Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

"Xiaoyu, haven't you eaten dinner? I didn't see you in the cafeteria."

Lin Feiyu came back to his senses suddenly, only to realize that he had returned to the dormitory. He Wen looked at him with an almost flattering smile on his face.

Lin Feiyu felt depressed for a while, but he still smiled and said, "He Wen, didn't I tell you that you can just call me Lin Feiyu, Xiaoyu sounds weird."

He Wen lowered his head and twisted the corner of his clothes, his delicate face flushed slightly: "I'm one year older than you, and, I, I heard your brother call you that too..."

Lin Feiyu raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly.

He Wen was inexplicably flustered by him, and ran out the door in a panic: "I, I'm going to the small store downstairs to buy something."

Hearing the hurried footsteps going downstairs, Lin Feiyu rolled his eyes in extreme annoyance, then leaned on the iron ladder to the upper and lower bunks, and clicked on WeChat again.

The dialog box was blank, and my brother still didn't reply.

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips patiently, then thought for a while, and then sent two consecutive messages: "Brother, that barbecue is really delicious, and I have a coupon for [-] and [-] savings."

"Brother, are you very busy? If you are very busy, forget it. The college entrance examination will be in a few months. The school cafeteria has recently served some new dishes. Although they are unpalatable, they are still nutritious."

The other party remained silent.

Lin Feiyu squinted his eyes, but felt that his chest was stuffy. He was thinking about whether to post the third message, when he heard a soft "squeak..." and the bedroom door was pushed open. He Wen walked away with two bowls of instant noodles came in.

He carefully put the instant noodles on the table, then rubbed his hands: "Well, I didn't actually have dinner, I just went downstairs to buy instant noodles, and I made a bowl for you by the way."

Lin Feiyu smiled faintly: "I don't like instant noodles, sorry."

He Wen lowered his head in bewilderment, his ears turned red, and his voice became quieter: "The one with ham sausage is the brand of ham sausage you bought last time, Xiaoyu... Feiyu, try it."

Looking at his appearance, Lin Feiyu felt extremely bored when he heard the piercing "Xiao Yu".

If it was normal, he might have fooled the past with a smile, but now he is in a very bad mood, so he simply exposed the other party directly: "You said you didn't have dinner, so you went downstairs to buy instant noodles, and bought me a bowl by the way? You just said clearly that you didn't see me in the cafeteria, so you should have gone to the cafeteria, so why didn't you have dinner?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Feiyu lowered his eyes and looked at the other party, the corners of his beautiful lips were slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He Wen was silent for a while with his face flushed, and suddenly said desperately: "I, I like you."

Lin Feiyu said lightly: "There are many people who like me. Is there anything special about you?"

"Xiao Yu, I, I..." He Wen gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he was desperate, and closed his eyes to kiss Lin Feiyu.

It's just that before his lips touched the other party, Lin Feiyu pushed him away: "Are you finished?!"

Lin Feiyu's hands were so strong that He Wen stumbled back a few steps, a thin layer of tears gradually appeared in his eyes, and then turned his head and ran out.

Lin Feiyu didn't bother to care about him, so he flipped lightly onto the upper bunk and lay down, then opened WeChat again in a daze.

My brother still didn't come back.Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, opened the other party's circle of friends, and slowly turned up.

From time to time, he would look through his brother’s circle of friends. The content inside is almost too familiar. My brother doesn’t like to post on his circle of friends. There are only a few in a year. In the past few years, he has posted a total of 26, and the latest one is half a year. Posted earlier, with photos.

In the photo, the elder brother forcibly hugged Xiao Hei, lowered his head and kissed the little furry head, the little black cat looked reluctant, but the elder brother was clearly enjoying it.

kiss……

Just now He Wen wanted to kiss himself, and there were girls who wanted to kiss themselves before, why would people try to touch another person's lips with their own lips?What's the point?Not even that fucking bitch would do anything like that, just get right to the point, and get two white bodies ugly tangled together.

