Xia Lang

I read it word by word, not even missing the punctuation marks.

I'm with Song Linju.

Obviously, Sun Wenhao knew every word, but he couldn't understand the meaning of this short sentence for a while.

Did Brother Zhuo want to say that he is with Brother Song now?Accidentally typed the word "了"?

Sun Wenhao glanced at the time.

But even if you understand it this way, it's so late... It's strange that the two of them are still together when they have a home and don't go back, right?Especially since this sentence is so abrupt, it was posted in the group somehow.

Sun Wenhao looked at the group chat where there was no new message for a few minutes, thinking why the other two people didn't speak?Could it be that he was thinking as crookedly as he did at the beginning?

But if everyone doesn't speak, will Brother Zhuo be a little embarrassed?Especially when they were chatting so happily before.

Sun Wenhao hesitated for a while, but was the first to speak out.

Haozi: "Brother Zhuo, why are you still with Brother Song so late?"

Li Zhaozhuo looked at the only response, and then looked at his previous message.

Is it because he didn't speak bluntly enough?

Li Zhaozhuo thought about it for a while, and stopped making up the nonsense, and made the sentence as straightforward as possible.

Brother Zhuo: "I mean, Song Linju is my boyfriend now."

Song Linju, my boyfriend.

Straightforward enough?

Sun Wenhao quickly sent a "?".

Haozi: "Hahahahaha Brother Zhuo, stop joking. Is today a day for teasing people? It shouldn't be. Brother Zhuo, your sacrifice is too great."

He doesn't believe it, even if Xie Xuyao ​​bends his dog, he doesn't believe that brother Zhuo can bend.

After all, brother Zhuo doesn't want to see homosexuality anymore, how could he become gay himself, that is simply a big joke.

Just as Sun Wenhao was confidently waiting for Brother Zhuo to reply, "You guessed it right, I was just joking." Zhou Yan sent a "Congratulations".

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Immediately afterwards, Xie Si said, "Congratulations, brother Zhuo."

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Brother Zhuo: "Thank you."

???

The little question mark has a lot of big Wen Hao in his head at this time.

What's happening here?No way……

Sun Wenhao ran in front with his hands, and chased behind with his brain. He frequently typed wrong words, and he typed a short sentence for a long time before sending it out.

Haozi: "Is this really true?"

Xie Si: "Is it true or not, Haozi, did you wake up or was your brain eaten by a mouse?"

This...how is this possible?Although Brother Zhuo and Brother Song usually get closer, but it's not so close...

Sun Wenhao choked up for a moment when he thought of the intimate actions that Brother Zhuo and Brother Song often had.

Well, as for.

But how did Zhou Yan and Xie Gou know?

Haozi: "How do you all know?"

Xie Si: "Ah, our eyes are not glass beads for decoration."

Sun Wenhao: Are you polite?

By the way, brother Zhuo, is this really delicious?Obviously I still hated it before.

But no matter what, he respected Brother Zhuo and the others' choice.

Haozi: "I wish Brother Zhuo and Song a happy marriage!"

Haozi never forgets to bring a few idioms when he speaks, but he can't bear the lack of ink in his stomach. It is perfectly normal to use idioms indiscriminately, but the idiom "a happy knot" is actually not wrong.

The idiom caught Li Zhaozhuo's fancy, and he clicked on the private chat page and sent Sun Wenhao a big red envelope.

Listening to the festive "red envelope is coming", Sun Wenhao, who was on the group chat page, was much faster with his hands than his brain, and he had already collected the money before he could see who sent it.

It's bloody muscle memory.

After enjoying the clear sound of money being pocketed, Sun Wenhao, who saw the amount clearly, quickly returned to the chat page to see who sent it.

The word "Brother Zhuo" is impressively written on the top of the chat page.

Um?Why did Brother Zhuo suddenly give him red envelopes?

Looking at the group chat where messages kept popping up, Sun Wenhao suddenly understood.

Could it be because of what he just said?

Tsk, Brother Zhuo is generous in his actions, and gave him such a big red envelope in one sentence. It seems that he should be sweeter in the future.

Like his father, Sun Wenhao is a natural fan of money. Although he is not short of money, he always has a special love for money.

They had a lot of questions, and after answering a few questions, Li Zhaozhuo threw the screen of the mobile phone on the bed and let them swipe the screen.

He counted the days on his back.

It's only Wednesday, two days and one night before the weekend.

long time.

Only when Song Linju came to his home to make up lessons on weekends, could they be considered alone. Not only could they get close to him, but they usually stayed for a whole day.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that even having to study on weekends is not so obnoxious.

During lunch the next day, Song Linju paid special attention to the expressions of the other three.

Zhou Yan and Xie Xuyao ​​are the same as usual, but Sun Wenhao's expression is inexplicably excited.

His eyes were bright, especially when he interacted with Li Zhaozhuo, but there was no malice in his eyes, most of them were novelties.

