"How can my little prospective girlfriend be so cute."
"… "
my day.
Jiang Su is not over, is it? !
Lin Wei glared at Jiang Su, moved her lips several times, but couldn't recall a complete sentence.
She shouldn't have been confused by his expression just now.
his milk
He sucks.
Jiang Su looked at her with a smile in his eyes, just like he usually teases stray kittens in the community, and pinched her earlobe again.
Lin Wei slapped his hand away with a slap in her head, and then stood up.
He looked at her frizzy appearance and snorted lightly.
Lin Wei, who was bending over to pick up her schoolbag, paused.
After two seconds, she slowly retracted the hand that reached out to the schoolbag, then turned to look at Jiang Su.
She blinked, suddenly possessed herself, and leaned into his ear: "Brother Su, I don't want to act like a spoiled child with you, there is another reason."
Jiang Su's throat tightened.
Lin Wei's voice softened: "I'm afraid my brother in the house will get sick."
The girl's voice was soft, and every word was soft.
Jiang Su felt that his entire brain system was paralyzed, and he couldn't turn around. His reaction was delayed for a few seconds before he lifted his eyelids, and his voice was hoarse: "... huh?"
Lin Wei blinked and her eyes fell.
Jiang Su's temple jumped suddenly.
That long-lost, bad premonition instantly sat in his heart.
Before he could take any psychological precautions, the girl's delicate voice came again: "Too many cold showers are not good for your health."
The little girl's words were said slowly, and after she finished speaking, her eyes drifted to his lower body very slowly.
Jiang Su's scalp felt numb at the sight of her.
Immediately afterwards, he heard her say: "Similarly, using too many hands is not good for the body."
"… "
Jiang Su froze, and even his breathing stopped.
When he returned to his senses, she was the only one left in the room.
Jiang Su looked down at the place she had just looked at.
"Hold."
After three seconds, he took another look, then he threw the pillow on the ground and stood up.
As the bathroom door was slammed shut, he gritted his teeth and scolded again, "I'm really fucking fucked."
…
Running out of Jiang Su's house, Lin Wei ran to the door of the house. Just as she was about to open the door with the key, the door was opened.
Chen Zhan saw her: "Fuck, why are you?"
Lin Wei looked up at Chen Zhan.
Chen Zhan second counseled: "Are you hungry? I ordered takeout, and I can eat it after washing my hands downstairs."
Lin Wei: "…"
Lin Wei went into the house a second before to change her shoes, and the takeaway arrived the next second.
Delivery boy: "That seventy-eight dollars."
"Oh, wait." Chen Zhan took it out of his pocket, took out a bunch of money and handed it to the delivery boy.
The delivery boy counted: "It's two dollars short."
Chen Zhan didn't quite believe what the delivery boy said: "Ah? I was familiar with seventy-eight at that time, and I ordered takeout at seventy-eight."
"It's really only seventy-six." The delivery boy counted the money in front of Chen Zhan.
"Then wait." Chen Zhan put the takeaway on the table and stepped into his room with a pair of slippers. He rummaged through the boxes and turned the cabinets for a while. The takeaway brother standing at the door began to urge him. He counted how many. A dime coin came out and asked the takeaway brother, "Can I get a discount?"
Lin Wei, who was going to take a bath with a change of clothes and a bath towel: "..."
After two seconds, she sighed and turned back to the room. She took twenty dollars and came out, "Here."
Chen Zhan was stunned for a moment, and the next second he waved his hand hurriedly: "No, no, no."
Lin Wei handed it forward again, and then she handed the money to the delivery boy.
The delivery boy found eighteen dollars, and by the way, he returned the ten one-cent coins that Chen Zhan gave him.
When the delivery boy left, Chen Zhan stuffed the ten coins into his pocket and handed the eighteen dollars to Lin Wei.
Lin Wei didn't answer: "Didn't you say give me takeout?"
Chen Zhan raised his head.
"Just take the money I paid." After speaking, Lin Wei turned around and went into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Lin Wei was surprised to find that Chen Zhan had actually taken apart the takeaway box and placed it neatly on the dining table without even touching the chopsticks.
It really doesn't fit his style.
When Chen Zhan saw her looking at him, he immediately pointed to the chair in front of him: "It's getting cold for the takeaway."
Lin Wei dropped the towel in her hand and ran over.
Chen Zhan ordered barbecue. She took an iron stick, bit a piece of meat, and saw Chen Zhan open a bottle of beer.
Seeing her staring at the wine in his hand, Chen Zhan asked, "What's the hour?"
Lin Wei randomly chewed the meat and swallowed it into her stomach: "Yes."
Chen Zhan pushed the cup that had just arrived in front of her.
Lin Wei took another bite of the meat and said vaguely, "But I'm not very good at drinking, so I'm drunk in one bite."
"What about your wine?" Chen Zhan stopped pushing the wine.
"I don't know," Lin Wei shook her head, and threw the empty lottery on the table: "Every time I finish drinking, it breaks."
Chen Zhan shook his hand, and the image of her drunkenly overturning the entire room and beating him to the point of being carried into the hospital with blood poured into his mind instantly.
"Fuck!"
He scolded a swear word, and the next second, he took back the wine that was pushed to Lin Wei, and drank it all in one breath without saying a word.
Lin Wei held up the iron stick that had eaten half of the chicken wing and winked at him.
Chen Zhan poured the wine from the bottle into a glass, then rinsed the bottle with water, took a can of milk from the refrigerator, poured it into the bottle, and pushed it in front of Lin Wei: "You drink this."
"… "
Lin Wei was stunned for three seconds: "Do you think I'm mentally retarded?"
"I'm mentally retarded, so you drink this." Chen Zhan, who was afraid that she would grab the glass of wine in front of him in the next second, suffocated as he spoke.
Before eating barbecue, Chen Zhan blew a bottle of beer, ran to the toilet twice, and couldn't eat after eating a small half of the skewer.
Lin Wei, who didn't want to waste it, had to reluctantly nibble his favorite grilled sausages and grilled wings.
The two of them went back to their rooms after dinner.
Lin Wei was lying on the bed, picked up the fully charged mobile phone, and saw the message Bai Jian sent about half an hour ago.
It was a link to the school forum. When I clicked on it, it was an ID named Jiang Su without an avatar. It posted a message: Liang Yuan is not my type.
The reply below has been fried.
Some people asked if this was the real Jiang Su, and some people wondered what was going on.
The ID without an avatar is Jiang Su, and there is a bubble in the reply area: Really.
At the same time, Bai Jian was also fried.
"Weiwei, is this really the school tyrant's number?"
"Did he go to the forum to clarify himself?"
"… "
Lin Wei was a little confused.
She forwarded the forum link to Jiang Su, and sent a question mark by the way.
I want to go to Tsinghua University:
(End of this chapter)