Green tea junior is always catching me

"Ah, yes." Li Xinghe was startled, and asked in a daze, "You know me?"

He spoke word by word, with a juvenile sense of babbling.

The man let go of his hand, and the bracelet shook slightly.

I don't know if it's because of the agarwood he was wearing, but Li Xinghe smelled a nice woody aroma.

He seemed to smile a little, but it was fleeting.

The boy in the flowered shirt next to him leaned over and said, "Ah Bei, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." The man casually turned his head and turned to Li Xinghe, "Are you studying at University A now?"

Li Xinghe nodded blankly.

Flower Shirt shouted: "You are from A University? What a coincidence, so are we two."

"You guys, hiccup, which college do you belong to? If it's a scholastic school, brother, I can cover you." Li Xinghe patted his chest and said boldly.

The flowered shirt smiled and said, "I'm a computer student, how does brother plan to protect us?"

Li Xinghe scratched his head and thought about it seriously, "I also have friends in the School of Computer Science, you can ask me if you have any questions about the school."

The man pushed away the wine glass on the table, filled the wine glass in front of him and handed it to him, every movement was dignified and elegant.It seems that instead of pouring wine, they are pouring tea.

The flowered shirt didn't embarrass a drunk, and looked at him with interest: "How old are you?"

Li Xinghe confessed frankly: "Sophomore, cough cough, what is this, it's so spicy!"

He took a sip of wine without refusing to come, and unexpectedly found that it was even more exciting than the previous glass.

"Ah Bei, you're too bullying, why give him this kind of wine." Flowered Shirt smirked.

The man put his arm on the back of the chair and said slowly: "I think he really wants to drink, it's just the beauty of an adult."

"You, don't talk about him, it's me... I want to drink." Li Xinghe waved his hands hastily.

The man poured him a few more glasses, and didn't stop until he saw him hiccupping.

"Did you drink?" he asked.

"...Drink it up." Li Xinghe smacked his lips, his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and he felt that this person was quite good.

"Then tell me, why do you want to get drunk?" He said gently.

Flower Shirt suddenly cursed, "A Bei, what are you doing?"

"Don't do anything, curiosity breaks the law?" the man said.

"...Well, I thought you wanted to have a drink..." Flower Shirt swallowed the rest of the words, and glanced at the two of them, "You guys talk, I'll sit down."

Then, Li Xinghe really chatted with this "Abei" or "Anan".

This chat actually lasted more than half an hour.

His brain was completely out of control, and the other party seemed to be a bit persuasive and a life mentor, and he immediately let him pour out all the words in his heart like beans in a bamboo tube.

At the beginning, the man was quite friendly, listening to him politely, while occasionally smiling with unknown meaning.

Especially when he said, "I haven't even given my first kiss yet, and I was cheated when I fell in love for the first time", the corner of his mouth became more playful.

But Li Xinghe didn't notice his expression at all, he didn't even know what he was talking about.

Things started to go wrong after 10 minutes.

He scolded Xu Zhilin in front of strangers, and just when he felt comfortable, he received a series of WeChat messages on his phone.

The man took a sip of his wine and reminded him to look at his phone.

Li Xinghe struggled to open his eyes to unlock and open WeChat to chat.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you almost drop your phone.

He directly replied a voice message to the other side: "Get out! Get out of here! What about Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wang, I will not lick if I say no, I don't want that Nikon anymore! Our brotherhood ends here! "

"Cough—" The man choked on the wine, put down his glass and asked, "Master Zhao?"

Li Xinghe already regarded him as half a friend, and he didn't hide it at all, showing him the chat history on his mobile phone.

"Brother, this is a long story, I, hiccup, I am a wage earner in the student union of the school, not long ago..."

Not long ago, during the summer vacation, it was rumored in the group that this freshman had an extraordinary character.This freshman is called Zhao Qingbei, and it is said that his father is the school manager.

The chairman heard all kinds of things and saw all directions, and immediately asked Li Xinghe to recruit him into the student union.

His original words were: "With Mr. Zhao, we don't have to worry about sponsorship in the future, and we can get any award! It's all money, money, do you understand?"

The reason why Li Xinghe was asked to take charge of this matter was because Zhao Qingbei studied in Finance Class [-] and was his direct student.

Angrily, he stuck his mobile phone to "A Bei"'s face: "Look at him, he's just like this, he's dragged like two to five or eight thousand."

Looking at the wechat chat between him and Mr. Zhao, it is nothing more than this——

He: [Hello, Zhao, I am the head of the Propaganda Department, and I introduced myself in the group just now. 】

He: [Document "Chronicle of the Student Union"]

He: [This is the profile of our student union, you can see if there is a department you like. 】

Zhao Qingbei: [En]

He: [Forward notice: To make it easier for freshmen to enroll, the Student Union has specially produced the "Freshmen Report Handbook" for you...]

He: [Student Zhao, you can pick up the brochure at the gate on the first day of school, which includes a map of University A. 】

Zhao Qingbei: 【Oh】

He: [Do you probably know what the student union does? 】

Zhao Qingbei: 【Know】

He: [[/cute rabbit] Then do you want to come, I can leave you a form. 】

Zhao Qingbei: [Not going]

"What the hell, I really want to crawl over the phone and punch him!" Li Xinghe said indignantly.

