God said I would meet you

Zhang Xinli didn't reply to him again, the two had different views, they couldn't talk about this topic together, and the room fell into silence.

Lin Jinyu rolled her eyes and kicked Zhang Xinli's waist very smoothly: "Hey, I didn't expect you to be quite brave during the day."

Zhang Xinli was kicked by him. He was flipping through something in his hand, without turning his head, he said, "It's not as good as you."

"I'm sincerely praising you for cutting!" Lin Jinyu raised his hand to pat him, but then he put it down angrily, remembering that the two of them didn't know each other well.

Zhang Xinli said: "I also praise you sincerely." He stared at the book, and said slowly: "There are so many people on the opposite side, they rushed out like a porcupine."

Lin Jinyu couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him on the back that was still dripping with water: "Who are you talking about porcupine?"

He used all his strength to slap this slap, and the sound of flesh hitting resounded through the sky.

Zhang Xinli hissed and turned to look at him.

Lin Jinyu looked at him and was a little timid. She pretended to be innocent and shook her hands and said, "...Then what, let's just pretend that you praised me."

"I'm praising you." Zhang Xinli turned back: "You are very brave."

Lin Jinyu said: "I didn't realize it before. You speak Mandarin very well. Compared with them, it's like a world away. Why don't you speak with an accent?"

"Don't you have an accent too?"

"I..." Lin Jinyu felt that his tongue was tied, and all the classmates around him spoke Shanghai dialect fluently, and he himself did not have a strong accent: "I... have a good talent for languages." He said seriously.

"My language talent is not good." Zhang Xinli said: "Because I go to school outside, everyone speaks different dialects in different cities, so I still communicate in Mandarin most of the time." He said: "I got it out of practice."

"So..." The answer was quite normal. Seeing Zhang Xinli keeping his head down and looking at something, Lin Jinyu didn't look at him when he was talking, and felt a sense of being underestimated.

He leaned over and said, "What are you looking at here?"

Zhang Xinli quickly hid the things he was flipping over: "It's nothing."

There is no 300 taels of silver here... Lin Jinyu said blankly, "Your window is open."

Zhang Xinli subconsciously turned his head to look at the window, and taking advantage of the momentary gap, Lin Jinyu leaned forward, quickly reaching for the book in his hand.

Zhang Xinli's reaction was faster than he expected, and he avoided Lin Jinyu's clutches with a flick of his hand. Lin Jinyu saw that his cleverness was useless, so he just kept on doing nothing. He put one hand on the bed, his upper body crossed Zhang Xinli's knee, and stretched out. Use your other hand to continue chasing.

Zhang Xinli raised his right hand holding the book to avoid his throwing, and stopped his waist with one hand, trying to push him away, but was afraid that Lin Jinyu would fall, so he hesitated for a while and did not move.

Lin Jinyu made an inch of it, put her hand on Zhang Xinli's thigh, and leaned forward to grab it.

Zhang Xinli was originally taller than him, but now that he was sitting and Lin Jinyu was kneeling, Lin Jinyu's upper body was much taller than him, almost reaching the book.

There was no time to delay, Zhang Xinli made up his mind, and just about to lift him up, Lin Jinyu suddenly slipped his hand, and he lost his balance and fell on his back under the bed.

Zhang Xinli was startled. It's not fun to hit the back of his head on the ground. He couldn't help but think about it. He subconsciously put his hands together and hugged Lin Jinyu's back, as if forcing a seat belt on him.

The hand holding the book that he was dodging left and right was lying across Lin Jinyu's armpit. Lin Jinyu stretched out his hand and twitched, and easily got the book shrouded in mystery, and then rolled to the right, rolled to bed.

... As soon as his shoulder touched the bed sheet, he sprinted out like a rabbit that had succeeded in tricks, until he reached the corner diagonal to Zhang Xinli, then turned around, and waved his hands at him as if showing off his spoils in the book.

Zhang Xinli did not expect him to do this, and said in a deep voice, "Give it back to me."

"No," Lin Jinyu said, "Look at what shameful things you have hidden."

He fumbled through it, and found that it was a hard-shell ruled book, not a book.Lin Jinyu casually opened the middle page, cleared her throat, and read aloud: "I——have a lively and lovely cousin who has a wide range of hobbies..."

Zhang Xinli rushed over to snatch it back: "Give it back to me!"

Without even thinking about it, Lin Jinyu picked up a pillow and threw it over to stop him. At the same time, he continued to read: "...such as feeding the dog, herding the sheep, swimming, and playing ball."

Zhang Xinli slapped the pillow away, and rushed towards Lin Jinyu like a hawk protecting food: "I told you to pay me back!"

Lin Jinyu dodged left and right to avoid his attacking hands, while perseveringly read: "We grew up together, and he listened to me very much. When I was young, he often helped me cook with a stool, but he always did bad things. Once I was cooking, I asked him to put a spoonful of salt for me, so he shoveled the salt jar with a big cooking spoon, and then said to me, 'I don't have enough salt'... I wiped it hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Ha ha!"

Lin Jinyu twitched all over from laughter, and burst into tears, Zhang Xinli took the opportunity to take the notebook back from his hand.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I wipe." Lin Jinyu laughed out of breath and said, "Who is such an idiot."

Zhang Xinli knelt on the bed, threw the composition text far away on the table, making sure it was out of Lin Jinyu's clutches: "Zhang Xinhe." He said, "My brother, my cousin."

Lin Jinyu was still laughing, Zhang Xinli frowned and said, "Who told you to touch my things?"

"It's not a good thing, just look at it, and it won't lose a piece of meat." Lin Jinyu said while hahahaha: "Stingy."

With his back turned to him, Zhang Xinli sat cross-legged on the bed, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "I didn't let you see it."

His naked back showed a beautiful arc under the warm yellow light. Lin Jinyu thought his immature but sincere writing was very funny, but it might not mean much to ridicule...

Well, there is still one thing, such a straightforward and immature sentence may not be able to be written by even a junior high school student, but it looks like an excerpt from a certain "Primary School Students' Full Score Composition", and they must be in the fifth grade.

This unscrupulous laughter may represent another meaning in Zhang Xinli's ears.

He brushed his hair that was almost dry, stood up wearing boxer underpants, stepped over Lin Jinyu, pulled the sling to turn off the light, then walked back to his own bed in the dark without saying anything, and lay on the bed directly. Towels were laid down.

Lin Jinyu just threw his pillow out and couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. He kicked Zhang Xinli and wanted him to help him retrieve the pillow, but Zhang Xinli ignored him.

Lin Jinyu curled her lips, and wrote "-10" next to Zhang Xinli's newly promoted favorability value in her heart, and then had to get up by herself, and retrieved the pillow as if she was blind in the dark... Then gradually, "Is this guy so special?" I fell asleep in a daze with the thought of "stingy".