When Lu Hang came back, he hanged the phone to Huai Zhigang.

Hearing the sound, he did not move, holding the phone and typing.

Lu Hang hit a wine cellar and closed the door. He took the stool and sat next to Huai, and coughed twice: "Shengtang-"

Look at him with the look of mental retardation.

"We are brothers, there can be no secrets between the brothers. You honestly say," Lu Hang said. "Who are you dating in the afternoon? Our school?"

"You didn't see it?" said Huai.

"What do I see..." Lu Hang said, "No, you really went to Jinghuan? What kind of date is this? Then we usually go out for dinner and also called a date?"

He glanced at him in an odd way.

After thinking about it, I still didn't explain it. He said: "When you go away, your taste is stinky."

"I didn't drink much," Lu Hang stood up and grumbled, still asking, "Is it true to see him?"

"Ok."

Lu Hang stared at the rose on the table and suspected: "Where does this flower come from?"

To Huaizhi said: "The cinema is bought in a package."

Lu Hangxiong burned the fire of the gossip for a night and instantly extinguished. He snorted and dragged the chair back to the original position. He moved the mouse and the computer standby interface disappeared: "Also, you don’t go to class every day, it’s online, where is the time with girls? Develop feelings... Oh, unless Xiaotianjing comes to you, I won’t be surprised if you go to open the house."

To Huaizhi: "..."

Alcohol as a cockroach, stopped the contents of the mind from Huaizhi, and asked coldly, "Are you sick?"

Lu Hang was drunk and didn't yell at him. He held his chin and smiled. "Just kidding. I found that you are very good at Jinghuan. We haven't seen the movie together. Hey, how do you pick the name?" With the "view" start?"

Put on the headphones to Huai: "I am happy."

Lu Hang was so drunk that when he heard the date of the meeting, they lost interest in the school, and did not listen carefully to what Huaizhi said. He turned to find the sister who had just added in the list of friends.

Jinghuan made an excuse to escape the husband and wife mission.

Jing Huan now has the heart to do the husband and wife task, he is now in his mind, "Why is the grass falling in love with your brother, have you forgiven me yet? Will you continue to torture me?"

He was holding the mobile phone at the time, and he had to say it when he retorted it. He closed his mouth because of his guilty conscience.

Because he found that falling in love is not, but to say that online dating objects.

Ok……

Oh shit.

It seems to be really good, just a little bit, with some side.

Jing Huan felt that he couldn't think about it anymore. If he thought about it, he would not sleep tonight.

He peeled open the orange with all his heart and threw a piece into his mouth, thinking that he would take this basket of fruit and go downstairs to find the security uncle to chat.

In the end, he took the phone and called his roommate.

Lu Wenhao picked it up and snorted: "Why, I know it is wrong?"

"understood."

"..."

He admits that it is so simple, Lu Wenhao does not know what to say.

Jing Huan said: "So in order to make up for you, please eat hot pot tomorrow."

When the headache is over, you have to start to lie.

Jing Huan feels that he has lied during this time, more than this life.

"?" Although it is not clear, but some food is always right. Lu Wenhao said: "Well, which store to eat?"

"dorm room."

"..."

"Ingredients, hot pot bottom material, pot I bring." Jing Huan said, "You wash the dishes."

Jing Huan did not return to the dormitory for a while. Recently, the weather was cold. He ran to the apartment after class.

He walked into the bedroom with his pot. Lu Wenhao and Gao Zixiang were working on the book. Fortunately, both of them were tossed at the table. Jing Huan opened the induction cooker and then sat on the stool with both hands on his chin. Staring at the hot pot.

Lu Wenhao turned around and saw this scene. He sat down to look at the pot and looked at Jing Huan: "What happened to you? Is there a bug in the pot?"

Jing Huan glanced at him: "Roll, can you say something good?"

"What do you look so hard and hateful?"

The tomato pot began to boil, and Jing Huan put the beef in it: "Nothing, hungry, I am not waiting for you."

When the scent came out, Gao Zixiang couldn't help it anymore. Even if he didn't finish the day, he sat down with a bowl.

"How did you buy so much?" Gao Zixiang looked at the food on the table. "We can't finish the three."

"It doesn't matter," Jing Huan said. "If I can't finish it, I will take it upstairs and give it to Huai."

Gao Zixiang has a shrimp slip: "Are you so close to the seniors?"

Lu Wenhao: "That's not right, I went to eat barbecue every day."

"Fortunately..." Thinking of yesterday's incident, Jing Huan numbs his scalp. He drank his mouth and hesitated. "Hur, I am asking you."

Lu Wenhao: "You said."

Jing Huan turned his head and asked carefully: "If you lie to you before that man appears in front of you, what would you do?"

