human game

In fact, the anger soon dissipated. Luan Ying lay on the bed, and heard the rustling sound of the bed opposite, knowing that Jing Ping had also gone to sleep. She wanted to lift the curtain to see him, but felt it was too obvious. Now she regrets buying this Curtains, not to mention spending money, are very troublesome.He thought about this over and over again, it's not that he never fell in love before, girls are mostly submissive, and occasionally lose their temper and act coquettishly, and they won't step on his feet hard.

These chats that seem to be in love but tasteless are more like a performance, telling others and themselves that he is liked by others.During the process, he was also obedient, buying whatever he wanted, and doing what he was told. At that time, people often said that although Luan Ying seemed to have a temper, he was actually a soft bone, and he didn't care at all.

In fact, he has never liked anyone, he doesn't know what it feels like to be moved, and he is not sure if he likes Jing Ping. This is not considered love. He opened the phone address book. Almighty and generous, he was able to match Luan Ying's bad temper in the previous club, and more importantly, he had a boyfriend.

Luan Ying thought to and fro, whether to ask him for his experience, learning martial arts is like this, constantly learning from each other and making progress together, he thought about it and couldn't confuse it, he was entangled, the phone hit his face, and he curled up covering his face in pain, Jing Ping next door He let out another long sigh. He just sat up and opened the curtain, and saw Jing Ping huddled in a small ball in the dark, and the fire was gone again.

Waking up early in the morning, Luan Ying didn't seem to have slept well, her steps were heavy, and she ran at about the same speed as Jing Ping. Right?" "How can I be sick, I exercise every day, and I haven't been sick in 800 years." He glanced at Jing Ping, he was wearing a black and white sportswear, and the black edges were almost washed out. He looked like a high school student, Luan Ying asked casually, "Why do your clothes look like school uniforms?"

"Huh?" Jing Ping Fufu's eyes were about to drop, and he was a little surprised, "It's the school uniform, it's my high school uniform." "Your high school clothes can still be worn now?" Although Luan Ying was unintentional, I didn't expect to poke Jing Ping's sore spot. He hasn't grown much, "Yeah, I'm not tall." "What's wrong with not being tall, there are benefits to not being tall." Jing Ping dodged his head, "If you're not tall, you'll be touched on the head casually!"

Luan Ying didn't speak, he also moved unintentionally, he didn't expect to touch his head, Jing Ping's hair was soft, it doesn't mean that hair with a temper should be hard, but he wasn't, Jing Ping ran forward for a while He turned around and saw Luan Ying standing there staring at his hand. Jing Ping called him, and he realized it and hurried to catch up. "You're not quite right today, maybe you're sick but you didn't realize it." Jing Ping looked at his blushing cheeks and kindly reminded him.After hearing this sentence, Luan Ying said in a daze, "Maybe."

Maybe this is really a disease, I don't know when I got it, and I don't know when it will be cured, maybe it is a terminal illness.

Before the end of the term, they have to clean up, and there is a mess in the dormitory. Thinking of the last time the pot was closed, the aunt has already left a bad impression, and it must not be deepened.It seems that three people are working, but Jing Ping is the only one who is really doing it. Liang Shuan is good enough for his own piece, and Luan Ying is the type who does not touch the spring water with his fingers. If he is asked to sweep the floor, he will take Wielding the broom.

"How long have you been sweeping like this?" Jing Ping just cleaned the toilet and told them not to go in. Seeing Luan Ying holding it like practicing a sword, he really hated iron. "I don't think you're going to get anywhere clean." Seeing that he was going to get angry, Luan Ying quickly said, "Otherwise, let's hire a part-time worker, and I'll pay for it." "Where did you get the money? You have to borrow it when you run out. Look at the pile of things you bought." Jing Ping is just like the mother who sees her worthless son all over the world. Luan Ying spends money without restraint. She buys whatever she likes, regardless of whether it is useful or not. The coal was generally piled up in the dormitory, Jing Ping saw it as an eyesore, and wanted to throw it all away.

"Hey, I can't throw this away. I bought it with money." Luan Ying wanted to hug his bag tightly, but Jing Ping had already opened it to look, "Why did you buy so much mosquito repellent?" "This It’s an imported product, it’s getting hot, we’re low-rise, snakes, rats and ants, we have to take precautions.” He spoke like a salesman on a shopping channel. "Then why do you buy so much?" "It's cheap, it's on sale." He took it from Jing Ping and put it back in the bag, "Anyway, you can't throw it away."

"Then you put it away, put it in your closet, and take it out after inspection." Luan Ying nodded repeatedly, and just about to put it away, Jing Ping turned to look at him with a serious expression, "You won't Did you buy any contraband?" "No, no." He quickly closed the cabinet door, picked up the broom again, and pretended to be busy.

Jing Ping sighed, took the broom from his hand, rolled up his sleeves and showed him, "Just sweep in one direction, not this or that." Luan Ying also took the broom from behind him, as if hugging him Normally, Jing Ping's nagging words can no longer be heard in his ears, and he just feels that he can snuggle together by lowering his head.There was a twirl on the top of Jing Ping's head, and his hair rose up with his movement. Luan Ying couldn't help but want to touch it, but before he touched it, he threw down the broom, walked away and cursed, "Liang Shuan, you can take care of it now." gone?"

Liang Shuan begged for mercy and said he would take a break, but there was another thud at the back, Luan Ying threw the broom, Jing Ping looked back at him for no reason, he said he was going to wash the mop, but picked up the broom and went out, Jing Ping sighed, no one It came in handy, and he went out with a mop and exchanged it with Luan Ying, but the dormitory was still a mess.