The scumbag at the same table gave me a cub

The two of them didn't talk after that, and when the people in the class were almost gone, Song Hanqing said to him, "Can I talk to you?" Displeased, a little afraid that I would make him unhappy by saying the wrong thing again.

What he said was right, Ye Tingqing felt that he was connoting himself.

"Am I fierce?" he asked.

Song Han shook his head lightly and said, "You're not fierce."

"Then why are you so cowardly?" Ye Ting felt that this man looked at him a bit like a mouse seeing a cat, with a sense of panic in his blood, he said speechlessly: "It's just that there is no Care about you? Is it necessary to put on a pitiful look?"

Song Hanqing was a little dazed by his words, and hearing his tone of temper, he immediately seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, "Am I afraid of saying the wrong thing and making you unhappy? "

"I'm not irritable, how could I be angry for no reason?" This person had teased him a lot in the past, and he didn't care much about it.

However, I don't know what's going on today, Ye Tingqing always feels a little stuffy in his chest, and his heart is also extremely depressed, as if he doesn't like anything, for example, he doesn't like Song Hanqing again at this moment.

"I won't talk to you anymore, stay away from me." He clutched the shoulder straps on his shoulders, and walked out of the classroom a little bored.

The fact that he turned his face faster than turning the pages of a book made Song Hanqing a little confused, and he didn't say anything!

Why are you angry again?

He quickly chased after him, and tried to talk to Ye Tingqing, who was not very good-looking: "Do you want to review together this week?" He repeated the content of the small note.

Ye Ting Qingyin resisted the thought of getting angry, and replied patiently, "This week, the new hotel at home is on trial operation, so I don't have time to review and read books."

When Song Hanqing was about to say something, there were a few ear-piercing sounds of locomotives roaring from the school gate not far away.

A locomotive with a cool appearance stopped at the gate of the school at this time. The driver of the locomotive was a young man. At this moment, the school was almost gone, and there were not many people looking at it.

Song Hanqing saw that the person stopped, and Ye Tingqing noticed the strangeness in him, and saw the man in the leather jacket and the helmet.

She couldn't see her face, but the shoulder line of the leather jacket fit her shoulders, making her look slim and long. Further down, the legs wrapped in the fabric were slender and straight, which was very pleasing to the eye.

"Looks good?" Song Hanqing asked after noticing that his eyes had been fixed on the man for a long time.

"It's pretty." Ye Tingqing didn't seem to hear the displeasure in his voice, and just replied subconsciously.

Song Han twitched his lips slightly, "He likes women, and the speed of changing girlfriends can catch up with the speed of high-speed rail."

"How do you know?" Ye Tingqing turned his head to look at him.

"Didn't you realize that he looks a little like me?" Song Han glanced calmly at the man holding the helmet and waving at him, "He's my uncle."

Ye Tingqing took a serious look, and found that the faces of the two were indeed somewhat similar, both of the chiseled type, and a closer look at the noses of both of them was the ancestral high nose bridge.

Song Han glanced at his somewhat straight line of sight from the corner of his eye, and continued to add: "Although he looks good, he is actually forty years old, and he is a sloppy old man in private, and he hasn't married yet. "

Hearing what he said, Ye Tingqing looked away in disgust.

When the two walked to the door, the man on the motorcycle smiled and asked Song Hanqing, "Is this your new friend?" He looked pretty good, so the man couldn't help but take a second look.

Ye Tingqing nodded symbolically, thinking of saying hello, and then walked towards her black luxury car with a blank expression.

Song Hanqing's gaze was on him all the time, watching him get into the car without saying a word, and only when the body of the car was completely gone, did he turn his gaze to the man on the motorcycle.

Song Ming saw that he couldn't stop looking at himself, and then saw that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, so he said with a smile on his face, "Why, how long has it been since I haven't seen you, don't we know each other?" While speaking, he took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose Come down and hang on the front chest.

"Why are you wearing my clothes?" Song Han asked him lightly.

"What's yours and mine." Song Ming punched him in the chest, and said in a joking and serious way: "I just solved the problem for you, so I don't accept it?"

Song Han pursed his lips lightly, stared blankly, and didn't say anything to him.

Song Ming looked at his awkward look, smiled, patted the place behind him, and said, "Come up, I'll take you to a good place."

"No." Song Hanqing was familiar with his uncle's urination, and he probably went to that kind of noisy bar again, so he clearly refused him, "I want to go to bed early tonight, and I have important things to do tomorrow."

Song Ming asked him, "What's important? Date with the little beauty you hero saved?" Song Hanqing didn't tell him that the other party was a boy, so Song Ming didn't know that the pretty boy just now was the person involved.

Song Han was afraid that he would keep asking, so he gave a vague "En".

But he didn't know that when he said this, the other party became even more excited, and continued to ask him, "Where are you going to play? Is there enough money?"

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Song Hanqing was not in a hurry to explain, this matter is not clear, once he explained, my uncle would definitely ask this question again, after all, he is only in the pursuit stage now, there is no need to shout to the world to know.

