Nonlinear Love

Chi Wang swallowed a lump of rice and said slowly: "This is obviously mutual help between brothers, you people, vulgar."

Yes, it's all our fault, we are vulgar, we are shameless, we are rotten eyes to see people.

Su Lian: "Are you full?"

Chi Huang nodded: "It's almost there."

Putting the chopsticks on the table, Su Lian gave a silent reminder, and the bell of death slowly rang.

When he got the hint, Chi Wang was forced to stand up, put one hand on his injured arm, and scolded: "Why the fuck is life so hard, why do I still have to do my homework as a chasing boy who indulges and loves freedom."

Gu Anjiu stared at Chi Li's back, and sincerely felt that his brother Lian really had something.

Su Lian went into the bathroom, changed his clothes and came out. He took a few exercise books and followed him into the opposite door.

Sitting on the edge of the small sofa, he picked out a math tutoring book and opened it: "If you know what the homework is, just do the questions assigned by the teacher first."

Chi Huang didn't even look at it, and said decisively, "No."

He didn't lie, he didn't listen carefully in math class, he knew the numbers, and he could understand the questions, but he couldn't do it.

An irritability appeared from his brows, Su Lian's expression became cold, and he felt that he should have a good talk with this person.

So they turned around, put their legs forward casually, and the two looked at each other silently.

The atmosphere was stalemate, Su Lian frowned and tutted softly, it was really hard to discipline.

"You think making money is more interesting, so you don't want to study, do you?"

"The main reason is that I may not really be the material to study, and the talent value is not here."

Chiliang quickly flipped through the book with his uninjured left hand, staring at the densely packed exercises and felt boring.

He raised his eyebrows and looked out the window, feeling that the fat sparrows flying outside were happier than him, and wanted to run.

Su Lian paused for a few seconds, then counted down in one breath: "Okay, even if you like to make money, you can't figure out math in junior high school, can you settle the account? When your company goes public, you won't know if it's sold by the chief financial officer. "

Chi Li: "..."

I don't seem to be so illiterate.

Seeing that people were stunned, Su Lian continued to ridicule: "The language is so bad, the interviews of successful people in the future can't tell one, two or three."

Chi Li's lips stretched into a straight line.

Su Lian made persistent efforts: "I can't learn English well, how can I open up the foreign market? Can you understand the English materials?"

This fucking trick is really deadly, Chi Huang couldn't find a reason to refute it, and even if he was ashamed, he had to praise you for being beautiful.

Su Lian, who usually speaks so little, is a knowing blow when he speaks.

He opened the exercise book tragically: "Don't talk about it, I'll learn."

Su Lian lowered his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth: "I don't understand anything, I'll tell you."

The voice was very soft, and Chi Wang felt like he was being pinched by a hand on the back of his neck.

It took one afternoon to do it. Chi Wang couldn't make big moves because of his hand injury. Basically, he picked multiple-choice questions, and it was convenient to write the answers.

Su Lian has a bad temper, but he is patient when he talks about topics. He even explains which formula to apply, for fear that people will not understand.

Three subjects were changed, and Chi Wang reluctantly put down his pen: "It's been four hours, can you take a break?"

Su Lian was very satisfied with today's counseling, and let him go: "Okay, I'll go out and be here today."

Chi Huang raised his head vigilantly: "Where are you going?"

"Just turn around." Su Lian patted his shoulder and warned, "Be careful not to get water on the wound."

After saying this casually, Chi Wang keenly smelled an unusual breath, and always felt that there was something tricky.

As soon as Su Lian walked away, he also hurried away.

First, I went to the night to check the recovery situation, and then followed the brothers who were beaten yesterday to have a barbecue at the door. When I returned to the dormitory, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

The fumes from the barbecue stalls were very strong, making people sticky all over. Chi Li took off his clothes with difficulty, lowered his head and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Even after the gauze on the arm was undone, it was inconvenient to avoid the wound, so I had to hold the shower in my left hand to flush the water with difficulty.

Halfway through the wash, there was a sound of pushing the door outside, and Chi Wang raised his voice: "Who?"

"Me." Su Lian responded, walked in slowly, put the things he bought on Chi Wang's head, and sat on the small sofa with his legs bent.

"Wait for me, I'm taking a shower." Chi Li replied through the door, and after a few seconds, he continued to swear.

Su Lian heard the movement and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The shower was not steady, and the water got into the wound."

Su Lian got up quickly, pressed the door handle of the bathroom, and the scene in front of him struck again.

There was a steam of heat in the air, and Chi Wang stood in the middle of the bathroom with his waist slightly bent, his whole body stretched into a beautiful curve, like a taut bow.

He is indeed a little awkward now, his hair is full of wet water droplets, the shower has not been turned off, and the continuous water spray falls down, slowly dripping down along the muscle lines, and then disappears into the depths.

Su Lian felt that he was about to sweat thinly from the heat, as if he was also wet from the shower, and blinked his eyes slowly.

Over and over again, you did it on purpose, excuse me, leave.

"Wait, when you're all in, help me." Chi Huang had no sense of shame, and opened his mouth to stop someone, "Help me get a clean sheet.

Bath towels are in the cupboard outside. "