[Lotus Cake] He won't have a crush on me, will he? !

Chapter 21

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The door was opened with a click, and Ao Ling stuck his head in: "Hey? You really fell asleep!"

Ao Bing yawned and rubbed his eyes: "I'm too tired from playing today..."

"Okay, then I'll look for you when you get up in the morning." Ao Ling turned around and wanted to leave.

Ao Bing let out a long sigh of relief with his arms around Nezha.

"Brother, why do I feel that you... are fat?" Ao Ling turned around with some doubts.

The hand covering his face tightened suddenly, Nezha rolled his eyes, and was almost smothered in his arms.

"No, no, I just changed the thick quilt."

……

Ao Ling frowned, looked suspiciously at the abnormally protruding quilt, closed the door and left.

Ao Bing let go of Nezha with a sigh of relief, and sweat flowed down his temples to the pit of his neck.

"Fuck!" Nezha quickly poked his head out of the bed and breathed hard. "To be honest, you just tightened your hand and I almost died on your bed."

"Sorry, I didn't control my strength well..."

"Explain, your sister is here, why are you hiding me?" Nezha turned over to hold Ao Bing down, and put his hands next to the other's head.

This posture with a strong sense of oppression and ambiguity made Ao Bing so nervous that he couldn't say a word, and his body that had finally calmed down felt hot again.

It is impossible to leak secrets. He is such an honest and loyal person. If he promises to others, he must do well, let alone that person is his own sister.

It's not that he's afraid that the photos of his childhood attire will be spread, after all, he himself has already disguised himself as a woman in front of the teachers and students of the school, but he simply doesn't want this incident to hurt Ao Ling.

If Nezha is told the truth, and Nezha doesn't like Ao Ling, how should the subsequent plan be carried out?Most importantly, where should his sister save face?

As for why people hide...

Ao Bing's face turned red all of a sudden.

——Because he has selfish motives.

"Huh? Talk." Nezha lowered his head and whispered softly in his ear.

The heartbeat was so violent that I felt a pain in my chest. Ao Bing avoided the hot eyes above, and rested his trembling hands on Nezha's shoulder: "...don't make trouble, I'm just afraid that my dad will find out that I brought friends back to play in the middle of the night, he Control me more strictly."

"Is that so?" Nezha couldn't help showing a smirk.

Pretend, the bottom is so damn hard that it hits my thigh, and I still pretend.

The warm breath gradually blended together, Nezha stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, and stared deeply into the other's eyes.

With such a distance and such eyes, Ao Bing understands even if he is ignorant, their behavior at this moment has already far exceeded the boundaries of friends.

There was a loud bang in his head, and Ao Bing quickly turned his face away, and pushed Nezha's shoulders away with both hands in panic: "Get up quickly! I am so crushed by you that I can't breathe!"

"..."

OK.

Nezha raised his eyebrows, and straightened up from the bed with his hands.

——If you don’t say yes, then I won’t say either. I’d like to see who can persevere to the end.

"Then don't disturb Master Ao's rest, I'll go first." He opened the window somewhat disappointed, squatted on the window sill, and the cold wind blew on his equally hot cheeks.

"Good night." He smiled back.

Ao Bing stared blankly at Nezha flipping down from the window sill, unable to think about any problems for a while.

He kept his eyes empty, leaned against the head of the bed in the same posture and blew the cold wind for almost two hours, and then gradually calmed down the hotness in his body, and regained his former rationality.

Then, a thought that shocked him suddenly came out of his mind.

Nezha he...

he……

……

Ao Bing curled up his legs, opened his eyes wide, and stretched out his hands to tightly grab his hair.

——He won't have a crush on me, will he? !

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The weekend is really a good day to stay in the dormitory, especially on this ghostly day with howling cold wind.

All the members of the 250 dormitory were still discussing whether they should go out to the next restaurant together on a rare weekend, and they were all blown back by the cold wind as soon as they opened the door a second later.

What restaurant are you going to?Isn't the meal delicious?

however……

"Why is my delivery the slowest every time..." Nezha was so hungry that he lay down on the table. "I strongly suspect that you are using 'are you', and I am using 'hungry crazy'."

Yang Jian and Ji Fa taunted him ruthlessly as usual, and the former opened the takeaway box unscrupulously to emit fragrance in his direction.

"Yang Gou, if you play to death, your takeaway will be mine in a second."

Lei Zhenzi turned his head and glanced at Nezha, who was lying on his stomach. After struggling for a few seconds, he got up and put the unopened takeaway on the other party's table.

"Brother Zha, if you don't dislike it, you can eat my portion first. I'm not very hungry now."

In fact, he was dying of hunger, but he never dared to tell Nezha about the loss of his love letter last night. He felt very guilty and tried to use this method to alleviate a little guilt.

Nezha raised his head and glanced at Lei Zhenzi in surprise: "...That's not necessary, you should eat by yourself."

In fact, he also noticed that Lei Zhenzi was very abnormal today, he always looked at him with averted eyes, and he seemed hesitant to speak from time to time.

"It's okay, Brother Zha, you can eat." Lei Zhenzi hurried back to his seat after putting the takeaway on his table.

Nezha:? ? ?

Just when he made a black question mark expression, the mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated several times in a row. He opened it and saw that it was a message from Daji——

Show me your heart: [smile] [smile] [smile]

Let me see your heart: the more I think about it, the more I feel wrong.

Let me see your heart: Smelly brother, I seriously doubt whether you have sent the love letter to the senior!

Let me see your heart: I clearly wrote in the letter that I would wait for him in the back garden of the auditorium after the performance, but I waited until the lights were turned off and no ghost came [smile]

……

Reminiscent of Lei Zhenzi's abnormal behavior, Nezha immediately had a bad feeling and turned off his phone without daring to reply.

"Little Lei, come here..."

Lei Zhenzi was so frightened that he shook his body, got up and slowly moved to Nezha: "...Brother Zha, I actually wanted to confess to you this morning."

Nezha smiled wryly: "Confess what?"

"Uh, I, just...just..." Lei Zhenzi was thinking about how to organize his words so that he would not be beaten to death by his brother Zha. "I... ran too fast last night, and lost the love letter to... "

As soon as the words fell, Nezha almost shed two lines of blood and tears.

"Do you know what you have done!!!" He got up and gave the other party a chokehold.

"You fucking sleep in the bathroom for me tonight!!!"

Yang Jian looked back at the two of them suspiciously: "Oh, I seem to have missed a big show???"

"Oh—Brother Zha, please spare me! But I saw Boyi Kao! I also explained the situation to him, and he said he understood!" Although the expression was a little ambiguous.

Hearing his own brother's name, Ji Fa couldn't sit still: "Hey, stop, what's wrong with my brother?"

Lei Zhenzi said with an aggrieved face, "I lost the love letter from Nezha's friend to your brother..."

Nezha: "Dude, can you think of a way? I'm afraid my friend will run away on the spot!"

The corner of Ji Fa's mouth twitched, and he was silent for a while and asked, "Is your friend a man or a woman?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, you must be a girl, the kind who looks pretty."

After hearing this, Ji Fa shook his head again and again: "It doesn't matter, don't worry about it, it's useless even if the love letter is delivered."

"Why?!"

"My brother likes men."

TBC

Daji: I doubt the auxiliary equipment I made all the way [smile]

Check the record: 0-1-6 (no object, robbed a man, assisted six people)