Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Pressing the shower switch, Ji Lianhuo wrapped a towel around his waist, walked to the sink, and raised his hand to wipe off the mist on the mirror.

My body is much stronger than when I first came here, it no longer looks so thin, and I also have smooth muscle lines.

Facing the mirror, Ji Lianhuo turned sideways and looked at the scar on his lower back.

Round, little red dots.

Ji Lianhuo stroked the scar lightly with his fingers, and suddenly understood why many people said that scars are medals.

This is the first time that I have protected the traces of Zhaozhao, hiding the glory deeply.

Ji Lianhuo has always disliked the various scars on his body, ugly like a twisted centipede, but this is an exception.

Looking at the scars in the mirror, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

Ji Dabao lay lazily on the bed, buttoning his hairline boredly, when he heard the door of the bathroom door rattling, he turned his head and saw that it was his uncle coming out of the shower.

Ji Lianhuo wiped his hair with a towel, and suddenly realized that his hair was almost reaching his eyes, but Brother Zhaomou didn't seem to mention giving him a haircut.

Ji Dabao looked at the outline of his uncle's abdominal muscles, raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and wanted to whistle, but when he pouted, he blew out a bubble of saliva.

Seeing the bubbles of saliva burst, Ji Dabao slapped the bed angrily, this is simply a shame!

"Dabao?" Seeing Ji Dabao patting the bed, Ji Lianhuo stepped forward to check.

Seeing his uncle approaching, Ji Dabao raised his little hand, and slowly gave a thumbs up to his uncle's figure.

The young man's body is tight and smooth. My uncle's skin color was fair. After covering for half a year, the skin on his body tends to a clean and refreshing whiteness. Combined with the well-proportioned but not exaggerated muscle lines, people can't help but I just want to get my hands on it.

Ji Lianhuo noticed Ji Dabao's gaze, and subconsciously glanced at it a few times. Seeing the boy's thumbs up, he pursed his lips tightly, and tried to ask.

"nice?"

Ji Dabao stretched out his other hand silently, and praised him with both hands.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and looked again and again, thinking of something, his eyes brightened.

Seeing his uncle's appearance, Ji Dabao was afraid that he still wouldn't believe it, so he picked up his little jio, raised his big toe, and pressed down the other four toes with his hands.

Hands and feet agree.

Seeing this, Ji Lianhuo suppressed a smile and changed his clothes. After a while, he sat down at the desk, opened a book, took out new banknotes from it, and put them on the desk.

Ji Dabao stared straight at him, seeing that his uncle took out all the money in the book, put down the empty book, and began counting the money seriously.

What is this for?

Ji Dabao instantly became nervous.

Because of the impact of his previous life, my uncle has always been diligent and frugal. The pocket money Wang Zhaomou gave him every month was reluctant to spend. The money was secretly put in Uncle Yu's pocket.

Ji Lianhuo took out all of them this time, and there was not one left!

Could it be that you are going to do something important?

Ji Dabao's eyes rolled around, until at dinner, he saw his uncle carefully asking Wang Zhaomou if he could accompany him to buy supplies for the university tomorrow, and then he realized it.

That's right, my uncle is going to college, and it's still a first-class university like Sioux City University!

Ji Dabao couldn't help being proud of his uncle, seeing Wang Zhaomou nodding in agreement with his request, he felt more and more that his elder brother was reliable.

In fact, life here is not bad.

Ji Dabao thought about holding the bottle secretly, he wanted to eat and drink, and his elder brother was a nice person.

A few days ago, my uncle was injured because of Wang Zhaomou. Based on this incident, I no longer have to worry about being kicked out suddenly.

Ji Dabao drank a few sips of milk powder, remembered his previous post on the forum, and thought that Leng's family was overseas, so he shouldn't find out so quickly.[-]% should be the same as the previous life, and it will take more than four years to come again.

Thinking of this, Ji Dabao swayed his feet steadily, with a pacifier in his mouth, and lay Ge You on the child seat.

Wang Zhaomou specially spared half a day to accompany Ji Lianhuo to buy all kinds of supplies needed for the university.

Kettle, water basin, cool summer quilt, new suitcase, lunch box, tooth jar...

The two of them bought a lot in total, Wang Zhaomou walked in front to pick, Ji Lianhuo pushed the shopping cart, and obediently followed behind.

Having bought almost all the daily necessities, Ji Lianhuo put two big bags into the trunk of the car.

Seeing that Ji Lianhuo had no intention of leaving, Wang Zhaomou stood by the car and asked the boy with his eyes.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes slightly dodged, his dark eyes were clear and shy, and he lowered his head to touch his clothes.

"Brother Zhaomou, I still want to buy some clothes."

Wang Zhaomou suddenly had the illusion that "the child has grown up".

Wang Zhaomou offered to buy Ji Lianhuo's clothes before.

The young man didn't seem to care much about his outer clothes. Wang Zhaomou once suspected that if he didn't buy clothes for him, he could wear the original single clothes and insist on "sewing and mending for another three years".

Even if you give him pocket money, he won't spend it on clothes.

