you have the ability to wear a skirt

Fang Zilu is extremely threatening at times like a bomb/bomb.

But at other times it is particularly reassuring.

- like now.

Jian Liangyi's personality is not cheerful, and she has been studying and living alone since she was a child.

Even if there is a grandma at home, it is still impossible to speak three words for five days.

Occasionally Feng Min would come out to get some soy sauce, but he was limited to strolling around him, and left soon.

With his parents not around, his guard was pulled to the fullest, and he didn't try to rely on him—of course, it was also because he didn't dare.

It seems that everyone will leave, and no one will last long.

Fang Zilu felt the same way at first.

But now he has an inexplicable sense of steadfastness, always thinking, will Fang Zilu be different?

"Sleep?" Fang Zilu rubbed Jian Liangyi's face with the palm of his hand, "I haven't slept well in the past few days, and now I want to yawn when I stick to the bed."

Only then did Jian Liangyi notice the faint dark circles under Fang Zilu's eyes, he leaned closer and tapped with the tip of his index finger.

"Huh?" Fang Zilu raised his arm and rubbed his cuff on his face, "Is there anything?"

Jian Liangyi withdrew her hand again: "There are dark circles under the eyes."

"Sleepy," Fang Zilu bowed and rested his forehead on Jian Liangyi's shoulder, "I really want to sleep."

A frizzy head rubbed against the side of his neck, and Jian Liangyi raised her eyes to look at the bed in Fang Zilu next door.

Although Liang Yuebai washed the sheets and dried the quilt for him, but he hadn't put on a cover yet, so he definitely couldn't just fall asleep.

If so...

Jian Liangyi was tangled in her heart for a while, staring at Fang Zilu's exposed back of the neck and said stiffly: "You...do you want to sleep here for a while?"

He never let anyone else sleep in his bed, let alone slept with him.

But if the object is Fang Zilu, Jian Liangyi thinks it is not necessarily impossible.

Can try.

There was a chuckle on the bed behind his ear, Fang Zilu moved his butt forward, and hugged Jian Liangyi into his arms.

"Forget it," he rubbed the back of the other person's head, and the words he said were heavy with joy, "I'm afraid of touching your leg."

It was rare for Jian Liangyi to take the initiative to express herself, and she was rejected just for that.

He was a little unhappy, and pushed Fang Zilu: "My legs are fine."

"Not too crowded?" Fang Zilu asked again.

Jian Liang frowned: "Why do you talk so much?"

"Ah..." Fang Zilu dragged his voice and rubbed Jian Liangyi's shoulders, laughing so hard that he almost collapsed, "You're greedy for me."

"Get lost..." Jane coolly tore the person off her body.

"You can be greedy," Fang Zilu just leaned over to kiss him again, "You can do it to me right now."

Jian Liang suppressed her smile, put her palm on Fang Zilu's face, "You..."

He likes to be in contact with Fang Zilu, whether it's hugging or kissing.

There is a touch of body temperature between the skin and a reassuring smell.

"Squeeze?" Fang Zilu kissed his fingertips, "Do you want to take off your pants?"

According to Jian Liangyi, she usually sleeps, and she must take off her pants when she enters the bed.

It's just that Fang Zilu is here today, so he won't take it off even if he wants to.

"Watch me?" Fang Zilu lifted the quilt and moved closer to Jian Liangyi, "Hug for a while."

Jian Liangyi was pushed aside, disgusted by Fang Zilu's stickiness: "Have you let go?"

People are almost hanging on him, still hugging, hugging a fart.

"I'm a little nervous," Fang Zilu patted the pillow, "It's okay for the two of us, sharing the same bed, so don't let it go."

"Then you go down." Jian Liangyi sat down by herself, ready to sleep.

"It's all like this, and you still want to get rid of me?" Fang Zilu lay beside him, and asked with a smile, "You scumbag, do you want to be put in a coffin?"

Jane coolly pulled the quilt to cover half of her face.

He was tightly dressed and took off his coat.

Fang Zilu took off his sweater because he thought it was too hot, and put it on top of the quilt.

You can feel the weight when you move your legs.

The two lay down properly for a while, and Jian Liangyi even thought about what the teacher said in class this morning.

In the end, the content didn't come up with anything, the quarrel with Fang Zilu was like a recording playback, and every sentence jumped into his mind.

So much so that the scene of him being pressed against the door and kissed by Fang Zilu out of breath later came to mind.

He said harsh words angrily, every sentence was hypocritical and childish, and he was blah blah, blah, blah, blah.

I feel wronged.

Suddenly, Fang Zilu turned sideways, with his arms across Jian Liangyi's chest.

Before he could react, the palm grabbed the other shoulder and hugged him weakly.

Jian Liangyi tilted her head and looked at the other party. Fang Zilu closed his eyes, as if he was fast asleep.

You shouldn't be asleep, right?

