ordered to wear books

Lou Jingxing has always been a practical school with both actions and ideas. On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony when he turned [-], he dared to fly away overnight by plane, and he fled for more than four years.

As long as he is sure of his desire, he can fully implement it, and of course he can separate his concern for Yi Chuan's predecessor from himself.

In the final analysis, even if "EX" really exists, it is just a symbol that can be erased at any time in the past.

In the square on the side street, there were advertisements on the screen, one after another, Lou Jingxing stared at them boredly until a familiar face appeared.

Squinting his eyes, he recognized that it was the young actor he had met at Yu's house, and also Yu Yichuan's new friend, Ms. Feng who often chatted online.

"Tsk."

The grass to play with was kneaded into balls, and Lou Jingxing rubbed his fingers to rub off the green grass juice.

Lu Xingyi, who was running errands, also came back, "Take the fried chicken you want."

Lou Jingxing didn't answer, and asked instead, "Sweet and spicy?"

Lu Xingyi thinks that his memory is not bad enough to make a wrong order, "'Sweet and spicy, more sauce, no wing root, add a sweet and spicy sweet potato', right?"

"Wrong." Lou Jingxing put his hand in his pocket and reminded: "I need to add another cheese rice cake."

Maintaining the posture of handing over the fried chicken, Lu Xingyi's expression turned ugly, "You won't let me go to the fried chicken shop to order another rice cake, right? The fried chicken shop has already queued up, and I have waited for nearly two More than ten minutes."

10 minutes is not too long, and most Internet celebrity shops line up for more than this time.

But who is Lu Xingyi, one of the famous princes in the capital, the queue for 5 minutes is too long.

Lou Jingxing took it, "Next time I will prepare a notebook for you."

next time?no next time!

Lu Xingyi wanted to break up the relationship, but he shook his legs, but still couldn't hold back the words in his heart: "Lou Jingxing, I understand that you have never regarded me as a brother after all these years."

The meaning of these words is serious, Lou Jingxing raised his eyebrows to look at him.

Lu Xingyi counted on his fingers, "Look at how you treated Yichuan. In order to apologize, bring him his favorite fried chicken. If you want to put it on me, you will only transfer the fried chicken money to me for myself Just buy it and it's over."

"You're thinking wrong." Lou Jingxing stood up and said, "How could I remember to transfer the money to you?"

Lu Xingyi: "...Damn!"

He didn't feel anything without the comparison, but with the comparison, he knew that Lou Jingxing was a plastic buddy to him.

"You might as well open a fried chicken chain store in front of your house. If Yu Yichuan wants to eat, he can ask the clerk to deliver it directly upstairs."

Lu Xingyi came up with a bad idea, and Lou Jingxing thought it would work, "Well, let's arrange it."

Lu Xingyi was dumbfounded, "Are you serious?!"

Lou Jingxing proved that he was serious with his actions, and Fang Huai had one more thing to be responsible for at work tomorrow.

Lu Xingyi looked at Lou Jingxing as if he was looking at a stranger. Everyone had a lot of private assets, some opened bars, some opened restaurants, but none opened fried chicken restaurants.

It's not that the fried chicken shop is not good, he also likes it, but in their identities, opening a fried chicken shop is really a bit of a loss.

However, compared to Lou Jingxing's confrontation with Shengyang by Xiang Xu Group, opening a fried chicken restaurant for Yu Yichuan seems not so unacceptable.

For the sake of surprise, Lou Jingxing didn't tell Yu Yichuan that he would come to pick him up from get off work.

After thinking about it, the two decided to go to a friend's shop, which meant that Yichuan would call it a day.

"Hey!" Lu Xingyi tugged at him like a chicken blood, "Do you think that person is Yu Yichuan?"

Lou Jingxing was sitting next to the glass window, and he squinted his eyes when he heard the words.

With just one glance, he knew it was him.

But beside Yu Yichuan, there was another person, and that was a woman.

"I thought it was Zhao Huitong." Lu Xingyi pawed at the glass and couldn't recognize who it was for a long time, but this didn't prevent him from gloating.

"It seems that Yu Yichuan doesn't need your fried chicken right now, so let's settle it here."

As he spoke, he touched the fried chicken.

"You dare to try." When Lou Jingxing said this, he kept staring at the French dessert shop across the road.

Through the glass door, you can see Yu Yichuan and Feng Yuran chatting and laughing while choosing dessert.

I laughed so stupidly.

Yu Yichuan said that he regarded Feng Yuran as his younger sister, and Lou Jingxing knew that people in the circle liked to recognize younger siblings who were not related by blood, and most of them "recognized" them in bed.

He knew that Yu Yichuan didn't have that kind of nasty thoughts, but he couldn't stop others from having them.How long have they known each other before they can come out alone? It's still at this point in time.

Lu Xingyi was taken aback by Lou Jingxing's current expression, and stared at him dubiously, like a man who noticed the color change on his head.

Wait a minute!Lu Xingyi swallowed.

... Shouldn't it?

Lou Jingxing sent a message to Yu Yichuan, but he didn't know if he didn't see it, and he didn't reply for a long time.

It means that there is movement in Yichuan, and Lou Jingxing regrets sending him a message.

[I'm having a dinner party now, let Yu Dingxi take me back after it's over]

--lie.

