Why is this male classmate sticking to me?

Lu Chanchan clasped her hands nervously while sitting on the sofa.

He pushed the teacup towards Song Wan, "Auntie, drink some tea."

Song Wan smiled and declined, then pushed the cup in front of Lu Chanchan, "I'm not thirsty, you drink."

Lu Chanchan waved her hands again and again, "I'm not thirsty either, you drink."

Song Wan smiled and said, "Okay, then we won't drink."

Lu Chanchan nodded, "Okay."

After the awkward chat, there was another silence.

When Lu Chanchan was just making tea, he secretly sent a message to Jiang Yulin, and the other party replied immediately, but he dare not look at his phone now, and he doesn't know when Jiang Yulin will arrive.

Song Wan saw that the little boy in front of her had a bad complexion, and thought he was too nervous, so she tried her best to say in a gentle voice, "Little baby, relax, you called your mother just now, why are you so nervous now?"

Lu Chanchan wanted to say that it wasn't all because he was nervous, it was just...too uncomfortable.

Ever since he sent a message to Jiang Yulin, he and Song Wan have been sitting like this with big eyes and small eyes. He sat upright with his whole body tensed, and soon his waist began to hurt, and gradually he felt uncomfortable down below.

I just came back from the outside sweating and turned on the air conditioner directly. The T-shirt inside was wet, and the coat was sticky and wrapped, making Lu Chanchan feel chills.

If Jiang Yulin was here, he would have asked him to dry off his sweat and change his clothes, or take a shower, but now that Song Wan was sitting in front of him, it was impossible for him to do so.

Song Wan touched his hand and said in surprise, "Why is it so cold, is the temperature of the air conditioner too low? Shall I raise it for you?"

As she spoke, she was about to get up to find the remote control panel, but Lu Chanchan hurriedly stopped her, "No need, Auntie, I'm fine, my hands are always at this temperature."

"Are you really okay?" Song Wan asked.

"Really!" Lu Chanchan nodded desperately.

Only then did Song Wan give up on getting up and sat back in her original place.

Seeing that she was sitting up again, Lu Chanchan quietly pulled up his coat. The hickey mark left by Jiang Yulin on his neck has not disappeared. It would be terrible if the elders saw this thing.

"Chan Chan," Song Wan said again, "Don't be afraid, Auntie is not here to break up you, and I won't give you 5000 million to make you leave my son."

She grabbed her fingers, and she still had a girlish vibe, "I'm just... I really want to see you!"

"Huh?" Lu Chanchan was confused.

"Xie Huan," Song Wan said, afraid that Lu Chanchan wouldn't know, so she explained a little bit, "It's my niece, Jiang Yulin's cousin, who secretly glanced at you once, and when you came back, everyone would go crazy, saying that she was very, very beautiful. Very very cute!"

"I'm so excited, I really want to see it too," Song Wan covered her heart, "But Jiang Yulin is too good at hiding, he didn't take the initiative to tell me, so I couldn't help but ran over to have a look you."

Lu Chanchan knew that Xie Huan was the beautiful girl who had been knocked out by him before, holding Jiang Yulin's arm and making bad ideas.

"But the main reason is that I'm too busy with work. Although I really want to see you, I haven't made time until now." She leaned closer and took Lu Chanchan's hand, "Don't worry, baby, my mother will definitely agree to this marriage."

"No, no, no..." Lu Chanchan shook her head again and again, wanting to say that the two of them haven't discussed marriage yet.

"Don't be shy," Song Wan said with an expression that I understand, "Mom is just afraid that this brat will treat you badly. His face is naturally so smelly. Sometimes if he treats you coldly, you have to believe that he will treat you badly." Not intentional."

"No, no," Lu Chan said seriously, "He treats me very well, he is very gentle."

"Don't cover it up for him." Song Wan looked at Lu Chanchan's expression more lovingly.

"If you have any grievances, you must come and tell your mother. I will definitely... Although I may not have time to beat him for you, we can save up and finish it in one go when I come back."

Lu Chanchan really couldn't imagine what it would be like for Jiang Yulin to be beaten, so he stammered, "I...you..."

He met Song Wan's eyes and found that the heart in her eyes was about to burst out, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Wan covered her heart again, with a hesitant expression, "It seems a bit presumptuous of you to say it, but I... can I pinch your face?"

"Huh?" Lu Chanchan felt that Jiang Yulin's way of his mother was too wicked.

"Is it okay?" Song Wan folded her hands carefully.

Lu Chanchan smiled dryly, "Yes, of course."

