When the two came out of the secluded passage, they clasped their hands and clasped their fingers.
Lin Chuyan led Xiang Nuan to stand still in the sun, raised his mobile phone, and took a picture of the two holding hands on the ground.
After he finished taking pictures, he gave Xiang Nuan a look, and Xiang Nuan pointed to the screen of his phone: "It broke."
"Well, it's going to be changed anyway."
He used this picture to repost on Moments, and then he seemed to feel something was wrong, he took Xiang Nuan's hand and looked down.
Sure enough not right.
Her palms were red, the skin was a little scratched, and her index finger was a little swollen.
"What's going on?" Lin Chuyan frowned.
"It took half a day to shoot the ball and that's it."
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
She doesn't hurt, he hurts—my heart hurts.
Lin Chuyan pulled Xiang Nuan to a bench by the side of the road and sat down, then stretched her index finger.
Xiang Nuan's index finger is swollen due to the wrong direction of force when dribbling. It is injured by the reaction force of the ball. It is not a big problem, and it will recover after a few days of recovery.
Her hand was too soft, and Lin Chuyan was reluctant to let it go after touching it. He wrapped her hand in his palm and said, "I will teach you later."
"You know how to play?"
"know a little."
"Then did you sign up for the basketball game?"
"No."
"why?"
"I don't want to train."
Xiang Nuan understood. Let's talk about one word - lazy.
He is so lazy, he must not like to exercise. Xiang Nuan was a little worried about his figure. This afternoon, she saw that the boys playing on the court were all in good shape. They were somewhat vanity, and she hoped that her boyfriend was also in good shape.
Xiang Nuan rolled up Lin Chuyan's sleeves, looked at the muscles on his forearms, and squeezed them curiously.
Lin Chuyan didn't know why, but when Xiang Nuan pinched him with his fingertips, he felt itchy—not on his body, but in his heart.
"What are you doing?" He was pinned down by her in a daze.
"Let me see your muscles," she confessed.
Lin Chuyan hid for a while, and put back his sleeves, "Close your eyes."
"What are you doing?"
"Close your eyes, I promise not to kiss you."
Xiang Nuan was quite curious about what he was going to do, so she closed her eyes. "Are you trying to do magic tricks for me?" she asked with her eyes closed. To conjure up a flower, or a bunny, or something like that in TV dramas.
Lin Chuyan didn't answer her. He grabbed her hand, reached into his T-shirt, and pressed it on her lower abdomen.
He was clearly prepared, but when her soft fingertips touched the skin on his lower abdomen, the strange touch made him take a breath uncontrollably, his body tensed up, and his heart beat faster. He just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect his reaction to be so big.
Xiang Nuan moved her fingers before realizing what she was touching. She was startled, and immediately withdrew her hand, opened her eyes and stared at him.
Lin Chuyan looked down at her, his eyes were bright. He subconsciously licked his lips and moved his throat.
Then asked her: "Did you touch it?"
"rogue."
The soft accusation made him smile. "It's up to you to see the muscles," he whispered.
"I didn't say I wanted to see my stomach, did I?"
"That's called abdominal muscles..." Lin Chuyan saw her move to the side, he leaned over cheekily, pressed close to her, and asked again in a low voice, "Did you feel it?"
"No!"
"Give you another chance."
"Go away..."
Lin Chuyan was afraid to annoy her, so he didn't dare to laugh, so he tried his best to hold back and asked, "What shall we do later?" Seeing that she was about to speak, he added, "Don't play games, your hands are like this."
"Then go to the library, I haven't studied hard for a long time."
"A date to the library?" Lin Chuyan didn't think it was a good idea.
"Lin Chuyan, don't you want to fight with me for building socialism?"
Lin Chuyan thought to herself, I would rather fight for family planning with you.
Of course, if you think about it, you can forget it. Naturally, you dare not say it, for fear of being beaten.
After that, the two went to the library to do homework for Xiang Nuan. Lin Chuyan used his bruised mobile phone to surf the Internet, found several sneakers, and asked Xiang Nuan which one he liked.
Xiang Nuan whispered, "I'll just buy it myself."
"It's a couple's model, and we just bought it together."
Lovers' shoes... Xiang Nuan felt a little sweet in her heart, and lowered her head and smiled.
After choosing the style, Lin Chuyan placed an order and paid, and then, something embarrassing happened... The payment showed that the balance was insufficient.
He has no money.
He secretly glanced at Xiang Nuan, she lowered her head and smiled, fortunately, she didn't notice this embarrassing scene.
Lin Chuyan placed another order, only buying women's models. Fortunately, there is enough money to buy a pair of shoes.
Well, it seems that they have to find a way to make money.
