My bamboo horse can destroy the world

"Come and share drinks!" Song Lin trotted over from a distance carrying a big bag of drinks.

"As expected of Lin Zi, it's really hot today." The person who got the iced tea smiled, "You know I like to drink iced tea when it's hot."

"Hey hey." Song Lin clearly remembers everyone's preferences. This is not such a difficult thing. Song Lin can say that he does it willingly. gave him help.

"Is the money enough?" Yan Chao took the drink, apparently overhearing the previous conversation between Yanzi and others.

"It's not much." Song Lin waved his hand indifferently, "It's not that expensive."

"Really?" Yan Chao didn't say anything, but opened it to drink on his own.

"Why am I at room temperature today?" Yanzi held the mineral water in his hand with an unhappy face, "You don't want me to relieve the heat in such a hot day?"

"Sister Yanzi, why don't you come here soon?" Song Lin laughed foolishly, "I remember it was almost two days last month, sister Yanzi had a stomachache, didn't she?"

Yanzi's eyes were complicated, and he glared coquettishly at Brother Xiong, who was patronizing and drinking water without saying a word: "Who is his boyfriend after all, the thing that even his little brother noticed is that there is a certain elm bump on his head. don't care."

Brother Xiong seemed to have heard it, but curled his lips lightly, obviously not paying attention, Yan Zi gritted his teeth angrily, but there was still nothing he could do about Brother Xiong.

"Don't look at Sister Yanzi who dislikes Brother Xiong all day long, but actually loves her in her heart." Song Lin deliberately booed, and everyone laughed when they heard it.

Yanzi also laughed angrily: "Are you all itchy?"

"Isn't it?" Suddenly a deep voice sounded in the crowd, the voice was not loud but made everyone shut their mouths subconsciously.

"I...Of course I..." Yanzi has always been very dignified as Brother Xiong's partner. In order to maintain his majesty, Yanzi has always acted like a big sister. The tough Yanzi blushed.

Brother Xiong showed a rare smile, pulled Yanzi's neck and directly placed a close kiss on Yanzi's lips.

Yanzi's eyes were red, enjoying Brother Xiong's kiss, the two were intertwined and inseparable.

A group of guys who were afraid of chaos all shouted hello one by one, and some even whistled and teased, obviously teasing the couple's intimacy.

Song Lin just stared blankly at Brother Xiong and Yanzi, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and unconsciously stroked his lips. Not long ago, there was still the scorching temperature left by Qu Yuanhan, scorching hot The breath can still be vaguely felt.

This is... what couples should do.

I don't know why Song Lin felt a little confused.

"Song Lin." When Song Lin came back to his senses, it was Yan Chao calling him, "What's wrong? Brother Xiong called you?"

"Hey, I'm here. I'm here, Brother Xiong. What's your order?"

Yan Chao shook his head helplessly, looking at Song Lin who would turn into a dog when he heard Brother Xiong's name. Yan Zi walked over with blushing cheeks and glanced at Song Lin dissatisfied.

"Is Lin Zi a bit too clingy to Brother Xiong?"

"There's nothing you can do about it. After all, Brother Xiong is very special to Song Lin." How could Yan Chao not notice Yanzi's slight jealousy towards Song Lin, "Song Lin knew Brother Xiong much earlier than you knew Brother Xiong , your own emotions are different, so don't think too much about it."

"What can I think about his boy?" Yanzi sneered, turned and left.

Yan Chao looked at the shadow of Song Lin who was rushing to the front of Brother Xiong, the purple color on the big boy's face that hadn't completely disappeared looked particularly conspicuous, but the smile on that cheek was always attracting his eyes.

"Brother Xiong, what do you call me?" Song Lin sat next to Brother Xiong, looking like a little daughter-in-law ready to listen to her husband's teachings.

"Are you working recently?" Brother Xiong put the water bottle aside and looked at Song Lin lazily with sideways eyes.

"Well, do some odd jobs." Song Lin didn't intend to hide anything.

"Didn't your old man give you any money?" Brother Xiong became inexplicably agitated when he mentioned Song Lin's family. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth without lighting it.

"He deserves more than me, but I have to make some plans for the future when I'm almost an adult." The closer he gets, the more his source of income will be cut off. Song Lin feels a sense of crisis, but like this Underneath the sense of crisis, it is also accompanied by the excitement of being about to be free.

Brother Xiong didn’t have the word Xiong in his real name, he was called Fu Shangxiong, but Song Lin kept calling him Brother Xiong, and finally everyone else called him Brother Xiong, and Fu Shangxiong didn’t bother to correct it, and finally became what he is now.

Seeing that Song Lin didn't seem to accept what was going to happen in the future, Fu Shangxiong was a little bit worried.

"Go and study hard, don't keep hanging around with us here." Lighting the cigarette in his hand, Brother Xiong exhaled a puff of smoke rings, "When the time comes to get into a good university, the university will do more part-time jobs to accumulate work experience. After graduation, come out to find good job..."

This can be said to be a very ideal state of life in the future. Fu Shangxiong doesn't say whether he really spoils Song Lin, at least he has absolutely no bad intentions towards Song Lin.

Just like a close younger brother, he was briefly guarded under his wings.

"I have no problem studying." Song Lin said proudly, "Brother Xiong, do you think I'm annoying?"

Brother Xiong took a bite of his cigarette, thinking to himself, this damn brat.

Sure enough, when I turned around, I could see the little guy with a sad face and two tears running down his face. The boy who was pressed to the ground by countless people and didn't cry now looked like a wronged little girl.

When Brother Xiong saw Song Lin's expression, his scalp became numb. He is really not a gentle and considerate person. He can be said to be afraid of this expression. Fu Shangxiong, who is not afraid of anything, just doesn't care about such a big boy. Resistance, I laughed out loud when I said it.

"I'm just... tsk..." Fu Shangxiong looked away in embarrassment, and tried his best to ignore the poor Song Lin, "You occasionally go to class to show your face, didn't your head teacher still look for you two days ago?"

Song Lin blinked.

"Go." Fu Shangxiong said, "Come back when the injury is healed."