After Marrying the School Grass

The two left the school smoothly, and Jian Ran finally let go of her hanging heart. Today, without the interference of the sand sculpture roommate, he must take out what he has learned throughout his life, not to mention taking down the younger brother, at least a little bit of his favorability towards him.

Jian Ran looked at Ren Qinglin with a corner. At this moment, Ren Qinglin was an NPC that Xiao Huang Youli could attack in his eyes. His every move and every word would affect the NPC's favorability towards him. When the favorability degree increases to a certain value, he can do whatever he wants with the NPC; on the contrary, if the favorability degree drops all the way, he will be KO and a BadEnding will be played.

......Why does he think about Xiao Huang You, not a beautiful youth school romance game? ! Not only did the yellow waste in his mind not decrease, but it also tended to increase. Sure enough, men are all big trotters, and he cannot be excluded, ha ha.

"Senior?"

Jian Ran was slightly surprised, "Huh?"

Ren Qinglin repeated the question just now: "What do seniors want to eat."

The yellow waste continued to cause trouble, and Jian Ran blurted out: "Spicy, I want to eat spicy."

Ren Qinglin looked a little surprised, "Are you sure?"

Jian Ran glanced at Ren Qinglin's lips, quickly looked away, and nodded firmly, "Well, I must eat spicy food."

Ren Qinglin said in a puzzled way: "But senior, you obviously can't touch it at all." Others can't feel spicy dishes, and Jian Ran will be so spicy when they touch them. After Ren Qinglin knows this, he will never touch it. Let Jian Ran have eaten spicy.

Jian Ran said nonsense seriously: "Life is to dare to face fears and dare to challenge, so that it makes sense."

Ren Qinglin's confusion: "Uh..."

"Stop talking nonsense, will you take me spicy food?"

The senior acted like a baby (?), Ren Qinglin surrendered unconditionally: "Bring."

The two finally went to a Sichuan restaurant. Jian Ran used WeChat to scan the code to order, and when he saw the red oil, he added it to the menu, and then handed the phone to Ren Qinglin, "I've ordered, you see what you want to eat."

Ren Qinglin glanced, and said euphemistically: "Even if seniors want to eat spicy food, they should start with easy difficulty."

Jian Ran waved a big hand and told a little lie: "It's okay, I have already trained specially before."

Ren Qinglin said nothing, silently added two non-spicy dishes and a large bottle of milk, and finally added "slightly spicy" before placing the order.

In fact, Jian Ran did not expect to be able to kiss him today, after all, they are still just a relationship between husband and wife and buddies so far. The reason why he wants to eat spicy food is that he really wants to exercise himself and prepare for the future; secondly, he also wants to hint to Ren Qinglin and see his reaction. Ren Qinglin is so good at teasing, he must know that eating spicy food is a hint of what he wants.

Ji Yuanxi mentioned one point in his PPT: Before preparing to confess, you must confirm the other party's favorability towards him. If the other party is obviously boring to you, your confession is purely a waste of time, moving yourself, and embarrassing others. At this time, you can only continue to pursue it; if the other party does not reject you and has a certain affection for you, you can prepare for the confession. .

So, how do you determine how the other person feels about you? You can properly explore and observe in your daily contact. For example, if you touch the other person inadvertently, see if the other person will reject it; every time you chat, pay attention to whether you are more active or the other person is more active... and so on.

Ji Yuanxi’s PPT is twenty pages long. It is written in his words, and each page is the result of the painstaking efforts of him and Xu Keke. It is a heavy gold. Jian Ran watched the PPT several times repeatedly, and felt like she was a little enlightened.

The waiter quickly prepared the dishes. Spicy chicken, hairy blood, boiled beef, sweet and sour tenderloin, fried lettuce, and a large bottle of milk.

Jian Ran picked up the chopsticks, fighting vigorously, "Let's eat." He picked up a piece of spicy chicken, hesitated for a moment, and put it into his mouth.

"..."

Hastily, why does the world have such a spicy taste? This is no longer a sense of taste, it is a sense of pain!

No, you can't frown, you can't call, you need to maintain your image! I ordered the spicy food myself, and I had to eat it even when I cried.

