let me smell the pheromones

Chapter 103

"Hey!" Lin Pei waved in front of his eyes with a strange expression on his face, "What are you thinking?"

Song Xunxu was overwhelmed, touched his nose, "Huh?"

"What did my mother say?" Lin Pei was almost impatient, and pushed his arm with his upper hand, "You said it, dawdling."

"What?" Song Xun was absent-minded, "What did you say?"

"...You still have the nerve to ask me."

Lin Pei paused for a moment, speechless, "Didn't you say you asked me... my mother? Ask her why she didn't get a divorce."

Song Xun let out a long cry, and slowly came back to his senses. Seeing Lin Pei's nervous and curious expression, he was silent for a while, and then smiled slowly, "...I lied to you."

"what?"

"I said, I lied to you." Song Xun turned around and grabbed a handful of chocolate balls from the backpack next to him, put them in his hand, and joked, "Such a big man, he can't even listen to the truth Come out? People won't let me in, okay? This kind of luxury sanatorium has strict security."

"And what did I say to her when I went there? I am your son's suitor, come here in advance to find out about his family composition?"

"..."

Lin Pei heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt a little inexplicably disappointed.He pouted, peeled off the chocolate ball paper, and complained vaguely, "Can you stop joking about this?"

"It's my fault, there will be no next time."

Song Xun propped his chin and looked at him for a while, rubbed his hair gently, and coaxed, "Okay, don't be angry, let me buy you milk tea, and you can drink whatever you want, how about it?"

"Don't..." Lin Pei slapped his hand away, although he was still unhappy, but his tone softened, "Don't you like drinking milk tea?"

He still remembered that before, he and Chris went secretly to Zhou Chengsen’s milk tea shop to see the handsome guy, but they were caught on the spot. Song Xun ordered two cups of milk tea with a half-hearted smile, and finally said no to drink...the two are still growing up There was a big fight on the road.

He was very impressed.

"I didn't like it before." Song Xun opened the app and tapped it twice with his thumb, then shook his phone, "Then I drank pearl milk tea by accident and thought it was good, so I gradually fell in love with it... Remember you liked to drink cheese before Qingwu?"

Lin Pei was silent for a moment, turned his pen uncomfortably, propped his chin on his arms, and tilted his cheek slightly, "Dirty tea, soybean milk, rice mochi, etc. are popular now, how about you still drink such old-fashioned pearls?" Milk tea...cheese green mist, seven-point sugar and less ice, remember to note that more zhenbo coconut is required. Oh, by the way, Chris drinks snow mountain strawberry osmanthus jelly, five-point sugar and more ice, and all the ingredients must be added..."

There were so many balabalas that Lin Pei was thirsty.

Looking up, the two eyes meet in the air.

"Look at me," Lin Pei tapped the table lightly, "Did you write it down?"

As he spoke, he leaned over to look at the desktop of his mobile phone.

"Forget it." Song Xun hid back while covering the phone screen, "Cheese green mist, and snow mountain strawberry jelly?"

"It's not snow mountain strawberry jelly, it's snow mountain strawberry osmanthus jelly." Lin Pei looked at him more and more suspiciously, "Why do I feel that you are sneaky, do you have secrets in your phone? You won't secretly give it to the two of us. Do you add red beans when you order pearl milk tea? I don’t drink red beans, I’ve been tired of it for a long time.”

"Oh, it's really not, I really ordered strawberry osmanthus jelly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Xun's hand was suddenly empty, and the smooth phone spun around and landed in Lin Pei's palm with ease.

"Your credit with me is already 0," Lin Pei said, his eyes fell on the screen that was still on, "I want to see what you have done..."

Ghost words stuck in his throat.

He saw an extremely familiar face appear on the screen.

It is the facial features that can be seen every day, morning, noon and night.

Even the corners of the mouth are different from now, slightly raised, with light in the eyes, looking at the camera gently.

That was when he graduated from junior high school, Chris sneaked over and took a photo with him in school uniform at the entrance of the school canteen.

At that time, they even specially developed the photos, which are still pasted on his pitifully small photo album, but they have not been opened for a long time.

"It's some ulterior...human secret." Song Xun rubbed his nose, took the phone back when he was in a daze, and smiled softly, "That's why I told you not to read it."