"Hotel." He had no choice but to follow his words, but it was not a perfunctory lie.

"You boy." Song Ming clicked his tongue twice, and gave him a complicated look. The latter was a little puzzled by his looking up and down, and asked him, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"You're only a sophomore in high school." Song Ming bit the inside of his mouth, feeling the need to educate his only nephew, "Uncle won't stop you from falling in love at this age, but as men, we can't be casual. Some things have to be left until adulthood.”

Song Han listened lightly to his serious remarks, and found it a little funny. When he was a child, he often heard his grandparents mention the absurd things about his uncle when he was in school.

"What is it?" He asked pretending to be ignorant.

Song Ming raised his eyes and stared at him in surprise. After a few seconds, he realized that he had been teased by this kid, so he began to tease him, "I was going to use my computer last time. old computer, guess what I found?"

Hearing him mention this matter, Song Hanqing felt a little hot, and instead of talking, he raised his legs and stepped on the back seat of the motorcycle. Song Ming was a little proud, fighting with him, this kid is still a little tender.

Seeing that he hadn't started the car for a long time, Song Han urged behind him: "Drive, take me back quickly."

On the street, the two tall men and the cool motorcycle did not look very beautiful. Song Hanqing felt that his legs and feet could not be straightened, but fortunately, he arrived at the gate of the community in just a few minutes.

Before the car came to a complete stop, he got out of the car first, thanks to the advantage of his long legs.

Seeing his posture of turning around and leaving, Song Ming called out to him and asked, "You really don't want to come with me to see and see?"

"I'm a sophomore in high school, and I'm underage." Song Han gently reminded him.

Song Ming didn't expect him to block him with these words. He wanted to clean up his past in the capital, but seeing that he didn't want to talk more, he didn't say much, guessing that this kid was in such a hurry When I went back, I was probably waiting to talk on the phone.

"Okay." Before leaving, Song Ming said to him, "Contact me often, don't just contact me because you have something you can't solve."

Song Han nodded lightly and waved goodbye to him.

While lying on the bed at night, Song Hanqing used his Wugan identity to hook up with Ye Tingqing again, and the two hadn't been in touch for several days.

[Wugan: What are you doing, want to see beautiful pictures? 】It’s actually that kind of lewd picture.

After we chatted last time, Ye Tingqing set the non-sense information to the message do not disturb mode. He is wandering in the school forum at the moment, and he didn't notice that this person sent him a message.

The comic series I followed last time has two chapters updated today, and Ye Tingqing is staring intently at the screen right now.

Looking at Ye Tingqing, his face turned red. The two had just met each other in the last episode. He had thought that the next scene would be a scene of redeeming the watch. Unexpectedly, the author was a little uneasy and arranged for it directly. A sweet and gorgeous dream scene.

The thin red gauze hangs on the white and tender shoulders, and the two overlapping beautiful legs expose the ten centimeters above the knees. The cold white complexion seems to be covered with a layer of soft light, which can easily arouse the unbearable emotion in a man's heart. Desire, with blue waves swaying in a pair of affectionate eyes, but matched with that expressionless cheek, it looks innocent and pure.

Beauty is really beautiful.

Ye Tingqing felt a little moved in his heart when he saw it, he even felt that if there was such a beautiful boy in reality, he could do 1.

There are quite a few people who think the same as him, and the comment area is full of pornographic comments.

Ye Tingqing saw that the corners of his mouth uncontrollably raised to the maximum arc. He was happy and wanted to reward the author with some comic coins. Only then did he realize that the campus forum has not been perfected to have these functions, so he left a message for the author in the comment area. After a while, I suggested that she go to a professional platform for development.

He is also embarrassed to urge the author in the comment area to do more H for this free prostitution.

Song Hanqing saw that he hadn't replied for a long time, so he also opened the school forum to check. He also saved this serialized post. After clicking on it, he naturally found Ye Tingqing who was very active in the comment area.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he clicked on Ye Tingqing's building, and there were words like support, +1, etc., and he also symbolically added one below.

——Support +10000000000.

Ye Tingqing quickly noticed his message, and seeing the long string of 0s behind it, couldn't help but complain in his heart.

When writing a check?

Yejia’s hotel business is doing very well. There are hotels opened by Yejia in every city across the country. Most of the hotels in Bailaijia are four-star and five-star hotels. In the early years, there were some three-star hotels in small cities. Later, Dad Ye focused on For the development of resort hotels, some three-star hotels in small cities have been closed.

Ye Tingqing is unassuming, but he is really generous to his friends. During the time when Jin Fengmian and him were friends, he never spent a penny. No wonder people called him an ATM behind his back.

Thinking of this, Ye Tingqing called his father's secretary and asked her to donate a sum of money to the orphanage for him.

That's right, the money was exactly the two arrears recovered from Jin Fengmian and Liu Jin.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he received a call from Song Hanqing.