"?"

Lu Wenhao felt that the duck intestines were not fragrant, and he looked at Jing Huan with shock: "Why did he appear in front of me? He was finally tired?? I want to end his thirty years of miserable life." ???"

Jing Huan bit his chopsticks and asked, "Can you still miss him before?"

Jing Huan was too lazy to circle him again. He asked straightly: "If you meet, you will not think about it, kiss him like that..."

Lu Wenhao brain filled up the picture of Jing Huan, and he went crazy in a few seconds. He said indecently: "I kiss him? My dear... call, yes, Laozi is going to kiss him, Lao Tzu does not kill him. The mouth is foaming, and Laozi is not surnamed Lu."

The two people on the table had a complex expression and their appetite was lost.

"Forget it, say serious, I am sick, I like the woman he pretends," Lu Wenhao said. "I am not gay, how can I kiss a man."

That is!

Jing Huan thinks that Lu Wenhao is very reasonable.

Even if it is revenge, it is impossible... kiss it?

Is it Huay to Huai?

Not like ah...

Jinghuan has a lot of troubles, and a hot pot has no taste.

After eating the hot pot, Jing Huan took out the mobile phone and photographed the ingredients that had not been cooked.

Xiaojing: [Photo] There are still these, enough for you and Lu Ge to eat?

To: No, I ate some bread, Lu Hang is not in the dormitory.

Xiaojing::......

Lu Hang is not there.

Just as he and Huai are there.

Referred to as being alone.

"Huanhuan," Lu Wenhao pulled out a small gadget from his pocket and smeared it on his mouth. "Are you not eating a hot pot? How is the ear red?"

Jing Huan turned to look at him and quickly returned to his heart: "It is too hot to eat. What are you doing?"

"Apply lip balm." Lu Wenhao said.

Jinghuan wrinkled his face in disgust: "What kind of lip balm did you paint?"

"Rely, apply a lipstick and you are all sex-discriminatory!" Lu Wenhao said, "My lips have recently been peeled and painted."

- "The lips are a bit dry."

This sentence slammed into Jing Huan’s mind and he felt that he was getting hotter.

grass.

He is a bit strange recently.

Jinghuan stood to the window and blew the wind for a long time.

Then he turned his head: "Haoer, you... lend me a lip balm."

Lu Wenhao was happy: "Why, are you not trying to paint this stuff?"

Jing Huan raised his eyebrows at him with warning.

Lu Wenhao coughed, put away a smile, and put the lipstick on his hands.

Jing Huan opened it, and there was a touch of red on the top of the paste. If he didn't guess wrong, it should be a spicy soup that was not cleaned.

Jing Huan closed the lid and threw it back: "Give me a new one."

Lu Wenhao is lazy and rich, and buys more than five of these items.

Sure enough, Lu Wenhao took a new one from the cupboard, and he succumbed: "Rely, Huanhuan actually dislikes me."

Jing Huan didn't respond to him. He opened it and painted it twice, then he reached his pocket: "I went back."

"Don't give it to the seniors?" Lu Wenhao asked.

"He has eaten, you will ask if you want to go to the next room."

The back of Jing Huan’s departure is like a warrior on the battlefield, very tragic and strong.

It is a pity that his two roommates are focusing on the book, and no one is aware.

Jing Huan went to the 522 door and raised his hand to knock on the door, only to find that the door was open.

Leave a seam.

After dinner time, the sky was dark, and the corridor of the boys’ bedroom only lit up a yellow light bulb.

how to say.

Jing Huan suddenly felt that he was playing a horror game, or a holographic one.

Open the door and there will be a ghost jumping out to swallow him.

Jing Huan interrupted his own thoughts, knocked on the door and pushed it away.

The sound of the water in the room, he still did not respond, the bathroom door around him opened.

The door to Huai’s hand grasped the door, opened a door joint, and the heat was drilled out of the bathroom.

The exposed half of the arm is slender and powerful, with slightly undulating muscle lines, and occasionally water flows through it.

The water on the eyelashes of Huai was stained with water and said: "My bed is on the left, sitting and waiting for me."

Jing Huan looked down at the past and saw the computer with the machine under the bed.

I noticed the sight of Jing Huan and said to Huai: "You can use the computer."

Looking at the map where the character is located, Jing Huan quits: "Then I will help you brush your daily routine."

The number to Huaizhi is hung in front of the martial arts master, and there are still unfinished task tips in the upper right corner.

On the top of the game characters that the heart longs for, it also carries the "Little Sweet King".

Jing Huan controls the characters and always feels a sense of shame that is unclear.

The computer, mouse, and keyboard of Huaizhi are all good goods, and Jinghuan is very easy to use.

