The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

Chapter 24

A group of people carried a pile of hot pot ingredients onto the elevator.

It wasn't the first time that they got together at Jiang Han's house, they found the most comfortable place with ease, and switched the TV to the sports channel.

It's a bit early to start firing now, and there are still people who haven't arrived, and a few people started a five-row game.Wang Junlin likes to be lively. As soon as he came, he put on the best music, and the whole person began to rock and roll.

Fortunately, relatives went upstairs and downstairs, otherwise, depending on the degree of disturbance to the residents, they would have been complained to the property.

After everyone arrived, the pot was quickly served.They are all sons who don’t go to the kitchen, and they buy cooked food, even the dishes are disposable.

The heat from the hot pot gradually diffused in the room, reflecting the boy's talking and laughing eyebrows, youthful and energetic.

"Sanhao, Lao Jiang won't really want to dismiss you, will he?"

Sanhao is the nickname of the squad leader Han Feng, because he is kind, kind-hearted, and well-off, so he got this nickname.

When I was running for class monitor, I made a promise to organize class welfare activities as much as possible if I was elected.

So even with the risk of "cannibalism" that Jiang's family would not violate, he won a lot of welfare activities from the school grades. People are also called "iron plate leeks", and they are "roasting" inside and out.

It's just three things. When he found that the students who have always been honest and obedient have repeatedly acted in the opposite direction, Jiang Jiaguo felt that he had been "deceived", but he had no choice.

Now that school is about to start, it is also a good time to change shifts. According to Jiang Jiaguo's temperament, it is very possible to replace shift leaders who do not obey orders.

"I don't know, Lao Jiang has been displeased with me for a long time."

Speaking of this, Han Feng smiled wryly and helplessly: "Anyway, I want to exercise myself, and half a semester is enough."

As the former "guest of the screen" of Jiang's family, Wang Junlin was deeply moved: "I sympathize with you for a second, last time I was caught smoking in the toilet by Gargamel, and he cleaned the toilet for half a semester."

"But it's not certain," Luo Qing interjected, "Maybe Lao Jiang will sell Ouyang Ling to save face."

Ouyang Ling is the current grade leader of Senior One and Han Feng's aunt.

"It doesn't matter whether he withdraws or not, then we will all vote for three good."

"That's right, if the number of votes suppresses Lao Jiang and then changes, he will lose popular support hahaha..."

A group of people chatted and laughed, from the game to the ball game, and then from the ball game to the school girl. In the middle of it, someone said whether they want to watch a movie, and then someone suggested watching a ghost movie, and then there was a sound of bombardment in the crowd .

"Eating hot pot and watching a ghost movie!"

"Hahahaha...Old Wang, it's just a ghost movie, not a haunted house..."

"Get lost...don't make fun of me."

It can be said that Wang Junlin became famous in the "World War I" that day. He couldn't howl even the pigs in the slaughterhouse. Since then, he has become a "legendary" joke in the class for a month.

It took almost two hours to eat a hot pot meal. Although they drank beer, everyone was dizzy from the heat, and the heat was on their heads.

Unable to stay in the room, a group of teenagers moved their positions downstairs.

It has not snowed in Tongcheng for a long time, and everyone is frolicking on the snow as if they were having fun.

"Ahhhh! Let's build a snowman! Anyway, let's commemorate the hard-won snowfall. I don't know if the Bodhisattva has made a mistake this year!"

"Hahahaha... your pile is not a snowman, it's just a ball."

"Futai! This is called Futai you... Fuck! Tonggong cake, I call you uncle! If I wilt, you will be responsible!"

A boy of this age is just the time when he is interested in everything, and it doesn't matter what he does, and he likes to compete with each other at any time.

The sneak attack succeeded, Luo Qing laughed and jumped away, shouting while hiding: "Old Wang, you are so young, you can't do it, you have time to make up more hahahaha..."

"You fucking say it again, don't let me catch you."

Wang Junlin jumped, chasing after him angrily when the issue of "dignity" was involved.

"Old Wang, I sincerely suggest you make up hahahaha."

"Go to hell, don't be ashamed..."

A group of people chased and made trouble, from making snowmen to snowball fights.

Had a great time walking around the neighborhood.

Wen Yan didn't join them, most of the time he just watched quietly, feeling the joyful atmosphere.

The last time it snowed in my memory was many years ago, when Wen Yu came back from get off work and bought him a bowl of hot wontons.

He said he wanted to see the snow, so Wen Yu took him outside to build a snowman.

At that time he naively asked "Can the snowman accompany him", Wen Yu just looked at him sadly, "The snowman will disappear tomorrow".

He didn't understand then, but later he understood.

When the sun comes out, the snow melts.

Snow and sunshine are destined not to coexist.

The plum blossoms in the community bloomed at some time, pure white against bright red, with a kind of shocking beauty.

Wen Yan walked around the neighborhood, repaired the nests of stray animals in the corner of the neighborhood, and marked the newborn kittens.

When he was about to go back, he suddenly heard Jiang Han calling him from behind.

Wen Yan turned around, but there was no one.

An upright laughing snowman stood under the tree, and his belly laugh made people laugh.

The sudden chill on his neck brought Wen Yan back to his senses, and Jiang Han stood behind him with a smirk: "At the same table, let's have a snowball fight."

Wen Yan didn't want to participate in this kind of game, and before he could speak, Jiang Han threw another snow ball over.

As a last resort, Wen Yan had no choice but to fight.

