a delicate flower

After coming out of the bathroom, Ai Lang sat at the end of the bed playing with his mobile phone. When Zhuang Lin came over, he dropped a bank card on Ai Lang's lap.

"..."

Ai Lang's fingers froze when he swiped at the screen of the phone, stretched out his hand to pick up the bank card, made a "huh" in feigned surprise, then raised his head, and said to Zhuang Lin with a smile: "Where's the password?"

Zhuang Lin looked into Ai Lang's eyes silently, and reported the six figures calmly. He walked to Ai Lang's side and sat down, stretched out his arms to circle Ai Lang, closed his eyes and put his forehead on Ai Lang's A rub on the shoulder.

Ellen's hair was a bit long, but it was soft and itched when it touched his cheek.

Ailang ignored him, opened the corresponding bank app on his phone, and was busy with how to log in to that bank card.

Zhuang Lin tightened his arms, raised his head and approached Ai Lang to ask for a kiss. As a result, his lips felt flat and stiff - Ai Lang blocked his mouth with his bank card.

Ailang turned his head to meet his dissatisfied gaze, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "Sir, please let me confirm that the labor is paid accordingly, 11 yuan, not a penny less."

Ai Lang's voice was soft and soothing, obviously a tone that made people sound comfortable, but every word in his words was full of thorns, and Zhuang Lingang's mood of wanting to be tired was also disturbed. He said impatiently: " There are still more than 90 left in the card, all of which can be transferred to your account."

After all, he didn't wait for Ai Lang's answer, and directly pushed him down on the bed. Ai Lang got used to wearing only a nightgown after taking a shower, and it was very convenient to take it off, and he could strip it all off with a pull of the belt.

Ailang was at the mercy of Zhuang Lin, the bank card was taken off his hand just now, but the mobile phone was still in his hand, and he opened the long-outdated Travel Frog APP by the way. Harvest clover and feed the bees.

The background music that came with the game started, and the special effect sound of harvesting clover "puff puff" sounded one after another, making Zhuang Lin snatch Ai Lang's phone, turn off the mute and throw it under the bed.

Ai Lang lay under Zhuang Lin's body, and said unhappily, "What are you doing?"

He blinked innocently at Shang Zhuang Lin's furious eyes, and guessed: "Ah, do you think I'm too noisy playing games? Well, then I'll stay quiet."

"..."

Zhuang Lin's face was sullen, almost making people think that he was going to lose his temper, but he was calm again, gently raised Ai Lang's chin, leaned down and kissed Ai Lang's lips, and said with a slight smile: "I think of the senior There's still class tomorrow, so go to bed early."

Hearing this, Ai Lang hummed unhappily, "Don't take off my clothes if you don't do it", but he was sneering in his heart: Zhuang Lin was probably softened by him, and he would be mad if he didn't calm down.

Without waiting for Zhuang Lin to change his mind, AI Lang wrapped up his nightgown and fell asleep.

Zhuang Lin sat at the desk next to the bed, staring blankly at the monitor with his notebook open.With his face propped up sideways, he rested his left hand on the touch screen and moved the cursor aimlessly.

What Ellen did was to provoke him deliberately, and he was on the verge of erupting several times, but fortunately, the second before his emotions completely lost control, he regained his reason - and the only reason he relies on to calm down now, It's because he was unwilling to let Ailang leave like this.

Zhuang Lin turned his head and looked at Ai Lang's figure sleeping on his side with his back to him. When he turned his eyes back to the desk, he inadvertently landed on Ai Lang's laptop.

Since Ai Lang is not willing to "speak out", let him have to "speak up".

Zhuang Lin hesitated for a moment, turned on Ailang's laptop, entered the password deftly, and turned it on.

He opened the browser, and the cursor clearly pointed out the most prominent online store link in the favorites.The progress bar was linked successfully in an instant, Zhuang Lin's finger on the touch panel paused slightly, and he looked at the name of the management store displayed on the top of the screen, thoughtfully.

