I'm old, so cute

When Xing Bailu woke up, he had a splitting headache.

"Little Deer, are you awake?"

Xing Bailu looked sideways and saw Xing Yuanlin sitting by the bed, looking at him worriedly, "How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?" He asked, reaching out to touch Xing Bailu's forehead.

Xing Bailu avoided it almost instinctively.

Xing Yuanlin's hands were hanging empty, a little embarrassed, but he was not angry. He couldn't hide his worry in his words: "How can you drink alcohol? You are not in good health, what if something happens to you? Your friends are also really, Don't stop it!"

Xing Bailu's mind was still a little unclear, and he didn't want to talk to Xing Yuanlin, so he called "Aunt Qiu" twice towards the door.

Xing Yuanlin sighed, got up and went out to call Aunt Qiu in.

Aunt Qiu came in with food, and when she saw Xing Bailu, she asked him how he felt and if he felt uncomfortable.

Xing Bailu shook his head: "How did I come back last night?"

He has no memory at all, he just remembers celebrating everyone's progress together at Yan Qiao's house last night.

Aunt Qiu was a little excited: "When your classmate brought you back last night, I was shocked! Master, how can you drink when you are not in good health? Mister lost his temper last night."

Xing Bailu was stunned: "Who are you angry at? Yan Qiao?"

Aunt Qiu hesitated: "Master Qingyou also came together, just together..."

Damn!

Xing Bailu sat up abruptly, hissing his head.

"Oh, why are you going?" Aunt Qiu hurriedly stopped him, "Come on, come on, eat something to fill your stomach. Drinking so much, doesn't it feel good?"

Xing Bailu was forced to stuff a bowl of millet porridge in his hand. When he lowered his head to pick up the spoon, he realized that he was wearing... Yan Qiao's clothes!

and many more!

Why is he wearing Yan Qiao's clothes?

Xing Bailu stared blankly for a moment, then vaguely remembered something from last night.

He was drunk and said he was going to the bathroom to wash his face so he was sober, and then Yan Qiao took him back to the room.He felt too hot and was clamoring to take off his clothes.

Later, did you take it off?

Hiss—

Some can't remember clearly, but he still remembers the overwhelming smell of Yan Qiao on the quilt and pillow.

Did he sleep on Yan Qiao's bed?

So Yan Qiao sent him back?

"But my clothes..."

Aunt Qiu hurriedly said, "Oh, you said you stained your clothes during dinner, and your classmate helped you change them."

Xing Bailu was slightly stunned, he didn't dirty his clothes during dinner, did he?

"Don't be dazed, eat quickly, it will be cold in a while." Aunt Qiu reminded me.

Xing Bailu took a spoonful and put it into his mouth in a daze, his mind was still thinking about what happened last night. When did he get his dirty clothes in Yan Qiao's room?

But he was already lying on Yan Qiao's bed, how could he get his clothes dirty...

Wait!

He seemed to be dreaming that he accompanied Lu Mingjia to negotiate a contract in his previous life, was drugged, and almost fell asleep. Later, he felt in a daze that someone was pinching his waist, and he was pulling that hand towards himself...

What the hell!

FUCK FUCK!

Xing Bailu was so excited that he choked.

Aunt Qiu was also frightened by him, she hurriedly took the bowl in his hand and put it down, patted him on the back and handed him a tissue: "Why are you so careless? Slow down."

"Cough cough cough-"

Xing Bailu's brain was buzzing from choking, he, he actually asked Yan Qiao to help him...

crazy!What did he think!

Xing Bailu suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but he tripped over something before he took a few steps, and he threw himself forward and fell directly to the ground.

Xing Bailu looked back, and it was the trouser legs that tripped him.

Confirmed, not his pants.

Even the pants are Yan Qiao's...

"Master!" Aunt Qiu cried out in alarm and wanted to help him.

"Do not touch me."

"Master?"

"Let me be quiet."

Xing Bailu had been sitting on the toilet for more than ten minutes.

This thing is really embarrassing.

Why did Yan Qiao agree?

He should have given him a hammer to wake him up.

"Ah!" Xing Bailu covered his face, terrified.

What should we do now?

Will it be awkward for two people to meet in the future?

