you have the ability to wear a skirt

At the beginning, Jian Liangyi was still complaining in her heart, she had fucking indulged Fang Zilu to the point of doing the next one, and there was nothing else she couldn't condone.

But when Fang Zilu tossed him back and forth to death and wanted to continue, he thought, fuck you, whoever loves pampers whoever pampers him.

Fang Zilu almost killed him.

The kind that can't stop shouting.

The first time is not very skilled, young and impulsive.

Jian Liangyi had an injury on his leg, Fang Zilu was afraid of hurting him, so he thought he restrained himself a lot.

But Jian Liangyi didn't feel that the other party was restrained at all, and thought that this person seemed to have a grudge against her.

Even his whole body hurt the next day, so he simply took sick leave and lay down in the dormitory.

Fang Zilu, a veteran who skipped classes, threw the mess to Tang Xiao, and stayed in the dormitory to take care of Jian Liangyi.

Fortunately, there are two beds in the dormitory, and after one is built, there is another.

He washed the sheets very diligently, changed the quilt, and greeted Jian Liangyi by his bedside, rubbed his waist and legs.

Jian Liang didn't want to talk to him very much, and turned her head to the side to sleep on her own.

Fang Zilu worked hard for a long time without any results, and even kicked his shoes and went to bed.

He was used to being sticky, so he wanted to lean on Jian Liangyi.

Hugging the person into his arms, Fang Zilu kissed the other person's hair, loving him very much.

"Fang Zilu," Jian Liangyi grabbed the clothes on his chest and said in a muffled voice, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Fang Zilu hurriedly looked down at him.

"I want to tell you something." Jian Liangyi pulled Fang Zilu back in front of her again, her voice was so low that she couldn't hear clearly, "Aunt Xu helped me with my mother's money."

Fang Zilu paused, and put Jian Liangyi into his arms: "Well, what then?"

"I know there's nothing wrong with it," Jane said coolly, "but I always think... If my mother didn't give me the money, wouldn't they help me."

"Maybe," Fang Zilu said slowly, putting his lips against the other's forehead, "They might help you in another way."

The person in his arms was silent for a long time, and suddenly sniffed.

Jian Liangyi once despaired of her own life.

He seemed to be standing on the edge of darkness, unable to find any light.

So whenever someone pulled him up, he would stumble and follow.

Feng Min is that kind of person.

"If it wasn't for Feng Min, my dad would have found me." Jian Liangyi suddenly laughed, "I was thinking that if I was caught back, I would kill them all."

Fang Zilu also let out a muffled laugh: "Are you quite wild?"

"That's right," Jane said coolly, "I was only six or seven years old at that time."

At a young age, he was desperately thinking about death, and he knew what was waiting for him next.

"My heart hurts." Fang Zilu patted Jian Liangyi's back, "Hug my boyfriend."

Jian Liangyi felt that this feeling was very strange, and when she looked up, she saw Fang Zilu's slightly bearded chin.

No wonder he felt flustered.

"I'm telling you this, just to tell you, Feng Min..." Jian Liang thought for a while, but didn't know what kind of position to give this person, "He has always been very special to me."

"Special?" Fang Zilu was obviously emotional.

"Neutral is special," Jian Liang said, "If you say that he is a friend, he is not like you and Liao Ming."

Feng Min never regarded Jian Liangyi as a friend at all.

"Forget it," Fang Zilu sighed, "I think that person is mentally ill, and I can't see you well."

"Probably," Jian Liangyi didn't understand, "I've been thinking that Aunt Xu and Uncle Feng are pretty good, why would they educate a child with Feng Min's character..."

"Your father even educated you," Fang Zilu said, "Can parents and children be the same?"

Jian Liang thought about it for the same reason: "Then your parents are very different from you?"

"My mother?" Fang Zilu smiled and squeezed Jian Liangyi's side, "Want to see mother-in-law?"

Jane coolly opened his hand: "What mother-in-law?"

"If you want me to take you home anytime," Fang Zilu kissed him, "Are you coming?"

Jane coolly paused: "Take me home?"

"Take you home." Fang Zilu replied very simply.

He took Jane Liangyi's hand and clasped his fingers tightly: "Go back like this."

Jian Liangyi had a sore nose: "Will your parents agree?"

"My parents are very open-minded," Fang Zilu shrugged, "Liao Ming called my father that night, and he probably already knew about it."

Jian Liangyi directly propped up her body: "Got it?"

"Ang," Fang Zilu pulled him back into his arms again, "My dad is very reasonable, if he didn't think I did the right thing, he would have apologized to others a long time ago."

Jian Liang couldn't understand: "Uncle still thinks you did the right thing?"

