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At eight o'clock in the morning on weekends, Zhao Lingyi had already woken up, but Beiqing was still sleeping.

The dark curtains in the room were not drawn, a small light was turned on on Zhao Lingyi's desk, and the rustling sound of the pen touching the paper continued.At this time, he was brushing up the math test papers. Yan Beiqing would be surprised if he stood beside him, because Zhao Lingyi didn't even use scratch paper.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Ling stopped writing and tidied up the scattered things on the table. He got up and went to the kitchen to heat up breakfast, and then went upstairs to dig up Yan Beiqing who was still under the covers.

"Ah Qing got up, it's already nine o'clock."

Yan Beiqing pushed away Zhao Lingyi's hand and got under the quilt again, covering his head as well.It's so warm in the quilt, why did he get up.Don't let people sleep in on weekends, it's too much.

"I made breakfast." Zhao Lingyi's voice sounded through the quilt.

Yan Beiqing closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.He thinks that he can skip breakfast on weekends and get up and eat lunch when he is full of sleep.

"It's raw fried. I added shrimps in it. It will be very elastic when you bite into it, and the juice will flow." Zhao Ling's voice sounded again.

Yan Beiqing opened his eyes but closed them after thinking about it. Sleep is important, so it's okay to eat raw fried rice for lunch.

"Don't be noisy." Yan Beiqing spit out these three words in an impatient tone, and planned to date Duke Zhou.

"Okay, I only steamed six. If Ah Qing doesn't want to eat, I'll drop them all." The sound of pattering footsteps faded away, and the door was also closed with a click.

As soon as Zhao Ling went to the kitchen, he heard hurried footsteps as soon as he put the fried rice on the plate.As soon as Zhao Ling curled the corner of his mouth, he knew it.

When the fried rice came out, Yan Beiqing was already sitting at the dining table.

Yan Beiqing reached out to grab the chopsticks but was blocked by Zhao Lingyi. He looked at Zhao Lingyi with cold eyes and heard Zhao Lingyi say, "Have you washed your face and brushed your teeth?"

"..." He didn't.Yan Beiqing went to brush his teeth and wash his face, and when he went downstairs again, he was much more awake.Then he rushed to the dining table, the aroma of raw frying was too tempting.

At this time, Yan Beiqing was wearing Zhao Lingyi's clothes and sitting at the dining table of Zhao Lingyi's family, eating the fried rice made by Zhao Lingyi himself, while Zhao Lingyi himself was sitting beside him with his chin in his hands, smiling and watching.

"You don't want to eat?" Yan Beiqing was puzzled.

"I've eaten it." Zhao Ling replied, pushing the milk in front of Yan Beiqing.

Yan Beiqing frowned. He didn't like milk.But Zhao Ling's bright eyes seemed to be looking forward to him drinking, so he should force himself to drink a little.Yan Beiqing didn't want to drink after drinking half a glass, and Zhao Lingyi drank the rest.

Yan Beiqing was a little embarrassed, but Zhao Ling said that it would be a waste to drink it up, so let Zhao Ling drink it up.

After a very late breakfast, Yan Beiqing sat on the sofa and watched videos while Zhao Lingyi went to wash the dishes.It wasn't that Yan Beiqing didn't help, but Zhao Lingyi didn't let Yan Beiqing into the kitchen because there weren't many bowls at home.

Yan Beiqing touched his stomach and suddenly felt a little worried. He felt that he was going to be fattened up by Zhao Lingyi.

"We can go now." As soon as Zhao Ling packed up the tableware and came out of the kitchen, Yan Beiqing also stood up upon hearing the sound.They have to walk to the subway station, then take the subway to the station and then walk 1000 meters to the store.

The two of them went out, with different auras but equally eye-catching.When the two of them were taking the subway, many people were watching them secretly, and a few girls got together and talked excitedly.

Yan Beiqing lowered his head to play with his phone without noticing it, but Zhao Lingyi's arm kept protecting Yan Beiqing from being squeezed.The place Zhao Lingyi mentioned was a grilled fish shop on paper. They arrived earlier and there were not many people in the shop.

Yan Beiqing had breakfast late and was not hungry now, but it was quite novel to see the clerk put the paper-wrapped fish on the baking pan.

When the fish was baked and the paper was opened, the soup flowed out, Yan Beiqing swallowed, and suddenly felt hungry.Zhao Ling stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in the soup, and put it in Yan Beiqing's bowl

"Try how it tastes. If it tastes good, I can learn how to make it for you."

Yan Beiqing picked up the grilled fish and chewed it in his mouth, "It's okay."

Zhao Ling put a piece into his mouth as soon as he heard it. He frowned and said, "The pickling is not tasty enough, and the chili is not enough."

"!!!!"right!Yes!Yan Beiqing agreed in his heart, but on the surface he looked impatient. "You're so picky."

"How can you cook delicious food without picking your mouth?" Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows and said while serving Yan Beiqing some food.

Yan Beiqing didn't eat much during this meal. He felt that Zhao Ling had his tongue in his mouth, and he thought that the grilled fish was no longer delicious.

