I quietly watch you play

What does sugar taste like?How to taste it in his mouth!

Zhou Wei wanted to tell him something, but suddenly he smelled a dangerous smell, like being stared at by a large beast.He swallowed and pressed his lips tightly together, as if he was afraid that the candy would be taken away by another mouth.

Jiang Xiaoqi laughed lowly, and then continued to move closer by half a centimeter, his warm and soft lips brushed against the vigilant and tense companion lightly, very shallow and very clear.Zhou Wei felt the blood rushing to the top of his head, oh my god, am I going to burst my veins again!Really dizzy——

Is it enough?Jiang Xiaoqi felt that his Xiaowei was really frightened and frightened today, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, but he came here to block him, he was really afraid that he would run away.

He feels that any promises to Zhou Wei are worthless now, after all, he is already the number one dishonest person in his heart, and he believes that the only thing he can do is take action.

"Did you run out without breakfast? What do you want to eat at noon, let's go to the supermarket to buy vegetables and then go home to cook, shall we?"

Jiang Xiaoqi turned his head and saw that Zhou Wei had already fallen asleep in the passenger seat, his face was peacefully exhausted, and the stick of the lollipop was still sticking to the corner of his lips.

Sleeping like this will damage the teeth, Jiang Xiaoqi stretched out his hand, pinched the stick and pulled it out, he couldn't move it, and shook it gently, Zhou Wei actually sucked a candy bar twice like a baby.

Jiang Xiaoqi was amused by him, and with great difficulty, he swallowed the lollipop into his own mouth, and wiped off a strand of drool hanging from the corner of his lips with his thumb.

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It was already the third rain this week, and the forecast also said that there would be hail in some areas. It was already dark when Chen Zhanxiang ran into the cultivation base of the horticultural society wearing a white coat.

He didn't even eat dinner in order to get to the professional class "Anatomy of Otolaryngology-Head and Neck Surgery" taught by his graduate student brother tonight. After class, he thought of going to the small supermarket to buy a bread mat first, and then returning to the dormitory to make instant noodles after the self-study was over. , I don’t know why I was hit on the head by a bean-sized hailstone, and I remembered the clump of roses in the base that no one dared to care about.

Rosaceae plants are already in full bloom in this season, and will quickly wither and decay when the frost falls. Of course, according to their owner's current self-feding cultivation method, they may not survive the frost.

It's a pity that so many flowers are in full bloom and the beauty is revealed. It is said that they are still edible species. If you pick them off before the ground turns into mud, whether it is made into rose sauce or rose tea, it can be regarded as another form of permanent fragrance. , This is the thinking of medical students, like organ donation.

Coincidentally, his brother really likes to eat roses, if the flower owner wants to thank him, he will ask some to make sauce for his brother.

No matter what, Chen Zhanxiang did what he said, immediately put his white coat over his head, and went straight to the cultivation base, determined to be a "flower picker".

He had learned from books before that the rhizomes of roses could overwinter outdoors after the cold, but they needed to be neatly trimmed off the flowering branches and keep a thick rhizome of about [-] centimeters, so that it would not affect the flowering in the coming year.

The flower field was not big, so Chen Zhanxiang found a cardboard box and collected the cut corollas together, and piled the remaining branches neatly under the brick fence.

In order to prevent the roses from soaking in water, he could only cut three or five at a time, send them to the greenhouse covered by a greenhouse, and then run back to cut another wave.

After running like this a few times, the clothes on my body were soaked from inside to outside, and my hands were pierced by flower thorns in many places.

A thunderbolt clacked down, illuminating the figure of a young man holding a black umbrella at the gate of the base.

The young man was tall, almost his entire face was hidden under the wide umbrella, and his whole body exuded a chilling killing intent. He was a bit like a knight in a bamboo hat described in a martial arts novel. Tu's grief and indignation.

Zhou Lei clenched the handle of the umbrella rattling, glanced across the stumped branches and half-shaved rose bushes all over the ground, and yelled, "Who the hell did it!"

