you have the ability to wear a skirt

Jian Liangyi has never seen such a person talking so much nonsense.

And Fang Zilu fully proved that what he said was nonsense - he didn't even want to answer the question after the question was asked, so he leaned over and kissed him.

Jian Liangyi reacted faster than him, and her face was kissed to the left corner of her mouth.

The two lips are thin, and the color of the corners of the mouth fades into the skin tone.

Fang Zilu lowered his eyes, staring at the place he touched just now.

Soft and warm.

like cotton

He was a little dizzy, and suddenly realized that he hadn't kissed the right place.

Fang Zilu simply leaned forward and kissed again.

This time the kiss reached the mouth, and the brow that Jian Liangyi kissed frowned.

What the hell, come back after a kiss?

He didn't dodge the second time, he was a little annoyed, and pushed Fang Zilu aside.

"Cannibal has a short mouth," the big-tailed wolf who had just taken advantage of it was unsteady and tilted its body, "You said it yourself!"

Jian Liangyi raised her hand and wiped her lips vigorously with the back of her hand, then ignored Fang Zilu and went back to sit down at her desk.

He was really at a loss for a few chicken wings, if he could, he really wanted to spit out all he had just eaten.

Fang Zilu Pi Dian Pi Dian followed behind him, took the chair and turned around, lifted his feet and sat on it with his legs spread apart.

He folded his arms on the back of the chair, tilted his head on the pillow, and looked at Jian Liangyi happily.

It's like the little male dog is in heat, his tail is almost wagging to the sky, love is popping on his head, and his whole body is full of pride.

Jian Liangyi tried her best to ignore this sticky gaze, but after 5 minutes she still couldn't bear it and turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You write yours," Fang Zilu pointed to the table with his chin, with a happy smile on his face, "just treat me like air."

It's still air, this dog's eyes are like searchlights, whose air is so attractive.

Jian Liangyi took out a book and hit Fang Zilu on the face: "Don't stay here."

Fang Zilu smiled after being beaten, "Let me see you."

What catches your eyes.

Jian Liangyi felt uncomfortable being stared at, and raised her hand to block the other party's sight: "Don't stay here."

Fang Zilu squeezed those round and slender fingers: "OK."

He seemed to be very obedient, he lowered his hand to touch Jian Liangyi's shoulder, tapped it twice, and then retracted.

There was no expression on the boy's face, he narrowed his pretty eyelashes and glanced at his shoulder twice.

What a handsome lad.

It's his now.

The more Fang Zilu watched it, the more he liked it, but he didn't dare to mess around with it.

He ran back and forth twice to move the things he moved out a week ago back into the dormitory.

Jian Liangyi looked at his big bags and small bags piled up in a pile, and suddenly remembered that this person was fine and why did he run away from "home".

Logically, they are still angry.

It's so inexplicable that it's come to this point?

"Jian Liangyi," Fang Zilu sat down on the ground carelessly, and began to peel off the basketball shoes one by one from his shoebox, "Where are your crabs?"

The other party spoke naturally, and seemed to have completely forgotten those twists and turns.

Jian Liangyi sighed lightly, but she still didn't care about it: "On the balcony."

Fang Zilu looked surprised: "Haven't you finished eating yet?"

"Hmm..." Jian Liang felt a headache when she realized the pile of alive and kicking crabs, "Would you like it, give it to them."

There are four crabs in one basket, and a total of 28 in seven baskets.

Jian Liangyi worked hard to eat seven or eight of them, and then simply untied them and raised them.

During the period, a few of them remained motionless and pretended to be bastards, and now only five are left alive.

The two of them squatted side by side on the balcony, looking at the big crabs in the basin that were bubbling boringly.

"You went to shovel the sand?" Fang Zilu took out a twig from the basin and pulled out a soft stick, "What is this?"

Jian Liang moved her lips, and it took a long time before she uttered a word: "Meat..."

