Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

Gu Wanqing: "You didn't take everything from my house, did you?"

Lu Xingyuan: "It's not that simple."

At this point, he immediately opened the transaction window and sent all of Gu Wanqing's clothes, including underwear, socks, and the like.

Gu Wanqing's reaction was exactly what Lu Xingyuan had expected.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"That's amazing!"

To be fair, the emotional value provided was definitely spot on.

Lu Xingyuan was in a great mood and suddenly felt that everything he had done was no longer meaningless.

"They even have my favorite strawberry underwear! I'm so touched, I thought I'd never see it again."

Gu Wanqing explained the secret to Lu Xingyuan in detail: "These underwear are the most comfortable of all my underwear."

"The workmanship is excellent, and the materials are very solid. Did you feel its softness when you touched it?"

Have it?

Lu Xingyuan stroked his chin.

His expression immediately changed drastically.

Damn, that was close! This guy was testing me!

"Sorry, I didn't touch it."

Gu Wanqing: "I really didn't touch it, I really didn't do anything inappropriate with my underwear?"

You son of a bitch, I'm an upright person, I wouldn't do such a despicable and vile thing.

"Okay, then I believe you."

Gu Wanqing continued, "But these strawberry-patterned underwear are definitely my favorite, I'm not lying to you."

Lu Xingyuan: "A child is just a child."

Gu Wanqing: "So what type do you like?"

Without hesitation, Lu Xingyuan replied, "Of course, it's black lace."

Gu Wanqing: "Then I'll get you a pair of black lace boxer shorts next time, you must remember to wear them~"

Lu Xingyuan gave her the middle finger from a distance.

I'm a real man, who would wear that effeminate stuff?

"You even brought me my sailor-style mini-skirt, that's so kind of you."

Lu Xingyuan still vaguely remembered the sailor-style short skirt; it had a classic black and white color scheme and a large red bow at the neckline.

The skirt is very short, the length seems to be less than forty centimeters.

With this length, if you walk with even a slight movement, your strawberry underwear will be completely exposed.

However, given Gu Wanqing's personality, safety shorts are a must.

There's no way around it; these days, even if you're a gentleman, you still have to be careful.

"As a model student who gets awards every year, how can you wear such a short skirt? Does your homeroom teacher know?"

Gu Wanqing: "There's no way around it, every girl has a heart that longs to be a hot girl."

Gu Wanqing: "Besides, I haven't even worn this dress yet."

"I was initially disappointed, but since you brought it to me, it's not a complete waste."

"Hey, do you want to see me wear it?"

Lu Xingyuan: "..."

His gaze seemed to travel through time and space, and he saw a sweet-looking girl sitting in front of the console in a duck-like posture, typing text while the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up slightly. It was a sly, playful, and mischievous smile, with obvious teasing and provocation.

"Luckily, I studied the Spring and Autumn Annals, otherwise I would have really fallen into your trap."

As for what kind of path it is?

In any case, it could never be some kind of upright or honorable path.

"I am not that kind of person."

Lu Xingyuan added, "Besides, you don't even have a decent pair of stockings, what kind of sailor uniform are you wearing?"

That drawer was full of socks, all of them pure cotton.

There wasn't a single pair of stockings!

Therefore, Lu Xingyuan immediately concluded that Gu Wanqing's legs must be very thick, otherwise, how could she not even have a pair of stockings?

"You know nothing!"

"Bare legs are the epitome of perfection!"

"Only people who are insecure about their leg shape need to use stockings to modify their appearance!"

Lu Xingyuan: "Oh, really? I don't believe it."

Gu Wanqing quickly sent a photo.

The photo shows a pair of long, straight, jade-like legs, their lines perfectly proportioned, as if sketched by a painter with the most delicate brushstrokes. The skin is as white as snow, as delicate as mutton fat jade, or like solidified milk, shimmering softly in the light and shadow.

grunt.

Lu Xingyuan's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he really hasn't drunk milk in a long time.

Milk is good, you should drink milk, it's rich in protein.

"How so?"

Gu Wanqing sent a message.

Lu Xingyuan: "So-so."

Gu Wanqing: "You didn't just pull up your pants, did you?"

Then, she realized something, "Oh, you despicable junior, you deliberately tricked me into sending you photos, didn't you?"

Gu Wanqing wasn't wearing a sailor uniform.

In her words, "Anyway, you don't want to see it, so why should I wear it?"

A trap! A definite trap!

Lu Xingyuan held back and didn't jump in.

Lu Xingyuan had no intention of returning the supplies he collected from Gu Wanqing's home.

These were all collected by myself with great effort, and have absolutely nothing to do with her.

That's not your home, it's just a train station.

Besides, I had already done more than enough by returning her clothes to her without reservation.

If I were a pervert, I would definitely take away several pairs of her underwear and white socks.

"Damn it, I want to taste how sweet this plum is."

Lu Xingyuan noticed the plums inside the sack.

Each one is about half the size of a fist, bright red, and exudes a sweet fruity aroma.

This was at Gu Wanqing's insistence.

They said if they saw that plum tree, they should definitely pick some plums.

Lu Xingyuan simply found a cloth to wipe the white frost off the plum, then put it in his mouth and took a big bite.

The teeth make a crisp "crack" sound when they cut into the flesh, then sink into the soft pulp.

When you press your tongue against it, a burst of scalding sweetness instantly emerges, thick as honey, yet without any sticky or cloying feeling.

The sweet taste melted quickly, spreading from the back of the tongue to the whole body, leaving only a mouthful of rich fruity aroma.

"Holy crap? It's so sweet?"

Lu Xingyuan stared in astonishment.

This was the first time he had ever tasted such sweet plums.

All the complaints he had about Gu Wanqing vanished at that moment.

"How is it? Isn't it sweet?"

Gu Wanqing sent a question.

"sweet."

"Sweet is just right!"

Gu Wanqing sent a voice message, still in Lazy Sheep's unique voice, with a touch of childishness and a hint of arrogance.

"I planted these myself when I was a child, how could they not be sweet?"

Lu Xingyuan felt as if his soul had been struck at that moment.

The image of a little girl with pigtails struggling to dig through the soil in the yard automatically pops into my mind.

The little girl carefully planted the tiny sapling.

After doing all this, she squatted down beside the sapling, cupped her small face in her hands, and her gaze transcended the boundaries of time and space, meeting her current self.

Lu Xingyuan felt his throat go dry, as if a thousand words were about to burst forth, but in the end:

"Sister Qing is awesome!"

"Absolutely!"