After Marrying the School Grass

The two got closer, and Jian Ran again smelled the faint smell of laundry detergent on Ren Qinglin's body.

It smells good, but it doesn't extinguish the raging anger in Jian Ran's heart!

"Why..." Jian Ran gritted his teeth, "I **** want to blow your dog's head right now!"

Ren Qinglin lowered his head and voluntarily sent his head to Jian Ran, "Senior gentleman, I'm afraid of pain."

Oh, it's all right now, he can smell the scent of re-elected Qinglin shampoo.

Jian Ran remained motionless, "You know what's wrong?"

"Well, I was wrong."

"Then what's wrong with you?"

After Jian Ran asked, she felt that something was wrong. Isn't his words the standard sentence when a girl asks her boyfriend to admit mistakes?

Ren Qinglin held back a smile and carried out self-examination with a serious expression: "I should make it clear to the senior that today is dinner; the senior should be comfortable and sleep in, instead of abducting the senior early in the morning. Come home."

"Also," Jian Ran added angrily, "You shouldn't let me wear a ring so early!"

After speaking, Jian Ran was taken aback again.

Damn, he was circumvented by Ren Qinglin again!

Toxic, toxic, toxic!

"Senior, hit me, I won't fight back."

Jian Ran pushed Ren Qinglin's head aside, and said disgustedly: "Go away, don't touch me."

Ren Qinglin asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Now is the time to discuss what to eat? !

Jian Ran said coldly: "I just starved to death, Jian Ran, if I jump from here, I won't eat anything from you!"

Ren Qinglin: "...Puff."

? ? ?

Is Ren Qinglin still smiling? ? ?

Jian Ran: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

Feeling that Jian Ran was really angry, Ren Qinglin constricted a smile and put on the heavy expression he should have in front of a friend's bed. "Senior, don't go back, my home is quite far from school, and there is still a traffic jam on the road now."

"I take the subway."

Ren Qinglin made persistent efforts, "There are too many people on the subway, and the line takes half an hour."

Jian Ran sneered: "I don't mind."

"It's not long before dinner time. The seniors will come back again when they go back. How troublesome."

This makes sense, he still has to eat with his family for dinner, it would be too tiring to run back and forth.

But all this is not the pot of Ren Qinglin!

"If the seniors feel that time is too difficult, we can watch movies or play games, and the afternoon will pass quickly."

Jian Ran's expression loosened, and she said coldly, "No next time."

Ren Qinglin smiled, "Okay."

"That's a takeaway." Jian Ran paused, then added: "You call, I will transfer the money to you."

"Yes, how about hot pot?"

The takeaway is Haidilao. Although you can't enjoy the service of Haidilao, the taste is not much different from that in the store, and the price is very moving. Two people ate 500, and the delivery fee is only 50.

After eating hot pot, the room smelled of hot pot. Ren Qinglin cleaned up the dining table. Jian Ran opened the doors and windows to ventilate. Standing on the balcony, he could still see a corner of the Forbidden City.

"Where is your nanny?" Jian Ran asked.

Ren Qinglin packed up all the garbage and said, "I'm back for the holidays. We'll be eating out tonight." Seeing that Jian Ran was going to be mad again, Ren Qinglin quickly added: "It's nearby, I'll drive for ten minutes."

Jian Ran: "...I don't understand what you want to do to get me to your house."

Ren Qinglin showed a harmless smile on the face of humans and animals, "I just want the seniors to recognize the door, nothing else."

"Speaking as if I would come often."

Jian Ran probably visited, Ren's house is not too big, new Chinese-style decoration, four bedrooms and two halls plus a nanny room and cloakroom, the area is only one-half of Jian's house. But Jian Ran also knows that there is a certain gap between Guangzhou's housing prices and Beijing's.

"Would you like to come into my room and have a look?" Ren Qinglin asked.

Jian Ran has nothing to do with it: "Let's do it."

The style of Ren Qinglin's room is quite different from that of the whole house. It is mainly gray and white, simple and indifferent, the sheets are all gray, and there is a sandbag hanging from the ceiling. Jian Ran imagined the sandbag as Ren Qinglin, and passed it with a punch, instantly feeling much better.

There is another storage room in the bedroom. Jian Ran was about to push the door, and Ren Qinglin suddenly held his wrist, "Senior, what would you like to drink?"

Jian Ran was taken aback, "Coke."

"Would you like ice?"

"want."

Ren Qinglin turned around to get him a Coke, and Jian Ran also walked away from the door of the storage room.

Many boys their age have hobbies of collecting. Jian Ran's storage rooms are all around Marvel and Japanese anime. I don't know what Ren Qinglin will collect, and I don't want to let myself see it. Is it something shameful?

