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Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao disappeared and returned at noon on Wednesday.

Just as Zhuang Qiang was about to take a nap, when he heard the sound of the door lock, he immediately turned over and lay down on the edge of the bed.

He stared at the door opening, at Xia Xiaoxiao entering the room, then at Ran Qing entering the room, and shouted, "You guys still know how to come back!"

Xia Xiaoxiao looked up at him: "If it weren't for Teacher Zhuang's class in the afternoon, do you think we would come back?"

Ran Qing gave him a slap from behind, and scolded with a smile: "Enough is enough for you!"

"Why did you two go?" Zhuang Qiang was curious. "You didn't reply to the message. I asked Mao Fei, and Mao Fei told me not to look for you. It was mysterious."

Why did you go?

It's done.

Such a private matter, of course, must be kept secret.

Ran Qing pretended to be deaf and said nothing, picked up his collar and sniffed it, it seemed to smell a little sweaty.

In fact, I wore it twice, once on Friday. I took it off at the hotel at night and never put it on again. I didn’t put it on again until I left the hotel room that was called a lair.

Prostitution den.

It's not an exaggeration.

"Not much to say" has changed from a novel to a script, Xia Xiaoxiao is a ruthless person, he played all the sex scenes supernaturally without a teacher, and even read the fucking lines!

That time on the sofa, neither of them actually thought that the reality would be more ecstasy than the fantasy in the novel. Xia Xiaoxiao leaned on Ran Qing's body, and while kissing, he touched the waistline with his hands. Fish up the thigh, and whispered: "Qingqing little fairy, wrap it tighter."

Why goblins?

Because Xiaoqing is a snake demon.

Ran Qing was stunned at that moment, staring at Xiao Xiao with red eyes, "You...you..."

Before he could figure out a name, Xia Xiaoxiao laughed himself out first: "It's too nasty, it's not my style."

Ran Qing wanted to say "you still know", and she tied it tighter, wishing to kick you.

It's a pity that he didn't kick, it's a pity that he really wrapped his legs a little tighter.

Ran Qing couldn't bear to recall, she was so ashamed.

He picked out a clean sweater from the closet, and just as he was about to take it off, he looked at Zhuang Qiang.

Zhuang Qiang was puzzled: "What are you looking at me for? Tell me, what are you doing?"

"Ask again." Xia Xiaoxiao picked up the textbook on the table to cover his face, "If you ask again, you're going to open a room."

Ran Qing took advantage of this time to change clothes quickly, if Zhuang Qiang saw the strawberries all over her body, it would probably scare the child into a fool.

"Open a house?" Zhuang Qiang opened the textbook, unable to believe, "Fight the Landlord? Or play mahjong?"

Xia Xiaoxiao was so teased that he couldn't help laughing, and gave an ambiguous "hmm".

After Zhuang Qiang heard this, he picked up the textbook, surprised and angry: "Are you playing big games? How dare you gamble?!"

After Ran Qing convinced him, he hasn't seen him for four days. Why did he return to his previous virtue?

He followed the words and said nonsense: "Yes, the police will come to arrest us tonight, so cherish the last half of the day."

After class in the afternoon, 214, who had not seen each other for a long time, finally reunited.

Standing on the podium was Song Yusong, calling the roll call.

The whole class was in a commotion.

Ran Qing took advantage of his unique advantages to learn the inside story first, and he asked Mao Fei, "Where is Mr. Zhuang?"

Mao Fei leaned on his chin, babbled, and didn't answer, just looked at Ran Qing with the same thief eyes and felt ashamed.

He opened the book, picked up a pen, and wrote in the blank upper right corner: "Have you given birth to a baby snake?"

The book was snatched away and the corners were torn off, Ran Qing pretended to be stupid and changed the subject in a daze: "Who did you fight with, the injuries are still not fully healed."

The face is not bad, but the waist looks terrible, with a large patch of blue and yellow.

Mao Fei was very proud: "Ginger, remember, I squeezed him into juice!"

Ran Qing slowly gave him a thumbs up.

"Then Teacher Zhuang will never come again?"

"Yeah, he's going to be the owner of a dessert shop, and I'll treat you to cream and milk tea in the future."

After the roll call, Song Yusong put down the roster.

He cleared his throat and said in a steady voice: "I'm back, and Mr. Zhuang's substitute class is over. You performed very well. Mr. Zhuang said that you are the best class of students!"

As he said that, he looked at Mao Fei and thought, so good that he took one home.

Mao Fei flipped open the textbook obediently, thinking, hey, Teacher Zhuang never said that.

During class break, Song Yusong called Mao Fei to the corridor to satisfy his curiosity.