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The next day.

Ailang went to class on time. When Xing Lu saw him walk into the classroom, she grabbed his arm and looked towards the door of the classroom. She asked curiously, "You came here by yourself? How did you feel after last night?"

Xing Lu is a witness of AI Lang's relationship. She witnessed the beginning and the end of it. She has a lot of emotions, such as "Look! I told you that you are not suitable for him." The behavior that once urged Ailang to get out of the singles resulted in selective amnesia.

Ellen opened his chair and sat down with a relaxed expression and a fairly happy mood.

Xing Lu didn't get his answer, so she forcibly took off Ai Lang's earphones, and asked, "Did you hear what I said!"

Xing Lu pulled the earphone to her ear while talking, frowned in wonder, and asked again: "Why is there no sound?"

Ai Lang took the earphones back from her hand, put them away in her schoolbag, and said: "Ah, I came here with Shen Chuxin's ride. Last night was pretty good, and next year's living expenses have already been settled."

Xing Lu: "Huh??"

Ellen shrugged and lay lazily on the table.

Early this morning, he used another excuse to be awkward with Zhuang Lin - the reason was that Zhuang Lin took a taxi to take him back to school, and happened to meet Shen Chuxin.When Ai Lang saw Shen Chuxin coming out of the parking lot in a private car with "unknown origin" but everyone "knows it well", he immediately had reason to dislike Zhuang Lin.

Ai Lang looked at Shen Chuxin's coming car, with a light smirk hanging on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, complaining: "Bai has been sleeping for so long, I can't even get the car."

Zhuang Lin turned his head to look, just in time the car he called had also arrived, and the owner of the car pulled over with flashing lights.

Zhuang Lin opened the car door, and saw Ai Lang curl his lips at him, dismissing the one hundred thousand online car-hailing car, and stopped Shen Chuxin's car, which he had already greeted in advance, before Zhuang Lin could respond. sit in.

When Zhuang Lin pulled the car door, Shen Chuxin had already locked it.

Ailang pressed the window of the car, smiled at Zhuang Linqiao, who was not very good-looking, and said, "If you want to ask me out in the future, I won't do it without a million-dollar car to pick you up. My ass is very delicate."

"..."

After all, she drove away in Shen Chuxin's 10,000+ car.

Zhuang Lin didn't get exhausted, but his face turned black on the spot. The owner of the car that pulled over took a look at the young man calling the car from the rearview mirror. With this look, he changed the impatient urging on his lips into politeness. In an angry tone, he asked, "Little boy, are you still going?"

Zhuang Lin walked back two steps expressionlessly, opened the car door and got in.

……

Xing Lu still wanted to ask about Ai Lang's little gossip. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the direction of the classroom door, her expression changed slightly, and she poked Ai Lang's arm to remind her, "Hey..."

Ai Lang gave a suspicious "hmm", the ending sound rose, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhuang Lin standing at the door with tall and long legs shining brightly. Zhuang Lin also locked his position at this time.

Under the eyes of the girls in the class, Zhuang Lin walked towards Ai Lang. It was supposed to be a love drama scene with a background of pink cherry blossom petals, but the protagonist was unmoved.

Ai Lang is still on guard against Zhuang Lin, after all, he just embarrassed Zhuang Lin just now - maybe it's not embarrassing, but the obvious disgust and provocation is an indisputable fact.

AI Lang watched Zhuang Lin approaching.

The desks in the classroom are connected by eight seats, and there are two girls sitting outside the seat in the same row as Ai Lang, so Zhuang Lin had to go around behind Ai Lang from the back row of desks.

Ailang didn't guess Zhuang Lin's intention for a moment. Objectively speaking, the weather is good today, and the place by the window is well lit. It is undeniable that Zhuang Lin is still handsome and shining, and his expression is (temporarily) gentle.