Abei was silent.

Since he saw the chat record, he hasn't said a word for 5 minutes.

Although he didn't talk much before, he occasionally responded with a few words, which made Li Xinghe feel that he was not singing a one-man show.But now he didn't even utter another modal particle, and the atmosphere between the two was a little strangely silent.

Just when Li Xinghe thought he thought he was annoying and didn't plan to chat anymore.

Ah Bei suddenly said, "Then why do you bother with him?"

For some reason, Li Xinghe always felt a little depressed in his tone.

"Do you think I do?" He sneered, and continued to show the chat records——

On the same day, Li Xinghe sent the screenshot of the chat between him and Zhao Qingbei to the chairman, and seriously announced: [This guy b looks like he will get tenosynovitis and go to the hospital if he typed one more word, I can't do anything about it.It's simply unreasonable, unable to communicate, bye bye. 】

In the screenshot, he even went against his macho nature and used the only bunny emoticon package sent from a girl, only to receive a cold rejection in exchange.

He used two idioms in succession, which shows how angry he is.

The chairman replied slowly: [If you don't help me, I'll tell my aunt about you skipping classes for five days in an Internet cafe in your third year of high school, and you failed three subjects in your freshman year. 】

Li Xinghe was quiet for a while, then said: [Cousin, you can't do this. 】

The chairman replied to him: [As long as you recruit Zhao Qingbei, I will buy you the Nikon you fancy last week. 】

Li Xinghe's eyes widened: [That one is close to [-], are you serious? 】

Chairman: [This is also the task my teacher gave me, please help my brother. 】

So, he agreed without hesitation.

Who made him dare not talk to his mother about buying a camera.

Li Xinghe complained: "I...I just want that Nikon, hiccup."

Abei: "..."

At this time, Hua Shirt came over and said, "A Bei, they said they are going to the next game, shall we go?"

The man glanced at Li Xinghe, who was half lying on the seat, as soft as mud, with a cold expression: "No, I'll take him to the hotel."

The flowered shirt was taken aback: "Going to the hotel? What do you care about him?"

The man said flatly: "I got drunk on people, so I can't leave them alone."

Hua Shirt scratched his head and had no choice but to tell everyone that he was not going, and the girls all showed disappointed expressions.

What happened next, Li Xinghe's memory was almost blurred.

He just remembered the man shoving him into the back of a car with orange leather that didn't look like a taxi.

The man was sitting in the co-pilot, saw him retching from the rearview mirror, and said quietly, "It's best not to vomit in the car, [-] a time, one-fifth of Nikon."

Li Xinghe hurriedly covered his mouth desperately, and only then could he not vomit in the car.

However, after the car stopped, the man came over to open the door for him, and he vomited all over his trousers with a wow.

"Master, this... I'll help you get your new clothes up." Someone said.

Li Xinghe's eyes were full of gold stars, and he thought to himself, why do people still call you young master these days?Who is the young master?

After vomiting, he fell into the man's arms unsteadily.

The driver looked at the drunk on Zhao Qingbei's body in horror, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Master, let me help him up, you go back to the car first."

The moment he was about to meet Li Xinghe, Zhao Qingbei frowned and said, "No need, Uncle Zhang, you go back first."

"Ah? Don't you use the car?"

"Ah."

Zhao Qingbei picked up Li Xinghe's back collar with one hand, picked him up like a chicken, and walked into the hotel.

Li Xinghe lifted his heavy eyelids, and leaned on him in a staggered manner: "...Where is this? Who are you? Where is the young master?"

Zhao Qingbei ignored him and didn't push him away.

Although Li Xinghe was thin, he was still close to 1.8 meters tall, so he looked very weak in front of him.

"How tall are you when you stand up? How many meters are you?" He waved his hands to reach the top of Zhao Qingbei's head, wanting to compare his height with him.

Zhao Qingbei grabbed his wrist, put a little pressure on it, and looked at him coldly.

After being drunk, Li Xinghe was full of comparisons, and poked his cheek: "Why are you so pale, but you are a little worse than me. How old are you? Why don't you speak?"

The hotel manager gasped in fright, held his breath, pressed the elevator for them, and silently made a "please" gesture.

Li Xinghe refused to let go, "You haven't answered how tall I am, you can't be taller than me."

Every boy over 1.8 meters will tell you his height with his last breath before he dies.

Sure enough, Zhao Qing ignored him this time: "One eight seven."

In normal times, he wouldn't be bothered to speak after finishing this sentence.

But tonight, he was first complained about face to face, and then he was spat all over, and then added: "It is indeed taller than you."

Li Xinghe stopped talking.

Zhao Qingbei thought he was autistic, so after taking him into the room, he turned around and wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Li Xinghe said suddenly: "It's fine if you're taller than me, so what if the man is shorter. I dare say you're definitely not as big as me. If you don't believe me, let's compare."

