I’ve Liked Your Boyfriend for a Long Time

When Luo Qingshan received a reply from the mother, Sui was holding a hot towel from the bathroom.

The Sui scored the towel in his hand, and he wanted to help Luo Qingshan, stopped by Luo Qingshan: "I will come."

The Suiji action is a meal, and the towel is given to him.

Luo Qingshan squared two faces, and his eyes were put on the phone.

[Luo Qingshan: Auntie, I went to travel to bring you a few specialties. I have nestled some small contradictions. I can't transfer the gift to you. When will you have time?

[: Nothing, the gift is not available, there is no shortage, and we are not in China, thank you.

Luo Qingshan blinds the temptation of the temple, supporting the body from the bed.

Sui gave him a position, grabbed his elbow: "Nothing, can you go?"

"Can." Luo Qingshan voice hoarse, passing his shoulders when passing by, "I am in trouble yesterday."

The Suich's smile was stiff to his face until the toilet door closed.

He is very sensitive to the contact between boys. Luo Qingshan just took the two times, it is the gratitude to the brother, there is no other meaning.

Sui booked a breakfast, and the soldiers were just out of time.

"I bought soy milk strip, eat a little bit, you drink too much yesterday, don't eat it, you will be stomach." Sui put things on the table, "Your face is very bad, uncomfortable?"

Luo Qing Mountain is very sinking, not much better than the way to the hotel last night.

"I have been here yesterday." He biting two fritters, finally couldn't help but open the mouth.

Sui Q: "Then? Are you quarreling?"

Luo Qingshan drank a large soy milk: "Then ... he took the strictly."

Sui picked the eyebrows and the face was subtle.

Luo Qingshan couldn't help, he was too angry. He has been a temper last night, or he can smash the store.

Worried that you have trouble, he can only ask someone to take himself away.

"Strict ..." Sui deliberately paused, "We can't."

Luo Qingshan asked: "What is it?"

"Nothing, I suddenly remembered ... I like him seem to have a bit contradictory." Su Mi smiled, "I chatted in the group, I didn't have a few words, do you forget?"

Luo Qingshan, of course, remember.

Sui also said: "But I remember that you and I will break up for a few days? It is not so fast at the rocket ... You didn't find anything wrong with you before?"

Luo Qingshan can't eat breakfast, he put down the fritters and turned to take a jacket.

Suiqi hurressed him: "Where are you going?"

"Back to the dormitory." Luo Qingshan said, "Thank you for picking me last night."

Luo Qingshan went to the door and was draped again by Sui.

Sui frowned, and he rarely had such a expression, for a long time, he squeezed out: "Qingshan brother, I will take you green, you still have to find him?"

Luo Qingshan said: "It is a strict error."

Sui still wants to ask, but Luo Qingshan's strength is too strong, he can't catch up.

So he could only ask the question that was most want to ask: "Brother, in your eyes ... Who is me?"

"Good friend." Luo Qingshan suddenly throws three words, then reached out and kneaded the neck of the Sui, was perfunctory as the action. "You continue to rest, I will give you a day, I will go. "

In the middle of the night, I will put the painted manuscript to Party A, I plan to go to the computer to sleep. Who knows that the news is just less than ten seconds, QQ prompt sound is like a fan of ram.

[TZG high: ah]

[TZG "Ah: Ah, ah, what is your fairy?

[TZG is high: big, your wife is too powerful! You are too strong! What can I have a good painting! ! !

[Non-clothes: ... is the information and photos you give.

[TZG "high: I am very good, I'm so good! !

[TZG high: Can I send Weibo? Mother? Can you take the site to do a helping? [prayer]

[Non-clothes: Yes, this price is a private manus, commercial needs to discuss the price with me.

[TZG "high: understand! Memai people are so sweet!

[Non-clothes: ............]

This kind of words are not the first time, Weibo's fans seem to think that he is a girl.

After paying the scriptures, I am so angry, and QQ is closed.

His eyes fell to the last picture file of the computer desktop. After a few seconds, he double-click.

The boy's eyebrows are somewhat cold, and the shoulders are loose with Tzg's team. The fingers are free to take the keyboard, and they are slightly messy training rooms, a few empty electric chairs, just placed other teammates. .

Strictly enjoys the perfect integration into this environment, as if he is itself a power selection.

I looked quietly for a while until the mobile phone reminder sound.

[Strictly: After the day Lin Xulhuan, go to the base together?

[: Can't, he didn't tell me, unauthorized don't be very good.

[Strictly: He originally said that I will live.

[: ......]

[Severe: See the evening of the day?

: Good.

[Strictly: Sleep early]

When I returned, I was also, then turned off the dialog, put it to the mobile phone after the Tzg team was passed, and sent it to Weibo.

After the washing is over, there are hundreds of comments below Weibo.

I rarely returned to the comments, but he seems to be extra intensive tonight, lying on the bed, holding a mobile phone.

[Ah, it is a handsome guy! good looking! It feels a lot of paintings before the pain, is it a business?

[I think is like a person?

[Non-clothes: Not a business manuscript, nor is it true.

[Is a virtual person? Is there a follow-up? I want to be!

[Non-clothing: It is the person around you.

[Mrs. Is there such a handsome person? ! I do not believe! It is definitely beautified!

[Non-clothes: Yes.

[Wait, this background, this e-sports powder is inexplicable,

[It is not that I think! Which electric election hand is? It's not reason, so handsome, I should have an impression.

[Non-clothing: is not a player.

After returning, I thought about it, and I replied more about this floor.

[Non-clothes: But he is also very powerful.

