Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Seeing the hung up phone, Sun Yu couldn't help but feel sympathetic to Xu Ning. Not to mention that the little white flower he raised became a bully, and he was pried into the corner of the wall by his powerful uncle.

But after this phone call, he realized that Xu Ning was not kept in the dark, but simply stupid. Thinking of this, he lost his anger. Who would be angry with a big fool?

Xu Ning couldn't feel Sun Yu's ridicule. After scolding Sun Yu, when he thought of Song Zui's face, the emotions suppressed in his heart showed signs of surfacing, itching like a cat scratching.

He didn't have the idea of ​​calling, because he knew that he must have been blocked. At this time, his mother called: "Come back for dinner next week."

Xu Ning agreed without hesitation, because his mother didn't like Bai Wenqiu because of Song Zui's matter, and it happened to use the meal to get closer, and it was not a solution for him to always be caught in the middle.

When Bai Wenqiu came back, he euphemistically mentioned his plan to go to Guangdong City on the weekend: "Look how long we haven't seen my parents, why don't we go see them this weekend?"

"You go, I won't go."

Bai Wenqiu looked tired after working all day, he didn't have time to deal with the case, not to mention Mrs. Xu almost said that she hated him, he was not Song Zui begging for mercy, he would not foolishly stretch his face over to be beaten.

After hearing this answer, Xu Ning showed disappointment in his eyes. He knew that Bai Wenqiu had a noble personality, and he would not force Bai Wenqiu to please his parents. He just went to have dinner on the weekend, and he was unwilling to compromise on such trivial matters.

In contrast, Song Zui never made things difficult for him in the past, even if he asked the young man to move to a strange place, Song Zui did so silently. He suddenly wondered if the decision to break up was right, and he didn't seem as happy as he imagined.

He was really happy during the breakup period, he was finally able to let go of his burdens and date Bai Wenqiu, but both of them were spoiled, and neither one was willing to give in when they quarreled.

It's strange to say that he obviously worked hard to catch Bai Wenqiu, but he was tired of such days, and Bai Wenqiu would never consider his feelings.

If it had been different before, he would have lowered his figure and coaxed Bai Wenqiu to go to Canton City. Xu Ning passed Bai Wenqiu without saying a word, but Bai Wenqiu asked behind him: "Are you angry with me?"

Xu Ning was not angry with Bai Wenqiu, he was more chilled than angry, he went upstairs and passed Song Zui's room, seeing the handle that no one had unscrewed, he suddenly wanted to see Song Zui, hesitating whether to go see Song Zui tomorrow drunk.

The milk tea shop on Zhuangyuan Road was closed, so Song Zui had no choice but to go to the canteen and buy a large cup of Coke. He returned home and poured the bubbling Coke into the cup.

a cup,

two cups,

Just as he was about to put away the Coke bottle, the kitten meowed aggrievedly at his feet, but he had no choice but to pour Shuhua cat milk into Song Tiantian's water bowl.

Song Tiantian stopped screaming now, the two of them were drinking Coke and the cat was drinking Shuhua milk in the small courtyard, the wind from nowhere blew their hair tips, and they entangled quietly in the fragrance of roses.

"Unfortunately no potato chips."

Song Zui bit his straw and said regretfully.

In order to save money, he never bought snacks before. He drank water and boiled water. The extravagance was to soak red dates in water and immerse himself in the beauty of cola.

In the eyes of others, Coke Potato Chips are used to watch dramas and watch variety shows, but in the eyes of teenagers, they are too suitable for studying, and they can maintain a happy mood while eating and reading.

He put down the book and poured himself another full glass. The caramel-colored soda was bubbling big and small. Before he could drink the glass, the man took it away.

"Eat less junk food."

Song Zuixin wondered if this was nonsense, who didn't know it was junk food, he stared at the Coke in the man's hand ready to move, even he didn't believe the promise he made.

"I'll drink a little more."

He Shanting looked at the earnestness in the young man's eyes, and he had no doubt that the next second he handed it over, the little fox would hold the Coke and slurp it back to him, only the red tail was wagging contentedly, like a hidden coke. In the flowers.

"Just a little?"

Of course, Song Zui couldn't just take a sip, he could only nod his head in order to get the cup, and he had the final say on what to do with it.

However, the expected cup did not come, and his chin was held up by the opponent's hand, forming an angle suitable for kissing on the chair.

The man bent down and kissed his lips, and opened his lips forcefully with the sweet coke mixed in, and more coke poured out the moment he opened it.

He could only be forced to swallow to cater, the liquid amplified the sound of their water, which was extremely clear in the quiet yard, his waist almost went limp, but fortunately the other party supported him and kissed slowly.

A very sweet kiss.

The man's tongue invaded his mouth wantonly, and at the end he also became sweet, the kind of bubbling sweet, but it would be better if there were potato chips.

Song Zui woke up in the morning and remembered to buy potato chips, and suddenly found that his lips were torn, as if they had been rubbed over and over again, something rough scratched him, he looked in the mirror and his ears turned red.

When he went downstairs, he didn't see any trace of the male model who caused the accident. He looked at the breakfast left on the table and realized that the male model had gone to work.

And He Shanting boarded the crowded bus, because there was no place to hold the handle, he could only stand holding the handle. He looked down at the sweaty handle, frowned and covered it with a handkerchief before gently holding it.

