you have the ability to wear a skirt

The conversation with Jiang Sheng in the elevator was too meaningful, making Fang Zilu always think about the bad side.

What kind of contract this "covenant" is, he hasn't figured it out yet.

What about after the appointment?What is Jiang Sheng going to do again?

Fang Zilu's roots are young and red, positive and uplifting, and he has never done anything bad since he was a child.

He knows everything about dating someone at night, and that's the only possibility he can think about.

Jiang Sheng isn't that capable, is he?

I think should not be?

Fang Zilu denied it all afternoon, but he still didn't get rid of the scruples in his heart.

Just in case!

What if Jiang Sheng really had the ability to quietly play tricks on Jian Liang?

This time he discussed with himself, what should he do when he discusses with others in the future?

This is too bad.

"...Mmmm, then come over with Brother Lu tonight!"

During the military training break, he heard Liao Ming saying this to Jian Liangyi beside him.

Fang Zilu's mind was tense, and when he noticed the word "evening", he immediately became alert.

"What?" He turned to ask Liao Ming.

"Tonight, Tang Xiao is campaigning for class monitor, please have dinner!" Liao Ming replied.

Fang Zilu seemed to be choked for a moment. It turned out that what Jiang Sheng meant by "asking Jian Liangyi out at night" meant that he had completely forgotten about his brother.

Liao Ming's eyes widened in an instant: "You will forget it?!"

Fang Zilu's eyes dimmed, and he swung back and forth in the air: "□□."

"It's not us first," Liao Ming was unhappy, "Then someone else invited him, can Brother Xiao not invite him? They did it first!"

"Aren't clubs recruiting newcomers at night?" Fang Zilu asked, "What good day did you choose?"

"The club recruits newcomers at five o'clock, and we don't go until after dinner at six o'clock. It's more than an hour, what club is not good to visit?"

Fang Zilu let out an "oh", feeling that he has no desire to visit clubs now.

He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, sat under the shade of a tree and filled half the bottle with his head raised.

"Are you going?" He wiped his mouth, turned his face to ask Jian Liangyi.

Jane nodded coldly: "Go."

"How did you go this time?" Fang Zilu scratched his hair, seeming a little annoyed.

Jian Liangyi frowned and said nothing.

Does Fang Zilu not want him to go?

If it weren't for Tang Xiao being Fang Zilu's friend, he wouldn't necessarily have gone.

But it's a bit disgusting to say this, and Jian Liangyi didn't say it.

"I finally persuaded him to go!" Liao Ming leaned on Jian Liangyi's shoulder, like an old hen protecting a calf, "Don't make trouble here!"

Fang Zilu rolled his eyes almost to the sky: "You know a fart."

In the afternoon, club recruitment started at five o'clock. After the military training was over, the freshman dolphins didn't even eat, and swarmed over.

From the playground to the dormitory, there are colorful sheds on the side of the road, stretching out for dozens of meters.

The freshmen held all kinds of leaflets in their hands, and it was very lively at a glance.

Liao Ming especially likes to be lively, he runs around like a rabbit.

Tang Xiao followed behind him, exhausted looking for someone.

On the contrary, Fang Zilu was unexpectedly peaceful, walking beside Jian Liangyi without even saying a word, as if he was so deep.

Jian Liangyi looked left and right, and picked up a few leaflets, but none of them planned to join.

He found out that recruiting new members from clubs was just clubs, not the same as student unions, so he didn't even want to go shopping.

"Going back?" Fang Zilu seemed to come to his senses suddenly, "Now? Aren't you going to eat?"

"Go back and take a shower," Jian Liangyi handed the flyer to Fang Zilu, "Do you want it?"

Fang Zilu actually didn't want it, but it was obvious that Jian Liangyi couldn't find the trash can, so he had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.

"Forget it, I'll go back too."

He folded the leaflet and was about to go back to the dormitory with Jian Liangyi, but just as he took a step, he bumped into the other person.

"Huh?" Fang Zilu stepped back quickly, "Why don't you leave?"

Jian Liangyi stared at one place as if in a daze, only to come back to her senses after being told by Fang Zilu.