"Master?" Aunt Qiu was still at the door, and said cautiously, "You are very good when you are drunk, it's nothing, even if you do something, you are still drunk and unconscious, you don't have to feel embarrassed."

Aunt Qiu's words awakened the dreamer.

Yes, he was drunk last night!

Xing Bailu immediately raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, what's the big deal, I'm not embarrassed but someone else!

So he packed up immediately, went out and went straight to Yan Qiao's house.

Last night, Xing Yuanlin blamed Yan Qiao for being drunk, so he went to apologize first.

As for the others, just pretend that you don't know, let's see how Yan Qiao reacts.

Tong Qian originally wanted to go shopping with Ren Shanshan yesterday, but Ren Shanshan said that the bayberries from a friend's house were ripe, so the two went to the mountain to pick bayberries.

Although they brought back a lot, the bayberry was still very sour. Tong Qian took part of the wine and planned to make the rest into dried bayberry.

She had just moved the bayberry to the yard to dry when she saw Xing Bailu rushing in.

Tong Qian couldn't help laughing at the young man with slightly curly hair, clothes that covered the back of his hands, and slacks with rolled trouser legs.

"Auntie, where's Yan Qiao?" Xing Bailu asked as he ran into the yard.

Tong Qian said: "Oh, class is in the study."

Xing Bailu was stunned for a moment: "It's class, then I won't disturb his study, I'll come back later." Seeing Tong Qian staring at his clothes and smiling, he said with embarrassment, "Oh, wait, wait for this clothes to be washed Give it back to Yan Qiao."

Tong Qian smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that it's a bit fun for Auntie to see you wearing our Qiaoqiao's clothes. You don't need to wash them, just change them and bring them over later."

Xing Bailu hurriedly said: "What can I do, I didn't take my clothes away last night, why don't I take them back now."

"It's all washed." Tong Qian pointed to the balcony upstairs, "Qiao Qiao did it for me. I don't know why I'm crazy. I didn't want me to touch it. He has never washed his clothes so diligently before."

Xing Bailu looked up to the balcony, his clothes and trousers were all hanging out to dry, the window of the balcony was open, and his underwear was still spinning incessantly due to the wind.

Xing Bailu remembered what happened last night and wished he could dig a hole and get in!

Why did Yan Qiao wash his clothes?

Calm down, calm down, Xing Bailu, don't be embarrassed, you were just drunk last night!

"Xiaolu, what's the matter?" Tong Qian looked at him with a strange expression, "Is there something urgent to find Qiaoqiao?"

"Ah? No, no...not in a hurry." Xing Bailu organized his words nervously, "Just... my father misunderstood Yan Qiao yesterday, thinking that he made me drink. I want to apologize to Yan Qiao. You asked Don't worry about him, don't be angry."

Tong Qian said: "Why do you apologize? It's because he's not good. I've already told him. How can I bring you guys to drink? No, it made you vomit and your clothes are dirty."

Xing Bailu: "..." Help, don't mention the matter of dirty clothes last night!

Therefore, Xing Bailu pretended to be indifferent, said goodbye to Tong Qian and went home.

By the way, he also sent a message to Zhang Qingyou, talking about Xing Yuanlin's attitude last night.After all, he and Zhang Qingyou have known each other for a long time, so there are some things that don't need to be taken too seriously, but Yan Qiao is different, he can't send a message casually.

Zhang Qingyou called back directly, and the voice seemed to have just woken up: "Oh, it's okay, your dad is also worried about you, I understand."

Xing Bailu couldn't help asking: "Where's Yan Qiao? After being told by my dad, how did he react at that time?"

Zhang Qingyou thought for a while: "His face is very red."

Xing Bailu: "..."

Zhang Qingyou continued: "I don't know why it's so popular."

"..." Xing Bailu didn't know how to respond.

"Little deer?"

"what?"

Zhang Qingyou hissed: "Why are you so surprised?"

Xing Bailu stabilized his mood: "Do you have anything to say at once?"

