After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

He heard what some boys said on the court.

He finds this kind of boy's so-called nasty joke ridiculous.

Malicious, so cheap that there is no bottom line.

So Qilin pushed Zang Qishan away and changed to another place, looking for Qingjing.

Liang Shuxing's eyes were fixed on the screen.

Recently, he has been watching Liang Shuxing more closely. What he has been ignoring before has become clearer in this life.

"What are you doing?"

Qi Lin had an extra hand on his shoulder, and his voice was as soft as his body.

He turned his head sideways, saw the details on his hand, and looked up along this arm.

In summer, girls don't wear much clothes, but they thicken the hot wind. This wind flows around from nowhere, and when it reaches Qilin's nose, it mixes into a unique lightness.

The girl smiled, and was very interested in the content on Qilin's phone, "Boys also visit shopping websites?"

Her voice seemed curious, "What to buy?"

Qi Lin didn't know her well when she first arrived in Class [-], but she still had a vague impression.

I still remember that on the day she got married in her previous life, she followed suit.

In any school, there is always a comparison of faces, so he can recognize that the best-looking one in the fourth class is called Ji Hanshu.

People are as literary and temperamental as their names.

"Just take a look," Qi Lin took a step back, and the other party took a seat on the steps.

The girls of Chengyu Middle School have skirts in their school uniforms, and they can also change into short skirts with safety pants in physical education class.

So when someone sat down, the fluffy pleated skirt on the two white legs also lay quietly on top.

The visual enjoyment brought by a gust of wind is a secret that many boys want to spy on.

"Is there something wrong?" Qi Lin's attitude was flat, and he didn't have much reaction to Ji Hanshu's slightly intimate behavior.

Ji Hanshu still smiled at him, "I'm the class committee member, and you're a new classmate. The teacher asked me to take you with me more, and you can ask me if you don't understand anything in your studies."

Qi Lin turned off the phone screen and looked up at her.

Ji Hanshu tilted his head and stretched out his hands to tuck back the broken hair behind his ears, "Do you like singing?"

Qilin guessed that she had seen the microphone and samson condenser mic she was looking at just now, so she generously admitted, "A little bit."

"What?" Qi Lin was disturbed, his brows were uncontrollably twisted together.

"I also like it very much. Do you sing or not after school?" Ji Hanshu stared at Qilin, his eyes glowing brightly, "It just so happened that after school a few classmates made an appointment, and there was a family friend next to the school gate. shop, we go often.”

"Oh, and," Ji Hanshu seemed to be thinking of something, "I have a show at the opening party of the first year of high school, do you want to work together?"

Qilin didn't say anything.

Taking advantage of this gap, the teacher over there has already started to whistle, "Assemble."

Qi Lin stood up and glanced at the school gate, "Next time."

Ji Hanshu followed two steps behind, and stood there looking at Qi Lin's back without blinking his eyes.

Qilin happened to pass by and saw Zang Nandu's SUV parked in front of the school.

He exchanged a glance with Zang Nandu in the car.

The students entered the changing room one after another, especially the boys, who were sweating all over their bodies, giggling and shoving their clothes into the closet. Qi Lin walked around the group of people gently. His clothes were on the opposite side, because the closets were originally numbered. Well, his one happened to be on the bottom floor. He sat on the public chair in the middle, bent over to open the door, and heard the boys outside laughing and shoving towards him.

"Yo, Qilin, what's wrong with your ass?"

"This color is okay, don't eat ice when you come to Auntie."

Qi Lin raised his head and saw the same group of people who were playing the basketball just now. He glanced at the mirror behind him and knew the tricks of this group of people.

His gym shorts were stained red.

Smells like paint.

The boys seemed to be out of restraint, leaning against the door one by one to watch the excitement, because the noise was too loud, the girls in the opposite room who had finished changing clothes came to the door and started to look in when they heard the movement, "What are you doing?"

One of them yawned, "Qilin here may want to ask you, how does it feel to be a big aunt hahaha——"

"Why don't you come in and have a look?"

When Qilin squatted down just now, he found that his cabinet had been touched, until he saw the scarlet paint inside.

I can't wear any of them.

A few boys poked their heads out and found that the girls who had gathered at the door just now were silent. They looked out of pure curiosity, "I'm serious, why don't you come in and take a look?"

"can."

After an abrupt male voice, a person came in sideways.

The height crush made the boy at the door step back, "Who are you?"

It seemed that the person continued to move forward, and he asked again, "No, who are you?" The boy took two steps back, seeing that something was wrong.

Even a man would envy the plain muscle texture inside the suit.

Out of fear and not wanting to lose face in front of the girls outside, he boldly took a step forward, "Let me tell you, I've seen a lot of people like you in a legal society now, and our teacher is outside, if you go any further -"

He babbled a lot by himself, but the other party didn't pay attention at all.

Go straight to Qilin.

"Zang Qishan isn't there?" Zang Nandu stood in front of Qilin and looked around.

"Stand up," Zang Nandu said to Qi Lin, took off his coat and bent slightly to put a layer on Qi Lin's pure white loose T-shirt.

Zang Nandu pulled up the sleeve of his shirt, turned around and asked, "You let me in to see this?"

