Our dormitory is all straight men

79,

Early the next morning, Yan Qi sent Xiao Xi to the high-speed railway station: "From now on, just tell me what's going on in Xiaofu's school, and you don't need to come here from Ningcheng."

Seeing that Xiao Xi seemed about to refuse, Yan Qi said again: "I often go to Jiangzhong, don't bother me."

Anyway, after he retired, he was busy digging his feet.

Xiao Xi was silent for a while, pursed his lips, and did not directly refuse: "Then I will trouble you."

Yan Qi and Murong Fu had a great conversation yesterday, not only taught him to use subject-verb-object to make sentences, but also explained to him in a simple way why the people of our country—especially why women in our country don’t like to shake hands. In special times, it is necessary to maintain a certain social distance.

At the same time, he did not forget to care about Yan Zisu's physical and mental health, let her drink a glass of milk and eat a fruit plate in her busy schedule; comforted Yan Ji who was furious and let him finish his homework, and made Xiao Xi realize that taking an ordinary girl would be a good thing. Adolescent high school students may be more complicated than he imagined.

He has no experience, he may need the help of an adult like Yan Qi, after all he taught Yan Ning very well.

Before the car left the community, Yan Qi and Xiao Xi saw Yan Xiao appearing at the gate of the community in slippers, wearing pajamas, and carrying a bag of buns and soy milk.

Yan Qi:? !

Seeing the old man's car, Yan Xiao walked over quickly, and handed Xiao Xi two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk.Enthusiastically said: "I just bought it at the gate of the community, it's still hot!"

Yan Qi said gloomyly, "Where did you sleep last night?"

Yan Xiao sucked soymilk, and Yan Ning's face was [-]% similar to Yan Ning's, and his eyes were exactly the same as Yan Ning's, heartless, frank and pure: "Spent a night at Fourth Uncle's house with Ah Ji!"

Yan Qi:? ? ?

Xiao Xi: ...

Yan Xiao looked at Xiao Xi in a blink of an eye, worried that his younger brother's little classmate would feel guilty for stealing his bed, and said generously: "It's okay! Ah Ji's bed is big, I often sleep with him!"

Every time Yan used various reasons to drive him out of the house.

eighty,

Yan Qi hated that iron could not be made into steel, and spent all the way talking to Xiao Xi about his elder son who couldn't fall in love. On the way, he also sighed with emotion about his younger son who was more innocent and pure: "Ning Ning liked the pretty little girl in their class when he was in kindergarten. Sister, after school, she foolishly followed her home."

Xiao Xi's eyes became more serious.

Yan Qi talked about Yan Ning's embarrassing things with great interest: "It turns out that pretty lady is a boy!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Xiao Xi raised the corners of his mouth in cooperation.

Yan Qi sighed: "Fortunately, I learned to distinguish between men and women later on."

Perhaps it was because Xiao Xi, a taciturn listener, had a special sense of security. Yan Qi turned the steering wheel and revealed Yan Ning's shocking little secret to him: "He likes Lulu from our neighborhood."

Xiao Xi was obviously taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Yan Qi.

Yan Qi concentrated on driving the car, and said sadly: "As a result, I met Lulu last weekend, and Lulu didn't even know that Ningning was in the same school as him!"

Xiao Xi pursed her lips, and it took a long time before she said: "Is that Lulu... also at Ning University?"

"Yes!" Yan Qi broke his heart because of the two straight sons: "Ning Ning is determined to be admitted to Ningda University, I wonder if it was influenced by Lulu."

(Yan Ning: Don't talk nonsense, Dad!)

Yan Qi suddenly enlightened: "You are also in Ningda!"

Yan Qi slapped his thigh excitedly: "You must help Ningning! Chase Lulu!"

Xiao Xi: I don't really want to help.

81,

Xiao Xi returned to Ningcheng from Jiangcheng, and brought back a basket of Jiangcheng Lake hairy crabs that Yan Qi had just steamed in the morning.

