Chapter 22 Chicken Drumsticks

Although Yuan Qian knew that Ran Xing and Fu Xuechen were not related in that way, he couldn't stand seeing the girl's salty fish appearance even in front of the Great God.

Ran Xing, with your character, probably in this life...you can't find a male ticket!

Too lazy to talk to her anymore, Yuan Qian directly reached out, took off her baseball cap, and then said with a bit of disgust, "Even if it's not a date, you have to tidy up! Going to Degenerate Street is considered to be a street anyway. , Can you pay more attention to your image!"

Saying that, he reached out his hand again and helped Ran Xing smooth out the hair that was messed up by the hat.

Ran Xing gave a long "oh" and let Yuan Qian help her clean up.

She felt a little unconvinced at the bottom of her heart, and felt that Yuan Qian could definitely be called "there is no silver 300 taels here" at this moment. She dared to bet that Yuan Qian must be thinking that she and Fu Xuechen would go out and look good.

But Ran Xing didn't mind. After all, a girl still needs to pay attention to her image when she goes out, and she should be neat and tidy, so she let her friend straighten her hair and take off her sunscreen shirt for her.

Yuan Qian packed up Ran Xing, stuffed the hat and sunscreen shirt into the canvas bag, and said goodbye at the speed of light.

Ran Xing watched his roommate run away, only a row of dots remained in his mind.

She and Fu Xuechen were clearly frank, why did Yuan Qian look like she was afraid of being a light bulb.

Eh.

Ran Xing sighed in his heart, feeling that his roommate had read a lot of posts on 98 on the forum, and he was also brought to the rhythm. He really felt that Fu Xuechen was soaking her.

When Yuan Qian helped Ran Xing clean up, Fu Xuechen was watching.

He could feel the closeness and naturalness of the relationship between the two, so Ran Xing was very quiet and obedient and let her friend clean up her hair and undress for her, a kind of intimacy that permeated from her bones.

Looking at this scene, Fu Xuechen had some strange and slightly sour thoughts in his heart.

The thought goes like this: When can I get to the point where I can help Ran Xing clean up his hair and undress!

Hey, why do I seem to be a little jealous of the little girl's best friend!

My morals have been so corrupted!

Fu Xuechen hurriedly shook his head, shook off those distracting thoughts, and said in a calm voice, "Let's go, my bicycle is parked outside."

Ran Xing gave a "hmm" and walked out of the tennis court with Fu Xuechen to fetch the bicycle.

Fu Xuechen was riding an ordinary bicycle, the kind with a back seat, but he was tall and the car was big, so the single seat was naturally a bit taller.

He took the key and unlocked the car, then threw the lock into the front frame of the car.

Ran Xing looked at the high bicycle seat, raised his face and asked softly, "Do you want to find a step or a flower bed?"

Fu Xuechen didn't understand a little: "What?"

Ran Xing explained a little embarrassedly: "I can't jump up, I can only sit on the back seat and let others ride, so I have to find a place with steps first, and you can stand on the ground before I can sit up."

After speaking, she lowered her eyes a little embarrassedly, feeling that this requirement was too much.

But there's nothing she can do, she's not very good at sports.

When she was in junior high school, her best friend at that time also tried to ride her on a bike, but the middle school girls were not too strong, and their riding skills were not good enough.

It is said that it is quite simple, but Ran Xing tried it for the first time, and then sat on the ground with her buttocks falling. She cried "ouch" and "ouch".

That experience gave her a strong psychological shadow. After that, Ran Xing never dared to try to jump on a bicycle. She would ask to sit on the bicycle first.

Fu Xuechen understood what she meant, and immediately said, "It's okay, I can step on the ground."

Having said that, he got on the bicycle, stepped on the ground and put one foot on the pedal, reminding: "Come on!"

Fu Xuechen is tall, with naturally long legs, and his knees are a little bent when he steps on the ground with one foot, so he can support a bicycle naturally and steadily.

Ran Xing watched this scene and was moved for a while.

When she took Yuanqian's car, Yuanqian would deliberately help the car to the edge of the flower bed or the edge of the steps, put her feet on the tiles of the flower bed or the steps for support, and then let her climb the car.

Fu Xuechen has long legs and can step on the ground directly, which made her say goodbye to the shameful experience of deliberately looking for steps in a flower bed.

She jumped into the back seat with a little excitement.

Under the huge impact, the car was still stable without shaking, and it was not at the same level as the girl's swaying bicycle.

Ran Xing was stunned, raised his eyes, and glanced at Fu Xuechen's back. He was thin and long, but his shoulders were broad. He was very manly and manly, giving people an overwhelming sense of security.

Sure enough, it's a school lineup!

Fu Shenchao's A!

Scream for God Fu! Call for God Fu!

Seeing that the little girl jumped into the back seat of the car, Fu Xuechen asked lazily, "Would you like to grab my clothes!"