"Why not?" Fang Zilu asked, "My father told me since I was a child that I should be beaten when I should, as long as I don't kill myself."

Jane coolness: "..."

"I usually don't hit people." Fang Zilu felt that he was quite innocent. "Anyone who can make me do it is really owed to hit."

Jian Liangyi felt that these words made sense.

"Aunt Xu probably won't let me associate with Feng Min anymore, and I don't want to associate with him either."

A "friend" who regards himself as garbage, there is really no need to continue wasting feelings.

Fang Zilu was silent for a moment, then rubbed his opponent's hair: "Is your leg still sore? I'll pinch it for you again."

He got up and tucked the corner of the quilt for Jian Liangyi, reached into the end of the quilt and pinched the troubled calf.

"Do you think the doctor will notice anything when you change the dressing next time? What if he tells me to be careful in bed..."

Jian Liangyi picked up a pillow on one side and threw it at Fang Zilu's head.

"Jian Liangyi, am I alright?" Fang Zilu had a high opinion of himself, "What do you think I need to correct, we will communicate in time."

When Jian Liangyi thought of last night's tragedy, she got a headache: "Stop when I say stop."

"Did the yelling stop at that time really stop?" Fang Zilu asked back, "Didn't yelling stop back then add to the fun?"

To add to the fun, Jian Liang kicked her legs and even wanted to kick Fang Zilu in the face.

"But I think you should be quite comfortable," Fang Zilu leaned over and whispered, "It's just that the voice is too low."

Jane coolly pulled the quilt to cover her face: "Can you shut up?"

"It's true that the dormitory can't be let go, maybe someone will bother you," Fang Zilu thought for a while, "How about we go out next time?"

"There will be no next time." Jian Liang said in a muffled voice.

"Yes, yes." Fang Zilu scratched Jian Liangyi's ankle with his fingertips, "This bed is too small, I can't let it go at all, I really wronged you, I should take you out."

"Okay," Jian Liangyi folded the quilt on her chest and interrupted him, "Don't you have anything else on your mind?"

"When will you come home with me?" Fang Zilu grinned, "When will you take me home?"

Jian Liangyi looked down at the other party's eyes and smiled.

The way Fang Zilu sat at the end of the bed rubbing his calf really looked like a large squatting dog.

Warm, sincere and loyal.

Jian Liangyi has always been envious of Fang Zilu's wanton and frankness, as if the world would be his.

Fang Zilu is the best, and his things are also the best.

Jian Liangyi has nothing, and she doesn't know what the other party likes about her.

Inferiority is like a colony that grows in a dark ditch, dirty and cumbersome.

He was overwhelmed by Fang Zilu's liking, and wanted to put it properly, but was always afraid of losing it.

It's like owning something you shouldn't have, and you look like a thief wherever you go.

It wasn't until one day that the beam of sunlight shone on his fingertips, that Jian Liangyi discovered that brilliant scenes can also bloom from the deepest and darkest mud.

"Let's go have dinner with my mother tonight," Jian Liang said, "I should tell her what happened."

About Feng Min, about Fang Zilu.

All the things that he would have kept in his heart should be said.

At least let him have a reasonable explanation for what he did.

"So suddenly?" Fang Zilu immediately became alert, "I wasn't ready."

"There's no need to prepare anything," Jian Liang smiled, "Maybe someone is more nervous than you."

"Who?" Fang Zilu Baozhu Jianliang's soles.

Jian Liangyi thought for a while, and came up with a rather reluctant identity: "I'm 'little dad'?"

"Oh!" Fang Zilu immediately understood, "Our mother is too charming."

Jian Liang looked at Fang Zilu and laughed: "Who is 'our mother' with you?"

Is the world full of evil?

Simple thought.

Nor is it.

There is still Fang Zilu in this world.

If he can go back to the past, he must tell his former self that his sun is still on his way.

The opponent was too dazzling, he had to stand up and meet him.

Because one day in the future, he can also live like Fang Zilu.

Confident, brilliant, wanton and unrestrained.

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The author has something to say:

Finished writing!The text ends here!

There is an open if line next door, what would happen if Fang Zilu picked up Jian Liangyi, I just wrote a short story, if you are interested, you can go and read it.

This article is really after I dreamed of them two, I wrote it passionately. The whole process is just a rough outline, and my mother can't even recognize it.

Thank you for being cute all the way, reading and writing comments with real feelings, 11's character is too awkward, thank you readers for your tolerance, my friends and I cried.

Let’s write something about daily life outside the fan. Fang Zilu takes Jian Liangyi back to meet his parents and so on. I haven’t written about Fang Zilu’s family yet, but they have been in my mind for a long time. They are a lovely family, and they will definitely be very happy. Like 11!

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