This reassured Song Linju a lot.

It's set for Saturday night this week.

It was determined by the time when Fang Shan benefited from Sun Wenhao's insinuations. He said that he had asked Song Linju, saying that he was free on Saturday night.

And when she asked Li Zhaozhuo what he thought, Sun Wenhao's light words made her feel excited.

"Brother Song is free, which means Brother Zhuo is free."

? ? !Did she hit it?

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Brother Zhuo: It's getting cold, let me remove the door of the cupboard.

Sun·Prophet·Wenhao:...

A jar of aged vinegar

One person can represent another person, hehehe...

Sun Wenhao, who accidentally noticed Fang Shan's expression, took a small step back subconsciously.

Tsk, she looks like a pretty girl with delicate features, how can she have such a wretched expression?

But when she suddenly thought of something, the aunt's smile on Fang Shan's face subsided a lot, and she almost forgot that the celebration party she held was not just to celebrate the stage play hundreds of years ago.

The dinner was arranged by Fang Shan. It was opened by her family in a five-star hotel, and she said that she invited her for this meal.

Among them, Sun Wenhao was the first to come.

"Here we come." Fang Shan, who was busy, saw Sun Wenhao arrived and went to say hello to him.

"Well, you can sit at these two tables casually, right?" Sun Wenhao pointed to the two tables in the private room.

Fang Shan pointed to the table inside, "Sit at that table, there are more acquaintances."

"it is good."

Before Sun Wenhao sat down, he glanced at the people on the table. Yuan Yuzhen and the two boys were indeed acquaintances.

The two boys sat far away from Yuan Yuzhen, and they didn't know whether they were shy or avoiding suspicion.

Sun Wenhao sat down in a place with many vacancies, turned on his phone and started playing.

Sun Wenhao felt a little bored while playing, so he grabbed a handful of melon seeds in the fruit plate.

Tsk, if I knew it, I wouldn't have come so early.

But Sun Wenhao looked up and looked around, at least half of the people came.

……

Maybe it's not that he came early, but Brother Zhuo and the others came too late.

After waiting boredly for a while, Sun Wenhao put down the melon seeds in his hand, and sent a message to Brother Zhuo, asking when they would come.

Brother Zhuo: "Come when the time comes."

Ah... Brother Zhuo is still doing whatever he wants.

Sun Wenhao opened the dialog box with Song Linju again.

Sun Wenhao: "Brother Song, when are you coming?"

Brother Song: "Soon."

Sun Wenhao: "Okay." Circling.jpg

Brother Song is still reliable. If I knew it earlier, I would have asked Brother Song directly. Anyway, Brother Zhuo has been acting like Brother Song's follower recently. He will go wherever others go.

Especially after talking to them, I became more carefree.

Tsk, that level of greasy crooked, every day dog ​​food control, oh no, control support.

The spring full of autumn made him want to talk about a sweet love.

But, girls have to be coaxed all the time, so it's just a little troublesome.

Sun Wenhao sighed and spat out the skin of the melon seeds in his mouth, chewed and stuffed a new melon seed.

Forget it, let's wait for fate to come.

After a while, Sun Wenhao, who lowered his head, licked melon seeds and played with his mobile phone, heard the greetings at the door. He thought it was Brother Zhuo and the others who had come, so he spit out the melon seed shells twice and immediately raised his head.

Seeing the person who greeted him, Sun Wenhao's smile froze on his face before he could fully raise it.

Laughed but didn't quite laugh.

Following the eyes of the people next to him, Fang Shan saw Sun Wenhao with a distorted expression, half a melon seed shell hanging from his mouth, and his dull eyes were not to mention ridiculous.

Fang Shan held back her smile, "Cough... Thank you so much Sun Wenhao. Not only did you help invite Song Linju and Li Zhaozhuo, but you also invited Zhou Yan and Xie Xuyao."

Thanks shit, I didn't invite them at all!

Xie Xuyao ​​walked towards the shocked Sun Wenhao, leaving Zhou Yan alone to greet Fang Shan.

He smiled, "Why, seeing me... you two are so happy?"

He looked like a stupid idiot in a daze.

Sun Wenhao didn't pay attention to his pause, snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I'm very happy."

I'm so happy that I want to spit out your face!

Or he was too naive, he should have thought that according to Xie Gou's temperament that he must get what he wants, he would come here anyway.

Besides, this girl Fang Shan belongs to the level of facial control at the level of madness, Xie Gou doesn't need to do anything, maybe he shows his Wen (Si) Wen (Wen) Bin (defeated) Bin (like) smile, Fang Shan had to try her best to invite him over.

I don't know what he was thinking, his expression was like a palette, changing every second, Sun Wenhao looked even more stupid when he was distracted, and the smile floating on the surface in Xie Xuyao's long and narrow eyes was much more real.

What a fool.

The warm touch of the lower lip awakened Sun Wenhao