After the rain

, why don't you suspect that the two of them have an affair?

Number two gritted his teeth: Those two guys have girlfriends!

Friendly reminder No. [-]: The male god also has a girl he likes, who is still in our class.

Number two was extremely desperate: He didn't say it was a girl!

Number one: ...that's right.

Number two:  …

Qi Jiajia was irritable in her heart, viciously grinding the squid shreds between her teeth.

Liu Xinrong bent her elbow and lightly crooked her, teasingly said: "You can see straight, you like him so much?"

The messy thoughts were suddenly interrupted, Qi Jiajia shook twice, twisted a piece of squid shreds to suppress her shock, and replied calmly: "I like it."

Liu Xinrong didn't answer, she peeled off a edamame pod, dipped the bean in mustard and soy sauce with a toothpick, and fed it into her mouth to chew slowly.

After eating edamame, she asked softly, "Do you know BL?"

The topic jumped up so suddenly, Qi Jiajia turned her head suddenly, with an expression of surprise or joy on her face, "What did you say?"

Liu Xinrong smiled, "We have the opportunity to discuss together."

Qi Jiajia's face slowly turned red, "I...I am just getting started!"

33. Rose

There will be a game tomorrow morning, Song Qikun is afraid that the hangover will affect his performance, according to his own acceptance, he will not drink any more after drinking three glasses, in case someone refills the cup, and puts the cup upside down on the table.

Never expecting him to be so drunk, Duan Zheng was shocked: "Brother Song, you..."

Xie Junwen was still calm, but the raised eyebrows also showed a bit of surprise.

Tang Chen stroked the rim of the cup, approached him and teased in a low voice, "Both girls can drink better than you."

He raised his chin slightly, pointing to Liu Xinrong and Qi Jiajia who were eating snacks on the left sofa and quenching their thirst with drinks from time to time.

There were already three empty wine bottles in front of them.

Song Qikun glanced sideways, "...Drink yours."

"Eat more." Tang Chen couldn't help laughing. He picked up a plate of crispy meat and put it in his hand. He also took a microphone and turned to teach his two new friends to roll the dice.

Song Qikun took a deep breath, exhaled slowly to dispel the depression in his heart, put the microphone and crispy meat plate aside, and looked back at Shen Yan who was standing in front of the karaoke stage.

Duan Zheng wanted to sing and learn how to roll dice, and if he couldn't move his body, he asked Brother Shen to click, his eyes were fixed on Tang Chen's movements, and the microphone was pressed to his mouth, "Brother Shen, I want a song "I Really Love You" "!"

The temperature in the private room was set high, Shen Yan took off his sweater, the white sweater inside was also loose, maybe he still felt hot, he rolled the left sleeve up to the elbow, but the right was still tightly covered.

The dynamic light made people's eyes hurt, Song Qikun closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, Shen Yan was within two steps.

"Are you okay?" Shen Yan looked at his eyes as if they had been soaked in water once, "How much did you drink?"

"Fortunately, not much." Song Qikun replied slowly, smiling with his face up, a little orchid light fell on the end of his left eye, and the color flickered between dark and light, as if capturing his tenderness.

He reached out and tugged at Shen Yan's sleeve.

Shen Yan took advantage of the situation and sat beside him.

Song Qikun always wanted to hug him, like a fish inseparable from water, he shortened the distance and leaned over to hug his shoulders, his fingertips burrowed into his sleeves, and touched the scar on his wrist bone.

Shen Yan turned his head to look at him, didn't say anything, and listened carefully to Tang Chen's explanation of the game content to be played next.

The main purpose of punching, shaking dice to guess points, flop ratio, and drinking order wheel is to empty the wine bottle.

Song Qikun had seen Shen Yan's hidden capacity for drinking. After several rounds of drinking, his face didn't turn red. When he blew on the bottle, he could kill two-thirds of it at a time. His expression remained unchanged, as if drinking plain water.

The four of them came and went, more and more empty wine bottles, and they drank them all before they knew it.

They didn't plan to play too late, and they ended at 10:30.

During the sports meeting, the dormitory checks were particularly strict, and the long-sealed late roll call mode was started. Duan Zheng and Xie Junwen were going back to school, and Qi Jiajia lived in Anning Community, so he could go along with them for a while.

Song Qikun was a little worried that they would be arrested. After all, the grove was a high-risk area. There were not only people flying over the eaves and walls, but also pairs of mandarin ducks on a tryst. Now that cases are frequent, the number of patrolling security guards and teachers on duty is bound to increase. , It seems that a lot of warriors have been caught tonight.

If you miss the night roll call before going to bed, you will [-]% be registered, and you will be held accountable to the class teacher. You will definitely not be able to escape preaching and punishment. On the other hand, if you are lucky, you may not be arrested.

"Be careful." Shen Yan said.

"Don't worry, Brother Shen." Duan Zheng took a taxi, and after getting in, he rolled down the window and waved at them, "Let's go, see you tomorrow!"

Neon lights up the dark night, the streets are brightly lit, pedestrians and vehicles shuttle back and forth, the bustle and bustle is like a bright stage, some people are preparing for the curtain call, and some people are on stage one after another.

