just stick to you

When I have free time, I spend my time practicing Taekwondo. How can I have any chance to meet a girl, and the relationship is good enough to take him to Su Muyuan's house for a party?

"Hey, I told you to come over and have a look, you'll know when you see it." Dirty Jar's laughter was a bit sinister, with a subtext of "this is a surprise".

"Qiao Qiao, do you want to go?" Mingrui asked Ming Ziqiao who was resting on his lap while clutching the receiving end, "Anyway, I'm idle at home, and the TV is ugly."

There is no young man who doesn't like excitement, and he is a trusted acquaintance, Ming Ruiguang hears the loud music, and his heart itch.

"What can I do when I go there? My feet are inconvenient." Don't look at Ming Ziqiao's coquettish willfulness. His parents gave him strict tutoring. He has grown up so much that he rarely participates in such peer-to-peer events. Party.

So he was not very interested in the invitation to the dirty crown.

"I don't need you to dance on stage, I just want to take you to meet my friends." If Ming Ziqiao doesn't go, then Mingrui will definitely not be able to go either. In order to be able to go, he had no choice but to encourage him to go. Mingrui lifted his hand from his cheekbone Moved it into the hair, and began to massage Ming Ziqiao's scalp, "Let's just sit there for 5 minutes, drink a glass of juice or Coke and leave, okay?"

Ming Ziqiao was already sleepy enough, but now that Mingrui pressed her like this, she didn't even want to open her eyes again, "I don't want to go, how bad would it be if my feet were stepped on? Why don't I just go to sleep , if you want to go, then go.”

(10 fresh coins) 035 [Nephew Gong Shu Shou, the first year] I don't want to make friends with the dirty jar

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Why would Mingrui not want to leave Ming Ziqiao, who is handicapped, behind him, but this big kid is now his responsibility, and the little grandpa behind him is the big money maker for updating the equipment of the gymnasium, and he was only allowed to leave the day before yesterday He kicked over the hydrochloric acid and hurt his foot as soon as he saw it. If something happened again, Mingrui couldn't bear it.

"Since you moved here, except Master Ye, I don't think you have even called a single friend, and no one has called you." Mingrui stopped pressing his hand on the scalp, and instead leaned towards Ming Ziqiao's. Armpit, "If I don't take you out to ventilate, you will get moldy sooner or later."

Ming Ziqiao, who was tickled by Mingrui so that he laughed and ran away sleepily, couldn't resist Mingrui's insistence, so he had to jump back to the room on one foot to change his clothes and get his wallet, and let Mingrui drive him out on a motorcycle.

"Mingrui, my face is going to be cold." After riding two intersections, Ming Ziqiao put her mouth next to Mingrui's ear and complained.

"What?" The wind whistled, Ming Ziqiao's voice was too soft, and the wind carried it to the back as soon as he uttered it.

"My face is so cold!"

"Oh." Mingrui turned around, planning to take Mingziqiao to a nearby supermarket to buy masks first.

"Ming Rui, would you like to see this gift box?" Although Ming Ziqiao walked around in slippers and sneakers, and dressed casually, she still attracted the attention of many people like Ming Rui in the supermarket.

"Why are you looking at the gift box?" In the basket in Mingrui's hand, there were four or five one-liter cans of beer.

"Waiting for the way?" Ming Ziqiao put the gift box back in place with doubts in his eyes.

"Waiting for the road is a gift."

"Is it Taiwanese?" Ming Ziqiao continued to ask in a low voice, and followed Mingrui towards the counter with one foot high and one foot low. The gaze of others made him lower his head unconsciously.

In fact, people pay more attention to his delicate pink, bright eyes and bright teeth than his walking posture, but the young man who is watched does not know, he always thinks that he must be funny walking like this, people are looking at him, they are looking at him joke.

"En." After the cashier settled the bill, Mingrui took out his wallet and prepared to pay. Suddenly, Ming Ziqiao limped towards the door and brought two boxes of gift boxes over.

"Mingrui, I want to eat." Ming Ziqiao's eyes were shining on the word seaweed.

Mingrui nodded, reached out to one of them, and asked the cashier to add an additional ledger.

"And this box." Ming Ziqiao also put the box that Mingrui didn't bring to the counter, "This is a different taste."

"Why do you buy so much at once? My house is not far from the store. Can't I just buy it after eating?" Although Mingrui said this, he didn't stop the cashier from swiping the barcode of the box again, but Mingzi beside him Joe immediately lowered his face when he heard this, and put his displeasure on his face.

"It's finally one thousand x hundred xx yuan." As soon as the cashier reported the account, Ming Ziqiao quickly took out the credit card and handed it to her.

"Hey, what kind of card do you use for such a small amount?" Mingrui wanted to exchange cash with the cashier for the card, but Mingziqiao pushed his hand away.

"Think of these as my treats." Ming Ziqiao took the signing slip, took a pen and neatly signed his English name on the bottom of the heat-sensitive paper.

Mingrui also saw Ming Ziqiao's displeasure, stepped out of the supermarket and stood by the motorcycle, immediately took out a 1000 Taiwan dollar bill, and stretched out his hand to Ming Ziqiao who was removing the cover of the mask, "Hey, drink money."

