After Marrying the School Grass

After being baptized by men one after another, Ren Qinglin found that there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Habits are terrible.

The two of them ate a bunch of snacks, and finally Ren Qinglin opened a moon cake and broke it in half, and Jian Ran and Jian Ran were the same. Jian Ran said that the moon cake was too sweet, but still ate his half.

Before leaving, Jian Ran asked Ren Qinglin: "What are you going to do tomorrow."

Ren Qinglin said: "Playing on mobile phones and watching TV in the hotel."

"Do you want to come to my house?"

Ren Qinglin was slightly surprised, "Uncle and Aunt..."

"They are going to Macau to be chic."

"Why didn't the seniors go with them?" Ren Qinglin blinked, "Is it for me?"

Jian Ran answered naturally: "Of course."

Ren Qinglin choked on his chest.

"You are the one I brought, and I have no reason to leave you behind."

Ren Qinglin gave a light cough and silently looked at the senior's profile.

He can be regarded as understanding, what is "invisible sultry, the most deadly".

Jian Ran looked up and drank the last beer, "Tomorrow you will wait for my message, and then wait for me at the hotel entrance." Jian Ran threw the empty can into the trash can two meters away from him, "Go, good night."

Tossing too late the day before, Jian Ran woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. His "forgetting cubs" parents left early, and even the refrigerator was sent to the pet shop for foster care. He was the only one in the family.

Jian Ran sent a WeChat message to Ren Qinglin under the covers, and yawned to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Ren Qinglin was wearing Jian Ran's clothes from the inside out, standing in front of the hotel, playing with her mobile phone while waiting for Jian Ran.

A red Ford Raptor drove from the entrance and attracted the attention of many people. This kind of off-road vehicle is relatively rare in China, and its wheels are twice as large as ordinary cars. It is very popular with some farmers in the United States. Driving this kind of car in the city, apart from pretending to force Ren Qinglin to think of a second reason.

The window of the car opened, and Jian Ran's sleep-deprived face appeared, "Get in the car."

"..." Yes, such an uproarious and ostentatious car really fits Jian Ran's aesthetics.

Ren Qinglin calmly sat in the co-pilot, "Where are we going?"

"Take you to have morning tea."

Ren Qing smirked, "Looking at your posture, I thought we were going to drive into the mountains."

Jian Ran lazily said, "I took a car key and found it was this one when I got to the garage."

Ren Qinglin noticed that the ring on Jian Ran's left hand had been taken off. He pursed his lips and silently put the ring on his hand into his pocket.

Jian Ran chose an old-fashioned tea restaurant. The decoration was a bit shabby, but it was full of seats. The two waited for half an hour before their turn.

The waiter brought the menu, Jian Ran ticked a row on his favorite dim sum, and handed the menu to Ren Qinglin, "Look what you want to eat."

Ren Qinglin added a few more. They looked like they ordered a lot, but the Cantonese-style morning tea was small and exquisite, and the portion size was not much. It would not be enough for a guy like them in his twenties.

Sitting behind them, there were two young girls secretly observing them for a long time. One of them, a girl with European-style makeup, came to Ren Qinglin and smiled generously and heartily: "Beauty, can you compare your WeChat to me?"

Jian Ran was worried that Ren Qinglin could not understand, and was about to translate, when she heard Ren Qinglin say: "I'm already married."

The girl showed a surprised expression, said "Sorry" and returned to her position, whispering with her companion.

Jian Ran was also a little surprised, "Do you speak Cantonese so well?"

Ren Qinglin smiled: "Some daily conversations are still possible."

"Not bad, how long have you been studying now?" Jian Ran said, "but, do you always use marriage to block peach blossoms?"

"This is faster." Ren Qinglin paused and added: "I wouldn't be like this in school."

Jian Ran said indifferently: "You can use it, just don't involve me."

Ren Qinglin bowed his head and sprinkled the sauce on the rice rolls, seemingly inadvertently said: "Why?"

"what?"

Ren Qinglin raised his eyes and stared at Jian Ran's eyes, "Since the senior does not plan to fall in love before the divorce, is it not good to admit to others that our relationship is not good, because I, like the senior, have no plans to associate with others."

Jian Ran frowned, "Ren Qinglin, are you stupid to eat breakfast?"

Ren Qinglin:? ? ?

"Acknowledging our relationship to others is not the same as coming out? We are straight men. Why do we come out if we have nothing to do? After we are divorced, don't we stop falling in love?"

Ren Qinglin wanted to laugh, "... or the senior thinks well."

"You, you are too young." Jian Ran looked unpredictable, "I am too impulsive in situations, and I don't think about the consequences, so I should learn more."

After eating the morning tea, Jian Ran found that Ren Qinglin's expression was a little cold, and she didn't say much. Jian Ran asked him: "Is something unappetizing?"

"No."

Jian Ran tentatively said, "Is that tired?"

"A little bit."

"Okay, I will take you back to the hotel to rest."

Ren Qinglin sighed, seeing Jian Ran stopping the car at the entrance of the hotel, and sighed like admitting defeat, "Can I go to the senior's house?"

Jian Ran puzzled: "Why are you going to my house? Playing'Break Up Kitchen'?"

Ren Qinglin's eyelids twitched, "It can't be beaten."

"It's okay, I also have this game at home."

Ren Qing didn't change his face and said: "Can't fight, I broke my hand when I slept yesterday."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran took Ren Qinglin home. Jian's house is a three-story river view room with European-style decoration, transparent and bright, and you can enjoy the river view from the sofa.

Jian Ran made Ren Qinglin a pot of tea in a decent way, "Yes."

Ren Qinglin asked: "Have you brought other people to the house?"

"That's quite a lot. I have a few haircuts, and often go to each other."

"What about the college? For example, Shen Zixiao and Ji Yuanxi?"

"That's not true."

Ren Qinglin's face looked so dazzling, he took a sip of tea and said, "Let's go to the senior's bedroom and have a look."

Jian Ran's bedroom is the same as most boys', full of personality, there are several star posters on the wall, the bed is messy, and there is a handful of "Frostmourne" beside the bed.

Jian Ran lowered the air-conditioning in the room by one degree, and said, "Sit down, you are welcome."

"I didn't intend to be polite." Ren Qinglin glanced at Jian Ran's bed, or chose to sit down on the sofa, "Looking for a movie to watch?"

"Otherwise?" Jian Ran sneered. "You have broken your hands—what do you want to see?"

Ignoring Jian Ran's desire to speak, Ren Qinglin chose a literary film. The film has a slow tempo and a low soundtrack. Jian Ran fell asleep after three minutes, and fell asleep completely after thirty minutes.

Ren Qinglin turned the TV down and looked at the senior with his head tilted on the sofa.

Jian Ran's tanned skin in Thailand is completely white back, and her face is white and soft, and she can't help but squeeze her. When he fell asleep, the usual publicity was gone, just as cute and cute as he was in front of a strange elder.

Ren Qinglin got up and bent over and hugged Jian Ran horizontally.

Jian Ran frowned slightly, muttered, and fell asleep again.

Ren Qinglin felt the weight of his hands, and the senior was much lighter than he thought. He carefully put the person on the bed, covered the quilt, then stood by the bed, looked down for a while, leaned over and hugged Jian Ran across the quilt.

"On the bed, it's all the smell of seniors." He whispered.