Wealthy sweet pet daily

The bed was clean, except for a mat and quilt.

The suitcase was missing.

Living utensils, disappeared.

This... what's the situation?

"Liu Jing, you're back?" Xu Mingqiu walked over with a smile, and stuffed something into his hand, "This is a gift from your boyfriend, keep it safe."

Looking down, it turned out to be a key.

What do you mean?

Liu Jing first sent a text message to Lian Jian: "Is it convenient to call?"

Lian Jian then called: "Did you receive the gift?"

"Uh, I received a key..." Liu Jing wondered, "What does this mean?"

"The key to my house, welcome home anytime."

go home.Liu Jing's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Home... What a distant word for him who lost his relatives since he was a child, but Lian gradually put this word into his ears, and then sent home into his hands.

He also had a key in his bag, but it was a spare key, and this one was new.

Lian Jian considered him a family member?

"Thank... thank you." Liu Jing's voice was a little choked up, and he took a deep breath to swallow the emotion into his throat.

Lian Jian explained: "I have asked someone to help you carry your luggage to my house. In order to allow you to take a lunch break in the dormitory when you have classes in the afternoon, I specially left a mat and quilt."

As soon as the emotion was over, Lian Jian's handsome and domineering actions suppressed his emotions, Liu Jing looked at the empty bed and the cold keys, and couldn't help imagining a scene of thunder rolling in his head: "You, I'll take care of it!" "Master, the slave family is yours now."

"..." Liu Jing felt that a hundred thousand alpacas were galloping past, "Actually, you don't have to be so... well, well-intentioned. I can move it myself."

"Can't wait to see you..."

"!"

"Finish the move early, you can go home early..."

"!!"

"Cook me, do my laundry."

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

"No..." Fortunately, he was still full of anticipation and thought about himself gradually, but in the end, he wanted to squeeze his labor dry. Liu Jing curled his lips and said unhappy, "Then I will go there after class in the afternoon, then you first Get busy."

"Liu Jing..."

Lian Jian's voice sank, and there was a touch of affection in the soft call, Liu Jing's heart beat a beat longer, and he gave a low "um", waiting expectantly for Lian Jian's words.

"From now on, I will be your family member, remember."

Liu Jing suddenly blushed: "Remember, stop."

"Well," Lian Jian's voice softened a bit, "then listen to me, overturn and rewrite all the speeches you sent me."

"..."

"I have sent you an email for the problematic parts. Rewrite it according to my opinion and hand it in tonight."

"……it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Jing stared at the phone and shuddered, as if he had jumped into a fire pit.

The concept of this family is really lovers, aren't they parents...

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Lian gradually printed out a photo of his speech, and then annotated it with a red pen. He read it very carefully, and took care of every small problem very strictly. The opinions he gave were very pertinent, pointing out his shortcomings.Looking at the bold font, Liu Jing was full of joy, and when he was excited, he didn't even sleep, so he used Xu Mingqiu's hand to rewrite a speech and sent it to Lian Jian.When I finished writing, it was almost time for class.

Packing up his things and rushing to class, Xu Mingqiu tugged at him on the way and secretly bit his ear: "I saw Zhang Min yesterday, and I registered another account and wanted to post. But when the post was about to be sent, the computer was poisoned. I laughed so hard, what a retribution." .”

Liu Jing was taken aback, and couldn't help but want to give Lian Jian a thumbs up, it's really a great job.

After school in the afternoon, Liu Jing was going to take pictures and set a scene. He sent a text message to Lian Jian, and he had to carry the camera on his back to find the material.Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the entrance of the complex, he saw Lian Jian leaning against a tree, waiting for him wearing sunglasses.Probably to avoid attracting attention, Lian gradually took off the suit jacket and tie, loosened the collar of the shirt, rolled up the sleeves, and looked like a fashionable young man.

"I got off work so early today."

Lian gradually nodded, took Liu Jing's bag: "Well, the matter is over."

"Where's your car?" Liu Jing asked strangely when he didn't see the car.

"Stop over there." Lian Jian pointed, "I will eat at school tonight, you take pictures, and I will revise your speech."

Liu Jing's heart skipped a beat: "Are you leaving get off work early to accompany me?"

Lian gradually rubbed his hair, took his hand, and walked towards the school lake: "Work is not as important as you, I want to spend more time with you."

Liu Jing's face was covered with blush, and he said happily: "Thank you."

There is a lake named Bucheon in Bucheon University, and the name of the university comes from it.The lake is clear, surrounded by green trees, and the elegant environment makes it a gathering place for many lovers, as well as a place for many art students to paint and practice singing.

Going down the path from the green bushes, taking advantage of the deep road and no one was watching, Lian Jian kissed Liu Jing on the cheek, and dragged the red-faced Liu Jing to the lakeside as if nothing had happened.

"What kind of photos do you want to take?" Lian Jian asked.

After Liu Jing told him, he dragged Liu Jing to the small gazebo in the middle of the lake, and raised his chin to signal: "You can shoot here, there are a lot of materials."

"Okay." Liu Jing let go of his hand, turned on the camera and got ready.

Even when I caught a glimpse of the camera from the corner of my eye, the camera was already a bit old, with many scratch marks on it, and most of the paint was peeled off.

