Hot chicken roommate always flirts with me

Ji Lang moved the rotten sofa next to my bed into the small bedroom, and now his bed is next to mine.

And my beloved study desk is drying under the roof of the open-air building outside. It is too long and wide, and it can accommodate a full banquet of Chinese and Chinese.

The living room is too small, as soon as Ji Lang's bed was brought up, there was only room for our two beds to be joined together.

But I'm number one in grade today... I don't care if you study or not, but I really can't lose my study desk...

Fortunately, Ji Lang has a good temper, so he saw my concerns at a glance, and immediately asked workers to lift the bed down.

This time Ji Lang's mother didn't dare to buy him a particularly big one, so she just changed him to a small bed.

Now Ji Lang's new bed is only 50 centimeters wider than mine.

I feel a little sorry for Ji Lang's mother, she is actually a very nice person.

In the end, there was a long study table between Ji Lang and my bed, and we could sit on our respective beds facing each other and do homework.

Even thinking of this scene gives me chills.

Ji Lang laughed heartily.

"Yang Manhe, has anyone ever told you that you look ugly when you smile?" Ji Lang probably attributed the reason he could only sleep in a small bed to his mother.

In fact, with Ji Lang's previous temper, it's okay for him to take over the territory. I don't want to, but Ji Lang can still hit me.

But the bad thing is that I am the first in the grade now, Yang Manhe may be very afraid that Ji Lang will touch me with a finger.

I thought insidiously, it is good for me to study well.

Now Ji Lang's dream of a big bed is shattered, and he couldn't help struggling: "I don't do my homework, I just want a big bed."

Damn Yang Manhe: "Protesting is invalid."

Ji Lang glared at me with his eyeballs.

I ignored him to get out my schoolbag, and then put a table of papers, I wrote on my forehead: I let you see, the first grader still has the confidence to ask for a study desk.

In the end, the small bedroom became a decoration. There was a wardrobe and a sofa in it. Now Ji Lang's clothes were piled up on it, without stacking them.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have cleaned it up. Ji Lang didn't care at all. This guy is dirtier than anyone else, so he has no right to despise me.

Sitting on his bed, which was fifty centimeters narrower, he looked around with critical eyes, making "tsk tsk tsk" sounds from time to time.

I can hear it, it's disgusting.

But there is no way, if he really dislikes this place, he has to find a house to live in.

Anyway, I am determined to stick here.

Yang Manhe saw that I was going to do my homework, so he immediately took Ji Lang's schoolbag and put it on the table for him, "Quick, you can learn too, if you don't know it, ask Hao Yu, I'll go to the nearby supermarket and see if there are any." What to buy."

Ji Lang looked confused, "School doesn't start until tomorrow, what homework should I do today?"

Yang Manhe: "Why don't you wait until the day of the college entrance examination to go to school?"

I think the two mother and son are actually very interesting, and the bickering is also very warm. It would be great if Ji Lang could be cuter.

it's a pity.

It's a shitty thing.

Yang Manhe went to the supermarket because he saw that the relationship between the two of us was not very harmonious, and wanted to give us time to be alone.

Such a good mother, it's a pity that the son is Ji Lang.

The belligerent nature of boys can easily lead to their extreme enthusiasm. I am like this, and this is especially true for guys like Ji Lang who can't speak three sentences and just want to fight.

I'm still studying well, so I definitely won't be able to stand his virtue, but good students also have commonalities and can bear it. Maybe after getting along for a long time, I can treat him as nothing.

hope so.

Regardless of what kind of person Ji Lang is, he is luckier than others to be able to share a bedroom with the first grader. I really envy him.

Yang Manhe went shopping in the supermarket for a long time, and when he came back, he bought a lot of snacks for me to eat, probably because he wanted to help Ji Lang increase his favorability.

Ji Lang's mother was worried about him, so I saw Ji Lang sitting across from me like a dog, playing with his mobile phone and playing with his mobile phone, and he made several mistakes in a row.

Very irritable, bit the bullet and finished half of the homework.

Ji Lang has been lying on the table playing with his mobile phone, raising his eyes to look at me from time to time.

I pretended not to see it.

After I finished writing politics, I was about to start writing the history paper, when suddenly a bright light dazzled my eyes, followed by two "clicks" and "clicks".

He even secretly photographed me.

Not really, it’s quite aboveboard, but without my consent.

I looked up at him, expression: puzzled, slightly angry.

Ji Lang didn't give any explanation, just took the phone back as if nothing happened, lowered his head and tapped the buttons.

I tried to calm myself down a bit: "Can you delete the photo?"