recovery reaction ABO

Lin Cha settled Jiang Zhe's love with one sentence. Jiang Zhe cried bitterly and said that his friends would walk together for life, and let them water the eternal flower of friendship together in the soil of caring and mutual assistance.

Lin Cha thanked her, and said that if she continued to be nasty with him, he would immediately strangle the flower to death.

Although Lin Cha is poor, everyone around him is rich.Needless to say, Jiang He's authentic rich second generation, Jiang Zhe's family, although they come from a middle-class background, are also very rich.His father is a lawyer, and his mother is a department manager of the subway company. Both of them are workaholics and love overtime and overtime wages.It was already eight o'clock when Lin Cha arrived at Jiang Zhe's house, but Jiang's parents hadn't come back yet.

There was actually relief in his chest.He is not a person who is easily sentimental, but if he is asked to face other people's family joys, he will still feel depressed to some extent.

Jiang Zhe also lives in a bungalow, a two-storey villa, which is more humane than Yan Minglu's. There is vitality in the horns, such as the neat family portraits lined up in rows, and this husky.

The servant had just come back from a walk with it. One person and one dog stepped on the park road that had just been cleared of snow in winter.Jiang Zhe clapped his hands, took a stride, and yelled "Jiang Hehe!" with his first and last names.The dog didn't bother to pay attention to him, but a pair of blue eyes aimed at Lin Cha.

"It's called Hehe?" Lin Cha was surprised.

"That's right," Jiang Zhe said. It's not enough for Jiang Zhe himself, and he wants to make his dog do the same. "The name is Jiang Hehe."

Lin Cha cupped her fists: "I admire."

Jiang Zhe stinks easily and has a sense of self-management. He told Lin Cha that he should take a bath first.The servant went to clean up Lin Cha's guest room, leaving only Jiang Hehe and Lin Cha to cultivate their relationship in the living room.Jiang Hehe is a good dog, an odd breed of husky, and he won't bark like crazy when he sees guests. Instead, he squats down by the coffee table and carefully observes Lin Cha.

Lin Cha likes dogs, and likes all life that has warmth and can be accompanied and relied upon.

He eye-to-eye with it for a while, decided to show kindness first, and moved his buttocks to sit closer to it.

Reach out.

The fingertips touched the slightly dry hair on the top of its head, but it didn't respond.Lin Cha heaved a sigh of relief, put her whole hand on her neck, and gently stroked its shiny hair.

Jiang Hehe is really a good dog, a lecherous dog.It took only 30 seconds for the two of them to be intimate before it climbed onto Lin Cha and began to sniff.I also know that this person is a beauty, and her tail is wagging happily, which is very flattering.

Lin Cha smiled innocently and romantically, hugged Jiang Hehe's neck and sent Yan Minglu a selfie: Guess what it's called?

Jiang Hehe struggled in his arms, and picked up Lin Cha's sweater, and the not-so-soft material rubbed against his breasts.

Lin Cha immediately stopped moving.

He let go of his hand and let Jiang Hehe jump off the sofa, spread his dog's legs around the living room, jumped onto Lin Cha again, and howled at him with his tongue lolling.Lin Cha was happy again, he finally knew why Jiang Zhe howled so well, he really learned it from a dog.

When Yan Minglu doesn't need to work, he can always reply to Lin Cha's message in seconds: Where is the dog?

Jiang Zhe's, absolutely, is just like him.

What is your name?

After Yan Minglu asked this sentence, he got up from the sofa, opened the curtains, and went to observe whether the two kennels could fit in the front yard.

Tsk, no, two dogs are too difficult to keep.

"Xiao Huan," Yan Minglu asked without turning his head, "You have a cat and a dog, right?"

"That's right," Yan Xinhuan bit the duck's neck while gasping, "What's the matter?"

"If you want to raise it like this, what are the conditions?"

Yan Xinhuan was stunned for three seconds, and the soles of his feet jumped up like a spring: "Brother, aren't those students enough for you? Small animals are innocent!"

Yan Minglu ignored her drama, sat back on the sofa peacefully, and continued chatting with Lin Cha.

I told you to guess

Can't guess.

Hehe

?

My surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Hehe.What, isn't it silly (but cute)

Not cute enough for you.

"There are no conditions if you want to adopt it. It depends on what dog you choose. A dog as gentle as a Labrador is fine. But if you ask me, it is of course recommended to adopt. Wild dogs also have good tempers, but it takes time to find them."

"Where's the cat?"

"The same goes for cats. Adoption replaces trading and saves the lives of the weak." After Yan Xinhuan spoke righteously about caring for animals, he fell back into a dishonest appearance and asked gossipingly, "Brother, why do you suddenly want to raise cats?" Got a pet?"

"Tomorrow I will bring someone back." Yan Minglu answered irrelevantly.

Jiang Zhe went to Lin Cha after cleaning himself up.The next day is a big day for the performance, and we need to rest early tonight.Lin Cha came out of the bath and was going to sleep, but saw Jiang Zhe sitting at the end of the bed.

With a towel on her head, Lin Cha asked Jiang Zhe with a smile, what are you doing, are you so nervous? "Our protagonist, if you're nervous, call your little boyfriend, I'm not good at making chicken soup."

"I'm not nervous, I'm looking forward to it, and I enjoy the stage." Jiang Zhe knows himself very well.

"Then what are you doing? Your eyebrows are so wrinkled that you can trap mosquitoes."

Jiang Zhe patted his side, and the quilt made a muffled sound. "Come and sit down, I have something for you."

It is a rectangular piece of paper, not ordinary paper, but a special paper with thickness and texture printed with patterns.

It's a check.

Lin Cha was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?"

The posture Jiang Zhe gave the check was not at all domineering, and he was very trembling: "You should check the name first, is it spelled like this?"

