Spicy crayfish

!I'm going to be hugged to death by you! ! ! "

"Fuck! Slip of the tongue! I'm going to be burned to death by you!!"

"Get up!! The sun is drying my ass!!!"

"I'm starving to death!!!"

Jing Jiang finally opened his eyes faintly under his desperate way of calling/bed, with a blank expression on his face.

Qin Huai: "Go cook! I'm hungry!"

Jing Jiang pinched the back of his neck and propped up his upper body: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

yeah?So easy to solve?Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, but quickly said: "Just get something light. I drank alcohol last night and felt sick to my stomach."

"Okay," Jing Jiang nodded, and went straight to the kitchen without even changing his pajamas.

Qin Huai continued to lie paralyzed on the bed with an expression of "I am the master".

He liked to stay in bed since he was a child, especially when there was an old mother who often dried the quilt at home (my mother is from the south, the air is humid, as long as there is a good sun, she can't help but hold the quilt out to dry, so the family is often One day for a small sun, two days for a big sun, one week to visit the door, one month to mobilize the sun), he would be drunk in the bed every morning, until Qin's father rushed into his room with his water pipe, he could A carp straightened up and rushed towards Qin's mother's protection area.

After Jing Jiang left, the bed became cooler and more comfortable. Qin Huai nestled in it, as if he was going to sleep again, completely forgetting that he was still in dire straits and desperately trying to get up a few minutes ago.

It seems that in the future, others will have a good way to wake themselves up. Once they warm up under the quilt, they will cry and want to get up.

While digging a hole for himself, Qin Huai happily jumped down.

Life is really beautiful, you can't hold yourself back, it's not good.

Qin Huai took out his mobile phone and replied a text message to Shan Changbai.

"What time."

The author has something to say: the one who holds my girl!flower!Sedan!superior!flower!Sedan!Sedan sedan chair! ! ! ! ! !

☆, Changbai Mountain feels a bit cold

Jing Jiang brought out a bowl of porridge from the kitchen, Qin Huai leaned halfway on the pillow, took the porridge from Jing Jiang's hand like an old man, looked down, it was still a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.

"Where did you get these ingredients?" Qin Huai asked wonderingly, he had wandered around the kitchen, but he really couldn't see where there could be room for Jingjiang's endlessly emerging ingredients.

"bought."

What a simple and rude answer, Qin Huai half leaned on the pillow and began to drink porridge, took a sip comfortably and let out a long breath.

Jing Jiang was sitting next to him, flipping through a book in his hand, Qin Huai glanced sideways, and found that it was a math note, Qin Huai's alarm clock flashed a large piece of mathematical principles and problem solving that he could not use by rote memorization when he was in school method, suddenly his scalp went numb, and he turned his eyes away.

After finishing the porridge, Qin Huai poked his legs out from under the blanket and poked Jing Jiang's back. Jing Jiang turned his head and said, "I'm done eating, here's the bowl for you."

Jing Jiang took it and sent it to the kitchen. Not long after, there was the expected sound of scrubbing in the kitchen.

Qin Huai was so leisurely that he was about to die of pleasure, but suddenly, something made him unable to enjoy himself.

"Jingjiang—Jingjiang—!!" Qin Huai waited for Jingjiang for a while and saw that he hadn't come back to serve him, and immediately howled at the top of his voice.

Jing Jiang's voice came from the kitchen: "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to wash the sheets! I don't want to wash the quilt cover!" Qin Huai closed his eyes and screamed.

Jing Jiang: "..."

Jing Jiang put the washed pots and bowls into the disinfection cabinet, washed his hands and went back to the bedroom.

Qin Huai was sitting on the bed, looking at him with bright eyes.

Jing Jiang: "...Clean up your own things by yourself."

Qin Huai immediately got back under the covers: "No, I didn't make it dirty."

"That's not what I dirty."

"It's also your fault. You see, you could have thrown them on the sofa, but you insisted on throwing them on my bed without my consent. It's not your fault, whose fault it is," Qin Huai gave full play to his status as a With the quality that a Chinese teacher should have, a head emerged from the bed and condemned Jingjiang righteously: "I won't wash it, you go wash it."