Ran Xing was puzzled: "Ha?!"

Fu Xuechen said with a wicked smile, "It's the evening rush hour, and there are quite a few bicycles in the school. It's safer for you to grab my clothes."

He felt that such a scumbag little girl, riding a bicycle, even if it was for safety, she had to put her arms around his waist!

But for the two in the ambiguous period, hugging the waist was a bit awkward, so they retreated and asked her to ask her to grab his clothes.

Just... take the opportunity to take advantage of the little girl.

Ran Xing felt that this proposal was somewhat ambiguous.

But soon, she felt that it was because she couldn't jump on the bicycle and was disliked by Fu Xuechen. In Fu Shen's heart, she was probably a baby, and she had to grab him to sit firmly.

Immediately, Ran Xing immediately said super toughly: "Don't worry, I don't need to grab your clothes."

Immediately afterwards, he felt that he couldn't let him underestimate her, and emphasized: "Although I can't jump on a bicycle, I can still ride very steadily. You can ride, and I will never grab your clothes."

I will never grab your clothes, will never grab your clothes, will never grab your clothes...

Fu Xuechen: "…………"

This girl is single by strength! ! !

In the bottom of his heart, he complained again and again, but Fu Xuechen could only resign himself to riding the bicycle.

It's not a problem for ordinary boys to carry a girl. Fu Xuechen started taekwondo in elementary school, and his physical fitness is very good. With a girl on his bicycle, he doesn't feel much riding.

It's just that in the evening rush hour, the students go back to the dormitory and back to the cafeteria after school, and there are piles of bicycles on the road.

He was worried that the little girl in the back seat would be unstable, so he tried to ride slowly, even if the brakes were as smooth as possible.

But even if he rides slowly, the Fallen Street will soon arrive.

He knew that the little girl in the back seat of the car was squeamish, so he put his foot on the ground, parked the car, and let the little girl get down first.

Ran Xing jumped out of the car, parked the bicycle together with Fu Xuechen, and went to the Fallen Street to buy big chicken legs.

It seems that there is a food street at the back door of every school. The food street at the back door of their school is called Fallen Street.

On the depraved street, Sichuan restaurant, pickled fish restaurant, cross-bridge rice noodle, barbecue... There are all kinds of common delicacies.

Ran Xing wanted to invite Fu Xuechen to eat chicken thighs, so he found a barbecue restaurant at random and bought two.

Fu Xuechen paid on WeChat and handed one to Ran Xing after getting the chicken leg.

Ran Xing shook his head subconsciously: "It's all for you to eat."

Fu Xuechen's voice was as light as the wind in the autumn sky: "I can only eat one big chicken thigh at a time, and eating two is a bit boring."

In fact, if Fu Xuechen's roommate heard this, his eyes would definitely go to the sky.

For a foodie like Fu Xuechen, let alone two drumsticks, three can be eaten.

Eighteen... nineteen boys, when they grow up, they can eat very well. Not only that, but they are also prone to hunger.

There is never any food in their dormitory, and anything, even spicy sticks, will be eaten up quickly.

Snacks, you'd better eat them immediately after you buy them, or you'll be eaten by someone who doesn't know.

In Ran Xing's words, she could only eat one big chicken drumstick, and two can support her, so she quite understands Fu Xuechen's situation that he can't eat two big drumsticks.

She has been exercising for a long time this afternoon. She is terribly hungry now. Now that she has all the big chicken legs in front of her, she is no longer pretentious.

Fu Xuechen responded indiscriminately, still being lazy and indifferent.

In fact, there are a lot of careful machines in my heart.

To flirt with girls, naturally, you have to work hard to create opportunities to get along, even if you want to eat two big drumsticks, you have to separate them.

In short, in order to flirt with his sister, Fu Xuechen was no longer the Fu Xuechen he knew.

Fu Xuechen grabbed the chicken thigh and took a bite. In fact, the taste was still the same. His taste was sweet and mild, and he might even think it was ordinary, but it was probably because the people who accompany him to eat chicken thighs were different, and now he found it strangely delicious.

He swallowed the chicken in his mouth, and then asked slowly, "Ran wake up, do you want to eat something else, after all, it's rare to come here once."

In fact, Ran Xing also wanted to eat something else. It's a pity that she didn't eat too much or even packed it away. But, she didn't bring a mobile phone, and it took time to eat other things. She's not too troublesome. He shook his head: "No need, I'll be full after eating a chicken leg."

ah ah ah ah...

Want to eat pickled fish, want to eat Sichuan cuisine, want to eat barbecue...

No way, we must pull the whole bedroom for dinner tomorrow! Dinner!

Fu Xuechen glanced down at the little girl who was nibbling on a chicken leg. She was wearing a ponytail and wearing white Tee ripped jeans. She looked clean, simple and sweet. Such a tricky girl.

