Brother Xia's favorite

Xia Yifeng acted very quickly this time, probably due to guilt. It didn't take long for Song Chen to receive two huge packages, which were filled with all kinds of trendy clothes and pants.

Feng Yuanyuan helped Song Chen carry the packages back to the dormitory, stood beside Song Chen and watched Song Chen hang them out one by one.Feng Yuanyuan felt that some clothes were quite eye-catching, so he helped Song Chen eliminate two of them first: "Anyway, I am also your squad leader, you can give me a little bit cheaper, Song Chen!"

Song Chen took out the list that Xia Yifeng stuffed in the package and checked it again. He knew the price of each piece of clothing and each pair of trousers in his mind. I’m sure I can’t make you any money because of your friendship, the cost price plus the freight will do, monitor, this style is much more than that in our place.”

Feng Yuanyuan snorted silently in his heart, coaxing the ghost, Song Gongji, it would be nice if I didn't leave me to the bone.

Song Chen's pile of clothes filled the dormitory to the brim, and Feng Yuanyuan was a little worried: "Can you sell this, Song Chen? The boys in our class can come over and help buy some, but your brother is too hairy." If there are too many, you will lose a lot of money if you can’t sell it.”

"What are you afraid of?" Song Chen casually took out a piece of clothing and compared it on his body, "My brother has a very good eye, and he can definitely sell it. But it's too troublesome to sell one by one dormitory, I have to find some clothes." Personal help."

Feng Yuanyuan was quite confused, Feng Yuanyuan thought that what Song Chen said about asking for help was a few buddies in the same dormitory.As a result, Song Chen shook his head mysteriously, and grinned inscrutablely: "Whoever owes the debt will pay it back, monitor, you wait, I made money and treat our dormitory to eat hot pot!"

Wu Xingye doesn't have many things to do every day, he occasionally takes a group of younger brothers to show off in the classroom, and more often he goes to the Internet cafe to play games.When Wu Xingye put his hands in his trouser pockets and slowly swayed back to the door of the dormitory, Song Chen was already waiting by the door with a bunch of things in his arms and a smile on his face.

Wu Xingye was stunned for a moment, and frowned at Song Chen who had a strangely good attitude for no reason: "What are you doing? Are you dissatisfied that I didn't teach you a lesson last time? Are you dissatisfied? Take the initiative to send it to your door for me to do it?"

Song Chen greeted him with crooked eyebrows, and hugged Wu Xingye's shoulder affectionately, making a familiar look: "Brother Xingye, look at what you said, didn't I just think that the attitude was not good last time?" , Did you come here on purpose to apologize? Brother Xingye, I'm sorry, a generous person like you doesn't know as much as I do, does he?"

Wu Xingye glanced at Song Chen indifferently: "You're smart, that's fine, get out, I don't care about you."

"Hey, goodbye, Brother Xingye!" Song Chen quickly shook his head, and held out what he was holding as if offering a treasure, "It's so dishonest to just put an apology on your mouth, Brother Xingye, look, this is my brother I bought the clothes that were just sent to me from the coast. I have seen them, and they are all new styles. I think they fit Brother Xingye’s temperament. Brother Xingye, you can try them. I can’t wear them anyway. Brother's style."

Wu Xingye was really told by Song Chen to lower his head and take a closer look. The light gray shirt and jeans in Song Chen's hand were passable in terms of style, but the stitches were not aligned and there were a lot of thread ends. Not very reliable.Wu Xingye turned his face away with some disgust, took out the key and prepared to open the door: "I don't want any messy clothes, you take them back, I only wear fixed brands."

Song Chen felt aggrieved at once, and stood pitifully behind Wu Xingye with his clothes in his hands, pursing his mouth.Wu Xingye glanced back subconsciously, Song Chen's pretty face was drooping listlessly, his eyes were downcast and he was staring at the ground sullenly, his long eyelashes fluttered lightly, casting a shadow on his cheeks.

Song Chen's voice was low and pitiful: "Brother Xingye, you still refuse to forgive me."

Wu Xingye choked, silently inserted the key into the lock, and gently opened the door.Wu Xingye strode in, then reached out and knocked on his desk: "Come on, bring it in, why don't you pretend to be pitiful."

Song Chen immediately brought the clothes in happily, and while putting the clothes on Wu Xingye's table, he looked at Wu Xingye's figure and praised vigorously: "Brother Xingye, your figure is like a clothes rack for walking! You put it on It must look good! You must remember to wear it, brother Xingye, don’t dislike it, brother Xingye!”

Song Chen's attitude was too good, Wu Xingye faintly felt that something was wrong, but Wu Xingye felt that no one would dare to play dirty tricks in front of him. After all, Wu Xingye had many followers, both inside and outside the school. There are not a few, Wu Xingye only needs to use his lips, and Song Chen has to shed his skin even if he is not dead.Wu Xingye looked at Song Chen several times inquiringly, then nodded perfunctorily.

Song Chen's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and he walked away happily.

Wu Xingye didn't care about Song Chen's clothes at all, he just threw them in the corner of the closet and ignored them.As a result, Song Chen came over the next day and asked Wu Xingye: "Brother Xingye, why don't you wear the clothes I gave you? Brother Xingye, are you still angry with me? I know I was wrong Xingye Brother, can you forgive me once?"

Wu Xingye was a little irritable: "Who has time to be angry with you, I don't like wearing your clothes, hey, don't get in the way, go aside."

"If you don't wear my clothes, you're still angry with me. Brother Xingye, I'm very sad." Song Chen lowered his head in disappointment, leaning against the wall with a gloomy expression.Wu Xingye suddenly felt a little unbearable. After taking two steps, he couldn't help but backed away. He stood in front of Song Chen and squinted his eyes at Song Chen: "Why are you so annoying? It's fine. I'll wear it tomorrow. Don't worry about it all day long." The torn clothes are dangling in front of my eyes, which is quite an eyesore."

Song Chen's eyes lit up at once, and he stared at Wu Xingye radiantly: "Really, Brother Xingye? Really? That's great, Brother Xingye, you are finally willing to wear the clothes I gave you. Handsome, I don't even know how good-looking it is when I wear it!"

Wu Xingye didn't want to understand why Song Chen was so happy, but looking at Song Chen's bright eyes, Wu Xingye felt a little proud.After all, among Wu Xingye's followers, there is no such outstanding and outstanding fanboy as Song Chen. Song Chen's behavior greatly satisfied Wu Xingye's vanity.

So Wu Xingye honestly put on the clothes Song Chen gave him the next day. Although the rough texture of the clothes made Wu Xingye feel uncomfortable all over, Wu Xingye thought about the look in Song Chen's expectant eyes. Gritting his teeth, he endured it.When Wu Xingye was wandering around the school with a few cronies, Song Chen trotted after him from a distance, and stood in front of Wu Xingye panting, baring his white teeth and relentlessly praising Wu Xingye : "Brother Xingye! You look so good in the clothes you got from me. You are so handsome, Brother Xingye! I'm almost tempted by Brother Xingye!"

Song Chen yelled Wu Xingye one by one brother Xingye in a fluttering manner, but the flustered Wu Xingye didn't notice that the eyes of the younger brothers behind him all changed when they looked at Song Chen.