Chapter 25 The bed is warm for you

One of the advantages of the weather getting colder is that it is not so hot, which is nonsense. The big disadvantage is that you have to buy school uniforms again, winter school uniforms.

Everyone dislikes school uniforms, but everyone has to buy them. A set of 80 yuan in summer, the price will increase in winter, one hundred and two.

One hundred and two is nothing to ordinary students, and it is also nothing to poor students, because the school will give relief, and it is Zhuang Shao who really feels the burden. He is not rich if he is rich, nor is he poor in poverty, but even if he takes a dollar to help a beggar, this dollar must be deducted from his living expenses.

In fact, he can also call his mother to ask for it, and his mother Zhuang Ying will not be too skimpy in this regard. Moreover, Zhuang Ying was about to fill a house for a man in his late 50s. The other party was said to be a bureau-level, very important person, so there was no shortage of these 180 yuan.

But Zhuang Shao didn't want to open his mouth.

He has his pride, and he knows his fucking taboos, so he won't get in touch with his mother easily. In the words of Zhuang Shao's grandmother, how come there are so many vice mayors with dead wives waiting for your mother? Let's silently wish her to fly to the branches and become a phoenix as a child, and don't mess up other people's marriages and get blamed.

On the way home from school, Zhuang Shao used a new bicycle to carry Meng Ye. Meng Ye put his hand in his pocket, felt the thin inside of his school uniform, and asked, "Why don't you add a sweater, it's already December."

"I'm too lazy to add." Zhuang Shao said.

Meng Ye said who are you, you can be lazy even with clothes on, and are you too lazy to open your mouth when you eat another day?

Zhuang Shao didn't answer.

The bike was not riding fast either, swaying along the path. The roadside fruit stalls and the Shiyuan store had pre-recorded shouts, and the proprietress of the Jiangnan Leather Factory ran off with people again, and the leather shoes were greatly reduced.

Riding to the door of the flower shop, there was a fragrant smell, and Meng Ye wondered: "What kind of flower, it smells so good."

Zhuang Shao didn't squint.

"Stop me and have a look."

Zhuang Shao frowned slightly with a face that refused to spend thousands of miles away: "Why are you so curious about everything?"

"Look at it, and it doesn't cost money."

"Don't look at it. I'm allergic to flowers, and I tend to sneeze and get a rash if I smell it too much."

"Fuck," Meng Ye said happily, "you're Sister Lin, you have so many problems. You'll be obsessed with cleanliness and allergies, and you'll lose golden beans at every turn."

"It's not as thick-skinned as you, and you won't have diarrhea after eating overnight." Zhuang Shao pushed his teasing hand away in a distraction.

"How dare you say that it's not all you, and the opened snacks are also put in the drawer."

"I put it in my own drawer, who let you eat?"

"Those girls gave you so many snacks, it's not all expired if you don't eat them. I'm kind! Hey tomorrow, you tell them not to send strawberry-flavored jelly, but oranges. I love orange-flavored ones."

"roll."

The two of you kept arguing until you entered the house.

You Ying didn't look up when she saw them coming in, she was busy with online poker. Meng Ye called Mom, Zhuang Shao called Sister Ying, and she said I bought a sweater for the two of you, and put it in Meng Ye's house. Go up and try it before changing it.

"Ouch feed my mother!"

Meng Ye rushed over to hug her, she said go and don't hinder the old lady from sitting in the village. Zhuang Shao said in a low voice thank you Sister Ying, which attracted a glance from her that raised her eyelids.

"Hey, in the future, if you dare not be filial to the old lady, beware of thunder!"

When he went upstairs, Meng Ye asked Zhuang Shao in a low voice, "Is Mom in menopause?"

Zhuang Shao leaned at him: "What's the matter, give her two boxes of Jingxin oral liquid for the old man's filial piety?"

"No, seriously, I'm wondering if I should introduce someone to Mom."

Zhuang Shao also thought about it seriously.

Who can shock Sister Ying?

Sister Ying, like Meng Ye, has many problems, she is lazy, she doesn't help her when the oil bottle is overturned, and she is greedy. Forget it, don't give up the hard-working men in Huohuo County who have lost their wives. I will give her old age in the future. I will take care of their mother and son.

No, this is why the more I hear it, the more evil it is. What Zhuang Shao thinks about is not the kind of care that takes advantage of orphans and widowed mothers, but the kind of care that takes Meng Ye as the mainstay and sister Ying as a supplement. Sister Ying can be his mother or his mother-in-law. Hey, the more you think about it, the more wrong it gets.