Lin Pei snorted. He couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment, but in short, he didn't feel disgusted.

"It's so ugly." He muttered, "I knew Chris was bought by you, and he was able to find photos from so long ago..."

"How can it be ugly?" Song Xun said, and found the original picture on purpose to zoom in and take a closer look, "It's obviously very beautiful, and it was quite sunny and pure back then."

It was different from the Lin Pei he knew before and the Lin Pei he knew now. It was the Lin Pei he had accidentally missed.

Every time I look at it, I feel extraordinarily novel and cute.

"... I think you either have a problem with your eyes, or you have a problem with your brain." Lin Pei touched his arm, and a large piece of goose bumps appeared, "The sun is okay, what is pure...? Pure can be used to describe Boy's word? Anyway, it has to be handsome or, or cool, right??"

.

Handsome and cool.

With this young boyish face, he said that he was handsome.

Song Xun couldn't help but smile, and while saying yes, he raised his hand and took another picture.

"Then this, take it as my new wallpaper."

Before Lin Pei refused, he raised his hand and shook, "The milk tea is here, I'll go down and get it, and call Chris by the way."

"Hey……"

Song Xun walked quickly and lightly, and almost bumped into Chris when he went downstairs.When Chris came back, he looked suspicious, "What's wrong with him? It's like winning the lottery."

Lin Pei cut lightly, and his eyes fell back on the homework, "...nothing good."

"???"

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Lin Pei's last impression of this winter vacation was only at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Wen Qiao came up to deliver fruit tea with a yawn, and watched the scene of the three of them frantically doing their homework around the table.

Youthful and...funny.

On the first day of school, Song Xun was about to collapse. With two dark circles under his eyes, he leaned his head on the back table and dozed off.

The alpha in the back row dared not speak out, and asked Chen Chao and the others for help with his eyes. Zhang Yun gloated and shrugged, expressing that he could do nothing. By the way, he left a copy of the newly issued textbook for Song Xun, and beckoned them. pass on.

Yawning, Lin Pei walked into the classroom with a plastic bag in one hand and a bottle of Red Bull in the other, and stopped beside Song Xun.

"Hello." He put down the plastic bag, pushed Song Xun's head hard, and sighed, "Don't sleep, I have to hand in my homework later, have you written your composition? Get ready."

This semester, the teacher asked Lin Pei to be the representative of the Chinese class, so he will be responsible for collecting homework from now on.

"……what."

Song Xun shook it twice like a clay puppet, touched the table with his palm, and took out a notebook to cover his face, "Isn't my Chinese homework at your place...you can take it yourself."

Onlookers: "???"

"You're confused, there's only homework for Chinese homework." Lin Pei shook his shoulder, "Hurry up, take out your composition, don't go to sleep, the Chinese teacher will come later. "

"Let me sleep for a while..." Song Xun said as he remembered, "And I didn't write a composition."

"?"

"I said I didn't write a composition."

Song Xun let out two soft breathing sounds, and then, like a person recovering from a serious illness, he wiped the notebook on his face, sat up with his waist supported, "I seem to have written every subject seriously People? If I finish writing it all, will the teacher still think I am normal?"

"..."

Surprisingly, Lin Pei thought it made sense.

"Okay, then you can sleep a little longer."

As Lin Pei said, he patted the plastic bag on the table and reminded, "The next Chinese class, the first class of the new semester, if the teacher catches you dozing off in class, you should prepare to sleep standing outside, understand?"

"Understand, understand..."

While saying this, the person still fell down slowly.

After Lin Pei left, Chen Chao and Zhang Yun looked at each other, and the next second, they both patted Song Xun's shoulder hard at the same time, "Hey, when did you two get so familiar?"

"That's right, tell me!"

"What can I say?" Song Xun was shaken up by them, then his shoulders collapsed, and his face was duang buried on the pile of books on his desk, "Let me sleep again..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly touched something cold.

He raised his head with half-closed eyes, and saw the shadow of the Red Bull can faintly appearing in the translucent bag in his vision.

The slightly long bangs slightly cover the eyes sideways.

Song Xun half-opened his eyes, and his broken eyes gradually gained focus.

"what--"

He sat up, wiped his face, took out a thick stack of homework from his bag, and said while yawning, "If you want to copy homework, hurry up...less nonsense."