a delicate flower

At eight o'clock in the evening, the street lights on both sides of the school road pulled the figures into multiple virtual shadows, and the green vegetation was reflected by the outdoor projection lights. Zhuang Lin and Ai Lang left the activity center together. After he sent Ai Lang to the car, he walked into the road I bought some things in the small supermarket opposite, and walked alone on the school road back to the dormitory.

At this point in time, the evening class has not yet finished class, and there are not many pedestrians on the road, only a few people.Zhuang Lin didn't take a few steps when he saw Fan Jian standing by the side of the road. He lowered his head slightly and kicked the pebbles under his feet, as if sensing Zhuang Lin's approach, he raised his head and smiled gently at Zhuang Lin .

"..."

Zhuang Lin walked over without looking sideways, as if he didn't see the person in front of him.

Fan Jian followed closely behind Zhuang Lin, and asked aggrievedly, "Why did you leave as soon as you saw me?"

Zhuang Lin's pace was not too fast or slow, he looked ahead and spoke in a normal tone: "My senior asked me to stay away from you."

"..."

When Fan Jian heard this, he pursed his lips and said pitifully, "Ai Lang... did I tell you that I have AIDS, but I don't. I can go to the hospital with you for a checkup. Don't listen to his nonsense."

Zhuang Linying said: "The senior didn't mention it to me, but you told me just now."

After hearing this, Fan Jian changed the subject as if nothing had happened, and said with a slight smile, "Don't you want to masturbate that 'E' on the Emperor?"

Zhuang Lin denied it without thinking: "No."

Fan Jian still followed closely and said, "You are so handsome..."

Hearing this, Zhuang Lin stopped suddenly, stood under the dim streetlight, turned to look at Fan Jian, and asked, "Do you think I have a good temper?"

His handsome face was shrouded in the light, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised with a smile, which was endowed with a warm and soft warmth by the warm yellow light.

Fan Jian looked at his face obsessively, and could vaguely feel that the person in front of him was not as warm and friendly as his smile on the surface, but he did not flinch, but smiled shyly at Zhuang Lin, and said something sticky as soon as he opened his mouth. But with a dark voice: "If you ignore me, I may find trouble with Ai Lang."

Hearing this, Zhuang Lin sneered.

"Oh."

"..."

Fan Jian was a little surprised that Zhuang Lin was indifferent to Ai Lang, but saw that Zhuang Lin had just taken two steps, then stopped and turned around again. Fan Jian was caught between the two extremes of "excited for success" and "crazy with jealousy" Emotionally roiled.

Standing there, Zhuang Lin took out his mobile phone and said casually: "I'll make a call first to make sure that the senior has returned to the apartment safely. If something happens to him, I'll just see how I feel..."

The corner of Zhuang Lin's lips twitched, and he glanced lazily at Fan Jian. His handsome face was divided by light and shadow into a boundary line between light and dark. The right face was immersed in the dim light, and the faintly visible dimple was hidden.

I only heard his deep voice with a smile, and then said——

"... smashed your fingers, or... smashed your feet?"

Fan Jian met Zhuang Lin's smiling eyes, and the expression on his face froze suddenly.

Zhuang Lin gently raised his chin, tapped a brick-sized stone beside Fan Jian, and said with a smile, "Use it. Ah, I guess, with a little more strength, it should be able to smash flesh and blood, and even smash bones." Broken?"

Zhuang Lin discussed the feasibility of this absurd event in a gentle tone, and asked with a smile, "Try?"

Fan Jian was terrified when he heard this, and felt a little weak on the soles of his feet. He suddenly realized that this place was too secluded for him to follow Zhuang Lin.

Fan Jian whispered, "...I was just joking."

Zhuang Lin's smile continued, "I was joking too. However, it's not very polite for you to make fun of me with seniors."

"..."

The weird atmosphere made Fan Jian at a loss.

At this time, Zhuang Lin also dialed the phone.

Fan Jian watched the horrifying Zhuang Lin in front of him, and instantly turned into a harmless human and animal appearance. He worried about Ai Lang nervously: "Senior, have you arrived at the apartment? Are you okay..."

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When AI Lang received Zhuang Lin's call, he had just entered the door of the apartment and was sitting cross-legged on the ground peeling peaches.

"I'm fine."

"You'll be fine..."

Ai Lang was confused by Zhuang Lin's endless phone calls, and Zhuang Lin hung up the phone without explaining.

Ten minutes later, Ai Lang still had the last bite of the peach in his hand. As soon as he opened the apartment door, he saw Zhuang Lin standing at the door of his apartment panting.

Ai Lang blinked blankly, gnawed the last bite of the bare peach core, but didn't bite it off.

The moment Zhuang Lin saw him, he let go of his worries, gasped heavily, restrained the desire to hold Ai Lang tightly, and held Ai Lang's wrist as the second best thing...

Ai Lang couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Baby, are you here to grab peaches from me?"

Ailang's wrist was held tightly by him.

Zhuang Lin was a little embarrassed, so he let go of Ailang's hand, and he explained with grievances: "senior, not long after I separated from you, I met the person who went to the activity room to say thank you to you in the evening. He told me Said, if I ignore him, he will trouble you, senior. I don't trust you, so I rushed over..."

