outside the door.

Jiang Xingyi and Jiang Zeyu are still waiting.

Jiang Zeyu crossed his legs and acted like a fool. He had never waited for a girl before, so he didn't know that it took so long to wait for a girl to finish dressing up.

Jiang Zeyu glanced at the clock on the wall boredly, and yawned, "How long will this take?"

Jiang Xingyi sat on the other side of the sofa, flipped through the fashion magazines on the coffee table, and replied casually, "Wait."

Jiang Zeyu pouted and said nothing.

He turned on the screen of his mobile phone, turned it off, turned it on again, and turned it off again. Every time he turned on the screen, a WeChat message would appear in the middle of the screen.

Jiang Zeyu was really bored, so he clicked into the WeChat dialog box and sent four words, "Don't be noisy, very busy."

The other party was also very aggrieved, "Brother Yu, I don't care about you."

Jiang Zeyu looked at a series of questions such as "Brother Yu, how are you doing now? Did you choose your clothes? How does your sister's upper body work? Are you finished?" and replied lazily. .

"No."

other side:? ? ? No? what?

Brother Yu is not looking for him now, which can only mean that he is no longer needed.

Otherwise, he can't be self-taught, right?

Moreover, he was still actively seeking out-of-field support just now. Could it be that he has other assistance now?

Others helped Ben Li to finish flipping through the fashion magazines, leaned back on the sofa, and asked casually, "I heard that you are in the same class with my sister now?"

Jiang Zeyu responded vaguely.

"In school, you definitely can't help her. If someone else bullies her in the school, you can help."

In this regard, Jiang Zeyu is very confident.

"Don't worry, with me, no one dares to bully her."

"Yes." Jiang Xingyi affirmed, "That's what you are capable of."

Jiang Zeyu rolled his eyes again, ignoring him.

Jiang Xingyi's hands were crossed and resting on his knees. He asked casually, "You used to go racing a lot, why don't you go now?"

Jiang Xingyi knew Jiang Zeyu's name on the racing circuit, and he also knew that he had not heard this name for a long time in the recent racing competition.

"Quit." Jiang Zeyu lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, "Now I just want to study hard and go to a university."

"Oh……"

Jiang Xingyi lengthened the ending, "The last one?"

"So what?" Jiang Zeyu sneered, "I didn't know you had time to care about my results while you were on a concert tour."

"I don't care. I just need to ask who is the last one in the third grade of middle and high school, and see if you still hold this throne."

Jiang Zeyu: "...It shows how good your previous grades are."

"Just better than you."

Jiang Zeyu: Indifference.jpg.

"But then again..." Jiang Xingyi asked back, "You still know I'm on a concert tour?"

Jiang Xingyi's face only had the words "So you care about me so much".

Jiang Zeyu raised his voice and denied, "Please, there are posters all over the street. I don't want to see them, don't you think? Do you think I want to care about you?"

"I don't think so."

"Then don't be selfish."

While the two were still fighting each other, the door opened and two people came out, but no one noticed.

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