Ren Qinglin looked at Jian Ran's desperately tense face, poured him a glass of milk, and said helplessly: "Drink milk to relieve hotness."

Jian Ran grabbed the cup, drank most of the cup before reluctantly coming over.

Ren Qinglin picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it in a Jian Ran bowl, "Eat something else first."

The sweet and sour pork tenderloin is sour and sweet, and Jian Ran likes it both in texture and taste. Jian Ran ate a few pieces in one breath, and when he extended his chopsticks to the boiled beef again, his hands trembled a little.

Can't give up, Jian Ran! At this time, I gave up halfway, not all the spicy chicken before was eaten for nothing! Do you still want to chase people, do you want to confess?

Jian Ran closed her eyes and took a bite on the beef with the courage to see death as home.

This time Jian Ran couldn't hold back, and directly blasted the **** out, "... Gan!"

For the first time, Ren Qinglin felt that his brain was not enough: what on earth does his senior want to do?

After eating, the two walked out of the Sichuan restaurant. The cold wind blew on her face, and Jian Ran felt the heat in her body dissipate a little. When Ren Qinglin checked out, he took two mints, opened one of them and handed them to Jian Ran's mouth, "open your mouth."

Jian Ran moved in her heart and lowered her head to hold the sugar.

After the sugar almost melted in his mouth, Jian Ran started his performance.

"Ah, it's still uncomfortable."

Ren Qinglin stopped, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Jian Ran licked her lips, "Mouth and tongue are uncomfortable."

Ren Qinglin sighed, "So, why do seniors have to eat spicy food."

Jian Ran endured the shame, raised her head slightly, her heart thumped and thumped wildly, "I have eaten everything, what should I do now..."

Ren Qinglin's gaze stayed on Jian Ran's face for a while, his eyes darkened, and his voice was deep: "Senior, let's have another candy."

...Eat your uncle.

"It's useless to eat candy," Jian Ran said bitterly, "Can you change it to something else?"

Ren Qinglin looked away, "I went to the convenience store to buy milk, and the seniors are waiting for me here."

"..."

Jian Ran looked at Ren Qinglin's back and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Ren Qinglin did not respond to his hint. As expected, Ren Qinglin didn't have any thoughts about him. Didn't he give up on that favorite senior sister?

It's over, GameOver is over.

When Ren Qinglin came back from buying milk, she found that Jian Ran was dejected and her whole body wilted.

"Is the senior uncomfortable?"

Ren Qinglin's tone was with obvious concern, but the more so, the less feeling Jian Ran felt.

"It's okay," Jian Ran took a big mouthful of milk, "Let's go to the cafe."

The guests of the cafe are basically young couples in the school. The decoration inside is also very cute and fresh. There are not many people on weekdays. The two chose a window seat and ordered two cups of coffee.

Ren Qinglin took out the tablet from his shoulder bag, "Have you seen the photos before, senior?"

Jian Ran absent-minded: "Yeah."

"Are there any favorites?" Ren Qinglin said, "Choose the one on the invitation first?"

Jian Ran forced herself to cheer up. Yes, even if Ren Qinglin only treats him as a brother, what if he is not his legal spouse, he still has to marry him, and he is not wearing their wedding ring.

Jian Ran thought for a while and said, "The invitation needs to be formal. How about that photo of a suit with a solid background?"

In addition to the photos on the invitation, the hotel also needs to use photos as posters on site. The photography studio will also enlarge a few photos for the couple to hang in the wedding room, and make a photo album for collection.

"This is a photo frame sent by the studio, seniors can choose a style."

If in the past, Jian Ran would definitely think that two big boys got together to discuss this trivial matter, but now he is all kinds of contrasts, all kinds of entanglements, just want to pick the best looking one, you can put it The kind at the head of the bed.

Jian Ran chose a few small photo frames and said, "We don't have a wedding room. Do we still need to choose a big photo frame?" There is no place to hang it. Could it be at his home in Guangzhou, or directly in the bedroom? Jian Ran imagined the expression of his roommates in bed together when he saw his wedding photo, and couldn't help but laugh.