Jing Jiang narrowed his eyes, and his expression was a bit grim, Qin Huai was stunned immediately, what's going on, it seems that he has gone too far.

Qin Huai immediately became embarrassed, what should I do, I accidentally became self-righteous, and now I am going to be ridiculed, Jing is merciless, ruthless and choking.

But I didn't expect that Jing Jiang just looked at him like that, and said after a while: "Okay, I'll wash the sheets for you."

Qin Huai scratched his hair in embarrassment, his face turned red: "No need, I was just joking with you, don't worry about it."

After saying this, Qin Huai felt that the extremely comfortable quilt was like pins and needles, which made him restless, and immediately wanted to find a reason to escape from here.

"I, I'm going back to my room... My day!"

Jing Jiang rushed forward and forced Qin Huai back on the bed. A pair of dark pupils full of intimidation stared at Qin Huai. Abandoned weapons and surrendered.

Qin Huai put his hands next to his ears, and Jing Jiang pressed his wrists one by one, and the distance between them was only between their breaths.

Qin Huai was taken aback by Jing Jiang's sudden attack, but then he slowly regained his senses. Seeing the ambiguous posture between the two, he immediately turned his face away in shame, his nose lightly brushed Jing Jiang's breath, It made him shudder.

"...Jing...uh, Comrade Jing, get off of me," Qin Huai struggled slightly.

Jing Jiang let go of his hand, and Qin Huai immediately looked at him gratefully——Jing Jiang raised his hand and slapped him lightly on the side of the buttock.

Qin Huai trembled all over, stiffened suddenly, his face flushed blood red, and after a long time, facing Jing Jiang's dark pupils, he stammered out a sentence: "You...you want...why...you...you Why did you hit me..."

Jing Jiang ignored him, bent down, lowered his head, and put his teeth close to Qin Huai's throat. Qin Huai felt a hot air flow towards his fragile throat, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Jing Jiang opened his mouth, and bit Qin Huai's wriggling Adam's apple, with a little bit of strength, grinding his flesh and blood finely.

Qin Huai's breathing stopped suddenly, and then he gasped heavily. He wanted to raise his hand to push Jing Jiang away, but his whole body seemed to be exhausted, unable to move at all.

"Jing...Jingjiang...let me go," Qin Huai's voice was filled with panic, but there was still reason and composure.

When Jing Jiang heard what he said, his Adam's apple was still biting in his mouth. Jing Jiang let go of his mouth, raised his upper body, and looked down at Qin Huai who was lying on his bed with the ferocious eyes full of oppression when they first met. , After a while, he said: "Let go."

Qin Huai almost didn't bring it up immediately: "What do you want if you don't let go?!!! What kind of crazy are you! I told you that I was joking with you! I'm going to wash the sheets myself!! Yes Are you such a stingy person!??"

Jing Jiang reached out and patted Qin Huai's forehead, his expression softened a bit: "Fall asleep here, I'll clean up your room."

Qin Huai was taken aback, Jing Jiang got up and left the bedroom.

... What, what?

In the evening, Shan Changbai got up from the extravagant and wasted big bed in the hotel, rubbed his temples that were about to explode: "Oh, if I knew it, I wouldn't mess with that pile of wine, my head hurts like hell."

Shan Changbai kneaded for a while before getting off the bed, wearing thin pajamas and walking to the French windows, looking at the beautiful sunset in the distance, if someone was behind him, he would probably be able to see the beautiful scenery of the sunset, the city and people.

After a long while, Shan Changbai suddenly trembled all over like an epileptic fit, then jumped back on the bed three times, and quickly got into the bed: "I'm freezing, freezing, freezing to death lol lol lol."

He was epileptic and insane in bed for a while, before slowly calming down, he reached out and grabbed the phone by the bedside, quickly turned it on, unlocked it, and opened the text message interface.

"How was tonight?"

This was sent by Shan Changbai, but since noon until now, the other party has not replied, but he is not disappointed at all, still staring at the screen of the phone.