Fang Zilu followed Jian Liangyi's gaze just now, and there was a familiar figure sitting in a blue shed a few meters away from them.

photography department.

It's Feng Min.

"Let's go..." Jian Liang felt a little stuck, he rubbed his nose and lowered his head.

"Isn't that your acquaintance?" Fang Zilu pointed to the opposite side with his chin, "Shouldn't you say hello?"

Jian Liangyi paused and shook her head: "No need."

Before Fang Zilu left, he glanced at Feng Min again, the girl who gave him the school badge before was still standing beside Feng Min.

The two talked and laughed, looking very harmonious.

"Are they a couple?" Fang Zilu asked.

Jian Liang pursed her lips and walked her own way without answering.

Fang Zilu didn't ask any more questions, but he had some ideas in his heart.

The unfounded speculation has been tacitly accepted by him as a fact. There is probably unrequited love between Jian Liangyi and Feng Min.

At 06:30 in the evening, Fang Zilu was urged by Liao Ming to go to the restaurant.

Jian Liangyi just took a shower, and her body was still steamed with wet steam.

He wiped his hair and threw his change of clothes into the basin.

Fang Zilu didn't wash, he had to drink at night, and he still had to change his clothes when he came back smelly from drinking.

Fortunately, Jian Liangyi and him don't smoke, and the air quality in the dormitory is quite good, unlike some dormitories, which are smoky when you open the door.

"Let's go?" Jian Liangyi casually grabbed a few handfuls of her half-dried hair, took the campus card and key from the table and put them in her pocket.

His hair is a little long, and it hangs limply on his forehead, the ends of his hair cover his eyebrows, his eyelids are poked, and Jian Liangyi brushes it off his sideburns with his hand.

I don't know if it was steamed by hot water, but the face was a bit too pale, and the two thin lips were bloodless.

"Are you anemic?" Fang Zilu suddenly asked without thinking.

Jian Liangyi seems to have gotten used to her roommate's jumping thinking: "No."

"Your complexion is not very good." Fang Zilu touched his own face subconsciously, "It's a little pale."

"That's how I am," Jian Liangyi hung the towel back to its original place, and asked again, "Shall I go?"

"Aren't you going to blow dry?" Fang Zilu pointed at Jian Liangyi's hair.

Jian Liangyi didn't pay much attention: "I'll do it on the way."

It was still daylight when the two went out, Fang Zilu knocked on the door of the next bedroom, and five or six boys went there together.

Jian Liangyi still walked on the far side, he seemed to be completely isolated, and if he stayed a few steps away, he would not be with them.

Fang Zilu was talking with others, and he glanced at him every now and then. The young man stared at the ground, not knowing what was on his mind.

When they arrived at the meal time, the food had already been served, and Jiang Sheng had already poured the wine, yelling for Fang Zilu and his party to have three glasses of fines first.

"You are late!" Jiang Sheng tapped the glass turntable on the table with chopsticks, "If you are late, you will be fined!"

"Target me?" Fang Zilu drank a glass of beer with a smile, "Where are five or six people here, you are very brave?"

"Come on, let me drink a drink for Brother Lu," someone behind him came out with a smile to answer, "Jiang Sheng, are you still drinking? Didn't you vomit while holding the toilet yesterday?"

Everyone at the table roared with laughter, but Jiang Sheng himself was not embarrassed at all: "Good guy, I'll drink you to the toilet today!"

A few people said something to each other, and the atmosphere in the box quickly became full of enthusiasm.

Fang Zilu specially changed his seat and sat next to Jian Liangyi. He looked at the orange juice in front of her and asked nervously, "Who poured this?"

"I poured it," Jian Liang was confused, "what's the matter?"

"It's okay." Fang Zilu waved his hand, "I want to drink too, pour me a glass."

It's a pity that before he had time to get the glass, he was confronted with two bottles of beer: "Old Fang, why don't we have a good meal today?"

Fang Zilu suspected that Jiang Sheng had hired this person, and instead of feeding Tang Xiao, they came to feed him.