Ren Qinglin asked him: "Does the senior want a wedding room?"

Jian Ran was taken aback, he really hadn't thought about this problem. Both of them are college students at school. They usually live in the dormitory. When Ren Qinglin graduates, according to the initial plan, they are almost going to divorce, and the marriage room is completely unnecessary.

Marriage room, the house where newlyweds live after getting married. It can also be called a "love nest", where young couples can do all kinds of happy things...

Jian Ran took a sip of coffee and asked, "Do you want it?"

Ren Qinglin smiled, "Somewhat thinking."

Jian Ran immediately said: "I have two suites under my name, both in Guangzhou. One is in Zhujiang New Town, and the other is in Yuexiu. Why don't you wait for the holiday and I will take you back to have a look. Do you choose the one you like? Or we can work together Go pick a new set."

Ren Qinglin raised her eyebrows, "Can you add my name?"

Jian Ran didn't hesitate: "Yes."

Ren Qinglin looked at him without blinking his eyes, and slowly said: "However, don't the seniors don't want to have financial involvement with me?"

"..."

What does Ren Qinglin mean by tactfully rejecting? Ciao, it’s too difficult for the younger brother to chase, right?

Jian Ran forced the respect, "You said you want a wedding room."

Ren Qinglin didn't want to force Jian Ran to be too anxious, and followed his words: "I said I want it, so I should buy it and add the name of the senior."

"in Beijing?"

"Beijing, Guangzhou, or other cities are fine." Ren Qinglin said, "It depends on the seniors."

Jian Ran gave a slight stroke: "School brother, do you read too much writing from the overbearing president Xiaojiao's wife."

Ren Qinglin: "?"

"Now the cities are restricted for purchases, even Guangzhou and Beijing, do you have a quota to buy in Shenzhen and Shanghai? Do you have five-year social insurance in Shanghai?"

Ren Qinglin didn't care, "There will be a way."

Jian Ran also knows how rich people play, otherwise, how did his parents get so many houses. "Then it's Beijing," Jian Ran said. "At least I will stay here until I graduate."

Ren Qinglin nodded with a smile, "Yeah."

After choosing the photos, the two walked back to the bedroom together. In order to be more handsome today, Jian Ran only put on a thin sweater underneath his sweater. He hadn't worn long trousers. He walked in Beijing night in November, and his teeth were shaking with the cold.

Jian Ran rubbed her hands and exhaled, "Is it about to snow this day?"

Ren Qinglin glanced at him, took off his coat, "put it on."

Jian Ran was stunned, "No need, I'm not a girl."

Ren Qinglin couldn't help but put his coat on Jian Ran, and put his eyes down to tidy up his hat. "Does senior like snow?"

Jian Ran's eyes lit up, and her younger brother successfully diverted her attention, "I like it! I really like it! I feel like I was a snowman in my life!"

Growing in the south, Jian Ran has lived for twenty years, and the number of times she has seen snow is countable. It snowed in Beijing at the end of last year. He was so excited that he skipped his class. After a day of rolling in the snow, Ji Yuanxi and Shen Zixiao dragged him back to the bedroom.

Ren Qinglin looked at Jian Ran and asked, "Do you spend the first snow this winter together?"

Jian Ran smiled brilliantly, "Together."

Jian Ran returned to the bedroom wearing Ren Qinglin's coat. Ji Yuanxi just came out of the shower and saw the expression on Jian Ran's face and said, "Ran Ran, you are a little restless."

Jian Ran touched her cheek, "Do you have it, okay?"

Ji Yuanxi leaned close to Jian Ran, winking his eyes and said: "Frankly explain, are you going on a date?"

When I went back to the strawberry farm last time, Xu Keke insisted that Jian Ran was in love, and then Jian Ran asked him for a "confession strategy." If Ji Yuanxi couldn't see anything, then he would be in vain this year. My friend tuned it up.

Jian Ran took off her jacket and put it on the chair, "I think so."

"How is it," Ji Yuanxi asked, "has it gone well? Did you use the magic weapon I taught you?"

Jian Ran smiled slightly, "It's used, he seems to... doesn't mean that to me."