"Is this the public camera of your club?"

"Eh?" Liu Jing took a photo casually, "Yes, it's old."

"Aren't you going to buy a new one yourself?"

Liu Jing lowered his head and adjusted the focus: "Money was tight at that time. Although you gave me my salary now, I want to save it. Anyway, this camera can still be used... oops." As soon as he finished speaking, the camera froze, causing The photo came out blurry.

Liu Jing smiled dryly at Lian Jian, and continued to fiddle with the camera.

Lian Jian didn't say anything, and sent a text message to a friend, asking him to find a practical camera, and then took out the printed speech, annotating and revising it carefully.

Liu Jing focused on taking pictures, and the place Lian Jian brought him was really good. There were teachers and students on the pavilion, and there were many art students on the left and right sides. As long as he noticed carefully, there were materials everywhere.

"Liu Jing, here..." Lian Jian called to stop Liu Jing who was about to run up to the gazebo, grabbed him with his big hand, and trapped him in his arms, breathing so close to his neck. "I pointed out the problem in your place before, why didn't you change it?"

Lian Jian almost hugged him behind his back, his arms passed between his neck and wrapped around his chest, Liu Jing's heart was pounding: "Here I want to show the magnificence of the sea, so I used this sentence..."

Liu Jing expressed his opinion very carefully, even after listening gradually, the frown softened the lines: "Your idea is good, you can keep it, but it's not appropriate to use it here, you should express it like this..."

The deep voice lingered in his ears, like a melody that lingered for three days without end. Liu Jing was immersed in the continuous sound, only to feel that the birds and people around him flew far, far away in an instant. Only Lianjian's voice remained, he stroked Lianjian's arm, leaned back with confidence, and leaned into Lianjian's arms, listening to Lianjian's explanation and discussing with him at the same time.

Later, in Lian Jian's arms, he discussed the entire speech.

Lian gradually picked up his face, and kissed him deeply, affectionately, and he let go only when Liu Jing's face was flushed.

"I...I'm going to take a picture!" Liu Jing jumped out of Lian Jian's arms, and was about to run to the gazebo with his camera in his hand. Who knew, looking through the neglected green trees, the teachers and students on the gazebo had already left, "Uh , I’ll still take pictures here.”

Lian gradually rubbed his hair, dragged him to another place, pointed to a pair of teachers and students sitting on a stone bench not far away, and said, "Let's shoot."

Liu Jing was delighted. Just as he was about to talk to the teacher and the student, he realized that the student was actually Hua Xiangjie from the Department of Management.

The bad impression Xiang Jie gave him last time was still in his heart. Liu Jing was a little embarrassed, but Xiang Jie didn't seem to recognize him, which made him heave a sigh of relief.He boldly asked them to take a photo, and the two agreed immediately. After the photo was taken, Liu Jing made a gesture to leave, but the teacher yelled, "Lian Jian?"

This teacher is Lian Jian's instructor, and he is very familiar with Lian Jian. Even if Lian Jian is wearing sunglasses, he can recognize him immediately.Lian Jian knew that this teacher likes to bring students here to give lectures because the environment here is quiet and can reduce the tension of the students, so he brought Liu Jing here to take pictures.

Since Lian Jian brought Liu Jing here, he didn't intend to hide his identity. He took off his sunglasses, walked up to the teacher and said, "Mr. Song, long time no see, how are you?"

Teacher Song is nearly fifty years old, with a kind face and a gentle personality. She nodded cheerfully and said with a smile: "Okay, everything is fine. How are you? How have you been in the past few years after graduation?"

"Everything is the same as before." Lian Jian nodded, walked to Liu Jing, and introduced, "This is Liu Jing, a freshman in the Faculty of Arts, and he is preparing for a speech contest, so I brought him here to find some inspiration. "

Liu Jing was taken aback, why did Lian Jian mention the speech contest?

Lian Jian then gave the answer: "Liu Jing, this is Mr. Song from the School of Management, and also my mentor. She was the one who led me on the road of speaking."

"Hello, Teacher Song." Liu Jing realized that Lian Jian was trying to help him get along, so he immediately corrected his expression and bowed to Teacher Song.

"Hello." Teacher Song said with a smile. Although his expression was gentle, there was still a sense of alienation in his eyes. It was obvious that he still didn't want to get close to Liu Jingpan. "Are you planning to participate in the city's college student speech contest?"

"Yes." Liu Jing nodded.

Teacher Song pointed sideways at Xiang Jie: "It just so happens that this is Xiang Jie, my student, and she is also participating. You should meet each other in the preliminary round in the middle of next month. Let's communicate with each other."

Teacher Song obviously wanted to have a private conversation with Lian Jian. Liu Jing looked at Lian Jian, nodded, and said to Xiang Jie with a smile, "Hello, senior."

"Hello." Probably in front of the teacher, Xiang Jie restrained a lot and nodded to Liu Jingjing with a smile.

Liu Jing said, "Why don't we discuss it in the gazebo."

Xiang Jie: "Okay."

As soon as she sat down in the gazebo, Xiang Jie asked suspiciously, "Did I meet you somewhere?"

Liu Jing's heart suddenly tightened.