The night scene outside the car window is bright, the road is lined with fiery trees and silver flowers, and the street lights are on all night. The car stops at the gate of the community and arrives at the apartment where Ailang and the others live.

Ai Lang and Shen Chuxin got off the car together. Seeing that Shen Chuxin didn't seem to want to continue the topic just now, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Where did you meet him?"

"Ok?"

Shen Chuxin was at a loss for a moment, and said, "Zhuang Lin? I forgot, but it looks familiar."

"Oh……"

Subconsciously, AI Lang didn't want to show that he cared too much about Zhuang Lin in front of Shen Chuxin, so he stopped asking.

Back to the apartment.

Ailang took a hot bath, lay on the sofa, blowing on the air conditioner and applying a facial mask, scrolled through the group chat messages in the WeChat group, and saw the children in the club bubbling and saying good night to each other, so he didn't care I joined the WeChat group, and logged into the Buludi account without boredom.

The "E" known as the mysterious heavenly dish has not been online for two days. Ailang's mobile phone page stays on his homepage, and he swipe up and down the screen with his thumb several times, his eyes are out of focus.

What Ai Lang said to Ji Liao tonight is still echoing in my ears: "Everyone is an adult, and they haven't slept in bed yet. What kind of love is there?"

——Since we are all adults, we must have reasonable needs. If we have a happy relationship, but when we go to bed, we find that the goods are not right, and the nuts and screws are not the same size, then it will really hurt the relationship too much.

Ai Lang stayed in a daze for a while, until the alarm clock page popped up on the screen of the phone, which surprised him-the alarm clock reminded him that it was 15 minutes, and it was time to wash off the mask.

·

The next day.

Ailang and the three members of the "Guiling Jelly Support Club" routinely have offline dinners. The four meet on the second floor of the second cafeteria to eat spicy hotpot. Regardless of personal sales, they can happily have a meal at the same table.

When sisters get together, they talk about messy topics, for example, how do you tactfully express that you are not interested in him when you meet Ji?

Ren Xiaolong has a lot of experience about this, and he talked eloquently: "If I am meeting with him now, and if I walk into the cafeteria, if I am not interested in him, I will go to the Mala Xiangguo stall and order a heavy spicy. If he is interested, I will take the initiative to lure him to the clear soup stall next door."

Bu Dashuang disagreed with this: "This hint is too euphemistic, how can ordinary people pay special attention to it?"

Ren Xiaolong taught him all: "If you want to make it more obvious, you can change the dishes that fade out of the bird into the dishes of spicy chrysanthemums in front of him. If the other party asks, you can take the opportunity to say something 'recently It’s okay to eat spicy food during the period of chrysanthemum rest, and it’s a tactful way to express that you don’t want to have sex with him.”

Qiu Datou felt that Ren Xiaolong's move was obviously more reliable, applauded him and poured cold water on him: "Thanks to our sister Ren for sharing her experience, but I think the only ones who can use these moves are ours." Z’s famous lady spends Ai Liangyue, right? You say you are an empty nester, why do you think about these things all day long? Men are valuable, as long as they can be used, you want to pick and choose fat and thin, big and small.”

Ren Xiaolong corrected Qiu Datou's statement in detail: "We have divergences in our preferences. I personally think that all reports of length that do not talk about hardness are hooligans-hardness is given priority, and length is second. .”

Qiu Datou sneered: "It seems that you are deeply touched by 'reading a thousand chirps'."

Bu Dashuang followed suit: "The one I read is the Qianji in G a V..."

"..."

Ai Lang shook his head and watched the three people's mouths become dirty, and they were either hanging or playing. Fortunately, the aunt in charge of the stall shouted Bu Dashuang's number plate angrily, and temporarily stopped the three people's chatting and arguing.

As the saying goes, three women play a show, and midnight fierce zero is more powerful. Turning around and waiting for the spicy hot pots for the four of them to be served one after another, Ren Xiaolong made an analysis of everyone's diet.

"Big steps, heavy spicy, recently, it can even be confirmed that she has not had sex for a long time."

"..."

"Qiu Datou, medium spicy, same as above, absolutely no sex life recently, not even ambiguous objects and reserve targets."

"..."

"Ai Liangyue, it's not spicy... You ordered it not spicy, right? Did you order spicy hot pot?"

"..."

Ren Xiaolong expressed difficulty in understanding Ai Lang's behavior, and felt that he was insulting the word "spicy" at the beginning of Mala Xiangguo.

Qiu Datou seized on the uncertain factors in Ren Xiaolong's words and joked: "According to your analysis, Ai Liangyue ordered not spicy, which means that she will have sex in the near future, or is planning to have sex in the near future? That's right, right? ?”

Ren Xiaolong: "..."

Holding the chopsticks, AI Lang waved his hands and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, hey, Ren Xiaolong, I'm calling your number, hurry up and bring your heavy spicy pot."

Ren Xiaolong's theoretical knowledge of "food and drink" was not verified by everyone. He was a little frustrated, and brought over his hot and spicy hot pot with the number plate. Li Kuangsai said with emotion: "After eating this bowl of hot and spicy hot pot, I can feel the ravages of being 18cm tonight... hiss, the pleasure..."