Fu Xuechen's expression was a little cold, and he couldn't help speculating about the girl's true thoughts about him.

Ran Xing and Fu Xuechen walked side by side on the depraved street. One was tall and the other was short, one was Ningya and the other was cute. They had the same big drumstick in their hands. They looked very CP-like. of the kind.

The two people's gossip posts on the forum are so popular, a large part of the reason is that the two are too right when they are in the same frame, and there are a lot of replies because of the CP couple of Fan Dashen and Xiao Kawai.

Ran wakes up at this moment, in a daze.

She tilted her head and glanced at Fu Xuechen, and saw that Fu Xuechen was eating chicken legs casually while walking.

Good-looking people will inevitably pay special attention to their own image, hoping that they will be perfect all the time, so the behavior of eating chicken legs while walking seems a bit silly and not elegant, but Fu Xuechen is probably a god who is not very airy. He can even eat while he is so cute, and naturally he also eats chicken legs while walking...

It feels very casual and down-to-earth.

However, he is good-looking, noble and peaceful in temperament, pleasing to the eyes no matter what he does, and eating a chicken leg also has a sense of gentleness and elegance.

Ran Xing would think that Fu Xuechen like this is pretty good.

It's too tiring to live for the kind of person who set up a shape for the sake of shit.

Ran Xing is the kind of little girl who is a little confused, and she will think about a lot of things in a daze while walking on the road.

This time was no exception, thinking about things in a mess and not paying attention to the road conditions.

So, when a speeding electric car came on the other side, she couldn't react a bit.

Fu Xuechen looked at the electric car whizzing in front of him and was startled, he quickly pulled Ran Xing to the side of the road to hide.

Ran Xing's slender arm was grabbed, and then, being pulled by someone, her footsteps were unstable, and she crashed straight into a clean and clear embrace with a faint woody amber fragrance.

Fu Xuechen looked at the thin and soft little girl in his arms, and was stunned on the spot.

He really didn't think much about it at the time, he just thought about pulling Ran Xing to let the car.

Then, the petite and lovely girl's forehead hit his chest directly.

His left chest, the position of his heart, was hit by the little girl's head and it hurt a little, and more of it was the wild heartbeat of "puff" and "puff".

That collision made Fu Xuechen's heart pound like a deer.

He suddenly had a sense of finding his lost rib, as if holding this little girl like this would make him truly whole.

And the life in his arms, tender and slender, fragile and soft, seems to be waiting for him to guard.

Fu Xuechen's face was slightly flushed.

He, who has been calm and calm since he was a child, blushed in panic because he accidentally hugged a girl.

Ran Xing fell into Fu Xuechen's chest, and was actually a little dumbfounded.

But she also knew that this was an accident.

Fu Xuechen pulled her down just because of her, and she stumbled into his arms before she could stand firm.

The scent that belongs to men is eroded. It is not the scent of perfume, but the faint amber scent of his body, mixed with the lemon scent of the washing powder on his clothes. It smells so good that Ran Xing can't help but want to smell it carefully. .

But it was impossible for Ran Xing to really take a sniff.

She reacted quickly, and then still took it lightly, even if she was hugged by the big handsome, her heart was still calm.

She knew that this picture of romance novels was generally sweet and sultry.

But she knew better that it was a coincidence, and the ambiguity was just a coincidence.

So she didn't even blushed, she just pushed him to signal, and then evacuated from his arms.

Fu Xuechen was pushed back by Ran Xing, his soul returned, and he felt that he had been hugged for a long time, but in fact that hug was only fleeting, it took less than three seconds to add up, but he just apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry. Ah, I didn't do it on purpose, the electric car drove over at that time, I didn't think much about it, so I pulled you to hide."

Ran Xing nodded calmly: "I know, I didn't misunderstand you."

Fu Xuechen suddenly began to feel congested.

Ran Xing raised his eyes, looked at him, and began to thank him sincerely: "Thank you very much, thank you very much, I was stunned when I watched the electric car drive over, and I didn't react at all. Really. Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I would have been hit by a car today."

Fu Xuechen covered his blushing cheeks, regained his calmness and calmness, and then looked at the little girl's extremely sincere and sincere face without the slightest blushing or panic, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

Ran Xing saw that Fu Xuechen, who was always smiling and smiling, stood there with a slack face and listened to his thanks. He also felt that expressing his gratitude verbally was not sincere, and the school's practice of thanking people was done with chicken legs. She and Fu Xuechen were also invited to eat big chicken legs. .

So, Ran Xing pondered for a moment, looked over with big moist and bright eyes, and suggested, "How about... I'll add a chicken leg to you!"

The author has something to say: the stalk of adding a chicken leg is used here without any sense of disobedience.

Fu Shen: Every time I flirt with a girl, I change the drumstick and cry.

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