[a lot of people]

--lie.

[Hotpot Photo.jpg]

—still a lie.

In just a few lines of dialogue, Lou Jingxing watched silently for a long time, and suddenly he didn't know which of Yu Yichuan's words were true.

Guns, gun certificates, and non-existent door opening records, are these all related to Feng Yuran?

The chest is tight, and the abdomen is faintly uncomfortable.

To him, Yu Yichuan is like receiving a nesting doll gift from his parents when he was ten years old. It is small and exquisite, and the outermost layer is uncovered, but he does not know how many layers are inside.

Don't think about it if you don't understand it, Lou Jingxing doesn't care about Yu Yichuan's lies, and can even help him lie.

But relatively, he also has the right to choose whether to accept the lie.

—

The box for four people was fully occupied this time.

Lu Xingyi looked at the person who lowered his head and concentrated on making desserts with great interest, and felt that it was really worth it to get out of his new girlfriend's soft bed at night.

"Lu Xingyi." Lou Jingxing called his name suddenly, "You forgot something in the store opposite."

"What, I don't have..." Halfway through the speech, Lu Xingyi later realized why Lou Jingxing asked the waiter to keep the fried chicken.

He slapped his forehead, "Look at my memory, hey beauty, come with me?"

The play Lou Jingxing and Lu Xingyi sang is called "Reasonable Expenses Created the Scene of Two People's Execution".

Can't go!

Please!Chebai!Oh Nega vaguely Mas! (English/Korean/Japanese)

Yu Yichuan expressed his prayers with strong eyes.

Feng Yuran is a fan of Whale CP. He is happy to see the two develop, but he is not sure whether this lonely and helpless fish will be swallowed by the whale once she leaves.

Considering that Yu Yichuan was still a young fry, Feng Yuran struggled a bit, "It's just something, don't need someone to accompany you."

Lu Xingyi nodded, "I want it!"

Feng Yuran frowned.

Lou Jingxing took a sip of beer, "It's getting dark, he dare not walk alone at night."

Lu Xingyi: "..."

Feng Yuran: "..."

Mr. Lou was too angry to make up a reasonable excuse.

Terrified, he gave Yu Yichuan a self-seeking look, and Feng Yuran followed Lu Xingyi and left.

To suffocate!

Yu Yichuan was up and down, and the delicate desserts on the plate were no longer in shape.

The people around him suddenly moved, and Yu Yichuan flicked his butt, only to find that Lou Jingxing just stood up and walked to the door.

It's him overreacting, no big deal...

"Click."

Yu Yichuan: "..."

Why lock it?Why are you locked up!Chamber murder? !

Then you have to plug the round window hole too.

"It's the first time I know that there are Sichuan hot pots with French desserts in the world. Yu Yichuan, you really let me know."

Obviously, Lou Jingxing pointed out that Yu Yichuan lied to him that he was eating hot pot.

"Actually, it's like this. We plan to eat a small hot pot after the pre-dinner dessert."

Yu Yichuan learned the lesson from last time, that interrogative sentences are useless when lying.

Lou Jingxing let out a slight snort, as if he was laughing. He turned his back to Yu Yichuan, raised his head slightly, and lazily said: "Oh, I thought you didn't want me to find out that you were dating secretly at night, I think too much?"

He asked casually, and didn't turn around after locking the door.

Yu Yichuan leaned on the sofa, facing his tall and straight back. Under the black shirt was a solid back muscle. There were two buttons left, and the sexy line under the collarbone could be vaguely seen until it disappeared into the neckline.

Just based on intuition, this is another scene that can be painted in his mind.

Wait, when did Lou Jingxing turn around?

Lou Jingxing looked at the person who was huddled in the corner of the sofa, pursed his lips and hooked it, and covered the can of beer with his right hand, and just took a sip. While drinking, his deep eyes never moved away from him for a moment.

Yu Yichuan clenched the fork tightly, as if he could relieve the strange numbness, and he could hear the beating of his heart in his ears.

Oh shit.

It's too perverted.

The man walked slowly, and Yu Yichuan put his eyes on the smashed dessert to hide it.

He's guilty, he doesn't deserve such an exquisite high-end dessert.

I was distracted thinking about some messy things, but my attention was still uncontrollably divided.

The arm holding the beer can passed around his chest, the sound of breathing was approaching, and the people behind him rested their heads on his head through the back of the sofa.

"You lied."

Yes, he lied, he admitted.

Lou Jingxing punctured the balloon of lies with a needle, but Yu Yichuan relaxed half of it, which is the principle of breaking a jar.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the pressure on his head disappeared, replaced by the palm resting on his chin, gently supporting him to raise his head.

The fragile neck has no protection at all, and the weakness that the fighting teacher arranged by the state has been repeatedly warned by is lightly locked under the palm of the man.

Lou Jingxing made him look up at him in an embracing posture, as if he could imprint a seal on his forehead as soon as he lowered his head.

"Admit it? En?"

The final nasal sound tickles the heart.

The current posture of the two has also crossed the boundary, adding something even more unspeakable.

"You'd better let go." Yu Yichuan said.

Thinking what he was going to say, Lou Jingxing looked at him steadily.

Yu Yichuan raised his head and said sincerely: "I don't want to look into your nostrils and talk."

Lou Jingxing: "..."