When went into the room to try on the clothes, both of them fit very well, but Zhuang Shao's looks better.

Meng Ye: "No, let's change."

Zhuang Shao didn't do it.

Meng Ye pressed him on the bed and suppressed him by force, but Zhuang Shao was also bullied for his experience, so he pulled away his sweater and covered him!

"Fuck Zhuang Shao, you're learning bad." Meng Ye was panting in his sweater, and he couldn't see anything in the darkness, so he could only stick to Zhuang Shao's white T and hug his waist tightly.

A very strong waist.

"Do you still dare?" Zhuang Shao asked.

Meng Ye moved slightly, and then said in a muffled voice, "Zhuang Shao, let me go."

Zhuang Shao thought he was angry and let the person out to stare. He lowered his head and didn't move, and gently pulled the sheets: "You fucking foul, you sprayed perfume."

Zhuang Shao frowned: "What nonsense."

"Really, you smell really good."

He washes all his personal clothes by himself, and the soap may be scented, but he has not noticed it. Meng Ye smelled a scent of pine branches from him. The pine branches mixed with the smell of disinfectant, which were slowly radiated by the slow fire, were clean and safe.

Zhuang Shao stared at him: "Are you still thinking about that flower shop, complaining that I didn't stop to let you smell it."

Like a puppy, especially when the nose moves.

"You are more and more like a little dragon." Zhuang Shao said, "Others are pets with their owners, you are a master with their pets."

The complexion is also similar, bright and dark, super Saiyan.

"...Stupid." Meng Ye stretched out his hand to pinch him, smelled the peculiar smell on him, let go, and left cursingly.

Since then, Zhuang Shao has written down that Meng has a quirk, that is, he especially likes flowers, the better they smell, the more they like them.

So do you really think about spraying some perfume in the future?

After waking up, Zhuang Shao felt nervous. Yes, recently, the frequency of nerves has become more and more dense, and it may become a neuropathy.

After entering December, the study became more and more nervous, but the talent show on TV became a common practice, which made the girls in the class drift.

Jiang Yue wasn't interested in this, but she couldn't stop her tablemates from dragging her to talk nonsense, such as commenting that this one looks like xxx, that one looks like xx, and the name that appears most frequently is Zhuang Shao.

In fact, Zhuang Shao has always been very popular. Everyone in the school knows that there is a handsome guy in the second grade (3) class. But since the appearance of this talent show, his popularity has become like a rocket. In physical education classes and even vocational high school students jumped over the wall and peeped from the playground.

Or it can be said that appearance is the primary productive force, and the water pipes at the base of the wall have made these handsome guys climb bright.

On Friday night, Jin Ziqi, a member of the entertainment committee, came to Mozhuang Shao and asked him to perform a show at the school's New Year's Day party.

"You can perform whatever you want, even stand up and sing a song. It's just that everyone is lively and lively."

Zhuang Shao euphemistically said that he didn't have time: "I have to help Meng Ye with homework recently, and I have to do extra math Olympiad problems assigned by Teacher Zhang."

"Don't delay, you don't need to participate in the rehearsal, just come and join in early on New Year's Day."

As soon as Meng Ye returned to the classroom after training, he saw Jin Ziqi sitting on his seat, looking at Zhuang Shao eagerly.

He had a chill, and waited angrily in the past, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes.

Jin Ziqi said, "I'll just sit down and talk to Zhuang Shao if I have something to say, just two minutes."

"came back?"

Zhuang Shao raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that he had a stern face, guessing that the training was not going well.

Recently, Meng Ye didn't know if he had reached a bottleneck period. He had not been able to improve his grades for several weeks, and he was in a bad mood at ordinary times.

"I'll think about it." Zhuang Shao said, "You go back first, you'll have class soon."

Jin Ziqi held his hand: "You must think about it, our class depends on you!"

"Why is she looking for you?" Meng Ye sat down.

"Next week's New Year's Day party, let me put on a show."

"Oh, then she found the wrong person, and you will learn too."

Jiang Yue turned to Meng Ye: "Are you jealous that Zhuang Shao is popular with girls? If you are jealous of you, just put on a show, maybe they will change their minds."

Meng Ye said bah! Who is rare.