The boy couldn't figure out Zang Nandu's temper, and his tone was a little weaker than before, "Look what's wrong, Qilin looks like a girl, it's not strange to come here, right?"

Zang Nandu put his arm around Qilin's shoulder, and he leaned closer, "Do you know my car?"

"Well," Qi Lin nodded, he pulled the sleeves on both sides of the clothes with his hands, and raised his head slightly.

"Here is the key," Zang Nandu pulled out his palm after finishing speaking, and put the car key into Qilin's hand, "wait for me in the car."

"Brother," Qi Lin opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Zang Nandu, who responded with a gentle, "Good boy."

Zang Nandu reached out and rubbed Qi Lin's head.

Just after exercising, the child's head is a little wet.

"The air conditioner in the car is off, so you can sweat less," Zang Nandu said, pushing Qi Lin's shoulder to send him away.

After Qilin left, Zang Nandu turned around, and said to the boy who spoke just now,

"According to your logic, you are a man,"

"It's normal to have a little blood on your body."

In the end, the sound was terrifyingly deep,

"I understand that, right?"

Qi Lin got into the car and waited. The timidity on Zang Nandu's face just now disappeared, replaced by an uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth. Later, he began to practice facial expressions on the phone screen.

The smell of the other party was all over his body, the paint behind Qi Lin was not dry, and it was a bit inconvenient to get in the car, so he pulled the pungent and damp boxer underwear by himself in the co-pilot.

Then put Zang Nandu's suit jacket on it, and then he started to brew his emotions.

Because now I am very, very special and want to laugh.

He didn't even need to open the wardrobe door to know there was paint inside.

The smell was strong, and he originally wanted to leave, but seeing Zang Nandu, he changed his mind.

When his face was a little stiff, he hooked his neckline to sweat off the sweat, then leaned half his arm on the car window, looking in the direction of the playground, and waited for 10 minutes before Zang Nandu came out.

Zang Nandu opened the car door and saw the child with his head bowed, silent, sitting obediently with his coat in his arms, and got into the driver's seat by himself, "I'll take you home."

"Can I go to your house?" Qi Lin raised his head, stretched out his hand and tugged at one of Zang Nandu's sleeves, "There is no one in my house."

Zang Nandu also heard from the elders in the family that Qilin’s family is special, the family members are romantic by nature, and they reorganized the family. Mother Lin stayed with her all the time, and the husband and wife had a good relationship, but they left the child at home with their grandmother.

If memory serves me correctly, the old man has been dead for several years.

The two never had any more children.

Therefore, when Zang Nandu himself was in college, he could see Qi Lin going to elementary school alone with his schoolbag on his back.

So my impression of him is that he is a very good kid with a schoolbag on his back.

If you are good, you should be bullied.

This is not right in the first place.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Zang Nandu got into the car without moving, turned around, "lift up."

Qi Lin was taken aback, "Huh?"

"Legs," Zang Nandu turned sideways and turned Qi Lin's body to the side.

Qi Lin was dragged forward by Zang Nandu, he subconsciously took it back, "No need."

"The paint won't come off easily," Zang Nandu pressed Qilin's hand, "Let me see."

Qi Lin put on a pair of underwear.

three pointed.

So I didn't move, raised my head even lower, and finally didn't even dare to make a sound.

I forgot about the air conditioner in the car, and no one remembered it twice when I got up, so the air in the car is now stronger than the outside, hot and humid.

Qilin was sweating, his legs slipped against his knees, and then he felt his ankles being pulled up slightly.

His breathing became irregular.

Going all the way down the fire, Qi Lin put an arm on his face.

Eyelids are hot.

shame.

"Wipe it yourself," Zang Nandu probed with his fingers, "the color is light and easy to apply."

The touch is equally warm.

"I'll do it myself," Qi Lin's voice was never so hoarse.

Because the paint was on the inside, Qilin's movements were relatively large. Zang Nandu started the car and tried not to look away.

The red knees that broke in from the corners of his eyes from time to time, Zang Nandu couldn't help smoking for the first time in the car.

This time he didn't ask, and went out with one arm crossed, and when he got home, he didn't even look at Qilin.

impatient.

"You are familiar with the room, clean it up yourself," Zang Nandu went to the balcony with Qi Lin on his back, "after washing, go to bed by yourself."

Qilin nodded and went into the bathroom.

In Zang Nandu's car, he had almost wiped off the excess paint on his body. His skin was red from his rubbing, and it still hurt a little after being soaked in hot water. bubbles.

Qi Lin secretly observed it when he was in the car.

Zang Nandu's ears turned red.

Qilin took a bath for a while, and when he heard some movement outside, he leaned against the door and listened for a while.

"Brother Zang, don't blame me for coming without saying hello. The main reason is that you are busy recently, so I came to try my luck because I was afraid of disturbing you."

The voice is Liang Shuxing.

With the corner of Qilin's mouth curled up, he stood up from the bathtub and propped one leg on the edge of the tile.

I scratched the base of the thigh with my fingers a few times.

A string of red marks immediately appeared on it.

Then he pulled the towel, loosely tied it loosely,

He leaned sideways, leaning on the bathroom door, poking his head out half of his face, with innocent eyes,

"Brother, can you sleep now?"