Song Wan immediately leaned over, poked Lu Chanchan's face with her finger, and then gave an excited "Yeah", then pinched his cheek lightly, before returning to her seat with unfulfilled desire.

Jiang Yulin came back at this time.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, both Lu Chanchan and Song Wan stood up reflexively. Song Wan went to the door, but Lu Chanchan did not move.

The moment he got up, his waist twitched like lightning, the pain made him unable to move, he could only support the back of the chair with one hand and pinch his waist with the other, and froze in place in an extremely twisted posture.

After Jiang Yulin entered the door, he greeted Song Wanlue and went straight to the living room. Seeing Lu Chanchan standing at the dining table in a performance art-like posture, he was stunned for a moment.

"You..." Seeing Jiang Yulin standing beside him, Lu Chanchan couldn't help but get angry, "Come here and help me."

His voice was small and weak, and he was crying. Jiang Yulin's heart tightened, and he immediately stepped forward to hug Lu Chanchan, "What's wrong?"

"Don't move!" Lu Chanchan lay on Jiang Yulin's shoulder, "I have cramps in my waist."

"Okay, okay, I won't move," Jiang Yulin hugged him, put his other hand on his waist and gently rubbed his stiff back, "Hey, relax, I'll rub it for you, it won't hurt when you rub it gone."

Lu Chanchan was covered in cold sweat, lying in Jiang Yulin's arms and shivering, it took a long time to gradually relax.

Jiang Yulin directly carried him to sit on the sofa, found a cushion for him to cushion his waist, felt that he was cold all over, frowned and turned up the temperature, then returned to the sofa and held him in his arms to coax him.

Seeing Lu Chanchan's pale face, Jiang Yulin felt a bit depressed. How could such a good-looking person be so troubled in such a short time?

Lu Chanchan calmed down a little now, and looked at Jiang Yulin. He was so close that he could see the clear palm print on one side of Jiang Yulin's face at a glance.

He propped himself up and tried to sit up straight, "What's wrong with your face..."

"It's okay." Jiang Yulin held him in his arms, "Don't worry."

Lu Chanchan wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered that Song Wan was still at home, so she couldn't ask about Jiang Yulin's palm print anymore.

He pushed Jiang Yulin uncomfortably.

Jiang Yulin immediately raised his face and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"No!" Lu Chanchan panicked in embarrassment, and quietly tugged on Jiang Yulin's sleeve, "Stay away from me, Auntie is still here."

"I'm not here anymore!" Song Wan who had been following by the side suddenly said.

Both of them looked at her at the same time, hesitated to speak, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Song Wan reacted for a while, and found that her words seemed to be somewhat ambiguous, so she quickly explained, "I mean, I have something to go first."

She winked at Jiang Yulin, "Son, send your mother off."

Jiang Yulin was noncommittal, but he was still worried about Lu Chanchan.

Knowing that Song Wan had something to say to Jiang Yulin, Lu Chanchan quickly pushed him, "Go, I'm fine."

Jiang Yulin paused, touched Lu Chanchan's face, and said, "Don't move around, I'll be right back."

·

After Jiang Yulin and Song Wan went out, he was still in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han. He only wanted to land on Lu Chanchan, so he said to Song Wan, "If you want to come, you should tell me first."

Song Wan smiled and joked, "You protect him so much?"

Jiang Yulin still frowned, "He's not in good health, you shouldn't scare him."

Song Wan became more serious when she heard this, and asked, "Why is your health not good?"

Jiang Yulin shook his head, "It's not a serious problem, it's just a poor physique. I've been sick a while ago, and I haven't recovered much."

Song Wan thought of Lu Chanchan's face, it seemed that she was really not in a good mood, so she made a long story short.

"I have already said some things to Chuan just now, and I will not object to you being together."

"I've never raised you, so I naturally know that I don't have the ability to intervene in the major events of your life. Who do you like and when do you want to get married? Just let me know when you've considered it."

"Just one thing, I'm your mother after all, so you must reserve a seat for me at the wedding banquet."

Jiang Yulin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "You have to come to the wedding if you have time."

"What are you talking about, kid?" Song Wan twisted Jiang Yulin's arm, "My son's wedding! No matter how busy I am, I still have to come. Even if I put my wings in Siberia, I still have to fly back."

Jiang Yulin was amused by her, and he turned to look at her with rare warmth in his eyes, "Thank you."

