Scum smell

Xu Yeye was extremely embarrassed, she really felt that she didn't know Ji Yao that well, and that Wen Lin was pitiful against her—she murmured for a while, concealed Wen Lin's name, and copied what the other party said last night.

She didn't know how Wen Lin came into contact with Ji Yao's exes (it seemed that the means were not very bright, and she didn't really want to know), but she did know a few, and it was Zhang He who once complained to her— —To be honest, there are many wonderful things.As she talked, her thoughts gradually straightened out, her logic became clearer and clearer, and she even picked out those strange things to compare with Jiang Qiutong.

The more Zhang He listened, the more paralyzed his face became - Xu Yeye just sold him out!Talking about such unmanly things as gossiping, how embarrassing it is for him to be exposed!

Ji Yao was silent, but he didn't care about that - he has done so many scumbag things, why don't he like the insider to complain a few words - instead he asked Xu Yeye: "Why did you let me break up with Jiang Qiutong instead of Yu Si? Far?"

Xu Yeye was quite surprised: "You have been talking with Yu Siyuan for almost two years, you must have feelings, and I am not familiar with people - but I have met Mr. Jiang, according to my intuition, that is a Bi Chi, he's tormenting you a lot, right? You deserve it. Besides, Yu Siyuan is younger and he's out of the closet, so there's not that much pressure to be together."

Ji Yao rubbed his chin, and murmured thoughtfully: "Actually, when I flirted with Siyuan, I really didn't know he was a crook..."

"What?" Xu Yeye didn't hear clearly.

Ji Yao waved his hand: "It's okay."

A long time ago, when he and Jiang Qiutong had sex for the first time, Jiang Qiutong said, don't provoke anyone he can't afford.

Yu Siyuan once said that you have to learn to make choices and take responsibility.Tell him again, if you don't want to take it, then I will come, because I like you.

But Wen Lin told him that liking someone is not like this.

Thinking of this, Ji Yao lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind.

What Jiang Qiutong said to him yesterday was still in my ears, and for some reason, ripples suddenly appeared in Ji Yao's calm heart.

Jiang Qiutong, who was so arrogant and strong, was willing to bow his head to give him oral sex, let him rub his face with his feet, and then rubbed the tip of his nose with his nose like a big cat, and said to him seriously, I like you very much.

Jiang Qiutong was right, even if the feelings were unequal, no one deserved to be spoiled by him.

Such a cold and self-reliant person...he must feel very shamed, unwilling, and powerless to say such weak words.

Before Ji Yao, he always thought that Jiang Qiutong's sense of shame came from the fact that he fell in love with someone, but now he suddenly understood that it was not like that.

Jiang Qiutong faced his emotions so calmly. His shame stemmed from the person he liked.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. Ji Yao covered his face and felt the extreme sourness when he talked to Wen Lin about his collapse.

Many things I felt were nothing when I experienced them at the beginning, but after thinking about them carefully, I realized later, and tasted a bit of the bitterness of the master.

Last night, Jiang Qiutong whispered to him, don't marry He Li.

It was dark when they were in the car.Half of the man's side face was shrouded in the night, and the other half was under the flickering light, which looked both beautiful and indifferent.So close, yet so far away.

Ji Yao hugged her head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "It will be Qingming soon, he has no class for the past two days, and he has already gone home - Qingming waits for him to come back, and I will break up with him."

Xu Yeye didn't dare to say anything, she was as quiet as a chicken.The atmosphere was too serious, she couldn't help moving her fingers, and secretly sent Wen Lin a WeChat message.

[Fuck me, what I said is actually really useful!Ji Yao actually planned to break up with that Teacher Jiang! 】

When the phone ding-dong, Wen Lin glanced down and smiled quietly.

Zhang He on the other end didn't speak, he was a little blocked and jealous.

Damn, he tried to persuade Ji Yao for so many years, but Ji Yao refused to agree with him even though he had an argument with him. As a result, after a few words from Xu Yeye, Ji Yao planned to change his mind!

When did the two of them get so close! ?

Zhang He struggled for a while, and found that he didn't know whose vinegar he was eating, so he became even more confused.

How else can I say that Ji Yao is a scumbag? When he made up his mind, he felt so uncomfortable that the other two dared not breathe, for fear of irritating his little heart. In the end, within 2 minutes, Zhang He stripped him. After eating an orange, he was laughing heartlessly again.