But my brother actually kissed the little black cat.

Lin Feiyu stared at the photo, his eyes slowly moved to the light-colored lips, then he hesitated, zoomed in on the photo, and observed the lips carefully.

Brother's lip color is very light, if kissed, will it become more rosy?Well, you should first hold that piece of lower lip, lick and kiss it for a while, and then use the tip of your tongue to pry open the tightly closed lip slit when my brother is short of breath. My brother will definitely hide back. At this time, you can Clasp the back of his head and forcefully deepen the kiss.

Maybe I can let my brother catch my breath once in a while, so that I can see my brother's eyes are red, and he scolds himself while panting: "Little bastard, what are you doing?"

At this moment, the phone rang.

Lin Feiyu suddenly came back to his senses. At that moment, his mind was completely blank, and his whole body felt like he was stepping on the ground. What was he thinking about just now? !

Himself, I was actually fantasizing... His heart was pounding, and he quickly picked up the phone as if evading.

On the opposite side was Song Ran's panting voice: "Little brat, what are you doing?"

"..." Lin Feiyu's hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the phone. He only felt his scalp tingling, as if a tingling lightning shot up his back.

Song Ran asked again: "Speak?"

Lin Feiyu stammered, "Brother, brother."

Song Ran panted lightly, and there was the sound of the treadmill "bang bang bang" in the background, as if she was exercising: "Did you see my WeChat reply? I'm at home this week, let's go have a barbecue together."

Listening to the low panting sound, Lin Feiyu's light-colored lips slowly appeared in front of his eyes. The lips were slightly opened, as if silently inviting...

"Xiaoyu?"

"Well, I'll be back on the weekend. Goodbye, brother." Lin Feiyu replied briefly, and then hung up the phone almost in a panic, as if there was some monster on the other side of the phone.

Song Ran looked at the hung up phone suspiciously, and murmured, "Little brat."

Lin Feiyu collapsed on the bed, staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling of the bedroom, his mind was completely confused, what was he thinking about just now?Is he crazy?

This kind of thing, this kind of thing...

In the next few days, Song Ran neither received Lin Feiyu's WeChat nor did he receive Lin Feiyu's call.

On the afternoon of the weekend, the sun was warm. Song Ran was lying on the beanbag sofa in the single dormitory, watching TV news while waiting for Lin Feiyu.

The latest news about the entertainment industry was being shown on the TV, and the Song Group once again launched a plan to acquire Yunzhong Media. A group of reporters held up their guns and short cannons, and surrounded Song Qingshuang tightly, talking about all kinds of strange things question, and Song Qingshuang was still the same, with a cold and indifferent snow-white face.

"Mr. Song, what does Director Xue Jianguo think of this acquisition?"

"Mr. Song, I heard that this acquisition is related to Wu Minghao?"

"Mr. Song..."

Song Qingshuang's snow-white face was full of impatience, as if she didn't want to answer anything.

At this time, a reporter boldly said: "Mr. Song, may I ask if you and Wu Minghao are secret lovers?"

Song Qingshuang frowned and said, "No."

"Yo, I've learned how to support a starlet, but I still don't admit it." Song Ran sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, eating potato chips and watching the gossip news with relish. He watched Song Qingshuang being asked all kinds of weird questions by the reporters, even There is a feeling of gloating.

Not long ago, he heard some gossip from Fatty Chen. It was said that Song Qingshuang fell in love with Wu Minghao, a popular young student of Yunzhong Media at a certain dinner party. be opposed to.

Thinking of Xue Jianguo, Song Ran felt a little sad. At the beginning, besides Uncle Song and Aunt Bai, it was Uncle Xue who treated him best.

But Uncle Xue is not in good health, and has been closing the door to thank guests for these years. He racked his brains to get a letter of introduction from Liu Qian, but he has visited several times, but he has never seen anyone, and he does not know what the old man is now. how's it going.

