I don't want to work hard

Ever since he confessed his love to Yang Jingyi, Ding Lin's mood was as if he had been planted with wings, hovering and flying above his head.These days, no matter whether it is studying or running, even training the phalanx, Ding Lin is the most active one. His enthusiasm is like a different person, making everyone think that he has won the sports lottery.

Ding Lin smiled and said nothing, only quietly revealed to Xu Xiangyang, and Yang Jingyi agreed to his confession.

Xu Xiangyang suddenly felt relieved that his stupid son was finally married. Although he somewhat felt that Ding Lin and Yang Jingyi were not suitable, he always felt that Ding Lin was deceived by that cunning old man, but seeing Ding Lin's happy face now, He could only silently bless them for a long time.

Time flies, and the sports meeting is coming in a blink of an eye.The day before the sports meeting, the literary and art committee responsible for preparing the costumes received the custom-made costumes for Ding Lin, and mysteriously handed them over to Ding Lin for him to go back and try them on.

Ding Lin looked at the courier box with the name of a certain T treasure store printed on it, and silently complained in his heart, do beggars' clothes have to be specially customized?Isn't it just picking up some broken clothes and sewing and mending?

However, when Ding Lin returned home at night and opened the courier, he thought suspiciously for a long time, and Ding Lin finally sent a WeChat message in their class group, and by the way @文艺委员会, telling her the unfortunate news.

Ding Lin: [@黄菲琪, a bit troublesome, the seller seems to have sent the wrong product. ]

Huang Feiqi: [What!How can it be!What did they send you? ]

Ding Lin spread the clothes on the bed, and then posted the photos in the group.

Ding Lin: [Although I don't know what kind of clothes you ordered for me, at least it won't be like this. ]

Huang Feiqi: [Oh my god.Ding Lin, don't scare me at night, okay, this is the set, and the store sent it right. ]

Ding Lin: [That means you made a mistake, how could this be a beggar's uniform?Even the leader of the beggar gang can't wear such gorgeous clothes!Look, the patterns on it, you can call it a dragon robe! ]

Huang Feiqi: [I have a good eye, I ordered the dragon robe.Of course, the traditional dragon robes are too ugly, so I ordered a design version of the dragon robe.How about it, does it reveal the majesty in the nobility without being so rigid at the same time, it not only shows the majesty and nobility that the emperor should have, but also sets off the elegance and agility of ancient costumes. ]

Ding Lin: [Okay, don't brag about your business, saying that you changed the theme like this, do you have any opinions? ]

Huang Feiqi: [Ask them in the group for their opinions?This was finalized by the head teacher. She felt that it was unlucky to be a beggar. ]

Ding Lin: [It's really auspicious for me to wear a yellow robe. ]

Huang Feiqi: [Thinking too much, not for you, but for our class.Our theme this time is to be the No. [-] Scholar on the Gold List, let you play the role of an emperor, and the rest of us are all No. [-] Scholar. Look, this is the greatest auspiciousness for us seniors.It is indeed a good idea that the head teacher came up with. ]

Ding Lin: [As a reminder, the homeroom teacher is not in this group. ]

Huang Feiqi: [I'm really feeling it, and I don't mean any flattery.Come on, try to see if it fits, and take a photo for us to see. ]

Ding Lin: [No, it’s up to you to watch as much as you like tomorrow. ]

When Huang Feiqi said this, the other divers came out to boo. Ding Lin looked at the improved version of the dragon robe on the bed, and didn't want to talk to them, so he threw the phone aside.

Although it is said to be ordered on Tbao, but if you look closely, the workmanship of this dress is more delicate than the costumes prepared by some third-rate crews.The gold-threaded five-clawed dragon hovers on the red robe, with black seaming. From color matching, design to pattern, every detail shows the creator's intentions.

I didn't intend to try it on at first, but when I watched it, my heart started to itch, thinking that I had played so many roles and had never played an emperor, so I tried to put on this set of dragon robes.

I have to say that Huang Feiqi's vision is still quite online, and the effect of her upper body is really good. Looking at herself in the mirror, she really has such a heroic spirit of a young emperor.Imagining myself sitting on the dragon chair of the Golden Luan Hall, kneeling on the ground full of courtiers, this feeling is really cool, no wonder everyone wants to be the emperor, although it is impossible now, but I must act in the future if I have the opportunity An emperor came to make him happy.

But now, let's show Yang Jingyi first.

Ding Lin walked upstairs quietly with bare feet like this, wondering if he would be lucky this time, and saw the picture of the beautiful man coming out of the bath again, but just squeezed his head through the crack of the door, and the familiar voice came from behind. the sound of.

"What are you doing here?"

Ding Lin was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to close the door, but he forgot that his head was still stuck in the door. Didn't he squeeze his head when he closed it? Ding Lin immediately let out a scream.

Yang Jingyi hurriedly opened the door and rescued Ding Lin. Seeing a straight red mark on his face, he couldn't help laughing, saying that his child really knew how to experiment when his head was squeezed by the door.

"Stop laughing!" Ding Lin couldn't hold back.

After Yang Jingyi brought Ding Lin into the room, he wanted to get a medical kit to apply medicine to Ding Lin to reduce the swelling, but he stopped him.