Xu Yeye admired this kind of ability so much.

In a few days it will be Ching Ming Festival, and Ji Yao was thinking about whether to visit Wen Lin during the holidays, when Yu Siyuan called: "There is a new hot spring resort near our house, it's pretty good. I happen to be Ching Ming I'm free, baby, do you want to come and play?"

Ji Yao was so idle that his egg hurts, so he responded readily when he heard the words.He has already decided to break up with Jiang Qiutong and be with Yu Siyuan wholeheartedly.This feeling is quite fresh. On the one hand, he is a bit unwilling, but on the other hand, it gives him an inexplicable sense of mission.

Although he doesn't like it very much, but...he has to take good care of Yu Siyuan, he thought.

He happened to have no classes these two days, and the people in the school were distracted and looking forward to the holiday. The time he had agreed with Yu Siyuan was still early, so he didn't know what to do these two days.

He nestled at home, sitting cross-legged on a chair thinking about how to pass the time. After thinking hard for a long time, he ran to the studio slowly, planning to draw a picture.

Ji Yao's house has a third floor, but there are only three permanent residents, so when it was first renovated, Ji's father and mother generously allocated the entire third floor, including the small attic above, to Ji Yao.So he chose a well-lit room as his studio.

Since he dared to lie to Siyuan that he studied art, he naturally had two skills.He can paint in oils, and he does it pretty well.After a while it will be Yu Siyuan's birthday, and he is going to draw a picture as his birthday present.

He hugged a lot of snacks, closed the door, and hung a sign on the doorknob - "Only Zhang He is allowed to enter", then locked himself inside and began to compose the picture.

He wanted to draw a picture for Yu Siyuan a long time ago, but he never paid attention to it and was lazy. After a few months, he only painted half of it intermittently.

Now that he has decided to be with Yu Siyuan, he naturally cares about it, and decides to give Yu Siyuan a present, not to fool people with the cake from that private workshop.

The studio has food, drink and toilets. He almost forgot the time and completely entered a state of obsession.There were discarded drawings everywhere on the ground, paint was rubbed on his face and clothes, but he didn't notice it, he was lying on the floor concentrating on color adjustment.

As soon as Zhang He opened the door, he saw this scene.He frowned, waved his hand with disgust on his face, limped in with a cane, reached out and slapped Fa Xiao's butt hard: "I haven't seen you for two days, so I'm here again—— You stink, you know that?"

Ji Yao slowly got up from the ground, stood up straight, and then wiped his face, and the paint that hadn't dried out was rubbed off even more - Zhang He couldn't bear to look directly away: "Ah? What? How long have I been here this time? Where is Xu Yeye?"

Zhang He was not in a good mood: "Why don't you go back early?"

The creative process was suddenly interrupted, and it is reasonable to say that he should be unhappy, but he didn't. He just rubbed his eyes as usual: "I'm so tired."

He knew that if Zhang He came in and called him, it must have been a long time, so long that he had to come out to accept photosynthesis.

"...I seem to be a little sleepy."

Zhang He wanted to complain, but before he could open his mouth, Ji Yao fell down and fell asleep on top of him.Like a pig, dead.Still dirty.Also stinks.

——The more you talk, the more you look like a pig.

He staggered, and quickly stabilized his figure, so that Xuan didn't fall—if he fell again and the plaster cracked, he would die.

With a dark face, Zhang He dragged the man out of the studio like a dead pig, not forgetting to lock the door.With great effort, he threw Ji Yao onto the bed, tore off a label, pasted it and wrote a sentence, then slapped it on the other person's face, and then left quickly.

When he walked out of Ji Yao's house, he suddenly thought that this time Ji Yao fell asleep so fast that he forgot to introduce him with enthusiasm what he painted.

Ji Yao slept very soundly this time, he didn't have any dreams, as if he just closed his eyes and was woken up by urination.He reluctantly pulled the pillow, wanting to linger on the bed again, but felt something stuck to his face.

He took it off and barely opened a slit with one eye, only to see that it was written crookedly, "Clean up and go to my house for dinner".

It's Zhang He's handwriting.

"Hahahahaha..." Ji Yao clapped his stomach and laughed soberly, "The characters are still so ugly."

