make zero with tears

People can say anything when they are emotionally excited, and Cui Zhannan is no exception.It's just that he still remembered that Fu Xinglin was watching at the side, so when he said this sentence at the end, it was somewhat deliberate.

After speaking, he couldn't stop himself from feeling cold.Tsk, talking like this for a lifetime... is really old-fashioned and nasty.Speaking of which, he usually never said such low-level love words, but today he was really angry with Yao Junze, and he started to speak indiscriminately.

However, Cui Zhannan may not even have imagined that this kind of extremely earthy love words could really impress Fu Xinglin, a seemingly noble and unattainable flower of Gaoling.At least because of these words, shallow ripples appeared in Fu Xinglin's peaceful heart...

"You are eccentric!" The voice of the boy in the voice-changing period was hoarse and unpleasant, and his roar was a kind of noise with strong penetrating power, "You help outsiders bully your nephew! I want to tell my mother! Tell my aunt! I Let my aunt take care of you!"

Cui Zhannan stared forward and grabbed the boy's collar, and laughed angrily: "You still dare to go to my mother? Let me tell you Yao Junze, even if you bring the Heavenly King here, I should fucking beat you up." You are not ambiguous at all!"

Although Yao Junze shouted happily, he was still afraid of Cui Zhannan in his bones.At this time, Cui Zhannan was holding him by the collar like a little chick, and his two thin and long legs kept kicking around.The corners of Fu Xinglin's mouth curled up unconsciously watching this scene, as if he found it extremely funny.

He felt that he had already seen the owner's struggle and full desire to survive from Yao Junze's distorted toes, which struggled and collapsed from the seams of his slippers, so he thought he should save his life with mercy.

Cui Zhannan was about to punch the kid again when someone patted him lightly on the shoulder behind him.He immediately put away the rage on his body and looked back.

Fu Xinglin smiled faintly at him: "Forget it, he didn't do it on purpose. You let him sit here and calm down for a while, and you take me to change a pair of pants first."

Cui Zhannan felt that Fu Xinglin was really understanding and gentle.Yao Junze, the bastard who made him angry when he saw it, he can be so tolerant, he is really a big boy with a kind heart.

Cui Zhannan rudely threw Yao Junze back into the seat, and said viciously, "Sit here honestly and reflect on yourself!"

Then he took Fu Xinglin by the arm and took him to his cloakroom.

Yao Junze sat sprawled in the chair, his thin chest heaved up and down, and his eyes were filled with the joy of being alive after the catastrophe.He glanced at the back of Fu Xinglin who came out with his uncle, and curled his lips.

"Green tea bitch!"

***

"I usually wear suits mostly, and there are only a few sets of sportswear. You can take whichever one you can wear."

Cui Zhannan's cloakroom is nearly [-] square meters, and Fu Xinglin was stunned when he entered.The last time I came to Cui Zhannan's house, I didn't visit the cloakroom, but this time it was an eye-opener.

A man whose cloakroom is bigger than his study, what kind of man is he...?

After seeing all kinds of clothes and trousers and fashion brand items in the cloakroom, Fu Xinglin was sure that Cui Zhannan is definitely a person who pays great attention to dressing.Even this kind of "focus" has gone beyond the scope of normal men.

Fu Xinglin looked at the row of sportswear in various colors and styles in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.It turns out that this is the "just a few sets" that Cui Zhannan said.He picked one at random, and after measuring it on his leg, he paused, then put it back and decided to pick another one.

And Cui Zhannan originally wanted to match Fu Xinglin with great interest, but after finding that most of his pants were not as long as Fu Xinglin's legs, he instantly emo again.

Fu Xinglin didn't pay attention to the depressed expression on Cui Zhannan's face. After careful selection, he finally found a pair of pants that he should be able to barely wear from the row of sportswear.Cui Zhannan looked at the pair of light gray sweatpants, and the little man in his heart sighed sadly.

These trousers were purchased by his former assistant after he misremembered his size.Because the trouser legs always drag the floor when he wears it, he put it on the shelf and never touched it again.Looking at it now, maybe Fu Xinglin's clothes should be just right.

Once again, Cui Zhannan intuitively felt that his strong and handsome figure looked like a little daughter-in-law in front of the handsome Fu Xinglin. He unconsciously took two steps back to put a little distance between him and Fu Xinglin.

"I think this one is fine," Fu Xinglin held the sweatpants in his hand and looked up at Cui Zhannan, "Where is the changing room?"

Cui Zhannan came back to his senses for a moment. He looked at the big boy in front of him, waved away any awkward thoughts in his heart, regrouped and began to look Fu Xinglin up and down.

"Just change it here."

Fu Xinglin's face froze. He looked at the faint smile on Cui Zhannan's face and judged whether he was telling the truth or joking.However, after the eyes of the two were deadlocked for a few seconds, Fu Xinglin found that this guy seemed to be serious.

He pursed his lower lip uncomfortably: "Then you... go out for a while, I'll go out after changing."

Cui Zhannan laughed all of a sudden: "What are you afraid of when they are all men? Are you afraid that I will see them?"

Fu Xinglin's face turned red: "No."

