Pride & Lust (31)
"he?"
Lin Mo raised his lips, and Curly nodded. Then Lin Mo pointed at the cold boy on Curly's phone and said, "Do you want his contact information?"
Curly nodded frantically, his face getting redder and redder, and clarified: "I'm not gay either, I just want to be friends with a handsome guy."
Not gay, want friend status.
This damn stubborn taste.
Lin Mo's eyebrows were cold, he pushed away Juanmao's phone, played with his lighter with his fingers, and said nonchalantly: "I don't know him."
Curly was very disappointed, "Don't you know him? But he looks very handsome."
The people next to him joked: "She looks pretty, but what do you mean by very pretty?"
Curly gestured: "It's that kind of expensive-looking aura," and then thought: "But he is a little special, not on the same level as the others."
"Oh~ Is this Tianhua's student?"
The teasing gaze left Curly and returned to Lin Mo.
The lights in the restaurant were bright, but Lin Mo was always shrouded in a faint, cold irritation.
Lin Mo said indifferently: "I don't know him."
Curly had to leave in disappointment.
After he left, the man who had spoken came over again, bumped Lin Mo's hand with his wine glass, and asked, "Really don't know him?"
"You still want me to join the student council to take your place, so keep your words to yourself."
Lin Mo's tone became really bad at this time. He tore off the gentleman's outer packaging and became indescribably cold and irritable.
The president narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Ah, how stingy."
The president is also a student of Tianhua International. He is a senior this year, which is a perfect match for Song Shu's enrollment. But he and Lin Mo have known each other since childhood and have a good relationship privately. Now that he is preparing to graduate, and Lin Mo has just been admitted, he wants to find a successor for his position. So he invited Lin Mo to attend this party.
Stingy? Lin Mo fiddled with the coins in his hand and suddenly sneered.
If he was really stingy, he should catch Song Shu back, make Song Shu wear women's clothes every day, and let Song Shu seduce him.
It's okay to seduce him, but he's also a lazy person.
In the video, it is obvious that Song Shu is also on the campus of Huajing University. Combined with his deskmate's circle of friends, it is highly likely that Song Shu came to school early with his deskmate.
Lin Mo rubbed his brows, his anger rising again. It seemed that when he wasn't seducing him, he was fooling around with other people.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the long green dialog box in the message box, with only a few white sentences occasionally.
He is very servile, very stubborn and very shameless.
But no matter how annoyed he was, his fingers moved slightly and he sent two more messages as if uncontrollably.
Lin Mo: [Senior year has started]
[Are you busy recently?]
…
It was already evening when Song Shu received the message. He had been busy with school recently, and 555 allowed him not to do any tasks for a day, so naturally he didn't want to log in to his secondary account.
It was annoying to run into Lin Mo recently because school was about to start, and he didn’t want to continue chatting with Lin Mo on Fetion. But considering that he would have to trick Lin Mo again after school started, and he had left Lin Mo alone for quite a long time before, Song Shu rubbed his nose and replied: [Yes, I’m busy QAQ]
[I hate senior year of high school and don’t want to go to school]
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After replying, Song Shu felt that he had completed the task. When his deskmate came over, he put away his phone as if nothing had happened. "Where are you going tomorrow?"
The classmate clung to Song Shu and blinked: "How about we go horseback riding? There's also a recreation room over there where we can play billiards or something like that."
Song Shu nodded: "It's up to you."
My deskmate smiled more deeply and looked at his phone, wondering casually, "Who are you chatting with? Messages keep popping up on the screen."
In fact, my desk mate had been staring at me for a long time with a sour expression on his face.
Song Shu put his phone in his pocket. He didn't feel any pain after telling too many lies. He lied without hesitation: "I didn't chat with anyone. I just joined a new class group."
555: [Are you serious about lying while putting away your phone? This small action can cause so much damage~~~]
“………”
Song Shu was speechless to 555: "Something is wrong with you lately."
【Because I am thinking about a problem. 】
Isn't Song Shu a scumbag? How come the scumbag in the previous world played such a bad role and failed the mission.
Song Shu raised his middle finger and said, "Go away."
…
The weather was good the next day and there were not many people at the racecourse. Song Shu and his deskmate swiped their VIP cards to enter and each picked a horse they liked.
Song Shu changed into riding clothes and ran into someone he didn't want to meet when he went out.
Lin Mo.
Lin Mo had already changed and was buttoning his cuffs. Song Shu wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but Lin Mo was very sensitive to his gaze and immediately looked up at him.
It didn't seem right to look away at this time, so Song Shu had to look back.
After not seeing each other for a long time, there seemed to be something more in Lin Mo's eyes. He lowered his head and glanced at Song Shu's legs.
