95: Chapter 95 Um... I've changed my mind. Is it too late to back out now?

Night.

After discussing the matter of the group's name, Shen Qingxue went back to her room to rest.

Seeing this, Lu Li didn't linger in the living room either and returned to his bedroom.

After returning to the bedroom, even though he had calmed down, he still felt a bit surreal.

That's truly amazing.

Just two days ago they were still recording a show together as colleagues, and yet in the blink of an eye, Shen Qingxue had moved into his house?

This plot development was even more absurd than a novel.

Lu Li lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, with all sorts of messy thoughts spinning in his mind; the more he thought about it, the more awake he became.

He tossed and turned, then flipped back over.

He couldn't sleep.

He simply decided not to sleep anymore.

Lu Li fished out his phone, ready to surf the internet.

Just as he opened Weibo here, a bunch of @mention notifications popped up densely, almost triggering his trypophobia.

Lu Li randomly clicked on one and was redirected to a page.

At the top of the page, a line of text was prominently written.

[Lu Li × Shen Qingxue CP Super Topic]

Lu Li was instinctively stunned for a moment.

Wasn't the show already over? Why was this kind of CP Super Topic still kept?

He scrolled down, and the more he looked, the more peculiar his expression became.

The Super Topic's avatar used that princess-carry photo, and the cover image was the one of him kneeling on one knee holding flowers.

Lu Li's mouth twitched, and then he continued to scroll down.

The posts inside were absurdly numerous, and their style was even more bizarre.

[Brothers and sisters!!! I've already moved the Civil Affairs Bureau here, please get married on the spot!!!]

[Who would have thought that after a dating show ended, not only did I not climb out of the pit, but I fell even deeper.]

[To be frank, Lu Li is definitely the goddess's sole preference! Look at what has become of Zhou Yichen next door.]

[I'm dying of laughter, Zhou Yichen is getting his corpse whipped even while lying down.]

[Wuwuwu can they really be together? The CP I ship has never come true, let me fulfill my dream this time.]

[Stop dreaming upstairs, ending the show means breaking up, this is the law of dating shows.]

[I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen, none of this is true!]

After reading it, Lu Li's expression grew increasingly complicated.

These netizens' imagination was much stronger than his.

What could he say? He and Shen Qingxue were really just... um, temporarily just cooperative partners.

Although she did move into his house.

But that didn't mean anything, right?

Lu Li exited the Super Topic, ready to wander around elsewhere.

But on the homepage recommendations, aside from the news about Shen Qingxue terminating her contract, the rest was entirely content related to him.

The three songs he sang on the show were still hanging up there even now, and their popularity remained high.

Basically, if you randomly clicked on one, the comment section was full of people urging him to release songs.

[When will the audio source for little dimples come out? I want to put it on loop!]

[What about actor? Hurry up with actor too, alright!]

[And that song the ordinary road, I've already listened to the screen-recorded version a hundred times, please release an official version.]

[Lu Li, can you hurry up? Are you slacking off?]

Looking at this comment, Lu Li silently replied in his heart.

Guessed right, but there's no prize, because he was indeed slacking off.

However, in the days ahead, Lu Li felt that things wouldn't be that simple; he probably wouldn't even be able to slack off if he wanted to.

With Shen Qingxue's forceful personality, if he were to cooperate with her...

Wouldn't a layer of his skin be peeled off?

Hiss, thinking of this, Lu Li instinctively shuddered.

Forget it, stop thinking about it; the more he thought, the less he could sleep.

Lu Li tossed his phone aside, turned over, and pulled the quilt over his head.

Sleep, sleep, his little life was important; otherwise, if he ended up getting transmigrated back to Earth, that would be awkward.

...

The next morning.

Lu Li was woken up by a fragrance that made his mouth water.

He opened his eyes drowsily and instinctively sniffed.

What smell? So fragrant?

"Huh?! A thief?!"

The next second, Lu Li abruptly sat up from the bed, but before long, his widened eyes gradually returned to a lazy appearance.

That's right, he almost forgot, Shen Qingxue had moved in.

Thinking of this, Lu Li quickly got out of bed, stepped into his slippers, and walked out of the bedroom.

In the kitchen, Shen Qingxue was busy in front of the stove.

She had changed into a simple casual home outfit, her hair casually tied into a low ponytail, with a few stray strands of hair hanging by her ears.

In the frying pan on the stove, two fried eggs were sizzling, their edges fried to a golden and crispy perfection.

Porridge was boiling in the pot next to it, bubbling and emitting hot steam.

Hearing the commotion, Shen Qingxue turned her head and glanced at him.

"Awake?"

"Mhm."

Lu Li leaned against the kitchen door frame, looking at the scene before him with a sense of unreality.

Shen Qingxue was making him breakfast.

The national goddess Shen Qingxue... oh no, she should be the former national goddess, making him breakfast in his home kitchen.

If the netizens found out about this, wouldn't Weibo's servers paralyze for three days? Wouldn't he be chased and hacked with knives by netizens?

"What are you dazing for? Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

Shen Qingxue's voice pulled him back to reality.

"Oh, oh."

Lu Li turned and walked toward the bathroom, taking two steps before looking back again.

Shen Qingxue had already turned back to continue frying eggs, her movements proficient and her posture calm.

He couldn't help staring for another two seconds.

Hiss, this scene inexplicably felt a bit beautiful, and even carried a hint of anticipation? What was going on here?

...

When Lu Li finished washing up and came out, two bowls of porridge, two fried eggs, and a small dish of pickles had already been arranged on the dining table.

Shen Qingxue sat opposite him, quietly scooping porridge to drink.

Lu Li sat down casually, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a fried egg, and took a bite.

The edges were crispy, the yolk was runny, and the heat control was just right.

"Damn, delicious."

He couldn't help giving Shen Qingxue a thumbs-up.

"Eat quickly, there's plenty of work to do today."

Shen Qingxue ignored his flattery, scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth with unhurried movements, yet her tone was unquestionable.

Lu Li's action of biting the fried egg paused for a second, and he raised his head.

"What's the matter?"

He asked while chewing, his tone casual, as his chopsticks picked up another piece of fried egg.

Shen Qingxue put down her spoon, raised her head, and looked at him with a peculiar expression.

"Aren't you going to deal with your penalty for breach of contract? Aren't you going to release songs? The subsequent operation of the group, the recording of songs, as well as account registration, publicity and promotion..."

She rattled off seven or eight matters in one breath.

Lu Li had half a fried egg dangling from his mouth, completely dumbfounded, his brain completely unable to keep up.

"Damn, who can relate to this?"

He had only thought about staying at home writing songs and slacking off, forgetting that on top of that, he had to deal with all these crappy chores first.

"I... can I still quit?"

Lu Li asked weakly.

Shen Qingxue didn't speak; she just picked up her chopsticks, picked up the fried egg in her bowl, and took an elegant bite.

Then she raised her head and looked expressionlessly at Lu Li.

"What do you think?"

Lu Li felt his back turn cold from that look of hers, and he instinctively shrank his neck.

"Fine, fine, fine, I won't quit, I won't quit. Whatever you say goes."

Shen Qingxue withdrew her gaze and continued drinking her porridge.