Zhuang Lin didn't go into detail about the whole story of how he met that person, but only picked out this key point and briefly mentioned it to Ai Lang.

"..."

Ai Lang became angry when he heard it, and even threw the peach pit into the trash can with a little extra effort, and said angrily: "Fuck, this person is really disgusting!"

Compared with the trouble that Fan Jian threatened to find Ai Lang, what made Ai Lang furious most was that Fan Jian dared to threaten Zhuang Lin!

Ailang was so angry that he was about to explode, he held back forcibly, turned his head to comfort Zhuang Lin and said: "It's okay, don't worry, that psycho just has a mouth and likes to lie, and he gave birth to a buttock for people to insert, he has nothing else to do with his fart. It's okay, it's okay."

Ai Lang pulled Zhuang Lin to sit down in the living room, Zhuang Lin still held his hand and did not let go, looking at Ai Lang still worried.

Zhuang Lin: "Senior, I will take you to and from the apartment every day from now on."

Zhuang Lin spoke very solemnly, so solemnly that AI Lang couldn't bear to reject his kindness, but couldn't help laughing.

"You want to move in and live with me?"

In Ellen's blurted words, there is more playfulness than literal questions.

"..."

Zhuang Lin was stunned, and then realized that what he said was ambiguous, and quickly explained: "No, what I mean is, after I send you back to the apartment, I will go back to school by myself, so I will run to check in at night. I will also go to the campus..."

Ailang looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile, avoided the topic of "cohabitation" intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "That man's name is 'Fan Jian', the mirror of Ming Jian. If he doesn't mess with me, he can be as cheap as he likes, but When it comes to me, I won’t make it easy for him. You don’t have to worry about me, I’m much better than you think—especially peeling fruit.”

Ai Lang changed the subject, got up to get a peach, and asked, "Do you want to eat a peach? I'll peel it for you~"

Zhuang Lin nodded.

Zhuang Lin saw that Ai Lang took a paring knife and sat on the ground to peel the fruit. He walked over, squatted down beside Ai Lang, looked at Ai Lang's neat movements, and asked softly, "Senior, what can I do for you?" busy……"

Xu Shi remembered that his right thumb was still covered with hemostatic stickers, Zhuang Lin unconsciously lowered his voice, and silently hid his right hand behind his back.

"You?"

Ai Lang's peeling blade stopped, and he turned to look at Zhuang Lin. He didn't have the enthusiasm to hit the good baby. He smiled and moved his face to the side, and said teasingly: "You don't want to be idle, do you? Then you kiss my face, Count while kissing, until I finish peeling the skin, you will take it as cheering for me."

"..."

Ellen laughed in the expected silence.

Ailang: "I won't tease you anymore, just sit by the side and don't have to do anything."

Ailang's suggestions many times can only be classified as ridicule and teasing. He didn't expect Zhuang Lin to do it, nor did he force Zhuang Lin to do it.

However, every word of Ai Lang, whether it is joking, ridiculing, perfunctory or unintentional... Zhuang Linquan listens very carefully.

Ai Lang suddenly heard the voice of the person next to him.

"1..."

Before Ailang could react, Zhuang Lin leaned forward and kissed Ailang's side tenderly.

Zhuang Lin blushed and complied.

——The thin lips pursed slightly, pressing against Ellen's delicate cheeks, making a blushing sound.

Ai Lang raised the corners of his lips, and the action of peeling the peaches also directly switched to double speed, which was obviously reduced to slow motion.

Zhuang Lin squatted beside Ai Lang like a big dog, with his hands on the ground, his handsome face flushed, and he kissed Ai Lang on the face one after another.

"2..."

"Boom."

"3..."

"Boom."

……

Zhuang Lin's deliberately suppressed breath sprayed on Ai Lang's face, which was warm and a little itchy.The sound of the kiss and the sound of the heart beating violently matched each other unexpectedly.

When Zhuang Lin reported "37", he wanted to kiss Ai Lang's cheek out of inertia. He just leaned over, when Ai Lang turned his face away.Lips pressed together, Zhuang Lin's eyes showed a moment of surprise, then he slowly closed his eyes, automatically on the passive side, catering to Ai Lang's kiss.

Ai Lang originally planned to press on Zhuang Lin's body and have a direct kiss.However, he held a paring knife in one hand and a peeled peach in the other, which was really a bit of a shame.

This hot kiss that existed in the brain, eventually turned into a light kiss of lips to lips.But it did not disappoint, just like the youthful kiss in the first love period, just the intimate contact of lips, no need for extra words, no need to compare kissing skills, but it is the most exciting.

As soon as the lips of the two parted, Zhuang Lin opened his eyes a little embarrassedly, and met Ai Lang's smiling eyes directly.Ailang leaned forward, sucked Zhuang Lin's lips, wrinkled his nose and rubbed it against Zhuang Linying's straight nose, and said, "I love you~"

"..."

Zhuang Lin pursed his lips, and his breathing became a little short. He held back his shyness and glanced at Ai Lang. With a blushing face, he imitated Ai Lang's action and leaned forward - rubbed the tip of his nose lightly on Ai Lang's face. The bridge of the nose, in response to Ellen.