He looked at his bruised face, and finally understood why Zhuang Zhou was so angry that day.

"And who did you do this with?"

"...the one surnamed Jiang."

Song Yusong understood why Zhuang Zhou was so angry that day.

He nodded in admiration, and asked again, "Who is Zhan Yao?"

Mao Fei remembered a coincidence, his teacher Song and sister Zhan Yao's cat had the same name.

"It's Teacher Zhuang's assistant."

Song Yusong: "...What about the sixteen paintings?"

"It's the dessert shop Mr. Zhuang is about to open."

Song Yusong understood that this was trying to connect him.

What is this?

He invited him to MOMO to meet the wind, and told him to meet fate, so he reciprocated courtesy?

Song Yusong gave a calm "hmm" and said, "Understood, I will go there often in the future."

Mao Fei returned to work with strange question marks on his head. He took out his mobile phone: Song Ren'er is going to attack Sister Zhan Yao!

Zhuang Zhou replied: I hope they appreciate each other.

Zhuang Zhou, who sent Mao Fei to the school, was caught at this moment, and was dragged into the counselor's office. All the teachers were happily discussing where to have dinner after school, and Song Yusong hadn't been greeted yet. , secondly, thanks to Zhuang Zhou for his hard work as a substitute teacher.

The kindness was hard to turn down, and Zhuang Zhou couldn't refuse.

Coincidentally, Mao Fei also has an appointment at night.

Zhuang Qiang found a part-time job with a good salary as a tutor, teaching a student who was about to enter the third grade at the beginning of school, and started to be the teacher of Zhuang Xiao this weekend.

He took out his meal card and invited him for the second time in his lifetime: "Please go and celebrate!"

The four of them went back to the dormitory to put their books first. In order to avoid the crowded meal time, Xia Xiaoxiao bought two boxes of playing cards in the canteen downstairs.

Landlords, a dime a handful.

Mao Fei couldn't play games, but he didn't expect to be lucky in his poker game. He won sixty cents in a row, and his position as landlord was unshakable.

Ran Qing's ears hurt from his loud laughter, and his eyes were blinded by the ring around his neck: "I seem to have discovered something extraordinary."

"What's the matter?" Xia Xiaoxiao followed his gaze and was caught by it, "Tsk! Why don't you wear it?"

Mao Fei was about to lose his temper: "I'm afraid of losing it. If I lose it, I will be gone too."

Ran Qing laughed at him for talking nonsense, Zhuang Qiang, out of the situation, said disgustedly: "Why are you so non-mainstream, don't you think it's a nuisance? Only Sha Matt on the celebrity poster ten years ago would wear this necklace Bar?"

The disappointment is that he takes the first place.

Mao Fei: "...you know what a fart!!"

Zhuang Qiang: "Isn't it? You will give this kind of gadget when you eat crispy noodles."

Mao Fei finally found out, regardless of whether the Deputy Commissioner of History is an official or not, he still annoys him.

Can't you have some eyesight? !

Ran Qing sneered, gave the steps, the steps to go up, and asked: "No, how much did you buy it for?"

"More, less, money," Mao Fei said angrily at Zhuang Qiang, "enough to buy crispy noodles for 88 lifetimes!"

I was in a bad mood and even my luck became worse. The next few Mao Fei losses were terrible, not to mention all the profits I made, and I even gave out [-] cents.

Mao Fei vented his anger to Zhuang Qiang: "I'll order the most expensive pot later!"

It was past dinner time, and the night was dark.

Buy one get one free at the cafeteria window, buy a small hot pot and get a free cup of premium yogurt.

The four of them sat down by the window, and none of them was polite to Zhuang Qiang. In addition to hot pot, they also ordered a table of fried dishes.

Xia Xiaoxiao asked: "You'll just live at your cousin's house, won't you come back next semester?"

Mao Fei nodded: "But I will pay the dormitory fee, and I still have a place in 214."

"No," Zhuang Qiang can always step on landmines accurately, "Mr. Zhuang has a family of three, don't you think it's a nuisance to live there?"

It's getting in the way again, I think you're getting in the way.

Mao Fei reassured himself that "one who doesn't know is innocent", saying: "My cousin likes me, and he is happy that I live in his house."

The old subway man Zhuang Qiang looked at his phone with a completely incomprehensible expression.

Ran Qing laughed sullenly twice, and also released a big news: "Xiao Xiao and I will not live on campus next semester, we will find a house nearby and move out."

After hearing this, Mao Fei couldn't control the corners of his mouth, and his smile was particularly bad and meaningful, and he ran all over his mouth: "You must find the one with good sound insulation, otherwise you can hear someone crying in the middle of the night, right?"

