While waiting for Shen Zui's answer, he quickly skipped over his nineteen-year career and found no particularly outstanding advantages.
A smile appeared in Shen Yu's eyes, and he said softly: "He is handsome and has a good figure."
Fang Zonglai: "..."
"I didn't expect you, Shen Jun, to be both beautiful and figure-conscious." Fang Zonglai instinctively touched his abdominal muscles to see if they were still there. It seems that he will need to exercise more in the future to stay in shape.
Shen Jue leaned close to his neck and smiled muffledly, telling the truth: "What do you have eyes for? Isn't it just to look at handsome guys?"
"I thought those beautiful eyes of yours were used for reading exercises." Fang Zonglai said with a smile, but suddenly became wary again.
There seemed to be a lot of handsome guys in the school, some of them better looking than him, and much better in shape than him. Including Xia Xi, he was the one with the best brains.
Fang Zonglai suddenly felt a little insecure again, "Then...then will you like others?"
"Why do you look at me like that?" Shen Zui rubbed his head against Fang Zonglai's neck, disapproving of biting him, and got up emotionally.
At this moment, he went back to his room to sleep and closed the door with a loud bang.
Fang Zonglai found a bottle of beer in the refrigerator and drank it down. The chilling feeling instantly refreshed him and at the same time restored his fighting spirit and courage.
But he still stayed at the door of the room timidly, "Shenjiu, are you asleep?"
"I'm sorry, I'm too unsure of myself."
"I'm sorry, I'm too insecure."
Fang Zonglai's eyes immediately turned red as soon as he realized that he and Shen Ying were really as Xia Xi said and might not be that suitable.
"Come in, let me give you a hug." A drunken voice came from inside the room.
This boy, who was only a few days older than Fang Zonglai, understood that his little friend was not feeling right.
Fang Zonglai blinked away the tears in his eyes vigorously, and wiped the tears on his face carelessly like a rough man. With red eyes, he opened the door, walked over, and sat down.
As Shen Jiu approached him, Fang Zonglai put Shen Jiu's aggrieved man on his shoulder.
"Would you like to go to sleep?" He held Fang Zonglai's handsome face and kissed the end of his eyes patiently.
This grievance is real, but for a moment, there are men behind me who are pretending to be pitiful, sensing that Shen Jiu has a tendency to relent and be pushed back.
As he sobbed and sobbed, he lifted up Shen Ji's clothes. As his tears fell, he kissed Shen Ji.
"Shen Zui..." Fang Zonglai looked at Shen Zui in fascination, who was only for himself, and Shen Zui was contented.
The person being called raised his neck and gasped: "Huh?"