who is your baby

At [-]:[-], Mai Yangchun searched the empty refrigerator several times without giving up, before going to the supermarket procrastinatingly.

After coming out of the small supermarket, he couldn't wait to take a few sips of iced Coke, sighed contentedly, and walked back slowly.

Halfway there, the phone rang suddenly.He thought it was a reminder from his mother who was on a business trip, but it turned out that it was Jiang Xintong who had been lying in the address book and hadn't contacted for half a month.

During the two-month summer vacation, senior high school students will have to make up classes for one and a half months, so the time is extremely tight.It shouldn't be their break time yet. I don't know what's going on with this person. Did he skip class again?

Mai Yangchun picked it up in confusion, clamping the phone with his shoulder, "Hello, Jiang Xintong?"

Jiang Xintong's voice was the same as always, cold and gentle, "Well, have you eaten?"

Jiang Xintong is becoming more and more mother-in-law, and nagging can kill people. If he tells the truth, he might be annoyed to death by this person on the road before he gets home. Mai Yangchun opened his eyes and said nonsense without guilt: "I ate it!" , just finished eating and was about to read a book."

This sentence is not long, but it is wonderful. It immediately stated two important points: read a book after eating, and the living habits can be described as a good example.

Jiang Xintong was silent for a moment, his tone was light: "Are you at home now?"

"Yeah." Mai Yangchun was busy twisting the bottle cap to close the Coke, so he responded perfunctorily a few times.

Jiang Xintong continued to ask without warning: "Want to drink Coke?"

"...What?" Mai Yangchun was confused.

Jiang Xintong didn't bother with this question, and Bafeng threw a sentence over, calmly as if discussing the weather conditions: "I haven't seen you for a month, do you miss me?"

Mai Yangchun almost unscrewed the bottle cap, and was stunned like five thunderbolts, "You, what are you talking about? Damn, what did you make up for in school for a month, a rustic love talk class?"

"Don't want to?" Jiang Xintong chuckled, "You don't want to try?"

As soon as he heard the words "try it", Mai Yangchun shrank his head in the first reaction. He will never forget the consequences of "trying it out". If he doesn't obey this threat, there will be a wave of fresh perverts means.He catered depressedly: "Think about it, okay. Don't skip class just to say such disgusting things to me."

Jiang Xintong's tone was full of joy: "Turn your head."

"what?"

"I tell you to turn around."

Mai Yangchun held the phone steady with his hand, in case he saw something so powerful that it would be smashed to pieces, and he complained while moving speechlessly: "Are you trying to scare me, say 'see if there is a person behind you? White Girls' shit--"

Before he could spit out the complaints, he froze.

There are not many shops across the street, and the lighting is not bright enough. The handsome young man's face is half-hidden, which makes the silhouette particularly deep.Just like the white t-shirt and clean sneakers I saw at the beginning, but without the pretentious guitar on his back, his expression was a little less alienated and indifferent. He was looking over with a slight smile at the moment, and his bony hands shook Shaking the phone, "There is no girl in white, but there is one for the guy."

Before Mai Yangchun could react, Jiang Xintong crossed the road a few steps, hugged him naturally, and said with a low smile, "Why, are you so happy?"

If it weren't for him being a man, the background sound would still be filled with the loud advertisements of big shopping malls saying "clearance of the entire store, jumping off the building for a big sale", and pedestrians on the street would cast strange eyes, and Mai Yangchun would almost suspect that this is a realistic version of the movie. Korean idol drama.

He persuaded himself to calm down, but still pushed the other person's head away from his shoulder in annoyance: "Fuck off! Send your homeroom teacher's phone number, I want to tell the teacher!"

Jiang Xintong stood up and glanced at him up and down, "I've asked for leave, so it's not a violation of school discipline. But you—"

Mai Yangchun was puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"

"Article [-] of the rules for primary and middle school students: be honest and trustworthy, match words with deeds, correct mistakes when you know them, and be responsible." Jiang Xintong helped him carry the transparent plastic bag in his hand, which was full of snacks and several buckets of instant noodles, "Eat After dinner, just about to read, at home - lie to me, huh?"

"...You are so annoying." Mai Yangchun glared at him, "What do you want to do, ask for leave and come out to trouble me?"

Jiang Xintong was noncommittal: "No, I was just looking for you. Now put the things back at your house and go to eat."

Mai Yangchun didn't expect this pervert to be so ungrounded.Middle school students talk about eating, but they just find some noodles at a fly restaurant, or they eat skewers at food stalls, and eat hot pot and fragrant pot if they have money.But Jiang Xintong's thinking is indeed different from ordinary people.

"...Don't you think it's weird for us to sit here?"

The waiter was wearing a neat suit, sitting in the center and playing the piano elegantly. The gentle and beautiful tunes flowed slowly in this high-end western restaurant full of romance. The men and women around were all dressed up and talking softly. It smells like flowers.The walls are all made of transparent glass. Although he dare not look at it, he can clearly see that there are tiny, ants-like crowded traffic and continuous feasting and feasting below.

Mai Yangchun and Jiang Xintong were dressed in casual clothes, like middle school students who just walked into a snack bar when they were hungry after school.

