Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Jiang Xun's face changed slightly, and he stared straight at him with obscure eyes.

"Really, I lost my strength for a while."

Fu Liang squeezed his eyebrows aggrievedly, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the wet part of Jiang Xun's clothes, but Jiang Xun held on to the fabric, not wanting the stickiness of the drink to touch his skin.

Therefore, Fu Liang didn't see anything clearly.

"Take off your short sleeves, or you will feel uncomfortable, and I will help you."

Fu Liang stared at that position, and before reaching out to touch Jiang Xun's short-sleeved shirt, Jiang Xun took advantage of the opportunity to stuff the unscrewed Coke into his hand, then took a step back and turned to go to the toilet.

Fu Liang instinctively tightened the cap of the Coke bottle, put the Coke into the wide pocket of his basketball trousers, and followed Jiang Xun's pace.

With a "bang", Jiang Xun just stepped into the toilet with his front foot, and closed the door with his back foot, almost hitting Fu Liang's tall nose bridge.

Fu Liang touched his nose in fear, pressed the doorknob and found that it was locked inside.

"Jiang Xun, there's no need to do laundry and lock the door, right?" He slapped the door panel and shouted.

No one paid attention to him inside, only the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Fu Liang: "..."

He thought that when Jiang Xun washed the stain on the short sleeve and came out, he should also be able to see through the water stains whether there was a cinnabar mole inside.

At this time, Jiang Xun's voice came from inside: "Fu Liang, are you still at the door?"

"Here, do you need me to help you?"

Half of Fu Liang's body was pressed against the door panel, and his right hand pressed the doorknob, ready to go in at any time.

Jiang Xun: "Help me get the pajamas on the bed."

Fu Liang was a little disappointed: "Okay."

Jiang Xun's pajamas were placed on his pillow. It was a loose, oversized black long-sleeved sleeve with a wide collar, which easily exposed his beautiful collarbone.

Fu Liang seemed to have unconsciously imagined the picture in his mind, with a thin smile on his lips.

He knocked on the door, and Jiang Xun opened it from the inside, but the left side of his body was blocked by the door, so Fu Liang couldn't see what was going on there.

Jiang Xun noticed that Fu Liang liked to look at his left breast very much, and he had this tendency in class yesterday. His eyes darkened, and after taking the pajamas, he slightly pursed his lips: "Thank you."

"No... thanks."

Fu Liang smiled and said a word, and the door in front of him was closed again.

There was another splashing sound of water inside. He guessed that Jiang Xun was still washing clothes.

Fu Liang leaned against the door frame, crossed his long legs, leaned his arms on his chest for a while, took out his mobile phone and swiped a few times, and clicked on the 10 messages on WeChat. .

Quan'er: "Honey, are you up yet?" am10:00;

Quan'er: "Haven't gotten up yet? I really envy you, I have already returned to the dormitory after class." am10:20;

Quan'er: "Baby, are you up? It's time for lunch." pm12:00;

Quaner: "Sliced ​​Noodles.jpg" pm12:05;

The sliced ​​noodles are very good-looking, and the filter is very appetizing. Fu Liang speculates that if this circle is not gay, it should be very popular with girls.

Quan'er: "Baby, I'll go back to the dormitory to take a nap, and I'll go straight to the library in the afternoon. Haven't you gotten up yet? You can't just ignore me, right?" pm1:20;

Quaner: "I'm in the library." pm3:30;

Quaner: "Voice call? The other party has canceled."

Quaner: "??"

Quan'er: "You've been a little weird recently, no matter what, remember to reply to me when you receive any messages."

Quan'er: "I'm worried about you."

Fu Liang sighed inexplicably, his temples hurt a little: "It's okay, I've been upset recently, I won't chat for a while, I have something to do here."

Quaner: "..."

Quan'er: "That's fine, you can tell me if you need anything."

Fu Liang: "Okay."

"Humph."

A cold snort came from the living room. Fu Liang followed the sound and looked over. It turned out that Wu Yijia was back. Wu Yijia has a very bad temper. As long as there are people and things he doesn't like, he will write it on his face, for fear that others will see it. not see.

For example, he can't understand the situation where two big men go to the bathroom and one is guarding the door.

"nausea."

Wu Yijia cursed, then walked into the room.

He shares a room with Zhou Tong, and only Zhou Tong is willing to accept him, but the roommate he dislikes the most is also Zhou Tong, because he thinks Zhou Tong looks too girly and doesn't look like a man, so he often doesn't look straight at him .

Wu Yijia is a single-parent family. The family is poor. He grew up in the countryside. He studied hard and got good grades and was able to work. He is tall, thin, and has dark skin. .

The classmates were reluctant to stay with him, because they were afraid that he would fight if he disagreed.

"cut."

Fu Liang didn't bother to pay attention to him. After 2 minutes, the toilet door opened. Jiang Xun changed into black pajamas and walked out. Holding a short sleeve that had just been washed and wrung out in his hand, he found a hanger that matched the white short sleeve and stretched it open. Hanging on the balcony.

When Jiang Xun turned back to the living room, Fu Liang was also tightly beside him.

"Why are you following me? Do you want to apologize to me?" Jiang Xun returned to the room, stood by the desk and asked him.

Fu Liang remembered that he hadn't apologized for so long, so he smiled dryly, and said "I'm sorry" in a not so sincere way.

Jiang Xun pursed his lips, his eyes were full of emotions, and after a few seconds, he let out an "um" and easily climbed onto the bed with his laptop in his arms. After getting into the mosquito net, he ignored Fu Liang.

"Uh..." Fu Liang pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, climbed up the iron ladder and lifted the mosquito net to look at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun was sitting on the bed playing computer, and when he saw Fu Liang, he frowned reflexively, feeling extremely upset.

"Jiang Xun, let me ask you something, do you have a cinnabar mole on your heart?" Fu Liang stared intently into his eyes.

Jiang Xun lowered his eyelids, tapped the keyboard with his slender fingertips: "No."

Fu Liang was a little discouraged: "Oh."

Just as he was about to get off the ladder, Jiang Xun called to him again: "Wait."

"Did you remember something?" Fu Liang looked at him expectantly.

Jiang Xun was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Give me back the Coke."

Fu Liang licked his lips negatively, took out the Coke in his trouser pocket and handed it to Jiang Xun. Jiang Xun took the Coke and reminded him, "Fu Liang, the smell is quite strong after playing basketball. Go take a shower."

"Uh..." Fu Liang was a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed slightly, "Well, that's fine."

On the weekend, Jiang Xun sat on a park bench in a white shirt with short sleeves and khaki slacks. He wore brown sunglasses and chose a location in the blind spot of the camera.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, he glanced at the unfamiliar number and answered, "Hello."

"Client 0429": "Mr. Jiang, are you sure that nothing will happen? They won't come to me, right? I've always followed your plan without any flaws."

Jiang Xun smiled slightly and said, "I'm not sure, this is your business, I only provide a plan... Now is the time to settle the accounts, 200 million, a lot, transfer it to my account before dark today. "

"Customer 0429" said in an uneasy tone: "But..."

Jiang Xun cut off his words firmly: "No but, if my account does not have 200 million credits before dark, you will either be at the police station tomorrow or in the moat, and you can decide for yourself."

"Uh..." "Client 0429" is obedient, "Okay, okay..."