When the two were together, Lu Xu simply admitted the fact, and he didn't know what Ji Xiunian's attitude was.

"You think Brother Nian should be serious about Brother Xu."

Yao Yulong was also thinking about this issue, fearing that Lu Xu would suffer a loss.

After all, Ji Xiunian is a senior and already has a fan base. And Lu Xu is only eighteen years old, and his life has just begun. If there is any problem in their relationship in the future, the younger one will be hurt.

"Hey, no one is sure about the future. It's useless for us to think so much now." The two of them probably haven't been talking for long. It's useless for them to worry so much.

Love is a matter between two people, and what others say is superfluous. I just hope that Lu Xu can have some reservations so that even if something happens in the future, he won't be hurt too much.

Just as Yao Yulong was thinking about it, Xu Lele suddenly said: "Our brother Xu is only eighteen, and our brother Nian is already twenty-seven. Does this mean that brother Nian is eating young grass? I, brother Xinxu, can handle the matter." Well, even if something happens in the future, he won't be the one to look back."

Ji Xiunian was nine years older than Lu Xu. Even if it was just for fun, Lu Xu could still afford it at such a young age.

The two of them intuitively felt that Lu Xu was not the type to take advantage of others. When his roommate came back and couldn't continue, they immediately changed the topic.

***

Lu Xu went to Ji Xiunian's room and saw Bamei sleeping in the cat's nest on the balcony, basking in the sun. Its belly was round, and it looked like it had eaten a lot just now.

Lu Xu couldn't help but shake his head and said to Ji Xiunian: "Brother Nian, the way you feed me, I'm afraid Eighth Sister will really become fat like a pig."

"Meow?" The eighth sister, who was called a pig, immediately opened her eyes and looked at Lu Xu with a somewhat aggrieved look.

When Ji Xiunian saw this, he quickly comforted the eighth sister: "Not fat, not fat. Our eighth sister is not fat at all and has a good figure."

"Meow..." The eighth sister, who was praised by Ji Xiunian, felt much better instantly. She stood up with her tail swung and ran to his calf to rub again and again.

Even though he knew that Bamei liked Ji Xiunian, Lu Xu couldn't help but sigh: "Don't tell me, Bamei has a good personality, but you are the first one to make him like him so much."

"Really?" Ji Xiunian couldn't help but lower his head and look at Bamei with a gentle expression after hearing this, "It's probably fate. By the way, how old is Bamei this year? Is she two years old?"

Ji Xiunian vaguely remembered that a cat's lifespan was more than ten years, and he didn't know how old Bamei was this year.

For some reason, Ji Xiunian suddenly remembered Lai Chengshan's nonsense about the God of Death having a black cat, and that he was so cruel that even one look at him would kill him.

Looking down at the eighth sister at his feet, Ji Xiunian just felt like laughing. The chubby eighth sister looks soft and cute, how can she be related to cruelty.

But speaking of it, the eighth sister can be regarded as the cat of the God of Death, but I don't know how long the little guy can stay with Lu Xu.

Before Ji Xiunian could lament that the cat's lifespan was limited, Lu Xu had already calculated the age of the eighth sister: "The eighth sister should be quite young, at least thirty or forty years old."

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