Jian Liang thought to herself.

Sure enough, the next moment Fang Zilu chuckled and buried his face in the pillow: "Aren't you tired from being tense?"

Jian Liangyi's face became hot: "Take your hands away."

"Hold for a while..." Fang Zilu took Jian Liangyi into his arms generously this time, "Relax, and lie down however you feel comfortable."

Jian Liangyi lay down on his side like a piece of wood, he rubbed his hands secretly and shrunk into the quilt, his forehead just touched Fang Zilu's chin, and he could hear Fang Zilu's breathing coming from above.

It was warm under the quilt, and my heart was beating under the sweater.

He closed his eyes, but his sense of hearing and smell became more and more sensitive.

Fang Zilu's breath and heartbeat, Fang Zilu's breath and taste.

What a wonderful Fang Zilu.

Just as Jian Liangyi raised her hand to cover Shang Zilu's waist, the next second, someone grabbed the back of her hand and pulled her back.

"Hug if you want." Fang Zilu whispered in his ear.

Jian Liangyi's ears turned red, thinking that this was the case anyway, she hugged her in a sudden.

"You have to be responsible," Fang Zilu urged, as if reciting scriptures, "I'm a man of good family, and I've never been hugged around my waist..."

Jane coolly patted him on the back: "Stop talking."

After a nap, she slept soundly, and Jian Liangyi even had a dream.

In the park full of fallen leaves in autumn, he was holding Fang Zilu with one hand and a big golden retriever with the other.

The gravel road was a bit rough, and he walked very slowly, as if he would never reach the end.

Fang Zilu said it didn't matter, he was here.

So he never left, he was always there.

During class in the afternoon, the two stepped on the bell to enter the classroom.

The teacher was doing roll call, and raised his eyelids to look at them.

There were still a few scattered seats in the first row. Just as Jian Liangyi was about to go over and sit down, Fang Zilu dragged her to the last row.

There is no way to listen to this class.

Jian Liangyi was stared at by Fang Zilu for more than an hour, not only had to look at her eyes, but also pulled her hands under the desk.

He had to take notes, and he struggled away several times in disgust, but Fang Zilu quietly led him back.

After going back and forth, Jian Liang threw the pen away.

Forget it.

It was nearly six o'clock and school was about to end, and Jian Liangyi received another message from Feng Min.

He clicked on the dialog box, and suddenly remembered that he still had a dinner tonight.

Liang Yuebai was in the city, so he had to take Feng Min's car there.

"Reply," Fang Zilu tilted his body, leaning his head on Jian Liangyi's shoulder, "Look at Auntie, come back early."

Jane coolly rubbed his head, and turned back to "okay".

After school, Fang Zilu rode Xiaohei to send Jian Liangyi to the north gate of the school.

Feng Min's car was waiting on the side of the road, and when he saw Jian Liangyi coming, he got out of the car to pick him up.

"Sit in the back." Fang Zilu clasped the palm of Jian Liangyi's head and rubbed it.

Jian Liangyi frowned, and opened the dishonest hand: "The head is messed up. The hair is messed up."

"Have a good meal with Auntie." Fang Zilu looked at Feng Min and smiled mockingly, "I'll pick you up when I get back."

Jian Liang looked at Feng Min, then turned around and gave Fang Zilu a slightly speechless look: "Got it."

"Eat enough," Fang Zilu watched Jian Liangyi sitting in the back row, and waved to him, "I'm leaving."

Jane nodded coolly: "Be careful."

The two got along intimately and peacefully. Feng Min closed the car window and sat in the front seat for a while before starting the car.

He looked at Jian Liangyi in the rearview mirror, but she was facing out the window, not looking at him.

Silence brought impatience, scratching people's heart.

Feng Min stepped on the brakes at an intersection, taking advantage of the red light for more than 80 seconds, he finally spoke.

"You and Fang Zilu..." He weighed his words and finally sighed, "Did you know?"

Jian Liangyi still looked out of the window, but nodded lightly: "Yeah."

Then there was another silence.

"I..." Feng Min frowned, "You should be able to understand my feelings."

"No," Jian Liang said lightly, "I can't understand."

No matter what the reason or motive, Jian Liangyi couldn't understand Feng Min.

Because he missed the call, Fang Zilu spent the New Year's Eve in Huai City alone.

The winter vacation full of misunderstandings, inexplicable estrangement.

It was all because Feng Min answered the call.

Even the call log was deleted.

"Xiaoyi," Feng Min lowered his voice, as if cautiously, "Are you blaming me?"

Jane coolly pursed her lips, but did not answer.

"I apologize to you if it made you uncomfortable." Feng Min paused for a few seconds, then continued, "I didn't think much about it at the time..."

"The light is green." Jian Liangyi turned her face and interrupted him.

He saw Feng Min in the rearview mirror—an annoyed and bewildered look.