No one wants to talk to Ren Xiaolong.

The dining table was quiet for a while, Qiu Datou and Bu Dashuang were chatting and gossiping with their mobile phones, when Ren Xiaolong at the opposite table suddenly called out: "Don't move!"

"..."

Both Bu Dashuang and Qiu Datou were bluffed, and they saw Ren Xiaolong stretch out his hand to take out the mobile phone from Qiu Datou's hand, holding his left hand with his left hand, and his right hand with his right, pulling Qiu Datou's hands in front of everyone.

AI Lang sucked the ends of his chopsticks, and let Xiaolong start talking nonsense: "Look at the nails of our sister Qiu, the nails of the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of his right hand are all cut cleanly, but the fingers of his left hand grow wildly. --This shows what?"

The interrogative sentence received a silent response from the audience, and no one at the scene wanted to cheer for Ren Xiaolong. Obviously, the pause time he deliberately made a mystery was meaningless, so he could only force himself to go down and say: "This means that this sister is doing it for Ziwei. !"

"..."

Bu Dashuang stopped him, held back a smile and asked: "No, wait a minute, tell me clearly, is it masturbation or Ziwei?"

Ailang said: "Ziwei is going to beat you after hearing that."

Qiu Datou took his hand away angrily, and cursed: "Get out!"

Ren Xiaolong ignored the trio's teasing, he took Ai Lang and Bu Dashuang's right hands again, and said with emotion: "It seems that it is not easy for everyone..."

There was a touch of sadness in his tone - he didn't pay attention at ordinary times, but today he discovered that the nails of the right hands of the four people present were all cut cleanly, and each had its own characteristics:

Bu Dashuang's left and right hand nails were cut very cleanly—Ren Xiaolong's comment: Deceiving oneself, deceiving oneself and others, trying to cover up the truth about Ziwei with fingers.

Qiu Datou only cut off the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of his right hand——Ren Xiaolong commented: This sister has expanded her territory and mastered the mystery of three-finger Zen.

Ai Lang has only cultivated the nails of his index finger no matter his left or right hand——Ren Xiaolong's comment: a novice starts out, and his fingers are very narrow at the beginning.

In the end, Ren Xiaolong irresponsibly made a conclusion-our socialite Hua Ai Liangyue is obviously tighter than sister Qiu....

Bu Dashuang: "..."

Qiu Datou: "..."

Ai Liangyue: "..."

Ellen was not proud of being praised at all, and laughed and scolded: "Get out, I often trim my index finger to make it easier to apply cream. After all, I am a delicate boy and a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder."

When digging for eye cream and face cream with your fingers, watching the precious paste get stuck in the nails, it can kill the obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Qiu Datou, who was alluded to as "loose", said quietly: "There is another possibility... that Ai Liangyue doesn't need to do it herself—"

"..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Qiu Datou closed his mouth tightly, and silently lowered his head to eat the medium spicy pot.

The other three people present seemed to have heard from Qiu Datou's words that they did not pretend to be self-confident.

·

Ailang has class on Friday afternoon. He is sitting in the lecture theater, fiddling with Xing Lu's gel pen while his pen-spinning skills need to be improved, listening to Xing Lu babbling in his ear about the dormitory's water and electricity cut off today. , simply killed her.

The school repaired the circuit today, and planned a power outage in the living area of ​​the whole school. Xing Lu's dormitory happened to suffer, but fortunately, there was no impact on the teaching building.

It was the N+1 time that Ai Lang bent down to pick up the pen under the table. As a person who stayed in the apartment and turned on the air conditioner all morning, and then took a taxi to the teaching building after going out, it was difficult for him to empathize with Xing Lu's experience.

Ai Lang just said coolly: "Go to the activity room and stay there. Doesn't that building have a backup generator?"

Xing Lu slapped Ailang's arm, and said angrily: "As a friend, shouldn't you feel sorry for me, considerate me, and warmly invite me to stay in your apartment tonight?"

Ai Lang waved his hand and refused: "It's better, no, no, the sleeping position of this woman makes me take the initiative to avoid it, in order to save my life."

There is no saying between Ai Lang and Xing Lu that "a man and a woman are incompatible with each other". After all, women have no intentions and men are not hard. The most they share in the same bed is the world where "the next day they found out that the other party secretly took an invincible ugly photo". It's just a tragedy.

And Ai Lang has also experienced Xing Lu's sleeping posture, which is basically summarized as the brutal type of "hands splitting bricks to lock the throat", "kicking a tiger and kicking the crotch". "Friends" as my glorious mission.

Xing Lu sat by the window and opened the curtains, looked at the cloudy weather outside and said with emotion: "Fortunately, it's not sunny today, otherwise I would have harassed you early in the morning and went to use the air conditioner."

Holding the pen holder between his fingers, Ailang looked out the window and said, "It shouldn't rain today, right? I also made an appointment with Cao Huaide to go out to meet the sponsor tonight."

Xing Lu frowned and asked, "Why did you go to meet the sponsor at night?"

Ai Lang said nonchalantly: "We have cooperated two or several times, and we should pay them back for a meal."

Xing Lu responded and nodded. These were beyond the scope of her understanding, so she didn't ask any more questions.

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