Good brother, your design is broken

Chi Yang went into the dressing room to try on clothes, Ling Lang stood outside waiting patiently, when a message popped up on his phone.

Lian Xuelu: SOS, help the world!

Ling Lang:?

Lian Xuelu: You are limited to push me your new classmate’s WeChat ID within three seconds!

Ling Lang: ...

After trying on the last piece of clothing, Chi Yang came out of the dressing room with his collar straightened: "It's all right now."

Ling Lang let out a "hmm", and then quickly changed his words: "It depends on you."

Chi Yang: "..."

Well, the little wolf cub is determined to draw a clean line from these clothes.

After paying the money, the two walked towards the store door, joining the noisy crowd outside the door.

When Chi Yang raised his head to drink water, Ling Lang stared straight at his rolling Adam's apple and trembling chin for a long time, and said something that made him almost spit tea: "Brother Yang, you are quite handsome. "

Fortunately, Chi Yang still had some concentration, he swallowed his last sip gently: "Do you like it?"

Ling Lang: "What do you like?"

Chi Yang: "I like my handsomeness."

Ling Lang: "School girls like it."

Chi Yang's forehead twitched slightly, and he replied: "Then you are also handsome."

"No, I'm not as handsome as you." Ling Lang explained earnestly, "The girls have a school grass vote, and your vote is higher than mine."

Chi Yang: "..."

"There are still many posts and photos about you in the campus forum, such as..."

Until he entered the next clothing store, Ling Lang still followed Chi Yang and forcefully popularized science. If his voice was not too dull, he would have been like a primary school student who discovered a novelty and was eager to share it with his good deskmate.

At this moment, Ling Lang seemed to suddenly become very talkative.

Chi Yang finally couldn't hold back, turned around, and looked Ling Lang up and down——

Messy bangs covered a delicate but gloomy face, with an expression that was lighter than water, as if the creator had carefully molded it, and then covered it with a layer of veil.

No matter if you look at it horizontally or vertically, you can't see that the little wolf cub looks like someone who pays attention to such things.

Chi Yang didn't know which channel he jumped to again, since they said goodbye, the little wolf cub often played cards out of routine.

However, he likes the thrill of facing the unknown at any time.

Ling Lang's face was calm, Ren Chiyang watched it closely for a while, and asked, "Did you see it?"

Chi Yang's eyebrows twitched, thinking that Ling Lang had discovered what he was thinking, and asked calmly, "What do you see?"

Ling Lang: "I see that I'm not as handsome as you."

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If Chi Yang hadn't practiced Sanda for many years with a stable chassis, he would have been knocked to the ground by Ling Lang's words right now.

Even he has an IQ that is much higher than the average, but he can't think of how to briefly and accurately explain the fact that "Ling Lang is a handsome guy on par with him".

Seeing that Chi Yang didn't speak, Ling Lang thought that he had acquiesced, with an expression of "just tell me what you see".

Chi Yang decided not to dwell on this issue anymore, and letting children occasionally be a traditional Chinese virtue.

Bypassing a row of hangers, Ling Lang's cell phone rang. He stopped to answer the call, and Xu Tu's bluffing voice came from the opposite side: "What is my beloved wolf brother doing, the shooting range can't do without you!"

Ling Lang picked up the clothes and said, "Go shopping."

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Two seconds later, Xu Tu tentatively asked, "With our sister-in-law?"

Then I got the word "roll" with a perfect accent.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Lang looked at Chi Yang, who was choosing clothes, and met his gaze.

Chi Yang beckoned: "Little wolf cub, come over and see how this one is."

Ling Lang: "..."

Accidentally slipped his mouth, Chi Yang was not flustered, and opened his mouth to Ling Lang's questioning eyes: "I heard that your good buddies call you 'Brother Wolf', you should like this name very much, I asked, it’s the wolf of the big bad wolf, but I’m older than you, and it’s awkward to call your brother, so adding a ‘cub’ to the original ‘Xiao Lang’ clearly means ‘wolf’ gone."

"Really?" Ling Lang glanced at Chi Yang suspiciously, always feeling that he was talking nonsense.

Chi Yang didn't give him a chance to delve into it at all, he raised his hand and asked, "What do you think of this dress?"

Ling Lang lowered his head, Chi Yang's fingertips were hooked to a beige solid color sweater.

He looked at it carefully, and gave advice earnestly and implicitly: "The style should suit you, but the size may be wrong. You have to try it yourself."

Chi Yang: "I know, because I picked this for you."

"I do not need."

Ling Lang put his hands in his pockets, tugging coolly.