Hmm, I'm guessing he's getting angry over the fact that "Song Qingshuang wants to buy Yunzhong Media for the sake of a starlet".

This acquisition case, in fact, Song Ran is also very upset. First, he doesn't want to work for Song Qingshuang, a little white-eyed wolf; second, Lin Feiyu looks so much like himself. Wu, desperately put on small shoes for Lin Feiyu.

But having said that, now that he is just a small agent who is just waiting to die, he can't worry about these things, he can only take one step at a time, and he has one more worrying thing recently-Lin Feiyu seems to be having trouble with him.

Song Ran rubbed his temples, feeling a little pain in his brain.

In the past, in order to repay Uncle Song and Aunt Bai, besides work, I spent almost all my time on Song Qingshuang, but the effect was not good. A vegetative state.

With the experience and lessons from last time, this time Song Ran learned from the painful experience, and his attitude towards Lin Feiyu was to "stock up" as much as possible. Although Lin Feiyu was a little clingy, but the little boy became wild after a while, but he kept stocking him. It's awkward.

No, I ignored myself for a few days, the little boy was having a temper tantrum, and I could ignore it at ordinary times, but now the college entrance examination was about to come, so I could only coax him.

"Children are really troublesome creatures... Sigh." Song Ran sighed, stood up and stretched, thinking that Lin Feiyu would not come today.

At this moment, there was a crisp "click" sound from the door lock, and then a young man appeared at the door.

The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very tall and handsome. He was wearing a beige cashmere sweater and indigo blue jeans wrapped around his slender and straight legs. The amber eyes are simply mesmerizing.

"Xiao Yu? I thought you weren't coming back." Song Ran said in surprise, then smiled and opened her arms, ready to welcome the other party's usual hug.

Lin Feiyu didn't step forward, instead, he gave Song Ran a evasive look, then quickly lowered his eyes, and said sullenly, "Brother."

"What's wrong?" Song Ran was a little puzzled.

Ever since Lin Feiyu lived in school, he ran to his place every time he had a vacation, and every time he came back, he would cling to himself, begging for a hug, and pinching the corners of his clothes when he went to bed at night. He was just a little follower. Transgender?Is it embarrassing to gamble with myself for a few days?

Lin Feiyu didn't say anything, just peeked at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Forget it, let's rest for a while." Song Ran didn't bother to guess the awkward thoughts of the adolescent boy, so she put her arms around the child's shoulders, trying to lead him to the sofa.

His original body was 1.8 meters two, about the same height as Lin Feiyu, but now his body is a little shorter than Lin Feiyu's, and he had to raise his arms to hug his shoulders. Song Ran couldn't help feeling depressed. At the same time, Lin Feiyu suddenly stiffened, and then Pulling his arm away, the whole person dodges to the side.

Dodging arms and dodging sideways are all moves in Sanda, Song Ran immediately gave the opponent an elbow reflexively: "Rebelled against you?"

The two fought hand to hand in such a mess. After dozens of rounds, the room was in chaos. Lin Feiyu was young and aggressive, and Song Ran was very experienced in fighting, but his body was weak and he underestimated the enemy. He was accidentally pressed to the floor by Lin Feiyu.

Song Ran was lying on his back on the floor, gasping for breath, with the boy's heavy and scorching body on his body, both arms were firmly pressed on top of his head. He thought that he might not be able to make a comeback today, so he simply hung up the white flag in vain: "Surrender, surrender, get up."

Lin Feiyu didn't answer, but just looked down at him from above. After the two of them wrestled for so long, his breath was not too messy, he was just panting slightly, and the color of those beautiful amber eyes became darker. The force of confinement is also heavier.

Song Ran frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Let me go."

Lin Feiyu suddenly came back to his senses, as if he was taken aback, the strength in his hand suddenly loosened, his eyes gradually became wet, and his voice became aggrieved: "Brother, why didn't you reply to my WeChat before?"