boyfriend provoked by roommate

The fact that Wan Lang was called home by his mother to guard the kindergarten was something none of them expected.

Wan Lang's family actually runs a kindergarten? !

Cheng Huan: "Xie Ke, then you can inherit the kindergarten with him!"

Xie Ke: "...what is there to be excited about?"

Zhu Xun: "Then when will he go back?"

Xie Ke glanced at the date: "Tomorrow's high-speed rail is just around the corner. There are a lot of children coming to take care of them during the summer vacation. His mother thought she could rest, so she sent all the kindergarten teachers back home. Now there are not enough people, so I asked Wan Lang to go back. help."

Lin Shuhan: "Then he can't make a living by himself. How many children can he bring?"

Xie Ke shook his head: "I don't know, maybe we need to recruit people."

Cheng Huan took a bite of the pizza and said pleasantly, "Let's go help too! How fun."

Zhu Xun: "Boss Cheng, what about your studio?"

Cheng Huan: "I asked my dad to call a few programmers to come over and help us do part-time jobs first. Let's talk about it after the summer vacation."

Zhu Xun: "..."

Xie Ke: "..."

Song Shuo: "..."

Lin Shuhan: "Evil capitalists."

When Mama Wan arrived at the high-speed rail station in the little yellow duck car of the kindergarten, she was startled by a row of six big boys. Walking away, he said, "Oh, why hasn't my son arrived yet?"

Wan Lang had no choice but to say, "Mom, don't pretend to be blind."

The others shouted "Hi Auntie" in unison, causing everyone around to look sideways.

Mother Wan gritted her teeth: "... Where can the little yellow duck sit down!"

In the end, I took a taxi back. Mother Wan poked Wan Lang and asked in a low voice, "Where did you find so many people?"

Wan Lang: "My friend."

Mama Wan: "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Wan Lang frowned: "What's wrong? Isn't there a shortage of people? They are here to help."

Mama Wan: "I just warmed up a few leftovers for you, how can there be enough to eat?"

Wan Lang: "...why do I eat leftovers when I come back?"

The leftovers couldn't satisfy the stomachs of the six older boys at all. Wan Lang took them to eat noodles in his elementary school. Cheng Huan huffed and looked around: "Zhu Xun, this is similar to our elementary school."

Zhu Xun just took a mouthful of chili, and the corners of his eyes turned red: "Where does it look like?"

Cheng Huan: "There are many small stalls selling spicy noodles."

Lin Shuhan: "Every elementary school has it, right?"

Xie Ke: "Cheng Huan Primary School is the owner of the Latiao stall."

Lin Shuhan: "No wonder you are very popular with girls, and there are small stickers for sale at the spicy strip stall."

Cheng Huan: "Fart! I rely on my personality charm, who has taken a fancy to my spicy sticks and stickers?"

Zhu Xun silently raised his hand: "Me."

They were laughing to death. This powder was made by Wan Lang every morning when he was a child. It tastes very good, but the amount is too small, which is suitable for the stomach of elementary school students. Lin Shu clapped his hands and said that he would eat three bowls. Just after the second bowl was served, I couldn't finish it.

He pushed it to Song Shuo like a friend: "Help me eat it."

Cheng Huan shook his head: "Your fighting power is too weak."

Wan Lang glanced at him and asked, "Brother Cheng, how many bowls do you have?"

Cheng Huan raised a finger: "Zhu Xun won't let me eat too much, he said that my abdominal muscles are not hard recently."

Lin Shuhan made a gesture to lift up his clothes: "Come on, come on, Zhu Xun touches me, my ass is hard."

Zhu Xun didn't even want to laugh at him and hurt him, because——

Cheng Huan: "Just your piece of cotton candy?"

Xie Ke: "Oh my god, hide it quickly, don't be ashamed."

Lin Shuhan gritted his teeth with the straw in his mouth: "I'll kill you."

Song Shuo: "Put on your clothes."

A few people started to rest when they were full. Wan Lang caught a glimpse of the auntie at the small spicy stick stall, who seemed to be about to close the stall. He said, "Take you guys for a stroll?"

The spicy strips are all the size of a palm, a pack of fifty cents, and there are many styles.

Zhu Xun was attracted by the little gourd baby sticker hanging beside the cart, he pulled it up, smiled and said to Cheng Huan, "Look, do you remember this?"

"Remember, didn't I buy all of them for you?" Cheng Huan said.

Zhu Xun: "Yes, yes, Master Cheng is grand."

Lin Shuhan was so excited, he saw a familiar one and passed it into Song Shuo's arms. Halfway through the selection, he suddenly remembered something: "Does the kindergarten let you eat spicy noodles?"

Wan Lang: "No, children are not allowed to bring food into the kindergarten."

"Ah?" Lin Shuhan wailed, he looked up at Song Shuo, "Then I am also a child, what should I do?"

Cheng Huan: "Enough, adults in their 20s."

Song Shuo picked for him: "Buy less, you're going to get angry."

Wan Lang picked up a pack of yellow Xiaoweilong spicy sticks from the stall, and handed it to Xie Ke: "Eat this, this is delicious."

Xie Ke took a look at it, opened it and took a bite. It was the familiar taste of chili and essence that made the taste buds extremely comfortable: "It's quite delicious."

Wan Lang: "Of course, I used to bring it to my deskmate every day."

Xie Ke glanced at him: "Being so kind to your tablemate? Have a crush on him?"

Wan Lang clicked his tongue: "What are you talking about, children don't understand these things."

Xie Ke raised his head and raised his voice to call Cheng Huan: "When did you receive your first love letter?"

Zhu Xun answered for him: "During middle shift, Xiaohua next door asked the gunman to help write it, and Cheng Huan couldn't read at all."

Xie Ke gave Wan Lang a look.

At that time, Cheng Huan was only thinking about playing, and when he opened the small pink piece of paper, he found that he didn't know almost every word except his own name, so he just threw it in the living room and went to play football with Zhu Xun. It was Cheng's mother who came back I saw it later, and the two families read it out while having dinner together, and even explained it thoughtfully, which made Cheng Huan so shy that he almost hid under the table.

Lin Shuhan asked Song Shuo if he often received love letters when he was studying, and he said no.

Cheng Huan: "I don't believe it."

Zhu Xun: "Me too."

Xie Ke: "Me too."

Wan Lang: "I've heard many girls in our class say they want to confess their love to you."

Xie Ke: "How many girls are there in your class?"

Wan Lang: "...five."

Lin Shuhan: "Even our class has them, didn't you expect that? There are also people who are following Cheng Huan, what the hell, what kind of sex scene is our dormitory? It's a fucking waste of a room full of homosexuals."

Song Shuo: "Study more in junior high school, but not in high school."

Cheng Huan: "Why?"

Song Shuo adjusted his glasses: "I told them that I have a childhood sweetheart fiancée, who is engaged by my family and who is studying in another school, so no one will come to me all the time."

Zhu Xun: "...a real iron-blooded man."

Xie Ke: "If Cheng Huan had this kind of awareness when he was a child, Zhu Xunwa would have hugged five or six of them."

Zhu Xun: "..."

Wan Lang: "Can men have babies??"

Xie Ke thought it was annoying for him to keep asking, so he waved his hands and said, "Yes, if you do too much, you will get pregnant."

Wan Lang let out an ah, and slowly stared at the back of Xie Ke's head, his face blushed for the most part, and he couldn't hold back a word.

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