Tell you to turn backwards?

Meng Ze was standing in front of the green French windows, Wu Shifeng was stunned at the door, Meng Ze's back was really pretty.Thin, but not the weak kind of thin method.For example, his thin calf, Wu Shifeng still can't forget how painful it was when he kicked it.

Wu Shifeng quietly stood beside him, followed his line of sight, and saw a loofah swaying in the wind.Why is it so poetic to look at a loofah?Wu Shifeng thought to himself, a cultural person, this is the temperament of a cultural person.

"What are you looking at?" Wu Shifeng said, "I put away the disposable toothbrush for you, and just take a piece of face towel in my sister's plastic box. You can have breakfast when you finish it. My mother cooked it today. rare."

Meng Ze went to the toilet for a while, and Wu Shifeng followed him and said, "I want to drink the tribute tea in the city. Are you going back to get your schoolbag later? I'll go with you."

"Ah." Meng Ze turned on the faucet and said with a serious look: "I don't have any money with me, please lend me first, thank you."

This is the first time he has troubled others in such a tone, and it is unbelievable for him to have the opportunity to say such words.

Wu Shifeng joked: "I'll take you to the city on a bicycle, it will be very soon."

Meng Ze glanced at Wu Shifeng who was sitting on the toilet seat. Needless to say, Wu Shifeng knew that the expression in his eyes was not friendly.

Wu Shifeng smiled: "Just kidding, it's raining so hard, I can't ride a bike."

Wu Shifeng chattered endlessly, saying whatever came to mind, Meng Ze was in a good mood early in the morning, but this meeting made him impatient.Fortunately, the word "friend" became Wu Shifeng's gold medal for avoiding death, otherwise Wu Shifeng should have kicked it up.

He considered his words for a while, and then said, "Why do you talk so much?"

Wu Shifeng chuckled and said nothing.

Wu Qingying has always been unable to get up to eat breakfast, and Wu Shilan can sit at the dining table properly because of her biological clock.Chen Ailing has already gone to work, so there are only three people at the table now.

"Damn it." Wu Shilan played the game and turned on the voice, so angry that he threw his chopsticks on the table, "You idiot, as a meat, you can't see anyone at the beginning, squatting in the grass to pick ganoderma for your mother?"

The other party also cursed back in voice: "Low goods, even I can't move them and dare to yell. Garbage teammate, you are a badass."

"It's hopeless." Wu Shilan put the phone on the table, and then said in a voice, "This one is hopeless, surrender, it's a waste of time to continue calling."

Meng Ze sat next to him, and said unhurriedly: "It's helpful, the compatibility of the characters on the opposite side is not as high as that on this side, and moreover, most of their operations are played by the opponent's bad guys."

Wu Shilan handed him the phone: "Why don't you come?"

Wu Shifeng stuffed a vegetable ball into Meng Ze's bowl: "Don't disturb your brother Meng Ze's meal, people don't like to play games, he's a top student at Tsinghua University and Peking University."

Meng Ze glanced at Wu Shilan's phone screen. Although Wu Shilan had just said something to make his team surrender, no one on this side planned to give up directly.

So he took Wu Shilan's cell phone and fiddled with it a couple of times. Wu Shilan and Wu Shifeng's bowl of porridge was empty, and Meng Ze somehow won.

Wu Shifeng and Wu Shilan: Damn it.

Wu Shilan: "Boss, do you play this game too?"

"Played it, deleted it before school started." Meng Ze took two big mouthfuls of rice, and the bowl was almost empty.Wu Shifeng got up: "I'll get you another bowl."

Meng Ze shook his head: "I'm full."

Wu Shifeng and Meng Ze didn't dawdle, they could just grab a handful of hair and go out.When the two of them left, Fa Cai would stare at the door, Wu Shilan came to hug her, and she still looked at the direction Wu Shifeng was leaving in dismay.

Wu Shifeng hasn't given her dried fish yet.

"Let's take a motorcycle, it's too expensive, and the bus will take a long way." Wu Shifeng asked, "It's still early before evening self-study..."

Meng Ze knew there was something in his words: "You go to my house for a while, and I will send you in for evening study."

Wu Shifeng's eyes brightened. In order to conceal that he was "waiting for this sentence", he had nothing to say: "The second cup of tribute tea is half price, do you want to drink it? This is more economical."

"Do you have Alipay in your phone?" Meng Ze said, "Lend me to log in, and I'll treat you to a drink."

Wu Shifeng showed his white teeth, and Meng Ze noticed that Wu Shifeng had a small canine tooth, and his smile was very clear.Meng Ze's concept of beauty and ugliness is a little fuzzy, but Wu Shifeng is still outstanding in his eyes.

Meng Ze couldn't describe what he looked like, so what he had to say was - jubilation, when you saw him smiling, he wanted to laugh so jubilantly.

Although that doesn't sound like a compliment.

Why is he so nice to me all of a sudden?Wu Shifeng thought, sure enough.He confirmed his guess more.

