After Marrying the School Grass

Suddenly there was no movement behind the curtain, Ji Yuanxi asked in confusion: "Ran Ran? Hello?"

"..."

"Of course you can just scream if you are okay, or I will go up!"

Jian Ran struggled to sit up and asked weakly, "Old Ji."

"Ok?"

Jian Ran felt like she was suffocating, "Did you bring back the remaining oxygen cylinders from Daocheng last time? Give me a few breaths."

"I threw that thing a long time ago. Are you taking oxygen? What happened?"

"...It's okay, go on your knees."

Jian Ran looked at the scarf in her hand with a gray face, just wanting to be an ostrich and bury her head in the pit.

Thirty minutes have passed since he and Ren Qinglin were separately downstairs, and Ren Qinglin said that he would look at his gifts as soon as he went back. The picture feels irritating to him just by imagining it.

Ren Qinglin opened the exquisite gift box and saw a million-dollar watch and... a pair of long trousers.

A pair of black long trousers worn by people.

Grass, would Ren Qinglin still think that the long trousers were knitted by him? !

Ha ha.

Ha ha ha ha.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Jian Ran stared at the ceiling dullly, thinking about the possibility of hanging herself with this scarf.

However, if Ren Qinglin has seen the gift, why didn't he even send a WeChat message? This is not his style. With Ren Qinglin's virtues, it should be right to say something like "Does the senior give me long pants to suggest that I take it off?" It's been half an hour, and he hasn't reacted at all. Does it mean that he hasn't seen that long trousers...

Jian Ran faintly saw a glimmer of hope. He didn't dare to find Ren Qinglin directly, but sent a WeChat message to Fang Huifeng.

Jian Ranran: Xiaofeng, where are you?

Huang Feihong: In the bedroom, is there anything wrong with Brother Jian?

Jian Ranranran: [Pictures dedicated to important events]

Jian Ranranran: Ren Qinglin is next to you now?

Huang Feihong: No, he is in the bedroom next door.

Oh? !

Jian Ran sat upright, her hands shaking while typing.

Jian Ranranran: When did you go?

Huang Feihong: As soon as Brother Ren came back, he was called by the monitor. 【Hands scratching head.jpg】

Ah ah ah ah ah! God didn't abandon him ah ah ah ah!

At this moment, in Jian Ran's mind, the Q version of himself was beating the gongs, drums and firecrackers to celebrate.

He is resurrected, and he can be a man again!

He is the luckiest big baby in the world!

Jian Ran pressed the voice button and said: "Xiao Feng, do me a favor! Ren Qinglin will go back later, you must do everything possible to hold him, don’t let him open the gift! Don’t hold it! I’ll go now Your bedroom!"

Jian Ran casually wrapped the scarf around her neck, got out of bed quickly, put on her slippers, and rushed out.

Ji Yuanxi shouted from behind: "Of course, where are you going, the lights will be turned off soon!"

Jian Ran rushed down to the fifth floor, ran to the opposite bedroom, and climbed the fifth floor in one breath. When he was a child, he used his mother's dozen lipsticks to paint and was chased and beaten so quickly. The two aunts who were about to close the door of the dormitory only saw an after-shadow passing by, their two faces staring at each other dumbly.

"The boy just now belongs to our building?"

"I didn't see my face clearly, but it's so late, and I am wearing pajamas and slippers. It should be our building."

"Yes. Yeah, it's eleven o'clock, and the door is closed."

"Today, my old lady must have a good night's sleep. I won't open the door for anyone who comes back late. It's useless to shout to break my throat!"

"Come on, you say that every time, the brats beg you, won't you get up with cursing..."

Ren Qinglin came out of the bedroom next door and just received a **** call. Ren's mother wished him a happy birthday on the phone and said that he had prepared a birthday present for him so that he could go home sometime.

Ren Qinglin absently agreed that he was looking forward to the gift his parents prepared, but the gift he most looked forward to was still in the dormitory, waiting for him to take it apart.

There was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, Ren Qinglin glanced at the stairs, and saw a red "unidentified object" emerging from the stairs, coming quickly in his direction.

When the unknown object got closer, Ren Qinglin could see his true face.

"Senior?"

Jian Ran ran too fast, didn't stop, and ran into Ren Qinglin. Ren Qinglin was knocked back by Jian Ran for half a step, and still did not forget to hold his shoulders to help him stabilize his figure.

Jian Ran panted, "Ren, Ren Qinglin?"

"Well, it's me." Ren Qinglin's face was a little confused, "It's so late, did the senior come to me?"

"Yes," Jian Ran hugged his younger brother's waist regardless, "You first, don't go back first...Let me go slowly first..."

Ren Qinglin was slightly startled as he felt the touch and heat on his waist.

Jian Ran was wearing a red Spiderman coral velvet pajamas, which was soft and squishy, ​​very comfortable to hold. He seems to have just finished taking a shower, and there is still a faint smell of shower gel on his body; his cheeks were flushed with a cold, probably because he just ran too hard, and after several layers of clothes, Ren Qinglin could feel him beating quickly heart.

The lights in the dormitory building have just been turned off, and every dormitory is dark, only the lights in the corridor are still on.

Ren Qinglin let Jian Ran hold him quietly, and the two stood at the door of the dormitory, being watched by boys passing by.

Fang Huifeng poked his head out, "Brother Ren, just now your senior sent me a WeChat message and said..."

Ren Qinglin raised his eyes and glanced at his roommate. The latter looked at the two people embracing each other, with his mouth wide open into an O shape, and then decisively retracted his head.

