special forces city

Chapter 45

Lin Xiayang opened the white thing, and a familiar pattern came into his eyes - carrots!

This is not Lin Xia's language...

Lin Xiayang felt his scalp go numb, and he couldn't even speak fluently: "Sister-in-law, you... what do you mean?"

Lin Jianqing said in a low voice: "Don't my little nephew like cute ones? If you like sexy ones, sister-in-law can also give you her own."

As she said that, she really got up slightly, and put her hand into her black short skirt, as if she was about to take off something.

"This... that... no need, sister, really... really..."

Lin Xiayang couldn't even speak well. At this moment, he remembered that he had to quickly return the little Nei Nei in his hand, otherwise, if Lin Xiayu in the back row saw what he was holding, then... The consequences are unimaginable.

However, the flustered Lin Xiayang wanted to stuff the things in his hands back to Lin Jianqing, asking her to return them to Lin Xiayu, but she pushed them back.After dodging this three times, Lin Xiayang really had no choice but to find a place to put his underwear away.As long as you don't hold it in your hands, everything will be fine.

Lin Xiayang turned his head, and suddenly found a backpack next to Lin Xiayu in the back row, which was Lin Xiayu's backpack.Hurry up and put the "time bomb" back in Lin Xiayu's backpack, she probably won't notice anything.

Lin Xiayang did what he said, tiptoeing to unzip his backpack.But at this moment, the car suddenly shook.

Lin Xiayang was taken aback. He reacted extremely quickly, and quickly stuffed the things in his hand into his pocket, and then sat on the seat pretending to be nonchalant.

The vibration of the car just now made Lin Xiayu open his eyes suddenly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Sister, don't fight with Xia Yang while driving, it's too dangerous."

It turned out that when she closed her eyes and meditated, she vaguely heard her sister-in-law and Lin Xiayang muttering something.I just thought that the two of them must be fighting, so the car didn't drive properly and almost had an accident.

Lin Xiayang's head is getting bigger.What a mess, she obviously did it on purpose!
"Oh." Lin Jianqing responded, pretending to concentrate on driving, ignoring Lin Xiayang who was looking at her with a stinking face.

Soon, we arrived at Yongsan University.Lin Jianqing pulled Lin Xiayu, and after Lin Jianqing got out of the car in the back row, she just said with a wicked smile: "Little nephew, sister-in-law knows that you like cute ones. Well, don't take them out, in case you are caught Lin Xiayu saw it."

Lin Xiayang could only take his hands out of his pockets, because Lin Xiayu didn't leave after getting off the car, apparently waiting for him to leave with him.Now if Lin Xiayu takes out that little inner part and sees it, I'm afraid... the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Sister, what do you mean?" Lin Xiayang couldn't help asking with a cold face.In the world, is there such a sister-in-law?He actually stole other girls' personal belongings and gave them to his nephew.

Lin Xiayang always thought that his drunkard master could not play cards according to common sense.Unexpectedly, his younger sister played cards even more unreasonably.

"Little nephew, you shouldn't be angry. Don't be angry, come on, sister-in-law kiss." As she spoke, Lin Jianqing really poked her pink mouth, as if she wanted to kiss Lin Xiayang.

"Bo", Lin Xiayang suddenly moved his face closer, and the two kissed mouth to mouth.

"Ah..." Lin Jianqing originally wanted to make a false move, but unexpectedly, she actually kissed her.Look at Lin Xiayang with a smug smirk, she thinks, this little guy is really hateful.Dare to take advantage of my sister-in-law!

"My sister's mouth is really delicious." Lin Xiayang licked his lips and praised him sincerely. "The taste of Yangchun noodles."

Lin Xiayang didn't say the last sentence, Lin Jianqing was still a little proud, after all, his little nephew was pretty good-looking, and being praised by him still gave him a sense of accomplishment.But when she heard the next sentence, her face fell down. What is the taste of Yangchun noodles? Is it because I ate Yangchun noodles in the morning that my mouth is full of fragrance?snort!
"It's okay, I'm getting out of the car." Lin Xiayang looked at Lin Jianqing with a cold face, and said lightly.Want to play with me, heh, you are still a little tender.Although we are the same age, although you are my sister-in-law...

"Wait a minute, sister-in-law still has something to say." Seeing Lin Xiayang open the car door, Lin Jianqing hurriedly stopped her and said.

"Oh." Lin Xiayang stopped walking.

"Since you have already accepted my sister's gift, nephew, you should help me if I have trouble looking for you." Lin Jianqing smiled brightly, and it became brighter and brighter: "Otherwise, I'll let Xia Yu follow you." You want what belongs to her back."

Lin Xiayang felt his scalp go numb, and with a "bang", he closed the car door forcefully.

With such a sister-in-law, Lin Xiayang was completely speechless.

Seeing Lin Xiayang smeared in the car for a long time before coming out, Lin Xiayang couldn't help but snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the school.

Lin Xiayang quickly followed Lin Xiayu, and asked awkwardly and guiltyly, "It's almost lunch time, do you want to have dinner together at noon today?"