"Oh, I just want to say, I saw last night that your father cared about you very much." Zhang Qingyou was afraid that Xing Bailu would not believe her, so she said more seriously, "When Yan Qiao carried you home, your father happened to come down from upstairs, and he I was so anxious that I almost didn’t fall. Later I saw that he even dropped his slippers on the half-stairs, and said in a hurry that he would take you to the hospital or something. Although he blamed me and Yan Qiao, I was not angry at all, just thinking about him I still love you, which is really great."

Xing Bailu was silent.

Seeing Xing Yuanlin sitting in front of his bed in the morning, did he keep watch?

Xing Bailu didn't doubt Xing Yuanlin's love for him, but he couldn't forgive him for what he did.

From the other end of the phone came Li Wan's voice urging Zhang Qingyou to get up, Zhang Qingyou groaned and hung up the phone.

Xing Bailu went back to his room and finished washing, changed his clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast in earnest.

Xing Yuanlin has already gone out.

Not long after, Zhang Qingyou came with her schoolbag and said that she couldn't stand Li Wan's nagging at home, so she came to Xing Bailu to work on the questions together.Xing Bailu didn't go to the study either, Aunt Qiu cleared the dining table for them.

In the afternoon, Yan Qiao sent a message to Xing Bailu: "I didn't worry about it, and I wasn't angry either."

It is estimated that Tong Qian conveyed his words.

Xing Bailu stared at the message for a while, and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to bring up what happened last night. Should he tell Yan Qiao?Or just pretend not to remember?However, is this not so good?Or, admit it openly, no boy has ever done this, besides, isn't it because he was drunk?

Zhang Qingyou who was opposite suddenly raised her head and asked, "By the way, what were you and Yan Qiao doing in his room last night?"

As a result, Xing Bailu's hand trembled, and he directly sent out the deleted and deleted words.

Yan Qiao had just finished a paper, and Niu Junjie was grading it. He took a break halfway, and just after taking a sip of water, he saw a message from Xing Bailu: "I remember everything about last night."

"puff--"

Yan Qiao sprayed water all over the table, and all the papers and books suffered.

Niu Junjie hurried over to wipe it: "What's the matter?"

Yan Qiao wiped his face indiscriminately, coughing and involuntarily glanced at the message Xiao Lu sent him.

It no longer says "typing..." over there, so what does that mean?

Tell him, he remembers, is he angry?

Finished calf.

Yan Qiao's back felt a little chilly, even a man couldn't control the situation last night, okay?Not to mention that he was facing his wife!

And Hu Linlin was there last night, so it's impossible for him to give up to Hu Linlin, right?

Yes, he admitted that he had done something other than help the deer.

Just... He kissed everything that should be kissed and should not be kissed, and he almost didn't do it.

However, Xiaolu took the initiative!

Shit, Fawn was drunk, but he wasn't.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiao was a little wilted.

What should we do now?

How did he reply to this message?

Niu Junjie tidied it up and looked at Yan Qiao: "Why are you sweating? It's not very hot today, is it?" As he said, he went to turn on the air conditioner and came back to continue grading papers.

Xing Bailu stared at the half message sent out for a long time, annoyed, then ran to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

Zhang Qingyou turned around and lay on the back of the chair, looking at Xing Bailu who had just left the bathroom: "What are you doing?"

Xing Bailu walked over quickly and put his arms around Zhang Qingyou's neck and hugged him: "Holding you like this, how do you feel?"

"Huh?" Zhang Qingyou was stunned for a moment, "Your neck... is a bit cold?"

Xing Bailu: "..." wanted to scold someone.

He moved his freshly washed hands to Zhang Qingyou's back: "How about this?"

"Uh... you hug me so tightly, I... feel a little tight?"

Xing Bailu simply said: "Can you do it! Be serious!"

Zhang Qingyou was a little confused: "But I don't know what you want to hear?" He hesitated, and then silently raised his hand and hugged Xing Bailu back, "Is that so?"

Xing Bailu cursed: "I hug you, will your heart beat faster?"

"No." Zhang Qingyou said, "If you push harder, my heart will stop."

Xing Bailu: "..." Help.

Zhang Qingyou tentatively asked again: "Then if I hold you, will your heart beat faster?"

"No." Xing Bailu replied simply, and added, "But Yan Qiao holds me, I will."

Zhang Qingyou hurriedly let go, and pushed Xing Bailu away: "Fuck, what are you talking about?"

