Qianli Jiangling

"what?"

Jiang Li was exhausted physically and mentally, his mind went blank, and he didn't realize what Sheng Qianling was saying at all.

He paused for a moment, then said confusedly: "Call you, didn't I always call you Brother Ling?"

Sheng Qianling's expression was uneasy, he gave a rare cold snort, got out of the elevator, and opened the door of 2902.

Jiang Li followed step by step, wondering why his master suddenly changed his face, or after he won the championship.

He couldn't understand it, but he couldn't help flattering him and said, "Brother Ling? Brother?"

Sheng Qianling: "..."

Looking at Jiang Li's appearance, he knew he hadn't remembered.Sheng Qianling had no choice but to have another attack, so he went to find his pajamas and asked Jiang Li to take a bath.

It wasn't until he lay down on Sheng Qianling's bed again after taking a bath that Jiang Li had a flash of inspiration and remembered when he called out the word "brother" today.

what……

It turned out to be the case.

The cold and abstinent master would be jealous too.

Jiang Li was a little funny, but he felt sweet in his heart.

When Sheng Qianling came in to get a change of clothes, Jiang Li got up and leaned against the head of the bed, and explained to him very seriously: "Brother Ling, I just called out casually, not what you think. The phrase "brother" is full of emotion. Quan means "big brother". I also called you once, have you forgotten, when Mingshi was playing small billiards. "

Sheng Qianling paused for a few seconds when he heard the words, and went to look for clothes as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Li squinted his eyes and smiled, hooking his toes around Sheng Qianling's waist, rubbing against the soft skin around his waist, his voice unconsciously lowered a few degrees.

He acted softly: "Brother, don't be angry."

Sheng Qianling's heart skipped a beat, and a throbbing struck.However, he still maintained a cold and arrogant look, gave Jiang Li a faint glance, and asked, "Then what does this sound mean?"

Jiang Li's little mind was spinning quickly, coaxing him softly to overthrow the master who overturned the vat of vinegar: "Then it's needless to say, it's naturally the meaning of Brother Qing."

Sheng Qianling: "..."

I couldn't find the clothes no matter how hard I looked, so I just stopped looking.

Sheng Qianling threw the short sleeves in his hand to the bed, turned around, leaned on Jiang Li's body, and bit Jiang Li's lip hard.

Jiang Li didn't have much strength, but he really liked Sheng Qianling's active appearance.

He raised his face and let the other party make trouble, his two mouths were biting so smooth and ruddy, as if covered with a layer of crystal clear cherry juice.

Sheng Qianling took another bite of Jiang Li's soft earlobe, and his voice was indistinct: "Don't call anyone else's brother from now on."

Surrounding Sheng Qianling's waist, Jiang Li was proud of being favored: "I know."

Sheng Qianling went to take a shower, and Jiang Li continued to sit and wait for him.

But in the past few days, he was too tired from consecutive games. Before waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Li couldn't bear the physical fatigue. He tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

Ten minutes later, Sheng Qianling came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, walked to Jiangli's bedside, wanted to talk to him, but found that he was already asleep.

Sheng Qianling had no choice but to sit gently on the side, watching the time tick by minute, until it reached zero o'clock on July 7th.

When the phone time jumped to 2014:7 on July 16, 00, Sheng Qianling leaned over and placed a light kiss on Jiang Li's lips, and whispered: "Li Li, happy birthday, I love you."

It was past ten o'clock in the morning when Jiang Li woke up.

The room was quiet and dimly lit. The heavy double-layer blackout curtains were completely drawn, and only the numbers on the air conditioner display showed a faint yellow light.

He turned on the air conditioner and stood up, walking out with his long bare legs.

Opening the bedroom door, I saw Sheng Qianling getting up from the sofa, folding a thin blanket sleepily.

Hearing the noise, Sheng Qianling looked up and saw it. His eyes fell on Jiang Li's lap, and he felt the dryness from the morning below him.

Jiang Li didn't realize it, and yawned, "Brother Ling, why are you sleeping outside? Why don't you sleep with me?"

Sheng Qianling said "Yes", and replied: "You have worked hard these few days, let me take a good rest."

Jiang Li walked towards the bathroom, and said as he walked, "Brother Ling, I have a lot of things to do today, so I have to go back and see what's going on at home, and I might not be able to have time in the afternoon, can we have dinner together?"