The difficulty of daily tasks is not high. Jinghuan has received the task of clearing the low-level wild map. He opened the map and used automatic pathfinding.

[Little sweet fruit adds you as a friend]

Jing Huan glanced at it at random, didn't care, and it was too normal for the heart to be greeted by people.

Who knows, after a few seconds, the friend's message lights up.

[Stranger] Little sweet fruit: Is your brother t.t?t

This is not my own number, Jinghuan did not intend to reason.

But when he looked at the dialog box in front of him, he always felt strange.

He thought about it, replied with a question mark, and then opened the game information of this person and looked at it.

Little sweet fruit, female, Fox Cave, 61.

It is a trumpet.

[Stranger] I yearn for it:?

[Stranger] Xiao Tianuo: Can my brother take me out of this picture? I lost my way to t▽t~~

[Stranger] heart longing: the lower left corner of the transmission port, coordinates 11.19

[Stranger] Little Sweet Fruit:? Is the exit not at the top right?

[Stranger] Sweetie:...

Ha ha.

They are all foxes of the millennium.

Sister, this set is the rest of me.

[Stranger] Little sweet fruit: Ok, my brother, I admit, I just want to talk to you qaq

[Stranger] Little Sweet Fruit: I have been worshipping you for a long time...

In the wild picture, the little sweet fruit came to him, and Jinghua looked at it and almost exploded.

This sister named "Little Sweet Fruit", the character's facial features are almost exactly the same as Xiaotianjing! ! !

Jing Huan discovered that "small sweet fruit" from the name to the role, from the character to the way of speaking... is almost a replica of Xiaotianjing.

Hey.

Jing Huan swears in his heart.

You can imitate me, why even steal my face!

This is the data I bought for 999 pieces! !

You are doing nothing! ! !

And you didn't see what was written on the head of your heart?

When I am dead?

Imitate me to seduce my husband, see you can! ! !

Jing Huan’s heart snarled, dragging people directly to the blacklist, and the operation was fierce.

"What's the matter..." He couldn't help but swear.

"Who is black?" asked the person behind him.

"A woman." Jing Huan did not say back.

After a few seconds, his fingertips suddenly slammed.

Asked Huai: "Which woman?"

grass.

what did I do! ! !

Jing Huan turned his head stiffly, and after seeing the people behind him, he was even more fucking.

He wore a pair of trousers to Huai, and he had the opposite clothes in his hand, and he was slowly sorting out.

Jing Huan saw the abs of the boys.

The figure of Huaizhi is very good. He is tall and tall, his muscles are not exaggerated, and he is just right. It is the dream body of Jinghuan.

Jing Huan suddenly remembered that when he was in the basketball court, he showed his abdominal muscles to Huai’s clothes.

"..."

Did he lose his mind at the time?

Why is he going to wear clothes to Huai?

He is so shameful.

I forgot to bring the clothes into the bathroom, he put the clothes in three or two, and then squinted and asked: "Which is it, who is it?"

Jing Huan swallowed the water: "small sweet fruit."

Hearing the name, he smiled at Huai's mouth and said: "Why black?"

"She...learn from me."

Jing Huan regretted it when he said it.

No, he cares about what a woman is... and imitation is imitated, not a big deal.

"So too much?" Eyebrows raised to Huai, "What else?"

This faint promise was inspired by Jing Huan.

He subconsciously said: "Call your brother."

To Huaizhi: "..."

Jing Huan: "..."

This is the eighth time this month, Jinghuan wants to give himself a break.

Is he a fool?

How can other people call Huaizhi, he seems to be unable to control.

He returned to God, turned back and opened his buddy list: "I will drag her out of the blacklist now..."

His words have not been finished, and his hand is caught.

The taste of the shower gel was drilled into the nasal cavity, bent down to Huai, and tied to the face of Jing Huan. His taste was overwhelming.

Jing Huan even felt that their cheeks touched for a second or two.

At this moment, the temperature rose sharply, the blush was hot, and even the air floated.

Take Huai’s hand to control the mouse, click on the attack icon in the lower right corner, and then point to the little sweet fruit around you -

[You launched a mandatory pk for the little sweet fruit]

[Current] Little Sweet Fruit:? ? ?

[Current] Little Sweet Fruit: What do you mean by your brother...

It was only to Huaizhi that he let go of his hand, and Jing Huan’s back was cool and he returned to God.

"I," seeing the situation in front of him, Jing Huan stunned, and he licked his lips. "What should I say?"

"With you, if you want to be a slut, you can still be silent... or," suggesting to Huai, "Let her stop harassing your husband."

Jing Huan: "..."

During this time, he did not want to hear the words "or" to Huai.

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