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Bouncing up, falling down, Lin Lu patted the basketball under the basketball hoop, Fang Zheng didn't tell him that he left without a word, he was really not angry at all.

It should be that Fang An asked him to participate in something else, so he was in a hurry so he didn't have time to tell himself, this is normal, there is nothing to be angry about.

Lin Lu threw the ball forward, and the basketball was hit hard on the backboard, causing the entire backboard to shake.

Fuck you don't get angry!

After playing basketball alone for nearly an hour, Lin Lu sent the ball back to the sports room, put on his schoolbag and went home.

When you are in a bad mood and have something on your mind, it is really not suitable for playing games. You can't calm down and concentrate, and you want to vent your grievances in the game, only to be abused.

Fang An flicked the mouse on the keyboard, looked sadly at the empty space next to him, and had the urge to grab Fang Zheng and beat him up.

He made an appointment with Zhao Xuan in Extreme Speed, and Zhao Xuan unexpectedly!Actually!Did not come on time!

And Fang Zheng, who was playing games downstairs to vent his anger, actually left as soon as he turned on the machine!

You might as well not have come in the first place!

As soon as Lin Lu got home, he saw his grandfather sitting at the door reading a book, but there was a lot of sound of porcelain clashing in the kitchen.

"Grandpa," Lin Lu patted his fascinated grandfather, pointed to the kitchen and asked, "What's going on inside?"

"Isn't Fang Zheng in there!" Grandpa glanced at him, then turned his gaze back to the book, "He said he would make you that Coke chicken wing."

"He did it?" Lin Lu didn't know whether to be surprised or worried, "Aren't you afraid that he will burn the kitchen down?"

"What are you afraid of?" Grandpa calmly turned a page of the book, "I remember he made fried pork with high bamboo shoots for you once? It wasn't very successful, and you told me later that he cooked delicious meat Woolen cloth."

"Isn't the difficulty completely different?" Lin Lu said.

"If you're really worried about it, why don't you just go in and watch?" Grandpa patted him and said, "Come on, come in quickly, don't block Grandpa's light."

Lin Lu: "..."

He went in, put down his schoolbag, and walked into the kitchen.Fang Zheng stood bent over with his back to him, and was seriously pouring the juice for marinating the chicken wings. He was wearing a black windbreaker today, the style with a straight waist, against the black jeans underneath, it looked very strong With a thin appearance, people can't help but hug him from behind.

But of course Lin Lu didn't do that.He just quietly walked to Fang Zheng's side, and said "Ha!" to Fang Zheng unexpectedly.

Fang Zheng's reaction at that time was really very, very, very, very big. The moment he turned his head and saw Lin Lu, he was still holding a chicken wing that was almost marinated to the color of soy sauce, and he just moved to the side like this. Back and forth, until the back was leaning tightly against the wall, as if there was some support, he said the words with the usual attitude: "You want to go to heaven! You scared me to death."

Lin Lu was frightened: "I just yelled, frightened you like this?"

"Damn, of course!" Fang Zheng looked at him with a chicken wing in his hand and said, "I did it very seriously. If you suddenly frightened me like this, my reaction would be light."

Lin Lu: "Slight... light? Your light reaction makes me feel that the kitchen window is not open. Otherwise, if you have a serious reaction, are you going to jump out of the window?"

"...No," Fang Zheng said, "Can you go out? Let me do it alone. You are here. I am under a lot of pressure when I do it."

Lin Lu expressed his understanding that if he made something for Fang Zheng, he would be too embarrassed to do it if he watched from the side, so he exited the kitchen very understandingly.

"May I ask," Lin Lu said while pawing at the door frame, "Why did you leave today without waiting for me? Why did you suddenly think of making Coca-Cola chicken wings for me?"

"I promised you that I would make it for you. Isn't it just to surprise you by coming back first? Surprised?" Fang Zheng had already returned to the desk, and he continued to marinate his chicken wings with his head down. The answer was yes Casual tone, but if Lin Lu looked carefully, he would find that his hands holding the chopsticks were shaking.

Lying feels so fucking bad!I can't even bear to look at my own hands anymore, and I have to shake them twice to accuse my master.

Lin Lu quickly smiled: "Surprise."

"Then can you stop picking the door frame?" Fang Zheng wanted to cry, "I'm under more pressure because of you, why don't you go upstairs and play some games? I'll bring it up for you when I'm done."

"Okay." Lin Lu smiled and went upstairs.

Get fucking angry!

He is not angry at all, he is very happy!

I am so happy to be able to float up and upstairs!

Although Lin Lu didn't float upstairs, he still opened the door of the bedroom very casually, and then turned on the computer and started the game casually.

In the next few 10 minutes, he smacked the Quartet N times in a high spirited manner.