"Just say I want to invite you to pay me back?" Ming Ziqiao refused to answer, put on a mask and continued to wear a hard hat, in order to defend his "dignity" that he absolutely has the right to buy two boxes of seaweed, even if the settlement just now is 2 Yuan, he will gladly pay the bill.

Anyway, someone else will pay the bill, not him, and the upper limit of the credit card is [-] US dollars. Even if you buy [-] boxes or [-] boxes, there is nothing to worry about.

"It's up to you, thanks." Mingrui stuffed the money into his pocket, stepped into the car and put on his helmet, and waited for the slow-moving Mingziqiao to ride behind him.

The car was driving again on the main road with traffic lights, and when it was about to turn into the last intersection of Su Muyuan's alley and wait for the red light, Ming Ziqiao suddenly yelled:

"Mingrui, the slipper on my foot is missing!"

So, when Mingrui finally rode his bike into the courtyard of Su Muyuan's house, it was already nearly an hour after Guanzi called.

"Stay north, Brother Ari, how far do you live, Beijing? Or are you a snail at all, carrying a bicycle all the way here?" Mingrui called and asked Guanzi to open the door. Therefore, although the big boy who came to open the door was tall and mighty, with a good-looking appearance, he gave the future "proprietress" of the gym a bad impression as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Where did you get the bicycle? Last time my bicycle was taken away in Brother Ayuan's yard, you forgot?" Mingrui handed the plastic bag containing beer to Su Muyuan who also came to the door, and With one hand on Ming Ziqiao's shoulder, he introduced to Guanzi and Su Muyuan, "This is my relative, Ming Ziqiao."

"Zi Qiao, you are welcome to come and play." Su Muyuan smiled friendly and nodded to Ming Ziqiao, "Is he a cousin? He looks exactly like you, but he has a lot more temperament than you."

"I'm not his cousin." Ming Ziqiao also smiled back at Brother Ayuan, feeling that Mingrui let go of his arm on his shoulder, and turned to look at him quickly.

Sure enough, when this was mentioned, Ming Rui, who was used to being the boss, would be unhappy. Although he still had a smile on his face, Ming Ziqiao could sense his concern.

"Then who are you from Brother A Rui?" Guo Guanxiang, the straight man, asked casually, still holding the third can of fruit wine he came in to drink, "Brother A Rui, why are you so slow? Because you took the bus and then walked in?"

"My second uncle wanted to pick up his girlfriend. He bought a motorcycle for a leisure trip and bought a new one. When he heard that I had lost his bicycle, he simply gave me his old one." Ming Ziqiao tentatively put his shoulders on Mingrui's body Leaning to the side, the ungrateful person took a step forward as he expected, avoiding his leaning.

Well, although it hasn't been long since we moved here, it will take a long time to see people's hearts, but Mingrui has treated him very well so far, especially the case of his feet being burned by hydrochloric acid. It can be seen that Mingrui treats him very well. Ming Ziqiao thought about his importance, and decided to "save face" for Mingrui.

"Although my surname is Ming, I must be Ming Rui's cousin." It was Dirty Jars who asked the question, but Ming Ziqiao only looked at Su Muyuan, making it clear that he was speaking to him.

"Hou, cousins ​​are not all younger brothers, so you can tell what you are doing so clearly. Come in, and I will introduce you to Milu (beauty) as Qizai (horse)." Guanzi stretched out his hand and wanted to pat him nicely. Ming Ziqiao's arm was avoided by Ming Ziqiao who didn't want to befriend him, hunched his shoulders and turned around. ===I want to spill dog's blood in the future and open up a little bit of abuse, so that the two can recognize their own minds while abusing each other^^

(13 fresh coins) 036 [Nephew Gong Shushou, first year] The clingy and locomotive white daffodil

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Ming Ziqiao's avoidance caused Guanzi's hand to stop in mid-air awkwardly, Mingrui saw it, and felt even more unhappy.

I told him all, Guanzi just used to speak rough, not malicious, what is going on with Ming Ziqiao, he cut his face so obviously, Guanzi was poached from other gyms with great difficulty by brother Ayuan As long as you live with him, Guanzi will inevitably come to the house as a guest in the future, and you can see Mingziqiao even if you look up and down. Now that you are doing such a clean and self-love, you are like a white narcissus. Next time If you want to take him out, how can you take him out?

"Zi Qiao, come and sit over there, I'll pour you a drink." Su Muyuan saw Ming Zi Qiao's awkwardness, and Guan Zi's puzzled and unhappy expression, so he quickly smiled to smooth things over, and signaled Ming Zi Qiao to TV with his eyes. In the next row, "Do you like cola, black tea, or fruit juice?"

The well-behaved child who was used to drinking tea with his two fathers since childhood nodded his thanks, and smiled politely at Su Muyuan, "Hot black tea is fine."

However, Ming Ziqiao, who replied kind words, still stood where he was, and did not follow Su Muyuan who had already walked two or three steps into the living room, because Ming Rui was still standing at the door.

"Ari, what do you drink?" Su Muyuan could tell that Ming Ziqiao didn't want to drink.