Wu Shifeng smiled strangely: Little Mensao.

"I'm sorry, I brought money." Wu Shifeng moved to his side and raised his hand to wave for a motorcycle, "You sit in the front."

Meng Ze turned over and sat on it. Wu Shifeng shamelessly pretended that there was not enough space behind him, and almost his whole body stuck to Meng Ze's back.

As soon as the motorcycle started, he had to pretend that due to inertia, he hugged Meng Ze tightly when he was unstable.

"..." Meng Ze's first reaction was to shake him off, but he thought: no one would treat a friend like this.So he held his breath, pretending nothing happened, and let Wu Shifeng hug his entire upper body.

Wu Shifeng secretly sniffed the scent on him while chuckling. The smell of the shower gel had faded, but there was a faint scent on Meng Ze's clothes. It didn't smell like laundry detergent, but rather like the tail of some perfume. Tune.

It's okay if you don't smell it, but when you hear Wu Shifeng's blood boils, the thought of "kissing him" is left in your heart, but it's really not easy to do such an overstepping behavior.

Because even if Meng Ze's crush on him is real, this person is likely to throw him out because of his behavior.

Wu Shifeng continued to be shameless, his hands went down from Meng Ze's shoulders all the way silently, and they wrapped around his waist without Meng Ze even noticing.

Before long, Meng Ze found Wu Shifeng's hoof and broke it off: "I smell gay."

"The nose is quite good." Wu Shifeng smiled meaningfully.

Meng Ze did a reading comprehension question in his head, and the meaning he got out of it was a bit unbelievable, but no matter how he asked it, he seemed embarrassed, so he simply remained silent.

After buying the tribute tea, Meng Ze and Wu Shifeng went to Meng Ze's home one after the other.

When Wu Shifeng walked into this old community, he felt a little lucky, because he felt that the gap between the rich and the poor of Meng Ze's family and his family should not be too big.

"This is your house?" Wu Shifeng glanced at the neatly sized shoes on the shoe cabinet at the door.

"Yeah." Meng Ze didn't see the pair of shoes yesterday, so he rang the doorbell.

It was his grandmother Wei Yuping who came out to open the door. The wrinkles on her face were a bit sharp, the nasolabial folds were deep, and her upper and lower lips were very thin. Once the traces of time had passed by, her face looked unfriendly and even a little bit mean.

"Hi, grandma." Wu Shifeng had a sweet mouth and shouted when he opened the door.

Wei Yuping looked at Wu Shifeng with weird eyes, she brought a pair of slippers for each of them, and then asked Meng Ze: "Why didn't you come back all night, your friend, what is his name... Xiao, what is it, waiting here You all night."

Meng Ze's complexion was not very good, his lips were drawn into a line, and he opened slightly after a while: "Don't let him in in the future."

"Arguing? Didn't you play well before?" Wei Yuping murmured to herself in a low voice, "This child is very good, don't keep playing with your temper, you do it to others, and you do it to your father..."

Meng Ze stopped talking, Wu Shifeng was very good at reading his face, and immediately followed Meng Ze into his room.Sure enough, Meng Ze slammed the door shut with a bang as soon as he entered.

Wu Shifeng turned a blind eye to the obvious low pressure on Meng Ze's body, but asked obediently, "Can I sit in your chair?"

Meng Ze pulled the chair away, sat on it first, and then answered Wu Shifeng: "You sit on my bed."

"Okay." Wu Shifeng turned over a small corner of the quilt, and sat on it carefully. As for why he was so cautious, it was because—Meng Ze's room was too clean, even though the quilt was not even smoothed out without a single wrinkle. The degree of pleats, but it is also covered flatly.

The decoration style of the entire room did not match the outside at all. Wu Shifeng couldn't tell what style it was. It seemed to be the Nordic ins style I had seen on the Internet.

Meng Ze's bookshelf was full of books whose names Wu Shifeng thought were obscure, and he was really not interested in flipping through a few pages.

"Have you read all these books?" Wu Shifeng asked.

Meng Ze didn't turn his head back: "No, I bought it to pretend to be aggressive, and the content is not very good."

Wu Shifeng was not interested in just sitting there dryly, so he asked Meng Ze: "Do you have any book recommendations for me to read? I also want to be as good as you."

Wu Shifeng's sycophant was a little shrewd, but Meng Ze didn't care too much, and teased: "I have a book of Grimm's fairy tales, the one with phonetic notation, which is very suitable for you."

"Do you look down on our low level of education?" Wu Shifeng pretended to be angry, "I have also read several books with a high level of education."

"what book?"

"Then "Little Doudou by the Bed" and... what kind of cat is that, they are all pretty good."

Meng Ze laughed: "Okay."

As Meng Ze spoke, his eyes drifted to the bed, and the top two corners of the quilt were turned upside down, which was not his usual way of folding.

He stood up and found that the desk lamp on the bedside table had not been unplugged from the power source. An indescribable anger surged up. The desk lamp was suddenly picked up, and immediately fell to the ground with a "bang".