After a while, he suddenly said a word: "Oh, Huai Huai, I'll just watch it for a while and turn off the phone immediately."

But after he finished speaking, he turned his head suddenly, and there was no one behind him. The person in his heart has become a person that can only be possessed in his heart a long time ago.

Shan Changbai kept turning his head with a blank expression, and after a long while, he slowly turned around, as if there was that person beside him, gently stretched out his arms to hug him, and closed his tired eyes.

A carp in Qinhuai jumped up from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, with a quilt wrapped around his head and a quilt covering his mouth, staring at Jingjiang vigilantly.

Jing Jiang held his toothbrush indifferently, pointed at Qin Huai with the attitude of leading the army to break through the opponent's tens of thousands of cavalry, and said in a cold tone, "Go and brush your teeth."

"Hey," Qin Huai squinted his eyes with a smile, and replied firmly, "No."

A fierce tiger in Jingjiang rushed towards Qin Huai. Qin Huai let out a scream and fell down from the end of the bed.

Jing Jiang sat on the edge of the bed, took a toothbrush and patted Qin Huai's face in a humiliating way: "Go brush your teeth, I haven't brushed my teeth all day, and I drank alcohol last night."

"I'm going to bed right now, what kind of brush is it?" Qin Huai's eyes were sore with physiological tears, and he rubbed his head with a pitiful face and muttered: "Will it be different tomorrow?"

Jing Jiang's hand holding the toothbrush tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again. After a while, he sighed and handed the toothbrush to Qin Huai: "Okay, if you don't want to brush it, just don't brush it. Go back to sleep tonight."

"What!?" Qin Huai roared in shock: "My room smells of alcohol, and the blanket smells of alcohol, how can I sleep!"

"You hate the smell of alcohol, and so do I. Not only does your mouth smell like alcohol, but it also smells bad. If you don't brush your teeth, don't even think about getting into my bed." Jing Jiang picked up Qin Huai's collar like a chicken to carry him out.

When Qin Huai thought of his bedroom that lost his dignity because of the three bastards, he felt a great sense of despair welling up in his heart, and immediately lost his dignity, he immediately squeezed his toothbrush and said repeatedly: "I'll brush it right now. , I'll just brush, I not only brush my teeth, I also take a shower and wash my hair, let me go to your bed!"

After Qin Huai finished speaking, he wanted to commit suicide.

Jing Jiang looked calm: "Okay, go brush your teeth and take a shower, I'll make the bed and wait for you to come."

Qin Huai immediately rushed into the bathroom with a face like shit, while hypnotizing Jing Jiang's scum in his heart to serve him like a little daughter-in-law, while working hard to climb Jing Jiang's bed.

There was a rush of hands and feet, and the army was in chaos. Hundreds of thousands of cavalry stepped on them. Qin Huai got into the bed with the chicken coop that had been blown into a mess by the blower. Jing Jiang slept next to him with a blank expression on his face.

"Tell me something?" Qin Huai stared at the ceiling, looking for nothing to say.

"……say what."

"Uh..." Qin Huai was at a loss for words, he thought for a while, and asked, "Oh, that's right! I almost forgot to ask you, why do I always feel like I've forgotten something in my heart, last night...why What's the matter?"

"what?"

Qin Huai turned around, lay on his side facing Jingjiang, and asked with a puzzled look: "I mean, I was clearly drunk at the KTV last night, could it be that the KTV attendant used my mobile phone to call you? No, I can't unlock my phone with my fingerprint."

Jing Jiang thought for a while: "I happened to be there at the time..."

"What?" Qin Huai asked in disbelief: "Who did you fool around with? You still go to that kind of place! Didn't you say to see your teacher? You still make excuses!"

Jing Jiang glanced at him, did not ask him the question in his tone, and replied: "Oh."

"You, what, you! Who did you learn from!" Qin Huai pulled his hair frantically, "Say it! Why did you go there! Who did you go with!?"

