The world is full of white clothes: Comrades, pay attention, our opponent for this week's gang battle has come out, it is next door tonight.

The world is full of white clothes: the elimination group stage, lost, you know.

Chengzi Chengzi Big Chengzi: Damn it, the system is poisonous, who made this group?

Don't milk yourself and take drugs: I said how the executives tonight are frantically recruiting new people in the group today.

Zhou Jinyan just took a shower.He dried his hands with a towel, and picked up the phone that had been vibrating non-stop since just now.

His hair was still dripping, Zhou Jinyan frowned, wrapped his half-length hair in a towel casually, and walked into the room while wiping.

"All the fun tonight", he had heard of this gang when he was still in Rumengling.To put it simply, three points of this acre of Tiandi Huazhou belong to Jianjian, two points belong to Tonight, four points belong to other gangs, and the remaining one point belongs to them. nor love.

Throughout the ages, there have always been conflicts between the eldest brother and the second brother, and the sword and tonight are not immune.Since the establishment of the gang tonight, it has been firmly held down by the sword. It is no wonder that tonight is trying so hard to pull people, trying to squeeze the sword out.

The world is full of white clothes: @隐, who is Rumengling's opponent?

Zhou Jinyan was too lazy to play the game, so he switched back to Rumengling's gang group and took a look - a few rich women Yunmeng were chatting about the new lipstick number, and the WeChat group was peaceful and peaceful.

Hidden: I don't know.

The world is full of white clothes: why not...

Gao Xiu, who is dressed in white clothes all over the world, has been coveting Rumeng Ling for a long time, and at first glance, he wants to lure Shengliquan, Lin Qingqing and the others to work here, Zhou Jinyan typed: You want to be beautiful.

The world is full of white clothes: Heck, everyone is a good brother.

Yin: Why didn't you think that we were good brothers when you helped us?

Yin: Rumeng Ling didn't help to beat you tonight, so you can be content.

He put down his phone and started drying his hair.

Ever since the relationship was confirmed, Jiang Xingting slept in his room very quietly.If it weren't for the fact that the room was already full of beds and tables, Jiang Xingting would have moved the tables and chairs in, and he would have written his homework in Zhou Jinyan's room.

Jiang Xingting was in the living room, looking at the computer screen with a headache.

He decisively chose the latter between protecting his privacy and being able to sleep with his boyfriend. He didn't feel anything for a day or two, but as time passed, he felt more and more restricted his performance.

He had to be very careful when playing with Jiang Xingting in all white clothes, for fear of losing his horse one day.At that time, it will not be as simple as being kicked out, "Teasing his wife for a while, chasing his wife to the crematorium", according to Zhou Jinyan's character, he will say goodbye to him in a fit of anger.

But as the gang leader holding the sword, he couldn't just abandon the gang like this and leave with Zhou Jinyan.

The man caught between the gang and the object is too hard.

He shook his head and sent a message to Lin Min: You can take command of the help next week.

Lin Min:?

Lin Min: Why me, when the time comes, it’s easy to throw the blame away, right?

Jiang Xingting: What do you think, I am this kind of person in your eyes?

Lin Min: Aren’t you the one?

Lin Min: Then tell me, why should I direct?

Jiang Xingting: ...Oh, it's not convenient for me to explain to you now.

Lin Min said alertly: What's the inconvenience?What shameful deeds did you do without telling me?

Jiang Xingting: ... Really not.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Zhou Jinyan came out of the room to pour water on his slippers. When passing by Jiang Xingting, he glanced at his computer screen: "Haven't finished writing? It's already eleven o'clock."

Jiang Xingting then glanced at the computer screen, belatedly realizing that his WeChat interface was still open.

"Soon, there's the last paragraph." Jiang Xingting was as steady as an old dog on the surface, but panicked inside, and forced a smile, "What? Can't wait for me to sleep with you?"

According to his understanding of Zhou Jinyan, Zhou Jinyan's normal reaction at this time should be - blushing, pretending not to hear, turning around and going back to the room.

Zhou Jinyan said that he was sincere and did not deceive him, and Zhou Jinyan froze as expected, picked up the water glass and went back to the room.

Jiang Xingting breathed a sigh of relief, and while thanking Zhou Jinyan for his arrogant personality, he reopened WeChat.In just a few minutes, Lin Ren sent him a series of messages, and the interface was covered with his white boxes.

Jiang Xingting: You human typewriter, da da da da da.

Lin Min: Hurry up and say it's okay, a big man, don't talk about it.

Jiang Xingting: All right, all right, to put it simply, Yin and I, or my roommate, are together.

Lin Ren: ...

Lin Ren: ...

Lin Min:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Lin Min: Wait, let me digest——

Lin Min: Why are you talking about such a big thing now? ? ?

Lin Ren: When did you confess your love?How long have you been together?Why is there no sign at all?

Jiang Xingting: I live in the same room with him now, it is not convenient to chat with you, I will tell you when I return to China.

As expected, Lin Ren was from the school's debate team, and he is very good at grasping the key points of the conversation: But what does this have to do with you asking me to direct?

Jiang Xingting: He still doesn't know that I'm the only one in white.

Lin Min: ...you cover it up quite tightly.

Jiang Xingting: I can't help it. We're just getting together. The foundation of our relationship is not solid enough.

Jiang Xingting: Let him know that I am nothing but white clothes, and my first love has just begun and is about to end.

Lin Min: Well, then you can't keep hiding it from him, right?

Jiang Xingting: Am I missing a suitable opportunity...

Jiang Xingting: I'm not going to push you anymore, I'm going to bed with my partner.

Jiang Xingting: 88.

He finally avenged Lin Min's ruthless "88".

When Jiang Xingting entered the room, Zhou Jinyan was still awake, leaning on the bedside to read professional books, looking sleepy.Jiang Xingting walked over and touched his forehead: "Are you sick?"

"No." Zhou Jinyan didn't even raise his head, "Have you booked your flight back home yet?"

"It's settled." Jiang Xingting climbed onto the bed and lay down beside him, "Leave next Monday."

Zhou Jinyan gave an absent-minded "hmm".

Jiang Xingting saw that he was in a bad mood, and put his arms around him: "What about you? Are you going back to China for Christmas?"

"Return." Zhou Jinyan put down the book, "I seem to be leaving on the same day as you."

"Really?" Jiang Xingting leaned over, "What time did it take off? Maybe it's the same flight."

Zhou Jinyan avoided him, and said in a low voice, "The end points are not together either."

Jiang Xingting raised his eyebrows: "So impatient to come home with me to meet my parents?"

"..." Zhou Jinyan blushed, "No!"

Jiang Xingting pinched his face: "Can you think of something better? On the same flight, we can stay together for at least ten hours."

Zhou Jinyan rescued his face from Jiang Xingting's claws, rubbed his face, but said nothing.

"By the way, do you know if there is any place here that sells souvenirs?" Jiang Xingting changed the subject, wanting to have some fun, "Why don't you come over here, I'm sorry to go back empty-handed."

"Yes." Zhou Jinyan turned sideways, "There is a big supermarket in the school, which sells everything."

As soon as he turned over, Jiang Xingting also turned over and stood behind him: "Then you will go shopping with me then?"

Zhou Jinyan turned off the light without saying yes or no.

Jiang Xingting hugged him into his arms and patted his back lightly like coaxing a child.

Zhou Jinyan turned around.His eyes were closed, his lips were drawn into a line, and he didn't look like he wanted to talk.Jiang Xingting didn't force him, kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

[The author has something to say: suddenly I really want to write next year x]

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