—
Lin Chuyan sent a message to Dad: Dad, have you seen my circle of friends
Lin Xueyuan: I didn't see it, it was blocked.
Lin Chuyan: ...
Lin Xueyuan couldn't bear to see his unlucky son crying poor in Moments, so he blocked him a long time ago. Seeing his son asking strange questions at this moment, he hurried to take a look.
Lin Xueyuan: Is it He Xiang Nuan? right? It can't be anyone else except Xiang Nuan, or your mother will go crazy.
Lin Xueyuan: Of course, if you are really with Xiang Nuan, I guess she will go crazy too.
Lin Xueyuan: Well, she has gone crazy.
He posted three messages in a row, and seemed quite excited, Lin Chuyan replied "yes" slowly.
Lin Xueyuan: Your mother cried.
Lin Chuyan: = =
Although I feel that my mother's emotions are a bit exaggerated, but now is a good time, so he said to his father: But I have no money to date.
Lin Xueyuan asked kindly: Oh? How much
Lin Chuyan: Can you take as much as you want
Lin Xueyuan: You can mention it first.
In line with the principle of "extravagant asking price to pay back the money on the spot, as bold as a person is, he will be more prolific", Lin Chuyan asked his father for 8 million.
Dad told him to go.
Then gave him eight hundred yuan.
He didn't dislike it either, he took the money first, and then said: Mom, don't you worry that I'm too poor and feel wronged by Xiang Nuan
Lin Xueyuan: Don't worry, your mother said that she would give Xiang Nuan a big red envelope.
Lin Chuyan: ...
It is clear at a glance who is the biological one.
—
Lin Xueyuan put down his phone, and smiled contemptuously: "Stinky boy, let you figure it out again, I will call you Dad."
Yue Yingying cried excitedly just now, but now her eyes are red, she naturally knows all about the conversation between her husband and son, so she is a little worried, "I don't have money for the first banquet, what if Nuan Nuan dislikes him?"
Lin Xueyuan smiled and said, "Do you still remember that when I first entered college, all the sneakers I wore were patched, did you dislike me?"
"To be honest, I was a little disgusted at the time."
"..." There is no way to talk today.
Yue Yingying recalled that time, and added: "But then you were so kind to me, I don't dislike you at all."
Lin Xueyuan finally saved some face.
Yue Yingying thought of the past, with a faint smile on her face, "I still remember, I wanted to change to a repeater, and you suddenly bought it for me, and then you said that you were too busy working part-time, and refused to have dinner with me. I just found out that you secretly ate steamed buns... There was another time, I really liked a dress, and you bought it without even saying hello, and the part-time job for more than a month was for nothing... My husband," Yue Yingying said and then Want to cry, "I'm so happy to meet you."
Lin Xueyuan hugged his wife and said with a smile, "Me too."
He has suffered a lot since he was a child, and he doesn't take suffering too seriously. At this moment he said: "So you see, if Chuyan really wants to be nice to Xiang Nuan, he will definitely find a way by himself. Maybe he will start a part-time job."
"What if he doesn't go?"
"Not going to show that he is not sincere to Xiang Nuan."
"Then I'll break his leg."
—
On the day Xiang Nuan received the sneakers, Lin Chuyan also received a new mobile phone, which was given by his girlfriend.
He is happy, but also sad.
Feeling pampered...
No, we can't go on like this.
Lin Chuyan did a simple market research and compared the income and potential of various part-time jobs. Finally, he called Brother Hu.
Three days later, Xiang Nuan learned that Lin Chuyan signed a contract with Pea TV, making his official debut as a game anchor.
Xiang Nuan thought it was fun, "I want to go too, I want to go too."
"You can't go."
"Why? I was invited too."
"The female anchor is too hard."
The hard work here refers more to mental suffering. Lin Chuyan did an investigation, and found that many female anchors would be molested by the audience. The light ones spoke frivolously and ambiguously, and the serious ones were so obscene that they couldn't bear to look directly at them.
He couldn't accept Xiang Nuan being treated like this. Just thinking about it hurts.
Xiang Nuan felt a little regretful, "You can make money from games now. I also want to work part-time."
"I make money, we both spend it, the same."
"That's different, I want to make my own money."
"You are not allowed to be an anchor."
"Okay, don't do it, don't do it."
If you are not an anchor, what else can you do
Xiang Nuan found a game power leveling studio on the Internet and applied to be a thug. Moreover, because of her relatively high rank, she was hired as a "gold medal fighter".
Oh ho ho ho, watch me do it!
On the night when she successfully applied for the job, she was lucky enough to receive an order. The customer rank was 40 stars for the king, and she was required to go up to 45. One star cost 100 yuan.
Xiang Nuan played all night, managed to lose two stars, and lost three hundred yuan to the client.
From then on, I never mentioned part-time jobs.