When the two walked out of the grilled fish shop, they were already covered in the smell of grilled fish, and they went in the direction of sex.Yan Beiqing went to the counter to buy two cups of Coke, and then walked around with Zhao Lingyi. He took a stroll after eating, and then he could play those exciting games.

As soon as Zhao Ling held the Coke, his eyes were always looking at the cup in Yan Beiqing's hand. "Ah Qing, my Coke tastes so weird, try it to see if it's broken."

As soon as Zhao Ling raised the cup to Yan Beiqing's face, Yan Beiqing frowned and took a sip.

"Strange?" He didn't taste it.

"Isn't it strange? Then I'll try yours." Zhao Lingyi leaned over and took a sip of the Coke in Yan Beiqing's hand, and then said in surprise, "Well, it tastes like this too, so it should be fine."

"..." Yan Beiqing looked at Zhao Lingyi, who was walking to the front, a little speechless, took two sips of Coke and followed.

……

Yan Beiqing and Zhou Ling once had a happy weekend. On Monday Yan Beiqing carried a schoolbag full of small gifts and Zhao Ling took the subway to school.During this period, Zhao Lingyi didn't ask why he brought these things to school, but his eyes always shifted to Yan Beiqing's schoolbag.

Yan Beiqing was heartless as always, and did not notice that Zhao Lingyi was not in a good mood.Because Zhao Ling didn't come to school on Friday, many students in the class expressed concern, and some people showed Zhao Ling their class notes.

Yan Beiqing sat in his seat and looked at Zhao Lingyi's smiling face, thinking that the relationship between Zhao Lingyi and his classmates seemed to be quite good.

Morning reading on Monday is busy for many students, because everyone has to use this time to make up homework.Zhao Lingyi was also writing vigorously, while Yan Beiqing dozed off with his head propped up.

As soon as Zhao Ling made egg dumplings this morning, he accidentally ate too much and now he is a little sleepy. The wah wah wah wah wah wah lah endorsed by the students around him became the best lullaby.

Yan Beiqing slept through his morning reading, and was called up by Zhao Ling to eat some fruit.Putting a fresh tomato into his mouth, Yan Beiqing felt a little satisfied.I thought he would be very uncomfortable at the same table as the male protagonist, but in fact, he is extremely comfortable.

Zhao Lingyi is very quiet and rarely makes any loud noises.Because of his arrival, the restless friends around him also settled down a lot.He likes this deskmate very much.

The end of the second class is the big break, and the students need to go downstairs to gather and then run around the teaching building twice in the "one two one" of the big speakers, and then it is time for free activities.

Yan Beiqing followed the troop downstairs and returned to the classroom after running, then took his bulging schoolbag to the door of the second class of Banhua.

"Help me call Wang Ke." Yan Beiqing grabbed a classmate who was about to enter the door, narrowed his eyes and said.Not to mention that his appearance was quite bluffing, that classmate immediately nodded and rushed in, while Wang Ke came out after a while.

Yan Beiqing stared at Wang Ke's face for a while, but still couldn't help pointing. "Did you put on too much blush, it's as red as a monkey's butt."

"!!!!!!" Wang Ke was originally a little shy, but when he heard this sentence, he was so angry that his brain was steaming.Is this what people would say?

"For you." Yan Beiqing handed over the schoolbag directly. The things inside are more convenient to pack in a book.

"Who cares about your things!" Wang Ke pushed the schoolbag away and stared at Yan Beiqing, "Are you here to laugh at me?"

Yan Beiqing didn't understand what Wang Ke was talking about, so he forced the schoolbag into Wang Ke's hand. "I know you don't care about it. It's my fault to disturb your study all this time. Let me say sorry to you. Don't worry, I will reform myself from now on and I won't pester you anymore."

Wang Ke was stunned and his eyes slowly turned red. Yan Beiqing was dumbfounded. He even said that he would not bother me. Why is Banhua still crying? Shouldn't she be clapping her hands happily?

But at this time Yan Beiqing actually heard Zhao Lingyi's voice, "Yan Beiqing, I seem to have sprained my ankle."

Zhao Lingyi was standing beside them, leaning on the wall, Zhao Lingyi's face seemed not very good.

Yan Beiqing's face turned pale, and the hero and heroine meet after the end, can Wang Ke be saved?Yan Beiqing looked at Wang Ke's expression first, Wang Ke lowered his head and looked like he was being bullied.Looking at Zhao Lingyi again, Zhao Lingyi had a painful look on his face.

It seems that there is no spark, if you don't withdraw at this time, when will you wait!

Yan Beiqing hurried forward to support Zhao Lingyi, "Which foot is crooked?"

"Right." Zhao Ling pulled up his trouser legs as he spoke, his ankle looked really swollen.

Yan Beiqing quickly put Zhao Lingyi's arm on his shoulders, and he asked, "Can I go? If not, I will carry you on my back. Let's go to the infirmary first."

"Can go."

"Well, let me walk slowly, and tell me if it hurts."

"it is good."

The two left just like that, Wang Ke gritted his molars after regaining consciousness, td Yan Beiqing was kidnapped again?