Ren Qinglin returned with two glasses of iced Coke and found that Jian Ran's eyes were very subtle, and smiled slightly, "What's the matter?"

Forget it, don't ask, in case of real female/excellent photo albums and the like, both of them are embarrassed.

Jian Ran took the Coke, took a big sip, and let out a sigh of satisfaction, "Cool!"

"What game do you want to play?"

Jian Ran asked, "What games do you have?"

"There are common games on PS4, Xbox, and switch. The games are on the bookshelf. If you want to play on the PC," Ren Qinglin pointed to the computer next to the desk, "It's okay."

Jian Ran glanced at Ren Qinglin's game, and it was about as many as his. Ren Qinglin doesn't seem to be an otaku at all, and I didn't expect that he is also a game fan.

Jian Ran picked up a few games and found that the packaging on them had not been opened. She couldn't help but wondered: "Did you buy them and don't play them?"

Ren Qinglin leaned on the desk and looked at him, "There is no time. Seniors pick one to play, I'll take a bath."

Jian Ran was puzzled, "What kind of bath in the daytime without sweating."

"It smells like hot pot, it's not very comfortable."

Jian Ran heard the words, lowered his head and sniffed his own clothes, it really smelled like Haidilao, and his white collar was stained with oil.

Obviously, he couldn't meet Ren Qinglin's parents like this.

So why did Ren Qinglin want to order Haidilao's takeout, but he still agreed? !

"I... I'll go take a bath, too."

"Yes," Ren Qinglin said naturally, "Would you like to take off your clothes by the way, I'll help you wash them and dry them, and it will be fine in two hours."

Jian Ran: "Then what do I wear for these two hours?"

Ren Qinglin: "Senior, if you don't mind, you can wear my clothes."

Jian Ran agreed without thinking. It's normal for boys to wear clothes to each other. He often did this when he lived in Shen Zixiao's house.

Ren Qinglin opened the closet, "What do seniors want to wear?"

"It's simple and comfortable."

"Well, do you want underwear?"

"...Go away!"

Ten minutes later, Jian Ran walked out of the bathroom in the room. Ren Qinglin's white T-shirt was worn as a short skirt by him. Fortunately, he was still wearing pants, otherwise he really couldn't see people.

Jian Ran once again realized the difference in height between him and Ren Qinglin, and couldn't help asking: "Ren Qinglin, how tall are you?"

Ren Qinglin glanced at the boy's collarbone stained with water droplets, "1.8 meters."

Jian Ran: "Naked tall?"

"Ok."

"..." No more, no less, exactly ten centimeters.

Regional differences, regional differences!

Ren Qinglin also just finished taking a shower in the main bathroom, and the two of them smelled of the same shower gel. "I'll get you a hair dryer."

"No," Jian Ran tossed her hair, "just wait for it to dry naturally."

"It's not summer now, so I will catch a cold." Ren Qinglin coaxed Jian Ran, "Senior, go and blow it. It's only five minutes."

Jian Ran took the hair dryer and muttered: "Why are you as verbose as my mother."

The dinner was set at six o'clock in the evening, and there were still a few hours to pass, and Jian Ran chose the game. To be more casual, not too hardcore, it is best to play with two people.

"Yes!" Jian Ran pulled out a game box, "It's you!"

Ren Qinglin looked at the cover of the game box, "OverCooked?"

"Yes, but everyone calls it'break up the kitchen'."

When Ren Qing bought the game, he bought too much at once, and he didn't take a close look at most of it. It was the first time he had heard of this game. "Why is it called "Break Up Kitchen"?"

Jian Ran couldn't believe it, "You don't know? Are you not a game fan?"

"...Not very fascinating either."

"Then why do you buy so many games."

Ren Qinglin was speechless for a while, and didn't know what reason to find a prevarication. Fortunately, Jian Ran did not ask.

"Because many couples will break up after playing this game, it is also called'break up kitchen'. I played with Shen Zixiao for an afternoon during summer vacation, and he almost choked me to death, and I almost suffocated him with a pillow..." Jane Then he inserted the game card into the switch and handed Ren Qinglin a handle, "Come on, let's try."

Ren Qinglin smiled and said: "After playing, if the senior wants to divorce me, the game will have to be renamed to "Divorce Kitchen"."

After only playing three games, Ren Qinglin deeply understood why couples have to break up when playing this game.

The format of the game is very simple. Two people operate two chefs separately, cook food according to the order, and then give the food to the guests to enjoy. Cooking food requires a series of operations such as cutting, stewing, boiling, and roasting. Each step must be performed in order. After the guests have finished eating, they must also recycle the dishes and wash the dishes.

