minister under clothes

The Wukesong basketball hall was overcrowded at night, and the bright lights shrouded the cheers that almost broke through the roof, making people unable to take their eyes off the sweaty athletes on the field.

Yan Tou was wearing a sports cap, showing a pretty face, shouting with everyone from time to time, looking happy all night.

So even though Lu Qingyi, who was standing by the side, didn't understand the rules at all, he didn't feel bored at all.

When he finally exited the stage, it was as if he had done a lot of exercise, and it was difficult to calm his excited brain instantly.

Because of the darkness, Yan Tou held his hand naturally on the side of the street, and suddenly asked, "Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden, and invite me to watch the game?"

Lu Qingyi raised his head: "Ah...Thank you for making up my lessons. The monthly exam results are much better this time. Grandpa is very happy and gave me pocket money..."

Yan Tou burst out laughing immediately.

Lu Qingyi frowned slightly: "I'm serious."

"You idiot, it's better to say that you like me and want to make me happy." Yan Tou held back a smile and shook his head.

Lu Qingyi was speechless.

Yan Tou immediately asked: "You haven't said you like me, do you like me?"

Lu Qingyi looked at him, and then reluctantly replied after a while: "Sometimes...a little bit."

"Hello!" Yan Tou was about to lose his temper, but unfortunately his phone rang, and after taking it out to look at it, he walked away unconsciously and picked it up to talk.

Lu Qingyi felt a little surprised, because Yan Tou would always contact anyone in front of him, so there must be something wrong with being so mindful.

But this is his freedom, and no one can say anything more.

In fact, the caller was Gui Ziqiao, a girl from far away in the United States. As the goddess in Yan Tou's heart since childhood, she naturally received special treatment.

"Why did you suddenly think of me?" Yan Tou took off his hat and smiled into the phone.

Gui Ziqiao's voice was very gentle: "What are you doing?"

Yan Tou said, "I just watched the basketball game."

Gui Ziqiao half-joked: "Which girlfriend did you bring?"

"I won't tell you, anyway, you said you can do whatever you want, and you don't care." Yan Tuo snorted.

"Forget it, I have a holiday for Christmas, and I will visit you in Beijing." Gui Ziqiao simply finished the report, and then said: "I will contact you after the flight is booked. You can play."

"Ah?" Yan Tou didn't react for a while.

Gui Ziqiao was puzzled: "What's the matter, no time?"

Yan Tou replied without thinking, "Yes."

Gui Ziqiao said helplessly: "Then don't be surprised, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Yan Tou put down his phone, and was just happy for a moment, but when he looked back, he saw Lu Qingyi who was quietly waiting for him, his mind suddenly returned to reality, and he secretly cried out in his heart.

"Do you still want to eat something, or are you going home?" Lu Qingyi didn't ask anything, just chatting as usual.

"I won't eat, I'm not hungry." Yan Tou hesitated for a moment, but said nervously: "I can't go to Japan with you for the New Year, my friend is coming to Beijing, I have to receive her..."

Lu Qingyi had already started to prepare for the first trip that the two of them made an appointment for, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but blinked his eyes in disappointment.

Yan Tou felt an indescribable guilt and apology: "I'll take you there after the winter vacation."

Lu Qingyi shook his head: "It's okay, friends are more important."

After speaking, he walked towards the subway station.

Looking at his back, Yan Tou couldn't help feeling a little regretful, and hurried to catch up and said, "You are the most important... It's just that I haven't seen that friend for two years. She is the person I know best in America."

Lu Qingyi said softly: "It really doesn't matter."

Yan Tou laughed quickly: "I'll take you home."

Lu Qingyi refused again: "No need, it's only two subway stops, and it's hard to get a taxi when you get there, and you have to toss around for an hour like last time."

"Then you can message me on WeChat." Yan Tou kissed him, then patted his head: "Be careful."

Lu Qingyi nodded, turned around and followed the passers-by into the subway station.

While waiting for the subway, when I heard the noisy conversation around me, I felt an indescribable loneliness in my heart. I took out my phone and deleted the Japanese travel software I downloaded.

He secretly sighed that he was really hypocritical, that once he had something, he wanted more and more.

Are all people so dissatisfied?

Yan Tou, who was a little thoughtful, didn't think so complicated, and said happily to his cousin when he got home: "Zi Qiao will come to visit me at the end of next month, where should I take her?"

Chen Lu who was flipping through the newspaper immediately raised his head: "What?"

Yan Tou took off his coat and said, "Huh?"

"You just said two days ago that you want to be serious about dating, why are you still the same?" Chen Lu frowned helplessly.

"I'm fine with Tsing Yi, what does it have to do with Ziqiao?" Yan Tou asked.

Chen Lu coughed lightly: "You said it yourself, and you will marry her as your wife in the future."

Yan Tou rubbed her short hair: "Hey, she doesn't want to be my girlfriend, so just be an ordinary friend."

Chen Lu laughed: "If she wants to, you will break up with the boy now?"

"There are so many ifs, I can catch up with any good things." Yan Tou didn't take it to heart at all, happily went upstairs with his coat in his hand, and hid in his bedroom.

Although Chen Lu was worried, he habitually didn't plan to care too much, and focused on the news again.

Everyone has to make choices for their own life, and the will of others, no matter how important it is, is just a passing reference.

On Sunday, Lu Qingyi was going to practice at his teacher's house, so he didn't allow Yan Tou to hang out, but before he left, he received a very large courier with the wind, so he had to move back home after being surprised. It took a long time to unpack the tight packaging.

It turned out to be an oil painting.

The concubine Yu in the oil painting is graceful and graceful, with affectionate brows but also handsome and elegant, which is exactly what he looks like when he sings an opera.

Every pen and ink can be seen to be extremely attentive.

Lu Qingyi supported the painting by the wall and admired it for a while before opening the card that came with it.

"I can't forget it, and I'm afraid to think about it."

The signature is Wang Zijin, stroke by stroke in Chinese, carefully and carefully.

He rubbed his brows helplessly, then packed the painting bag and stuffed it under the bed, and didn't leave the house with the bag on his back until he could hide it completely.

Such a beautiful gift is really reluctant to throw away, but if Yan Tuo comes to see it, there will be a huge disturbance.

Very troublesome.

But the most troublesome thing is how to persuade the prince to return to France.

That person is just like this painting, beautiful but inappropriate, unacceptable, and unbearable to be hurt.

The tangled Lu Qingyi almost doubted his loyalty to his relationship.

——Although Yan Tou has all kinds of minor problems in a naive manner, she has never thought about abandonment and betrayal for a second.

That is impossible.