you are the strawberry flavor

Before Zhang Yuan could even react, he let go of the girl who was holding him, stood and stared at the back door in a daze, apparently also shocked by Qi Shuyi's beauty.

With a gloomy expression, Qi Shuyi walked in step by step, went to sit next to Zhang Yuan, raised his eyebrows and gave the girl a sinister smile.

The girl was frightened by him, and explained in a low voice: "I just want to see the painting..."

"Painting is not important, what is important is the previous sentence."

"Before, which sentence before..."

The girl shivered subconsciously when she was stared at by him.

"You chased him from freshman to sophomore," Qi Shuyi smiled, wrapped Zhang Yuan's shoulder with one hand seemingly naturally, and squeezed it suggestively, "I said you were popular, and you still don't admit it? "

Qi Shuyi, to put it nicely, is pretty, but to be more specific, he is called feminine.

Usually, I don’t feel anything when I’m speaking well, but when I stare at you with a half-smile, that’s called terror. Just such a question with a slight tail sound, Zhang Yuan was so scared that his father almost called out.

"It's nothing," Zhang Yuan laughed dryly, straightened up and distanced himself from Qi Shuyi, not wanting to be seen by his classmates, so he raised his head and waved his hand at the girl, "What's there to see about the painting?" , class will start soon, come back quickly."

The girl looked at him and Qi Shuyi suspiciously, and a strange flash of light flashed in her heart. She always felt that their intimacy was a little too close.

"Zhang Yuan, this is..."

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of teasing, he slowly looked at Qi Shuyi with his head on one hand, raised his chin with a smile and said, "Yes, this classmate, who are you?"

In fact, he doesn't care, it's no big deal if he comes out, he just wants to tease Qi Shuyi, see what he will say, how to solve the rival in love he cares about.

Qi Shuyi frowned, knowing that Zhang Yuan was joking, but his face sank, looked up at the girl, and said seriously: "I'm his brother, understand?"

The girl gave a clear "ah" and was about to say something when the class bell rang and interrupted her.

Qi Shuyi licked her back molars, watched the girl walk back to the front row and sit down without any doubts, then turned to look at Zhang Yuan who had been in a daze, and said with a sneer, "Is it fun?"

Zhang Yuan started to stammer nervously: "I...I'm not..."

I didn't mean to pull him out of the closet publicly, just tell a lie at will, why did he suddenly change his face?

Qi Shuyi snorted, didn't bother to talk to him anymore, turned his head to put on a gesture of refusing to chat, and kept Zhang Yuan behind.

Zhang Yuan was full of anxiety, absent-mindedly finished a class, and left the complex with Qi Shuyi one after the other. When he looked up, it was already dark.

Qi Shuyi was walking in front of him, Zhang Yuan also knew that he had made a joke, so he rushed up to show weakness and said, "Are you hungry?"

Qi Shuyi stopped and didn't answer, just stared at him quietly.

Zhang Yuan felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him. He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to tug on his sleeve: "Let's go, it's hot, there's a good Liangpi at the gate of the school, I invite you."

After saying this, Qi Shuyi suddenly clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and he became even more angry.

Zhang Yuan was dumbfounded.

"What's the matter? Don't you like Liangpi? It's okay, cold noodles, beef tendon noodles, colorful Xiaopi, take your pick."

Qi Shuyi's complexion became even uglier as he counted, his pretty brows frowned, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I don't like to eat!"

Although they have only known each other for two days, Qi Shuyi is obviously not such a person who is easy to show his emotions. If he is so clearly blown up, he must really not like food.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said as if coaxing his daughter-in-law: "If you don't want to eat, don't you want to change?"

Qi Shuyi turned his face away, took a few deep breaths to calm down his emotions, and when he turned around, he barely recovered, walked over and stood in front of Zhang Yuan, his deep eyes locked on him.

"In the future, don't let outsiders test our relationship so ostentatiously."

Zhang Yuan nodded immediately.

This joke was indeed inappropriate, and not to mention how much courage it took to come out, it was indeed not worth taking the risk based on the relationship between the two of them who had only been together for two days.

Qi Shuyi pursed her lower lip, her expression softened a lot, and she suddenly asked, "Who is that girl?"

I lost, this turn is really urgent.

Zhang Yuan looked embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, his facial features were slightly squeezed, and he smiled a little cowardly.

"Uh...classmate, during the freshman basketball game, he said he had a crush on me. You see, my young master is tall, powerful and handsome. It's normal to have a suitor. Didn't I ignore her?"

Qi Shuyi did not accept this explanation: "Oh, your male-female boundary is just that, so if you don't care about it, it doesn't matter?"

"Look, classmates in the same class, I can't throw them down the window, can I? It's her business that she likes me. You don't even want to care about liking me, do you?"

Qi Shuyi looked up at him, "Yes."

A one-word confession, deep and affectionate.

Zhang Yuan squinted his eyes, and said "Tsk", "Is the show a bit over?"

Qi Shuyi was taken aback when he heard the words, and raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"We have only known each other for less than two days, and we don't even know each other well. Talking about liking is even more nonsense. Are you serious about your possessiveness and petty temper?"

Zhang Yuan scratched his head, the brain circuits that had always been clogged were clear for a rare time.

In the afternoon, Qi Shuyi's little bit of jealousy and domineering was just right for the ambiguity, not too much but also enough to be seductive.

But if it exceeds this level, showing such a strong possessive desire to someone he has known for two days, either Qi Shuyi is mentally ill, or he is playing love routines.

Judging from last night's experience and superficial understanding, it was clear that Qi Shuyi belonged to the latter.

His current jealousy and jealousy may be there, but the element of acting is more important.

"On the Internet," Qi Shuyi smiled helplessly, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "This will make the other party feel more sincere..."

Now, Chang Zhangyuan was stunned.

"You, what are you doing to check this online? Are they all just for coaxing little girls?"

"To be honest, although it's not the first time I've talked, you are the only one who asks to be distracted. I have no experience."

Qi Shuyi's words are true.

People like him, who need to rely on external stimuli to stimulate their creations, will choose to be different at first, and they don't really like men.

It's just that compared to the stimulation of women, the stamina of men is more intuitive.

Most urban men and women are impetuous and anxious, and those who go to bars to find a partner are far more troubled by their kidneys than their hearts.

Fast-food-style love, love words can come as soon as you open your mouth, love you and love me can be said in a basket, and few words are original and sincere.

Because it is difficult, life is difficult, everyone is busy, no one cares about sincerity, and no one has time to talk about feelings here.

The iron routine, the bed partner of flowing water.

Zhang Yuan was the exception he met.