Sheng Qianling thought that he was going back to celebrate his birthday with Father Jiang, and thought it was reasonable, so he didn't say much.

After the two of them washed up quietly, Jiang Li took yesterday's bonus envelope and stood at the entrance to bid farewell to Sheng Qianling.

Sheng Qianling wanted to kiss him for a while, but he didn't expect Jiang Li to run so fast, so he gave up depressed.

Jiang Li went to Time Billiards first.

Recently, because of the summer vacation, the days are long and the nights are short, Pan Deng changed the opening time to nine o'clock, which attracted many members who practiced in the morning.

At this point, many tables have already been opened.

Jiang Li walked to the front desk, took out half of the bonus and handed it to the cashier girl who likes rock bands, and said, "Recharge it to the stored value card for me, thank you."

Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling shared a stored-value card, which contained the 1000 yuan Sheng Qianling won in the small table game.

Jiangli used up 22, leaving 978.

He is usually not right, and even if he is right, he is not easy to lose. This 978 is enough for him to use for a few years, and if he recharges 1 yuan, it will really take years of monkeys.

But Jiang Li couldn't find a way to repay Pan Deng, so he could only use such a clumsy behavior to thank Pan Deng for his care over the past few years.

After recharging the card, Jiang Li returned to Jixian Alley without stopping.

Jiang Haijun was extremely efficient. He had repainted the living room wall where the fire broke out, but he hadn't bought a new bed and wardrobe for Jiang Li yet.

Jiang Li opened the door and went in, and saw Jiang Haijun was cleaning up the debris, and his whole body was dirty.

Jiang Li had too many things to do today, so he didn't have time to talk to his father, so he took out 5000 yuan from the envelope, put it on the old desk by the door, and said, "Dad, this is the prize money I got from playing the game, and I will repair the house for you." shopping."

Jiang Haijun was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the stack of money, he nodded and said, "Got it."

The book that Jiang Haijun took away was on the desk at this moment.

Jiang Li flipped through it, and the more than 2000 yuan he had saved remained intact.He took out a thousand and said, "Father, all my clothes have been burnt clean. I'll go buy some by myself later."

Jiang Haijun replied: "Go to the Baima Market on Hanzheng Street to buy. The men's clothing on the third floor will be cheaper."

Jiang Haijun has been shopping for goods on Hanzheng Street for many years, and he is quite familiar with these clothes sellers.

Jiang Li nodded, took the money and went out.

Wuhan in July is like a huge oven.

The flowers, plants and trees were roasted to death, and a few hoarse cicadas could be heard from the treetops.Vehicles passed by with the air conditioner on, and few pedestrians could be seen on the road scorched by the scorching sun.

Jiang Li was sweating all over as he walked quickly under the shade of the trees.

He bought a cup of mung bean paste to pad his stomach in the alley, and used the change he found to take the bus.

He first went to Wuhan International Plaza on Jiefang Avenue.

He has never been to this place, but he often hears it from Chen Shushu.It's nothing more than another luxury brand that puts jaw-dropping products on the shelves, but asks for more than a year's salary for ordinary people.

However, Jiang Li had done his homework in advance and knew what he wanted to buy, so he didn't feel the panic of being overwhelmed.

It was the first time he knew that when he went to buy things in that store, he had to queue up at the door and wait for the people in front to leave before he could enter, which took a lot of time.

After coming out of Wuhan International Plaza, he quickened his pace to take a bus.

The next stop is Hanzheng Street, but not Baima Market, but Yiwu Small Commodity City.

The huge central air conditioner was turned on in the Commodity City, but it was still so hot that people were sweating profusely.

Jiang Li almost ran through the shops in the entire building before he found what he wanted to buy.

He glanced at the time, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was less than eight hours before his birthday passed.

So he hurriedly endured the scorching sun and heat wave, and rushed to the Baima market that Jiang Haijun said was proud of men's clothing, to buy summer clothes for himself.

The weather is too hot, and there are few people who buy goods.

Jiang Li walked into Ziyi Men's Clothes, walked around, quickly built a few sets, and said to the boss: "That's all, just collect the money."

The boss is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, surnamed Zhao, she is a little fat, she looks very kind, but her eyes reveal the shrewdness of a businessman.

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Li for a few seconds, and she asked, "Do you want to try it?"