"You still buy meat for them?" Fang Zilu grinned uncontrollably, "And rice?"

Jane coolly snatched the wooden stick he was holding: "What are you messing with?"

"Do you really want to eat it? Why don't you keep it as a pet?" Fang Zilu tilted his body and leaned against Jian Liangyi, "Come name it, Xiaoming, Xiaohong, Xiaoqiang, and Xiaoli."

Jian Liangyi glanced at Fang Zilu as if he was insane, then pushed him aside: "It's not enough to support you."

In this week alone, he has already dumped four or five corpses.

Not eating is a waste.

"Okay," Fang Zilu saw that he was completely unreliable, so he simply tilted his neck and turned his head, "Can I take it to Liao Ming's dormitory?"

Jian Liangyi wanted to push Fang Zilu's head, but when her fingers touched her hair, it was so soft and fluffy that she couldn't remove it.

He squatted beside him like a big golden retriever, rubbing back and forth with his body crooked.

"Two of them? There's one more," Jian Liang patted Fang Zilu's head, "Do you want to eat?"

Fang Zilu smiled instantly, like a flower: "Are you afraid that I will be hungry?"

"The extra," Jian Liangyi gently pulled his hair, "I just don't want to eat it."

After he finished talking about Fang Zilu, he laughed even happier. Jian Liangyi was a little speechless, thinking that this love brain is really hopeless.

"Jian Liangyi," Fang Zilu turned his head in the other direction, and blinked his doggy eyes drooping from the corners of his eyes, "It's good for the two of us."

The balcony faces the sun and cannot see the sunset.

But the afterglow of the evening was warm and sprinkled the two of them.

Fang Zilu's hair scratched his chin, and the ends of his hair were dyed golden.

Jian Liang rubbed his dog's head, and Fang Zilu narrowed his eyes, looking very useful.

Crabs seldom move in the pot, and the pliers knock on the wall of the plastic pot, making a "snap-tap-tap-tap" sound.

Fang Zilu raised his hand suddenly, pointing his index finger at himself.

Then, his right thumb and index finger were slightly bent, as if they were pinched into a semicircle, and he tapped his fingertips towards his chin twice, and at the same time nodded slightly his head twice.

Finally, he pointed at Jian Liangyi again.

"Do you know what it means?"

Jian Liang didn't know, but it wasn't completely ignorant.

Fang Zilu laughed dryly, and made the gesture again.

But this time he added a synchronous explanation.

"I like you."

Jian Liang admitted that being liked by Fang Zilu is a very comfortable thing.

Because you can be cared for at any time, whether you realize it or not.

It doesn't mean that Jian Liangyi must have someone to take care of her, but after class, it's more comfortable to go to the cafeteria to grab a meal on a small electric donkey than to eat leftovers under the sun.

Although he is still a fringe figure with little sense of presence in the crowd, Fang Zilu can always walk by his side, touching him with his arms from time to time, just like a high school boy, he will love and provoke whoever he likes.

Jian Liangyi will acquiesce in the opponent's actions in most cases, and of course Fang Zilu will not be too ostentatious outside.

Even after returning to the dormitory, the other party would always lie on Jian Liangyi's body for a while like a boneless one, as if charging urgently, and waited until Jian Liangyi forcibly broke his head off before going to take a bath listlessly.

"Scumbag," Fang Zilu tossed the towel into the bathroom, like a kicked donkey, "Did you fall in love with my money? Did you fall in love with my blackie?"

Jian Liang thought that Fang Zilu would go crazy every day, and when he was happy, he would say "hmm" twice perfunctorily.

He is a bit wicked, he likes to see Fang Zilu angry.

Of course, being angry is not really angry, it is the kind that can be recovered quickly with a little smoothing.

Perhaps because she has never tried this way of getting along with her before, Jian Liangyi gradually becomes addicted.

He likes that Fang Zilu is by his side anytime, anywhere, as if he can rub the young man's sunny hair with just a stretch of his hand.

