After Marrying the School Grass (MTL)

Chapter 10: Eating Spicy

Freshmen's speeches are all clichés. In the past, Jian Ran would start yawning after listening for a minute. Now three minutes have passed, and he is still mentally forced.

When Jian Ran realized this, he was inexplicably upset. He withdrew his gaze and began to play with his phone with his head down. He could control himself not to look, but he couldn't block the voices of the two dog roommates.

Ji Yuanxi: "Ren Qinglin's appearance is really impressive. Look at that face, that waist, that leg... look at the eyes of the school girls looking at him, how is it different from looking at Grandpa Mao. I don't know if he has a girlfriend."

Jian Ran paused his fingertips.

Ren Qinglin doesn't have a girlfriend, but has a husband, so I ask you if you're afraid.

Shen Zixiao: "Why do you always look at people's waists and legs, be careful and I'll tell your wife."

Ji Yuanxi shook his index finger, "You know what, I have eyes that discover beauty—but where are you going?"

"Go to a place where I can't hear your BB."

Shen Zixiao and Ji Yuanxi looked at each other.

"Old Ji, are you lame? You have to praise Ren Qinglin in front of Jianran..."

Ji Yuanxi looked innocent: "Then I'll just say it casually. But no matter how good Ren Qinglin is, my love for Ranran will never decrease at all!"

For a moment, Jian Ran forgot that he had sneaked in, and walked through the back row openly, but fortunately, everyone else sat with their backs to him, and no one noticed his existence.

Except Ren Qinglin on the podium.

Ren Qinglin's voice paused inaudibly.

At the end of the freshmen's speech, Ren Qinglin bowed slightly to the crowd, and walked off the podium amidst applause.

Jian Ran was going to concentrate on appreciating the speech of their elementary school bully, and was about to put away his phone when he received a WeChat message from Ren Qinglin.

.R: The senior came to see me?

Jian Ranran: [No, get out, and ask me to kill you.jpg]

.R: You stand still.

Jian Ranran: [Your father is at a loss.jpg]

.R: I'm getting out.

Jian Ran:? ? ?

On the stage, Ke Yan stood behind the podium and began his first speech in his life.

Jian Ran raised his mobile phone, thinking to take a few photos as a souvenir, when suddenly he heard someone whispering in his ear: "Senior."

Jian Ran was surprised and he almost dropped his cell phone. He turned his head and saw Ren Qinglin, and cursed in a low voice: "Where the hell did you come from? You scared me."

"I came around from the outside."

The corner was just that big, two big men squeezed together, and Jian Ran could even smell the smell of Qinglin's body.

It's the smell of laundry detergent, faint and fresh, like the scent of jasmine, and it smells a little nice.

Jian Ran pushed Ren Qinglin with his elbow, "Is this the only land left on earth? Stay away from Dad."

"But senior," Ren Qinglin pointed to the camera hanging in midair, "Other places will be photographed ."

"Then go back to your seat."