Ji Yuanxi was shocked, "Not so, most girls, looking at your face will have a good impression of you, and she has agreed to date you."

"We have something to talk about."

"What did you talk about?"

I'm afraid to scare you when I say it. We talked about wedding photos and wedding rooms.

"Talked about some major national events," Jian Ran said, "the situation in the property market everywhere."

Ji Yuanxi:? ? ?

"Wait, how did you test her."

Jian Ran: "I eat spicy food."

Ji Yuanxi looked dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Seeing Ji Yuanxi’s expression, Jian Ran was also a little confused, “Don’t you want to eat spicy food...Isn’t it a hint that you don’t want an interface?”

Ji Yuanxi looked at Jian Ran like an idiot, "Who said that?"

"Someone told me."

Ji Yuanxi was suffocating. He took a deep breath and looked at his straight male roommate very seriously, "That person is lying to you. Of course, trust me, no girl will think that you are eating spicy food and suggesting that you want Kiss her!"

Jian Ran asked: "What if it's a boy?"

Ji Yuanxi frantically said: "The same goes for boys!"

Jian Ran had a great enlightenment. So, it's no wonder that he always thinks this heuristic method is weird.

Ji Yuanxi was still chattering on the side, "Of course, isn't your brain very useful? How can you believe that such nonsense words, are you chasing people or making fun of them?"

Jian Ran has no love. Your sister’s Huang Feihong, your father is miserable by you! ! ! I won’t invite you to eat the hottest and most spicy Sichuan cuisine, it’s hard to understand the hatred in my father’s heart.

He humbly asked for advice: "Then tell me what should I do."

"It's very simple. Next time I take the initiative to help her take the bag, open the door for her, eat popcorn with her while watching a movie, try to touch her hand, or take her to the haunted house and hold her hand to watch See if she can break free..."

Jian Ran: "Wait, you speak slowly, I'll make a note."

Ji Yuanxi was curious. What is the sacred thing that Jian Ran is chasing after? He hasn't taken people down so much. Could it be Ren Qinglin, the sex-transformed, white, beautiful and long-legged Bai Fumei, the kind who has more money than Jian Ran at home ?

Jian Ran quickly typed on the memo, "What else? Keep talking."

"The most important point is that you are not yet a romantic relationship with her, so no matter what you have to do, you must respect her in everything. Also, you have to remember that you are not so much chasing her as you are attracting. She, you want her to see your shining points."

Jian Ran: "My shining point...what is it?"

Ji Yuanxi said sourly: "If you want to hear me praise you, you can just say it."

Jian Ran didn't mean to show off. Yes, he looks good and has a good family background, but Ren Qinglin doesn't lack such things. Not only that, Ren Qinglin plays basketball well, the game is also good, and his studies should be good. What can I do to attract him?

For the first time in her life, Jian Ran experienced the feeling of inferiority complex, and she was a little depressed for a while.

Ji Yuanxi patted him on the shoulder, "Of course you are more confident, you are the male **** of the school, and girls who have a good impression of you can line up to the Summer Palace from here."

Jian Ran said depressed: "Then why doesn't he come to line up."

Ji Yuanxi was speechless for a while, and said, "Maybe people are in line long ago, you don't know it."

Jian Ran looked at the opposite bedroom and suddenly asked, "Old Ji, when do you think it will snow."

Ji Yuanxi said: "It should be coming soon, it will definitely be next in December."

"I hope December will come soon."

Ji Yuanxi echoed: "Yes, there are many special days in December. I have planned for a long time to give Cocoa a surprise."

Jian Ran squinted at him, "Is your scarf finally knitted?"

"I already knit three! The previous ones are so ugly, I can't give them out." Ji Yuanxi said, "In addition to the scarf, I also prepared other gifts. She will love it."

After taking a shower, Jian Ran hid behind the bed curtain, flipping through the wedding photos of him and Ren Qinglin again.

Ji Yuanxi is right. There are many hopes in December, including the first snow, winter solstice, Christmas Eve, Christmas, New Year’s Eve, and...

Jian Ran zoomed in on the boy's face in the photo with her fingertips.

And him.