After tidying himself up and going to the next door to finish dinner, this man remembered to look at his phone.As soon as he opened it, he saw Yu Siyuan sending him an overwhelming number of messages, of course, there were also sporadically mixed messages from Jiang Qiutong and Wen Lin.

Ji Yao: "..."

When he looked at the time, he was almost scared out of his wits—the plane he booked at noon that day was about to take off in three hours, and he had completely forgotten about it.

He looked at Zhang He gratefully: "Thanks for calling me out."

Zhang He didn't bother to talk to him: "Your eldest wife can't find you, and all the cell phones are calling me--it's so frustrating, am I your father or your guardian?"

After finishing speaking, he tapped Ji Yao's mobile phone: "Hurry up and call someone back. I heard that you are going to hang out with him? I will pack your things for you. I will leave after the call. Hurry up and be careful of mistakes." airplane."

Ji Yao smiled obsequiously, nodded and bowed to Zhang He: "You are my uncle, uncle, my nephew will bring you something to eat when he comes back."

After speaking, he made a face for Zhang He, and ran away like a rabbit.

Zhang He's charcoal-like face turned even darker, he was unable to catch up with Ji Yao and rubbed him on the ground, he could only watch him run away.After Ji Yao ran away without a trace, he let out a snort, shook his head and smiled.

"What a retard."

Ji Yao on the other end called Yu Siyuan back.Yu Siyuan was left out for a few days for no reason, but he didn't get angry, he just asked him why he went there before.

Ji Yao smiled like a sneaky cat, pinching the phone and having fun.Hearing that he was so happy, Yu Siyuan's grievances turned into tenderness. He softened his tone and asked softly, "What's wrong, so happy?"

"I've prepared a gift for you, and it's a waste of my boss's strength——Suprise, you must like it."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, and there was an indescribable, warm, lazy warmth in his heart.

This feeling is unprecedented, not very strong, but very ironic.He thought about it, and felt that he should have let go of his worries. After making a choice, he could finally not hide it. He was worried that his personal relationship would be exposed, so he felt very relieved.

Playing that way has that kind of excitement, but it also seems to be... not bad.

So he felt better.

Yu Siyuan's tone became even softer: "This time Qingming, do you want to bring it to me?"

Ji Yao shook his head cheerfully, thinking that Yu Siyuan couldn't see it, he said a capital NO righteously: "I'm not ready yet, I'll give it to you when I'm done—you deserve the most perfect gift. "

A strong current flowed down Yu Siyuan's ear and into his spine, this greasy sweet talk made his head dizzy and his body almost collapsed.

He pressed his fist to his lips, coughed dryly, and finally put away his smirk, but his eyes were still bent: "Then I'll wait."

Ji Yao was also infected by him, and couldn't help laughing twice.He sat on the desk, his long legs dangling in the air unconsciously, like a contented little fox wagging its tail.

"You can see me this afternoon!"

he said cheerfully.

Yu Siyuan's eyes were as gentle as water, he raised the corners of his lips, hummed in a low voice, his tone was tender and affectionate, and he repeated a thousand times: "Okay."

brain hole.Mr. Jiang seems to be worrying about his popularity, so give him a wave of votes.

Mr. Jiang was very talented. When the emperor was young, he was called to the palace to give lectures. He came and went for several springs and autumns.

The young boy who was immature at the beginning has become a romantic and affectionate young emperor.

The emperor also wanted to seduce Mr. Jiang to bed.Mr. Jiang has become a fox for thousands of years. He kept his face on his face and watched him wave.

The emperor tried his best, Mr. Jiang just pretended to be stupid, looked around and talked about him, the emperor was short of breath, and saw Mr. Jiang wearing a crimson official uniform, bright as a peach blossom, but his eyes were as cold as a cold pool, as if he could not eat fireworks.

He was so bold that he took off his outer shirt and got into Mr. Jiang's arms.

Even if Mr. Jiang remained calm, he was still a little confused, and the emperor leaned forward with a smile, and licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue: "If you don't want to, you can push me down."

With the emperor's nephrite jade in his arms, Master Jiang held the other's waist, tightening his grip.

The emperor smiled but said: "It's a beautiful spring, Qing Mo has let you down."

Mr. Jiang picked him up and threw him on the couch, his eyes were misty, and he smiled and feasted in front of him.

"—The minister accepts the order."