Xie Nuan was so excited that he almost knelt down and kowtowed: "It really is an experienced professional takeaway!"

High-speed rail fresh food can be delivered on the same day!

Xiao Xi: "...Thank you, Ningning."

After all, it is their crab.

Fu Hanjiang:? !

Xie Nuan:? !

Yan Ning:! ! !Spiraling into the sky, Thomas spun 360 degrees and added a hook and quadruple jump.

Xiao Xi: "...Thank you Yan Ning."

After listening to Ning Ning Chang Ning Ning Short all day and night from yesterday to this morning, I was brainwashed by Yan Qi!

Yan Ning was dizzy: "You can call me Ning Ning..."

You can call it whatever you want, and call it whenever you want.

With a "pop", Fu Hanjiang gracefully opened a crab shell, the juice splashed all over Xie Nuan's body, and said calmly, "Oh."

This is a pair of dogs and men.

When falling in love in the dormitory, have you considered the feelings of other innocent roommates?

Forget it, cannibals have short mouths, so don't talk about it.

Xie Nuan complained in his head while getting up to change his clothes: I call you Xiao Ningning every day, and I have never seen you in such a distraught state.

Yan Jing quietly watched them dirty each other like no one else: these two people didn't know how to restrain themselves in the dormitory.

Forget it, Boss Fu is so fierce, you better shut up.

After eating (hairy crabs) and drinking enough (coke), Yan Ning rubbed the last bit of crab roe left on his fingers while boarding a certain treasure to look at the T-shirts. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, every color should come in such a items, like Xie Nuan's clothes and Fu Hanjiang's keyboard.

Yan Xiaoning, who has just stepped into an independent life, thinks so.

Double Eleven discount of [-] minus [-]?Okay, white T-shirts from M to XL one two three four five six seven □ □… ten pieces, um, exactly full discount.

82,

After class in the evening, Yan Ning followed behind Xiao Xi, lowered her head and sent WeChat with Yan Xiao.

As a straight man, Yan Xiao seldom talks to his younger brother on WeChat, but this time it is really unbelievable, inexplicable, at a loss: he was kicked out of the house by Yan Qi, and he was asked to move out by himself Self-reliance.

Yan Xiao is reluctant to let go of the good life in the past: I only walk 10 minutes from home to the company, and I don't even need to drive a car!

Yan Ning: ...

Yan Xiao's voice was full of emotion: I can still go home for a meal at noon and evening!You don't even have to go to takeout and convenience stores!

Yan Ning: ...

Yan Xiao cried loudly: So why did you ask me to move out.

Yan Xiao is different from Yan Ning, he even went to university in Jiangcheng, and in the past 25 years, his living range has never exceeded a five-kilometer radius around his home.

Although I bought an apartment by myself after graduation, I didn’t live in it for a day after the renovation. I still lived at home, eating and living at home, living a happy life of a loving father and son who went home to eat at noon and went to bed at night.

So it's just not acceptable now.

Yan Xiao feels wronged: I haven't even lived in a university.

How could he have the heart to let me sleep alone from now on.

Yan Xiao was melancholy: I used to travel on business for at most three days.

How could he be willing to let me never go home every day.

Yan Ning also felt a little strange, and said without confidence: "Parents think you don't do housework?"

Yan Xiao: I help with grocery shopping every day, wash dishes, and also bear utility bills and some housework. There is no reason to be kicked out for not doing housework.

Programs such as xx old uncle, x8x8 titanium alloy eyes, etc., many adult sons were ruthlessly kicked out of the house because they were too lazy to do housework, so Yan Xiao was very observant, diligent and brave in order to continue to live and eat.

Yan Ning also felt strange: How did Dad say it?

Yan Xiao: He said: 'You are a mature man, you should learn to live independently. '

Yan Ning: ...It seems to make sense.

Yan Xiao: [crying] [crying] [crying]