This sense of dependence flooded out of control in just a few weeks.

It wasn't until Jian Liangyi swiped into Feng Min's circle of friends that she suddenly realized that she hadn't seen him for almost a month.

"Hello in November..." Fang Zilu poked his head from behind Jian Liangyi, poked his chin on his collarbone, and said meanly, "A festival for one person."

Jane coolly pressed the phone on the table, pushed the other person's head to tell him to get out.

"What holiday? Double Eleven?" Fang Zilu curled his lips, "Old green tea is here, I don't know how many younger sisters stare at this circle of friends like you and feel sad."

Jian Liang gave Fang Zilu a blank look, feeling sad and sad, his mind is peaceful.

"You're an old scumbag too." Fang Zilu passed his finger dishonestly over Jian Liangyi's jawline, "Never refuse, take the initiative and be irresponsible. From a certain point of view, you two are really a couple."

Jian Liangyi slapped Fang Zilu's hand open, and pushed him into the bathroom.

The day entered November, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

Jian Liangyi felt that she was wearing short sleeves a few days ago watching crabs on the balcony, but now she has to wear a thick coat or even a jacket.

Yuzhou doesn't seem to be overwhelmed by autumn, but Jian Liangyi still wants to struggle while wearing a sweater.

Until there was a thin snowfall on Double Eleven, Fang Zilu forced Jian Liangyi to put on a heavy coat.

He felt that ordering takeaway was not good enough, so he dragged Jian Liangyi to the newly opened hot pot restaurant outside the school to have some hot food.

"Do you know that your mouth is sometimes bloodless?" Fang Zilu tapped his lower lip, "I really wonder if you are anemic."

"No," Jian Liang pursed her lips, "It's just like that when it's cold."

"It's not getting any better when it's hot." Fang Zilu grabbed Jian Liangyi's hand that was tucked under his sleeve, "And your hand, it's never been warm."

Jian Liang looked left and right, pulled her hand back, but didn't pull it out: "It's outside."

Although the street lights on this road are very dim, and it is almost completely covered by dense trees, but such an intimate gesture is inevitably a bit too ostentatious and not suitable.

"When the hat is on, Mom won't recognize it."

Fang Zilu stuck the fluffy hat behind Jian Liangyi's coat on his head, and rubbed his cold ears by the way.

"You made it out of ice?" He couldn't help complaining, "I'm afraid that if you try harder, your ears will be rubbed off."

"Why are you touching my ear?" Jian Liangyi raised her hand to pinch the place where Fang Zilu rubbed her just now, "itch."

The two of you said one sentence to another, Fang Zilu squeezed the snow falling on the green belt in idleness, rubbed it for a long time to make a small snowball, and then handed it to Jian Liangyi like a treasure.

Jian Liangyi weighed it in his hand, then stuffed it into his collar.

"Fuck!"

Fang Zilu quickly lowered his head to shake the snowball off, Jian Liang pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, before he could run a few steps away, Fang Zilu grabbed his wrist and pressed his cold hand against his neck.

"Cool!" Jian Liang pushed Fang Zilu's hand, and the hat fell off his head during the fight.

"You also know?" Fang Zilu couldn't bear to put his cool hand on it, "Then you still put snow in my neck?"

"You gave it to me, and I'll give it back to you." Jian Liangyi opened Fang Zilu's hand, and the hot air he exhaled formed clouds that dissipated immediately in the air.

"I gave you too much." Fang Zilu bounced the snowflakes from Jian Liangyi's hair, "Throw me a papaya, and give me Qiongju, understand?"

He put away his usual joking tone, and read this sentence seriously and sincerely.

"It's been half a month." Fang Zilu took Jian Liangyi's hand and put it on his lips, "Have you thought about how to repay it?"

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The author has something to say:

I originally wanted to write a big fat chapter, but I was too busy today to write it.

But for the sweetness of this chapter, please forgive me QAQ