He threw away the umbrella like a god, stepped on the wet mud on the ground, and swung his fist at the white shadow, stinky rascal!Flower thief!Go to hell you--

Chen Zhanxiang was frightened by the thugs who broke in suddenly. He has been honest and responsible since he was a child. His strongest skill is reading, and his second strongest skill is patience. He has never encountered anything unbearable, so he has never fought with anyone cross frame.

He looks a bit like Zhou Wei, even if he is a little taller, he is white and thin among boys, and he can't help but hit when he looks at it. At this moment, his first reaction is not to fight back in self-defense, but to wave the three roses he just cut stand in front of.

The light flashed by the lightning for a moment reflected the white side face half covered by the roses, from the bridge of the nose to the chin he was familiar with, and Zhou Lei's fist stopped in the air.

Of course, if he insisted on beating him, it was very likely that the rose thorns would pierce his hand several times, and it was even more likely that his pretty face would be directly disfigured by the rose thorns.

The expected pain did not come, and Chen Zhanxiang hurriedly explained with blood: "Although I don't know who you are and why, I am definitely not a bad person, and I have nothing valuable on me. I only have a box of roses that I snatched for my classmates, but I can't give it to you, or else I transferred your Alipay to you today. How about today’s dinner money? Most of the time, I get angry because I didn’t eat enough..."

Zhou Lei was suffocated just listening to it, and the reflex arc ran for half a circle before parsing the meaning of this string of uninterrupted sentences, and he had already recognized who this person was, so he let go of the other party's collar and sneered: "So you are so cowardly because you are full?"

Chen Zhanxiang opened his eyes and recognized Zhou Lei: "Violence...violence can't solve the problem!"

"Who dares to touch my flowers with your courage!"

Zhou Lei pushed Chen Zhanxiang, but he didn't use too much force. After all, he threw Chen Zhanxiang into the freshly pruned thorns, which is a torture that hurts the chrysanthemum just thinking about it. If he breaks this cabbage bun, his brother will definitely get angry with him again. .

Chen Zhanxiang explained to Zhou Lei the theoretical basis and mental journey of being a "flower protector" in the rain overnight, which made Zhou Lei's ears ring.

"It's all over there, and it was almost put away." Chen Zhanxiang shook the dead leaves and muddy water on his hands, and there were a few fresh wounds with reddish blood, "You cut it and remember to take it away, otherwise you will soak it overnight. Rotten, I'm starving to death, go eat first—”

He passed by Zhou Lei, holding a wet white coat in his hand, shivering from the cold, his teeth chattering.

"Hey!" Violence behind him yelled at him, not very polite, "Your teacher didn't teach you how to do things from beginning to end? Help me finish cutting before leaving."

"If you don't find fault, I've already finished it," Chen Zhanxiang put his white coat on the bamboo pole, and then went to cut the flower branches. He has such a temper, neither pretentious nor grudge.

On the contrary, Zhou Lei was a little embarrassed, and threw the gloves he had prepared over there: "Are you a pig? Get this bare paw, and write notes with your feet tomorrow?"

He was not in Danyang two days ago, and he was also thinking that he should come to pick up the flowers here, otherwise the hail would be a ruthless thing, so he came here as soon as he returned, and he didn't expect to meet someone who would do good things.

"You put it on, I'll be careful, it's getting better anyway, I'm not so delicate." Chen Zhanxiang continued to work.Just looking at his appearance, no one really thinks he is the less squeamish one.

Zhou Lei trimmed the rest skillfully, and walked towards the car parked at the door with the cardboard box in his arms.Chen Zhanxiang helped him hold an umbrella to cover the harvested flowers, they were really delicate and lively clusters!No wonder girls love these.

The handsome prince approached and approached the bright red flowers that were splashing like blood, as if the red had life and heat, blazing hot... Especially this prince has a luxury car, and the girl who likes him is from the business school row. Going to medical school is no surprise.