After the rear, it was repeatedly replied, until I trapped to sleep, I didn't think of it, I didn't think of it, and I sent a microblogging itself. It is a way of saving or commemoration. It is not for those Available.

Lin Xuli lived on the day, there is no lesson. He went to buy a gift early in the afternoon. When he came back, he saw Yan Zhou stood outside the school, black baseball cap, white sweater, wearing a mask, holding two glasses of normal temperature tea in his hand .

He figured, the male and female passed by, I would like to see him.

Strictly turned to the head, the two pairs on the upper line.

Strictly enjoys the two or three steps to him, hand it on the milk tea, and ask: "What did you buy?"

I said: "A small shoulder neck massage device."

Small?

Strictly looked at the bag of the eye drums, and it is not inseparable.

Because it is still in the game, Lin Xuan Huan's birthday is over the base. When two people go to the base, a table is aligned, and the wine is also available.

It is rigging in the meal, Lin Xuanhuan's gift, caught in the hand: "Take a look, see! This is called a gift! You see what kind of work you all ..."

The coach asked: "What did they send?"

"Buy the shoes sent by the shoes, the banking event sent by the umbrella, and the mother is written on the bank's logo ... Is Laozi is a trash?" Lin Xuhuan died, pointed to their own assault, "This is stupid Send me 5 G's films! "

The assault is straightforward: "Do you think I think? Still not a hand. What is the disaster moon in this month? How do I feel that everyone will live in this month?"

Lin Xuan Huan "Well": "If I saw your trumpet last night, I had to believe it."

: "..."

Lin Xuan Huan is enough, take a photo of the food with the mobile phone, ready to send Weibo to share with his own fans.

Lin Xuan Huiqing always likes to hang the fan in the mouth, he does have a lot of fans, the number of microblogs can be placed on the front three and the advertiser of the first three and the name of the advertisement.

So he opened Weibo, he was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the fans.

Most of them wish him a happy birthday, there are some direct microblogging red envelopes, and there is a small part of a special birthday gift.

Lin Xuluan smiled and smiled, until he saw a fan of a fan, couldn't help but "lys".

It is a fan of the "TZG", and he hangs and handsome in the painting.

He repeatedly saw a few times, couldn't help but reply: [You are very good.

Not a few seconds, the one of that head is crazy, "Ah," I have sent several talented days.

[TZG race: no, no, etc.! The painting is not my painting, it is @ !

Lin Xuli curiously entered the other @ @ .

It's very quiet, even if you are in such a caucasian environment, he also opened, just occasionally heard two fun words, will laugh.

When you have more time to play, everyone has released some, when the assault gave himself down, staring at the empty cup in front of the sea.

The assault hand wants to give him a cup: ", you will come ..."

Strictly lifting the hand to block the mouth of the mouth: "He doesn't drink."

The assault, and then laughed: "How do you like his parents, it's a little bit, nothing."

Recently, they have games, and thousands of coaches will allow them to allow them two small cups of pink bee.

Strictly losing to the gone, realizing that the other party is coming with your own opinion, I said: "It doesn't matter, I can drink."

The assault smile: "See ..."

"My Grass!" Lin Xuli loudly, "my grass! Brother!"

His volume is too big, strictly listening to frown: "What?"

Lin Xuluan turned the phone and turned over: "You look at the people in this painting! Like you!"

Strictly lifting the eye, I haven't seen it carefully, and people around me have cough.

It's rare to panic, slightly, and some don't know what it is.

Lin Xulie, is his painting.

In order to say ... is the strictness of his painting.

But ... how will it? His microblogging powder is not much, this is not a business manuscript, there is no publicity, why will I be released by Lin Xuan? !

Strict voice floats from the side: "I will see it."

I saw myself in the painting, and I was strictly awkward. I watched the big picture and saw two eyes.

For a long time, he went to the ID of the blogger.

Not with clothes.

"I am going, it is true." The coach on his body came to see his eyes, surprised, "Is this really not you?"

Strictly enjoys the people around the eyes, they are low, and the chopsticks are pinched in a round of fans.

He looked at a laugh, faint: "Who knows."

"And I looked at this blogger reply, he said that he painted is a real person, and it will play games ..." Lin Xuli Huan Dao, "Is it so evil door?"

The coach also watched both eyes: "You don't think, even this background, is it like a small trainer?"

I don't know how to eat, I should not be lazy to refer to TZG training room.

"Waiting, brother, is it possible to be like this." Lin Xuan hit a must-have a must-have a beard, "this person will be a fan when you have a young training, although you have left years, she has always put you Put in your heart ... "

"No." Strictly said, "I haven't been so long before."

Lin Xuan Huan also looked at: "... also."

The assault: "Hey, the more you look like it, this is definitely you ... have you been chasing you recently, is there a young girl with painting?"

It's just like a one, it is like a name, and the heart is jumping as a drum.

"No." Strictly said, "Learning to paint, I know much."

The people on the table surveyed for a long time around this painting, it was severned to listen quietly, until the face around him was buried in the bowl, he said: "Ok, make a hacker. Eat, do not play training Race? "

Although it is a birthday of Lin Xin, it has a game, and everyone is still training.

Because the cake didn't eat last year, I greeted my face. This year, Lin Xuan is just not binding cake, and the wine is full, and a few people reach lazy to the match.

As always, the coach has arranged the auditorium. He followed the strictness and shoulder, when I went to the training room and the budging of the lounge, it was strictly for his fingers, and he could stop the footsteps.

Strict off did not stop, he wiped his shoulder and screamed the sound.

"The painting is very good." He said, "Thank you, teacher."