you have the ability to wear a skirt

Does Jian Liangyi know that others are talking about him behind his back?

he does not know.

He knew that he was bored in the dormitory, brushing level [-], and asked himself whether he could turn on the air conditioner.

"No!" Fang Zilu, like a kicked donkey, flicked off his shoes and rolled to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jian Liangyi was stunned for her good intentions, and looked at the bathroom door that closed with a "bang", feeling a little bewildered.

Crazy, why are you angry at him?

Love can't be opened, can't be opened, and he is not too hot anyway.

They really didn't turn on the air conditioner that night, Fang Zilu tossed and turned on the bed like pancakes, and finally got out of bed to find the remote control of the air conditioner secretly.

The doors and windows of the balcony were all open, the curtains were blown up and down by the wind, and the moonlight shone through the gaps, casting a layer of frost on the porcelain-white floor tiles.

Fang Zilu didn't take his mobile phone, he walked to the table with the help of the light, and then kicked the corner of the table with his eyes closed.

"I..." He hopped a few times on one foot, biting his teeth and swallowing the following words.

But Jian Liangyi was awakened by this movement, and turned on the night light by the bed.

"I'll go..." Fang Zilu sat on the stool by the edge of the table, "I split my toes."

Jian Liangyi felt pain when she heard it: "What are you doing?"

Fang Zilu held back for a while: "Turn on the air conditioner."

Jane coolly raised her hand and pointed: "On the bookshelf."

Fang Zilu turned on the air conditioner, as if he was out of breath, and sat there alone without moving.

Jian Liang glanced at him, not prepared to care: "I turned off the light."

"Oh." Fang Zilu turned his mouth away.

"You close the door."

Fang Zilu got up and closed the door.

"And windows."

He closed the window again and sat back on the stool.

He didn't even sit upright, turned sideways to face the balcony, with his arm on the back of the chair, and looked out at the moon from between the curtains.

Jian Liang pursed her lips, feeling that there was something wrong with this person.

It doesn't matter if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and you can move it like an abacus bead, which makes people care.

"Jane Liangyi." Fang Zilu turned to look at him, "Why are you wearing a skirt? Do you like it?"

Jian Liang was taken aback for a moment, this was the first time someone asked him that.

It was obviously an embarrassing thing, but Fang Zilu asked the question directly and calmly, as if asking why he likes cats and dogs, there is nothing to hide.

"No." Jian Liangyi said the truth, as a response to Fang Zilu's rare tolerance.

Fang Zilu sat sideways, with his arms on the back of the chair: "Then why are you wearing it?"

Jian Liangyi was silent for a moment: "I don't want to say."

"Oh," Fang Zilu turned his face to the balcony to look at the moon again, and couldn't help it after being bored for a while, "Your eyes are blue."

Jian Liang didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed here.

Fang Zilu: "It's pretty nice."

Jane coolly didn't answer.

He raised his hand to touch his eyes, the eyelashes brushed between his fingers, and the neatly trimmed nails almost poked into the eyeballs.

He had heard many such compliments, not just the eyes, but others as well.

Means nothing.

The exchange between the two came to an end after a few brief sentences.

Fang Zilu had a lot of questions in his mind, but he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask how much to export now.

There was still a set of grade [-] papers on the table, and Fang Zilu realized that he was sitting in someone else's seat.

Benches are as cold as people.

Fang Zilu did not fall asleep the next day, he was thinking about Jian Liangyi's matter, sleeping and waking up for a while, like a schizophrenic, the whole person was in a daze.

Fortunately, there are clouds in the sky and wind on the ground today. It is not as hot as yesterday. Fang Zilu returned to the dormitory after a long morning's work. Before his head touched the pillow, he received another lively video call.

Fang Zilu regained his energy immediately, put his mobile phone on the table, stared at the screen and smirked "hehehe".

Jian Liangyi just washed her face, when she went out, she saw Fang Zilu gesturing to the phone.

Hanging on his desk is the knitted little tiger, bought for two dollars and a half.

"Hey, Jane Liangyi." Fang Zilu tilted his body and turned to look at him, "My little sister asked you what other tricks you like, and they can tick one for you for free."

Jian Liangyi was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and refused.

Fang Zilu let out an "oh" and gestured to the screen a few more times.

Jian Liangyi caught a glimpse of the bright smiling faces of the two little girls on the other side of the camera, and always felt that there was something wrong with this reaction.

"What did you say?" Jane asked coolly.

"Ah..." Fang Zilu scratched the back of his head, "Say you like sunflowers."

"..."

"I did not say."

"I know, I accepted it for you."

Fang Zilu's face was thick enough, he used other people's name to take advantage of other people's little girls.

"Don't look at me like that," he seemed to read Jian Liangyi's thoughts, "They will be happier if you accept it."

Seems to be the reason, Jian Liangyi calmed down: "Then I will pay."

Fang Zilu rolled his eyes: "Sunflower?"

"Well," Jane said coolly, "it's all fine."

He didn't have any flowers he liked, and strictly speaking, he didn't have any favorite things.

"By the way, the school club is recruiting new students tonight. Shall we go and have a look?" Fang Zilu hung up the video, opened his mouth and yawned.

Jian Liangyi lay back on the bed, wanting to go but not wanting to go.

He has no interest in those club student unions, but since Feng Min is the president of the school's student union, he wants to see if he can meet them.

"Both Xiao Ming'er and Tang Xiao are going," Fang Zilu added, "it's Liao Ming."

"Go." Jian Liangyi closed her eyes.

What if I could see it.

When he woke up at almost 02:30, Fang Zilu was the only one left in the room.

As soon as he opened the door after washing, he raised his eyes and bumped into Jiang Sheng.

What a coincidence.

"Old Fang," looking at each other for a moment, Jiang Sheng greeted first, "Are you still asleep?"

Fang Zilu turned his hat in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Sheng: "Huh?"

Both of them squinted their eyes, half sleepy.

This person escaped half a day of military training in the morning, probably because he drank too much last night.

Fang Zilu recalled what Jiang Sheng said last night, and rarely had a cold face.

"I drank too much yesterday," Jiang Sheng approached with a playful smile, "Take whatever you say as a fart."

Fang Zilu pushed him aside a few times: "You fart quite loudly, I still remember the sound."

"Honestly, Lao Fang," Jiang Sheng approached again, "I don't know what to say to my brother. Look at those words, should I tell others?"

The two walked to the elevator entrance, Fang Zilu pressed the down button, and said casually: "It's exciting to be your brother."

Jiang Sheng lowered his head and laughed, and looked at Fang Zilu with more meaning in his eyes: "Actually, I understand everything."

The elevator doors closed, and the small space was packed with people.

Fang Zilu and Jiang Sheng put their shoulders together and looked up at the changing floor numbers.

"Yesterday I said..."

When the elevator went down to the third floor, Fang Zilu suddenly turned his face and asked in a low voice, "If I say I want to, then what?"

The corners of Jiang Sheng's lips curled up, and he looked at him with a smile: "I knew it..."

"what do you know?"

"Know who you are."

Fang Zilu didn't understand why he was defined by Jiang Sheng, but he felt that he should not be the kind of beast who saw Jian Liangyi's eyes shine.

"Whatever you think." Fang Zilu shrugged.

He just wanted to know what Jiang Sheng would do next if he was that kind of beast.

"Ask him out at night," Jiang Sheng bumped Fang Zilu's arm when he got out of the elevator, "Leave the rest to me."

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Fang Zilu: Consciously take on the important task of protecting his wife.