After Marrying the School Grass

Jane's father is an ordinary middle-aged man in his forties, in front of two big boys in his twenties. Jian Ran and Ren Qinglin took one of Jian's father's arm and led them into the study.

Jian's father was so angry that he had no energy to scold him. He sat down on the chair and sighed as he watched Jian Ran.

Jian Ran comforted him: "Dad, there is a bed in the study room with air-conditioning, and there is no shortage of everything. It's not good to sleep."

Father Jian stared at him: "I have a wife, so why do I have to sleep by myself!"

In order to make Jian's father feel better, Jian Ran did not hesitate to cue herself, "This is not very normal. I have a wife and I sleep alone."

Jian Ran's "wife" raised her eyebrows, "I don't mind sleeping with my brother."

Jian Ran squinted at him, "Are you happy with this skin?"

Father Jian didn't take the "joke" of the two seriously, "Asshole, can your mother and I be the same as you! Don't you really think that I'm going to hit your mother with a pan? You don't want to think about it, you Dad, how can I have the guts!"

Jian Ran couldn't laugh or cry: "Dad, I believe you. But at that time, if I didn't stand on my mother's side, she would have to smash me together."

After hearing these words, Father Jian felt quite comfortable. He looked at Ren Qinglin and was a little embarrassed, "Qinglin, the first time you came to the house, you bumped into this kind of thing, really—"

"It's okay, uncle." Ren Qinglin said, "My parents often quarrel, I'm used to it."

"Oh?" Father Jian couldn't help asking a few more words when he found a fellow comrade who was also a degenerate person at the end of the world, "How are they all arguing?"

Ren Qinglin said: "My mother likes the cold war, she doesn't say anything when she gets angry, and my dad likes to keep talking. Every time they have conflicts, my dad will be suffocated to death."

Jian Ran sympathized and said: "It's miserable, it's not easy for men." In comparison, it is nothing for him to be smashed by his wife with a spatula.

Just now I heard the content of the quarrel between Jane, father and Jane. Ren Qinglin probably could guess some of the reasons. He tried to say: "Uncle, I don’t think Auntie really doesn’t believe you. I take this opportunity to express my usual expressions. Dissatisfaction has a warning effect."

Jian Ran nodded in agreement: "I also think, otherwise, with my mother's temper, I would have to change my name to her last name now."

Father Jian thought for a while, felt that what his son and daughter-in-law said was quite reasonable, and said bitterly: "Your mother must be menopausal. I usually eat less for her? It's simply inexplicable!"

After finishing Jian's father, Jian Ran asked Ren Qinglin to return to the room first, and went to the master bedroom to comfort Jian's mother.

Jane's mother spat a lot of bitterness at him: "Of course, you don't know that your dad is too much! This month, he has never returned home before eleven o'clock! And every time he comes back, he smells like alcohol! "

Jian Ran: "Indeed, my dad is too much! This is a human officer?!"

Mother Jane cried: "Your father didn't remember our wedding anniversary last week. It was the secretary reminded him that he bought flowers temporarily."

Jian Ran: "What? He actually did such a thing?! Unforgivable!"

Jane's mother complained: "Look at the people in the company's general manager, a young girl with a clear water, and your mother and I are just an old-looking woman..."

After some tossing, Jian Ran returned to his room. There was a mess in his mind. He wanted to lie down on the bed, only to find that there was another person in the room.

Ren Qinglin: "I'm back."

"Why are you still here?"

"I thought you were going to continue playing games."

"What time is it, and a fart game." Jian Ran jumped directly on the bed, "I'm exhausted, you hurry back to the room, I'm going to sleep."

"Oh." Ren Qinglin slowly collected the game notebook, "My brother usually feeds me too little."

Jian Ran calmly said, "When you are hungry, go to the kitchen to find something to eat..."

Jian Ran's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. He was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow, without even covering the quilt.

Ren Qinglin put down the game notebook and gently covered Jian Ran with the quilt. Jian Ran fell asleep on her stomach, head to one side, her eyelashes hanging quietly and obediently, her lips slightly open, as if waiting for what she could do.