Jian Liangyi has never seen Feng Min like this.

In front of Fang Zilu, he rarely mentioned Feng Min.

On the one hand, Feng Min's position between the two of them was awkward, and on the other hand, he didn't know how to defend the other party.

Everything Fang Zilu said was justified, and what he scolded was also reasonable.

Jian Liangyi either kept silent, or let the other party talk.

That's all he can do.

You can't scold people with Fang Zilu.

But now in front of Feng Min, Jian Liangyi realized that she didn't want to turn the topic around on Feng Min even more.

Because he talked too much like this, he became a little angry.

But he didn't want to be angry with Feng Min.

will be annoying.

"Let's talk about it after dinner," Jian Liangyi lowered her head and turned on her mobile phone, "My mother is urging me."

After eating a meal for more than two hours, Liang Yuebai brought two of her friends over, boasting about Jian Liangyi.

Although Jian Liangyi was a little uncomfortable, Liang Yuebai seemed very happy, so he endured it.

After the meal, Feng Minzai went back with a cool mind.

The street lights next to the road were on, and it was completely dark.

Fang Zilu started to urge him half an hour ago, sending a series of messages every three to five minutes.

At the dinner table, Jian Liang didn't reply to him, but now that she was free, she replied one by one.

Sometimes he felt that Fang Zilu was full of stupidity, like the stupid son of the landlord's family, but also a little cute.

When replying to the message, she unconsciously smiled, Jian Liang lowered her eyes and drew the line of her lips, the corners of her lips were full of happiness.

"squeak--"

The sudden brake made Jian Liangyi lean forward, he sat up straight and looked at the front row.

There were no traffic lights, so Feng Min pulled over and parked in the emergency area.

"Xiaoyi, have you promised him yet?" Feng Min cut to the point, and finally stopped talking about those twists and turns.

Jian Liangyi put away her phone, thought for two seconds and then nodded seriously.

In fact, strictly speaking, he has not agreed yet, but there seems to be no difference between the two.No matter how much he struggles afterwards, it's up to him and Fang Zilu, Feng Min can already acquiesce in the ending here.

"Why do you..." Feng Min simply turned around, "You have known him for less than a year."

Jane was silent for a moment: "It has nothing to do with time."

"Are you serious?" Feng Min seemed in disbelief.

Jane Liangyi opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"How long have you guys known Fang Zilu like that? He's a young master from a rich family who hasn't seen anyone before, so why is he so devoted to you?"

Jian Liang was stunned for a moment, and the whole person seemed to be stunned.

"Have you thought about the future? What can he give you after graduation? He didn't like men before, so he was just fresh."

Feng Min was no longer as persuasive as before, he was terribly direct this time, and he threw all the most heart-wrenching words on Jian Liangyi's face.

"We've known each other for almost ten years, only my aunt and I can think about this for you."

The mobile phone held in the palm of the hand has a new message in advance, and Jian Liang knows it is from Fang Zilu even if she doesn't look at it.

"Why are you together?" Feng Min asked, "How did you explain to Auntie?!"

"I didn't think so much." Jian Liang breathed out, slowing down her intense heartbeat.He closed his eyes for a moment and waited until his emotions stabilized before opening them again, "If Fang Zilu wants to be fresh, then I'll just play for fun. I don't have to have a future with him."

Feng Min frowned tightly, as if he couldn't understand.

"He can do whatever he wants," Jian Liang said lightly, "I can do whatever."

After this speech, Feng Min seemed even more puzzled.

He tried to substitute it in, and came to a conclusion that he didn't quite believe.

——"You really didn't come?"

Jian Liang looked at Feng Min, and shook her head lightly: "I don't intend to dump him before he dumps me."

Feng Min didn't understand again: "If he keeps..."

Jian Liangyi continued: "Then keep going."

Feng Min's face slowly darkened: "You... like him?"

"Well," Jian Liangyi clenched the phone with five fingers, and answered unexpectedly simply, "I like it."

Feng Min reacted for a long time before leaning back in the chair again. He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he couldn't accept it: "Why have you...how long?"

This has nothing to do with time, Jian Liang said thoughtfully.

From Feng Min's point of view, they were less than a year old.

But as early as last year, Fang Zilu had kissed the corner of his lips.

Perhaps starting from that acquiescing kiss, he has made earth-shaking changes without telling everyone.

He likes Fang Zilu, even when he didn't know it.

No matter when Fang Zilu appears, Jian Liangyi will always have this emotion.

He couldn't resist a sun.

And this sun only warms him.

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Fang Zilu: Read back and forth a hundred times.

At the beginning, I thought about writing 20w, but now it seems that 15w can be finished!At the beginning, this book was also a hole that was opened directly by the brain. My sister thought that the progress was so fast that she couldn't even write 20w. It has been a long time since I wrote such a fast-paced article. It feels good, and I will continue to ovo