Xing Bailu was not embarrassed, and smiled: "Didn't you hear everything I said?"

Zhang Qingyou looked at him with wide eyes for a while: "But Yan Qiao is a 0! You two have collided!"

Xing Bailu: "..." Fortunately, he really thought that Zhang Qingyou could say something constructive after holding back for a long time.

"Little Deer." Zhang Qingyou solemnly pulled Xing Bailu to sit down, and said seriously, "It's not because Yan Qiao likes Lu Mingjia, Lu Mingjia doesn't like him, and you hate Lu Mingjia, so you take your sympathy for Yan Qiao as liking, right? ?”

"Do not……"

"Oh, no! I got it!" Zhang Qingyou was very excited, "Is it because Yan Qiao saved you twice, and you have a wrong perception? I read in the news that it is easy for people to develop feelings for a lifesaver. , but that's not actually liking, it's a filter of gratitude. You have to think about it carefully, don't wrong yourself, two zeros will not be happy together!"

"Big grapefruit..."

"what?"

"You can shut up, you."

Zhang Qingyou was very wronged: "What's wrong with me? I'm telling the truth."

Xing Bailu muttered: "Yan Qiao is not zero."

"What?" Zhang Qingyou's eyeballs were about to drop, "It's Lu Mingjia?"

Xing Bailu: "...Forget it, let me shut up."

He went straight to his seat and sat down, picked up his pen and planned to finish the rest of the questions, but couldn't help but glance at his phone, the message that was sent by mistake was a bit eye-catching.

Damn it, why doesn't WeChat have a withdrawal function now!

Yan Qiao didn't reply, didn't you see it?

He looked outside subconsciously, he couldn't see Yan Qiao's study here, and he didn't know what he was doing at the moment.

Or, try to give him a question that he can't do?

Xing Bailu immediately took a photo and sent it to Yan Qiao.

After a while, Yan Qiao sent him the solution to the problem.

Ok?

That is to see the information.

Did he deliberately not mention what happened last night, and wanted it to just pass by?

Does he not feel it?

Xing Bailu propped his forehead and thought for a while, he was so drunk last night that he couldn't remember Yan Qiao's expression last night at all, he just knew that he was very happy and comfortable.

Fuck!What was he thinking about?

Xing Bailu shook his head hurriedly, forcing himself to withdraw his thoughts, now is the time to study, study hard, Amitabha.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

Zhang Qingyou raised her head: "What are you mumbling about?"

"Ah?" Xing Bailu said expressionlessly, "What are you doing reading the question?"

Zhang Qingyou knocked on the table: "Xiaolu, I don't know how to do this."

Xing Bailu glanced at it, frowned and said, "Why can't you even know this question? Come here, I'll teach you."

Zhang Qingyou "cut": "See if you can. Maybe Yan Qiao thought the same way when you asked Yan Qiao."

Xing Bailu glared at him: "Are you listening?"

"Listen, our little deer is the best, and I like you the most."

Xing Bailu pursed his lips: "We are not suitable, we bumped into each other."

Zhang Qingyou: "...grass."

After Xing Bailu finished speaking to Zhang Qingyou, he couldn't help asking him: "What happened to you and Fang Conglin after last night?"

Zhang Qingyou said: "It's nothing, what can I have with him? I will never date someone younger than me, otherwise I will go to another place when I go to college, and it will definitely not last long."

"The other place is true." Xing Bailu thought for a while, "But I have to remind you, Fang Conglin is not younger than you."

"It can't be him anyway."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Qingyou's mobile phone received a call.

It's an unfamiliar number.

Zhang Qingyou hesitated to pick it up: "Hello, how are you?"

Over there full of air: "Hello, Senior Zhang Qingyou!"

Zhang Qingyou shook her hands in fright, and immediately covered the microphone and said to Xing Bailu: "Fuck, Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there, Fang Conglin! How could he have my number? You didn't give it to me, did you?"

Xing Bailu widened his eyes slightly and was about to refute, Fang Conglin on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "You gave it to me yourself last night, you forgot?"

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Fang Conglin said: "You not only gave me your phone number, but also added me on WeChat, and told me which building your house is in Yutaki Bend."

