When Qi Zhu said this, he still had the fresh breath he had just taken out of the shower. He looked at Jiang Ying motionless, the seriousness of his confession was gradually dissipating, and instead he was no longer hiding in his eyes. smile and cunning.
Jiang Ying blinked, completely stunned, and her heartbeat was speeding up little by little.
Jiang Ying: "..." Okay, my brother likes me too, my brother confessed to me, Jiang Ying is happy.
Jiang Ying: "..."? I lose
Barely angry.
Jiang Ying: "???" That's it
From last week to now, for his preemptive plan, he has accumulated a lot of things to talk about. He even typed a draft in his diary and revised it three times. As a result, the plan could not keep up with the changes. Qi Zhu interrupted.
When did this person become so immoral, where did he go to school interrupted.
Although there is only a layer of window paper left between the two of them, it is the same for whoever starts first, but the love brain and the bar spirit brain operate at the same time, Jiang Ying's feeling at this time is that it is a little sweet and a little angry.
No, you have to fight.
Jiang Zhubang bit someone.
"Why are you still the same as before? If you can't speak to me, you start biting people." Qi Zhu withdrew his hand, leaving a light tooth mark on the pulp of his middle finger. He stepped back a little and made a please gesture, "It's up to you."
You come and go, it's fair.
"You think it's beautiful." Jiang Ying swayed and sat down on Qi Zhu's bed, pressing the folds out of the neatly made bed, "Interviewing this popular actor, how do you know what I'm here for? "
Qi Zhu leaned against the cabinet, his belt was loosely tied, and the neckline was slightly open. He leaned forward slightly and threw the question back: "Otherwise, why do you think I'd leave the door for you?"
Jiang Ying: "..."
Yes, when he came in, he was slightly overjoyed because Qi Zhu forgot to close the door.
Now it seems that this person is intentional at all.
"In that case, it should be you who lose." Jiang Ying pointed to the small note of the Gangjing card that was put on the bedside by Qi Zhuo, "I will confess first, the small note I handed first."
"In that case, you should lose." Qi Zhu repeated his words, "Then I have confessed to you many times."
Jiang Ying: "???"
When did Qi Zhu have that damn desire to win
"Reading the comments doesn't count. That's the rainbow fart of other netizens. It's my fans who blow it well. You just happened to come across it." Jiang Ying began to reason, "It doesn't count."
"I didn't say this, it's just to coax you to play, it didn't count in the first place." Qi Zhu wiped his hair while speaking, "Besides, there are many times."
Qi Zhu slightly sympathized and threw out a sentence: "Classmate Jiang Zhugang, you have lost yourself to me."
Not this, other than that, which time.
"I think." Qi Zhu refused to reveal.
Annoyed, but loves him.
What should we do.
"Brother Qi." Jiang Ying suddenly said.
Qi Zhu replied. When Jiang Ying was thinking of bad thoughts, he would unconsciously bite the tip of his tongue with a wicked smile on his face. Qi Zhu looked at everything in his eyes, kept calm and did not dissuade him.
"Then now..." Jiang Ying stood up without warning, wrapped his left hand around Qi Zhu's neck, tiptoed lightly on Qi Zhu's lips, and his right hand moved from Qi Zhu's waist to his lower abdomen, intentionally or unintentionally. Position, "It's you who lost."
Then, he ran away after teasing, which can be regarded as an indirect realization of his "running after teasing" plan.
"I lose?" Qi Zhu looked at his back as he jumped out, and the tip of his tongue lightly touched the corner of his lower lip, "Then don't run away."
Brother Jiang said, don't go out between 22:30 and 23:00. Miaoye really didn't go out. At 23:30, Miaoye wanted to go outside to blow the air, but just opened the door and saw a figure jumping across the corridor.
Miao Ye: "?" What suddenly flew past
Miao Ye: "???" It seems to be his brother Jiang
Is he not popular because he can't do things? What is Jiang brother tossing about in the middle of the night
Jiang Ying rushed back to his room and received a QQ message from Qi Zhu.
[Monitor]: [Poke a poke]
[Monitor]: Run away
[Squad leader]: Run after teasing
[The smirking crab]: I learned from you.
[The smirking crab]: laughing loudly.jpg
[The big pincer crab giggling]: Do you like it
There was no news from QQ for a long time, Jiang Ying decided to report the progress to Qi Jun.
"Dad, do you know what you look like now?" Mr. Qi held up the champagne and watched the night view of the city from the rooftop. "You are like a paparazzi, broadcasting your love, and you are very dedicated."
At Qi Jun's feet was the splendid night view of City H. He lowered his head and took another sip of the champagne in his glass: "Second Master Jiang, if I remember correctly, you wanted to be a reporter."
"Who doesn't have a few dreams that can't be realized? I can't be a paparazzi when my parents are in the circle." Jiang Ying was anxious, "Mr. Qi, focus on the key points."
Qi Jun: "Okay, okay, back to the topic, how's the battle going?"