"It's okay, it's not too serious. It should disappear after a night's sleep. I have to go to the phalanx tomorrow. If you smear my face with red and blue potion, how can I go out to meet people?" Ding Lin said to Looking at the mark on his cheek in the mirror, he rubbed it just now, and even the surrounding skin became red and swollen, it seemed that the situation was even worse.

"Then don't rub it with your hands. The more you rub it, the more it will swell. I'll go downstairs and get you an ice pack."

Ding Lin grabbed Yang Jingyi's hand and pressed it against his cheek, "Your hand is fine. Your hand is cold enough. If you hold my face like this for one night, it will definitely disappear. If not, just kiss me." Let me give it a shot, and it will work immediately."

Ever since he expressed his heart to Yang Jingyi, relying on Yang Jingyi's daring to do anything to him now, Ding Lin has become more and more unscrupulous, flirting with Yang Jingyi intentionally or unintentionally all day long, testing his bottom line.

Of course, Yang Jingyi would not blame him, he could only smile helplessly.

It's fine for Ding Lin to cross the bottom line, but if he crosses the line, he will only be left with a doomed end.In the end, Yang Jingyi covered Ding Lin's face with a towel soaked in cold water to reduce the swelling, hoping it would go away.

"You have something to do with me?"

Ding Lin stood up, stretched his hands and showed Yang Jingyi the clothes on his body, "How about it, does it look good?"

"Looks good, Linlin looks good in anything she wears."

"No, I look better with it off, do you want to see it?" Ding Lin smiled meaningfully, and then stretched out his hand to remove the robe on his body, but was held down by Yang Jingyi.

"Don't make trouble." Yang Jingyi rejected Ding Lin as usual.

Ding Lin felt very disappointed. No matter how boldly he tried, he couldn't arouse Yang Jingyi's interest. Could it be that he really has no charm at all?

"Tomorrow I will walk in the phalanx at the sports meeting, and they asked me to play the emperor, and all of them passed the imperial examination, and they were the champions I hand-picked."

"Good idea."

"But I can't be the champion."

"But you are the emperor."

"What's so good about being an emperor, can you get extra points in the college entrance examination?"

"..."

"Look, it's not worthless." Ding Lin curled his lips, "In ancient times, the emperor had at least three thousand beauties in the harem. What about me? Just keep a beauty like you and don't let me kiss you. I might as well become a monk and become a monk." .”

Amused by Ding Lin's words, Yang Jingyi rubbed his hairy head, "If you want to become a monk, then I will accompany you."

"That can't be done, I will break the precept in a few minutes." Ding Lin erected a seal, "Amitabha, please let the poor monk go."

Well, no one can compare to Ding Lin when it comes to talkativeness.

With a faint smile on his face, Yang Jingyi carefully looked at the robe on Ding Lin's body, but pointed to the skirt and said, "Your clothes are worn backwards."

Ding Lin looked down for a long time, "It's not reversed, the pattern is on the outside."

"I mean you're wearing the lapel upside down. This is the left lapel of yours, commonly known as the lapel of the dead. It's only when you wear a shroud for the dead."

"Ah, there's another saying? I don't know, I just wear it as I like." Ding Lin looked at Yang Jingyi with admiration, "You actually know this, it's amazing."

"Because I've worn it wrong before, and someone pointed it out in public, that's really embarrassing."

"Hey, so you also wear Hanfu? What, do you have a picture? Let me see."

"No."

"How about I wear this suit for you? Anyway, this dress is not a slim fit, so you should be able to wear it." Ding Lin wanted to take it off as he spoke, but Yang Jingyi immediately held him down.

"Are you trying on the clothes or am I? Stand up straight and I'll help you put them on." Yang Jingyi helped Ding Lin untie the knots on both sides of the robe. If he didn't know that Ding Lin was wearing it indiscriminately, Yang Jingyi even doubted whether he was wearing it. Referring to the way of wearing the dead man's shroud, even this knot is tied tightly.

After finally untying the knot, Yang Jingyi opened Ding Lin's skirt, and seeing a white patch flashing in front of his eyes, Yang Jingyi subconsciously pulled Ding Lin's clothes back together.

"What's wrong?" Ding Lin, the culprit, asked naively.

"You can wear it yourself."

"Just now you said that you helped me put it on, and I don't know how to do it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to wear it wrong again?" Ding Lin tilted his head and looked at Yang Jingyi expectantly.

Only then did Yang Jingyi realize that he seemed to have been fooled, and the brat obviously did it on purpose.

Having fallen into the trap, Yang Jingyi had no choice but to continue helping Ding Lin get dressed.

Seeing Yang Jingyi help himself redress in a serious manner, Ding Lin just felt bored.That's right, he deliberately put on the wrong clothes to let Yang Jingyi find out, the key point is that he didn't wear anything underneath.Ding Lin knew that Yang Jingyi had seen it, but he didn't react at all, and he didn't even help him continue to wear it.

This made Ding Lin feel like a bamboo basket fetching water in vain.

Ding Lin was so frustrated that Yang Jingyi didn't even look at him even after he was like this. Could it be that he wasn't attractive to old men at all?

So what does Yang Jingyi like?Does he go to the gym a lot and like the ones with muscles?

Ding Lin, who failed to seduce him, was in a low mood. It was impossible to gain muscle immediately, and he didn't know if it would be too late to start practicing now.

"Thank you, then I'll go back, tomorrow I have to go to school early to prepare."

Ding Lin came home in a feather, but he didn't know that Yang Jingyi rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower as soon as he left.