Ren Qinglin looked at it for a while, leaned down, stretched out his finger, and covered Jian Ran's lips.

Fingers rubbed the corners of Jian Ran's mouth, and the soft and warm touch awakened the monster in Ren Qinglin's heart, "touch it first, then eat it later."

The next day, the atmosphere in Jian's family was still very heavy. Jane's mother probably thought that Ren Qinglin had seen it anyway, and there was no need to pretend to be. No matter how Jian's father slumped, she didn't have a good face.

Jian Ran and Ren Qinglin went out to walk the dog together. The refrigerator was at the forefront, Ren Qinglin led the dog leash, and Jian Ran brushed the phone while saying: "It seems that I have to ask for help off the court."

Ren Qinglin: "Who?"

"My mother's best friend and hemp friend, Aunt Wang."

Jian Ran turned out Aunt Wang's phone number and called her. Aunt Wang listened to what he said, and said cheerfully: "This is a big deal. Your mother is just living too comfortably. It's just a work. It will be fine in a few days. It seems to make us anxious."

Jian Ran smiled bitterly: "It won't work in a few days, you haven't seen my dad, there are a few more white hairs."

Aunt Wang thought for a while and said, "Then you ask your dad to take her out for a candlelight dinner and buy a few bags; you should also avoid going to them, let them out of the world of two people, the conflict between husband and wife is still Rely on them to solve it."

Jian Ran thinks what Aunt Wang said makes sense. He and Ren Qing were staying at home, and Jane's father and mother had to worry about their son and daughter-in-law. They couldn't even make a fuss, so they simply left the home to the two and let them toss on their own.

"Let's go to take a wedding photo tomorrow." Jian Ran said, "It's best to go on a trip to take pictures. It's far away from home. You can't come back for a few days or nights."

Ren Qinglin was stunned for a moment, "I don't have any opinion, but why did my brother suddenly become positive about this matter?"

Jian Ran relayed Aunt Wang's statement to Ren Qinglin, who smiled, "It turned out to be so, but now it's the National Day holiday, there are many people everywhere."

Jian Ran said: "You can ask if there is a niche route to avoid popular places."

The dog walked almost, Jian Ran shouted to the refrigerator in front: "Refrigerator, go, go home."

Alaska turned his head and glanced at the owner, crouched down and assumed a pose that Jane could not be more familiar with. Jane quickly took out the newspaper she had prepared in the morning and placed it on it.

Waiting for the dog to solve the physical problem, Jian Ran asked Ren Qinglin: "Do you want to pick up shit?"

Ren Qinglin: "Thank you, I don't want to."

"This can be regarded as experiencing life. After passing through this village, there will be no such shop-are you sure you don't want to?"

"determine."

"Then we rock-paper-scissors?" Jian Ran didn't give up. "Whoever loses will pick it up. It's always fair."

Ren Qinglin gave a dull smile, "Okay."

The aunt who came back from grocery shopping saw two pretty boys standing face to face on the side of the road. One of them had a solemn expression. He thought they were going to fight. Just thinking about watching the excitement, the pretty boys stretched out their hands and said in unison: "Rock Paper Scissors—"

Aunt: Subway, grandpa, look at the phone.

Back home, Jian Ran dealt with the **** all the way, washed her hands and found Jane's mother, and talked about the wedding photos. Jane's mother contacted several studios for him. One of them happened to have the boutique niche travel shooting route that Jane wanted. The place to go would not be too far, just in Guangdong Province, driving all the way, a total of three days and two nights. .

Jian Ran immediately decided, "That's it!"

Seeing her son's cooperation, Jian's mother smiled and said, "Okay, then mother will pay the deposit."

Soon, people from the photography studio added Jian Ran's WeChat and opened a discussion group. Jian Ran didn't bother to waste energy on this kind of thing. He pulled Ren Qinglin into the group and asked him to dock, and he was happy and relaxed.

In the evening, Jian Ran took a shower, and before she could put on her clothes, she heard a knock on the door: "Brother."

"Come in."

