Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

"Why are you here again?" Jia Li bought two large mangoes that he didn't know about, and he was swinging them leisurely.

Accidentally saw Bai Sang again, and then lost his mind...

As a result, the bag couldn't help but the mango flew away.

Flying towards Baisang.

In order to prevent Bai Sang from calling the police, Jia Li called the person by his name properly for the first time, "Student Bai Sang, I'm really sorry, I didn't notice that you are still standing here shamelessly like a hooligan."

Bai Sang covered her face, rubbed it lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that nothing was wrong.

Hearing those words, he wanted to curse, but realized that the voice was Tang Yu's roommate, so he decided to let it go.

Of course, Jia Li also knew that his words were a little impolite, so he picked up his mango and ran towards the door of his dormitory.

Damn...

Did Tang Yu come back and actually locked the door for him?Before Bai Sang's fist came, Jia Li quickly took the key to open the door.

For Jia Li who came in suddenly and stuck behind the door panting.Tang Yu looked at him and said casually, "What's the matter, you just came back from the robbery?"

Realizing that there was nothing unusual about the door behind him, Jia Li stepped over and looked back at Tang Yu while carefully inspecting his mangoes.

"It's impossible to rob, but with my face, it's easy to be robbed by others."

Approaching, put the mango that didn't drop on Tang Yu's table, just wanted to tease if he was his father who treated his good son so well.

This is inadvertent, but it is actually a deliberate look.

"Something's wrong." Like Bai Sang, Jia Li sensed very important information.

Tang Yu stopped arranging the brush, "What?"

"I met Bai Sang just now, I feel something is wrong, why does he keep pestering you. Now..."

His tone was meaningful: "The clothes on your body are not right."

Jia Li made a questioning voice: "You didn't wear this to go out in the morning, did you?"

Tang Yu nodded: "Well, no."

"This attitude is quite decisive and normal. There is no such thing as shyness or embarrassment. It is a bit difficult for me to say what follows."

Tang Yu hooked the corners of his mouth and cooperated: "Then what do you want me to say?"

Jia Li leaned closer, within the distance of his friends, but it was quite close, and sniffed: "The smell of your shower gel is not right, shouldn't it smell like milk, why is it lemon?"

Tang Yu frowned: "Are you perverted?"

"I didn't observe you all the time, I just used your shower gel occasionally..."

Oops, I accidentally slipped my mouth.

"No wonder it ran out so quickly." Tang Yu muttered, then raised her voice and asked, "What kind of smell do you hate?"

Jia Li also replied casually: "Perfume smell."

Tang Yu decided to buy this kind of shower gel next time.

Jia Li went back to peel the mango and eat it.

A little puzzled, a little question: Hey, what was he curious about just now.

Suddenly forgot.

I really can't remember.

Jia Li shook his head: Damn, I don't want to.

And Tang Yu picked up the mango in front of him, unconsciously thinking of Jian Zang who had been with him all morning, and suddenly asked, "What kind of person do you think Jian Zang is?"

When it comes to his god, Jia Li's eloquent mouth is full of eloquence.

"Mr. Jian, that is the spring breeze of the brush, the informality of the ink, the mastery of the painting, the finishing touch, and the swaying of the paper..."

"Can you come up with another word?"

Jia Li paused, "These four words make me more educated."

"not at all."

"Huh?" Jia Li opened his eyes wide and took a bite of the mango.

Who is Jian Zang?

Anyway, it can't be what Jia Li said, you can only look at it from a distance, you can't blaspheme, what else is Mo Shangren like jade, the son is unparalleled, the flower of Gaoling...

Jian Zang, beside him, was so noisy.