Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Speaking of Brother Lin from the Jiang family in the imperial capital, it was three days and three nights. He was young and promising, mature and stable, clean and self-conscious, and personable... whoever talked about him would nod and nod again.

Few people know that there is still a black page in his beautiful resume.

It was sophomore year, after self-study late, ten o'clock.

"Lao Jiang, are you going to have supper?"

The proposal is Zhang Bufan, who is in the same bedroom.

Jiang Xiaolin's lack of interest: "If you don't go, the subject is not over."

Zhang Bufan was a poor talker, and yelled, "Don't tell me, I'll go hi together."

As soon as he hooked his shoulders and put his back on his back, the other party ruthlessly pulled his hand away and replied with indifferent words——

"Get off."

This guy hates it.

Zhang Bufan's upper body is a dramatist, with an expression like an abandoned wife of chaos: "You thin lover, learn from you!"

Jiang Xiaolin looked at him with mentally retarded eyes.

The other buddy in the dormitory is also a scornful person: "I said Lao Jiang, let's not stand up, my eldest man, what is wrong with letting Tang want to press down? There is also some comfort below. "

Regardless of anything, you can finally get to Tang thinking, who made her the nemesis of Jiang Xiaolin, for two whole years, she put people in her second place.

Jiang Xiaolin: "Go away."

Zhang Bufan smiled thiefly: "Look at him, he even blushes."

Guan Pei laughed loudly: "It is estimated that he was pressed out of his feelings."

Jiang Xiaolin: "..."

Mentally retarded.

He was too lazy to deal with it, stepped aside, and dialed the phone.

"I listened to the dormitory," He Xixi, the youngest in the dormitory, mentioned something, "There is a **** man in our building. He goes to the girls' bathhouse to steal underwear at night."

Zhang Bufan drove his car and cursed, "Be perverted, do more when you are lonely."

The three brothers spoke without a mouth.

Jiang Xiaolin walked alone behind, the light on the phone screen was cool white, shining on his side.

"what's up?"

He looked at the ground, with the elongated shadow of the street lamp behind him: "Your report on the subject has not been given to me." He explained casually, "I will pass by the 17th building in a moment."

Tang Xiang’s bedroom is in Building 17, and the man’s bedroom is in front.

"I'm in the bathhouse."

After she finished speaking, she hung up.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Xiaolin stopped, and the bathhouse...erotic...

Guan Pei turned his head and saw him motionless: "What's the matter?"

He turned around and ran to the bathhouse behind the girls' dormitory.

Guan Pei shouted from behind, "Why are you going?"

Why is he going?

I don’t know, his feet are faster than his brain. Before he could react to the wind he was pumping, his feet ran to the girls’ bathhouse. The speed was too fast. When he stopped, he couldn’t stop his feet and was hit by oncoming people. For a moment.

The boy who hit him looked flustered and ran away after an apology.

"Jiang Xiaolin?"

Jiang Xiaolin turned around and saw Tang Xiang coming out of the bathhouse wrapped in a bath towel.

The white bath towel reached the base of the thigh, there was a pair of beauty bones under the neck of the swan, the hair was dripping wet, and the water droplets rolled down the slender neck.

His throat rolled and he stuttered: "You, you put your clothes on!"

She pressed the bath towel on her chest with one hand, and the skin that had just been steamed by the heat turned red in the moonlight: "What are you doing here?"

He looked away: "Passing by."

The heat is high, and the brain is not working well, so I just talk about it.

Tang Xiang was skeptical: "This is the girls' bathhouse, where are you going to pass by here?"

The girls’ bathhouse is in the last building of the girls’ dormitory, and there is no way to go further, which way to pass by?

"You care where I go." The usually gentle and graceful person is actually inexplicably irritated, "You go and put on your clothes first, and run out like this, do you have any shame!"

Tang Xiang stood still, holding the towel in one hand, looking at him intently.

There was no one in the bathhouse at this point. She was taking a shower and suddenly heard a strange noise. She opened the curtain and found that her underwear was missing. She didn't see anyone, only heard footsteps, and chased out in a hurry. .

Outside the bathhouse, there was only Jiang Xiaolin.

He took off his schoolbag, took off his jacket and threw it to her, with a very bad attitude: "Put it on."

The schoolbag swayed with his hand shake, and a piece of light blue striped underwear fell out of it.

Jiang Xiaolin: "..."

