Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

the Hangover.

Headache.

Do not!

It should hurt everywhere.

Song Yuan felt like he was learning to do somersaults, riding on a somersault cloud. Every somersault brought him one step closer to the sky.

Every time he felt that he was about to step into fairyland, there would be an annoying person behind him who would pull him down with all his strength, and they would eventually fall into the abyss together.

After he fell in, the man built a high wall and sent him to heaven.

Repeat this cycle over and over again until you are exhausted both physically and mentally.

Song Yuan is hungry.

He was woken by the sound of hunger in his stomach, but he was tired and didn't want to move.

Reaching out and feeling that Jiang Que was still there, Song Yuan turned over and snuggled into Jiang Que's arms.

The noise was quite loud and Jiang Que was woken up by him. Because he had slept late last night and was still feeling sleepy, he did not open his eyes, but just reached out and pulled the man over and held him in his arms.

"Jiang Que." Song Yuan, who had just woken up, pushed him and opened his mouth: "I'm so hungry."

Jiang Que hugged him, closed his eyes, hummed when he heard it, moved his hand under the quilt and put it in, rubbed his nose as Song Yuan's face changed slightly, and said softly: "Eat this."

Song Yuan was stunned for a while, then his face changed drastically and he pushed the man away: "Are you sick?!"

The red face seems to be scolding, but in fact it is shame

Jiang Que, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, was pushed violently by Song Yuan. After falling out, he had to open his eyes to look at him. Seeing that he was angry, he slowly pulled him back into his arms and stuffed him back in. He closed his eyes again as if nothing had happened and said, "Don't worry, I just had a physical examination last month and I'm not sick. I'm very healthy."

Song Yuan: “…”

Is this what I am talking about?!

...

Song Yuan was really hungry.

But before eating, Jiang Que fed him first.

Song Yuan wanted to curse, but when he sobered up, he didn't know where to start. After all, last night he had already cursed Jiang Que's ancestors for eighteen generations in the next life.

It’s not scary to drink and swear.

The scary thing is that he has no memory loss and remembers every stupid thing he did clearly.

They have an awkward relationship.

If they are familiar with each other, they can start quarreling.

Even if we are not familiar with each other, we can still sleep together.

He still owes people money.

The more Song Yuan thought about it, the more miserable he felt, and he drank two more bowls of food.

After dinner, Song Yuan packed up the takeaway boxes.

Jiang Que stood up and patted his shoulder: "When you're done, accompany me to play basketball."

Today is the weekend and Song Yuan is taking a rest.

Someone asked Jiang Que to play basketball. For some reason, he pulled Song Yuan, who was having a sore butt and wanted to sleep, over to play basketball.

Song Yuan suspected that he was taking revenge for scolding him last night, but there was insufficient evidence.

Jiang Que's house didn't have Song Yuan's clothes. When Song Yuan came to live with them, he wore Jiang Que's clothes, and this time was no exception.

He changed into a sports suit and put on a baseball cap. He had a sour face the whole time and showed that he was not happy, but he had to come because Jiang Que called him.

After all, he still owed this bastard a lot of money.

Just like cattle and horses cannot refuse the work assigned by the boss, but still have a unwilling heart, in short, they are angry and cowardly.

Jiang Que went to play tennis.

After changing clothes and wearing a headband and wristband, she looks clean, refreshing and sporty.

He was in his early twenties. After stretching, he stood on the right side of the court with a green tennis racket, ready to serve when someone arrived.

The person playing against Jiang Que was another rich second-generation who had a good relationship with him. It was this guy who got up early in the morning and asked Jiang Que to play basketball with him.

Song Yuan also knew him. He was a well-known playboy in the circle and used to follow Jiang Que around and oppose him.

I just saw him, and he was brought by Jiang Que. This guy looked like he had seen a ghost.

After all, they had been scolding Song Yuan for several years, and everyone in the circle knew that they were not getting along. It just felt awkward to suddenly play basketball together like good friends.

Tennis is fast.

Although this rich second generation has a bad character, he plays basketball well.

Song Yuan sat aside and watched, and helped them sing their parts.

When the song is not being sung, most eyes will unconsciously fall on Jiang Que.

Every ball he received was received with smooth movements and powerful force. Standing in the light with his profile, holding the racket, he exuded the air of a young, casual and lively person.