Jing Jiang immediately furrowed his brows tightly, and then slowly loosened them, completing the expression mutation from scowling to smiling.

Qin Huai: "..."

Jing Jiang said calmly: "Before you ask me, let me tell you about yourself first. Who did you hang out with again, and you were so drunk that I asked me to carry you home."

Qin Huai choked suddenly.

Jing Jiang turned his face slightly to the side, hiding the faint complacency and smile on his face where Qin Huai couldn't see it.

However, Qin Huai only hesitated for a moment, then moved in the direction of Jingjiang, and explained to him seriously: "I went with Fa Xiao, and I happened to bring food from their home, and I drank and ate when I sang. I don’t know who bought a bottle of white, and I got drunk when the wine was mixed together, and then I don’t know how the waiter called you, or how you saw me, if I knew it would be troublesome If you resist the four of us, I will definitely call my parents."

Jing Jiang raised the corner of his mouth, smiled lightly and said, "Oh."

"Oh, you're paralyzed—oh you!" Qin Huai's native dialect flew out, and he kicked Jing Jiang with his hoof. Jing Jiang grabbed his leg and squeezed it hard. Qin Huai immediately yelled .

Jing Jiang let go of his legs, closed his eyes to himself, and after a long while, he replied: "I work there."

"... Oh!" Qin Huai replied to him angrily, but after groping for a while, he suddenly woke up: My god!I'm going to work in a nightclub!

Qin Huai hurried to shake him, but Jing Jiang was as dead as dead and couldn't cry out, finally Qin Huai gave up out of breath, turned around, turned his back to Jing Jiang and closed his eyes.

Scum!Qin Huai cursed secretly.

But while he was in a drowsy sleep, he thought, I seem to have forgotten something... What is it?

"Ahh-!"

Shan Changbai sneezed, staring pitifully at the mobile phone in his hand that hadn't responded to any messages, his hands were freezing outside the bed all the time, and looking at it under the bed was boring.

Shan Changbai pouted aggrievedly, and continued to stare at the screen...

The author has something to say: Jingjiang is his own, don’t play with them~ hehe ╭(╯^╰)╮

☆、Cake from ex-boyfriend

The leisurely weekend is just spent in bed...

Qin Huai opened his eyes full of confusion and confusion, and it took half a minute to realize that he was still sleeping in Jingjiang's room.

He turned his head, and there was no one around him. He listened carefully again, and sure enough, there was the sound of cooking from the kitchen.

Qin Huai stretched his twisted waist, got up from the bed, and went back to his room to change clothes.

I'm going to work today.

Jing Jiang brought the omelet to the dining table, and put two glasses of green juice beside the plate.

Qin Huai sat down while straightening his collar, looked at the glass of strangely colored fruit juice, and couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

"Kiwi."

"Wow—" Qin Huai's attitude changed immediately, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, seeming to like it.

Jing Jiang glanced at him, looking at the green juice thoughtfully.

Arriving at the school, Jing Jiang parted ways with him when he first arrived at the teaching building. Jing Jiang was going to watch the morning self-study in the class, while Qin Huai went back to the office and sat idle waiting for class.

"I'm leaving." Jing Jiang looked down at Qin Huai.

"..." Qin Huai rubbed his stiff face and waved to him, "Oh, goodbye."

For some reason, there was a strong cake smell in the office. Qin Huai smelled it as soon as he came in. He wrinkled his nose. He didn't particularly like sweet and greasy smells, but this smell whetted his appetite, which happened to be what he liked the taste of.

Qin Huai sat in his seat, unscrewed the teacup and took a sip of water, then turned his head to look at the source of the sweet and greasy fragrance.

A delicately packaged cake box was placed on the Baihu table. The familiar patterns and ribbon styles on it made the corners of Qin Huai's eyes twitch. Baihu hadn't arrived yet, and the other teachers didn't know who sent it.

He walked over and picked up the card on it, which read: Huaihuai, I made it myself, and I gave it to you.

…………

Qin Huai clenched the piece of paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

Baihu pushed the door open and entered, and was taken aback when he saw the cake on his table.