Xia Xiaoxiao said straightly: "It makes sense, I'll write it down."

It was still Zhuang Qiang, who said "No" several times: "No, why did you move out suddenly? Then, that, that, isn't I the only one left in 214?"

Mao Fei let out an "ow": "You move out, you won't pay the accommodation fee, will you?"

Ran Qing said, "Yes."

That means the beds are either empty or given to someone else.

Without thinking, Mao Fei immediately said: "Then I won't pay it either, and make room for those in need."

Zhuang Qiang completely panicked: "You guys!"

It seems that it is not very kind, eating the meal that someone treats, and talking about staying behind.

Zhuang Qiang put down his chopsticks: "You...why?"

Because of love.

It's too hypocritical, how can I explain it?

Mao Fei stammered: "Then what, if you don't go to the old one, you won't come to the new one, you have to get along well with the new roommate."

Ran Qing also couldn't bear it: "From now on, we will still sit together in class, and whoever arrives first will occupy the seat."

Zhuang Qiang is not easy to fool: "The reason! Are you bothering me? Is it me? Am I too strict with you on weekdays?"

three people:"......"

Why doesn't the school have a class that teaches people how to speak?

Going back to the dormitory after dinner, Zhuang Qiang was still depressed, just like when he found out that Zhuang Zhou was Mao Fei's cousin, muttering "Why?"

Xia Xiaoxiao hugged Ran Qing's shoulders, and sighed amusedly and helplessly: "Why don't you tell him?"

Ran Qing shook his head: "I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it."

Mao Fei also came together and said in a breathy voice: "You say it and I say it, I'm suffocated to death!"

It was already 07:30 in the evening, wondering if Zhuang Zhou's party was over, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message: brother.

After a few minutes, Zhuang Zhou came back: "We're still chatting, it will take a while."

Feifei: Well, I'm not in a hurry, and neither are you.

Brother: Baby, just wait for me in the dormitory.

Feifei: [/kiss].

Back at 214, Mao Fei climbed onto his small plank, and there was a boyfriend shirt hidden under the quilt.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his legs hanging in the air, twisted his body and quietly pulled out the shirt and folded it, ready to hide it in the satchel and take it away later.

Suddenly, there was a loud sniffling sound.

Mao Fei was taken aback, it couldn't be Xia Xiaoxiao, Xia Xiaoxiao was in the bathroom, and when he looked at Ran Qing, his eyes widened at Zhuang Qiang.

Zhuang Qiang cried.

214 has never been so silent.

"I can't bear to part with you." Zhuang Qiang begged again, "Can't I leave you alone in the future? I'm going to move out suddenly, and it will be you, how do you feel?"

Three people have misery.

Ran Qing said, "Don't cry."

Xia Xiaoxiao handed him the paper.

Mao Fei also said, "Don't cry."

Zhuang Qiang stopped crying, and felt embarrassed when he blew his nose again: "Oh, you only know how to cherish it when you lose it."

The expressions of the three people twisted.

Another moment of silence.

Zhuang Qiang thought about it, and said sincerely: "Can you give me a reason? I can't think of any other reason except that you bother me, but you don't admit it."

Ran Qing looked at the ceiling speechlessly: "If it really bothers you, we would have changed dorms as early as freshman year."

Zhuang Qiang said angrily: "Then what, yes, why, ah?!"

Xia Xiaoxiao was about to be laughed at, he looked at Ran Qing, and Ran Qing smiled wryly.

Xia Xiaoxiao said: "Okay, let me tell you, but you have to keep it a secret, and forget it after you hear it. Is it a deal?"

Zhuang Qiang was stunned: "...deal."

"Then listen carefully," Xiao Xiao said with a low smile, "Because Ran Qing and I are in a relationship, and we want to live together."

Mao Fei was even more excited than the client, feeling refreshed all over, wishing he could lie on the window and yell at the sky.

Zhuang Qiang seemed to be struck by lightning, and his whole body was split open.

He said, "What?!"

At this exciting moment, there was a knock on the door.

The sound was very soft, but after several knocks in a row, it paused and became very heavy again.

Mao Fei raised his voice: "Who is it?"

No one answered, only a more urgent knock on the door.

Xia Xiaoxiao stood up and went to open the door. Outside the door, there was a slender, not tall figure wearing a hood.

Seeing the door open, he immediately squeezed in through the crack of the door.

He took off his hood, stroked his heart, and seemed extremely nervous.

Mao Fei opened his mouth slightly, and said in surprise, "Sister?!"