The bicycle detoured out of the commercial street, leaving the hustle and bustle behind, and the road ahead gradually became quieter.

The sports meeting of the No. [-] Middle School was held at the same time as the No. [-] Middle School. Tang Chen performed exceptionally well this time, winning three individual championships and rankings in the group events. Together, he could get a generous bonus.

He said: "When the money is in hand, treat you to dinner."

Song Qikun raised his hand and said, "I also have a meal here."

"Dare to love Shen Yan, the two of us are only responsible for eating, right?" Liu Xinrong laughed.

Tang Chen said: "You two are still responsible for deciding what to eat."

It was the first time for Shen Yan to drink so much alcohol, and his consciousness was very clear, but under the influence of alcohol, his blood became very restless and his heart beat faster than usual.

The ears that had just escaped from the noisy environment were in a strange stagnant state, as if something had sealed the eardrum, and the surrounding sound was filtered and weakened several times, like listening to the counter staff talking through thick safety glass in a bank. Somewhat uncomfortable.

The cold wind poured into his neck to plunder the body temperature, he pulled up the sweater hat and put it on, and said naturally: "Song Qikun help me decide."

Song Qikun: "Huh??"

"OK?"

This coquettish tone was extremely rare, Song Qikun's ears felt tingly, his heart beat twice uncontrollably, and he couldn't say a word of rejection, "Okay, okay."

Tang Chen: "..."

Liu Xinrong: "..."

With the bitter taste of beer in his mouth, Shen Yan reached into Song Qikun's pocket and found a piece of chocolate as he wished.

"Little Greedy Cat." Song Qikun nicknamed him again, "There is also one on the left, give it to Liu Xinrong."

"Well."

jingle - jingle -

Unwilling to be ignored, Tang Chen rang the car bell twice with his thumb and said, "Where's mine?"

Liu Xinrong took control of the handlebar with one hand, tore open the package with her teeth, turned her face to the side and bent her eyes with a sly smile, "Without you."

Shen Yan had chocolate in his mouth, and his voice was vague, "Without you."

"Work together to bully people, right?" Tang Chen gritted his teeth, trying to draw Song Qikun to the same front to defend against the enemy, "Kun'er, look at the two of them!"

The other party refused his solicitation, and made up the knife with a smile: "Without you."

Tang Chen: "..."

Good, broken.

We were about to part at the intersection ahead, and the electric car passing by left behind an electronic prompt that faded from strength to strength—"It's Beijing time, 23 o'clock."

Just catching up with the green light, the wheels rolled over the zebra crossing, drawing a smooth arc, driving the body to change direction and merge into the lateral traffic flow.

Tang Chen raised his hand, pressed down his four fingers, and said loudly: "Let's go, I'll settle the score with you next time we meet!"

Liu Xinrong and Song Qikun smiled at each other and replied, "Goodbye!"

This place is very close to home, and within a few minutes they arrived in the community. Song Qikun helped Shen Yan carry the gift into the house, put it on the porch cabinet, and said, "Wait a minute, I still have something for you."

Shen Yan leaned against the door frame and slowly changed his shoes, glanced at his hurried back, and guessed aimlessly what it might be.

"Meow--"

When Milk Tea woke up, she ran out screaming in a milky voice, but when she came close, she braked suddenly, her soft body stretched into a bow, and she took two steps back cautiously.

It has a keen sense of smell and smells the remaining alcohol, which seems to be particularly disgusting.

Shen Yan said, "Come here."

"Meow~"

As an unprincipled cat, Milk Tea only hesitated for a second, then jumped up, threw a hydrangea into the shit shovel officer's arms, and rubbed her cheeks affectionately.

It has lost some weight during this period, and it is not as comfortable as before. Shen Yan scratched its chin and neck, and pinched its ears, in exchange for soft whimpers.

She loves acting like a baby and being cute, but that hasn't changed in the slightest.

After a while, Song Qikun poked his head out from the half-open door of Room 601, and asked across the corridor, "Xiaobao, close your eyes."

again.

Mysterious.

Shen Yan couldn't help laughing, and closed her eyes obediently.

With limited vision, his hearing was enhanced. He heard Song Qikun walking in front of him in three steps, heard the soft closing of the door, and heard a strong heartbeat that was gradually getting out of control.

Can't tell whose it is.

Maybe it's milk tea, he thought.

The rich aroma penetrated into his nostrils, his mind moved slightly, and then he heard Song Qikun say: "Okay, open it."

A large piece of gorgeous crimson comes into view, and the slender petals are coiled into a complex romance, shining delicately under the bright light.

Shen Yan froze on the spot, his breathing was stagnant, and he forgot to blink.

Several bright roses bloom in the atrium.

Song Qikun had a gentle smile in his eyes, "Happy birthday, Xiaobao."

He rolled the tip of his tongue, with an unnatural expression between his brows, and added softly: "Baby."

He has said this title many times in private.

It's too intimate, it's inevitable to feel ashamed, but even more joyful, the heart is beating wildly, and it seems to burst out of the chest.

Shen Yan was speechless, a strong sourness surged up the tip of his nose, menacingly, involving the eye sockets, forcing out a circle of clear redness.

The scent of flowers is tangy, and the continuous flow of milk tea is unsightly