"The battle is fierce." Jiang Ying, who had just jumped back to the room, held up her mobile phone and breathed slightly, her heartbeat still a little fast.
Qi Jun rolled his eyes on the other end of the phone: "Then you still have time to call me?"
Jiang Ying: "? Literally, what are you filthy adults thinking?"
Qi Jun sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry."
In the next 30 minutes, Jiang Ying told Qi Jun the story that happened just now and the reason for the fierce battle—
"I feel that the squad leader is really crumbling. Who told him to interrupt me and suffocated me to death. I have never been so suffocated before." Jiang Ying concluded, "I still have a lot to say, so I don't vomit."
"Then now, go back and talk?" Qi Jun suggested.
"It's not right." Jiang Ying refused righteously, "I just did something, go back now, I don't want face?"
"You're really a rotten pot with your own rotten lid, you two are absolutely dead." Qi Jun's mouth twitched when he heard it, "People's love is possessive, and you two are eager to win, how can I have classmates like you? Win or lose really. It doesn't matter, it's cool that matters, if you have the ability, you can go to bed and be competitive."
"What did you say?! What pot?!" Jiang Ying only listened to the first half of the sentence, "Qi Jun, you melon skin."
President Qi of Guapi Media suddenly sobered up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." A little drunk, he accidentally said what was on his mind.
"He said he confessed to me many times." Jiang Ying didn't care about Qi Jun, "Why didn't I find out?"
"The idea of ordinary people is to confess their love and go to bed to get a certificate. What are you two doing? I think your problem is bigger, and the squad leader is not as strong as you." Qi Jun was still sighing, "Yes, when the class reunion ended, everyone During the discussion, I also said that you and Qi Zhu, one is a late-stage gangster and the other is arrogant, must be two thousand-year-old single dogs in our class, oh, why didn't they think at the time, you two are really good match."
"But I still wish you all the best." Qi Jun raised his glass to the city's night sky with sincerity, "Thank you both for your contributions to world peace, and thank the squad leader for accepting Jiang Ying, world peace."
"Has the squad leader sent you anything recently?" Qi Jun finished with emotion, remembered Jiang Ying's question just now, and began to help think, "Or did he say something to you?"
"What did you give?" Jiang Ying's eyes stopped on Xiaogua.
Jiang Ying: "I sent an artificial mental retardation."
"Let me be healthy." Qi Jun said.
"Xiaogua." Jiang Ying called out.
"Huh?" Xiaogua was awakened, "Listen to a song, I recommend a song for you..."
"It's just such a thing, if you don't agree, just sing "Good Luck" to me." Jiang Ying opened the video of the call and let Qi Jun look at the little melon on the cabinet, "He told me before that it was from the organizer of the charity dinner. of."
"I remember that dinner party, and I went there too. Why didn't you give it to me? It seems that domestic smart speakers don't have this model." Qi Jun pondered, "Let me see the manufacturer."
Jiang Ying found the label on Xiaogua's base. The machine was modified, and the signature was very familiar. He remembered that it was the excellent English name of the foreign friend last time.
The dark horse that made it to the top 20 of "Noisy".
Jiang Ying: "..." Wow, he seems to have discovered something extraordinary.
"Xiaogua, Jiang Ying?" He called out his name to Xiaogua.
A smiley emoji appeared on Xiaogua's screen: "Jiang Ying, cute."
Then Xiaogua read out the searched entry information.
Jiang Ying also reported the names of several other stars, but Xiaogua did not praise people any more.
"It's not domestic." Qi Jun said, "I have some of the domestic ones. They are all relatively cold and generally don't take the initiative to chat with me, nor praise me for being cute, nor smile at me."
Jiang Ying nodded. He had always felt that Xiaogua was too interactive, but now he knew that Xiaogua was transformed, the only artificial mental retardation in the world.
On the base of the smart speaker, there is an openable storage slot. Jiang Ying thought it was a place to change the battery, but he never touched it. He thought that he would check it again when he lost power.
The small drawer was pulled open by Jiang Ying, and a photo fell out.
Qi Jun saw the photo from the other end of the video, and sighed on the spot: "The squad leader is amazing, you can't play him."
The photo was taken with a Polaroid camera, the pixels are average, and it looks a little hazy, but it is enough for people to see the people and scenery in the photo.
The photo was probably taken by their classmates. It was a high school sports meeting. Sixteen-year-old Jiang Ying was wearing a school uniform and was sleeping soundly on the stand of the school playground.
Above his head is a clear blue sky, and next to him is the railing of the stand. Jiang Ying is holding the unfinished potato chips, and a banner cheering for Qi Zhu is covered with Qi Zhu's name.
Qi Zhu, who was also wearing a school uniform, had just finished a long run. He sat next to him with his school uniform open. He seemed to be worried about waking up.
There is a line of words on the back of the photo, which is Qi Zhu's familiar handwriting—
"To me and what I miss."
The time was the day before Qi Zhu returned to China.