The flowers were placed in the back seat, Zhou Lei unlocked the car door, and glanced at Chen Zhanxiang: "Get in the car, I'll treat you to dinner."

"No need," he glanced at his feet soaked in mud, he clearly didn't want to dirty the other party's car, and didn't intend to accept the invitation, even though the relationship between them should not be very strange, "I'm going to buy bread , but also self-study."

Zhou Lei has already opened the car door for him: "You collect flowers for me, and I treat you to dinner. I don't like to owe others. Get in the car!"

From eyes to movements, everything is a mental threat of "do you dare to go up and try".

Chen Zhanxiang looked at the leather seats that had been swept away by the slanting rain, and felt a little distressed. He had never spoiled things like this since he was a child, and he felt guilty when the washing water ran away for a while.

"I, actually..." Forget it, Chen Zhanxiang got into the car, regretting that he was a hero who saved flowers and asked for trouble.

The airtightness of the luxury car was excellent, the door shut with a bang, the heavy rain was stopped outside, and the inside of the car was eerily quiet.

Zhou Lei slammed the accelerator and drove out, directly out of the school gate.

It was not easy for Chen Zhanxiang to ask him where he was going to treat guests, so he could only sit there cautiously holding his soaked white coat, not daring to move, trying to keep the area of ​​dirt as small as possible.

To make matters worse, he was a little motion sick, probably because of his empty stomach.

Really, he suffers from motion sickness, and the better the car, the easier it is to get dizzy. This also proves that Zhou Lei's car is indeed very, very good.

Just when student Xiaoxiang's stomach tightened and he prayed silently to stop quickly, he never expected that when he opened his eyes, Prince Zhou Lei would drag him to a luxury hotel and get a room directly!

"You don't take a shower? It's so dirty! Isn't it uncomfortable to wear wet clothes?" Zhou Lei had already rinsed off, wrapped his hair in a hotel bathrobe and called for food while wiping his hair. When he hung up the phone, he found that Chen Zhanxiang was still dripping. At the door of the bathroom, I finally couldn't help kicking him in, and closed the door from the outside.

Chen Zhanxiang knocked on the door and screamed, "I, I don't have any clothes to change!"

"Take it off and throw it into the laundry basket! Put on a bathrobe first, and ask someone to wash it before sending it back!" Zhou Lei leaned against the door and wanted to laugh, "What are you coddling about! Big girl?"

"How long will it take?" The inside is still worried, "There is no place for self-study late."

Zhou Lei had no choice but to comfort him: "Soon, I'll wash up when I'm full. Hurry up, and the delivery will come later. I'll eat it all if you don't come out."

The sound of water finally came from the bathroom.

Chen Zhanxiang is still not quite used to wearing a bathrobe with an outsider in a hotel room and staring at him, it's not so strange.

Zhou Lei had nothing to do, he sank into the single sofa by the window and played with his mobile phone.

Fortunately, the waiter came to deliver the food soon, and the two big boys gathered at the table without embarrassment, and the communication was simplified to "this is delicious", "not bad", "you try this" , "One person and a half"...

"How is my brother?" Zhou Lei asked.

Chen Zhanxiang's mouth puffed up: "Well, it's good, I just went to have dinner with him on Sunday... He has a friend named Jiang who came back from abroad, and the cooking was delicious!"

When Jiang Xiaoqi returned to China, Zhou Lei naturally knew about it long ago, but how can this cabbage bun in front of him be able to go to his house for a meal without anything to do? Does the new brother laugh but not the old brother cry?Very angry!

"Are you a pig, you know how to eat!" Zhou Lei was upset, and instinctively wanted to find fault, "As long as your family doesn't torment him, he can live a good life for a few more years!"

Chen Zhanxiang stopped chewing, his face flushed, and he stopped his chopsticks in embarrassment: "I'm full, thank you...I'll leave when the clothes are delivered."