"Eh? This... Who gave it to you?" Bai Hu put his eyes on Qin Huai who was standing beside his seat.

Qin Huai paused, and replied without changing expression: "I don't know, I just came to see, I'm hungry."

Bai Hu scratched his hair, put down the things in his hands, and unpacked them with Qin Huai.

It's a square piece of chocolate cake, piled high with fruit and chopped chocolate, exuding a tempting aroma and color, especially the kiwi, which looks very tempting.

Baihu and Qin Huai swallowed at the same time, Baihu stroked his chin and smiled triumphantly: "Qin Xiaotian, do you want me to eat together?"

"Yes, Master Bai will give you a small piece." Qin Huai nodded respectfully, and Bai Hu smiled evilly, and the two divided up the cake, and the piece of paper that was destroyed has long been forgotten.

After Qin Huai finished eating the cake, he licked his lips contentedly, and finally remembered another thing he forgot last night: he didn't reply to Shan Changbai's text message.

But now that he thinks about it, he doesn't want to reply, because he doesn't want to meet him so soon, especially when his tantrum has not subsided, he is afraid of meeting Shan Changbai, so he can only The end of one person and one corpse.

Qin Huai sighed, and decided to pretend that he didn't see the text message. As for the piece of cake, hehe, he just took a few bites.

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"Morning self-study is for reading, don't chat casually," Jing Jiang glanced expressionlessly at the students who had been chattering for a long time since the preparatory bell rang. The students immediately looked up, glanced at him, and replied in unison: " Okay, Teacher Jing!" After answering, they set up their textbooks and divided themselves into two groups: those who read with books, and those who do not read with books.

Jing Jiang was satisfied when he saw that at least one person in the class was studying. He took a cigarette from his pocket and put it back. He went out of the classroom and leaned against the window of the corridor to take it out again. with.

He stared out the window, thinking about all this nonsense.

Jing Jiang is a person who habitually protects himself first. This sentence means that no matter what he does, he has a purpose, and there is only one purpose for him, which is for himself.

But this is just a habit he has developed since he was a child. The changes in his living conditions after he grew up made him constantly change himself to adapt and make himself closer to the thinking and behavior habits of most people. However, this process is slow and difficult. It's as difficult as forcing an autistic child to make friends widely.

So Jingjiang always keeps a straight face, observing the people around him silently, trying to find someone who is worthy of his best efforts. It may be a bit girlish to say this, but to put it another way, it is to find someone who can make him consider He thought about his own people again, this was the advice Jingjiang's teacher gave him.

"Can you stop making yourself feel like you have been abandoned by the world all day long?" Jing Jiang's teacher lay on the hospital bed and stuffed a mouthful of liqueur chocolate into his mouth, "Go and make friends with others, or you will always be so lifeless If I go down, I won’t even be able to get a wife, and maybe I won’t even be able to get married.” Jing Jiang’s teacher drank the low-quality wine in the wine chocolate in one gulp, then let out a smirk at Jing Jiang.

Jing Jiang: "..."

Teacher: "Go beg for a wife! Young man Jing!"

Jing Jiang: "...Oh."

Teacher: "Bahahahahahahaha!!"

Jing Jiang rubbed the center of his brows, leaned against the wall with a sullen face, his pupils were dark, and he stared in an unknown direction, while all kinds of dense thoughts shuttled through his mind, and when all these thoughts were summed up, there were only two sharp and decisive ones left. The word: Qinhuai.

"Jingjiang—" Qin Huai reached out and poked Jingjiang's arm, and Jingjiang suddenly turned to look at him.

"Fuck, you turned your head so sharply..." Qin Huai was taken aback.

Jing Jiang looked at his refined but perpetually perverted face, and couldn't help but take a step closer, and then a step closer, shortening the distance to just enough to feel the temperature on Qin Huai's body, but not too close to him. .

A smell belonging to Qin Huai soaked into the heart and spleen, it was a male, refreshing but sweet smell that made Jing Jiang feel greasy, Jing Jiang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and put his forehead on Qin Huai's hair obediently.