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Xing Bailu clutched his stomach and couldn't help laughing. Zhang Qingyou was especially good at telling the truth after drinking. It really didn't change at all. He would answer obediently when asked him anything.

Zhang Qingyou immediately hung up the phone, he was a little horrified: "I can't? I think I was fine last night, and I sent you home with Yan Qiao! I can walk in a straight line, I, I'm not drunk at all !"

Xing Bailu shrugged: "Oh, maybe I gave it to me who was unconscious."

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Zhang Qingyou's phone vibrated, he opened it and saw a new message, it was a strange profile picture, but the name was marked - Fang Conglin.

Fang Conglin: "I'm here to confirm the time with my senior. I will go to your house on time at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Zhang Qingyou's hands trembled a little: "What are you doing at my house?"

Fang Conglin: "Have you forgotten?"

Zhang Qingyou: "I'm fucking amnesia, okay!!"

Fang Conglin: "It's okay, I'll tell you in person tomorrow"

Zhang Qingyou: "Damn!"

Xing Bailu suppressed a smile: "I tell you, Fang Conglin is a lunatic, but don't worry too much, Yan Qiao said that he has no heart in chasing people. If you refuse a few times, he will forget it if he feels bored."

Zhang Qingyou has nothing to love: "Why is it me that matters? There must be a reason for liking someone, right? For example, you like Yan Qiao because Yan Qiao saved you twice."

Xing Bailu said indifferently, "Can I refute you?"

Zhang Qingyou was not in the mood to do the questions, so she cussed and packed up her things and went home.

Xing Bailu finally calmed down and finished the rest of the questions before moving the things to the study.

When he went to the bathroom, seeing Yan Qiao's clothes he had changed, Xing Bailu thought about it, and took the clothes to the laundry sink on the balcony.

Thinking of Yan Qiao washing all his underwear...

Being able to wash his clothes and being willing to help him...then it's impossible for Yan Qiao not to feel it.

Xing Bailu glanced at the time, it was almost dinner time, Yan Qiao should be dismissed from get out of class now, he finished the laundry as fast as he could, hung it up, and hurried to Yan's house ahead.

Tong Qian is busy in the kitchen.

Xing Bailu greeted and asked, "Auntie, is Yan Qiao upstairs?"

Tong Qian said: "Oh, there is no soy sauce at home. I just sent him to the supermarket opposite to buy it. He should be back soon. Deer, sit down first."

Yan Qiao was a little absent-minded all afternoon, and couldn't help but think about Xing Bailu's message. After being silent for so long, Xiaolu was probably really angry.

All the outrageous things he did were probably known by Xiaolu.

Really fucking bad!

Wasn't he unconscious last night?How do you still remember?

When Yan Qiao entered the supermarket, he remembered that he forgot to ask Tong Qian what brand of soy sauce he bought and what kind of soy sauce he bought. When he called her, he probably didn't hear her when he was cooking, and no one answered.

Yan Qiao had no choice but to buy a bottle of everything, but when he came back, he had two big bags in both hands.

As soon as he entered the gate of the community, he was blocked by Xing Bailu.

"Yan Qiao."

"Little... little deer?"

Before Yan Qiao had time to think about why Xing Bailu was here, he saw the person in front of him walking towards him, raised his eyes and asked him directly: "Do you like me?"

Yan Qiao almost instinctively blurted out: "I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Damn it, Yan Qiao, what are you talking about, you bastard!

Xiaolu even asked him face to face, even if he came to Xingshi today to inquire about his crimes, why the hell don't you admit it?

"Oh..." Xing Bailu looked a little downcast, he turned around and murmured, "What a pity, I quite like you."

Yan Qiao: "!!"

Xiaolu, what did he just say?

he likes him? !

After Xing Bailu walked for a while, he heard Yan Qiao behind him hurriedly calling him to wait.

Oh why should I wait?

He didn't wait, he walked fast.

Yan Qiao brought two big bags of soy sauce, which were already heavy to death, and now he was chasing someone, he was so angry that he almost threw the soy sauce away, but a car drove up and honked loudly, and he just gave way , the figure of Xing Bailu could not be seen in front of him.

Grass.

It's really over now!

