After Marrying the School Grass

Jian Ran turned around abruptly, knocking his knees to the corner of the cabinet as if he was facing an enemy. A sharp pain struck him, and his expression was distorted because of the pain.

Ren Qinglin was wearing a white bathrobe provided by the hotel and was wiping her hair with a towel. Hearing the impact, he moved his hands for a while and asked, "How are you doing?"

Jian Ran turned her back to Ren Qinglin, holding Xiaoyouyou in one hand, and making actions to prevent Ren Qinglin from coming over, "You...don't move."

Ren Qinglin:?

"Just now, it seems that the collision was not light." Ren Qinglin said, "Shall I help my brother take a look?"

Jian Ran stood up slowly and slipped a little oil into his pocket.

"No, it's just a bump, you think everyone is as squeamish as you." Jian Ran pretended to be calm and changed the subject, "By the way, how are your legs?"

Ren Qinglin said: "I don't feel the pain at all, I should be cured."

"That's good."

Jian Ran took the clothes and walked into the bathroom. As soon as the door closed, his expression changed suddenly and he bit his fist in pain. The piece that hit the corner of the table was already red, and it took a long time to knead it. He took out a small oil from his pocket, only feeling that he had a hot potato.

Did he just have a brain cramp? He wants to hide the most common things in hotels and guesthouses for Mao!

When he was caught, he would put things in his trouser pockets for Mao! Isn't it fragrant to say "I just take a look" directly and openly!

It's not that Jian Ran has never stayed in a hotel with other boys before. Not to mention Shen Zixiao's buddies. Last year's New Year's Day, he also stayed with Lin Sichen for one night. At that time, he hadn't noticed that there were such things in the hotel at all.

Fuck, both Shen Zixiao and Ji Yuanxi have nothing to discuss about the great sword, which made him do such a brain-dead thing.

This is the end of the matter, he can only put things on his body first, and then put it back when Ren Qinglin doesn't pay attention. Fortunately, his pants have pockets.

Jian Ran scratched her hair irritably, what is this all about.

After Jian Ran came out of the shower, Ren Qinglin sat on the tatami and waited for him, still holding a bottle of something in his hand.

"Brother, come here."

Jian Ran glanced at the cabinet and sat down opposite Ren Qinglin, "What's in your hand?"

"oil."

Jian Ran was taken aback, with a difficult tone: "What kind of oil?"

"Safflower oil." Ren Qinglin raised the bottle to Jian Ran, "borrow it from the owner of the hotel."

Jian Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh..."

"Brother's leg, let me take a look."

"I said no-"

Ren Qinglin ignored him, holding Jian Ran's ankle in one hand, holding it up, and placing it on his lap.

Jian Ran's cheeks became hot immediately, and she struggled and said, "What's so special about you—"

"Don't move." Ren Qinglin added a little bit of strength to her hand, not to make Jian Ran feel pain, but it also made him unable to break free for a while.

Jian Ran was a little angry.

Ren Qinglin grew up eating, and he is not particularly strong, so why is he so strong?

In fact, if you have to be positive, Jian Ran will not necessarily lose. But his knee was still aching, and after another day of tiredness, it was inevitable that he would feel lazy.

Ren Qinglin's fingertips lightly tapped on Jian Ran's knee, "Does it hurt?"

Jian Ran turned his head and didn't want to look at Ren Qinglin, "...It's okay."

Ren Qinglin opened the cap, and the smell of medicated oil gradually dispersed in the room. He first poured the medicated oil on his palm, rubbed it and warmed it before covering Jian Ran's knee.

The warm, slightly painful touch made Jian Ran's body stiff. Ren Qinglin felt his muscles tense, and smiled: "Brother, don't be nervous, relax."

"...It's just the last medicine, so much nonsense."

Jian Ran put her hands on the tatami, lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

A few minutes later, Ren Qing stopped his hand, "Okay."

Jian Ran pressed her red ears with an expression of nothing happened, "What to eat tonight?"

Ren Qinglin said: "The studio has ordered a self-service barbecue, and I can go now."

Jian Ran nodded, "Let's go then."

The self-service barbecue is placed by the sea, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk. Ren Qinglin borrowed a bicycle from the owner of the hotel, "I can take my brother by bike, so I can go faster."

Jian Ran said: "Borrow two cars, one for each person."

"Only this one is left." Ren Qinglin stepped onto the bike, "Come on."

Jian Ran sat down on the back seat, "Okay."

"Better hold me tight, the road here is not very smooth."

"..." Jian Ran grabbed Ren Qinglin's T-shirt and cleared his throat, "Okay, let's go."

Ren Qinglin's riding skills are far inferior to his driving skills. Jian Ran was hit by a backache and almost fell off several times. She couldn't help cursing: "Can you do it? I'll take you instead."

Ren Qinglin's voice came from the front, "It's almost here, bear with me again."

In order to avoid the tragedy of being thrown off, Jian Ran resignedly encircled Ren Qinglin's waist.

Therefore, idol dramas are all deceptive. It is not romantic at all to drive people by bicycle, and it will only make the people who are led suffer.

