what are you doing

"I'll go," Ding An was shocked, "When did you move here?"

"I've moved here a long time ago, and it's been left at the door," Lu Jin pushed the box in front of him and urged him, "Quickly disassemble it."

Ding An took a deep breath, calmed down, and opened the big box first.

It turned out to be a tree.

This is not a tree, it should be called a potted plant, but it is relatively big, as tall as Ding An's legs. It is a kumquat tree with green leaves and a few small kumquats hanging here and there.

In this winter, it is difficult for this potted tree.

Ding An was completely convinced, what kind of monsters and ghosts are these? Doesn't he have friends with normal brain circuits?

"Why did you give a tree?" Let alone Ding An, Xiao Yiming was dumbfounded when he saw it.

"Juxiang Ruyi, do you understand?" Lu Jin patted Ding An on the shoulder, "Anzi, you should accept the ceremony lightly and affectionately."

No no no, not light at all, I thank you.

Ding An thanked him, thinking about how to take this potted tree home.

Fortunately, other people sent some normal items.

What Xiao Yiming gave was a basketball, what Yu Hao gave was a pair of sneakers, and what Wang Ge gave was the set of keyboards agreed upon earlier.

"Just accept it," Wen Ting pushed the gift box in her hand forward, "It's not expensive, but it's a kindness anyway."

Ding An still refused, he was not in the habit of accepting gifts from girls.

"If you don't accept it, I'll be angry." Wen Ting pretended to be angry.

"No..." Ding An hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it, "Okay, thank you all."

"That's right," Wen Ting took Yu Hao's arm again, "Brother Yu Hao, what do you want? I'll give it to you after your birthday."

"No, no need," Yu Hao pulled his arm out of his arms again, "Wen Ting, I told you, you don't need to..."

"I know, you don't like me pestering you," Wen Ting was lost for a moment, "but today is Ding An's birthday, you can't say anything that makes you unhappy!"

"That's right," Wang Ge picked up the beer bottle, "Don't spoil the fun, get up, everyone!"

A group of people started to make trouble again, and the cake was rubbed everywhere.

Ding An smiled and shook his head, ready to call a car to take these things home first.

"My gift hasn't been opened yet," Fang Zeyu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ding An looked at the small box he handed over, "Didn't you give me a painting before?"

"That's the same," Fang Zeyu pushed the box forward, "This is also, it was meant to be given to you."

"Oh," Ding An took the box and opened it. It was a pair of Pikachu Bluetooth headsets.

The little pickup on the charging case squinted one eye and looked at him, "The earphones are quite expensive, right?"

"It's okay, just over 300." Fang Zeyu said.

"More than 300?" Ding An stuffed the earphones back into his arms, "Why are you buying this for more than 300? You might as well keep it for a meal, I don't want it."

Fang Zeyu smiled, and stuffed the thing back again, "Don't worry, you can. Although my father doesn't care about me, he has never shorted me in pocket money. The money I saved is enough to buy 100 of them."

Ding An converted the numbers, and was a little shocked, his eyes widened, "I can't see that you are actually rich."

"Where am I?" Fang Zeyu couldn't stop the smile in his eyes.

"Anyway, those who have money are wealthy." Ding An blinked, and put Pikachu in his pocket, "You said that if I were with you, would you spend all your money?"

"You want to be with me?" Fang Zeyu asked.

Ding An winked, "Give me a chance~"

Fang Zeyu put his hand on his chin and thought about it carefully, then suddenly approached him, "Okay, but in this case you are my little lover, you have to warm my bed and let me xxoo."

"Fuck!" Ding An yelled and jumped up, all eyes in the room focused on him.

"No, it's okay, you play your game." Ding An quickly waved his hand.

Fang Zeyu kept holding back a smile, her lips pursed tightly.

Ding An blushed and stared at him in a low voice, "Where's your fucking face?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to be close to me?" Fang Zeyu laughed, "Are you ashamed? Can you be a little more professional?"

"I'll give you a pestle," Ding An scolded him, "You're too perverted, I won't be close to you anymore."

Fang Zeyu couldn't stop laughing.

"Well, excuse me." The little girl brought by Wen Ting suddenly came over, looking a little nervous.

Wen Ting winked at her on the opposite side, signaling her to hurry up.

Chen Chen took a deep breath, "Hi Xueshen, my name is Chen Chen, and I'm in the same class as Wen Ting. I've noticed you for a long time, can I add a WeChat?"

The little girl's face was flushed, the meaning was already quite obvious, this wave of bold and active moves made Ding An feel quite ashamed.

"Ah? Uh, I'm sorry," Ding An rubbed his hands, "I, I don't have any plans right now, so uh, I'm sorry."

The little girl's red face is like a red Fuji apple, very attractive.

But he really doesn't mean that to others. Although it's not good to refuse in front of so many people, Ding An feels that as a man, he can't delay the little girl, let alone give her unrealistic fantasies, so he still To refuse or to refuse.

"Ah, no, that, I..." Chen Chen suddenly became nervous, and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

Ding An began to reflect on whether he had spoken too harshly and hurt the little girl?

Fuck, she won't cry, will she?

What's wrong with this, although Ding An is good at coaxing Man Yi, he really doesn't know what to do when facing a girl who is about his own age.

Help me fucking!

Ding An signaled Fang Zeyu with his eyes.

I?What can I do?

Fang Zeyu raised his eyebrows.

No matter what method, it's over, just don't let her cry.

Ding An blinked hard.

Fang Zeyu almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"That, Chen Chen," Fang Zeyu coughed, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and said, "Ding An is not a straight man."

"Fuck me?" Ding An turned to look at him.

"Huh?" Chen Chen was shocked.

It's over, Fang Zeyu shut up immediately, his brain seemed to have a twitch just now, and he kept echoing what Ding An said to him the night he came out of the hospital.

"Ah, that's it..." Chen Chen looked Ding An up and down with scrutiny, "No wonder...but I didn't think..."

"I'm a straight man!" Ding An yelled with a thick neck, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the WeChat QR code precisely, the whole set of actions was smooth and smooth, "Isn't it just adding WeChat, here you are!"

"Calm down!" Chen Chen finally couldn't help shouting, "What I want is Fang Zeyu's WeChat, not yours!"