On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

After the second day's class ended, Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi still had to go to the sports center for training as usual.

The basketball team and the cheerleading team are separated. The basketball team is in the basketball hall on the second floor, while the cheerleading team is on the first floor. There is no heating in the sports center. Ye Jiaqing wears thick clothes when he leaves the dormitory. Ear muffs are ready before school starts.

It's white and fluffy like two balls of wool tightly clasping the ears.

Ye Jiaqing followed Song Nanqi step by step, "Teacher Song, give me some protection from the wind."

Song Nanqi looked back at him. The other party was wearing a thick down jacket, and the hat was so big that it covered his whole head when he put it on.

Can it be blown like this?

He reached out and grabbed Ye Jiaqing to his side.

Ye Jiaqing suddenly seemed to be frightened, and lifted his hat, his eyes and lips were reddish, "What are you doing?"

Naturally, Song Nanqi couldn't say "fuck you", not in this life, nor in the next life.

He was a little puzzled, "Wuwu, you are a little strange today."

"It's not surprising," Ye Jiaqing walked forward. The wind blew the soft goose feathers around the edge of his down jacket like catkins, and his side face was as transparent as glass under the harsh winter sun. Fluttering uneasily, "Mr. Song, you really think a lot all day long."

Song Nanqi walked beside him without saying a word.

Ye Jiaqing turned to look at him, then suddenly raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder frivolously, "Young man who doesn't know how to fall in love, learn from your brother, don't think about things all day long."

He took pictures vigorously, as if he was really Song Nanqi's big brother.

"Then you, teach me." Song Nanqi lowered his eyes slightly, his slender and long eyelashes cast a thin shadow on his cold expression.

The other party is so serious

Ye Jiaqing swallowed, and shouted in his heart: Song Nanqi, you can't take a joke! ! !

Seeing that Ye Jiaqing didn't answer, Song Nanqi didn't continue to hold on to this topic. There was a large group of people standing at the entrance of the sports center. When they got close, they recognized Tang Xuan and Tangshan.

Tang Xian was squatting on the flower bed, holding a bowl of hot and sour powder in his hand. Seeing Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi approaching, he speeded up and swallowed what was in his mouth, and then waved to them.

"Here."

"I haven't seen you for a few days." Tang Xian blinked at them, "It's the end of the month, Lao Song, don't slip away on New Year's Day."

Ye Jiaqing bumped Song Nanqi with his shoulder, "I'll go in first."

Watching Ye Jiaqing leave, Tang Xian slammed his mouth, "Why do I feel that the little school girl looks better after a few days?"

Song Nanqi will not participate in this kind of topic.

How good-looking Ye Jiaqing is is not something a boyfriend can talk about with other people.

"I hate it so much!"

"I should have known that I would not be a sports student at the beginning. After I finished studying science, I applied to the medical school. After that, I will share a dormitory with the small school. Can I not spend time with the small school?"

"You don't have to regret it since Pangu opened the world, you might as well just say why you didn't reincarnate as Lao Song."

"wipe."

"Have you finished eating? After eating, go up to practice." Tang Shan zipped up his jacket and went in first.

The flower beds outside the sports center were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, which was hard because the dew had condensed into ice that could shatter when pinched.

Xintai is a coastal city that is neither south nor north. The four seasons are particularly clear and distinct. It is winter when it is said to be winter. Roasted sweet potatoes and fried chestnuts are indispensable in winter.

Jiang Lu and the others had already arrived, and they had already danced several times before Ye Jiaqing came late.

But no one cares about it, even if Ye Jiaqing doesn't practice with them, he still dances better than them.

"Is it cold?" Jiang Lu saw Ye Jiaqing sitting on a chair wrapped up like a rice dumpling, "Why are you dressed like this? Are you wearing earmuffs?"

Ye Jiaqing hid his chin in his collar, glanced at Jiang Lu, "I'm afraid of the cold."

"Then what will happen on the day of the game? We ordered shorts, which go up to the knees."

"What about up there?" Ye Jiaqing asked.

"Oh, it was originally short-sleeved, but it's not too cold recently, so I changed it into a sweater. It's blue, sky blue, and it sure looks good on you."

"..."

Jiang Lu said again: "The trousers must not be long trousers, girls are all short skirts, and you guys are so tightly wrapped, it's not proper."

Ye Jiaqing said in a low voice, "I know."

Jiang Lu: "It's okay, I read the weather forecast that day, and it will be sunny that week, so it probably won't be too cold."

Jiang Lu: "By the way, are you going home on New Year's Day?"

Ye Jiaqing put his hands in his pockets, watched the team in front of him disperse and gather again, and regained his senses, "No, do you want to rehearse?"

"Yes, you have to participate in the next few days, so as not to be unable to cooperate temporarily." Jiang Lu said.

Ye Jiaqing exhaled, "No problem."

Although Ye Jiaqing was only required to participate in the rehearsal on New Year's Day, Ye Jiaqing rehearsed with them at the end of today, and the effect was even better than expected. Even though the protagonist was wrapped round and round like a penguin, it did not affect the his play.

He is good-looking, indescribably good-looking, with a sense of clarity that rushes towards him, any piece of skin that is exposed is as white as cream, and it looks and feels like cream.

But his movements didn't lack a little bit of strength. Jiang Lu lost his mind. There must be some people in the school who would be jealous of Ye Jiaqing for getting Song Nanqi's full attention, but more people are envious of Song Nanqi, envious of him robbing Song Nanqi Everyone took the little school flower in front of them.

