Watching Meng A cry every day feels so exciting

There are certain images that, once you start imagining them, stick in your mind.

Xie Sheng was reprimanding himself for being perverted in his heart, when the object of his imagination came back.

"There are a lot of people."

Shen Jingluo handed the fried chicken box to Xie Sheng, "Sweet and spicy, children like this."

Xie Sheng thanked him, took out his mobile phone, "How much is it, I will transfer it to you."

"No need." Shen Jingluo shook the bag in his hand, "I bought it for my brother too, by the way."

Xie Sheng hesitated for a moment, "Okay then, thank you."

Anyway, they are all in the same class, and it would be great if you have the opportunity to come back in the future.

"Where do you live?"

Xie Sheng has never been used to others getting too involved in his privacy, so when Shen Jingluo followed him into the taxi, Xie Sheng was at a loss.

In order to adapt, Xie Sheng comforted himself.

Once inside the car, the space suddenly narrowed.Two tall and long-legged boys curled up in the back seat, and their bodies inevitably touched each other.

In the past few days, Shen Jingluo had rashes on his arms. When he went out, the helper aunt forcibly put on a sun protection shirt. He didn't feel it just now, but now it's a little hot.

Shen Jingluo wiped his forehead calmly, "It's really hot in the car."

The driver with the air conditioner on all the time: "?"

Shen Jingluo took off his sunscreen shirt, and the two of them gently rubbed their arms against each other amidst the rustling of the fabric.

Shen Jingluo's first reaction was that it was so slippery.

Like the texture of jade.

Shen Jingluo's face was serious, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at him.

Xie Sheng wore a set of white sportswear today, light trousers and cotton short sleeves. The exposed part of his arm was as white as jade, next to the wheat color of Shen Jingluo who played basketball all the year round, and the contrast was sharp.

Shen Jingluo wondered how such a slender wrist could knock down those big and thick bastards in the business school with one punch.

"...can you borrow me?"

Shen Jingluo was stunned, "What?"

"coat."

Xie Sheng looked a little unnatural, "Can you lend it to me?"

"Ah." Shen Jingluo handed over the sun protection shirt and said casually, "Aren't you hot?"

Xie Sheng lied without changing his face, "I'm cold."

The driver who just turned down the temperature: "?"

Xie Sheng buried his face in his jacket, and secretly took a deep breath like a pervert.

It's all about adapting, he consoled himself again.

The traffic jam in the evening is the worst.The driver was yawning boredly, and Xiao Koukou's stand-up comedy was playing on the radio.

Shen Jingluo tugged on the neckline of his T-shirt, why is it getting hotter and hotter.

In order to distract his attention, he had nothing to say, "How old is your brother?"

Xie Sheng said, "11 years old."

"As old as my younger brother!" Shen Jingluo seemed to have found the organization, "A brat at this age is the most difficult to manage, sometimes I wish I could beat him eight times a day."

Xie Sheng thought of the one in his own house, and nodded in agreement.

At this time, the driver slammed on the brakes, Xie Sheng tilted his body, and the phone slipped out.

The two lowered their heads to pick it up almost at the same time, Shen Jingluo took a step slower, the tip of his nose almost touched the back of Xie Sheng's head.

Shen Jingluo's gaze slowly moved down, following Xie Sheng's soft hair and slender neck, and landed on the slight bump.

His throat felt dry for a while, Shen Jingluo quickly turned away.

The master driver was sticking his head out of the window to "friendly" communicate with the overtaking driver just now. The horn and beep sounded one after another, but Shen Jingluo couldn't hear anything.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

Not right.

Just now, he actually wanted to bite the back of an alpha's neck.

... something is wrong with him!