Zhou Lei's intention was not like this, his face was frozen with guilt, but his mouth was still unrelenting: "Aren't you hungry? I can't finish eating so many things. Waste is a great crime. If you don't want to commit a crime, keep eating, otherwise You will be imprisoned here tonight, believe it or not!"

"You are so unreasonable! No wonder you like to grow flowers with thorns..."

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing, I said... What are your flowers used for?"

"Flowers," Zhou Lei drew a long tone, "Of course they are used to chase girls. What about you, what are you going to do by stealing my flowers?"

"I didn't steal it," Zhan Xiang clarified very seriously, "Brother, brother likes eating rose cakes and drinking rose tea."

"Do you need to say this? I knew it 800 years ago!" Zhou Lei threw a few pieces of scallop stuffed with crab roe into his bowl, "When my brother ate the roses I planted, you didn't know which valley it was in. Wipe your nose!"

"He's my brother now—"

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing." Zhan Xiang has always been kind, and he won't poke people's feet if he is not in a hurry. Now he was distracted by a sudden thought, "The wound on my brother's face was caused by you?"

Zhan Xiang is talking about Zhou Hui this time. Some time ago, Chen’s mother asked Zhou to go home for dinner. He had a cut on his forehead, and the blood scab was covered with his hair. The bruise at the corner of his mouth did not go away. It appears to be a violent injury.

It's strange to say that these two people were chatting together, my brother and my brother were yelling, but no one got confused, and they were automatically connected to the corresponding person.

Zhou Lei pretended to be stupid: "How many brothers are you? Do you want me to be counted?"

"Then, your brother, did you hit your brother?" Zhou Hui, your brother, it must be all right.

Zhou Lei jumped up when he heard it: "Who are you talking about?! My brother is Zhou Wei, and I am the only one! What Chen Zhanfei... Did you call him brother for a long time or me... I, I never called him before! "

Zhan Xiang didn't bother with him, and when he acquiesced, he sighed: "Why are you so violent? You... beat him, aren't you afraid that he will complain to your grandparents?"

Eh?This focus seems to induce a little comfort.

Zhou Lei pulled the corners of his lips in a rare way, and sneered: "Does he have evidence? Which eye of his with the sack saw that I hit him?"

"Ah?!" Zhan Xiang bit the shell of the shrimp with a thud, "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, don't you have surveillance probes in your high-end community?"

"Of course not outside!" Zhou Lei acted mysteriously. It was an accidental injury when he cleaned up Zhou Hui this time, because the group called him after Zhou Wei got rid of the group of stalkers and asked him to stare at Zhou Hui and not do anything. It's not bad for him to beat someone up in advance, as if he was venting his anger.

"What did he do?"

Of course, before he had time to do anything, Zhou Lei turned over old accounts: "He asked someone to block my brother from registering at school, leaked his residence to the media, arranged for him to eat soft food... so many disgusting things, every time he sees a beating counts. He is cheap!"

"He killed your own son, and your mother still treats him like a treasure! Why don't you feel sorry for my brother? Let me tell you, he took nothing but a share from Zhou's family as a display. Believe it or not? His favorite car is still gathering dust in my basement."

Chen Zhanxiang lowered his head: "It is true that we are sorry for him—"

"So," Zhou Lei gritted his teeth and said, "don't let your real mother call him home for dinner. Is it interesting to make him pretend to be a happy family? You are just an extra layer of blood, and I have called him for 20 years. Brother!"

A circle of ripples swayed in the water glass, and it was quiet for a while.

Zhou Lei was stunned, looking at Zhan Xiang's soft hair: "I, I didn't say you—"

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耒哥：我还没弄，他就哭了……感谢在2020-02-2611:00:00~2020-03-0411:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 lemon candy;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 6 for Yue; 2 for Floating Life; 1 for Lemon Candy;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 16 bottles of floating life like a dream; 6 bottles of yue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!