Xia Lang

Ah, you didn't hear them say that the brat was cowardly and coveted his beauty, and I caught him straight, then I definitely couldn't swallow my anger, so I beat him up. "

In order to confuse the matter, Li Zhaozhuo used Sun Wenhao's usual self-proclaimed gags

But Song Linju didn't listen to him, he turned his head and looked at him, "Don't lie."

Li Zhaozhuo, with a relaxed smile on his face, looked at him for a while, and finally threw away his armor in his pure black eyes.

He restrained his exaggerated smile and shrugged his shoulders, like a prisoner who wanted to confess all in exchange for a little reward.

"Okay, it was that bastard who was staring at you and said some dirty words. I was so angry that I punched him twice." This time what Li Zhaozhuo said was indeed the truth, but he just avoided the important things and blurred some things lightly weakened.

The rumor in the school was that Su Zhe was beaten by him for his attempted molestation. Although Li Zhaozhuo seemed to have a bad temper, he was not a reckless person. If he beat someone like that, it must have been more than just saying something.

Li Zhaozhuo was the one who beat Su Zhe in the toilet. Since he had already beaten the person like that, it meant that he was not afraid of being discovered by others, and there was no need to specifically carry the person into the toilet. It meant that what made Li Zhaozhuo out of control happened in the toilet.

He was not there at the time, and what he did in the toilet could anger Li Zhaozhuo, so he could probably guess it without thinking carefully.

He helped him teach Su Zhe a lesson without saying a word, and even put this matter on himself to divert attention...

All this was before they were together and he thought Li Zhaozhuo's feelings for him were just a joke.

For a moment, Song Linju couldn't tell what was in his heart.

He lost his father since he was a child, and his mother hurt her body due to dystocia giving birth to him. Download everything.

Li Zhaozhuo, who doesn't know what his face is, is rarely seen uncomfortable by Song Linju's eyes, so he can only hide his bewilderment with jokes.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you suddenly feel that I don't look so fierce anymore?"

Looking at Li Zhaozhuo who suddenly smiled hippie, Song Linju looked complicated, "Thank you."

Knowing that the word "thank you" is too thin, Song Linju, who didn't know what to say, thanked him anyway.

Li Zhaozhuo rubbed his head indiscriminately, seeing his regular hair was messed up, he burst out laughing, this time it was a sincere smile.

"Thank you for what."

"Okay, don't think about it, our time is precious, don't waste time on that kind of person."

In order to prevent Song Linju from thinking wildly, he urged him to go upstairs, "It's getting late, go back quickly."

They had already walked downstairs, and their figures were mostly blocked by a slightly lush tree.

Song Linju didn't move, and called out to the person in front of him.

"Li Zhaozhuo."

"Ok?"

Song Linju answered his previous joke seriously, "I never thought you were fierce."

Li Zhaozhuo asked in a joking tone what he wanted to ask him a long time ago: "Then why did you avoid me when we first met, as if you hated me?"

Song Linju could tell when Li Zhaozhuo was really joking, but his smile at the moment was too superficial.

Song Linju imitated his unscrupulous tone, "The secret love can't be seen, so naturally we have to stay away."

Li Zhaozhuo raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard that the other party was imitating himself.

It's still pretty similar, it would be better if the expression was a little more lively.

"That means you actually think I'm handsome?"

In fact, no matter what Li Zhaozhuo's real appearance is, in Song Linju's eyes, he is naturally not bad, otherwise he would not have fallen in love with Li Zhaozhuo at first sight.

Song Linju replied truthfully: "Your appearance is my ideal type."

Li Zhaozhuo had a drink, but he suppressed the involuntary upturned corners of his mouth, pretended to be dissatisfied, and asked aggressively, "Is it only appearance?"

Song Linju thought for a moment, then quickly changed his words, "You are my ideal type."

Satisfied.

Li Zhaozhuo's long-standing "little" knot was untied so easily.

The whole body is comfortable.

Now Li Zhaozhuo stretched his brows and eyes unscrupulously, "Tsk, Mr. Song, why are you so unpopular? I don't even want to go back."

Just like a big baby, people can't put it down.

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The author has something to say:

What bad thoughts could Li Xinji have?It's just that he wants to cling to Xiaojuju all the time. (￣▽￣)σ

It's getting cold, please remove the cabinet door

Song Linju repeated what he said before, with a faint smile in his eyes, "It's getting late, let's go back."

It's like stuffing a person who has been hungry for a few days with delicious dishes from chopsticks. When he tastes something, he salivates and waits for the next chopsticks, and the person immediately takes the dish away.

"Teacher Song..."

"Ok?"

Li Zhaozhuo gently pinched his face, "Why didn't I find you so skinny before?"

