Nonlinear Love

A group of people opened the wheat with passion in front of the parties, and the more they talked, the more hilarious, the little cutie wanted to cover herself with a coffin board and sprinkle a stack of paper money.

Chi Wang took out his phone again, sent a private message with a face helpless, and continued to do the full set.

Taro mash Bobo is cute: [You're welcome! The seniors are so gentle and I like them! The video has been deleted, can you leave a WeChat? 】

SU: [I don't use WeChat. 】

The video was deleted, and Su Lian gathered up the loose jacket: Forget it, don't guess, that's it. Let's go, go back to study at night.

It's about WeChat, I wish you two sparks. Gu Anjiu patted him on the shoulder and blessed, There are not many cute girls, let's do it and cherish it.

Chi Wu stood up lazily, and couldn't help laughing at the reply that popped up.

Little liar, who has been passionately fighting with him on WeChat these past few nights?

He stared at the back of Su Lian's head. This person was expressionless on the surface, but he was still able to talk seriously behind his back, which was quite the contrast.

Taro mash Bobo is cute: [Does anyone still use WeChat these days? You lied to me! 】

SU: [Well, let's go to class first, bye. 】

Taro mash Bobo is cute: [Senior, talk back :D]

Chi Wang said goodbye online, put away the phone, and strode up to hook Su Lian's neck: Are you happy chatting with Mengmei?

Gradually getting used to this person getting started when they disagree, Su Lian didn't react much, let the person rest on his shoulders, just slightly bent his neck: I didn't chat a few words.

Chi Wang tutted his fingers together, and shook his head slightly: Do you want to talk a few more words? You don't really like this one, do you?

I don't like it, it's too boring and crooked to speak. Su Lian frowned, thinking about the bunch of tone words, giving him a headache.

Chi Lang curled his lips, thinking that the hero sees the same thing.

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After the self-study, according to the previous agreement, the two met on the midnight runway to complete the three-kilometer penalty for failing to endorse on the weekend.

The night was getting dark, and there were scattered students running at night on the playground. From time to time, people passed by and cast curious glances at the two campus celebrities.

Chi Wang stood on the runway, exaggeratedly pressed down his front knee to stretch before running, and the fluorescent running shoes on his feet were horribly packed.

He lazily complained: Since we all have to run, why don't we let each other out and run for eight hundred times.

No, there is no discussion. After Su Lian finished pressing his legs, he bounced on the spot a few times before standing neatly to the starting point, Come on, start running.

You... tsk. Chi Wang couldn't find any adjectives for a while, so he simply gave up.

The two ran side by side, the night wind was slightly dry, and a very faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus swept over, and even the air was filled with a sweet and greasy fragrance.

The weather in mid-September was not too hot, and Chi Yan pulled the collar to open the wind, and gradually accelerated his pace, easily leading a distance.

After five laps, Su Lian's pace slowed down, leaning on his knees and panting: Take a break.

Kixing, your physical strength is not good. Chi Wang jogged backwards and said slowly, Didn't you say you ran three thousand?

You have good physical strength, so who are you insulting?

Su Lian was at a loss for words, sweating lightly on his body, and his cheeks flushed slightly: I didn't say no to run.

Chi Wang stared at him for a while, and released the water quite generously: Forget it, there is one kilometer left, save it first.

No, finish the run. Su Lian raised his chin, insisting stubbornly.

Because of bending over, the slightly open neckline hangs down loosely, revealing the slender neck, and the slender collarbone and the cold white skin are together, like suet jade.

Chi Li suddenly shook his head, how could someone be like this in vain?

What are you looking at? Su Lian evenly breathed, and his voice gradually returned to normal, Continue.

Chi Wang closed his eyes, reached out and squeezed his wrist, and said slowly, Don't worry, run slowly.

Suddenly, Su Lian felt a warmth coming from his wrist, and the temperature continued to pass from Chi Li's fingertips.

Mixed with sweat and heat, it should have been very wet, but it was so dry that it seemed like a fire would be wiped out.

The man's hand and foot problem still hasn't changed, the straight man of steel, Su Lian sneered lightly.

He was forced to run for the remaining two and a half laps, and when he calmed down, Su Lian lost the strength to speak and stood reluctantly.

This exercise with good and bad, obviously wants to feel more like his own purgatory.

You're exhausted, let's go, I'll treat you to supper. Chi Wu familiarly hooked his shoulders and dragged him out of the school.

Su Lian's shoulders were pressed against his chest, his Adam's apple rolled: Just after exercising, you shouldn't eat right away.

Eat a little, I'm afraid you'll be hungry at night. Chi Wang coughed lightly and said uncomfortably, Because of that broken video, I didn't see you eating much at night.

This pot, you have to take care of it yourself.

Su Lian blinked lightly, this person was always unexpectedly gentle, and it was terrifying.

By the time he reacted, he had been dragged to a food stall near the school. Being pressed by Qiáng Xing on the plastic stool, Su Lian looked around the noisy surroundings and frowned slightly.

Noisy voices, the spicy smell of the pot, and the crowded tables, chairs and benches constitute the most common state of the night in a foggy city.

The doctor's occupational disease upper body, he reminded again: Eating roadside skewers hurts the stomach.

This one is delicious, don't pay too much attention to it. Chi Yan pulled a piece of paper to clean the table, beckoned to call the waiter, and spluttered

a lot.