"What's there to be thankful for?" Song Wan waved her hand, "To be honest, I was worried before. I was still thinking about what I would do if you gave me a grandson in the future. I don't have time to bring it. Now it's over. , directly solve the worries of the future.”

Jiang Yulin's smile froze on his face, and his throat tightened. His mother...is indeed a strange person, no wonder Jiang Changnian couldn't hold her back.

Song Wan looked at the palm prints on Jiang Yulin's face again, and knew that that old man Jiang Changnian must have lost his temper.

She pointed to his face, "Jiang Changnian beat him?"

Jiang Yulin nodded.

Song Wan sneered, "I knew this stubborn old man wouldn't be able to accept you being with Chan Chan."

"But it doesn't matter," she slapped Jiang Yulin on the shoulder, "I'll go and tell him, I can't take him down anymore, the old man."

Jiang Yulin wanted to say that there is no need to trouble, whether Jiang Changnian agrees or not is not very important to him, but since Song Wan said it, there is no need for him to refute.

He thought for a while and asked, "How did you tell him?"

Song Wan brushed her hair, "I have my own way."

She waved her hand to stop Jiang Yulin, "You can't worry about these small things. The most important thing you need to do is to take good care of my daughter-in-law. She is too thin."

"Yes," Song Wan's words reached Jiang Yulin's heart, "I've been working hard."

The business was almost over, and Song Wan's driver hadn't arrived yet, so she thought again and poked Jiang Yulin's arm, "Hey son, Mom asks you, do you particularly like to touch Chan Chan's face?"

Jiang Yu and Lin Xin were shocked, and pretended to be calm, "I won't do that."

"Come on, you," Song Wan rolled her eyes, "You were born to me, and your aesthetic orientation is exactly the same as mine. The first time I saw Chan Chan, I wanted to rua him. Can you resist touching him when you are in love?"

Song Wan's eyes were full of heart, "And I just pinched him, he is really good and good!"

Jiang Yulin's eyes froze, "Did you touch him?"

"What's wrong with touching it?" Song Wan was dissatisfied.

"Don't touch it in the future." Jiang Yulin explicitly forbade it.

"Are you being too stingy?" Song Wan was shocked.

Jiang Yulin watched her silent, Song Wan wanted to beat her son to death.

Just at this time, her driver arrived, and Song Wan didn't want to share any more with her love-minded idiot, so she stepped on the small high heels to get in the car.

"Mom!" Jiang Yulin suddenly remembered something and called Song Wan to stop.

"What's wrong?" Song Wan turned her head.

"I have something else I want to ask you."

Seeing his serious expression, Song Wan hurriedly said, "Say it."

Jiang Yulin frowned, "Did Lu Chanchan just come out to buy potato chips?"

Song Wan: "...?"

·

When Jiang Yulin entered again, Lu Chanchan was lying on the sofa unable to move.

He walked over and gently hugged Lu Chanchan into his arms, pinched his face, remembering Song Wan's words, couldn't help but squeeze again.

He kissed Lu Chanchan's forehead, "How about it, is it still uncomfortable?"

Looking at Jiang Yulin's eyes, Lu Chanchan didn't know what Song Wan said to him, but smiled and said reluctantly, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."

Seeing Lu Chanchan's pale face, Jiang Yulin insisted on holding on, his expression turned cold.

He pinched Lu Chanchan's chin, his voice sounded like a warning, "Is it really not uncomfortable?"

Lu Chanchan smiled ugly, "It's not uncomfortable."

"Alright then," Jiang Yulin said coldly, "Since it's not uncomfortable, let's talk about you sneaking out to buy potato chips."

Lu Chanchan froze all over.

Damn, he forgot about it.

He swallowed, and immediately leaned on Jiang Yulin's shoulder to act like a spoiled child, "I'm in so much pain..."

Jiang Yulin continued to attack him, "Didn't you say you didn't feel uncomfortable just now?"

"It's not uncomfortable," Lu Chanchan felt wronged, "but it hurts, and pain is much more uncomfortable than uncomfortable!"

Jiang Yulin didn't care about his fallacies and heresies, and wanted to say something harsher to him, but seeing that Lu Chanchan's face was so pale and he was sweating all the time, he couldn't be fiercer at all.

He skillfully put his hand somewhere on Lu Chanchan's back waist, and said as indifferently as possible: "Does it hurt here?"

After receiving Lu Chanchan's soft hum, he resignedly rubbed him.

The author has something to say: that is, I will finish the main text tomorrow, and there will be a few small episodes in the follow-up. If you have anything you want to see, you can comment and talk about it (if not, I will write it myself...

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