When Xing Bailu returned home, he locked the door first.

Aunt Qiu just brought out the stir-fried dishes, and hurriedly asked, "Why is the door locked at this time?"

Aunt Qiu was still worried that Xing Bailu would have conflicts with his father again, but she heard him say lightly: "It's nothing, if Yan Qiao knocks on the door later, don't open it."

Is this... a quarrel with a classmate?

Xing Bailu went straight into the kitchen: "Aunt Qiu, what are you doing delicious today?"

Aunt Qiu smiled and said, "It's all your favorite food. Oh, don't touch it. Did you wash your hands?"

Xing Bailu smiled: "The bacteria are all my own, no one will dislike anyone."

"What nonsense!" Aunt Qiu dragged him to the sink, and turned on the faucet to watch him wash.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside.

Then Yan Qiao said: "Xiaolu, Xiaolu? Aunt Qiu, is Aunt Qiu there?"

Aunt Qiu and Xing Bailu looked at each other, but no one answered.

Yan Qiao's call came to Xing Bailu's mobile phone, but he didn't answer it.

Yan Qiao sent a message: "Xiaolu, come out and let's talk."

Xing Bailu did not return.

Tsk, is he anxious now?

Then why be duplicity.

Xing Bailu planned to let him hang out for one night before talking.

Tong Qian felt that her son was in a bad mood during dinner, so she didn't tell him when she asked him.

Tong Qian frowned and said, "You bought a shelf of soy sauce, and my mother just said a few words to you. Is your mental capacity so weak now?"

Yan Qiao was powerless to explain.

In the middle of Niu Junjie's lecture to Yan Qiao at night, Yan Qiao suddenly said, "Teacher, can I have a vacation tonight?"

In fact, according to Niu Junjie, they had just finished a round of the unified examination, and Yan Qiao made rapid progress, so there was no need to rush to make up for it, but it was Yan Qiao who said that he didn't want to relax for a moment.

Now hearing that Yan Qiao wanted to rest, Niu Junjie couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiao frowned and said, "I think I have a heart attack."

Niu Junjie: "..." He didn't look sick from his face, and he was full of energy from his voice.

"Love lost?"

"Oh, I might be getting a divorce."

Niu Junjie: "..."

Yan Qiao went back to his room and lay down by the window for a while, waiting until Xing Bailu opposite him came back from studying, the lights in the room came on, and he hurriedly opened the window.

But the curtain on the opposite side didn't even move, and he could only see the figure of the deer walking around in the room.

Not reconciled, Yan Qiao stood at the window and waited for a while.

Then he waited until Xing Bailu finished washing and turned off the lights.

"Hiss—ah!"

"Snapped--"

At night in early June, there were unexpectedly many mosquitoes. The window of Yan Qiao's room was opened, and he was bitten a lot on his arms and legs.

He didn't pay attention, and rushed to send a message to Xing Bailu.

As soon as Xing Bailu lay down, the phone screen lit up.

Yan Qiao: "Little Lu, I like you, I like you!"

"Oh." Xing Bailu pursed his lips.

Yan Qiao: "I was joking before!!"

"Oh."

Yan Qiao: "In fact, I have liked you for a long time."

"Oh."

Yan Qiao: "Don't be angry, I really like you"

"Oh."

Yan Qiao: "You send me a message."

"No return."

Xing Bailu directly locked the screen and threw the phone on the bedside table, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Half a minute later, Xing Bailu picked up the phone again, operated it, and went back to sleep.

Yan Qiao was tortured all night and didn't sleep. He opened his eyes from time to time to see if Xiao Lu replied to the message. Every time, he was disappointed and heartbroken.

Later, in a daze, he half-opened his eyes and saw a new message received on his phone.

Yan Qiao immediately sat up without any sleepiness, turned on the phone in a hurry and found that it was Fang Conglin: "Old Yan, I'm going to your house for dinner at noon today"

Yan Qiao: "Get out"

Fang Conglin replied in seconds: "What are you getting out of, I'm already at your house, Auntie didn't tell me to get out"

Yan Qiao: "..."

It's past nine o'clock in the morning.

He hurriedly got up and looked towards the opposite side. The curtains of Xiaolu's room were opened, and the window was still open for ventilation. He got up!

