Chapter 8: Eight yuan

The first bottle of water was undoubtedly a special case, although the cap was finally unscrewed by him.
But the girl's clear-cut look made Lu Jiaheng feel that his man's dignity was almost crushed on the ground.
For a moment, he became suspicious of himself. He felt that he had done nothing in exercise for so many years, and his muscles were full of cream.
Although it is only one second.
The young master has never been so insulted.
He decided to get back.
So in the afternoon, Cheng Yi and the girl had half a video chat and heard someone kicking outside.
Both sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at each other through the screen while nibbling at the seeds, chatting while chatting, and chatting quite hi, the full-smooth paragraph was accompanied by a heavier kick.
Cheng Yi sighed and put the melon seed bag in his hand on the coffee table, blowing a kiss at the girl in the camera: "Maybe Aheng forgot to bring the key, I'll open the door."
He pulls on his slippers and walks to the door to press open the door, and he sees Lu Jiaheng holding two large boxes falling together in his hand, standing expressionlessly at the door.
Cheng Yimei raised his eyebrows: "Don't bring the key?"
"Bring it."
"Then you knock on the fart door."
"No hand." Lu Jiaheng glanced at him, and his eyes seemed to say "Are you blind?"
Cheng Yi followed him in before focusing on the two boxes in his hand.
Baokuang Lishui special, sports water drink.
How did the advertisement hit, a little electrolyte, dripping into the body?
Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows and watched the man come back with two boxes of water, put it on the ground next to him, buttocked into the lazy couch next door, opened the box, pinched a bottle and pulled it out, opened it.
Cheng Yigang just wanted to continue chatting with the beauty, and after seeing that Lu Jiaheng opened the bottle of water, he put it on the table, then leaned down again, pulled a bottle from the box, and unscrewed it again.
Cheng Yi thought it was for him.
He was so flattered that he was so scared that he thought that the young master had been opened when he went out in the morning.
Then he watched the second bottle also be placed on the table.
Immediately after that, he drew out the third bottle.
It was like opening a beer, two bottles per second, he just sat there and opened most of the boxes without drinking, and arranged in a row on the table.
Cheng Yi was puzzled: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't look at him, his lips moved, and he pulled down slightly, revealing an unpleasant expression, and sneered coldly: "Revenge."
Cheng Yi: "...?"
Sometimes men have some kind of naive and magical points that people can't understand. In fact, they don't care about anything, they will care very much, and they care for a long time, a long time.
Until the end of the freshman military training, Chuichi never saw someone basking in the sun.
One thing happened during the period. A girl next door gave a small note to the instructor and was found. The next day they changed their instructor. The girl was notified of the criticism and became red before the school started. Instructors who have jammed notes will also be punished by the troops.
It is said that after the girl was caught, she cried and pleaded with the battalion commander, saying that it was her fault. The instructor didn't know it at all.
Chuichi was completely shocked. I didn't know how it was only half a month before I fell in love with it.
Lin Tong completely understood, holding a pack of Lang Wei Xian Ka Xia Xia Xia into his mouth: "Look at those boys now, one by one is not crooked melon cracked jujube or cream niche, or just like a thin bamboo stick Either in his early twenties, his little belly is still bald, the bow and back of the cat's waist are like thieves, and the bottle cap can't be unscrewed. Normally, even if it is a virtue, this military training, and the brothers' straight body chest muscles When the abdominal muscles and biceps are compared, the hormones of love are excited in minutes."
Chuichi nodded while eating oranges, feeling that she had made sense, and that something was wrong.
The senior also almost didn't unscrew the cap, but she remembered clearly that the man's milky white sweater cuffs rolled up to the elbow, and the exposed arm had smooth and beautiful muscles.
There was a report performance on the last morning of military training. In the afternoon, we sent the instructors to leave the school.
The first instructor in their class was a very young and refreshing young man who didn’t look a few years older than them. He was meticulous in his face during training, but he was also very lively and he often played with and chatted with everyone when he rested. Chatting, the relationship is very good.
I spent a half of the morning and evening, and everyone was a little sad on the day of leaving, and a few girls were crying.
Chuchi was a little bit sad by the atmosphere. During the military training, everyone was crying every day and looking forward to this horrible day. When it was really over, he began to feel reluctant.
After more than half a month of torture and torture, everyone was basically in a black circle. Lin Tong and they dragged Chuchi standing with her small white face, and she couldn’t understand why she didn’t seem to be tanned. Chuchi blinked. Without saying anything, roll up your sleeves and reveal a small white arm that looks like tofu, and put it next to your face for comparison: "No, I'm also tanned."
Gu Han instantly became expressionless: "Understood, the color of people after getting tanned is the same color as the liquid foundation I applied."
