Our dormitory is all straight men

After finishing the last class of this semester, Yan Ning fell asleep in the dormitory, and Xiao Xi hesitated for a long time when he went out to work, but he didn't have the heart to wake him up.

When Yan Ning was awake, Xie Nuan and Fu Hanjiang were carefully packing their luggage. Fu Hanjiang was carrying his thin notebook, and Xie Nuan was carrying Fu Hanjiang's monitor, keyboard, case...

Yan Ning: ...

"See you next semester!" Xie Nuan said goodbye to his roommate warmly: "Let's go home first!"

Let's go home.Yan Ning understood: I understand, this is the legendary couple returning home.

Yan Ning washed up, decided to go to Tumao Coffee to settle dinner, and will go home tomorrow, so it's a good idea to see him one more time, Yan Ning thought sadly.

As soon as she changed her clothes and was about to go out, Yan Ning received Su Wan's WeChat message: "Have you finished the exam?"

Yan Ning is obedient: the exam is over.

Su Wan: When will you go home?

Yan Ning is honest: Tomorrow.

Su Wan: What are you doing now?

Yan Ning answered every question: I am going to eat.

Su Wan: #Address Link# Come.

Yan Ning: ...

Is it so domineering?I seem to recall the fear of being dominated in my childhood with no memory.

When going out, Yan Ning habitually put on her thick, white down jacket.

Suddenly thinking of a few days ago, when the little black boy told her that she was fat, Yan Ning's hand movements gradually slowed down.

Open the closet, choose left and right, and find a thin cashmere coat, slim fit, absolutely not fat.

He took off his jeans again, and took off the cotton wool trousers inside.

Shivering in the cold wind, Yan Ning walked slowly to the familiar snack street, struggled between the two alleys, and reluctantly chose the bar street.

I'm going to say hello and leave.Yan Ning thought so.

(Drink some wine to warm up, Yan Ning's subconscious mind.)

This was the first time Yan Ning stepped into the bar's door.

After all, Xiao Xi never worked in a bar. (Because I don't want Yan Ning to go to the bar.)

It seems that the atmosphere is not bad. A beautiful young lady is strumming the guitar on stage, with a cold posture and a hoarse voice.It is much more high-end and atmospheric than Xie Nuan's usual songs.

I didn't imagine the scene where the sound waves shook the sky, and ghosts and monsters danced wildly.

(Su Wan: I suspect, little brother, that you are confusing a bar with a disco.)

Chen Lu waved to him from afar.

Holding the small schoolbag, Yan Ning happily ran over, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it turned out to be a group of people gathering, and I barely saw them."

Chen Lu's eyes lit up, the pretty little brother dressed up, did his appearance increase gradually?

(Although usually the bun shape is quite cute.)

Su Wan was speechless: "...Why are you still carrying your schoolbag when you come to the bar?"

Yan Ning pulled the strap of her schoolbag, and said awkwardly, "... I'm used to it."

It seemed a bit strange, but Yan Ning immediately spotted the Allied Army who was also carrying a schoolbag: that jet-black junior high school student!

Sitting in a booth one seat away from them... doing homework.

There is an eye protection lamp of the same style as Yan Ning’s in Tumao Coffee on the booth.

From time to time, I raised my head to look at them, my eyes were not friendly, and when I heard the word "schoolbag", I reflexively pulled my schoolbag on the high chair.

Something fell out of the schoolbag, and the small bottle rolled to Yan Ning's feet.

Yan Ning kindly leaned over to pick it up for him, and the piercing eyes trained by the little fan book blogger Fu Hanjiang were stunned: it was a bottle of high-end lady beauty.

The kind Xie Nuan used to wipe his left cheek.

Yan Ning: ...

Chu Yu rushed over and gave him a hard look, snatched it back, and stuffed it back into her schoolbag.

Yan Ning (Yan Qi upper body): ...What you need more than whitening is facial expression management.Because your dark skin is really not ugly, it's your expression that stinks.

The cup in Su Wan's hand touched the wooden table lightly, and said coldly, "Thank you."

Yan Ning waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no."

The child stared at Yan Ning viciously, reluctantly said: "Thank you brother."

Su Wan: "It's still about last time, I apologize."

The child's eyes became more fierce, and he said word by word: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Yan Ning: I think it's better not to apologize.