The inside of the basketball hall was much warmer than the one below. After they finished their last game, they each packed up their things to take away, as well as the mineral water bottles thrown on the ground.

Tang Xian looked down from the window while putting on his jacket, and happened to see Ye Jiaqing rehearsing. He glanced at Song Nanqi who was standing aside, and said sincerely: "Your life is too good."

Song Nanqi glanced at him, and the expression on the corners of his brows and eyes was rather cold, "It has nothing to do with fate."

This kind of words sounded like Song Nanqi took a huge advantage and divided Ye Jiaqing into an asset, a valuable thing, which was a kind of tarnish and insult.

To be precise, how lucky he is, how lucky he is to be liked by Ye Jiaqing.

Tang Xian's expression gradually became complicated and unspeakable. After a long while, he said, "You and my brother are so similar, you two were born by the same mother."

Seeing the end of the cheerleading rehearsal, Song Nanqi picked up the schoolbag on the bench, "Let's go, goodbye."

"Hey..." Tang Xian hasn't had time to talk about going to dinner together at night. It's been so many days since we met, and it's so cold, so it's suitable for a dinner party, hot pot and beer.

But Song Nanqi didn't give him a chance to invite him, and when he finished heaving, Song Nanqi's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"That's right, if you have a daughter-in-law, forget about your brother, right?"

Tang Shan said calmly, "You are just teammates, not brothers, don't rub your hands."

"..."

Jiang Lu and Ye Jiaqing were the last to leave. Jiang Lu ordered milk tea, which was delivered just as they were about to finish, taking care of the girls, so they bought hot ones.

He stuffed the last cup of milk tea in the incubator into Ye Jiaqing's hand, and said mysteriously, "Pearl milk tea, but I added red beans for you."

If he hadn't acted like an elder secretly stuffing red envelopes, no one would have guessed that his bowl of water was not level.

Ye Jiaqing held the milk tea, feeling a little embarrassed, "Then they"

"My money, my money," Jiang Lu said hastily, "How could I embezzle the 580, [-], [-] cents of our department's public funds? This is all my own money."

"Then, thank you." Ye Jiaqing laughed enough to dispel the chill of winter around him, "Next time I will treat you to milk tea."

Jiang Lu was dazzled again.

He doesn't want Ye Jiaqing's idea, he is Yan Kong, he likes the little school girl!

Song Nanqi came out from the corridor on the left, and he walked straight towards Ye Jiaqing and Jiang Lu. Jiang Lu saw it, and sighed with a little sour tone, "You guys have a good relationship. coming."

Ye Jiaqing tore open the straw and took a sip of the milk tea, um, it was sweet, very sweet.

Song Nanqi approached and greeted Jiang Lu first, "Good afternoon, senior."

Jiang Lu responded weakly, "Good afternoon, Song Nanqi."

Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi stood closer, "Then let's go."

Ye Jiaqing was still happily waving at Jiang Lu, Song Nanqi quietly covered his down jacket cap, Ye Jiaqing's eyes darkened, and then he was grabbed by the shoulders, and he was dragged away.

Jiang Lu's loving mother froze with a smile on her face, "..."

Song Nanqi was really faking it! ! !The forum was right!What's wrong with waving?

Ye Jiaqing was able to see the sun again when he was outside the sports center. His hair was messed up. He looked at Song Nanqi's indifferent expression, hugged his arm and said, "Are you jealous?"

Song Nanqi glanced at him, "Jiang Lu is our senior."

"Answer to the question." Ye Jiaqing thought that he didn't have any vests on his body anyway, so it didn't matter. "You're just jealous, aren't you?"

"Yes."

Ye Jiaqing was quite surprised that Song Nanqi could admit it so frankly.

After all, if it was just a very simple and innocent friend, Song Nanqi would not care about it, let alone care about it, and would not take Ye Jiaqing away as he did today.

"Mr. Song, didn't you say that you don't care about normal social interaction?"

"How can you forget what you said yourself?"

Ye Jiaqing has had a problem since she was a child. She has a little habit like a cat. She always scratches her paws when she knows she can't touch them, and pokes her twice when she knows she can't say them.

In front of his own people, he never bothered to pretend.

They walked slowly in the square, and Song Nanqi slowly clenched Ye Jiaqing's hand.

Song Nanqi's figure was tall and straight, and there was always a not-so-obvious desire for dominance and control in his calm expression.

But Ye Jiaqing was walking beside him, so he couldn't see it - Ye Jiaqing could only see Song Nanqi's expression as if he was thinking, so he obediently waited for Song Nanqi's answer.

After a while, Song Nanqi's low voice rang in the air and in his ears.

"I know it's wrong to restrict your normal social interaction," the afternoon sun fell on Song Nanqi's eyelashes and nose lips with a thin layer of gold, sliding out flickering shadows, "So I'm now for my previous Arbitrary and self-apologizing to you."

Ye Jiaqing blinked, "What do you mean?"

Song Nanqi clenched Ye Jiaqing's hand, "Wuwu, I think I like you very much, so I have some incorrect but normal emotions and behaviors. I will be unhappy because you smile at others. I hope you only see me , you just look at me, I hope you only belong to me, just like a baby, I will bathe, dress and feed you."

"I hope that everything about you, everything about you, belongs to me."

Ye Jiaqing reacted for a long time, even ignoring the pain in his fingers from being clenched. After reacting, his face was as hot and soft as if it had been steamed by boiling water.

He held back for a long time, and said, "Mr. Song, you were not like this before!"