Yan Qiao immediately washed up and went downstairs.

Tong Qian was chatting and laughing with Fang Conglin in the restaurant, and greeted him when she saw him: "Qiao Qiao is up? Come over for breakfast."

Fang Conglin got up and pulled him over: "Look at you, what are you doing so desperately? Your body is the most important thing. You work so hard at night that you won't be able to get up in the morning, right?"

Yan Qiao didn't speak.

Tong Qian poured out soy milk for him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Niu said that you have worked hard these two days, so you can rest on the weekend, and you will not make up lessons today. He happened to have a friend who came to Tongcheng, and he also went out today."

"Yeah." Yan Qiao ate indiscriminately.

Fang Conglin was full of enthusiasm: "Auntie, your craftsmanship is really nothing to say. If my aunt was half as good as you, I would burn incense. You have such a good relationship. You can teach her."

Tong Qian smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, just eat more if you like."

Fang Conglin is still complaining: "You don't know, the breakfast at my aunt's house is either fried egg toast, bacon toast, peanut butter toast, strawberry jam toast, and occasionally changing the pattern, replacing whole wheat toast with milk Toast, I really wonder how my brother grows so tall."

Tong Qian said: "That's because you don't like it, your aunt's toast is delicious."

Fang Conglin said coquettishly, "Otherwise, I could live in your house."

Yan Qiao raised his head suddenly: "Don't come." He said, got up and left.

Fang Conglin chased him out: "Old Yan, what do you mean? You want to die brother?"

Yan Qiao ignored it and walked quickly. He saw that the door of Xing's house was open before, but when he went over, it was indeed still open.

He went straight in.

Aunt Qiu is cleaning.

"Aunt Qiu, where's Xiaolu?"

Aunt Qiu raised her head and said with a smile, "Go out and pick up the courier."

Fang Conglin frowned: "Doesn't the express delivery in your community deliver to your door?"

Aunt Qiu said: "Isn't this because a thief pretended to be a courier and stole several houses before? The owner complained and said that the courier was not allowed to come in. Now the door has been enlarged."

Yan Qiao ran straight to the gate.

"Hey, Old Yan!" Fang Conglin chased after him again, "If you have something to do with Xing Bailu, why don't you just call? Why the hell are you running! Slow down, I'm too full!"

Yan Qiao ignored him and just ran away.

Xing Bailu bought a lot of things this time, seven or eight boxes, large and small.

Zhang Qingyou said in disbelief: "My mother, how dare you ask me to pick up the courier together, are you actually enslaving me? I only have a pair of earphones! Once the package is unpacked, I put it on without using my hands!"

Xing Bailu smiled embarrassingly: "I stored a little, I didn't expect there to be so many, move quickly, I guess I have to go."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Qingyou saw Yan Qiao running towards him, and he hurriedly waved his hands: "Yan Qiao! Come here quickly! Just in time, come and help Xiao Lu get the courier!" He handed over the two boxes in his hand to Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao saw that Xing Bailu was struggling to move the three stacked boxes in front of him, and he expected them to be heavy, so he turned around and handed the things in his hand to Fang Conglin who caught up, and walked towards Xing Bailu himself: "I will help you carry it. "

Xing Bailu was not pretentious, and put the things down directly.

Seeing that he was going to leave, Yan Qiao hurriedly lifted up the things on the ground.

Um? ?

It's not heavy at all!

Yan Qiao took a look and saw that there were two boxes of tissues, but the smaller cardboard box above could not tell what was inside.

But why did he seem to be struggling just now when he saw the deer?

Hey, it must be that the deer is too weak.

"Wait for me." Yan Qiao chased after him.

Zhang Qingyou saw that Fang Conglin was a little terrified, and blurted out, "Didn't you say you would come this afternoon?"

"Go to your house in the afternoon, that's right." Fang Conglin raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Go to Lao Yan's house in the morning, senior, do you want to go together?"

Zhang Qingyou hurriedly picked up the things and ran away, fortunately the one in his hand was very light.

When Xing Bailu saw Zhang Qingyou passing by, he shared some more with him.

There were people around, so Yan Qiao hesitated to speak.