The person standing next to him happened to see this scene, and couldn't help slandering what kind of bus he was taking so pretentiously, wouldn't it be good to take a Maserati? He didn't mind holding the other handle.

He was joking about this idea, why people who can afford a Maserati can't take the bus? Not long after this thought crossed his mind, he saw the man take a selfie and get off the bus.

Then he was shocked to see the man walk into a Bugatti. Before this sports car, a Maserati is considered cheap. He was deeply at a loss. It is popular these days to have luxury cars squeeze the bus for a show?

He Shanting posted a circle of friends while sitting in the car. The picture shows him holding the handle in a crowded bus.

Assistant Fang came across this circle of friends in the company. One thing he said was that the photo was taken well. The composition with a large angle of inclination rendered the cramped carriage. Show vulnerability.

But he looked at He Shanting in the conference room, who was strong in words and deeds, and it was clear to whoever he took the photo. Sure enough, capitalists are shameless. As a lackey, he felt a little ashamed.

Song Zui didn't know what Assistant Fang was thinking. Looking at the photos, he felt that going to work was hard work, which completely dispelled his doubts from yesterday.

He went to see Feng Siwen after class in the afternoon. He thought Feng Siwen would not get used to it at first, but Feng Siwen, who had taken a cooking class, was cooking happily in the kitchen.

The purpose of Feng Siwen's cooking class at the beginning was to please Sun Yu, but now that he can make delicious food for himself, it is true that learning is never wrong.

He tasted the cupcake handed over by Feng Siwen: "What are your future plans?"

Feng Siwen made a bitter face when he heard the words, not to mention that he didn't get a college diploma, even if he got a college diploma, he would have forgotten his university knowledge, and he didn't know what he could do. Would he go to a factory at his age?

"Do you know what makes money?"

This question stumped Song Zui. All the methods he knew were written in the criminal law. Moving bricks to the construction site was expensive, but obviously Feng Siwen couldn't move them.

Song Zui looked at the cupcake in his hand, looked up at the oven in the kitchen and asked, "How about setting up a dessert stand?"

Shanghai University has everything, but there is a lack of dessert shops. The canteen in the West District has sold desserts for a while. I heard that because I accidentally put three catties of sugar, I was sent to the hospital. Since then, desserts have disappeared in Shanghai University. You buy dessert.

"Can I do it?"

Seeing Song Zui looking at him with firm eyes, Feng Siwen changed from apprehensive to shy: "Then I'll go buy some raw materials and try."

After discussing the livelihood, Feng Siwen's hanging heart was relieved. Thinking of the young man's departure, he couldn't help asking curiously, "Why did you leave suddenly yesterday afternoon?"

Song Zui finished eating the cupcake: "I saw my boyfriend who is squatting at home works at He's."

Although Feng Siwen has never been out to work, he knows how strict the He family is in recruiting, and he guesses that Song Zui's boyfriend is also a high-achieving student.

He couldn't help but feel lucky for the young man. When Song Zui left Xu's house, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to get out of Xu Ning's shadow. friend.

"Is he also from Shanghai University?"

"Never went to college."

Song Zui originally wanted to talk about high school education, but junior high school education is not impossible. To be cautious, he only said a word and did not go to college.

Feng Siwen's prepared praise was stuck in his throat, and he racked his brains to smooth things over: "Then he must be particularly good in other areas."

"Is it a pretty face?"

Feng Siwen: "...ummm."

He was ready to listen to what was said later, but he never heard it. He was silent for a long time, and he only had the advantage of being good-looking.

Whoever said that his boyfriend is not all kinds of compliments, no matter how explicit or covert, the sour smell of love is revealed, only the young man is so shameless, he can't help but worry about the relationship between the two.

"Maybe I usually read a lot of Ba Zong literature." Feng Siwen said cautiously, "Many articles describe that the protagonist is attracted by the boss. Everyone was surprised to find that the newcomer who just joined the company was pressed against the wall and kissed by the boss. I suggest You pay attention to signs."

His guess is not without reason, how can a person with no education and ability enter He's.

Song Zui didn't take Feng Siwen's words at ease, and He Shanting didn't report that he had a male companion and a female companion. How could his boyfriend be so attractive?It won't be too late to attract bees and butterflies.

When we parted, Feng Siwen still pulled him: "Anyway, you go back and pay attention, if there is a sign, strangle it to death, do you want me to send you the name of the novel?"

"no, I'm fine."

Song Zui felt drowsy when he read a novel with a lot of words. It would be good if someone read it to him, otherwise he would not last more than 5 minutes and would definitely lie on the book. He declined Feng Siwen's kindness and returned home.

After he opened the door, he realized that he had forgotten to buy potato chips. He looked up and saw a mountain of potato chips on the sofa, covering all the potato chips on the market.

The fatigue on the young man seemed to disappear, and he held his expression and asked the man reading the magazine: "Who said you should eat less junk food?"

He Shanting stopped flipping through the magazine, and turned his head to look at the fox cub who thought he had a handle. He obviously wanted to eat so much that he wanted to hide the tip of his furry tail.

For a long time, he didn't know what liking was, but later he discovered that liking means knowing that he shouldn't, but still wanting to satisfy all the wishes of the other party.

"It's from the boss."

Song Zui froze when he heard the word boss.

On the other side, Feng Siwen bought ingredients from the supermarket and was whipping cream when he suddenly received a message from a boy:

Mr. Ba sent me the text.