Brother Xia's favorite

After Song Chen sobered up the next day, he was still somewhat embarrassed.Obviously, he should pay for the treat himself, but in the end Wu Xingye took out his pocket. Song Chen rubbed his still not sober head and thought, Wu Xingye still doesn't know how to bury himself in his heart.

After Song Chen asked Feng Yuanyuan for the price, he rushed to the door of Wu Xingye's bedroom first, and knocked several times.After a while, the door creaked and was pulled open from the inside. Wu Xingye leaned against the door frame with wet hair, folded his arms and squinted at Song Chen.

Song Chen hurriedly handed over the money with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, brother Xingye, please help me advance the money yesterday, have you counted enough to see enough?"

Wu Xingye glanced down at the money in Song Chen's hand, and shook his head indifferently: "Forget it, I paid for yesterday's dinner."

"Oh, how can I do that!" Song Chen didn't want to take advantage of Wu Xingye, although the money was not worth mentioning to Wu Xingye, but Song Chen still insisted on stuffing the money into Wu Xingye's hands , "Brother Xingye, take it quickly, I'm embarrassed enough, I really didn't mean to brother Xingye, next time I won't drink."

Wu Xingye didn't refuse any more, he said lightly, looked into Song Chen's eyes and asked, "Does the headache hurt?"

Song Chen shook his head slightly: "A little bit, brother Xingye, I plan to go back to catch up on sleep. Brother Xingye, you can do your work, I'm going downstairs first, let's have dinner together when we have time. "

After Song Chen finished speaking, he waved his hand at Wu Xingye, turned around and walked slowly towards the stairs. After walking a few steps, Wu Xingye suddenly called out Song Chen.

"Song Chen." Wu Xingye looked at Song Chen with heavy eyes, Song Chen turned his head blankly, and waited for Wu Xingye to finish speaking with widened eyes.Wu Xingye was silent for a while, and asked hesitantly, "You... have nothing to tell me?"

Song Chen was at a loss: "What do I want to tell you? I have nothing to say, brother Xingye? Oh yes, thank you, brother Xingye, I caused you trouble yesterday. I heard from the monitor that it was you who I took it back to the bedroom."

Song Chen laughed as he spoke, his pretty eyes turned into a pair of crescent moons: "Usually I think Brother Xingye is very attractive, but I didn't expect Brother Xingye to be very helpful! I'm not light, right? Sorry for your trouble, brother Xingye. Come to the bookstore where I work some other day and I will buy you some water."

Wu Xingye took a meaningful look at Song Chen, and raised the corners of his mouth to smile meaningfully: "Don't you just want me to see you, that's enough, I get it, next time speak more directly, don't be so secretive of."

After Wu Xingye finished speaking, he returned to the dormitory, and closed the door with a bang, leaving Monk Zhang Er, who was not thinking clearly, thinking hard for a long time in the corridor.Song Chen could understand every word Wu Xingye said, but Song Chen didn't understand what Wu Xingye meant when they connected it together.Song Chen shook his head in a daze, and walked back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep.

In the end, Song Chen, who didn't take Wu Xingye's words seriously, found that Wu Xingye was getting more and more strange.When Song Chen went to work in the bookstore at night, Wu Xingye would really bring Brother Peng Xiaoyang around the bookstore in a big way.Song Chen agreed to invite Wu Xingye to drink water, so he couldn't go back on his word. He made a glass of fruit juice and handed it to Wu Xingye, and then counted Wu Xingye's water money into his salary deduction. Song Chen didn't bother to talk to Peng Xiaoyang and the others.

Wu Xingye was sitting at the small round table by the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking fruit juice and squinting at Song Chen who was busy in the bookstore.Although Peng Xiaoyang and the others didn't understand the situation, but Wu Xingye didn't leave, they didn't dare to move, they found their seats and sat down, staring at a pile of bookshelves in boredom.

Seeing that there were fewer people in the bookstore, Wu Xingye took out a wallet from his pocket and took out a banknote, held it between two fingers and shook it in front of Peng Xiaoyang's eyes: "Go, buy five glasses of water, each of you Have a drink, and bring the rest back to me."

Peng Xiaoyang went happily. Song Chen looked happier than Peng Xiaoyang when he saw the business coming. His big piercing eyes were bent into a slit with a smile, and he fiddled with five cups of drinks quickly, packing them in plastic bags. I handed it to Peng Xiaoyang: "Come and drink water when you have time! I'll put more fruits for you."

Peng Xiaoyang waved his hand at Song Chen: "Don't expect us to buy it, you expect Brother Wu to invite us to drink water a few times."

Song Chen snapped up: "Brother Xingye is willing to invite you to drink this, which means that our drinks are delicious, you know? Otherwise, brother Xingye can buy five cups at once with such a mouth? Peng Xiaoyang, you should be fine. Come here and buy a few more times, and give them to the female students in your class, if you want to get on the road, can't you find a girlfriend?"

Peng Xiaoyang snorted immediately: "Come on, Song Huyou! You haven't settled with you for using Brother Wu as a living sign last time. It's only been a few days, and you want to use the tiger's skin as a banner again? But restrain yourself, Song Chen, Brother Wu is in a mood to argue with you right now, so you have to be a bit more nervous and try to see if you get beaten?"

Song Chen pursed his mouth and remained silent, but Wu Xingye who was listening on the side frowned.

Peng Xiaoyang respectfully put the drink in front of Wu Xingye, and Wu Xingye raised his chin at Peng Xiaoyang: "Take it, one cup for each."

Several people happily took it out and drank it. After a few sips, they suddenly heard Wu Xingye casually ask, "Is it good?"

Peng Xiaoyang smiled and smashed his mouth: "It's okay."

"It's okay?" Wu Xingye lowered his eyes, unconsciously touched the remaining drink on the table with his fingertips, his tone was obviously dissatisfied.

Peng Xiaoyang was taken aback, and quickly straightened his back with a serious face: "Brother Wu, it's delicious!"

Only then did Wu Xingye's expression slowly ease, and a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well, I think it's not bad too, how about it, come and buy me a cup every day from now on, and you all have to If you don’t want to drink it yourself, you can give it to someone else, do you hear me?”

When Wu Xingye spoke, what else could Peng Xiaoyang and the others say, they immediately nodded in response.Peng Xiaoyang looked at the glass of drink with only a few thin pieces of fruit in his hand with a bitter face, and was puzzled. With Wu Xingye's taste, he would be interested in this kind of white water that only tasted like sugar.In the end, before Peng Xiaoyang could figure it out, Wu Xingye continued to throw a bomb.

"By the way, did you all fail last semester?" Wu Xingye raised his eyelids and glanced at Peng Xiaoyang.

Brother Peng Xiaoyang nodded honestly, they are all punks, and they have never failed any of their grades.

"That's it." Wu Xingye pondered for a while, "Then each of you go pick a few books to buy and go back to study, and those with poor grades will follow me and lose me."

Peng Xiaoyang's jaw almost dropped.