intracranial fetters

"Elephant's nose, turn fifteen times and draw a heart on the ground."

"Isn't fifteen laps too much?" said Hannah, "or five."

Monica nodded, "Okay, one round plus five rounds, one round after another, and the team that dies first will have lunch."

"But there are four of you," Sean said.

Monica smiled, "It just so happens that one of us is unwell," she said, pointing to Lin Chan, "So we are three-on-three, and those who didn't participate will pay the bill."

Lin Chan blushed, thankful that she was wearing a pair of sunglasses that could cover most of her face.

"Can you?" Monica looked at Sean provocatively with her red lips hooked.

Seeing Monica like this, Sean became serious, "I'm a little uncomfortable today, to be fair, how about both of you being sick?"

Cheng Lin frowned, and was about to say something. Lin Chan pinched Cheng Lin's arm and said to Xiao En, "Okay."

Cheng Lin had no choice but to sit and watch them make trouble.

Wang Ping was the first to lose, and couldn't hold on after ten laps. He sat on the beach and watched them continue the game.

Then there was Hannah, and Monica immediately waved her hand.

Lin Chan is good at this game and Monica knows it. What surprised her was that Xia Chuan and Xiao En were able to hold on. Originally, Monica thought that the game would end when the number 20 was reached, but now it is [-]. lock up.

But Sean is just holding on.

On the 30th lap, Sean couldn't hold it anymore. He stood up and staggered to one side. Wang Ping hurriedly got up and hugged Sean in his arms.

Monica squinted her eyes and looked at Hannah with a half-smile. She remembered that Wang Ping was laughing beside Hannah when she fell down. Hannah obviously noticed this too, and her expression was not very happy.

It was no surprise that Monica's team won. Seeing that Xia Chuan and Lin Chan were going to compete again, Monica hurriedly said, "Okay, we won." Pulling Xia Chuan and Lin Chan back to the previous stage s position.

Cheng Lin walked over to support Lin Chan, "Are you dizzy?"

Lin Chan rolled her eyes, "Come and try?"

"Then you have to compare." Cheng Lin smiled helplessly.

"I don't like the way he looks."

Cheng Lin put his index finger near his mouth, "Shh." He motioned him to speak softly when he said bad things about people.

Lin Chan turned around and glanced at Xiao En. He was crouching beside a coconut tree and retching. Lin Chan waved his hand, "Don't worry, he can't hear you."

Cheng Lin handed Lin Chan a bottle of water next to him, and threw another bottle at Xia Chuan.

Xia Chuan took the water and drank it in small sips, while Monica joked beside him, "You're pretty good at it, have you practiced before?"

Xia Chuan swallowed, "I haven't played this game before, it feels like it has something to do with learning to dance before."

"Have you ever learned to dance?"

Xia Chuan nodded, "When I was in high school, I heard that art students had low cultural scores in the college entrance examination, so I went to learn media performance. For performance, I learned dance. We practiced folk dance. During the training camp, I was exhausted every day. I just practiced the body. If you split the fork, you will have nothing to love."

Lin Chan also became interested when he heard it, and said, "Learning acting requires a foundation, have you learned this before?" Cheng Lin also found it novel, no wonder Xia Chuan's flexibility is because he has learned dance before.

"Three or four years of elementary school, dance and music, extracurricular interest classes."

Lin Chan nodded, "Then you took the art test?"

Xia Chuan took another sip of water, "No, I haven't studied since my second year in high school. It's good to be an ordinary science student."

"You are also a science student?" Lin Chan's eyes lit up, and he was completely interested.

Cheng Lin rubbed his temples and listened to them talk about from Ohm Faraday Newton in science to geography in liberal arts.

So the scene was very strange. Two science students who looked like liberal arts students were discussing about liberal arts topics, but a liberal arts student who looked like science students sitting next to them couldn't intervene in their topic.

Wang Ping helped Cheng Lin pay the lunch bill by the way, but Cheng Lin didn't refuse, just said that he invited him for dinner.

Wang Ping didn't hesitate to answer directly.

During the meal, Lin Chan was already disgusted by the interaction between Xiao En and Wang Ping, but when she saw that they had to eat together tonight, she pouted.

While resting in the hotel room at noon, Lin Chan suddenly asked, "Is Xia Chuan very flexible?"

Cheng Lin was reading the document, and didn't understand the deep meaning of Lin Chan's question, so he just nodded, "It's pretty good."

Lin Chan held his breath after hearing Cheng Lin's answer, and lay on the bed for a long time without saying a word.

After Cheng Lin finished reading the document, he felt that Lin Chan was surprisingly quiet when he was working today, and only later realized the meaning of Lin Chan's question.

Cheng Lin lay directly next to Lin Chan. Lin Chan shook with the bed, but did not open his eyes.

Cheng Lin leaned over and bit Lin Chan's earlobe.

Lin Chan elbowed Cheng Lin and said impatiently, "Don't make trouble."

"What?" Cheng Lin told Lin Chan to face him, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

Lin Chan frowned, as if you don't bother me.

"Speaking of which, your flexibility is not bad, but not as good as him." Cheng Lin said deliberately.

Lin Chan's ears turned red with anger, "He is so flexible, you go to bed with him, don't come to me in the future, I will find someone else."

Cheng Lin covered Lin Chan's mouth, "No."

Lin Chan took Cheng Lin's hand with both hands, "Why, you are allowed to do it with others, but I am not allowed to do it with others. He is more flexible than me, and other people's work is better than you!"

"Is there someone who has a better job than me?" Cheng Lin narrowed his eyes, freeing up one hand to caress Lin Chan's lower abdomen.

Lin Chan was about to go mad with anger, she closed her eyes and turned over.

Seeing that Lin Chan was really angry, Cheng Lin quickly comforted him, "Okay, don't be angry, you are a little less flexible, and you are a hundred times better than him."

Lin Chan closed her eyes tightly.

"No matter what he is, the person I like is you." Cheng Lin confessed affectionately.

Lin Chan's eyelashes trembled.

Cheng Lin continued his efforts, "Besides, he likes women. If I want to be with him, he won't be happy. Why are you jealous?"

Lin Chan opened her eyes, "Does he like women?"

"Yes." Cheng Lin nodded.

"What did he tell you?"

"Ah."

Lin Chan rolled his eyes, "Xiao En is still anti-gay." He could tell that something was wrong between Xiao En and Wang Ping this morning.

Cheng Lin frowned, "Does it matter?"

"Didn't you see that Sean and Wang Ping were having an affair this morning?"

"I didn't see them this morning, isn't Wang Ping Hannah's boyfriend?"

Lin Chan sighed and had nothing to say.

When Monica told Xia Chuan about the "Save Hannah" plan, Xia Chuan was also surprised.

"Isn't Sean anti-gay? How could he have something to do with Wang Ping?"

Monica poked Xia Chuan's forehead with her hand, "Have you ever heard the saying that you have a lot of cabinets? I know a lot of people who say they like girls, but I catch them dating men."

Xia Chuan also told Cheng Lin that he likes women, but Xia Chuan didn't know how to answer Monica's words.

"Tell me what you think of my plan."

"You can't take care of other people's private affairs, and you just guessed that Wang Ping and Xiao En are in that kind of relationship and there is no evidence to prove it. If others really just have a good relationship, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Monica raised her eyebrows, "Just wait and see tonight."

[The author has something to say]: Thank you for the little angel who helped recommend me, thank you, thank you, and Tao Aiyou, who gave the reward