Most of the time, Jiang Han is just playing for fun, not really trying to compete.

The two quarreled for a while, and their bodies became hot.

Seeing another snow ball smashed towards him, Jiang Han took advantage of the unpreparedness and rushed forward to knock him down.Wen Yan tried hard to break free, but Jiang Han trapped him.

The two rolled a few laps on the snow and stopped panting.

"Yanyan, I've got you."

Jiang Han pressed the man under his body, panted and said with a smirk.

After chasing each other for a while, both of them were short of breath.

The scorching breath sprayed on the face and blended with each other.

Wen Yan's hands were trapped, and he struggled for a while, but he couldn't break free.

He turned his head slightly.

"Yanyan, for your snowman."

Jiang Han looked at Wen Yan and said in a low voice, as if coaxing a child.

Wen Yan ignored him.

Jiang Han looked down at the person below him again, probably because he had eaten spicy food, Wen Yan's lips looked brighter and moister than usual, against the snow-white complexion, there was a kind of thick and colorful glamorous, low-key The quiet eyebrows and eyes added a little obedience.

No wonder so many girls like it, Jiang Han thought.

If he was a girl, he would like it too.

Staring and staring, Jiang Han's eyes fell back to those bright red lips.

The surrounding background turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and the snow color isolated the world.

The intoxicating coolness lingered around the package, Jiang Han seemed to be bewitched, and gradually lowered his head...

"Brother Han! Xueba Wen!"

A shout came from not far away, pulling Jiang Han back to reality suddenly.

He suddenly woke up, and suddenly realized what he had just done.

Just now, he actually wanted to... kiss Wen Yan...

Must be crazy!

"What are you two doing?"

Wang Junlin walked over with a mess of hair, and saw the two standing up from the snow, he couldn't help asking curiously: "You guys...couldn't be fighting?"

The clothes of the two were disheveled and their faces were rosy. It was hard to think about it.

Jiang Han couldn't see anything on his face at this moment, and said solemnly: "Let's compete for a while."

Hearing this, Wen Yan turned his head and glanced at him, then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Han cursed secretly, wondering if Wen Yan had noticed it just now.

It must have been too boring and stuffy recently, that's why my mind is not clear.

"Competition?" Wang Junlin did not doubt that he had it, and began to fight against injustice, "Brother Han, aren't you clearly bullying others? Even if we add your skills together, we can't win..."

...

After the snowball fight incident, Jiang Han hadn't contacted Wen Yan for several days.

He felt that he needed to wake up, lest his mind would be clouded again the next time he saw Wen Yan.

On weekdays, Senior Colonel Jiang has a thicker skin than a city wall, and he never stays overnight for anything.This time, he shut himself up at home and calmed down for so long, which shows that this incident really had a great impact on him.

But it's only been four days, and the shameless Colonel Jiang's self-regulation ability is extraordinary.When sending a message to Wen Yan once, after hearing that Wen Yan was going to take the big head for sterilization, he was resurrected with full blood.

Then, the next morning, as soon as Wen Yan went out, he saw someone who was posing at the door of his house.

"..."

Seeing Wen Yan come out, "someone" brushed his hair unrestrainedly, and made a greeting gesture that was not as coquettish as a nightclub PR: "Hi, tablemate, long time no see."

Another interpretation is: Hey, little brother, do you want to come in?

"........."

Wen Yan almost shuddered, resisting the urge to get goosebumps: "If you get angry again, I'll throw you down."

Jiang Han coughed twice, and blinked at Wen Yan with a pair of narrow peach eyes: "Have you ever seen me so handsome and flirtatious? The introduction fee is at least [-]."

"........."

I don't know what's going on with this man, between choosing to beat him up or leave, Wen Yan chose to turn around and leave, and then looked at him hot-eyed.

"Don't go, don't you think I am handsome at the same table as you? This face is suitable for all ages..."

The two took a taxi to the pet hospital in the city, and Jiang Han had returned to normal.

The big head was a little vigilant when he arrived in an unfamiliar environment, and made frequent uneasy calls, and Wen Yan comforted him for a while.

Jiang Han watched from the side, gloating like an old father: "Big head, you will no longer be a complete cat after leaving this hospital. Don't worry, Dad will protect you and won't let you be bullied."

After the words fell, Datou yelled at Jiang Han, and his erect hair assumed a somewhat aggressive posture.

Jiang Han let out a hey, and stretched out his hand to strangle his fate's neck, the kitten bared its teeth and quickly dodged, Jiang Han almost didn't get scratched.

This time the kitten's hair exploded all over, and it entered a defensive state.

Jiang Han didn't believe in evil, and wanted to arrest him, but Wen Yan grabbed his wrist.

"Okay, you're not childish."

Jiang Han complained: "I serve delicious food and drinks every day, but I turn my face and deny people in a blink of an eye. Do you think this is a white-eyed wolf?"

"If you didn't shake its tail when you were a child, maybe it wouldn't guard against you."

Jiang Han felt a little guilty, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Just played it twice... This is too vengeful."

"The stray cat has a good memory and holds grudges especially." Wen Yan picked up his big head and patted its head, "Who knows what kindness to it."

Jiang Han felt aggrieved.

Seeing that the kitten was peaceful in Wen Yan's arms, its fur stood up when it saw itself approaching.Jiang Han immediately widened his eyes again, but he was helpless.

One person and one cat confront each other like this, the scene is quite funny.

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing, someone who usually makes heaven and earth can't do anything about it sometimes.