"Anyway, it's still early. It's okay to try it on. I've tried clothes if you asked me to."

"..."

Before Ling Lang refused again, Chi Yang couldn't help but pull him into the fitting room next to him, and closed the door with his backhand.

Boss Ling who was forced into the fitting room felt outrageous, but he couldn't get angry at Chi Yang's harmless handsome face.

The mother-in-law who pushes back and forth, is here, so let's give Chi Yang another face.

After convincing himself, Ling Lang took off his coat, picked up Chi Yang's sweater and put it on his head.

After half a month of observation, Chi Yang found that Ling Lang's clothes were actually not too small, but they were all dark and lifeless, lacking the freshness of a teenager, cold and dull, giving off a fragile porcelain white.

In his impression, Ling Lang loves light colors, especially white.

In the dressing room where the chandelier was shining brightly, Ling Lang, who had changed into an off-white sweater, lit up several degrees, giving Chi Yang a slight illusion, as if the child in his memory had returned.

Leaving aside the shape of the hips, Ling Lang with long facial features is actually very youthful, especially the eyes, which are black and white, round and full in the eyes, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised. This type of eyes is usually the most ostentatious.

As a result, when wearing old-fashioned dark clothes, there is always a sense of disobedience, as if scribbled to cover the eyes with a cloud of haze as a camouflage.

After changing his clothes, Ling Lang looked at his strange self in the mirror uncomfortably, and then at Chi Yang who was rubbing his chin and smiling meaningfully.

"..."

Like a clam that has been stripped of its shell, Ling Lang's ears suddenly became hot with embarrassment, and the sudden sense of shame made him have no time to think. He was about to take off his sweater by the collar, but Chi Yang quickly held it down.

Ling Lang's movements were too violent, and Chi Yang's strength was not weak.

The two brute forces collided, and Ling Lang slipped. He only had time to curse inwardly, and fell backwards. When the back of his head was about to hit the wall hard, he was firmly supported by a big hand.

The imaginary dull pain did not strike.

Ling Lang subconsciously wanted to move his arms, but was tied up by half of his clothes, and wanted to move his legs, but found himself surrounded by Chi Yang.

That's right, a circle.

The reason why he used such a word that was extremely inappropriate for his 1.8-meter tall man was because he was facing a person who was half a head taller than him.

The opponent supported the back of his head with one hand, and propped the other hand on the wall beside his ear, heavy breathing and fiery body enveloped the sky and the sky, as long as he poked his head a little further, the light above his head would be completely extinguished.

If it had been an ordinary fight, he had already lost, and lost badly.

Two big boys with heaving chests were squeezed into the narrow locker room, and the temperature rose rapidly.

Meanwhile, Squeak--

The door that was not closed was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a father stood outside the door, holding his son, who was half a person tall, by the hand.

The air freezes.

The son gnawed his fingers and said: "Someone is secretly hugging inside! It's like dad secretly hugging mom in the cloakroom!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The young father stopped his mouth, but the expression on his face showed an unconcealable desire to pry. He was about to investigate further, but was too frightened by Chi Yang's eyes to look around.

"Excuse me, go ahead! I'll close the door for you."

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

"Sorry, too much force."

"Thank you."

The two spoke at the same time.

Due to inertia, Chi Yang's glasses slid half a centimeter from the bridge of his tall nose, revealing his unobstructed eyes.

Ling Lang stared at the pair of gray-green eyes that were close at hand, his Adam's apple moved slightly, he cleared his throat and continued: "Hand, didn't you hit it?"

The tone was as flat as ever.

"No, brother Yang hit me hard."

It took only ten seconds from the beginning to the end of all this, Chi Yang pulled out his hand, the temperature from the back of the boy's head was still tingling in his hand.

He took a step back, Ling Lang took off the sweater wrapped around his body, threw it aside, and smoothed two messy hairs.

Chi Yang: "That kid just now..."

Ling Lang: "I never compare myself with people under the age of ten and over the age of 70."

Chi Yang: "Then his father..."

What responded to Chi Yang was "Calmness" written all over Ling Lang's face.

Well, as expected of the ruthless person who has been medically appraised, after several serial emergencies, he can still maintain a calm personality.

But whenever Chi Yang gets closer, he can hear how much movement is going on in the chest of the seemingly calm young man in front of him.

The author says:

This article focuses on the emotional line of attacking and receiving. It describes first love 1v1 from beginning to end. There is no cannon fodder. The general direction of the background is bright and eager youth. those who saved)

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Thanks to "Luyao Jiuri" and "Chushui Huanggua" for their fish food feeding