In the next few days, it was nothing more than moving and preparing for the start of school, so Lin Xingquan and Jun Huaifeng both terminated their work - of course, it was almost impossible to terminate completely, Lin Xingquan spent a few more nights writing copywriting and analyzing a recent investment project with Jun Hui, and Jun Huaifeng still had to regularly discuss various development matters with Hope and several other designers and senior management.

In fact, when they learned that they were going to move out, there was a lot of conflict in the family. Of course, Junhui didn't worry about them coming out. Lonely men and widows are in the same room, and Lin Xingquan is still a 15-year-old girl, how good is this!

Especially next to him, there is a sister-in-law Deng who is fanning the flames in private, and even claims conclusively that Lin Xingquan and Jun Huaifeng have no taboos even if they are on the third watch in the middle of the night.

But she didn't expect her words to be counterproductive. Instead, Junhui broke the jar and let them out.

However, the two parties naturally do not take care of so much.

Even for them, it is a new life, a happy life that truly belongs to them.

Their new home is a two-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen and one-bathroom on the seventh floor of an apartment building, with a very simple layout. However, within two days, Jun Huaifeng had almost moved all his own things.

As a result, the house was much more chaotic.

After a long time of hard work, the two of them finally figured out a qiē thing. There is no TV in the living room, so when you come in, you can see things like easel paints, next to a bookshelf desk and coffee table, and a simple sofa.

A qiē is very good.

However, they soon realized that this happy life did not last long - it ended on the third day of moving in.

Exhausted from the hard work of the previous two days, they went to bed early the next night when they finally figured it out. It was still very late the next day.

Although Lin Xingquan's physique is not very good, the long-term tossing makes her much more resilient than Jun Huaifeng. When she found that it was close to noon, she quickly got up to brush her teeth and wash her face, while Jun Huaifeng heard her movement and got up.

"How many points?"

Hearing this, Lin Xingquan looked up at the mirror of the washstand. In the mirror, Jun Huaifeng's consciousness seems to be still stuck in a nostalgic dream, the standard peach blossom eyes are hidden in the shadows by the thick and slender eyelashes, and the facial curves that originally seemed slightly cold have also softened a lot because of the confused expression. However, what was one hand holding her waist while she was washing her face?

"Big brother, what do you want to do?" She sighed silently, but she could only ignore him, wring out the towel in her hand and hanging it up, before turning around, "You want to ...... Hmmm......"

He held her firmly, even grabbing one of her hands. Like a man in the desert asking for a drop of water, his lips and tongue sucked at her cold softness. She was powerless to resist and had to submit to his intimacy.

It can only be said that many times Lin Xingquan wonders if Jun Huaifeng has read a lot of president articles for no reason. This is always the case when he is in a good mood or is not very conscious (such as when he is drunk or has just woken up).

Fortunately...... He seemed to wake up quickly, letting go of her, and even giving her a gentle nudge.

"Little broken child, you can't use it."

“……”

One sentence cleared up the original ambiguous atmosphere. Lin Xingquan had no choice but to walk to the living room and wait for him speechlessly.

"Do you buy groceries and cook them?"

"I'm not in the mood, let's go eat outside."

The two of them packed up and went out. It's just that as soon as they entered the elevator, the two were taken aback.

Luo Ying and Lin Xinghai? How did they end up here?

And Luo Ying and Lin Xinghai also showed embarrassed expressions, and the four of them looked at each other for a while.

"You--did you come to him? When did you know we lived here? Luo Ying finally opened his mouth cautiously.

"No, it's not. Wait, you guys live here too? ”

"Ah, yes, we live on the eighth floor, no, no, don't get me wrong, I'm not in the same room as him-" Luo Ying suddenly felt that she was getting darker and darker, fortunately, no one seemed to care about her and Lin Xinghai.

"Xingquan, do you live here?"

Lin Xinghai's gloom that could not be concealed made the atmosphere drop to freezing. Lin Xingquan sighed helplessly and said slowly: "It's more convenient to go to school here, that's why I moved here." ”

"Yes." Lin Xinghai looked at Lin Xingquan with a gun-like expression, and his tone was even more gloomy.

"Yes." Lin Xingquan said affirmatively.

Lin Xinghai looked at Lin Xingquan's calm and determined face, and was speechless for a while.

However, the arrival of the elevator on the first floor interrupted their embarrassment. Luo Ying saved the field.

"I guess everyone hasn't had lunch, let's go eat together."

The other three did not speak—acquiescing.

At the dinner table, Luo Ying and Lin Xingquan talked about Ganlin High School very actively.

"My brother transferred to a second year of high school, so he can be regarded as a senior. However, he still didn't know anything about Ganlin High School. ”

"The second year of high school starts earlier than us, so he can go to class tomorrow, and by the way, he will also help us inquire. However, I also know some things about Ganlin High School, which is said to be ...... because most of them are children from rich families. Something is different. ”

"Ah, how's it going?"

"That's it, anyway, they are allowed to bring laptops into school, and they talk about stocks, industries, and so on during recess......

Although the two boys were eating with their heads bored before, and occasionally looked up at each other with hostility, they couldn't help but say in unison at this moment: "Pretend." ”

Lin Xingquan and Luo Ying looked at them in amazement.

"If I knew it was like this, it would be better to send you to the third middle school." Jun Huaifeng regretted that he didn't care much about Lin Xingquan's school career before - no wonder she later became infected with vanity, and she became inexplicably depressed, definitely not only because of pressure. You must know that although Jun Huaifeng is an art student, he was also a top student in the third middle school back then.

And Lin Xinghai, the current ordinary high school bully, not to mention, he is just studying or studying.

They can't imagine that in high school, they would concentrate on studying those high-level finance, finance, and industry...... At the same time, it must be an endless and meaningless comparison.

The common understanding made the two boys put aside the controversy for the time being, but Luo Ying and Lin Xingquan chose to ignore their objections.

"It's all here, leave it to fate, anyway, it's a big deal that the three of us play together and don't care about others." Luo Ying spread his hands, "And you have to learn these things too, otherwise how can you help me in the future." ”

When Lin Xinghai heard this, he was a little embarrassed.

"I'm worried that you won't find someone to play basketball with." Lin Xingquan changed the topic indifferently, "I won't play those again." ”

"I'll accompany him." Luo Ying shrugged.

"How do two people play?"

“……”