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"Yan Lang, what a coincidence?" She smiled and did not expose him.

Zheng Yanlang turned his head to look, touched the back of his head, smiled shyly, and said, "Yes, what a coincidence!"

Isn't this kid as good as he looks?

Without saying a word all the way, she took out the key and prepared to open the door.

"I'm going to play basketball later, do you want to watch it?" He said suddenly.

She turned to look at him, lowered her head, and put her hands in her trouser pockets. She must have mustered up the courage to say this.

"It depends on the situation, go if you have nothing to do." She pushed the door open and entered the room.

"Oh." His tone was a little disappointed. She probably meant that she didn't want to go.

I simply cooked some porridge, took a shower, sat on the sofa and read a book, and suddenly thought of what that silly boy said.I got up and changed into clothes that looked younger, white and blue cotton skirt, white sneakers, I looked in the mirror should only be in my early twenties, age is always the most taboo topic for women.

She found a seat on the basketball court and sat down. Zheng Yanlang was wearing a basketball uniform, and his tall and straight body was not inferior among African-American and European and American classmates.The long arm grabbed the basketball that had already flown in front of his head, his hand sank, he held the ball and put it on his waist, he turned the basketball with his right hand alone, drew a beautiful half circle, and threw the basketball perfectly into the sideways up the basket.

He also made a cool pose.This little kid is quite stinky, Song Yuye shook his head helplessly.

At the end of the scene, Zheng Yanlang was surrounded by several girls to deliver water. It is normal for such a boy to be chased by girls.He rejected several girls, and only took water from one of them, a girl who was as beautiful as a porcelain doll and had her hair permed.That should be his girlfriend, it looks like a good match!Xiao Mian also said that she didn't have a girlfriend, and her aunt smiled at the corner of her mouth.

On the court, a young boy from Europe and the United States approached him to strike up a conversation. She pretended not to understand the language, but she still likes domestically made men.Little boy?Naturally, I also like domestic products.

Zheng Yanlang saw her, and ran over excitedly, his dark eyes suddenly flashed a strange light.

"Are you here?" He asked happily, because after playing basketball, beads of sweat slid from his hair to his forehead, down his cheeks to his neck, and his collarbone finally disappeared into his clothes.

She looked at the girl not far away who never took her eyes off him, and asked with a smile, "Your girlfriend? She's pretty."

"No, it's not." He hastily denied, "She is my junior, her mother is a good friend with my mother, and the family asked me to take care of her more."

"Really? I think she likes you quite a bit. If it doesn't work, try it. You can't be a heartless person at such a young age!" She stood up.He is really tall, she is 168 naked but can only reach his shoulders.

He became anxious and explained: "No, I only regard her as my younger sister. She is not my type."

"Oh, then what type does our Xiao Yanlang like?" She treated him like a child and teased him recklessly.

"I'm so young, I can get a marriage certificate at my age in China." He avoided the topic.

In the distance, a girl who looked like a porcelain doll looked at the two people playing with resentment.

"I'm hungry, can I have a meal today?" He was ashamed of his thick skin.

He's been a bit thick-skinned recently.But for the sake of his handsome face, he agreed.

Zheng Yanlang broke out in sweat after playing the ball, and his whole body smelled bad.

"Go back and take a shower, and come over to eat after washing." She was busy in the kitchen.

"Yeah." He ran out happily.

She served the meals on the table, mapo tofu, fried beans with bacon, steamed grouper, lettuce in oyster sauce, winter melon pork rib soup, her cooking skills can always find a sense of accomplishment in Zheng Yanlang's place.The doorbell rang, she opened the door, Zheng Yanlang stood at the door, he felt much refreshed after taking a shower, his hair was still wet, and he changed into home clothes.She smelled the scent of shower gel on his body.

After eating, he naturally went to wash the dishes.She wanted to help but was pushed out of the kitchen by him.

She opened a can of dark beer and leaned against the door frame to watch him work.After he finished washing and cleaned up the kitchen, he turned around and found that he had been looking at him, feeling a little flustered for no reason.

"Is there something on my face?" His bony fingers wiped his handsome cheek.

A few crystal drops of water stuck to it, she hooked her fingers, and he obediently walked up to her.She got up on tiptoe in a strange way, and kissed those drops of water.

Zheng Yanlang was stunned for a moment, and the moment his soft lips pressed against his cheek, he froze.

"Rachel, you...?" He clenched his hands into fists nervously, and the voice in his throat became hoarse.

She calmed down her heartbeat that was about to pop out, took a deep breath, raised her face and said, "I want to bully you."

"No, no, I..." His face was as red as a boiled prawn, his mind was chaotic and he spoke incoherently.

Maybe it was because she was too abrupt, her complexion sank, and she said, "I'm tired, you should go back first."

Zheng Yanlang lowered his head, walked to the door in silence, turned around to meet her gaze when he went out, Song Yuye quickly looked away, looked out the window, and heard the sound of the door closing.

