just want to tease you

What is a good birthday gift for a man?

wallet?watch?

It seems to be okay, these things are used every day, every time Qin Yan takes out his wallet or lifts his wrist to check the time, he can think of him.

"Ding dong", the WeChat sounded.

Qin Yan: Don't buy gifts!

Luan Xing stomped his feet resentfully, what's the matter with this person, it's fine if you don't tell him his birthday, now even the right to give gifts will be deprived!

Luan Xing: You can't buy it!

This reply can be said to be quite strong, but Qin Yan's next sentence made him like a balloon that was punctured.

Qin Yan: All your money belongs to your father. It's too dishonest to buy gifts with family money.

No matter how unconvinced Luan Xing was, he had to admit that Qin Yan was right.

Not to mention that he is still in school, but not in school, how much money can he earn to buy gifts in just one afternoon?

"Alas..." Luan Xing was lying on the table, listening to the noises in the corridor with nothing to love, feeling gloomy in his heart.

"I told you what kind of secret training you have had, and how your grades have improved by leaps and bounds!" The blows An Bai received these few times are getting worse every time!

The master who taught the disciples to starve to death is a true portrayal of him!It is luck that I can comfort myself the first time, but I can no longer deceive myself the second and third time.

Luan Xing glanced at him feebly, and sighed, "It would be nice if you put all your energy in thinking about things every day on your studies. By the way, sometimes I don't go back to the hotel for a rest at noon, and you don't know how to play games. It's been noon, right?"

An Bai looked away guiltily: "Hey...hehe..."

"Hey you're so big! I'm going to throw away those playthings tomorrow!"

"Don't, combining work and rest is the right way!"

Luan Xing snorted and continued to lie on the table thinking about what to give, Qin Yan seemed to have a telepathic connection with him, and sent another message.

Qin Yan: Study well in class, your improvement in grades is the best gift to me.

This is very nice to say, why does it sound like a father training his son...

Luan Xing wrinkled his nose at the dialogue box, puffed his cheeks and replied angrily.

Luan Xing: Got it, Dad Qin! !

Since he can't give away the things he bought, he can do something that doesn't cost money.

Maybe I can write a poem!

Luan Xing bit his nose and pointed at the draft paper, brewing... brewing... and then realized that he had overestimated his literary attainments, writing an 800-word composition was a laborious effort, let alone poetry with more precautions!

All kinds of plans were vetoed by him, seeing that the afternoon passed by in a flash, and the end of the day was getting closer and closer, Luan Xing didn't even want to eat dinner in a hurry.

He bid farewell to An Bai, and wandered around the campus alone, looking around, hoping to give himself some inspiration.

The students in the first and second grades of high school have already started school, and the campus is full of students.Luan Xing tried his best to avoid the crowd and walked to a place he had never been to before.

"Where is this?" He curiously walked towards the two-storey low room, and after two steps, he heard the sound of a piano, "Music classroom?"

The evening at the end of September was already a bit chilly. Luan Xing was wearing short sleeves and was covered in goosebumps by a gust of wind. He walked over looking for the sound, and a man in a plaid shirt was sitting in front of the piano playing the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano kept lingering in my ears, and the irritability of the afternoon disappeared.Luan Xing had a flash of inspiration, looked past the person playing the piano, saw a guitar hanging on the wall, and made up an idea.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, replaced by the displeased question of the player: "Who are you?"

"My name is Luan Xing, a student in the international class." Luan Xing skillfully flipped in through the window, dexterously danced his fingers on the keys a few times, picked up the piece that was just broken, and then walked to the guitar and asked: "Is this guitar yours?"

"These are left by the former seniors and seniors." The boy's voice was cold and impatient, obviously not welcoming the uninvited guest in front of him, "It can only be used for music."

"There's nothing absolute about it." Luan Xing rubbed his chin, not satisfied with the guitar in front of him, but it was too late to get it home, so he had to make do with it, "I'll use it tonight and bring it over tomorrow. If it is damaged, I will accompany you with a new one."