Fortunately at the beginning, they were able to complete the order cooperatively, and once more customers got up, they started to mess around.

Jian Ran: "I want a carrot, have you cut it?!"

Ren Qinglin: "I'm still cooking noodles."

Jian Ran: "You go and cut the radish first, there will be no time!"

Ren Qinglin: "Senior, where's the plate? We have no plates."

Jian Ran: "Fuck! I forgot to wash it, I'm going to wash it now!"

Ren Qinglin: "But your cake is going to be battered."

Jian Ran: "Nima, I blame you for letting me wash some dishes!"

…

After spending half an hour in a checkpoint, Jian Ran's expression was more solemn than ever, "If this is not going to work, we must work together in a division of labor. Ren Qinglin, you are responsible for cutting vegetables, serving vegetables, washing dishes, leave the rest to me, understand?"

Ren Qinglin nodded earnestly, "Understood."

Facts proved that this trick didn't work, and Jian Ran couldn't help but ask Ren Qinglin to help him. Ren Qinglin put aside the things on hand to help him, and there was no time to make other food.

In the end, Ren Qinglin, who had always been good-tempered towards seniors, couldn't bear it, "I'm not responsible for cooking, seniors don't let me do it!"

Jian Ran exploded the hair instantly, "Will you boil it for me, will the root hair fall? I just washed a bowl for you!"

Ren Qinglin took a deep breath.

"Break-up Kitchen" is indeed a well-deserved reputation.

Taking advantage of Jian Ran's full runaway, Ren Qinglin put down the handle, closed his eyes, and said, "Senior, let's rest for a while."

Jian Ran stared at the screen, "No, I won't be able to pass this level without my **** name Jane!"

Ren Qinglin: "..." Why did he agree to play "Break Up Kitchen" with Jian Ran and play Mario together. Wouldn't it be good to watch movies?

The two tried for another half an hour and finally passed the checkpoint. Ren Qinglin took a look at the time and found that it was good, and it was almost time to leave for the hotel.

This afternoon is really a crime. Fortunately, Jian Ran seemed to have forgotten about the ring and never took it off.

This is one of the few gains.

Jian Ran got angry and didn't have a good face to Ren Qinglin. Ren Qinglin was so angry and funny, he didn't have the mood to coax the senior at the moment.

Jian Ran put on the baked clothes, carrying gifts, and went out with Ren Qinglin. Along the way, the two did not speak, until Ren Qinglin parked the car, Jian Ran asked, "Apart from your parents, is there anyone else at night?"

"No," Ren Qinglin said, "just the four of us."

Jian Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

The restaurant booked by Ren Jia is a Cantonese restaurant, and the private rooms are decorated in an antique style and are quite stylish. When they arrived, Ren Qinglin hadn't arrived yet. Ren Qinglin made a phone call and was told that the road was a bit blocked and it would take about ten minutes. Ren's mother asked Ren Qinglin to apologize to Jian Ran on their behalf.

In order to relieve the inner tension, Jian Ran used her mobile phone to scan the Moments, and just like the photo of Ji Yuanxi and his girlfriend, the news of the "Insatiable Group" broke out.

Shen Zixiao: [Picture]

Shen Zixiao: Help! I asked the goddess to watch a movie, and the goddess said that there are no good movies recently, how should I go back!

Ke Yan: Then wait until there are good-looking ones to see?

Lao Ji: Say you hurry up and study, don't mix things with adults.

Ke Yan: [Okay, I'm out. jpg]

Lao Ji: Ask her what she likes to watch, and then say that you also like to watch, talk to her more, and finally ask her out for dinner.

Shen Zixiao: @简然, what do you think?

Jian Ran said in his heart, how do I know that I have never been in love.

He raised his head and glanced at Ren Qinglin who was sitting next to him.

Ren Qinglin knows how, he will definitely answer this question.

"Hey, let me ask you something."

"Say."

Jian Ran showed the group chat record to Ren Qinglin, "What would you do if it was you?"

Ren Qinglin thought for a moment and said: "Buy two movie tickets directly and tell her that the tickets have been bought, and people are downstairs in her dormitory. If she doesn't come, the tickets will be wasted."

Jian Ran was stunned, "Is this useful?"

"If the girl agrees, it proves that she is not completely repelling your roommate. Your roommate may work hard and you may have a chance; if she doesn't agree, it's better to persuade your roommate to give up as soon as possible."

"...Will it or you will." Jian Ran said while typing, "You are so proficient, you must have done this kind of thing before, right?"

Ren Qinglin poured a cup of tea for Jian Ran, curled his lips and smiled, "No, I just started doing it recently."