Qin Huai was startled and slapped Jing Jiang's head away.

"What are you doing!?" Qin Huai looked around furtively, making sure that no one noticed this place, so he lowered his voice and yelled at Jingjiang, "Are you having a convulsion?"

"No," Jing Jiang denied expressionlessly.

"Then why are you sticking to my head? To show off your height?" Qin Huai folded his hands and looked at him with a bad expression.

Jing Jiang looked at him indifferently, the two looked at each other for a long time, and he said, "...I want to bite you."

…………

……What?Qin Huai stared.

"I want to bite your throat..." Jing Jiang repeated in a low voice, stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Huai's wriggling Adam's apple, and rubbed it gently.

Qin Huai immediately recalled the hooligan played in Jingjiang yesterday. Considering his face, he pretended nothing happened and let it drift away with the wind. However, thinking about it still made Qin Huai's face immediately heat up.

Jing Jiang's rough hands kneaded Qin Huai's neck back and forth, the touch made Qin Huai tremble all over, and his face became brighter.

After a while, the class bell interrupted the charming atmosphere. Qin Huai woke up suddenly, slapped Jing Jiang's hand off, and looked left and right. Fortunately, this is a corridor, and no one could see it, otherwise there would be some strange rumors spreading .

Jing Jiang touched Qin Huai's red hand, but said nothing.

...oh, wife.

"I'm going to class, don't just stand here stupidly," Qin Huai gave Jing Jiang a squinting look, "Last time I had the nerve to say that I was in a daze, and I still had a cigarette in my mouth, pretending to be aggressive you," Qin Huai snapped two fingers He grabbed the cigarette out of Jingjiang's mouth and threw it in the trash can beside him.

Jing Jiang reached out and quickly grabbed Qin Huai's wrist, and pulled his hand over before he could pierce his pocket again.

Qin Huai was startled: "What kind of moth did you come up with!?"

Jingjiang ignored him, pulled his hand in front of her, and pressed the tip of his nose against his fingertips. The cold touch made Jingjiang's nerves tremble, and the faint smell of tobacco made Jingjiang feel dizzy like poisoning.

After a long while, Jing Jiang let go of Qin Huai's hand under Qin Huai's murderous gaze. Qin Huai immediately put his hand in his pocket, murmured "crazy" to him, and turned to go to class.

Jing Jiang reached out and touched the tip of his nose. After a while, he laughed like an idiot, then took out his mobile phone to look at today's schedule, and hurried back to his classroom in a few strides.

At noon, Jing Jiang half leaned on the back of the chair, exhaled slowly, and looked up at the ceiling.

Heng Duanshan pushed his glasses calmly behind him: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Preparing to go," Jing Jiang lowered his head, cleaned up the table, and was about to go out when Teacher Heng suddenly stopped him.

"Don't go, I want to ask you a few things," Teacher Heng took out his phone from his pocket and shook it at him, Jing Jiang leaned over and saw a photo on his screen.

"Do you think you know this man?"

Jing Jiang took a closer look. The photo showed a handsome man with a refined temperament on his brows, which was similar to Qin Huai's gentlemanly temperament, but lacking Qin Huai's unstoppable gangster spirit, the man smiled as if he had met the top man. It’s just a happy day, but it looks like a candid shot from the angle, and the background is still on campus.

Jing Jiang frowned and shook his head: "I don't know, where did you get the photo from?"

"It was a sneak shot," Teacher Heng replied calmly. "He is not a school teacher at first glance. For the future of the school and the safety of the students, I choose to keep his first-hand video data."

Jing Jiang: "..."

"Did you take pictures of him for me to see?"

"En!" Teacher Heng nodded vigorously, "On the one hand, it's because you are the bodyguard appointed by the principal, and on the other hand, it's because!" Teacher Heng's tone was serious, and Jing Jiang looked at him, "This man asked me Which office is Teacher Qin in!"

"..." Jing Jiang was silent for a while, and did not answer Mr. Heng's words.

