give me a hug

He thought it would be annoying, so he turned over and looked at it.

But he saw that the man was happily spreading the back of his hands, looking happily at the little strawberry at the tiger's mouth.

I was probably afraid that it would disappear after I washed it in the shower, so I happily took several pictures with my mobile phone.

The eyes met because the other party looked up inadvertently.

Liang Suinian raised the corner of his mouth and shook the phone at him, then bowed his head to type.

The phone next to the pillow vibrated, Xie Jiaran opened WeChat, and it was Liang Suinian who sent him a message:

Su Past Years: [Did I draw it while I was sleeping? 】

Xie Jiaran struggled for a while between saying and apologizing, and finally only replied with a [hmm].

Su Niannian: 【Why didn't you remind me? 】

Xie Jiaran bit her lower lip, thinking that she should apologize.

Full of guilt and was about to reply, the other party then sent two more messages:

Su Niannian: [I almost went in to take a shower just now, if I wash it off before I see it, then I will be indebted. 】

In the past years: [The painting is very beautiful, teach me next time? (*￣︶￣*)】

The guilt was quickly packed up and thrown aside.

Xie Jiaran looked at the emoji at the end of the sentence, and couldn't help but bend the corner of her mouth, with a very shallow arc:

X. : [Okay, I will teach you next time. 】

The "youth" thing is definitely a headache.

As Sun Han said, the range is too wide, there are too many things that can be drawn, and there are too many forms of expression that can be chosen, but it makes people uncertain to pay attention.

For this reason, Xie Jiaran will stay alone in the studio until very late for a while, and there are no less than [-] manuscripts, but for some reason, she always feels that something is missing.

If he fails to express the most brilliant things, the "youth" in his works lacks the most attractive and splendid flavor.

Lin Shan looked at it and felt worried for him: "Why don't we talk about it for a while, let the brain rest, and draw when the inspiration comes."

As he thought of something, his nose wrinkled in displeasure: "Did you know that Sun Han has been secretly chewing your tongue behind your back recently?"

Xie Jiaran kept painting, and asked casually, "What?"

Lin Shan: "He said that you are exhausted, you can't even draw this simple theme, and you will definitely be defeated by him in this competition. Hey, I was wondering, he is the second child of ten thousand years, and he is confident in this body of honey. Where did it come from?"

Xie Jiaran didn't raise his head: "Don't worry about him."

Lin Shan: "I know, I just can't be more angry than his mouth is so broken."

Xie Jiaran dipped a little paint, and expertly adjusted the color he wanted: "It is said in the competition field that it is useless to say anything if the work is not painted."

"Well, that makes sense."

Lin Shan nodded: "Okay, then what he wants to say, I will treat him as a fart. He slapped before the game started, and I will wait to see him get slapped in the face."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students packed up their things and left one after another.

Lin Shan's dinner invitation to Xie Jiaran was once again rejected, and he had no choice but to pack his bag: "Okay, then I'll go first, don't stay too late, remember to order takeaway, don't draw on your stomach hungry like the previous few days late at night."

"it is good."

Xie Jiaran responded casually, but he didn't hear what Lin Shan said.

Pointing to the tip of the pen with his fingertips, he was seriously thinking about whether the main color should be oily green or bright orange.

After dinner, Liang Su Nian strolled to Seventh Teaching for two electives, and after class, he wandered back alone, and met Xiao Chi downstairs in the dormitory, who was wearing an old man's vest and jumped down to get takeaway.

"Hey, Uncle Xiao." He waved his hand to greet him: "Good evening. You came downstairs for a walk?"

When the other party saw him, his eyes lit up.

——Then he was forced by Xiao Chi to take him back to the dormitory to see his cat son.

The cat's son's first name is Xiao Guoqing, and his nickname is greedy. He is a very beautiful blue and white British short-faced cat. He is well-behaved, cute, soft and clingy.

Of course, the "person" here specifically refers to his own father Xiao Chi, and Liang Sunian who was just appointed to be his godfather 3 minutes ago.