There was a bonfire on the beach and several rows of barbecue grills. People from the photography studio gathered around one of them.

"You came just right!" said the photographer. "The first batch of meat has already been roasted. Eat it while it's hot."

Ren Qinglin asked: "Has it been spicy?"

"No, you told me several times, I remember."

Ren Qinglin took a large string of lamb skewers handed over by the makeup artist, and gave half of them to Jian Ran, "Try it."

The texture and taste of the meat that you grilled yourself is a bit inferior to that of the barbecue restaurant, but everyone is hungry and feels delicious when you eat. Moreover, the most important thing about the buffet barbecue is not the taste, but the barbecue atmosphere.

The makeup artist smiled and said, "You eat less, eat too much, and be careful of acne."

Jian Ran said without hesitation: "I never get acne."

Ren Qinglin: "Me too."

The assistant sister said sourly: "I'm going to turn into lemon essence if I eat a spicy strip that bursts acne in seconds."

At the end of the day, the photography team has gotten closer to the two clients. The assistant sister said what she had always wanted to say: "You guys are so good! Standing together is so seductive!"

Jian Ran sprinkled cumin on the skewers and said casually: "Photographers and makeup artists are also very good."

The assistant sister exclaimed: "You think so too! I really am not alone!"

Jian Ran: "..." No, you are alone, thank you.

"In other words, you are all so young. You are still in college."

"Well," Ren Qinglin said, "he is my senior, and we married early."

The assistant sister said "Wow", "Envy."

Jian Ran asked: "What is enviable about getting married early?"

"Early marriage is to identify the other party and make sure that the other party is one's true love, so I can't wait to marry.

Jian Ran had a black line on her face, "Not necessarily."

The assistant sister didn't seem to listen to Jian Ran's rebuttal, "However, although same-sex marriage is already legal, most parents still can't accept their children marrying homosexuals. Can your parents accept this? "

"Yes," Ren Qinglin smiled slightly, "my mother-in-law helped set the wedding photo."

Jian Ran: "..." Ren Qinglin's plays are still as many as ever.

The assistant sister exclaimed again, "Love and marry on campus, parents support, and come to the beach to take wedding photos-you are simply sweet cookies in real life!"

"What is a cookie?" Jian Ran asked casually, "Can I eat it?"

To eat and drink enough, the staff of the homestay is responsible for tidying up, and the group walks back, talking and laughing. Jian Ran said that he would not ride a bicycle anymore, Ren Qinglin did not force him, pushing the bicycle to accompany him to the end.

The sea breeze at night brought some fishy smell and coolness. Apart from them, there were other guests at the hotel. The sound of waves and vague laughter were heard in the distance. There was fine sand under your feet and the vast starry sky above your head. In the environment, Jian Ran was relieved all of his body and mind, and suddenly didn't want to leave.

Jian Ran has always been a very mobile person. He stopped and said to the people around him: "You go back first. I want to sit by the beach for a while."

Ren Qinglin's hair was a little messy by the sea breeze. He turned to look at Jian Ran, "I'll be with you."

The bicycle was parked aside, and Jian Ran and Ren Qinglin sat on the ground facing the sea. The sea at night is a bit deeper and more mysterious than during the day. The moon hangs at the end of the sea, which is much larger than that seen in the city.

Jian Ran: "The moon on the sea is so **** beautiful."

Ren Qinglin: "There is a bright moon on the sea, and the world is at this time."

Jian Ran was silent for a while, not very happy, "Oh, you can recite poems."

Ren Qinglin smiled softly, "My brother misunderstood me, I just said casually, no other meaning."

"Who knows you, the dog can't spit out ivory." Jian Ran spit out and lay down on the beach. "I didn't expect this little famous beach to be quite good, not inferior to those from foreign countries. If I’m not in a hurry, I’ll definitely stay longer."

Ren Qinglin said: "If my brother likes it, we can come again next time."

"When will next time..."

Ren Qinglin thought for a while, "On the wedding anniversary?"

Jian Ran was taken aback, "The wedding anniversary...what date is it?"

Ren Qinglin was quiet, and cast some sand on Jian Ran blankly.

Jian Ran:? ?

"What are you doing?"

Ren Qinglin smiled, "Brother, forget what will happen to the wedding anniversary-isn't the uncle's lesson tragic enough?"

Jian Ran couldn't laugh or cry, "Can my parents be like us...Wait, how do you know this?"

"Auntie told me."

"She really didn't see the outside, vomiting bitter water everywhere."

Ren Qinglin asked: "So you really don't remember?"

"I..." Jian Ran felt guilty for a while, trying to recall the details of the certificate.

"I see!" Jian Ran snapped his fingers and said, "It's the day of Qixi Festival!"

Ren Qinglin's face just looked better, and Jian Ran said again: "But we might all get divorced next Chinese Valentine's Day. It doesn't make much sense to remember this."

…Ha ha.

"will not."

"What will not?"

Ren Qinglin said in a light tone, "The project will last for two or three years. We will definitely not get divorced next year, and my brother doesn't need extravagant hopes."

Jian Ran sighed, "It's a pity."