Teacher Heng gave Jingjiang a serious analysis of himself: "Based on my keen intuition in this complicated secular world, visiting all kinds of human nature full of desires, although this person seems to have a pure heart, but... BALABALA..."

Jing Jiang automatically lost his mind until Mr. Heng got to the point and then automatically returned to his mind.

"This person has an extraordinary relationship with Teacher Qin!" Teacher Heng finally concluded.

Jing Jiang: "...Oh."

"Oh what—oh!" Teacher Heng slapped the table vigorously, "At this time, you need to use your calm judgment and decisiveness! Find a way to defeat him and protect Teacher Qin!"

"...Ah?" Qin Huai's dull voice came from the door of the office.

Jing Jiang glanced back at him abruptly, startling Qin Huai, then turned around abruptly, grabbed Teacher Heng who was about to rush forward to express his concern to Qin Huai, and threw him back on his seat , and then warned him in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, I will..." Jing Jiang struggled for a long time, and then promised as if someone had a knife on his neck: "I will find a way."

Teacher Heng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to the two of them: "I wish you a life full of lofty beliefs and pursuits~ Farewell~"

Jing Jiang dragged Qin Huai, who had been "shocked by Heng's family" twice, quickly out of the office, and out of the school over the wall.

Well, what is the best way to think of it? While Jing Jiang was absent-mindedly perfunctory with this question, he was concentrating on thinking where it would be better to take Qin Huai for dinner at noon.

Qin Huai, on the other hand, was playing with his mobile phone and stopped looking at the road. He was led by Jing Jiang, and would tell Jing Jiang what he wanted to eat when he thought of it.

"...Hot pot?" Jing Jiang turned around.

"Ah?" Qin Huai looked up from the phone.

"There are soups, vegetables, chicken, duck, fish, wine, spicy, light, and delicious. Isn't it the mandarin duck pot?" Jing Jiang said expressionlessly.

Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly: "I said that as soon as I said it, you can eat whatever you say."

Jing Jiang sighed: "Let's go home and cook hot pot."

"Really, you know how to do it, can you make it in time?" Qin Huai was a little happy, he really wanted to eat hot pot.

"It's too late, go buy hot pot ingredients now, just climb over the wall and come in in the afternoon," Jing Jiang counted the time, and couldn't be more satisfied.

So the two happily went to the supermarket together.

But before he had gone far, he was stopped halfway.

Jing Jiang raised his eyes and saw that this was the man in Hengduanshan's mobile phone.

The man smiled at the two of them, his eyes wandered to Jingjiang holding Qin Huai's hand: "Huaihuai, have you received my cake?"

The author has something to say: Qin Huai, a capitalized kiwi idiot, is in a state of confusion

Jingjiang resorted to the second killer, hot pot

So Qin Huai resolutely betrayed the cake and fled to the hot pot.

[The author is preparing for the exam recently, so the update is a bit slow, please forgive me (*￣3)(ε￣*)

After the exam, it will resume normal update~

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☆、What is the relationship between that person and you?

Qin Huai turned his eyes to other places with a blank expression, and after a long while, he spit out a sentence: "What the hell?"

Shan Changbai's expression was gloomy for a moment, but immediately returned to the original expression: "Didn't you receive it? Then I'll make you another..."

"No need." Qin Huai interrupted Shan Changbai's words expressionlessly, refocused his wandering eyes, and met Shan Changbai's eyes, "I don't want it."

"..." Shan Changbai pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Then change something..."

Without waiting for Shan Changbai to finish speaking, Qin Huai pulled Jing Jiang's hand vigorously, turned around and left.

Jing Jiang didn't speak, and let himself be dragged by him. Jing Jiang didn't know what happened between the two, but judging from the situation, it didn't seem to be a good thing.

Jing Jiang glanced back, Shan Changbai had already followed, but Qin Huai walked towards the supermarket as if he hadn't seen anything.

Jing Jiang thought for a while, and thought it would be better to talk to Qin Huai about something, so he asked him, "What do you like to cook in the hot pot?"

"Ah?" Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Jingjiang.

Jingjiang repeated it again.

