After I died, the male supporting characters all turned black and went crazy

Chapter 162: Can’t finish eating, can’t finish eating at all

Su Ping didn't expect him to be so sensitive and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Indeed, her behavior looked a bit like she was going to be a hooligan.

But she didn't want Lu Zhiyan to see her emotions, so she asked him back.

"If not now, then when?"

"Or are you saying that you can't do it?"

Listening to her double-entendre words, Lu Zhiyan felt a pain in his temples.

Does she also have no sense of propriety when joking with other men?

Although he was unhappy, he did not show it.

He held Su Ping's hand and slowly placed it on his lower abdomen.

Feeling the unevenness under the fabric, Su Ping couldn't help but want to give him a thumbs up.

Why is this guy so excited? He really wants to touch his abdominal muscles.

Li Moyu, who was watching the two of them from the side, frowned and stood up: "The game isn't over yet, what are you two whispering about?"

Su Ping quickly pressed against Lu Zhiyan's chest and tried to withdraw, but he held her waist tightly.

"Not touching again?"

It's not enough to just say a few words to him, how can this man be so petty?

"Let's compete first. Others are watching. How embarrassing."

Lu Zhiyan snorted coldly and let her go.

Do you feel embarrassed now?

I don't know who was reluctant to let go just now.

Lu Zhiyan felt a breath of relief in his chest, as the game ended with two goals.

The boy opposite was hit on the shoulder by his ball and felt his arm was almost numb.

No one knew what had stimulated this guy, but he suddenly went crazy and hit the vital points directly.

If he hadn't dodged in time, it would have been his head that was hit.

Li Moyu's team lost, and not only did they have to be responsible for the evening barbecue, but their plan to date the handsome guy was also ruined.

"Pingping, why don't you know how to stop him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Zhiyan's gaze sweeping over.

Su Ping spread his hands helplessly.

Is it that she doesn't want to stop it?

This guy is so competitive that she can't stop him at all.

Li Moyu honestly went over there to help set up the barbecue grill.

The little boy who had just been thrown into his arms blushed when he saw her coming.

"Sister, this is too heavy. Let me do it."

Li Moyu looked at the light rack in his hand and suddenly realized something.

"It's really heavy. My wrist is about to break."

The little boy immediately put down what he was holding and came over to check her hand.

Li Moyu was secretly happy. He didn't expect to receive such treatment even after losing.

She used to not understand Pingping’s method of pretending to be weak in front of men, but now she just wants to learn it frame by frame.

But now the screen seems to be different from before.

Li Moyu looked at Su Ping who was walking on the beach with Lu Zhiyan and frowned slightly.

Could it be that Pingping really gave up on such a tactless man?

As Lu Zhiyan was walking, he suddenly sneezed three times.

He looked around. Who was scolding him?

Su Ping heard the sneeze and thought of the last time he drank Chinese medicine.

The sun was about to set, and the sea breeze dissipated a lot of the heat.

Su Ping looked at Lu Zhiyan whose shirt buttons were half-unbuttoned, and after thinking for a while, she reached out and buttoned his shirt one by one.

She was already in poor health, and if she caught a cold from playing volleyball it would be her fault.

Lu Zhiyan took in the disgusted expression on her face.

What does she mean? Does she think she is not good enough?

Lu Zhiyan's face darkened and he slapped away her hand that was buttoning his shirt.

Su Ping touched the back of her hand that was hurt by the slap, and watched him unbutton the buttons he had just fastened one by one.

I even unbuttoned a few more, and the texture of my abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen.

Is he sick again?

Seeing her staring at him, Lu Zhiyan snorted and patted his chest.

"What's a little wind? I'm in good health."

Su Ping was too lazy to communicate with him and just let him go.

If he wants to keep it open, then let him do it. She can still feast her eyes on it.

Seeing that she was silent, Lu Zhiyan thought that she agreed with what he said, and he straightened his back unconsciously.

The sea breeze blew into the shirt, and because the hem was tucked into the suit pants, the wind had nowhere to escape. From the back, he looked like a balloon.

This was not the first time Su Ping had eaten barbecue. He had eaten it once with Tu Ling and the others on the top floor of Juse.

Tie Niu was there that time too.

Su Ping sighed and looked at Lu Zhiyan, who had the same face as Tie Niu.

Why is the gap between people so big?

Tie Niu was considerate and obedient. He would roast the food and hand it to her mouth, and would also consider her face and say that he had eaten it all himself.

This Lu Zhiyan is like a starving ghost reincarnated.

She finally saw a string of cooked chicken wings, but before she could reach out, Lu Zhiyan took it away.

In the end, she didn't finish a single skewer, and Lu Zhiyan already had three or four empty skewers in his hand.

Li Moyu was surrounded by several little boys, who handed her handfuls of skewers.

Can't finish it, can't finish it at all.

She looked at Ping Ping, who was looking at her with a face full of resentment, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Things change, I never thought Pingping would end up like this.

Lu Zhiyan had indeed never eaten barbecue.

The Lu family has strict education, and his parents will not allow him to eat these unclean things.

Today was his first time eating it, and it tasted surprisingly delicious.

After finding that most of the food had gone into his stomach, he wiped his hands and handed the freshly grilled skewers to Su Ping.

Su Ping glanced at him and took it: "Thank you for your grace."

Her sarcastic words made Lu Zhiyan blush. He coughed twice, but was unwilling to admit that it was his first time eating it.

After a long time, he just said "hmm".

He still has some conscience.

Su Ping treated the skewers in his hand as Lu Zhiyan and chewed them viciously.

After the barbecue, a few little boys shyly brought their guitars, set up lights and sat on the beach.

"Isn't the guy you know pretty good? He formed a small band at school."

Listening to folk songs and feeling the sea breeze, Su Ping felt that his heart had never been so calm.

This cozy atmosphere made her forget that she was in the world of a novel, and she truly felt their happiness.

"what are you thinking about?"

Seeing Su Ping sitting on the beach staring at the waves in a daze, Lu Zhiyan walked over and sat down beside her.

"I wonder if the mermaid wouldn't have turned into foam if she hadn't saved the prince."

Lu Zhiyan looked at her speechlessly.

He really shouldn't have expected anything from her. Her way of thinking was not that of a normal person.

You never know what she is thinking next second.

Su Ping withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the sea.

At this moment she suddenly felt a little confused.

She felt that she had to leave quickly. The longer she stayed here, the more she couldn't distinguish between the world of fiction and reality.

She thought she couldn't treat the living person in front of her as an emotionless paper figure.

She looked at Li Moyu who was immersed in folk songs in the distance and smiled.

Obviously they have their own thoughts and emotions, and each one is alive.