Nonlinear Love

"Wait." Gu Anjiu wrapped his arms around himself with a look of horror, "Let me do some psychological construction, I haven't slept with anyone yet."

"It doesn't matter to me, I just have a high probability of kicking people down." Lin Yan calmly explained the facts.

"..." Su Lian choked at the overwhelming disgust.

People are under the roof, forced to choose one of three.

He looked straight at Chi Wang, trying to make his tone sound gentle: "Then please, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep now."

"The card is so accurate, it's really healthy." Chi Wang smiled vaguely, looked up at everyone, "Thank you brothers for joining us, let's go for now."

"Don't be polite, lord, come brothers, let's have a fight tonight, and the battle will last until dawn."

I don't know who shouted a word, and a group of people dispersed noisily.

Gu Anjiu kept in mind the law on the protection of minors, and quickly reached out and grabbed a hair: "You will only be eighteen next month, get out, and you are not allowed to surf the Internet."

"Ninth brother, age doesn't need to be so dead, rounded up to eighteen with open eyes and closed eyes." Zhaitian Huáng was pulled and screamed, dressed in a madly cool and non-mainstream dress, but his expression was really humble.

Gu Anjiu laughed angrily: "Then don't let our gender be so rigid. If you pick up customers in women's clothes, I'll charge you 250 per hour."

"...I want a face." Huáng Mao softened his tone and negotiated weakly, "Just an hour? Or twenty minutes?"

Chi Wang walked past with his long legs, and added with a laugh, "It's really not good, go downstairs and turn right at the black Internet cafe next door."

"Fuck, I have a bottom line, don't add a dime to the opponent's income!" Huáng Mao touched his nose and wilted.

Su Lian followed behind with his schoolbag hooked, looking at the gang of gangsters who were restrained and turned their backs on evil, but had a high look at Chi Wang, an alternative society brother.

"Don't worry about them." Chi Yan raised his chin towards the end of the corridor and strode in, "Let's go, Yang Yang, and take you to bed."

Hearing these words, Su Lian took a step to keep up, staring at the back for a while: "You are quite good."

"I'm afraid that you are a pure and beautiful male high school student living on the street, and I'm sorry if something happened to me."

Chi Juan stretched out his hand and pushed open the back door, and turned on the small lamp on the ceiling. The faint light shone out a fluffy piece, which looked warm.

He took out a summer quilt from the closet and explained, "It took a while to dry after the redecoration. You were the first to come to me. Are you surprised or honored?"

A series of words smashed into his ears, and Su Lian wanted to sew his mouth shut.

The Chili he knows, spends more time doing things with his head down and speaking less silently, but he is very stable and has a full sense of security.

It's really not easy to get used to such a non-serious look now.

Su Lian's eyes turned around in the lounge, his eyes fell on the little chuáng, and he visually measured the width of one meter two, which was inhumanly narrow.

He looked around and compromised: "I sleep on the sofa."

Chi Huang raised his eyebrows and reminded kindly: "The sofa is very small and will roll off."

"I slept well."

"You know, have you slept with someone else?"

"How do you know I don't know."

Put the doll here.

Su Lian hummed lightly. At that time, he woke up in Chi Li's arms every day. For several years, he didn't even change his posture.

He has been praised countless times for his good sleep, and he is full of confidence. Although the sofa is narrow, he can definitely stay motionless.

Chi jumped, turned his head and walked out: "Okay, whatever you want, I have to hold on for a while, don't wait for me."

"Wait, did you open this Internet cafe? Aren't you underage?" Su Lian said.

Chi Juan turned his head, his gaze stopped on his face for a while, and he said thoughtfully, "How do you know I'm underage?"

"...Guess."

"The Internet cafe is owned by Lin Yan, so I'll take care of it." Chi Wang slid the light switch at the door with his fingers, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Su Lian thought of how hard-pressed he looked when he first met Chi Wang, and couldn't help but ask more: "You don't study hard when you are ten years old, what kind of money do you make, you are very short of money?"

"It's not lacking, but I think I am quite business-minded, and besides, I enjoy the process of making money."

Speaking of this, Chi Huang got excited and said with self-expansion: "I will definitely be able to go public in the future when I open a company, do you believe it?"

The tone is not small, but he really hit it, that is, the tone is too middling.

Su Lian was speechless, and out of the doctor's benevolence and kindness, he reminded: "I advise you to go to bed early, so as not to lose your hair in the years."

Chi Huang looked up at him: "You seem to like meddling with other people's business?"

"It's just stupid, get out of here." Su Lian threw his schoolbag on the sofa in frustration.

With a bit of force, the ID slipped out of the side pocket and fell to the ground.

Chi Wang bent down to help pick it up, stared at the photo above and admired it for a few seconds: "I have to say, your registration photo is quite handsome."

The conversation changed: "It almost caught up with me."

"...Give it back to me." Su Lian stretched out his hand with a slightly impatient tone.

Chi Huang looked down and stopped on the string of numbers: "Wait, September 5th, is your birthday today? What a coincidence?"

Su Lian almost forgot about Chili's subversive changes caused by the ups and downs of his mood.

Birthday is more like a

A spell or nightmare. Constant reminders, repeated torture.