Nonsense, Lin Xiayu's little inner is in his pocket, can Lin Xiayang not feel guilty.

Lin Xiayu said coldly: "There is still something to do in the literature and art department in the afternoon, so go and eat by yourself."

Lin Xiayang could only laugh dryly and stopped talking.When we arrived at the boys' dormitory, we were separated from Lin Xiayu.

When returning to the dormitory, Lin Xiayu found that the three roommates were not there.

"They should take advantage of Saturdays and Sundays to go out and play, or what clubs did they join?"

Lin Xiayang thought of what Lin Xiayu said just now that the Department of Literature and Art still had something to do, and whispered to himself.

Do you want to sign up for a club?My sister is the head of the literature and art department, so it should be very simple to add some literature and art department or something.Thinking about it, Lin Xiayang couldn't help shaking his head.

Forget it, after joining the club, there will inevitably be many troubles in the future.Thinking that he doesn't like to be busy with club activities, Lin Xiayang decided not to join any clubs.

And Lin Xiayang knew in his heart that although he promised Lin Xiayu not to care about her affairs, he would still do well what the old man personally entrusted.His task at Longshan University is to secretly protect Lin Xiayu.For other things, you can control as little as you can.

After tidying up his things, Lin Xiayang found that he had nothing to do, so he prepared to go out.He wanted to go to the stalls near the school and buy a few sets of street stalls to wear first.

After all, I gave Zhao Peng and the others the impression that he was a bumpkin from the mountains at the beginning, and he suddenly became a tall, rich and handsome man with a famous brand, which must be difficult for them to accept.In addition, he himself felt a little uncomfortable wearing an expensive famous brand.

The street where the street stall is located is only one street away from Yongsan University, and it takes only 10 minutes to walk there.

When buying clothes, the owner of the street stall couldn't help thinking when he saw Lin Xiayang was wearing a famous brand.If this kind of meat coffee doesn't hit him hard, whoever will.

When Lin Xiayang picked out the clothes, the stall owner was about to ask for a high price, but the other party said first: "Can this suit be sold for 30 yuan? Look at my fake brand name, how good the workmanship is. thirty."

As he said that, Lin Xiayang took out the brand that hadn't been cut off from his trouser pocket, opened the place where the price was marked, and handed the price he modified last night to the stall owner to see.

"Ah..." The stall owner hasn't reacted until now.

"I'll take it for 30 yuan, and the purchase price is only a dozen yuan. If I don't sell it, I will leave."

As Lin Xiayang said, he stood up and really wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, thirty is thirty."

The stall owner said in a low voice.He wanted to ask for three hundred just now.Thirty is already the purchase price, for ordinary people, he would never buy it.But the "fake brand name" that Lin Xiayang showed just now, the fabric and quality are so good, it only costs 30 yuan.The purchase price of his poorly made clothes is 30 yuan, which is not bad.

After Lin Xiayang paid the money and took away the clothes, the stall owner couldn't help cursing: "Damn, it turns out he's a poor boy dressed in counterfeit goods, and he wants to beat him up."

Suddenly, the stall owner thought of something, and said regretfully, "Oh, I forgot to ask him where he bought his brand-name counterfeit clothes, so I can buy them."

Amidst the lamentations of several stall owners, Lin Xiayang had already bought several sets of clothes at the lowest price.Isn't his method of bargaining exactly the method of "playing hard to get" recorded in military books?

The Chinese art of war is really unpredictable.

After the task of buying clothes was completed, Lin Xiayang walked around again, bought a pair of nail clippers and ear picks for one dollar, saw that there was nothing to buy, and prepared to go back to school.

However, the weather was not beautiful, and the weather was fine when we came out.When I went back, there was a sudden storm.

Lucheng is located in the subtropical zone. It is not uncommon for a sudden violent storm to occur at noon in the hot summer.

Lin Xiayang didn't bring an umbrella, and he didn't think about buying an umbrella when he was shopping at the street stall just now.Now on the road, there is no shelter from the rain.Fortunately, the clothes bought from the street stalls were all packed in plastic bags.

Lin Xiayang tied the plastic bag into a tight knot to prevent the clothes from getting wet from the rain.Then he tucked the plastic bag under his wrist and ran towards school in the rain.

Along the way, there are naturally many like-minded comrades, most of whom forgot to bring their umbrellas.Of course, there are also umbrellas, but under the sudden storm, the effect of the fragile folding fan is really limited.

"Ah..." With a scream, a girl suddenly fell to the ground.

It turned out that the umbrella had the opposite effect.The girl's strength was not very strong, and with the umbrella for a ride, she couldn't stand firmly, but was carried forward by the umbrella and fell forward.Immediately, the whole body was drenched, and it was more miserable than passers-by running without an umbrella.

In the violent storm, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, and no one helped the fallen girl.

Lin Xiayang is not a meddlesome person, and usually has nothing to do with himself.At this moment, seeing that the girl didn't fall very badly, he naturally didn't intend to go over and help her up.

(End of this chapter)