"Don't wait, do you know that writing checks indiscriminately breaks the law?" Five figures, where did Jiang Zhe get the money?

"This is my dad's ticket, it's not a blank ticket."

"Jiang Zhe," Lin Cha and his eyes met, "what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhe patted Lin Cha's shoulder with a palm of friendship: "I told you, I will rescue you."

"what?"

"In the future, if you have financial difficulties, just talk to me. Yan Minglu, you must not accept the money again! He is just playing with your feelings! He is not married yet, because he has taken a fancy to you deceitful little boys. Like clothes, come one by one and go one by one!"

"...Not waiting," Lin Cha had mixed feelings for a moment, not knowing whether to be angry, to laugh or to be moved, "Did you fucking misunderstand something?"

"What am I misunderstanding?"

"What do you think our relationship is?"

Jiang Zhe's expression immediately became complicated: "Then have you ever had a substantive relationship? There are two kinds of relationships whether it has happened or not."

"No!" Lin Cha couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't think too much, we are just ordinary..."

Lin Cha thought for a moment, and felt that this definition was not accurate. According to the love process given by Yan Minglaw, they were still in the stage of pursuing and being pursued.

"Listen, listen, listen," but Jiang Zhe's reaction became exaggerated in time, "You don't want to talk about it yourself, your relationship is really anti-social! Brother Lin, you are young and smart, and you have a bright future. Can't think of letting Yan Minglu, an old man with a vicious face and a smelly face, get his hands? What's wrong with you, ask a friend for help..."

Jiang Zhe babbled on non-stop, Lin Cha finally caught the opportunity to interrupt: "Jiang Zhe, listen to me, in fact—"

The cell phone rang suddenly.

The two followed the voice and looked into the screen of the mobile phone, and three large white characters were printed on the black background call interface: God of Wealth.

Jiang Zhe finally thought of it: "This God of Wealth is actually Yan Minglu, right?"

Then his eyes became more sad: "Lin Cha, you really sold your love for money."

Lin Cha felt that he alone could not explain the matter clearly, so he made a silent gesture to Jiang Zhe, and then turned on the speakerphone: "What's wrong, Professor?"

"Why didn't you reply to my message?"

"I just took a shower."

"You can also talk to me."

"How old are you, why are you still so clingy?"

"Before I say good night," Yan Minglu said calmly, "Don't reply to my message."

Jiang Zhe was dumbfounded.

Who is this who?Who is this slime?

"What are you doing?" Yan Minglu asked again.

"Talking to you on the phone."

"Where's your classmate?"

Lin Cha looked up at his classmate who was experiencing the Sanguan earthquake, with a sly smile on his lips: "It's in the next room, I'll go and play with him later."

"Don't go there," Yan Minglu's vigilance overflowed from the mobile phone, "stay in the room after taking a shower, rest early, perform tomorrow, and keep your spirits up."

"His family has a Switch, the kind of machine that even plays games on the TV."

"You like playing games too?"

"Who doesn't like it?"

"Then wait for me."

Yan Minglu hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhe was dumbfounded: "Fuck, he didn't want to buy it for you, did he?"

"Isn't it obvious? It's all your fault, Lao Jiang," Lin Cha put the towel back on his head, and sighed while wiping his hair, "I owe him another debt."

"what?"

"He is still chasing me. I paid him a sum of money and calculated it clearly, and I will pay him back when I get the scholarship."

Jiang Zhe actually forgot that Lin Cha is strong and calculating, and he hates being in debt, and he is not happy when others help him.

Anyone could be confused by material captives, only Lin Cha couldn't.

When Yan Minglu's phone rang again, he had already bought the Switch: "If you want to play, there will be opportunities in the future. Now dry your hair and lie on the bed. Wear pajamas, don't walk around."

Jiang Zhe had already seen all his pajamas, Jiang Zhe thought, this old man's possessiveness is really fucking strong, Lin Cha's pajamas are not shown to others, it is clear that Lin Cha's pajamas are just his worn-out casual clothes.

Lin Cha's every sentence has the purpose of answering Jiang Zhe's doubts, and now there is one last topic left: "Yan Minglu, you still say that you are raising me like a son? You have such a strong desire to control."

"No," Yan Minglv denied, "I like you, so I'm jealous, it's obvious."

"Are you also jealous if I come to a friend's house to spend the night?"

Strictly speaking, the reason for vinegar can be described as high-sounding: "You will exchange it the day after tomorrow. You choose to spend this last period of time on your friends."

"His home is close to the theater, saving traffic."

"I can drive you in the morning and save traffic."

Is this fucking strict law?

Is it strict law?Is it strict law?How does this smell of old vinegar fit with his world-weary face?

"Okay, okay," Lin Cha grinned, "Don't be jealous, I've already held a celebration banquet, and I'll leave it to you all tomorrow night."

"Go to the parking lot to find me tomorrow night, don't run around."

"Okay, let's go blow-dry your hair, and go to bed after blow-drying."

But Yan Minglu stopped him: "Send me a selfie."

"Didn't you post it just now?"

"That one has a dog, I want a selfie of you alone."

Lin Cha felt a warm sweetness in her heart: "Okay, good night."

"Good night," Yan Ming's voice was low, "Xiaocha, you want to dream about me."

After the call was over, Lin Cha put down his phone and looked at Jiang Zhe. He ended a love drama and waited for the audience's comments.

The audience took three deep breaths before finding themselves back.Well, the truth is now revealed as to who is being bewitched by whom.It was him, Jiang Zhe, who was such a fool that he thought that Lin Cha had been tricked and was a victim.

"How do you say that sentence?" Jiang Zhe recalled it for a long time, and finally remembered, "The old house is on fire and cannot be saved."