The reason why Fang Zheng appeared here to make chicken wings for Lin Lu was entirely because he just sat down at the speed and turned on the computer, and realized that it was too obvious. This sudden alienation was too strange. Lin Lu asked He couldn't explain it at all, so he rushed back in time, and brought the chicken wings to Lin Lu's house along the way.

Originally, he even made up a reason to explain why he didn't wait for Lin Lu, but when he arrived at Lin Lu's house, he found that he hadn't come back yet, which saves an embarrassing explanation by mistake.

Fang Zheng put the Coca-Cola Chicken Wings on two plates, gave one to Grandpa Lin who was reading at the door, and went upstairs with another plate.

Lin Lu didn't wear headphones to play games. When Fang Zheng's footsteps approached, he actively jumped off the chair, and opened the door a moment before Fang Zheng pushed it.

"How did you know I'm here?" Fang Zheng didn't even dare to look at Lin Lu's bright eyes at this moment, he just lowered his head to look at his feet in flip-flops, and suddenly moved his gaze up a short distance , saw his thin ankle again.

Mom's ankles are so pretty!

Fang Zheng had no choice but to raise his head and stare at the scorched chicken wings.

"I listened on purpose." Lin Lu took the chicken wings in his hand, picked up one and put it to his mouth, "Let me tell you, even though I questioned you to my grandpa when I was standing at the gate cooking skills, but after I see the result, I still have to eat it desperately..."

Fang Zheng interrupted him before he could say the word "的", "Is it really not hot when you hold it like this?"

Lin Lu was already floating into the sky. After finishing the word "de" firmly, he waved the hand holding the chicken wings to show that he didn't care about the temperature at all, and then put the chicken wings to his mouth. Take a bite.

Fang Zheng then watched Lin Lu's vivid performance, from the happy stretching of his brows to the unhappy frowning.

"Is this...so unpalatable?" Fang Zheng said.

"No... Huh..." Lin Lu stretched out his tongue and let out a sigh of relief, before saying, "It's hotter than expected."

Fang Zheng: "...it's just hot."

"Ah, what should I do? I have to wait a while," Lin Lu took the plate and sat down on the sofa, "The chicken wings taste really good, Fang Zheng, I found that you are quite talented in cooking. It’s awesome to do it once.”

Fang Zheng still stood there without moving. His mind is now full of the rosy lips that kept opening and closing after Lin Lu was burned while eating chicken wings. He was afraid that he could not help but push him on the sofa when he walked next to Lin Lu. Kiss each other hard.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Lin Lu called him, "What are you doing standing there?"

"I won't eat it. I tasted one just after it was made, and it was originally made for you. I don't want to eat it. I really don't want to eat it. I have a lot of homework today. I'll go back... go back , eat slowly." Fang Zheng spoke in a series of words, and then moved towards the door as he spoke, not forgetting to ask what he had been thinking about all the time, "Why did you come back so late today?"

"I was left behind by the teacher to do something, so it was late." Lin Lumian lied without changing his expression.

"You teachers in key classes are so fucking rude when you squeeze students!" Fang Zheng clicked his tongue, "No, I really have to go back to catch up on homework."

"In such a rush? Are you sure you don't want to stay and eat a few more chicken wings?" Lin Lu said, "The teacher assigned so much homework today?"

"Many," Fang Zheng went crazy and put his hat on each teacher's head casually, "The Chinese teacher is crazy. He wants us to finish the Chinese lesson in just one day. The math and English teachers are also crazy. Now it’s all fucking arranged unit by unit, let’s not talk about the sub-subjects, anyway, there are a lot of homework thieves today.”

This kind of phenomenon is considered normal in high school, Lin Lu only has one question: "Then why do you still choose to make Coke chicken wings for me today?"

As long as you lie, Fang Zheng, who is absolutely full of lies and loopholes, really wants to kneel to him.

"You know me," he could only shamelessly struggle to death, "I did whatever I thought of, and I suddenly remembered that I promised you that I would make Coca-Cola chicken wings for you, and that if I wanted to give you a surprise, I would directly Just did it and didn't think about anything else."

As long as Fang Zheng is talking nonsense, no matter how nonsense it is, Lin Lu, who will be determined, of course believes it, and is very moved.

"Then you really can't finish writing today, I'll come and help you after eating." Even the most basic bottom line is no longer a problem in front of being moved.

"No, no, no need!" Fang Zheng immediately refused, "Didn't you say that? The homework has to be done by yourself. No matter what the circumstances, you should not ask others to help you do what you should do."

Lin Lu was quite relieved when he was moved: "Then go for it!"

"Okay!" Fang Zheng walked out of the living room and closed the door behind him.

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Lin Piaopiao.

All the teachers of No. [-] Middle School: "MMP"

Completed ha!