"Come on, Jian Liangyi," the man also handed Jian Liangyi a bottle, "I haven't had much drink with you, is one bottle enough?"

Oh, and I'm starting to cool off Jane too.

Before Fang Zilu could say "he doesn't drink", Jian Liangyi raised her hand to take the bottle of beer.

"enough."

Fang Zilu was a little surprised: "Are you drinking?"

Jane nodded coolly: "Yes."

The bottle of beer has already been opened, Fang Zilu raised his arm, and changed the bottle with the one in front of him: "You drink this."

Jane gave him a strange look.

"Drink instead," Fang Zilu couldn't find any reason, "This way the relationship is better."

What the hell, Jane coolly took the beer and poured herself a glass.

Fang Zilu paid special attention to what Jian Liangyi put into his mouth, his eyes would glance to the side from time to time, and he was absent-minded throughout his meal.

Jian Liangyi left a glass of beer for half the meal, and he only took a symbolic sip when someone asked him to drink.

Like a little princess, click to the end.

"Jane Liangyi, we two..."

Finally, Jiang Sheng wandered around holding a wine glass to Jian Liangyi for a drink.

Fang Zilu's dog ears froze, and he stopped moving his chopsticks, just staring at them.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Jian Liang didn't give him any face, and got up to leave.

Jiang Sheng pushed the edge of the table with one hand: "Huh?!"

"Lao Jiang, let's come," Fang Zilu directly picked up his cup and bumped it against Jiang Sheng's cup, "my roommate will drink for you."

Jiang Sheng held the cup and squinted at Fang Zilu: "You drink?"

"Drink," Fang Zilu drank the beer in the glass, raised his hand and patted Jiang Sheng on the shoulder, "Drink less, or I will let you hold the toilet tonight."

Jiang Sheng sneered and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Fang Zilu pretended not to hear, and sat back on his stool.

Jiang Sheng didn't continue to ask, and turned around to find someone else to drink.

After eating a few peanuts, Jian Liang went back and forth, Fang Zilu stared at the beer in his hand, and suddenly took it and dumped it into the trash can.

"What are you doing?" Jian Liangyi almost frowned.

"Slip," Fang Zilu picked up the beer bottle in front of him, "I'll pour you another glass."

Jian Liangyi looked at Fang Zilu thoughtfully, Fang Zilu himself also felt that it was outrageous, so he picked a few more peanuts into his mouth sullenly.

"Don't drink if you don't drink, just drink orange juice." Fang Zilu smashed the jar and brought Jian Liangyi's wine glass to drink, "Drink orange juice."

Nothing.

Fang Zilu was annoyed to death.

Fortunately, Jian Liangyi didn't pay much attention, and obediently picked up the orange juice and took a sip.

Fang Zilu tilted his head, watching Jian Liangyi's protruding Adam's apple slip up and down, and then followed the sip of orange juice to the neck, shoulders and collarbone.

there is a problem.

Fang Zilu didn't drink much today, but he felt a little high.

Jian Liangyi's wet brows and eyes after taking a shower seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't drive them away.

He covered his forehead with one hand and rubbed it from forehead to chin.

"Brother Lu," Liao Ming quietly approached, "What's the matter with you?"

"Huh?" Fang Zilu seemed to wake up from a dream, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Jian Liang watched Fang Zilu leave, and then met Liao Ming's eyes.

"Brother Lu is drunk?" Liao Ming looked innocent.

"I don't know." Jian Liangyi said truthfully.

He really didn't know what was wrong with Fang Zilu today.

And Fang Zilu himself in the toilet didn't quite understand.

He is like a bewitched man, always thinking about Jane Liangyi.

Turn on the faucet, rub his face several times with cold water, and when Fang Zilu returned to the box, Jian Liangyi was no longer there.

"Where's Jian Liangyi?" Fang Zilu pulled out the stool and sat down.

"Oh, he seems to be drunk," Liao Ming was still chewing on the yam, "Jiang Sheng said to send him back."

"Drunk?" Fang Zilu was startled, pushed the table and stood up abruptly, "When did they leave?!"

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Fang Zilu: Gan!