Qin Huai stroked his chin, thought for a while, and replied, "Go to the supermarket and buy something. I like to eat everything."

"Okay," Jing Jiang nodded.

Just as he was talking, Qin Huai gradually slowed down, walked side by side with Jing Jiang, lowered his voice and asked in Jing Jiang's ear: "Be careful and look back, is that person still following us?"

Jing Jiang frowned: "What the hell is he..."

"Oh, you've asked so many questions, quickly look back!" Qin Huai gave him a sideways glance impatiently.

Jing Jiang sighed and turned his head to take a look.

"How is it? Are you leaving?" Qin Huai urged Jing Jiang in a low voice, Jing Jiang turned around and said to Qin Huai, "Let's go."

"Really? That's great!" Qin Huai exhaled heavily, and patted Jing Jiang's shoulder: "Thank you!"

"Then let's go buy materials quickly," Jing Jiang reached out and pushed Qin Huai's back lightly, making Qin Huai stagger.

"What are you doing!?" Qin Huai glared at him, Jing Jiang slightly curled his lips, and followed Qin Huai into the supermarket.

More than 20 minutes later, the two were standing downstairs in the apartment with big bags and small bags, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

"You put more spicy, and then you eat the non-spicy pot." Qin Huai stared at Jing Jiang seriously, and Jing Jiang replied without changing his face: "No, I want to eat spicy, otherwise there is no clear soup pot."

"I can't, I must have it! I must have a clear soup pot!" Qin Huai insisted, "But you can't eat spicy food!"

While doing Tai Chi with him, Jing Jiang kept an eye on the steps, and when he looked up, he saw a familiar face.

Jing Jiang pinched Qin, who was still desperately trying not to let him eat spicy food, and pointed to the person upstairs in front of the two's house.

Qin Huai's smiling expression froze for an instant, then broke and regrouped into a gloomy expression.

Shan Changbai stood in front of their apartment, looking at Qin Huai with a smile.

But before he could express anything, Qin Huai quickly threw the things in his hand to Jingjiang, pointed to the door of the house and told Jingjiang: "You go home first, I will talk to this person."

Jing Jiang looked at Qin Huai coldly: "What do you want to tell him?"

"Tell him...huh?" Qin Huai subconsciously caught Jingjiang's words, and was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Say...what?"

Jing Jiang held his forehead expressionlessly: "Please invite someone into the house to talk."

"What?! I don't want it!" Qin Huai immediately refused, "Why would you let this kind of person into my house? You go back, and I'll go home after talking to him."

"What do you want to tell him?" Jing Jiang asked again.

"Ah? Say..." Qin Huai was stunned again.

"If you have something to say, you can't enter the house to say," Jing Jiang said while opening the door with a key, and made a gesture of invitation to Shan Changbai, and Shan Changbai immediately went in happily.

Qin Huai had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush into the house, sat on the sofa angrily, while expressing the message to Shan Changbai with all body language to get out, while glaring at Jing Jiang viciously, killing people with his eyes.

Jing Jiang turned a blind eye to his gaze, went into the kitchen with large and small bags of raw materials, and closed the kitchen door, leaving Qin Huai and Shan Changbai alone in the living room.

Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that Jing Jiang was giving himself a private space. Qin Huai couldn't help but scolded someone Jing with a smile in his heart, and the anger that was originally full of anger subsided a lot.

Shan Changbai carefully sat down next to Qin Huai, Qin Huai turned his head and gave him a cold look, then moved to the side, Shan Changbai did not force, but looked at Qin Huai with a very happy expression.

"Huaihuai, you really became a teacher," Shan Changbai narrowed his eyes, showing a joyful expression from the bottom of his heart, and his tone was full of emotion.

Qin Huai lowered his eyes, as if he was also aroused by this sentence, he forgot to confront Shan Changbai for a while.

Shan Changbai slowly approached Qin Huai, wanting to reach out to touch him, but as soon as his fingers touched Qin Huai's clothes, he was forced back by his intense gaze for an instant.

Qinhuai was originally low