Ren Qinglin: "..."

"By the way, how is your senior sister chasing after?"

Ren Qinglin: "What senior sister?"

"Didn't you say that your tricks for sultry sisters are all for chasing a senior? I never heard you mention her later. How is it going now?"

"The progress... is somewhat," Ren Qinglin narrowed his eyes, "but I feel that the routine is used on him, and it doesn't work much."

Jian Ran was a little surprised, "Then this senior sister is really a cruel person. Then what are you going to do, continue to chase or give up?"

"Continue chasing." Ren Qinglin said lazily. "If you can't catch it, you can take it by force and tie people to your side."

Jane paused. He hesitated: "Aren't you serious? It's illegal to restrict others' personal freedom. If you go in, I won't visit the prison."

Ren Qinglin looked at him and smiled, "Of course it's a joke."

Jian Ran looked at Ren Qinglin as if he was mentally retarded. When he got up, a small bottle fell out of his pocket. He didn't feel it at all. He patted the sand on his body and said, "Go, go back."

Ren Qinglin said: "Brother, you lost the sunscreen spray."

"Sunscreen spray? I didn't bring any sunscreen spray."

Ren Qinglin bent down and picked up the small bottle, "Then what is this..."

Jian Ran looked at the blue he was familiar with, and the blood rushed to his forehead. He snatched the blue vial over with lightning speed, "It's a spray! It's a spray!"

It's too late.

Ren Qinglin still maintained the action of holding the bottle, looking at Jian Ran's eyes with a rare stunned look.

There was an awkward silence.

Jian Ran was struggling to death, "Did you see it?"

"Yeah." Ren Qinglin took a step closer to Jian Ran and looked down at him, "Why does my brother carry such a thing with him?"

Jian Ran took a deep breath and met Qinglin's eyes.

Under the soft moonlight, Ren Qinglin's eyes were half-squinted, and Jian Ran swallowed unconsciously with his beast-like eyes.

"If I say, I'm just curious and want to study it, do you believe it?"

Ren Qinglin said with a regretful "Oh", then laughed, with a hint of wickedness in his smile, "Believe it, why don't you believe it, I will believe what my brother says."

Jian Ran clenched her fists with her hands on her side, frantically doing mental construction for herself.

It was normal for the boys to get together to discuss this kind of things. Steal their minds and behave naturally. They regarded Ren Qinglin as Shen Zixiao. They should be ridiculed. They should be ridiculed. What's more to be afraid of!

So in Jian Ran's eyes, Ren Qinglin's face was PS made of Shen Zixiao.

"Hey, it's all men, so I don't have to say anything about it." Jian Ran said calmly, "I wanted to look at it casually, but when I got it right, I put things in my pocket."

Ren Qinglin nodded, "Let me see."

Jian Ran:?

"I'm also very curious," Ren Qinglin smiled, "I want to see."

Fuck.

Ren Qinglin is afraid that it is not a pineapple egg. The outside is yellow, but the inside is more yellow.

"Actually, there is nothing pretty." Jian Ran said vaguely, "I regret looking at it."

"My brother said that, I want to watch it even more."

"..." Jian Ran broke the jar and stuffed things into Ren Qinglin's arms, "Look at it, just look at it."

As a result, Ren Qinglin not only read it, but also read: "Strawberry new flavor, pleasant and smooth..."

Jian Ran blushed and couldn't bear it: "Shut up!"

The corners of Ren Qinglin's lips curled slightly, "It turns out that my brother likes to eat strawberries."

Jian Ran exploded her hair into a pufferfish, "Ren Qinglin, you say one more word, I will definitely give you a beautiful funeral—"

Ren Qinglin was not in the slightest frightened by Jian Ran's threats. He smiled even more at the corner of his mouth, bent down, and said one word in Jian Ran's ear: "If your brother is really curious, why don't you try this thing?"

Jian Ran was stunned. Ren Qinglin's voice is deep and deceptively sexy.

It took a long time before he found his voice: "...I'm too lazy to care about you, let's go now."

Jian Ran couldn't help but grabbed the bicycle on the side and stomped hard, quickly leaving Ren Qinglin behind.

The sea breeze brushed his cheek, but the heat on his face did not fade until he returned to the hotel.

In the public rest area of ​​the hotel, the photographer and his group were playing board games. Seeing Jian Ran came back, they asked him if they wanted to be together.

Jian Ran refused without even thinking about it, and the assistant sister asked again: "Hey, brother, didn't your husband come back with you?"

"My husband..." After realizing what she had said, Jian Ran couldn't wait to slap herself, "Ren Qing will return soon."

"Brother, are you okay?" The assistant sister looked concerned, "Your face is so red, have you caught a cold?"

Jian Ran reluctantly smiled and said, "Maybe the sea breeze is blowing too much. I'll go back to my room and rest first. You guys have fun."

Back in the room, Jian Ran was finally able to be alone. He leaned against the door and touched his chest, the speed of his heart beating a little scary.

This must be a pot of vigorous exercise just now.

Jian Ran slumped on the tatami, waited for her heartbeat to calm down, and covered her face with her hands.

What a **** shame.