.

……

The next day Young Master Li woke up very early, not due to insomnia, nor did he wake up naturally, nor was he woken up by Lin Youyou, but it had nothing to do with this girl.

This guy bought a lot of things, but Li Zhe, who filled in all the recipients, also left his number. Some merchants have warehouses in Jinghai, and they directly shipped the goods overnight, and they really did it every other day.

This efficiency was so fast that it was as if he was afraid that Lin Youyou would go back on his word and cancel the order.

In addition to a lot of logistics text messages, Li Zhe was mainly woken up by a phone call from a courier boy, saying that he had to go downstairs to pick up an item in person.

After hastily putting on clothes, he brought his mobile phone and keys, and with a faint breath of waking up from a disturbed dream, Li Zhe trotted downstairs with mints in his mouth, and got an extremely huge box.

Not only is it big, but it's also very heavy. Fortunately, the courier brother was warm enough to help him move into the elevator.

Pushing and pulling all the way like this, Li Zhe spent a lot of effort, and finally dragged it home. I don't know if there was too much noise. Lin Youyou was also woken up, and followed in a daze. He washes up together.

"Did you buy that? It's so big."

Xiaoyou looked at it, and there was nothing written on the box, so she couldn't see it: "I forgot..."

"Good guy, you don't know what you bought yourself."

After drying his face, Li Zhe finished washing first, and looked around the big box: "Then I opened the box for you?"

"Go ahead, I remember what it is."

The pores and thoughts were awakened together in the clear water, and Lin Youyou finally recalled her shopping list: "It's for you, but we both can use it."

"Can they all be used?"

Confused, Li Zhe had successfully opened the box, revealing the disassembled parts inside: "This is... a chair?"

"Yes." Xiao Nizi squatted down and touched it: "Ergonomic chair."

This was the biggest order she had ever reluctantly bought in recent times, but it was worth it for Brother Li's waist.

Seeing him hammering his old waist every day, Lin Youyou was worried for a while, for fear that his body would collapse at a young age.

"It should be better to stand up for office work, but you are too lazy, and a chair is suitable for you. After writing a draft for a while, stand up and walk around."

Although Li Zhe didn't speak, looking at his burning eyes, Lin Youyou could feel that he liked it very much, and the pain of chopping his hands disappeared immediately: "Then pretend it yourself, I don't know how to handle this thing... ...I'm going to make you breakfast."

Although you have to assemble it by yourself, there are instruction manuals after all, and what is left to the user is the simplest part. Apart from being a bit heavy, it is not too laborious.

When Lin Youyou came out with the pimple soup, Li Zhe had already installed all the chairs. Seeing him sitting on it, jumping up and down excitedly, his buttocks kept rising and falling like a small motor, Xiao Nizi couldn't laugh or cry: " It's not a trampoline, what are you doing? Testing elasticity?"

"This cushion is really comfortable, and the waist is also supported, so it's not so empty..."

Li Zhe sat upright, giving feedback on his user experience to his sponsors, then kicked his legs amidst the sound of urging, the pulley rolled, and just slid all the way to the edge of the dining table, Lin Youyou sighed straight after watching: "I feel like I It's like buying you a wheelchair... It's early in the morning, so be careful downstairs and come up to beat you."

"No, I'm on the carpet."

Li Zhe took his bowl of noodle soup and slipped on the living room carpet again. Lin Youyou looked at him while eating, obviously bought it to facilitate his work, but in the end, he was forced to sit as a toy by this man .

……

In the lazy afternoon, the TV is connected to the mobile phone to cast the screen, and the latest popular videos are playing.

Opening the refrigerator door, Li Zhe looked around and wondered, "Xiaoyou, did you see the cold drink you bought earlier when you were putting away the dishes? I remember there was still a box of matcha left, which I put aside here Coming up..."

There was no response from the living room, and when he walked out of the kitchen, Xiao Nizi just ate the last bite of the stick with her mouth in her mouth.

Not only did he eat it, but he rolled it in his throat, and even opened his mouth to show him triumphantly—he swallowed it all, and there was nothing left.

Squeezing her face, Li Zhe lay on the sofa, feeling the half-heat and half-cool draft, closed his eyes and sighed: "It's so hot."

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Although the temperature has not risen completely, the stuffy feeling is already there. Moreover, Jinghai is very hot and stuffy. Whether it is the air conditioner or the fan, it is a little cold when it is turned on. If it is not turned on, it is too cold It's hot and stuffy.

Spring is sleepy, autumn is lacking, and summer naps. This kind of sweltering heat really makes people not want to move. They just want to lie there lazily and close their eyes every day. It is obviously a summer with long days and short nights, but it feels like time passes faster than usual. In a daze, thinking about things, time slips through the fingers in a flash, and the sunrise and sunset are only in the blink of an eye.

"I really want to eat watermelon... I really want to eat iced watermelon." After saying that, Li Zhe couldn't help licking his lips, feeling like he was hallucinating, as if he really licked a hint of sweetness.

Leaning on his body and kissing him twice, Xiao Nizi's lips were cool, with a hint of ice cream: "How about I go downstairs and buy it for you?"

Stretching out his hand to touch her bare thigh, Li Zhe thought for a while: "Forget it, I'll go buy it myself, you wait for me at home."

"Can you pick a watermelon?"

"Is there anything you won't pick, isn't it just a pat?"

Lin Youyou looked at him with a smile, and nodded: "Well, what then?"

"Then listen to the voice."

"How do you hear it?"

"..." Li Zhe faltered twice, unable to answer.

When buying melons, holding a watermelon and taking a picture is something everyone will do, and it has even become one of the procedures for buying watermelons.

Some people may really be able to tell whether the watermelon is ripe or not in this way, but for Li Zhe, it is simply a matter of listening, and the main thing is to pay attention to a sense of ritual. If he has photographed it, it is a ripe melon. It's raw melon eggs.

But a man's competitive spirit does not allow him to bow his head: "Hey, don't worry, I often buy melons, can I choose?"

As he said that, he walked out, and as soon as he closed the door on his front foot, he took out his mobile phone and started searching on his back foot.

"How to pick a watermelon?"

Blocked by the heavy anti-theft door, the wireless network was a little slow, and the page turned and turned and turned, and couldn't be loaded for a long time, and then the door opened again.

Lin Youyou looked at him with her head out, her eyes narrowed and narrowed: "Too crisp and stuffy are not good, you buy the one that sounds moderate."

"I know I know."

Li Zhe pressed the elevator several times, shaking his feet in the corridor, staring at the elevator's floor going up little by little: "I've been buying melons for so many years, how can I not know?"

Seeing that she still wanted to talk, Young Master Li waved his hands again and again: "You don't need to teach me how to do things. It's not that I don't know. I understand everything about what to see and hear."

"No, I want to say..." Lin Youyou pointed to the TV at home and cleared her throat: "You didn't turn off the screencasting..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)