The case came to an end, Lan Jingyu went to buy breakfast nearby, and the two sat at the dining table facing each other.
Li Ying held her chin and struggled to eat, still puzzled, "Why do I have to make soup for you and sworn sworn friends with you?"
Lan Jingyu stirred the porridge in the bowl and said nonsense, "After you drank, your conscience found out that I was very good to you and that I was your favorite person in the world. You must repay me."
The first half of the sentence was normal, but Li Ying didn't believe the middle half.
"Stop talking nonsense, who likes you the most?"
Lan Jingyu shrugged, "The parties involved are you and me. There is no proof or proof. What can I do to you? Just forget it if you don't admit it."
Li Ying: "..."
She wiped her face, adjusted her posture, and said, "I will never drink again in the future."
Lan Jingyu: "This is best, otherwise it would be troublesome to recognize my brother in the streets."
Li Ying scratched her head, tried her best to remember, kicked him under the table, and asked the question she was most concerned about.
"Then what, who took off my clothes?"
She avoided her face, and only the first few words of a sentence were clear, while the rest were spoken at double speed.
Lan Jingyu pretended not to hear clearly, "What?"
Li Ying cleared her throat and repeated, slightly slower, "My clothes..."
Lan Jingyu repeated again, "What is yours?"
Li Ying clicked her tongue and raised her voice a little, "Clothes, clothes, who takes off...?"
Lan Jingyu: "Oh! Who took off your clothes?!"
Li Ying: "..."
She slammed the table and glared at him, "What are you shouting for?"
Lan Jingyu licked his lips and tried his best to restrain his mouth.
He made a fist with one hand and put it to his lips, frowning pretendingly, "Who shouted, I am speaking at a normal volume."
Li Ying was so angry that she lowered her head and took a big gulp of soy milk, then threw the spoon into the bowl with a bang.
"Are you mute again? I'm asking you."
Lan Jingyu leaned back, touched his chin leisurely, and looked at her leisurely.
"Let me think about your clothes."
Li Ying stared at him and swallowed, "Do you still want to think about this?"
She just wanted to ask if it was you who took it off.
Lan Jingyu glanced at her, "Wearing motorcycle clothes last night, right?"
Li Ying reluctantly responded, "Ang."
"I didn't touch your motorcycle suit."
Li Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
She only took off her motorcycle uniform. If he didn't take it off, she would have taken it off herself.
Fortunately, fortunately.
What a sin.
You can't drink this wine anymore, not in this life.
She grabbed a bun and took a bite, blaming him and saying, "Why don't you stop me a little bit?"
Lan Jingyu smiled, "Do you think I can stop you?"
Li Ying pouted.
depressed.
Lan Jingyu saw her biting the bun with a chicken coop on her head, and couldn't hold it any longer. He subconsciously reached out his hand and flicked her wilted bun.
Li Ying immersed herself in eating, and when she sensed his claws approaching, she slapped him away and said fiercely: "What are you doing!"
Lan Jingyu tapped his fingers on the table, "Your hair tie is loose."
Li Ying stretched out her hand and touched it, and sure enough, it was broken in the middle, and it was all held on by the outer layer of thread.
She pulled it off and sighed.
When I'm unlucky, I have to stuff my teeth with cold water.
She looked around and saw the leather braided bracelet on his wrist. After thinking about it, she said, "Brother, let me use that for my little brother."
Lan Jingyu laughed out loud, "You know how to bend and stretch, don't you?"
Li Ying snorted and stretched out her hand towards him, "Don't be stingy."
Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows and stretched out his wrist.