The air suddenly stopped.

The next second, the underwear of the same color also fell out.

These two pieces of underwear are all Tang thought.

He froze for a long time and shook his head: "It's not me." It must be the man just now.

Tang wanted to stretch out his hand: "Bring the phone."

He thought she wanted to check the album and video, so he gave it to her without hesitation.

She picked up the phone, then grabbed his hand and pressed the number with the other hand: "Is it the Office of Academic Affairs? I caught a **** maniac outside the bathhouse."

Sexualist: "..."

Jiang Xiaolin was taken to the Academic Affairs Office that night for a trial in three sessions.

There was no surveillance outside the bathhouse, and there was no evidence for this incident. He couldn't give a valid reason for the spot to appear there, so he naturally became the biggest suspect in the peeping incident. It was the instructor who came forward to provide a guarantee to avoid dropping out, but He was still recorded and deducted five points of virtue. It was because of the five points of virtue that he finally got the first place in the test and became second again.

After that, he'tortured' her even more vigorously, and after that, after gay, he got another nickname of **** mania.

This girl is simply his trouble.

"You have to pay."

Just like that computer with a broken screen back then.

He is unreasonable: "You can pay in installments."

"How to pay?"

He bent down and the two eyes collided: "Come to my house for a month first."

Tang Xiang suspected that he had heard it wrong, and confirmed to him: "It's not a compensation, but an accompaniment?"

This "accompaniment" made Jiang Xiaolin even more satisfied: "You can understand that."

Tang Xiang had nothing to say, just two words: "Rogue."

He didn't deny, his tone suddenly became serious: "Tang thinks, you have known me for ten years, have you ever seen me playing hooligans against others?"

Lin Geer of Jiang Family, the capital of Taoism, is elegant and personable.

He played hooligans on the girl he liked.

Tang Xiang pressed his back against the wall, unable to retreat, and raised his eyes to look at his close eyes: "Do you like me?"

He has to admit it again, right?

"Ok."

She didn't understand: "Then why do you keep having trouble with me?"

There is a trace of embarrassment on his handsome face: "I want to get your attention."

"..."

Now elementary school boys don’t use this method to attract sweethearts, the naive group.

In fact, Tang Xiang also suspected that Jiang Xiaolin meant something to her, but every time he provoked him to furiously, she denied this idea again.

Her mind is a little confused now, after a while, she didn't sort out, her mouth was faster than her mind: "I don't mean that to you."

She finished speaking and looked at her toes.

She only makes such small movements when she has a guilty conscience, but why is she guilty? This question, along with the question of "Why would Jiang Xiaolin like her", ran wildly in her mind.

Jiang Xiaolin was dissatisfied, unhappy, dissatisfied: "I know, you like Jiang Zhi's little goblin and Chen Pei's old man."

Tang thought: "..."

She likes a ghost!

She has praised Jiang Zhi's beauty several times and helped her roommate Xiaogui send a love letter.

He was unreasonable, and without the gentleman's gentleness, there was a bad look in his eyes: "But my hand hurts, you have to be responsible."

Must be "accompany" right?

"Go live at your house?"

He nodded, his tone was totally inconsistent: "Be a nanny for me."

Not only a rogue, but also a rogue.

Tang wanted to turn his head and leave.

"Don't think!"

The person she left behind was angry: "I have pain in my hands!"

The implication is: my hands hurt, blame you! Blame you! Blame you!

Tang wanted to find out for the first time that this guy was so difficult to do and wanted to scold someone. Forget it, she was arguing about something with a sick number. Anyway, the sick number was because of the injuries he had saved her.

She is a conscientious person: "Sit there and wait, I'll get the medicine."

Jiang Xiaolin was proud.

Suddenly, a sentence came from behind: "I didn't see it, you are quite naive."

Jiang Xiaolin turned around.

Isn't it the little fairy Jiang Zhi?

Little Fairy Jiang pushed the infusion stand and walked slowly.

Jiang Xiaolin's eyes were different from just before, and when he asked, his eyes were aggressive: "You sent me the recording?"

Jiang Zhi did not rush: "Yes."

"What's the purpose?"

The medicine bag on the infusion stand lingered, and he was also lazy: "Help you match Tang Xiang and build a bridge."

Jiang Xiaolin hugged his hands and sneered: "I think you are killing someone with a knife."

He is noncommittal.