Xing Bailu wanted to laugh seeing him wanting to say something but not daring to say it.

After arriving at Xing's house, Zhang Qingyou slumped on the sofa, waiting to drink the juice squeezed by Aunt Qiu, and had no intention of leaving immediately.Fang Conglin sat next to Zhang Qingyou and had an awkward chat with him.

Yan Qiao whispered, "Xiaolu, shall we go upstairs and have a chat?"

Xing Bailu lowered his head and swiped Weibo without looking at him: "If you can't say it, send me a message."

"Oh, good!"

Yan Qiao hurriedly took out his mobile phone to edit the message and sent it to Xing Bailu: "What I told you last night is true, I like you"

Just sent successfully.

Then Xing Bailu's cell phone rang:

[I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. 】

Zhang Qingyou and Fang Conglin looked this way in surprise.

Zhang Qingyou said: "Little Lu, what was it just now?"

Xing Bailu smiled: "My WeChat custom notification tone."

Yan Qiao felt an arrow shot in his knee, wasn't that what he said when he rejected Xiaolu without thinking!

So when Xiao Lu confessed to him yesterday, did he record it? !

"Hahaha, where did you download it? It's so fun, I want to listen to it again."

Zhang Qingyou sent an emoji to Xing Bailu.

[I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. 】

Bursts.

[I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. 】

[I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. 】

[I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. 】

Yan Qiao felt that his heart attack was getting worse.

Fang Conglin suddenly said: "Wait a minute, don't you think this prompt sounds familiar? Don't you?"

"Really? Let me listen again." Zhang Qingyou made another emoji.

[I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. 】

"It sounds familiar."

Fang Conglin suddenly looked at Yan Qiao: "Old Yan, it seems to be your voice."

Yan Qiao blurted out: "I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Xing Bailu: "..."

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Fang Conglin: "..."

Yan Qiao: "..." Grass.

The living room was quiet for two seconds, and then everyone burst into laughter.

Xing Bailu held his breath and endured it, and finally let out a few laughs.

Zhang Qingyou supported her chin and asked, "Hahaha, what kind of game are you two playing?"

Xing Bailu pursed his lips: "I don't know, you can ask him."

Fang Conglin looked at Yan Qiao curiously: "Old Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Qiao really wanted to pass out to death.

You were so fucking mean yesterday!

What was he thinking?

"Why are you so happy?" Aunt Qiu squeezed out the juice and gave them each a glass.

Zhang Qingyou asked: "Aunt Qiu, do you have any ice? I want to add ice."

Fang Conglin said he would too.

Aunt Qiu said yes, but didn't let them add more: "It's only early summer, children, don't drink too cold things, it's not good for the stomach."

Yan Qiao hurriedly took the opportunity to step forward and whispered, "Xiaolu, I was really wrong, I really didn't mean to say that yesterday."

Xing Bailu sent him a message: "Say it here"

Yan Qiao couldn't help but said: "Change the notification sound, Zhang Qingyou's playing like this is not very good, I, I don't want them to listen to it anymore."

Xing Bailu bowed his head and operated a few times, and sent a message to Yan Qiao: "It has been changed to your exclusive notification tone, and the phone ringtone has also been set together."

A mouthful of blood choked Yan Qiao's throat.

At noon, everyone went home for dinner.

Xing Bailu's phone on the table vibrated: [I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense]

Aunt Qiu laughed and said, "Master, why is your ringtone so funny?"

Xing Bailu leaned over to pick up the phone, and said with a smile, "You are all laughing, Yan Qiao is about to cry."

Aunt Qiu asked, "Why is he crying?"

Xing Bailu narrowed his eyes: "I won't tell you."

Yan Qiao: "Little Lu, will you still like me?"

Xing Bailu manually texted him: "I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense"

Over there "typing" for a long time, and finally a little humble: "Then can I still go to school with you tomorrow?"

This time, Xing Bailu replied: "Yes."

In the next few days, Yan Qiao was careful with Xing Bailu, for fear that an accident would make him angry.He will reply when he talks to him, and he will also reply when he sends a message. Once he talks about something he likes, Xiaolu will take his words back to him.

Yan Qiao really has no choice but to find Fang Conglin