expired brother

Chapter 125

Zhang Nanxing held a stack of red envelopes, each half as thick as a finger, Ruan Fangyu's Adam's apple rolled down, and silently looked at Zhang Xinghang.

Zhang Xinghang is relatively indifferent, after all he is richer than Zhang Nanxing.

"It's time to pay New Year's greetings." Zhang Nanxing said: "You are one year older, and after the New Year's greetings, you will have lucky money."

Ruan Fangyu's lips moved, not very embarrassed, and whispered: "Brother, Happy New Year."

Zhang Nanxing gave him five red envelopes.

Ruan Fangyu: "???"

Zhang Nanxing teased him, "The number of red envelopes is based on the number of words in auspicious words for New Year greetings."

He originally wanted to get Ruan Fangyu to say a few more words, but Ruan Fangyu turned his head and looked at Zhang Xinghang with regret on his face.

Zhang Xinghang understood his hint easily, turned sideways, and faced Zhang Nanxing.

"Brother Nan Xing, happy new year. In the new year, I wish you a lot of wealth, good luck, Gong Xi Fa Cai, all wishes come true, good luck like the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan, prosperous business, and abundant wealth..."

He is worthy of being praised by Wan Xiaoqian. He carefully expanded his words and sentences, and wrote a small New Year's greeting composition on the spot, which made Tan Yaozhou who had just entered the door dumbfounded.

Zhang Nanxing: "..."

"Don't memorize it." He pushed the stack of red envelopes to him, "You two share."

At two o'clock in the morning, Ruan Fangyu woke up from the joy of "collecting a year's tuition", staring at the TV, his upper and lower eyelids almost glued together, Zhang Xinghang took him upstairs to sleep.

The two young people left, to be precise, Ruan Fangyu left, and the living room returned to silence.The night outside the window was not too dark, and the haze formed by the two fireworks covered the stars.

There are drinks, snacks, and melon seeds on the coffee table, and while it is messy, I remember the excitement and fireworks just now.

Zhang Nanxing rolled up the bed blanket and nestled in the sofa, half-closed his eyes to watch the skit that was being broadcast on TV. The crowd on the field burst into laughter, but he didn't even mention the corners of his lips.

Tan Yaozhou picked up the pillow that fell on the ground, sat down beside him, put him in his arms with one arm, lowered his head and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit." Zhang Nanxing shrank into his arms and closed his eyelids.

Both he and Zhang Xinghang are a bit unfamiliar with the Chinese New Year. In their impression, the Chinese New Year is more uncomfortable than usual. Things that fit the occasion are posted everywhere in the house, which will only make the huge house even more deserted.

This year's liveliness and warmth, on the contrary, made him feel at a loss as to how to cherish it, as if he was afraid that, with the exception of this one time, he would have to return to that kind of life in the future.

"I just saw that you gave New Year's money to Xinghang and them." Tan Yaozhou pressed his slightly hot forehead, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Brother Nan Xing, Happy New Year."

Zhang Nanxing smiled lightly, he is indeed one year older than Tan Yaozhou, "I don't have any red envelopes anymore."

"Then use something else." Tan Yaozhou's hand reached under the blanket at some point and buried it under Zhang Nanxing's clothes.

He knows everything about Zhang Nanxing, including how to make him lie down, open...

The light above his head was a little bright, Zhang Nanxing put his wrists on the tip of his eyes, squinted his eyes slightly, and within a short while, crystal tears and passion filled the dark pupils, his waist was lifted up, and his back was tight Rubbing across the sofa with a trembling, the blanket had completely fallen to the ground, and the corner at the end was buried into the cushion because of Zhang Nanxing's forceful hook.

"I said so." Tan Yaozhou put his arm on his shoulder, his voice was low and hoarse, "how can you be more comfortable."

Zhang Nanxing let go of his hand, bit his lips and hooked him around his neck, but it seemed like he had fallen into a trap.When I realized it, I was already kneeling on the opponent's lap, and it was even more unbearable...

At noon the next day, when Zhang Xinghang went downstairs, he found a red bite mark on Tan Yaozhou's shoulder close to my collarbone. The other party had been wearing round-neck home clothes all the time. I didn't find it last night, which means it was made after they went to sleep... …

Zhang Xinghang stared at it for a while, then naturally looked away when Tan Yaozhou turned around and noticed it.

"Want water?" Tan Yaozhou was holding a cold water jug, filling the empty cup in his hand.

The water was mixed with hot and cold, and the warmth was transmitted to the palm through the glass wall. Zhang Xinghang saw the bright silver ring on his middle finger again, and lowered his eyes.

"Brother Tan, I want to ask you something..."

The winter vacation is very short, and the city's third year of high school breaks until the third year of junior high school. Zhang Nanxing helps them pack their things, but at the same time feels that the pressure of study is too great.

"It can't be helped, it's the third year of high school." Ruan Fangyu packed the finished papers and exercise booklets into the schoolbag, "There is only half a year left, it's a little bit more to learn, and the teachers will come back to school with us."

"This semester is tight, we plan to go back to live in a small apartment near Xinghang School. It is convenient to go to and from school and save time."

Zhang Nanxing stuffed them with two cans of warmed milk into their schoolbags, and asked, "Hasn't anyone lived there for a long time?"

Ruan Fangyu said: "Xinghang has already had someone clean it before."

"We probably don't have time to raise a dog this semester, so brother will take care of it for us first."

Tan Yaozhou was taking a piece of beef jerky to play with the dog, when he heard this, he said to Zhuang Zhuang, "Look, your parents gave you to me."

Zhuang Zhuang was lying on the ground, staring at the beef jerky with a pair of black glasses, and jumped up with a "uh--".

Fortunately, Tan Yaozhou let go in time, otherwise his fingers would be broken.

"Are you so fierce?"

Zhuang Zhuang ignored him, and after eating the beef jerky, he licked his lips with his tongue, his tail swung quickly behind him, and ran to Zhang Nanxing's feet to rub his trouser legs.

Its small head is very bright, and its ears are raised and swayed. Nanxing couldn't help but bent down and licked it, "What do you care about with a dog?"

Tan Yaozhou took a breath, and asked with a cold sneer, "Will my family status be worse than a dog in the future?"

The old city has less control, the air is still filled with a faint smell of sulfur, firecrackers and red confetti are everywhere, and a long queue of cars squeezes to the school gate in two days—students leave and come back.

The sky was not bad, the sun came out early in the morning, and the morning light shone on the unmelted snow in the flower beds beside the road, giving off a little light.

"Mom and Dad—" Huang Yang rushed into the class wearing a down jacket, and went straight to the two of them. His schoolbag slammed on the table, and Da Ma Jindao sat down.

"Let me tell you something! Huang Leiyue him..." Before Huang Yang pointed his index finger in the air, Ruan Fangyu casually continued, "Did I confess my love to you?"

Huang Yang was stunned: "Huh???"

Ruan Fangyu said: "Oh, it's okay, you continue."

Huang Yang suddenly lost interest in talking about the topic just now. He widened his eyes and looked suspiciously at Ruan Fangyu who buried his face in the table and was finishing the papers.

"Why do you ask that? He has a crush on me?"

Ruan Fangyu was a little dazed, and said to herself, how do you want me to answer your question so bluntly?

He still lowered his head and said vaguely, "How do I know."

He can't say much about other people's affairs, let alone in the third year of high school, Huang Leiyue has his own considerations about whether to pierce this layer of window paper.

He is more realistic, no one knows where he will go after graduation, and it is not a good thing to put all his eggs in one basket at this time.