"I have everything you have, and I can't take advantage of you. You can change it as soon as possible. After a while, I will return your soiled trousers to our nanny, and I will wash them for you next time. It's time to take it away."

In fact, in the school dormitory, with classmates and roommates, they don't pay much attention to each other.I often see some male students in the corridors of the boys' dormitory dangling around wearing a boxer bottom.Fu Xinglin didn't reject changing clothes in front of his roommates, but for some reason, he just couldn't do this kind of thing in front of Cui Zhannan.

He always felt awkward, even Cui Zhannan was a man like him.

Seeing that Fu Xinglin's face was getting redder and redder, Cui Zhannan was also afraid that he would scare others away if he teased too much.So he smiled and lightly beat Fu Xinglin's shoulder with his fist: "Look at you, you are as awkward as a big girl. It's alright, alright, I won't make things difficult for you. In this way, I will turn around and not look at your head office, okay?" ?”

As he said that, Cui Zhannan turned around and turned his back to Fu Xinglin.Fu Xinglin also felt that he was a bit hypocritical. Seeing that Cui Zhannan had already avoided his eyes, he stopped dawdling, and sat on the leather sofa in the middle of the cloakroom, rustling into his pants.

Cui Zhannan stood there with his arms folded and a very relaxed posture.He raised his chin slightly and looked upwards, where there was a decorative mirror, the only function of which was to allow Cui Zhannan to check his hairstyle in 360 degrees before leaving the cloakroom.But now, standing in his position, he can clearly see Fu Xinglin on the sofa behind him from the mirror.

Cui Zhannan viewed it with an appreciation.

The kid had long, straight, white legs that looked as if they had been carefully carved by a sculptor.And his legs are not that weak and slender, but full of just right muscles.It was a pair of legs with both beauty and strength.Cui Zhannan admired wantonly with a smile on his lips, and his eyes went straight up from the slender ankles, slender calves, pink sexy knees, and well-proportioned thighs.However, when he saw the boxer part, his eyes suddenly stopped, and even the smile on his face froze.

Fu Xinglin moved very quickly, and put his pants on in two or three strokes.After putting on his slippers, he stood up and lowered his head to tie the drawstring on his trousers waist.The trousers fit him just right, the length and width of the trousers were just right.He picked up the sweatpants he had taken off, planning to take them back to school and wash them himself after class.However, at some point Cui Zhannan had already turned around, stepped forward, took his trousers and threw them into the laundry basket beside him.

"I told the nanny to wash it for you, so don't take it back."

Fu Xinglin opened his mouth, but didn't insist on anything.

"Okay, Brother Nan, I'll return the pants I'm wearing to you after I wash them."

Cui Zhannan waved his hand: "No, these pants are given to you. Otherwise, I don't wear them properly, so I'll give them to you when you're ready." After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and opened the door of the cloakroom first.

Fu Xinglin was a little puzzled. He didn't know what happened to Cui Zhannan. Why did he suddenly lose his mood after a few minutes?However, he always felt that Cui Zhannan's character was volatile, and he couldn't tell when he was happy and then suddenly unhappy.He followed Cui Zhannan out of the cloakroom in a daze, while Cui Zhannan waited at the door of the cloakroom.Seeing Fu Xinglin coming out, he stretched out his hand to close the door.

Fu Xinglin walked ahead and went straight to the study, while Cui Zhannan stood there and stared at Fu Xinglin's back.It is said that men's gray sweatpants are equivalent to women's black silk, but Cui Zhannan saw it just now with a casual glance.He looked down at his crotch depressedly, and suddenly felt that he couldn't be happy anymore.

He couldn't figure it out, how could such a clean, clean, beautiful and innocent face... have such a figure that didn't match his face?And not only is his stature a circle bigger than him, even his brother looks like...

He has been in love for so many years, and he has never felt inferior in this regard.It's not that he doesn't have comparisons. With his qualifications, at least he is very good among Asians.

But this Fu Xinglin...

"Xinglin," Cui Zhannan caught up with him and suddenly stopped him, "Are you a purebred Chinese?"

Fu Xinglin stopped in his tracks and looked puzzled: "What?"

Cui Zhannan, who was in front of him, twisted his eyebrows and continued to ask with a face full of reluctance: "Is there no foreign blood in your family's ancestors? It's from Europe and the United States."

Fu Xinglin was extremely surprised, wondering why Cui Zhannan would ask such a strange question suddenly.But even though he felt weird, he still answered honestly: "No, our family has no foreign blood."

Cui Zhannan felt even more sad, and he was no longer in the mood to play hooligans.He seemed a little weak and said: "Okay." After a pause, "Let's go, let's go and see how Junze is doing."

The author has something to say:

Hahahaha, the majestic little Xinglin just made Cui Dashao feel depressed before showing up through a layer of cloth~

PS: Today I want to hold a lottery, and the top five in the comment area will give out red envelopes, everyone, speed up!

Then let me say a word, I see everyone discussing the issue of perspective.I have changed it to mutual attack, so it must be mutual attack~ It's just that the so-called attack and receiving of these two people are only relative terms.This may be my bad taste, I like to watch slag Gong overturn the car and suffer with tears (covering mouth and laughing)