Jiang Yue sneered: "Zhuang Shao, let's ignore him. My family owns a piano shop. If you want to know any musical instrument, just tell me, and I'll ask my dad to borrow it."

Meng Ye didn't talk much to Zhuang Shao for several days.

It's not that Meng Ye's mind is small, he is really anxious to train, and he has to do homework and brush questions given by Lao Jiang when he is free, so he can't take any extra time.

Zhuang Shao also seemed to be very busy. He didn't tell Meng Ye what he was busy with, but he often went out with Jin Ziqi. Even after the evening self-study, he didn't go with Meng Ye. Instead, he went with Jin Ziqi.

Good you Chen Shimei is not! Hello Zhuang Shao, see the strange thoughts!

One night, Meng Ye finished packing the equipment room and left slowly at 10:30. He found a pair of familiar figures in front of him outside the school gate.

He followed and saw Zhuang Shao and Jin Ziqi.

Jin Ziqi was so excited for some reason, and jumped around Zhuang Shao like a small bird: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and you will definitely startle the whole school!"

Zhuang Shao said, "You sing well."

"Don't praise me, I'm embarrassed. After the performance, I invite you to dinner, you must not refuse."

Fuck, catch up with people flirting.

Meng Ye was not in the mood.

When I got home and took a bath, I lay down, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. I don’t know if I was sullen and sulky, and I felt kidney pain. At about 12 o'clock, I heard Zhuang Shao come knocking on the door: "Meng Ye, are you asleep?"

"Sleep!"

"I won't go to school with you tomorrow, let me tell you."

Who the fuck is rare.

Meng Ye rolled over and pressed down on the quilt. There was no movement outside for a long time, he was silent for a while, then craned his neck and asked, "What are you doing tomorrow morning?"

Zhuang Shao has not left yet.

"Rehearsal," said again, "you open the door."

Meng Ye kicked a carp and ran over to open the door.

Zhuang Shao had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, a towel was draped around his neck, and black and white slippers were scattered on his feet.

Meng Ye gave him a look: "Is something wrong?"

"The hairdryer in my room is broken," he said.

Meng Ye turned around and went back to the bed to lie down. Zhuang Shao closed the door and entered the bathroom. The hair dryer hummed for a while. don't know why this voice is particularly hypnotic, but Meng Ye's eyelids almost stick together.

A few minutes later, Zhuang Shao came out: "I put the hairdryer back for you, I'm leaving."

Meng Ye said vaguely: "What are you going to do? Sleep with me, it's not that you haven't slept before."

sleep your uncle.

Zhuang Shao was silent for a long time.

Meng Ye closed his eyes and patted the side: "Come on, the bed is all warmed up for you."

Or say the big fool is the most annoying.

Zhuang Shao went to lie down, separated by a little distance, not next to each other. Meng Ye turned over and hugged him, very natural, without any embarrassment.

This man is really hateful, Zhuang Shao thought.

Heen Wan whispered, "Why don't you ask me what I've been doing recently?"

Meng Ye answered him inarticulately: "It's just a fucking question, it's just a little girl..."

I fucking need to mention it, Zhuang Shao is self-loathing.

After a while, Meng Ye fell asleep later, but Meng Ye suddenly asked again, "Are you really going to perform on New Year's Day?"

"Um."

"What show?"

Zhuang Shao said, "It's boring to tell you."

Meng Ye smiled twice against him. He didn't know whether it was a sneer or a mockery. Anyway, it sounded a little sour: "Don't talk about pulling it down, who cares."

Zhuang Shao didn't reply.

Meng Yezhi asked him: "I feel a little uncomfortable in the back of my waist, please help me press it."

After saying that, the uncle turned around like a man.

Zhuang Shao got up, straddled his lap, and sat to help him press.

"here?"

"Yes, right here."

"Take it easy when training, don't try too hard."

Meng Ye seemed to be really uncomfortable, he was silent, and his appearance was even a little pitiful.

In the whole world, Zhuang Shao is probably the only one who thinks Meng Ye, the devil of the world, is pitiful. He is always nervous about him. No one is allowed to bully him.

It's kind of baffling to think about, but it happens, and you have no reason to stop it, and there's no way to stop it.

Zhuang Shao pressed just right and was not bothered until Meng Ye fell asleep.

Flip him over and cover the quilt. Zhuang Shao thinks that if you don't take it easy, don't take it easy. I'm here. If you feel uncomfortable, you can press it for you. Just don't ask anyone else.