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295 Lu Mingxue is a Panda Control

Lin Huan and Xia Molang went home for a day before they saw a message from Lu Mingxue.

[Come to my house at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning to discuss game development.]

...

Is it Lu Mingxue's house instead of Xi Xiao's house?

This is a bit...

To be honest, Lin Huan is a little afraid of Lu Mingxue's mother. Now that the New Year is approaching, her mother cannot be at home no matter how busy she is...

【By the way, my parents are on business trips now, so you can come here at any time.】

Can you tell your concerns at a glance?

This Lu Mingxue is really a bit amazing...

"What... Are you going to Xiaoxue's house to play games? Go, go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I can finally get involved in Xiaoxue's boudoir. You must be very excited now, right?"

"Shut up."

"And, Gou Huan is so cold." Xia Mo was not angry either. She was having fun today and felt quite tired now. She would get up early tomorrow. She only had one thought in her heart, which was to go to bed.

"Gou Huan, today's date is not over yet... do you know what to do next?"

"I heard your tone, does it mean that you are itchy and need to be beaten?"

Xia Mo lay on the bed, responding lazily, "Yes, yes, come and bully me... Master, I want to push my back for an hour, thank you."

"..." To be honest, Lin Huan had a little bit of a mistake here, but this embarrassment could not be seen by Xia Mo.

"Just push back massage, right?"

"Or what do you want to do...ah!"

Xia Mo instantly made a tremolo of shame.

Lin Huan and Xia Mo came to Lu Mingxue and Xixiao's community early as agreed.

"This time I'm ringing the doorbell of Xiaoxue's house."

"I know this, you don't need to say more."

The weather was a little cold today. Lin Huan rubbed his hands while pressing the room number of Lu Mingxue's community.

The doorbell was connected, but no one spoke. At this time, the two of them heard the sound of the access control being opened.

Don’t you confirm who is the person who rings the bell?

Such an imprudent attitude is not like Lu Mingke's usual style.

"Ah," Xia Mo suddenly shouted, "Speaking of this, Xiaoxue asked us to come so early, maybe she prepared breakfast for us--you shouldn't have eaten buns in the morning."

"You are thinking too much. Lu Mingxue didn't say what he did for us, how could it be-"

"Come?"

The person who opened the door of Lu Mingxue's house was Xiao Qian. She held Lin Huan's hand with a smile, "Come in quickly... Is Momo here too?"

"Are you there... do you want to change your shoes?"

"Well... let's change it. Since it's our little dog Huan, there's no need to ask you to wear shoe covers... Momo is the same, this is a spare slipper."

...

Lin Huan looked at the various pink, white, and rabbit slippers on the shoe rack, and couldn't help but feel doubtful;

"Oh... don't be embarrassed, we are all old friends... Come in and sit down--"

A pair of slippers suddenly disappeared in Sister Xiao Qian's sight; it was Xia Mo who put it away-the corridor was a little cold, and Lin Huan didn't want to be in the door, so he chose a slightly neutral panda decorative slipper and entered the living room.

"You guys sit down first, haven't eaten so early yet, right? Xiaoxue is making breakfast for you in the kitchen...I'll bring it out for you."

After hearing this, Xia Mo stummed Lin Huan's arm hard, "Look! Look, what I'm saying!"

Hell... Lin Huan was completely confused. Did the sun come out from the west today?

However, why is she unwilling to come out to meet now?

After all, Lin Huan was visiting someone else's house, so Lin Huan was embarrassed to wander around.

Although Lu Mingxue’s family and Xixiao’s family are of the same type, their styles are completely different; Xixiao’s family is a very common home-style residential building, with a strong modern atmosphere and various artistic styles, basically how to look good and decorate it; Lu Mingxue’s family seems much more depressing, with antique classical decoration, with various paintings, calligraphy, and blue and white porcelain hanging on the walls.

"I've been waiting for a long time!"

Sister Xiao Qian, wearing baking gloves, brought a plate of cookies and two cups of steaming milk. "This cookie was just roasted by Xiaoxue. Please try it and see how it tastes."

"Why is that little sister, Lu Mingxue's classmate—"

"She is still baking something else, and she will come out to see you after she finishes it-" As she said that, Sister Xiao Qian leaned into Lin Huan's ear, "She is very shy today. She dressed up specifically to see you, so look forward to it..."

???

The more Lin Huan listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Isn’t this here to discuss game planning? Why do you have to dress up specifically?

It must be Sister Xiao Qian teasing herself.

However, if Lu Mingxue really has no other meaning, why do you have to make cookies for yourself? It's so strange...

Cookies are Xixiao's favorite snacks. In fact, Lin Huan doesn't like sweets so much. However, because it was made by Xixiao, he was enough to eat them all in big mouthfuls, but Lu Mingxue's is-

"Gou Huan... Um Mum... This cookie is so delicious! It tastes happy! You can try it now!"

It is obvious that everything you eat is the taste of happiness, but I still feel embarrassed to be there—

Um...

Really, it's super delicious!

Although I’m a little sorry for Xi Xiao, who has always taken care of him, this is the first time Lin Huan has tasted such a unique dessert. It is obviously a cookie that looks so common. After biting it, the malt aroma emitted in the morning melts into the tip of the tongue and melts in the mouth, becoming a unique taste of sweet but not greasy, including milk, coconut fragrance, and a faint honey smell. If you take it out and sell it, it is definitely a high-end product with high prices.

The two of them ate delicious cookies and completely forgot about eating two trays of buns in the morning. When they were thirsty, they naturally picked up the hot milk cup and took a sip. The milk they were about to give them was also rich in flavor. Perhaps because of the influence of the cookies, the milk became particularly delicious. Xia Mo began to soak the milk in cookies. Lin Huan picked up the milk cup prepared by Sister Xiao Qian for himself, which was also printed with a cute panda pattern. He didn't notice this, but just raised his head and gudong. The two of them were eating very comfortably.

Someone had two stomach bags in his stomach. After eating cookies and buns, Xia Mo's stomach seemed to be still not full.

"I can't help it...I'm going to see what delicious Xiaoxue is cooking now!"

Xia Mo has always been an action-oriented person who is faster than he says. Lin Huan couldn't help but run into the kitchen.

Really... Even if you hide, it wouldn't be good to disturb you like this -

Lin Huan said he was going to go to La Xia Mo, but he was actually very curious about what Lu Mingxue was cooking now...

Click.

Lin Huan was walking towards the kitchen when he suddenly heard the door handle of a room in the room being turned on.

...

...

ah.

Why……

Lin Huan and someone he was planning to go and see were looking at each other.

Someone was wearing a panda headband with a very, very cute contrast effect, and rubbed his eyes. When he saw that it was Lin Huan, he immediately took a step back with fear and horror in his expression, as if he was experiencing a purgatory on earth.

"Aren't you in the kitchen? Did you just wake up? Ah...wait, I got it-"

Although Lin Huan's mind was spinning very quickly, it was still not as fast as Lu Mingxue's actions. She picked up the clothespin rod from the corridor and somebody put it there, held it up and poked Lin Huan, pushing it against Lin Huan's belly, just like dealing with a large carnivore; her pupils lost their highlights, which was completely blackened than Xi Xiao's residual expression.

"Get out, now, immediately, right away."

"Wait, wait a moment, listen to my explanation-"

Bang!

Lin Huan was kicked out of the house by Lu Mingxue.
Chapter completed!
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