Jiang Xintong selected the items, made sure there were no mistakes, handed the menu to the waiter, and then said calmly: "What's wrong, do you feel uncomfortable? Customers are gods, and there is no reason why we can't be gods if we pay."

Mai Yangchun looked around anxiously, and found that no one around him noticed this, so he sneaked over the rose in the middle of the table, and asked in a low voice and uneasily: "Then did you bring any money? There is only 20 yuan left in the supermarket.”

He didn't look at the menu, because he didn't know much about Western food, and the other party knew his taste well, so he handed over the ordering task to Jiang Xintong with confidence.But from this point of view, 20 yuan should not be enough to buy a glass of water...

Jiang Xintong raised the corners of his lips teasingly, and deliberately looked at him ambiguously: "If you ask me to pay, then you must be prepared to promise yourself."

...Calm down, this is a high-end restaurant, everyone is a person of status, especially you, the most handsome guy here.

Mai Yangchun took a deep breath, picked up the water and drank wildly.

The prices here are astonishingly high, and the quality of service is proportionately high.After a while, the dishes were brought up intermittently. Jiang Xintong naturally filled him with creamy mushroom soup, and cut up the steak while he was drinking the soup, spread sauce on various types of bread, and peeled the seafood without him doing anything. Do it, and eat it the same way.

This is their tacit way of eating. Jiang Xintong can always take care of everything, as long as he is responsible for feeding himself obediently.

At the end of the meal, he suddenly realized something: "Jiang Xintong."

"Huh?" Jiang Xintong didn't raise his eyes, and his attitude was casual, "What kind of posture do you want to use to enter my house?"

Abnormal, disgusting, neuropathy!

Although Mai Yangchun slandered fiercely, but his cannibalism was soft and his hands were short, so he avoided the seriousness and changed the subject: "...you didn't time your meal this time."

"Well, no rush. There are more."

Mai Yangchun thought he hadn't finished talking, and was about to ask, when he saw the waiter pushing the cart over, and put a cake that was so beautiful that it even eclipsed the RMB: "The mango mousse you ordered, please use it slowly."

Jiang Xintong didn't like sweets, so he stared at Mai Yangchun with great interest and ate it up.He really couldn't figure out how this kind of sweet and greasy food could be eaten, but seeing the other party's eyes bent into crescent moons, he actually doubted whether the dessert was delicious.

"Eat a little." Mai Yangchun urged.His stomach was a little full, but there was still more than half of the cake left, and if he didn't eat it, it would be a waste of money, no matter how he thought about it, it was a pity.

Jiang Xintong frowned: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Mai Yangchun looked at the cake tangled up, finally gritted his teeth and continued stuffing it into his mouth, "Well, it's shameful to waste it."

Really looking down on his self-abuse behavior, Jiang Xintong endured the discomfort, snatched the fork from the opponent's hand neatly, and took a bite——

The taste of sugar exploded on his taste buds, and just as he was about to gulp down a jujube, he heard Mai Yangchun muffled, "Are you a pervert? You obviously have a fork!"

The tip of the tongue is pressed against the canine teeth, and the sweetness melts softly in the mouth, bursting out layers of progressive aroma. The hardest part of the human body is obviously the teeth, but they are so sweet that they are a little sour.

——It doesn't seem to be very difficult to eat.

When paying the bill, Mai Yangchun counted four digits, and Jiang Xintong swiped the card without blinking his eyes.He pursed his lips, sullenly, and didn't even realize that Jiang Xintong was leading him down the elevator.

Jiang Xintong glanced at him, "Distressed?"

Mai Yangchun nodded wearily, and added in a low voice, "I don't even have that much New Year's money."

"Do you care about money or me?"

Jiang Xintong clasped his ten fingers threateningly, his neatly manicured nails scratched the back of his hand slightly, and Mai Yangchun shrank his hand in itching, "I won't go out to eat with you in the future."

Jiang Xintong didn't bother to deal with his trivial thoughts that he would never realize, so he directly dragged him into a taxi.

"Where are you going?" Mai Yangchun opened the window, afraid that the other party would take him to some magical place again.

Jiang Xintong flicked his phone, as if he was texting someone, "Amusement Park."

Mai Yangchun seldom went to the amusement park, mainly because his mother was busy with work and didn't have time to take him. The only few times he came since he was a child was with Bai Xue's family.It's strange to hear Jiang Xintong say that, but anticipation and joy always have to be overwhelmed.

"Which amusement park is it?"

He leaned over with great interest and wanted to ask more questions, but Jiang Xintong reacted abnormally, quickly locked the screen, and did not forget to respond calmly: "If it's you, of course I will go to the best amusement park."

This tone, this attitude——

Mai Yangchun really wanted to ask him when he would go to Metersbonwe together and contract all the new styles of the store for him.But after thinking about it, this pervert whose EQ has been absorbed by IQ to the point that there is no scum left may really swipe his card without hesitation while mocking "You only have this level of vision", but he still swallowed the words in his stomach.

——Soil, very soil, super soil, the soil that can see all the mountains and small ones.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, I kept it from you for a long time, but in fact this is a story of pure love on campus.