Teacher Song's face was cold, but in fact he was very soft.

Seeing Song Linju hiding but not hiding, Li Zhaozhuo couldn't hold back, and touched it again like an old pervert.

His face was itchy from the thin calluses on Li Zhaozhuo's hands. Song Linju didn't answer his teasing words, but just said, "It's getting late."

They've been wasting a lot of time, and it's really late now.

"Okay, okay." Li Zhaozhuo compromisingly responded again and again, but took advantage of Song Linju's inattention and hugged him into his arms, and rubbed him on the side of his neck several times.

How could Song Linju have been treated so badly before, and he paused, "You..."

But before he could say anything, Li Zhaozhuo was the first to steal the conversation, and arranged them clearly in a low voice and reluctantly.

"I know, I know, just let me hug you for a while, and then leave after hugging me for a while."

Aggrieved and reluctantly grasped the right to speak.

Thinking that Song Linju was about to push him away, Li Zhaozhuo "consciously" let go of the person in his arms.

"Go up, I'll watch you go upstairs and leave."

Although he knew that there were basically no gangsters who could benefit from Li Zhaozhuo, Song Linju still told him, "Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you get home."

Li Zhaozhuo never liked such long-winded instructions, but he didn't feel impatient when these words came out of Song Linju's mouth, on the contrary, he was quite happy.

"Got it, Mr. Song will see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Seeing Song Linju looking back at him, Li Zhaozhuo smiled and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

After Song Linju took one last look at him, he turned and left.

As Li Zhaozhuo said before, he watched Song Linju go upstairs.

At first, he just watched, but later Song Linju stepped on the stairs and walked further and further away. Li Zhaozhuo began to wonder if Song Linju would turn back.

But Song Linju's footsteps were regular, showing no signs of stopping.

Song Linju didn't have a loving personality in the first place, and it's normal not to look back, but he himself, who always thinks about such meaningless things, mother-in-law, is not at all like his previous self...

Just as Li Zhaozhuo was thinking about something, he seemed to see a pair of surprisingly bright eyes in the dark.

Those were Song Linju's eyes.

He turned around.

At the last step of the flight of stairs he could see, he looked back at him.

Suppressing the urge to run over and hug him, regardless of whether Song Linju could see clearly, Li Zhaozhuo smiled brightly at him from a distance, just like a little kid who picked up a candy on the road and grinned from the corner of his mouth to the ears, looking fierce turned into a fool.

When I got home, I sent a message to Song Linju. After getting a response, I threw my schoolbag on the table, took off my coat at the foot of the bed, and Li Zhaozhuo went into the bathroom.

After a quick shower, Li Zhaozhuo, who came out of the bathroom, wiped his hair casually with a dry towel, threw himself onto the bed, pulled the coat that was about to fall off the edge of the bed, and pulled out the wired earphone while groping for the phone.

Li Zhaozhuo unplugged the earphones that were entangled in a ball. He wanted to put them back into his pocket, but he thought of something and pulled out the earphones and the phone together.

At first, he just wanted to take his mobile phone, but now the mobile phone was thrown aside, and Li Zhaozhuo was lying on his back on the bed patiently untangling the tangled headphone cable.

Under his rationalization, the messy headphone cable was quickly untied.

Under the warm yellow light, what Li Zhaozhuo looked at was the black headphone cable, but what appeared in his mind was the white neck.

There are two thin earphone wires, and Li Zhaozhuo’s hands were a little itchy. He straightened the black earphone wire and wrapped it tightly around his fingers. The tightness made Li Zhaozhuo feel something sense of reality.

His throat rolled, and he suddenly felt a little thirsty.

Li Zhaozhuo, who felt that things were vaguely out of control, immediately turned over as if he had been stung by something, and went barefoot to the kitchen refrigerator to get a bottle of ice water.

Ton Ton poured more than half of the bottle of ice water before he could barely extinguish the restlessness on his body.

Li Zhaozhuo frowned and wiped his mouth. It's autumn, why is he still so angry?

He took the remaining ice water back to the room, picked up the phone that hadn't been turned on after returning Song Linju's message, clicked into the group chat that was currently chatting, and sent a message.

"I'm with Song Linju."

The group chat fell silent for a moment.

Originally, Sun Wenhao and Xie Xuyao ​​were a bit tired from wrangling, and they were about to drink some water to take a rest. In the meantime, they glanced at the screen with a new message, and this big saliva just choked into their throats, and the mobile phone was sprayed with a "poof" The top was full of water, and the bed sheet was wet a lot.

Thinking if he read it wrong, Sun Wenhao hastily wiped the water on the phone screen with the corner of his clothes, the tip of his nose was about to poke into the screen, every word