But it's different now.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo into the men's clothing store of young boys, and saw Ji Lianhuo standing in front of the hanger, choosing clothes carefully.

It is said that children start to dress up after they go to college, and Ji Lianhuo has already paid attention to his external image before he started school.

This is a good thing.

Wang Zhaomou sat on a soft bench in the clothing store, watched the shopping guide pass by, and approached Ji Lianhuo enthusiastically.

"If you have clothes you like, you can try them on. What's your number, I'll help you find them!"

The boy's expression tensed instantly, as if he had a natural defensive vigilance towards strangers, and he even took a step back to keep a distance from the enthusiastic shopping guide.

Ji Lianhuo rejected the shopping guide's kindness, and stood in front of Wang Zhaomou with a loose black half-sleeve, compared to himself, tried to suppress the greenness in his eyes, and asked Wang Zhaomou.

"Brother Zhaomou, is this okay?"

Wang Zhaomou glanced at the English letters printed on the chest of the half sleeve, and nodded slightly.

"can."

Ji Lianhuo pursed his thin lips slightly, glanced around from the corner of his eye, grabbed the hem of his long sleeves in front of Wang Zhaomou, pulled up his clothes, and took off the long sleeves in front of Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou was startled.

Although it is true that boys can try on clothes like this, Ji Lianhuo is the first one to strip naked in front of him, except for Wang Zhaoyun.

The young man has a good-looking figure, excellent proportions, and the lines of his muscles are just right, without looking too fit. It is a kind of aesthetic feeling that makes people look comfortable.

Like ancient Greek body sculptures, pure white marble is used to perfectly show the fusion of health and beauty, and youthful vitality is everywhere.

Wang Zhaomou can still see the scars on the young man's body. Compared with the first time he saw them, these scars seem to have faded a lot, like the wounds of a small beast that are gradually healing. After countless late nights of licking alone, they finally stopped causing him pain from time to time. , The previous wound has turned into a firm will, vowing to break through all cages.

Ji Lianhuo pretended to straighten his black half sleeves, and secretly looked at the expression of the person in front of him.

Brother Zhaomou didn't look away, he just looked at himself quietly.

Ji Lian and Huo faintly saw the aftertaste of admiration in the eyes of the person in front of him, and he was immediately elated, and put on the black half-sleeves as slowly as possible.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo to buy clothes. The last time he bought a sweater, the boy changed his clothes quickly, his movements were neat and crisp, as if he was executing orders, for fear of wasting his time and patience.

This time, it took Ji Lianhuo nearly a minute to distinguish the collar and cuffs.

Wang Zhaomou couldn't help but smile when he saw the young man's red ears, his standing posture, and his clumsy appearance in putting on his clothes.

After straightening the hem of his clothes, Ji Lianhuo finally put on his black half-sleeves and showed them in front of Wang Zhaomou.

"Brother Zhaomou, do you look good?"

The black half-sleeves looked a little whiter than a teenager, and Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly.

"nice."

Ji Lianhuo blushed instantly. After hesitating for a moment, he took off his black half sleeve and hung it back on the hanger intact.

Wang Zhaomou stepped forward naturally, picked up his half sleeve and asked the boss to wrap it up.

Ji Lianhuo followed Wang Zhaomou, and after leaving the clothing store, he looked at another clothing store with the bag in his hand.

Wang Zhaomou glanced at his watch and walked into another clothing store that Ji Lianhuo paid attention to.

The moment he walked in, Wang Zhaomou glanced at the clothes next to him, and he knew that this store was not suitable for Ji Lianhuo. The style of clothes was more mature. For college students, it might only be suitable for job fairs.

But Ji Lianhuo still chose carefully, Wang Zhaomou didn't say much, just sat on a chair in this store and took a short rest.

Ji Lianhuo took longer this time, as if carefully selecting, took out a suit jacket, and presented it to Wang Zhaomou expectantly.

Wang Zhaomou lowered his eyes, looked at the dark gray suit jacket with black pinstripes in front of him, was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.

This suit is indeed suitable for young men. It is more British, with some vitality in maturity.

After Wang Zhaomou nodded, he found that Ji Lianhuo did not change, but looked at him expectantly.

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment before he came to his senses.

"Is this... picked for me?"

"Yeah." Ji Lianhuo nodded quickly, his eyes were bright and his cheeks were a little red.

"Brother Zhaomou has been taking care of me..." Ji Lianhuo hadn't finished speaking, his face had turned red again, he was not at all as smooth as before when facing the camera, and he stammered as if he wanted to drill a crack in the ground.

Wang Zhaomou looked at the suit jacket the young man was holding, and after a brief silence, he took off the current suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't hide his joy, quickly opened the suit jacket in his hand, stood behind Wang Zhaomou, and watched the man in front of him put on the suit he picked.

Ji Lianhuo looked closely at the person in the mirror, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up. He looks good, and he really looks good in anything he wears.

Wang Zhaomou lowered his eyes and was about to button up his suit jacket, when Ji Lianhuo quickly walked over, squatted in front of him, and carefully buttoned up his jacket one by one.