The Spring of Hand Control Party

[Master Lin: I'm out of order! ! !ヽ(°▽°)ノ]

Lin Shu happily put away his phone and drank the milk tea in front of him, his smile almost blinded the little girl in the milk tea shop.

"Lin Zi!" Zheng Yihang opened the store door and waved to him, Lin Shu pushed him over with warm milk tea: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zheng Yihang took a few sips and drank half a glass: "I'm getting married."

Lin Shu: "Oh, huh? Huh!??"

Zheng Yihang took out a red invitation card and waved at him: "No, don't forget to prepare some money."

Lin Shu's brain froze for two seconds before he approached with a worried face and said, "Baldy? Li Shuhua doesn't want you anymore? Then you can't harm other girls."

Zheng Yihang was stunned, and knocked on Lin Shu's forehead with a thud: "Go to hell, no one wants you!" After getting angry, he felt that he had said the wrong thing: "Don't worry, brother will find you a partner after he gets married. "

Lin Shu scratched his head and complained, "Then what kind of marriage did you marry?"

"And Li Shuhua." Zheng Yihang said embarrassedly: "He proposed to me, and it's set in Norway next week."

Lin Shu nodded with his mouth open, yes, marriage is allowed in foreign countries.

"So fast?"

Zheng Yihang counted on his fingers: "It's not fast." The two of them have been getting better for so long.

Lin Shu spitting bubbles into the milk tea with a straw in his mouth: "That's great."

"Lin Zi, I will have a family from now on, we can't meet casually..." Zheng Yihang stroked Lin Shu's hand, acting affectionately and disgustingly.

"Go away~" Lin Shu shook his hands, goosebumps all over the ground: "Then I want to thank you, besides, I am also a family man!"

"What do you mean?" Zheng Yihang didn't quite understand Lin Shu's words.

"Hey, um, Baldy, I have a boyfriend." Lin Shu said embarrassingly, playing with his habits, and he actually called Meng Qiao a boyfriend.

"Are you kidding me?" How could Zheng Yihang believe that he knew how many lice Lin Shu had on his head, and for so many years, there has never been a man like that around him.

Just as he was thinking, Zheng Yihang suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He asked after drinking too much that day. Li Shuhua said that Lin Shu was sent home by Meng Qiao, and that Meng Qiao was Lin Shu's boss.

"No way...Lin Zi, don't tell me it's Meng Qiao..." Zheng Yihang was terrified.

Lin Shu didn't like it anymore: "What expression? What's wrong with Meng Qiao? Why don't you look down on him?"

Zheng Yihang smiled and said: "Coincidentally, I don't like you."

Zheng Yihang mourned for Meng Qiao when his own pig stole someone else's cabbage.

"Hey, hey, who are you?" Lin Shu was about to flip the table, is he that bad?

"I didn't mean that, but you two really don't get along, how did you hook up?"

Lin Shu hesitated and said nothing, but the phone rang.

"where?"

Lin Shu glanced at Zheng Yihang who was facing him with burning eyes: "Um, the milk tea shop downstairs from the company, Zheng Yihang is here."

Zheng Yihang snatched the phone in a hurry: "Hey Meng Qiao, do you want to sit down?"

Lin Shu waved his paw twice in the air but failed to grab it. He could only watch Zheng Yihang hang up the phone with a smile on his face.

"What did you tell him?"

Zheng Yihang cut it off: "Let's chat, let's make a fuss."

"He's coming down?"

"What? Can't you meet your parents?"

"What kind of parent are you?" Lin Shu retorted.

"Hey, is your skin itchy? Be careful, I'll ask Li Shuhua to beat you up."

"..."

When Meng Qiao came to the store, the two were arguing childishly.

Lin Shu saw the shining man first: "Here."

Zheng Yihang sat upright seriously and stretched out his hand to Meng Qiao: "It's the first time we meet, I have known you for a long time."

Lin Shu rolled his eyes: "What a big-tailed wolf."

Zheng Yihang bared his teeth and threatened him to shut up.

Meng Qiao smiled back and shook Zheng Yihang's hand: "I saw you last time."

Zheng Yihang thought of how drunk he looked last time, and decided that it would be safer to selectively forget.

"Lin Zi said you are dating now?" Zheng Yihang asked straight to the point.

"Yes." Meng Qiao looked at Lin Shu who was pretending to be an ostrich, and his smile deepened.

"You, why are you optimistic about our Linzi? He is stupid, greedy and can't talk." Zheng Yihang didn't have the embarrassment of being opposite to him at all.

Meng Qiao smiled: "Coincidentally, I like that he is stupid, greedy and can't talk."

"Are you kidding?" Zheng Yihang asked suspiciously.

"It's very simple, he is Lin Shu, that's enough." Meng Qiao didn't continue, and beckoned to the waiter who had been staring at them with bright eyes: "Two sweet bean pies to pack."

Zheng Yihang was full of doubts and didn't see why, and he didn't ask any useful information from Meng Qiao's mouth. It was enough to see his silly little boy happily enjoying Meng Qiao's feeding.

However, for the sake of Lin Shu being so happy, let him be spared.

Before leaving, Zheng Yihang threw out another invitation card to Meng Qiao: "It's for nothing."

Meng Qiao smiled slightly: "Li Shuhua is fast enough."

Zheng Yihang gave him two supercilious eyes: "It's no better than you."

On the way back to the company, Lin Shu said, "Zheng Tupiao is like this, don't take it to heart."

Meng Qiao took Lin Shu's hand in the elevator: "No, I really like this, especially if you can take the initiative to introduce me to your best friend."

Lin Shu lowered his head and didn't speak. Meng Qiao thought he was blushing, but now Lin Shu's full attention was on the hands of the two, and Meng Qiao's hand was holding him! !

Looking at it this way, the half-holding posture highlights the beauty of Meng Qiao's hand bones and knuckles. Although his hands are a bit cold, it doesn't hinder Lin Shu's burning heart at all.

The elevator went up very fast, but Lin Shu felt that today was longer than usual.

The laziness of the summer afternoon seems to be expelled, and the sweetness in the palm of the hand is like a full-sugar jelly bean pie, with a lingering fragrance.

"I'm going home for dinner tonight, do you want to join me?"

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Lin Shu withdrew his hand first, but asked again at the same time.

Meng Qiao handed him the packaged sweet bean pie: "Okay, don't forget your afternoon tea."