Song Yuye sat on the sofa with a frustrated face, desperately scratched his hair a few times, and died.When I get older, I can't accept it anymore, and I still think that I am a 20-year-old girl hooking up with a guy in his early twenties.

I'm out of charm.She looked sad.

Zheng Yanlang returned to his room, took off his shirt in a state of distraught, still feeling tight in the chest and hot all over, and drank a large glass of water to calm down his breathing.

She won't be angry, will she?He was a little annoyed by his performance just now.

He was used to looking at the balcony next door through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and her mood didn't seem to be affected. She didn't know who she was talking on the phone, and she smiled happily.He breathed a sigh of relief.

Climbing into bed, covering his head under the quilt, the faint kiss kept appearing in his mind, but the kiss that only lasted for a second made him sleepless all night.Is she doing that because she likes herself?He fell into reverie, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the cheek on the side that was kissed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Yanlang didn't fall asleep until early in the morning. When the alarm clock rang, he covered his head under the quilt and turned off the alarm clock.He was late without any suspense. This was the first time he was late since school.With a cat on his back, he slipped cautiously into the classroom through the back door.

"Zheng, why are you late today?" Xiao Hei at the same table asked curiously.

Zheng Yanlang waved his hand, the originally bright pupils on his haggard face were a little distracted.

After finishing the last class in a trance, his steps seemed to be heavy, and he was walking home slowly with his bag on his back.Looking up, I saw a familiar figure not far away, she was still so bright and moving.But who is the man beside her?

The man looks a bit like a Korean. He speaks fluent Korean. I don't know what he said to amused her. She covered her mouth and smiled happily.Zheng Yanlang was inexplicably a little disappointed.Did she change her target to bully this man?

……

Just as Song Yuye was about to close the door, he pressed his generous palm on the door, and Zheng Yanlang's tired face came into view.

"Yan Lang? What's the matter?" She raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise, how could the handsome little milk dog be haggard in just one day.

Ashamed to speak, he pursed his lips and asked, "Who is the man with you today?" He didn't know where he stood to ask this question.

She frowned slightly and said with a smile, "Students from the law department, what's wrong?"

"Are you trying to bully him?" He blurted out, then regretted it.

She couldn't laugh or cry, "Why should I bully him? I'm not a school bully."

Then I suddenly understood what he meant by "bullying".Changed his words: "Yes, Korean Oppa, how handsome, look at those long legs, even a woman wants to bully him."

His face was gloomy, not very happy, and he whispered: "Don't bully him, okay?"

She had the idea of ​​teasing him, her fingers painted with black nail polish brushed his handsome cheeks, his body shrank back instinctively, and his fair face was flushed.She stretched out her hand and dragged him into the room. His body was stretched tightly, and his back was pressed against the door panel.

"You said that my sister doesn't bully him, who is she bullying? You don't want my sister to bully me." She is a master of love affairs, and when dealing with a rookie in love like Zheng Yanlang, a simple tie-A will make the other party use her big move and bring her back. flashed.

He couldn't bear such teasing at all, he threw away his armor, breathed shortly, and said weakly: "I can, I can bully you."

She smiled and continued to tease him: "Then how do you want your sister to bully you?"

Zheng Yanlang didn't have any experience, he lowered his head to imitate her appearance yesterday, and kissed her fair cheek lightly, like a superficial touch.

He and Zhao Shimin are cousins, they look somewhat similar, but a little immature.

She couldn't resist the temptation and kissed him on the cheek.His face was terribly hot, his breathing became heavy, and he got too close, so that his nostrils were full of man's breath.Breathing and hearing each other, it was extremely ambiguous, Zheng Yanlang's breathing became heavier, and his heartbeat became more rapid and violent.

He has never been intimate with anyone, and he has never experienced the situation at this moment. It seems that there are a hundred rabbits jumping up and down in his chest, rampaging.

She stretched out her hand to grab his neck and stuck it up. His body was stiff, and her hands were tense and had nowhere to rest.

She was a great teacher, and he was a good student, getting the hang of it quickly.

……

"First kiss?" Her face was flushed, and she died down, willing to bow down.

After waiting for a long time, he replied "Yes".

"Am I responsible?" She asked, looking sideways at him.The two of them are like a pair of male and female protagonists who took the wrong script. This sentence should be asked by a man to a woman.

"No, no need, I'm going back to sleep." He ran away, his calf accidentally hit the chair, and he didn't dare to turn around to help him.

Seeing him go out, Song Yuye took the pillow and slammed it against his head a few times, and said to himself: "Song Yuye, you are fucking crazy, you can do it to such a brat. "

It must have been so empty and lonely recently, hungry and desperate, she submerged herself in the bathtub, trying to calm herself down.The phone rang, and she struggled to get out of the bathtub and wrapped herself in a towel.It's Zhao Shimin.