Ai Lang, who had seen Zhuang Linmiao's face change, had to add a parenthesis to explain it rigorously.

Zhuang Lin looked down at Ai Lang, his eyes were as gentle as the morning light outside the window, pure and harmless, and said softly: "Senior, remember to eat breakfast."

His low and magnetic voice, coupled with the gentle tone of his master's speech, directly hit the HP value of everyone present except Ai Lang and Xing Lu.

Then, Zhuang Lin put the packing box and a cup of soy milk in his hand on Ailang's table.

The lesbians (except Xing Lu) who witnessed this scene were all stabbed to the soft spot of their little hearts. It was the last reservedness of women that stopped them from screaming on the spot.

It's not the first time that Zhuang Lin came to Ailang's classroom to look for him, but it was the first time that he appeared in front of Ailang in such a high-profile and unafraid manner when the gossip souls of the onlookers were crackling and burning.All of a sudden, those in the same class and different classes, even those who didn't know about Ai Lang's aptitude, all sincerely envied the beautiful love between Ai Lang and this handsome junior.

Those who didn't know Ai Lang could only temporarily sum up the attributes of "handsome, warm, oily, little milk dog attack", and those who knew Ai Lang had been automatically matched with the attribute of "beautiful and seductive."

Of course! and!

In the next second, Ailang snorted softly, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed away the packing box and soy milk on the table—the soy milk was still thrown on the table, and the soy milk leaked from the "ten" opening on the sealing cover out.

Ailang said directly: "I don't want to eat roadside stalls."

“………………………………”

As soon as this sentence came out, the eyes cast from all directions turned into darts, targeting Ai Lang, and biubiubiu labeled him a scumbag.

Even Xing Lu was stunned.

Zhuang Lin blinked stupidly, momentarily embarrassed and aggrieved.

Xing Lu felt goosebumps all over her body in embarrassment, and hurried out to smooth things over.She stretched out her hand to put the soybean milk in place, wiped the table with two paper towels, and said to Zhuang Lin with a smile: "You go back to class first, don't think too much and go back to class."

Zhuang Lin pursed his lips, resisted the grievance and embarrassment and nodded, and looked at Ai Lang pitifully before leaving——

The hearts of the onlookers were broken.

After Zhuang Lin left, Xing Lu tugged at Ai Lang's sleeve, pushed the packing box and soy milk in front of him, gave him a sneaky look and gave him a wink—baby, embarrassing Zhuang Lin in public will hurt the enemy eight hundred It's a bad idea to damage yourself by a thousand dollars!If you don't see the eyes of people around you looking at you, it's not right!It's just a matter of hanging up a couplet of "Ai Liangyue who worships money, loves vanity and loves godfather" for you, and then puts a horizontal criticism of "scum suffers from this scum" on your forehead.

Ai Lang, who was labeled as a scumbag, raised his head, looked at the packing box in front of him, and touched his stomach. He didn't feel much guilt, but he didn't have food in his stomach, and he was carrying unfriendly eyes from all directions It's really stressful.

He moved his thin lips lightly, and the fingers that touched the packing bag were tightly pinching the edge of the bag, and his lower lip pouted upward, immediately making a pitiful look.

Under the "watchful eyes of everyone", he was biting the straw of soy milk absent-mindedly, and then nibbled on the steamed bun that Zhuang Lin packed for him.

I can't show the satisfaction of being full, and I have to pretend to be pitiful.

Ai Lang ate the whole box of Xiaolongbao without any leftovers, and just managed to fill up, and the onlookers also reinterpreted the twists and turns of the new development of the story-you see, the roadside stall who said he disliked the elementary school boy, but took a bite after the schoolboy left They ate up all the Xiaolongbao from the roadside stall bought by the juniors in one bite, and they were reluctant to throw away any of them—they must have blamed Ailang by mistake. This is really a beautiful appearance of sour and beautiful love.

Ailang was thinking: just accompany Zhuang Lin to finish the play.