"No." The boy remained unmoved, sat back on the stool, opened the music score and continued to practice.

Luan Xing also knew that his request might be a bit embarrassing, he squeezed into a stool with the boy, and said in a drawn out voice: "If you are really worried, you can follow me and watch me use it, and I will return it to you when I use it up. Guaranteed." Maybe I have been with Qin Yan for a long time recently, and when I beg others, I unconsciously bring the coquettishness when I talk to Qin Yan, every time I talk to Qin Yan like this, Qin Yan will basically compromise.

However, the next second, the boy said ruthlessly: "Can you stop being so disgusting when you are a man!" After speaking, he patted himself on the shoulder, as if he had been stained with something dirty.

Luan Xing: "???"

nausea? ?

Who?

I? ?

Luan Xing was angry, and he stood up: "Why are you like this? I told you nicely, but you still scolded me!" If today wasn't Qin Yan's birthday... yes, today is Qin Yan's birthday, the irrelevant things have to be put aside.

So, the boy playing the piano watched the angry face in front of him become smaller and pitiful, and said in an even more disgusting voice: "It really only takes a while, so you can use it for me..."

If the other party quarrels with him, he can still refuse indifferently, but now...not agreeing seems to be bullying, and in the end he can only reluctantly say: "Just for a while, and I will follow you."

"No problem! That's the deal!" Luan Xing relaxed after solving the important matter on his mind. He leaned against the table, casually flipped through the music score and asked, "You haven't told me your name yet?" .”

The boy was playing the piano, and after a while he reluctantly said, "Meng Wei."

"Good name!"

Meng Wei was puzzled: "What's the good thing?"

Luan Xingchou said shamelessly, "Just a compliment, why do you take it seriously?"

Meng Wei: "..."

"Leave a cell phone number, I'll come to you after evening study."

Here, after work, Qin Yan and his colleagues went to a private restaurant integrating food and entertainment. A group of people were having a lively meal, but as the birthday star, he was absent-minded.

Luan Xing is not an obedient person.Even if you promise well, you will still do what you want.

Besides, Luan Xing should be interested in him, on his birthday, he must be surprised or frightened.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qin Yan preemptively sent a message to Luan Xing.

Qin Yan: Let me know after class.

This fell right into Luan Xing's arms, and he was worried that Qin Yan would force him to go home!

Luan Xing: No problem ^O^/

A short night of self-study passed quickly, and when the bell rang for the end of get out of class 5 minutes, Luan Xing and Meng Wei agreed on a place.We met each other holding the guitar after class.

"What do you want a guitar for?" Meng Wei asked angrily on the road.

"A man who treats me very well is celebrating his birthday today. He won't let me give him valuables. I can only rely on my talent!" Thinking of Qin Yan's possible expression, Luan Xing couldn't stop laughing. Fortunately, I learned the guitar for a while, and played it a few times at home from time to time.”

Meng Wei said contemptuously: "For a person who is still very good to you, just say that his girlfriend is not good. Look at your disgusting smile."

Luan Xing said angrily: "If you say the word disgusting again, I will call you disgusting Wei from now on!"

"Who will have a future with you! You will return the guitar to me later, and we will return to the bridge and return to the road."

"I wish for it!" If it weren't for the sake of the guitar, Luan Xing would have exploded, and this person's words are too ugly.

The two bickered and quickly rode to Qin Yanfa's location. This is a private restaurant. The three-storey house is located in a small courtyard, quiet and quiet. It's really hard to imagine that there is such a treasured place in the city center.

Luan Xing took the guitar and began to coax him: "Go away, I'll leave after singing to him."

"If you don't tell me, I'm leaving too." Meng Wei snorted, but didn't go far, hiding behind a big tree to peek at Luan Xing's girlfriend curiously.No matter how indifferent on the surface, high school students should have the only point of curiosity and gossip.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the male prostitute's landmine~ It's a waste of money, huh!