Zhao Qingbei: "..."

He looked at Li Xinghe like a monster for a few seconds, probably felt that it would be out of style to argue with a drunkard, so he walked towards the bathroom with a cold face.

Li Xinghe felt that he couldn't compare with him, so he had to run away, sat on the bed triumphantly and shook his legs: "Don't you dare to compare, haha, I knew you were not as big as me! What's the use of being tall, hiccup, It's not useful."

Zhao Qingbei stopped, staring at him with dark eyes.

He continued recklessly: "An expert once said that people who grow tall generally don't do well, some don't last long, and some..."

A black shadow walked in front of him, Zhao Qingbei lowered his eyes and put his hand on the belt.

Li Xinghe said that the beating was half stopped.

He was sitting on the bed, while the other was standing, the distance between them was no more than ten centimeters, and the hand holding the belt almost touched the tip of his nose.

His eyes lowered slightly, and he saw something that quickly hit him in the face.

Guttling, Li Xinghe swallowed - it seemed that he was older than him.

"Don't you want to compare? Untie it yourself." Zhao Qingbei's tone was cold, but the words he said were not surprising and endless.

He stretched out his hand to grab Li Xinghe's wrist, and pulled his hand here.

Although Li Xinghe was unconscious, his instinctive vigilance made him shrink back.

But the hand on his wrist was like a branding iron, holding him firmly, not allowing him to back down a bit.

At this time.

Click, the door lock sounded.

"Master, I'll put your clothes on for you..." Uncle Zhang swiped his card in from the outside, and as soon as he poked his head out, he froze, standing in place petrified, not daring to move.

Zhao Qingbei frowned and turned around.

His back was facing the door, with his hands on his waist, Li Xinghe's upper body was blocked by him, so he couldn't see his face.

With this pose, you can tell what you're doing just by looking at it.

Uncle Zhang backed out silently: "I'm sorry, you are busy first."

Three minutes later, there was a cautious knock on the door, and Uncle Zhang swiped his card again and opened the door.

Li Xinghe curled up on the bed, buried his head timidly.

Zhao Qingbei, with his belt hanging loose, was leaning down to talk to him.

Uncle Zhang put a bag of things at the entrance and whispered, "Master, be careful."

Zhao Qingbei looked up inexplicably.

When he walked over to pick up the bag of things, his expression suddenly became ugly.

——He even unpacked the outer packaging thoughtfully, and it was still strawberry-flavored and floating.

Oh, it's pretty wild.

He threw the thing on the ground and planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

The person on the bed snorted and seemed uncomfortable.

Zhao Qingbei walked over to look at him, but as soon as he approached, he was grabbed by the hem of his clothes.

This pulling force is very light, like a kitten pawing and pulling people weakly.

The person who was making a fuss about the competition just now was already asleep, curling himself into a ball.Her fair cheeks were puffed up slightly by the pillow, her pale lips were slightly opened, and her breathing evenly moved the T-shirt up and down.

Zhao Qingbei looked at the thin white hand, gently pulled it away, and stuffed it carefully into the quilt.

The next morning, Li Xinghe was woken up by a phone call.

His headache was about to burst, and he answered the phone drowsily, and Xia Qi's thunderous voice came from his ear: "Where did you go last night? You asked me to call you at six in the morning, saying that I was going to welcome the new students." , where are you?"

"I am here……"

When Li Xinghe spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse.

He looked around, but found that he was in a hotel with luxurious facilities.

His eyes shifted a little bit to the side, and he almost cried out——

Someone slept next to him!

The man's back was facing him, with short smoky gray hair -- no clothes on, and the muscle lines at the shoulder blades were clearly exposed to the air.

He subconsciously glanced at himself, and was horrified to find that he wasn't wearing any clothes either! !

"Fuck—" He covered his mouth and suppressed the scream that rushed into his throat.

Fuck, fuck, what's going on?

Did he have a date with someone else? !

"Hello? Li Xinghe, talk!" Xia Qi was still reluctant.

He lowered his voice and said, "It's not convenient now, I'll call you later."

Then he got up from the bed very lightly, tiptoed to find clothes and put them on.

In just a dozen seconds of getting dressed, Li Xinghe vaguely remembered what happened last night: at a strange booth, he met a Tiancai.

Tiancai poured him several glasses of spirits, and deliberately led him to confide in his thoughts.

Now that I think about it, I guess this person is a regular customer of dating. When he sees a good-looking person, he will get drunk and take him to open a room.

As soon as he thought of his first time, he just disappeared in such a muddle-headed way, he was so angry that he wanted to explode.

After seeing a few unsealed sleeves on the ground, he became more certain of his thoughts.

……

Half an hour later, the Xinglong Breakfast Shop on Yuge Road.

Xia Qi sat at the table and was dumbfounded while eating the steamed buns.

With the bun in her mouth, she asked in shock: "So, after you dumped Xu Zhilin, you had 419 with a stranger? You got fucked?!"

"Keep your voice down." Li Xinghe touched his non-painful buttocks, and said with a dead face, "Although that man looks fierce, I should be the one who fucked him."