In a hurry, Jiang Li shook his head and said, "I don't want to try it. I always wear a size 180. I can't go wrong. By the way, my dad is Jiang Haijun. He said he knows you very well. Can you accept the price?"

When Boss Zhao heard Jiang Haijun's name, he smiled and said, "So it's Lao Jiang's son. I always hear him mentioning you, but I didn't expect you to be so handsome. You are a clothes hanger, would you like to come to me as a part-time model? Take some photos? Auntie will count the money for you."

Jiang Li was not interested at all, and spoke faster: "Thank you, I don't have time, please pack it."

Boss Zhao was still lamenting while packing Jiang Li's underwear and socks, "Xiao Jiang, don't you want to make some money? My hourly wages are high here, just to take pictures, so I can send them to my agents."

Jiang Li insisted on refusing, so Boss Zhao had no choice but to stop.

When Jiang Li walked out of the door with big bags and small bags, she still couldn't help shouting: "If you think about it, you can still come!"

Jiang Li paid no attention to it, and rushed to Jixian Alley with a bunch of things.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still shining brightly.

Cicada screamed and broke his throat, and hid in the leaves dying.The plants and trees are listless, bent over and trying to survive.

Jiang Li got off the bus, walked through the slanting shade of the trees, and ran home in a few steps.

He was already so hot that his short sleeves were dripping, and his whole body was releasing the heat that he had absorbed all day.

Jiang Haijun is not at home, he may have gone out to repair decoration materials.Jiang Li didn't care, he packed up all the things he had just bought, and went to take a shower, finally feeling refreshed.

After tidying up, he put all the things he wanted to bring into a paper handbag, took out his phone and unlocked it for 5 minutes, and sent a message to Sheng Qianling: "Brother Ling, are you home? I'm done. Now come and find You have dinner, okay?"

Sheng Qianling replied quickly: "Okay."

So Jiang Li went out with a paper bag full of anticipation.

Fortunately, Jixian Lane and Jingyuan are not far apart, and the path in the middle is always shaded by building eaves, so the river is not sweating like before.

He sneaked into Jingyuan with ease, dialed the calling number downstairs, and Sheng Qianling quickly opened the elevator for him.

Jiang Li went into the house to change his slippers, and put the paper bag in his hand on the cabinet at the entrance.

And Sheng Qianling was standing in the living room, wearing a cool home cotton short-sleeve paired with a pair of light gray cloth shorts, with a gentle expression and starry eyes, like a gentle man from IKEA.

Jiang Li's heart softened when he saw it, and he began to act cute and coquettish, complaining softly: "Brother Ling, the weather is too hot..."

Sheng Qianling took a few steps closer and asked, "Did you wear sunscreen when you went out?"

Jiang Li let out an "ah" and walked over to Huansheng Qianling's waist naturally, and replied, "No, I haven't been in the sun for a long time. I've been indoors and on the bus, and I don't walk much."

The skin in Jiangli is tender and thin, and the sun in Wuhan is fierce and fierce.

If it is really exposed to the sun for an hour or two, it is a trivial matter to turn black, and it is possible to burn the skin and leave marks.

Sheng Qianling was still a little worried, so he took out a cooling ointment from the cabinet in the living room, pulled Jiang Li to sit on the sofa, and carefully applied it on his face and arms to feel at ease.

After finishing all this, Sheng Qianling asked, "I'll eat at home tonight, okay?"

Jiang Li didn't care about the ritual feeling of having a birthday meal, as long as he was with Sheng Qianling, he nodded.

Sheng Qianling made two phone calls and told the other party that they could deliver food and home delivery.

After finishing speaking, he let Jiang Li hug his waist again, lowered his head, and kissed Jiang Li lightly.

Jiang Li looks like he is showing off his treasures, and he smiles happily with peachy eyes.He moved his rosy lips and said slowly, "Brother Ling, I have a gift for you."

Sheng Qianling noticed that Jiang Li brought a men's paper bag when he entered the door, thought it was a piece of clothing, and didn't think about it, and said, "I also have a present for you."

Jiang Li was very happy to hear that, and asked expectantly: "What are you going to give me? The first night that made me drunk and dreamy?"

Sheng Qianling: "..."

The author says:

Jiang Li's wish soon came true.

Seven o'clock every night, you know.