Feeling the frequency of the heartbeat return to a normal level, Jian Ran slowly released her hand.

Ren Qinglin said: "Senior can talk now?"

"Well," Jian Ran looked up at him, not much nonsense, "I'm here to get a gift."

"gift?"

Jian Ran brazenly said: "I took the wrong thing. What I gave you today is not what I want to give you."

Ren Qinglin raised her eyebrows, "I came to the dormitory to look for me at night when I grew up, just because of this?"

"Well," Jian Ran's face heats up again, "You can give me things back."

Ren Qinglin nodded, as if he wasn't upset, "Okay, seniors come first."

In the bedroom, only Fang Huifeng's desk was lit with a light. Seeing the two coming in, Fang Hui said, "Are you finished?"

Ren Qinglin said: "You haven't bathed yet?"

"No, I will wait for Brother Jane to leave."

"Then you can go now."

Fang Huifeng was stunned, grabbed the towel and walked to the bathroom, "Then I'll go, you talk slowly."

Jian Ran asked: "Where are your other two roommates?"

"I went to the Internet cafe all night." Ren Qinglin picked up the gift bag on the chair, "Senior wants this?"

Some gift boxes look exquisite and luxurious, but they actually contain men's long trousers.

Jian Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hand, "Yes."

Ren Qinglin suddenly increased her strength in her hand, and Jian Ran couldn't hold the gift bag for a while. The two of them held one end of the paper bag, and no one showed any sign of letting go.

Jian Ranxin suddenly jumped to her throat, "What are you doing."

"This is not my gift, what about my gift?" Ren Qinglin asked, "Did the senior bring it?"

Jian Ran: "...Hmm."

The rushing sound of water came from the bathroom, making him a little uneasy.

Ren Qinglin looked down at him and smiled, "Senior's Spider-Man pajamas don't have pockets. Could it be..." He licked the corner of his mouth and whispered: "Senior is going to give himself to me?"

"..."

Talk as you talk, sultry when you are sultry, why do you stay so close?

Jian Ran thought so, but did not move.

"You are really imaginative," Jian Ran said in the usual contemptuous tone when confronted with flirting, "you can write a book."

Under Ren Qinglin's gaze, Jian Ran untied the scarf on her neck, stood on tiptoe slightly, and put it on Ren Qinglin.

"This is for you." Jian Ran whispered, "Yes... I woven it myself."

Ren Qinglin opened his eyes wide.

Jian Ran lowered her head, not daring to look at Ren Qinglin's expression, "Because the time is a bit too late, the weaving may be rough and it can't compare with the one we bought. But..." Jian Ran felt that the more she talked, the more twisted, and Like a little girl who confesses to someone you like, it's not easy at all. He scratched his hair and said irritably, "I'm knitting anyway, do you like it or not."

Ren Qinglin held a corner of the scarf and felt it in his palm, "It's really rough."

"..."

Jian Ran furiously came up.

Fucking Ren Qinglin, the scarf that my father knit for you after a few nights, you actually have the face to say rough?

"But, I like rough ones."

Jian Ran's anger swept to the ground and extinguished.

Ren Qinglin rubbed his hair and pressed down the dull hair he had just grabbed. "Thank you, senior, I'm very happy."

"..."

"This is the best gift I have received so far."

Jian Ran raised her head and met the school brother's eyes.

The eyes of the schoolboy are very dark and bright, reflecting his face in the not very bright light.

Jian Ran's heart trembled suddenly.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere began to be ambiguous. Jian Ran felt that she should say something, but couldn't say anything.

Isn't Ren Qinglin very good at talking, how can he be dumb with him now? !

Talk quickly, what's not embarrassing or embarrassing...

In the end, it was Fang Huifeng in the bathroom who broke the silence. "Brother Ren, Brother Jian, have you finished talking? I forgot to bring my clothes, can you help me."

Jian Ran woke up like a dream, grabbed the gift bag with long trousers from Ren Qinglin's hand, and said loudly: "No help, you can come out naked/run out."

Fang Huifeng was almost crying, "Don't, Brother Jian, I don't have much to look at in figure."

Ren Qinglin took a set of clothes from Fang Huifeng's closet and threw it into the bathroom.

With Fang Huifeng in, the atmosphere in the bedroom returned to a normal level. Jian Ran held the gift bag firmly and said, "Then I will go back."

Fang Huifeng: "It's already eleven o'clock. Auntie will definitely not let you out."

"I'm not in this building. Tell auntie that it should be okay."

Fang Huifeng shrugged, "Then you have to be prepared to be scolded."

Jian Ran hesitated: "This is not a girls' dormitory. It's not that serious."

"Who knows, the aunts are terribly fierce."

Ren Qinglin thought for a while and said, "Senior, let's live here tonight."

"Yes," Fang Huifeng said, "Anyway, those two are going to spend the night, and there are two empty beds."

Jian Ran didn't even think about it and said, "I'm not used to sleeping in someone else's bed."

Ren Qinglin: "Then sleep in my bed."

Jian Ran raised his head and glanced at Ren Qing clinical. Well, he can accept this.

"Then where do you sleep?" When taking the wedding photos, Ren Qinglin was not happy to wear the clothes that others wore, let alone sleep in other people's beds.

Ren Qinglin opened the notebook on the desk and said, "I have a document that I am eager to read. It may be overnight tonight."

Jian Ran sneered: "I believe you a ghost."