"How is it? Isn't my son super cute?" Xiao Chi had been looking forward to being a father for so long, and Xuan'er was addicted to it, so he couldn't help but laugh.

"Cute is cute."

Liang Suinian hugged Xiao Qianqian in distress, and for the first time, he pulled this little clingy hairy head away from his chin: "What's the matter with this habit of gnawing on people's chins? You are a father!" Why don't you educate me?"

"Why do children need to be educated about acting like a baby?" Xiao Chi said, "It only bites you if it likes you, or if it doesn't like you, it doesn't even give you a hug."

Chen Wenyao has been jealous for a long time, and his words are full of sourness: "Why is it okay for Lao Liang to hug him, but I can't hug him, Xiao Chi, did you secretly teach your son to treat him differently?"

"I have so much free time?" Xiao Chi grinned: "Little cats like to be clean, so if they are not hugged by you, they probably despise their sloppiness. Besides, it's not just you who can't hug them, isn't there another cat over there?"

He raised his chin in Liu Maomao's direction, quite a bit of a villain's success.

The latter looked at him, then at Liang Suinian, touched his chin as if thinking: "It seems that my estimation was wrong..."

The innocent Xiao Xiaochi was easily aroused by curiosity: "Why did you make a mistake in your estimation?"

Liu Maomao sighed: "I originally thought that kittens were only friendly to people under 1.8 meters, but it turned out not to be."

Xiao Chi: "..."

One flew over: "You! Mom! I'm going to kill you tonight!!!"

Liu Maomao flashed nimbly: "Hey, I can't catch it~"

The two of them started flirting again.

Chen Wenyao didn't even bother to talk to them, he only had kittens in his eyes.

"Old Liang, I heard that kittens like to have their noses touched and their paws pinched."

He can't pinch it himself, so he can only retreat and watch others pinch his eyes: "Why don't you try?"

"so?"

Liang Suinian tentatively tapped its nose, and seeing that it squinted its eyes comfortably, he turned his hand to hold up a paw and gently pinched the pad twice. The kitten immediately let out two delicate meowing sounds from its throat, watery. A pair of cat eyes were wide open, staring at Liang Suinian intently.

Chen Wenyao made an exaggerated gesture of flattering his heart to show that he was hit by a critical attack, and Liang Suinian couldn't help hissing.

This...is really a bit too cute.

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that I heard something today and forgot to tell you."

Over there Xiao Chi "killed" Liu Maomao, and then ran in and knelt down next to them: "It's just that a pervert has entered our school recently. He always likes to block people and harass beautiful students at night. It seems that several students in the foreign language school blocked."

Chen Wenyao was surprised: "It's true, why haven't I heard of it?"

Xiao Chi: "Suppressing the rumors, the forums do not allow posting, probably because they are afraid that the news will have a bad impact on the school."

Chen Wenyao suddenly said: "No wonder the counselors have been telling us to go back to the dormitory early in the evening and stop wandering outside."

Xiao Chi: "That's right. The school has been catching that pervert. Security guards have been added to patrol the school at night. I don't know if he's caught or not."

abnormal?

Love blocking people at night?

Like to harass beautiful classmates who are alone?

Liang Sunian listened thoughtfully with his greedy eyes, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and Shen Mo took out his mobile phone to send a message to Li Tang.

Xiao Chi and Chen Wenyao also wanted to discuss in depth the origin of this hooligan and where he might be hiding during the day, when a figure flickered out of the corner of his eye, Liang Suinian put down the cat and stood up.

Xiao Chi rubbed his gluttonous little head, raised his head and asked him, "Brother Liang, are you going back? Don't sit still, let's walk around?"

"Not going back." He glanced at the time: "I'm going out for a while."

Chen Wenyao: "It's almost 09:30, if you go out at this point, aren't you afraid of encountering perverts?"

"I'm afraid of something perverted."

Liang Suinian laughed: "But it's really dangerous outside, I have to pick up a pretty kid and go home."

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