"Pay attention to the messages on your mobile phone, kid. I'll take you out to play during the holidays."

Li Xingchen couldn't help but laugh as she thought about the young man's carelessly raised corners of his lips and the words he bent down to say to her.

The teapot in my hand was snatched away.

Li Xingchen came to his senses and realized that the glass in his hand was almost full.

Li Yun also poured a glass of water and looked at her sideways, "What are you talking about? Don't win the lottery and keep it for yourself. Our family will not support you in vain."

Li Xingchen: "..."

She suppressed her excitement to the bottom of her heart and kept it for herself. She casually found a reason and said warmly: "No, I just felt that I did well in the exam today."

"Really?" Li Yun chuckled, "I didn't see you so happy when the results of the high school entrance examination were released."

Zhao Hui, the top scorer in the high school entrance examination in Yiyang City, had to deal with this incident. At that time, she didn't like the aunt across the street. The aunt's son was useless. She was so choked that her face turned red and her neck was thick and she couldn't say a word. The door was closed tightly for several days.

Whenever he encountered Zhao Hui, he hid away.

In addition, there were tens of thousands of yuan in bonuses from the city. Zhao Hui angrily gave Li Xingchen a good look for a few days, saying that she was of some use. Li Zhengye, who had always been strict and reticent, rarely showed a smile. Sesame broke.

The family, which had a lot of things going on, had been harmonious for a while.

At that time, there were reporters who came to the house with cameras and wanted to interview her. However, even though it was such a big happy event, the champion herself reacted normally. The dog walked by the gatekeeper of the community looked happier than she did.

Now I said that because I felt that I did well in the exam, it was still the most ordinary Xiaoyue exam. I was so happy that I didn't even notice that the water was about to spill.

Who are you fooling?

Li Yun's eyebrows are always stained with tiredness, and his vigorous age seems to be boring.

He frowned at this moment, looked at her with slightly squinted eyes, and half guessed and half questioned, "You're secretly raising a man outside, right?"

Li Xingchen: "..."

She didn't say anything, but the young man's cold and tough face immediately appeared in his mind uncontrollably. He was sharp and had an aura, and he always said nonsense to her with a bad smile.

Come to think of it, she probably...can't afford to support him.

Suddenly, Li Xingchen was startled by his own thoughts. He came back to his senses. There was a trace of unnaturalness in his beautiful eyes and said to Li Yun: "No, don't think about it."

Inexplicably feeling a little guilty, she said no more and hurried back to the house with a water glass.

Li Yun watched her enter the room and close the door, holding the glass of water and pondering for a long time.

Damn you, don't let that bitch out there defraud you of money and sex, and then help you count money.

In his opinion, her deskmate was the number one suspect.

Li Xingchen leaned against the door and stayed quiet for a while, then walked to the desk and put down the water glass, picked up the senior phone, looked at the contact notes he had set for himself in the address book, and smiled softly.

He is a great roommate who can't help but fall in love with him.

Because the note is too long, it will still scroll on the screen if it is selected by pressing the button.

That's not the case.

Li Xingchen started to re-edit and corrected it for him.

After making the changes, Li Xingchen stared at her phone thoughtfully with her mouth slightly curved. After thinking for a while, she went to the drawer of the bedside table and took out the old phone Li Yun gave her and replaced the card.

She charged her phone and turned it on, went to her address book and read his notes again, and felt that they fit his personality very well.

A three-year-old peerless stinky childish devil.

——

Jiang Cong had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom.

He hung a towel around his neck and raised his hand to wipe his hair twice, which was fine without wiping. There was still a layer of wet moisture all over his body, making his skin color look a little whiter.

He was casual at home, only wearing a pair of black shorts. Because of regular exercise, Jiang Cong had a well-shaped body, with tight and lean abdominal muscles, distinct textures, broad and straight shoulders and back, and a perfectly strong figure.

There were still water drops that had not been wiped off, flowing down the undulating muscle lines. Jiang Cong opened the wardrobe and found a short-sleeved pair to put on.

The entire third floor of the club is his room, which is quite large.

His eyes glanced at something on the coffee table. He paused for a moment, walked over and sat down on the sofa, leaned back and stared at the thing.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Cong leaned over and took it over, and then opened the hand-drawn comic that Benru's driver had painstakingly created.

His eyes first fell on the words "Falling from the Star" and paused for a long time. Jiang Cong pulled his lower lip, not knowing what he meant.

Ru Ling likes to draw very much, and her love and talent can be said to be self-taught. She is very accurate in capturing the characteristics of people, so when Yang Lang threw the piece of paper on his table, Jiang Cong glanced at it casually.

You can tell who the painting is.

Even though Ru Ling worked overtime, she didn't draw much, but even in these short dozen pages, everything is condensed to its essence.

The room was quiet, the light from the ceiling lamp was bright, and the sound of rustling pages became slower and slower.

Nearly ten minutes later, the hand-drawn comic book was closed and thrown aside.

Jiang Cong raised his arm, curled the knuckles of his index fingers and moved them twice against his temples. He leaned his neck back against the sofa. He closed his eyes and felt that his brain was buzzing.

The windows were mostly open, and a cool night breeze was blowing in constantly. But it couldn't suppress the burning heat in the young man's body.

"Fuck." His voice was low and low, with a slight hoarseness.

Jiang Cong straightened his head and was stunned for a few seconds. Then he lowered his eyes and looked down, then resignedly entered the bathroom again.

Who knew this was just the fucking beginning.

Jiang Cong uncontrollably had a charming dream, and the pictures in the grid on the hand-painted book were connected in series...

Then I woke up from my dream, the wall lamp was turned on habitually, I was dripping with sweat, and the light that came into my eyes was also a blurry and drunken yellow.

Jiang Cong's breathing was unsteady and he was panting. Even her voice in the dream was very real, soft and warm. She called his name over and over again, and it was still lingering in his mind.

With the headlights on, Jiang Cong took his third bath of the night.

Then I didn't sleep again.

I don't know what time it was, but the sound of boxing could be heard downstairs until dawn.

Yi Linhe: "..."

He will go and remove the sandbags tomorrow.

——

Li Xingchen received Jiang Cong's message in advance the day before National Day.

Therefore, she deliberately got up early that day and made some sesame cake balls. Knowing that there must be more than just the two of them, she made more, but she didn't expect that so many people would come.

There was often no one at home, and Li Yun also went out to hang out with his classmates. Li Xingchen went out quite freely.

A cool modified white off-road vehicle was parked in front of the community building, which was incompatible with the somewhat old and decayed environment here.

"Star! Here!" Ru Ling saw her, jumped up and waved to her, and finally ran towards her.

Jiang Cong wore a black sweatshirt and leaned in front of the car. He had a slender figure with perfectly proportioned wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs, which caught people's attention. He folded his arms and stared at Li, who was walking over with Ru Ling.

Xingchen, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Yang Lang, Bai Daiyi and Ke Manman all came.

Ke Manman had a princess cut, with a few strands of bright yellow highlights on both sides of her hair, and sparkling makeup, which made her look charming and playful. He also raised a smile when he saw her, "Lu Chi!"

"Little fairy!"

"Sister Xing!"

Bai Daiyi and Yang Lang also shouted, a group of youthful young people gathered here, seeming to add a touch of life to the crowded old residential building.

Li Xingchen also smiled and waved to them. She was really happy. She was used to being alone in silence, and over time she didn't think it was anything. But at this time, she seemed to feel a sense of happiness in being accepted.

The lively feeling is also good.

In addition to the six of them, there was also an older man who looked a bit familiar to Li Xingchen.
Chapter completed!