On the weekend of the next day, my first father and first mother toured Europe a few days ago and finally came back to pick her up early in the morning.
At the school gate, she met Lu Jiaheng again.
She came out early, the first father's car had not yet arrived, she dragged the small box to the side of the road, the man sat on the box and waited, as soon as he looked up, he saw him standing opposite.
At first, "Hah," he said, trying to say hello to him, his arms were raised, and suddenly remembered that she had known each other for half a month, and she didn't know his name yet.
The sky was mostly covered by a plane tree, and it was divided into small color pieces and sprinkled on him. He didn’t seem to see her. He was standing lazily on the back of the tree, his head drooping, his eyes a little scattered, like daze.
Chuichi raised half of his hand and stopped in midair.
He doesn't look very happy.
Chuchi frowned, and hesitated, and a black car slowly drove in and stopped by the roadside.
He looked up and walked to the car with a blank expression on his face.
The moment the rear seat door was opened, he looked up and saw the the roadside.
Hatsuri looked at him, smiled, and waved at him.
His peach blossom eyes were dark, and there was no expression on his face. Seeing her slightly pursed her lips, her eyes paused a little, and her eyes were very pale. Like the wind silently swept past her.
At first he was taken aback, watching him get into the car.
The black car went away in dust, and Churi turned his head, recalling his eyes and expression.
He is really not happy.
At the beginning of the weekend, he was planning to stay home and sleep for a day to return to the blood, but he didn't know what to do, but when he got home, he was very spirited and unconscious.
When the first mother saw her tears were about to come down, she took her to look left and right: "Is my baby skinny, it's still dark."
The first father was relatively calm, and read the newspaper with Erlang's legs smiling: "Now the little girls are fashionable to lose weight, and the legs are not thick yet, what weight loss."
Chuchi thought about the picture and said sincerely: "Dad, it's quite scary if he doesn't have thick legs."
"Oh, I mean my arm is not as thick."
The first mother took Chuji’s hand and didn’t let go, and looked at him with a bit of contempt:
It’s too difficult to be thicker than your arm. People’s waist is not as thick as your arm.

The first father was not annoyed. He still looked like Youzao. His eyes were curved and he smiled like a silly white sweet: "You don't even have a waist."
Ms. Deng sneered: "You are all waist up and down."
"Your neck is thicker than your waist."
"Chu Yunfei, you just want to be mad, I'm looking for a little wife, right?"
"I want to find the little wife to kill you with anger?"
The two were ping-pong and ping-pong again for a while. The first time I was accustomed to it, I relaxed my mother's hand calmly, turned into the kitchen and poured a glass of milk, added two spoons of sugar, put it in the microwave and turned it twice Come out and pour into the bowl.
By the time she had eaten a bowl of wheat rings, the people in the living room had re-entered into a paint-like state. Ms. Deng held Mr. Chu's arms, and the two were snuggled on the sofa, sticking together like a conjoined baby, reading a travel magazine, researching Where to play.
Chuichi thought about the sky-high sweater he owed, sighed, and walked over to sit next to his mother.
"Mom," she cleared her throat and lifted her finger to point out the window. "Look at the clouds floating in the sky, it doesn't look like the 5,000 yuan pocket money you added to me."
Ms. Deng: "..."
Ms. Deng was a little surprised. Her daughter has always been a good baby. They used to pay for their living expenses or pocket money. They never saw her take the initiative.
"Are you going to buy clothes?"
Hatsuri hesitated for a moment, and it seemed correct, and nodded when he felt that there was no need to tell them such trivial matters.
"Yes, the hard-raised little cabbage finally grows up and it will cost money," Ms. Deng was very moved, and directly pulled out the deputy caser for her, "just brush it, buy more, pick expensive ones, don't look like you Like the dead dad, the clothes he bought home were like broken sacks, and he also felt very good-looking."
The first father with his arms still held by his wife: "?"
At first I owed a piece of clothing to someone for half a month, and my inner guilt value had reached its peak, so as soon as I received financial assistance, I went straight to buy clothes for the creditor in the afternoon.
As a result, it took a long time to find the creditor's money.
There were a lot of people in the mall on the weekend afternoon. Churi stood at the door with a cup of milk tea and pulled out his mobile phone to prepare a call to the creditor.
That day she asked him to save his name. There was no one in her first address book. She didn't like to save phone calls. Parents, university roommates and a few girlfriends added up to a dozen numbers, and the man's mobile number was easy to find.
Finally, Chuichi found that number in the middle of the address book.
+86183xxxxxxxx
Name note-Brother Lu.
Chuichi: "..."
The author has something to say:
Lu Jiaheng, you want to make a face :)