Ren Qinglin walked in and saw that Jian Ran was wearing only a pair of pants, and the water droplets on the ends of her hair were running down her slender neck and slid over the right abdominal muscles.

Ren Qinglin's eyes darkened, he licked his lips, "What is your brother doing."

"Just finished taking a shower," Jian Ran opened the closet, found a T-shirt casually and put it on, then turned to look at Ren Qinglin, "What's the matter?"

Ren Qinglin's expression remained as usual, "The makeup artist asked us to post a selfie without beauty and filters."

Jian Ran gave a "tsk", "Trouble, please help me take a picture."

"right now?"

"Yeah, hurry up and go black after the filming."

Ren Qinglin raised his phone and took a picture of Jian Ran's face. In the photo, the boy's short hair is still wet, and his face is not dry. Compared with the usual refreshing and neat, it has a little more hazy beauty.

Ren Qinglin looked at it for a while, and suddenly didn't really want to send this photo to others. He clicked on the school forum, found a face of Jian Ran secretly photographed by someone else from Jian Ran's building, and sent it to the makeup artist.

Jian Ran turned on the computer and asked, "Shouwang or LOL?"

"Anything," Ren Qinglin put away his phone, "Don't use it for too long, get up early tomorrow."

Jian Ran: "I won't."

Ren Qinglin: "..."

The next day, Jian’s father sent the two downstairs, and Jian Ran asked him: "Dad, do you remember what I told you? Candlelight dinner, flowers, bags...there are no problems these days, you go home early, wine Push the game if you can."

"Remember, remember," Father Jian said confidently, "Don't worry, I will definitely get your mother done before you come back."

Jian Ran drove the cool and crazy Ford Raptor to the designated place to meet the people in the studio. There are four people in the studio, one photographer, one makeup artist, and two assistants. Except for an assistant sister, everyone else is a man.

When the makeup artist saw Jian Ran and Ren Qinglin, his eyes straightened, "What the **** is this fairy look! I thought yesterday’s photo was P—"

The assistant sister was so excited that her voice was shaking, "Both of them are so A, why do I stand and fuck!"

For high-value customers, the entire team is motivated. The photographer asked her husband what his thoughts on the shooting, and Jian Ran said, "Don't be too deliberate, too artificial, just be natural."

The makeup artist asked: "What about clothing?"

Ren Qinglin said: "Guangdong is too hot. If it is outdoors, try to wear less and focus on comfort."

The makeup artist suggested: “You still have to get a suit photo for formal occasions like weddings.”

Jian Ran frowned: "You still wear a suit on thirty-seven-eight degrees, won't you have heatstroke?"

The photographer smiled and said, "The suit photo is taken here, with a solid background, what do you think?"

Jian Ran and Ren Qinglin looked at each other, but they had no opinion.

The studio is taking the high-end route. The existing suits are all top international brands. Jian Ran chose a simple black suit. Seeing Ren Qinglin, he slightly curled his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ren Qinglin said: "It's nothing, just don't like to wear clothes that others wear."

Jian Ran asked: "Do you have a hobby?"

"a little bit."

"Will it? I think you were very happy in my clothes last time."

Ren Qinglin laughed, "How could my brother be someone else."

This is true. He is the one who has the power to let the doctor pull Ren Qinglin's oxygen tube, and forgive him that Ren Qinglin didn't dare to dislike the clothes he was wearing.

"Then buy a new set now?" Jian Ran said, "It's not very far from the mall."

Ren Qinglin smiled even more, "You are indulging me."

Jian Ran buried her head and took out her phone and typed a line in the memo, "Did you see this?"

"'Brother Jane's indulgence'?"

"Yes," Jian Ran deleted these words again, "I won't give it to you if I **** throw it away."

Ren Qinglin: "..."

So in this world, how could there be such a fierce and cute person as Jian Ran.

Ren Qinglin pointed to the top of his head, "Brother, have you seen my blood tank?"

Jian Ran was inexplicable: "You play too many games?"

"You answer my question."

"...I didn't see it."

"Right," Ren Qinglin put his hand on Jian Ran's head and rubbed it lightly, "because my blood tank is already empty-it was emptied by my brother."