Fan Zhuang looked at Hong Jinqiu, who was sitting opposite him and gnawing on chicken legs, his brows were wrinkled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He looked at Hong Jinqiu now and couldn't help but remember what he looked like when he was a woman, that beautiful face looked carefully, in fact, the face between his eyebrows and eyes was a little similar to that of a woman, and he sometimes looked at it and was a little distracted.

Hong Jinqiu only eats chicken, nothing else, several times he brought up that he wanted to eat raw chicken, Fan Zhuang remembered the appearance of him when he ate raw chicken, and the hairs all over his body immediately stood up, and stopped this person: "Don't think about it!" If you really want to eat, find a way to get it yourself, don't expect me to buy it for you, and don't let me see it when you eat it, I'm afraid I'll have nightmares. ”

Hong Jin pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly: "Then it's okay not to eat the total, right?" ”

Fan Zhuang was speechless, turned his head to eat his own food, and ignored him.

The food in the school can't keep up, and the meat and vegetables are expensive, not to mention unpalatable.

Fan Zhuang called Haidilao, talked to people for a long time, and then went to the phone of several nearby restaurants, and after ordering the meal, he slipped to the wall of the backyard of the bedroom like a thief, and waited for the person who delivered the food to arrive, and asked the family to throw the takeaway from the opposite side of the wall, and then they tied the money to the garbage and threw it out.

At first, I also tried to order two small stir-fries, no, I threw it in and threw it up, the soup was thrown out of the packing box, and the braised fish I ordered was smashed into fish sauce, and it was okay to eat fast, what hamburger fried chicken or the like, I was not afraid of falling.

Hong Jinqiu loves fried chicken, so Fan Zhuang has to buy it for him, he can nibble on ten chicken legs at a time, and he has to be half-full.

Fan Zhuang has a headache every time he orders a meal, and he can't help but let Hong Jinqiu get out of here, he doesn't eat and drink here, his money is not blown by the wind, it is given by Han Sicheng and Fan Yingying, but it can't all be spent indiscriminately, you have to save some.

Hong Jinqiu tilted his head and swept Fan Zhuang with small eyes: "I am also willing to pay in exchange, the key is that you don't do it." ”

"What have you paid for, and I won't do it?" Fan Zhuang was speechless, this demon is too thick-skinned, and he can't wait to listen to him when he talks to him!

Hong Jinqiu squinted at Fan Zhuang, his eyes swept from the top of his head to his feet: "I want to make a promise with my body, but I'm afraid you won't." ”

Fan Zhuang's face turned red, speechless, and he wanted to cry a little, this demon actually blatantly tuned? Drama him.

The boss looked at Hong Jinqiu with strange eyes on the side, and snorted coldly: "That's because you chose the wrong person." ”

When Hong Jinqiu heard this, he turned his head to look at the boss: "Oh? So what do you recommend? ”

The boss looked at Hong Jinqiu and smiled slightly: "You can choose me." ”

As soon as Fan Zhuang heard this, he immediately stepped on Hong Jinqiu under the table, you dead fox, and you actually cast a spell again.

Hong Jinqiu's face was innocent, there was nothing wrong with it, this person was sick and went to the house to find death, it had nothing to do with him, Hong Jinqiu entered the school, except for the day he changed the dormitory, he never used spells.

He looked at the boss and saw that this person was very vigorous, not a short-lived person, so he immediately lost interest, lowered his head and continued to eat his own things.

Fan Zhuang didn't believe what he said at all, the boss looked quite normal at first glance, would he like Hong Jinqiu? Unless he's crazy!

The classes in the school are very tight every day, and Fan Zhuang's enthusiasm for learning at the beginning began to fade little by little, plus Hong Jinqiu slept on his top bunk for a while, and he hunted demons every night.

It's not that no one is paying attention, making a little trick, turning the partition between the upper and lower bunks into transparent glass, so that Fan Zhuang opened his eyes in a daze in the middle of the night to take a look, and saw Hong Jinqiu lying on top of his head in the air, scared a spirit, and no longer sleepy, but waited until the middle of the night, this person simply got down from the top bunk, lay in Fan Zhuang's arms, and put on a special bird's posture, waiting for Fan Zhuang to be squeezed awake, and when he opened his eyes, his soul was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, and then he climbed back to his upper bunk with a smile.

Fan Zhuang can't sleep well at night, and he has to deal with heavy studies during the day, so he can't stay up a little, he is always sleepy during the day, and sometimes he starts to be disobedient when he listens to the lectures.

Fan Zhuang was a little angry, and his mouth was full of foams.

Hong Jinqiu looked at him like this, slowly became honest, and obediently lay on the bed to sleep at night, not tossing around.

Fan Zhuang was used to being scared by him before, Leng Buding was honest, he was still a little uncomfortable, he always woke up in the middle of the night, saw that there was no one around, and there was nothing strange, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep, until it was almost dawn, so he could barely fall asleep.

This state lasted for more than ten days before it eased up a little.

After getting along for a long time, Fan Zhuang began to reject Hong Jinqiu not as much as before, others are good-looking, and they are rare in themselves, plus he is okay like a small follower, he is accompanied by him every day, Fan Zhuang goes wherever he goes, Fan Zhuang eats, he rushes to serve, class, he helps carry textbooks.

Fan Zhuang can't stand being treated well by others, and Hong Jinqiu is still very considerate and understanding, slowly, Fan Zhuang began to get used to having Hong Jinqiu around him, and there was more and more tacit understanding between the two of them.

On weekend nights, Fan Yingying followed Han Sicheng and his group to visit Fan Zhuang, and the whole bedroom was out together, there were too many people, so they asked for two tables and ate stir-fried vegetables together.

In front of outsiders, Fan Yingying couldn't serve vegetables to Bian An, so she didn't bring him over at night.

Fan Zhuang was next to Fan Yingying and pulled her to complain: "The courses in school are too difficult, and there are too many things to memorize, I can't remember them, and now I find that my brain is not good." ”

Fan Yingying comforted him: "Don't get too angry, learn slowly, what you learn is what you do, just do your best." ”

After eating that day, Fan Yingying saw that it was too late, so she came again the next night and sent Fan Zhuang a lot of nutritional medicines, from the brain to the internal organs, for fear that he would be too tired from studying and hurt his body.

Fan Zhuang actually doesn't like to take medicine, but when he thinks of these medicines, his sister paid for them specially for him, so he can only take them on time and on time.

Every time he took it, he found that the medicine seemed to have been touched, and at first he didn't take it seriously, but then it became more and more obvious, he turned his head and asked the others in the dormitory: "Which of you has touched my medicine?" ”

Everyone waved their hands, if something good could still be touched, who would touch the medicine!

Fan Zhuang wondered, could it be that he is really a bit stupid now? Severe memory deterioration to this extent? Can't even remember how much medicine you took? It's not like he's eating repeatedly, right? Eating three times a day becomes four times, and eating three times a day?

Fan Zhuang took a small notebook and put it on the top of the medicine bag, as long as he took the medicine, he made a stroke on it, and after a few days, he saw that something was really wrong, the medicine was still decreasing, it was too obvious, especially the oral liquid, the one that drank sweet and sour calcium supplements, the one with the least was the fastest. (To be continued.) )