For the sake of lightness, riding clothes are all tight-fitting styles. Song Shu's clothes seem to be custom-made, white tight riding clothes, tight waist not too thin, beautiful and smooth leg lines, with a black leg ring on the thigh, made into a binding style.
I don’t know whether the butterfly mark has disappeared or not.
Lin Mo's ambiguous gaze turned to Song Shu's face, but before he could say anything, the door was pushed open again. A group of students from the student union rushed in, "Brother Lin! Are you ready? I can't wait..." to go riding.
All mute.
The doorway is so small that people who can’t be seen from behind have to tiptoe or squeeze in. “Why aren’t you talking?”
She was speechless after saying that and just stared at the boy in front of her.
The real person is more impactful than photos and videos, not to mention that she is wearing a riding suit that shows off her waist.
Her eyes and brows are cold, yet indescribably beautiful.
Song Shu put on his gloves, and the white on his wrist was completely swallowed up. He looked at Lin Mo, nodded reluctantly, and walked out past the group of people.
My deskmate was leaning against the wall waiting for him. When he saw him come out, he complained, "Why are there so many people blocking the door?"
No matter how much they said, they couldn't hear anything else. This group of people were like sunflowers turning around the sun. When they could no longer see Song Shu, they turned to Lin Mo.
A little shy and a little unbelievable.
"You... know each other?"
…
Song Shu had been to the horse riding field before. He didn’t like riding horses, but he still had to go. It was a compulsory course for heirs.
At that time, Song Shu was still very young. He was of the right age, but not tall enough, so he needed someone to carry him when he got on and off the horse. At first, Song Shu felt a little embarrassed, but he was the only other sparring coach in the stable, so he got used to it. Later, when he grew up, his height was enough, and his horsemanship became mature, the coach was naturally dismissed.
But the main purpose of his deskmate bringing Song Shu here was not to ride horses.
In the entertainment room, the camera is out of focus. The central figure is applying chocolate powder to the golf club. His long legs are bent and he looks over. "Want to take a picture?"
Song Shu doesn't have a sense of camera, but he has good looks and good proportions, so he will never look ugly no matter how he is photographed.
My deskmate put down his camera and said with a smile: "I want to take more pictures of you. When we get to school, I will look at your pictures and miss you every day."
"…Then you take the photo."
Song Shu was so disgusted by his words that he didn't know what to say.
He leaned over and aimed the cue at the cue ball, his waist curved up and down, and the round lines of his buttocks became more obvious.
The time he bent over was not long, but it was still captured by the camera.
Boom.
The ball goes into the hole.
The entertainment room was well ventilated, but my deskmate still felt dizzy. He raised his camera and took several pictures. He couldn't help but get closer and said, "Can you teach me how to play billiards?"
Song Shu looked at him, surprised: "Don't you know how to do it?"
"No, who said I can do it." My deskmate stared at that face, his eyes starting to feel dizzy again, "I can't do it."
Song Shu called the administrator over and said, "Then let him teach you the rules first. I'll go out and buy a bottle of soda."
Song Shu was really thirsty. The recreation room provided soda and drinking water, but not his favorite. While his deskmate was asking the administrator for advice, he pushed open the door of the recreation room and was frightened by a group of people guarding the door.
The person outside the door didn't seem to expect Song Shu to come out so soon. He was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red.
This was not the first time that Song Shu had faced this situation. He walked through the crowd skillfully and left the group of people at the door as if nothing had happened.
This group of people happened to be students from Huajing University who came to the chess and card room with Lin Mo to relax. After Song Shu left, they also started to talk and make noise.
"I...why did you follow me here? He found you all!"
"You guys are the ones, following others is shameful."
"So, are you here?"
"I am here to condemn you."
"…You are the most shameless one."
There was a lot of chattering, and it was unclear whether it was because they were arguing so hard that their faces were red, or because they were angry and embarrassed after being discovered.
…
The vending machine was in the rest area. Song Shu successfully paid by face scanning, and a figure appeared beside him.
Lin Mo.
The soda rolled down, Song Shu bent down to get it, and Lin Mo's Adam's apple rolled slightly.
"What a coincidence."
The cold soda soothed the dry heat of the summer. Song Shu stood up straight and said casually, "What a coincidence! The chocolate is really delicious."
The act of exchanging pleasantries should not happen between sworn enemies. Song Shu directly killed the topic by talking irrelevantly.
He turned around and tried to leave, but Lin Mo followed him and said, "I met a girl during the summer vacation."
"Oh." Song Shu laughed in his heart and on his face. Yes, I'll scare you to death if I tell you this, that girl is me.
Unexpectedly, Lin Mo's next sentence was: "Her name is Xiao Sen, she is my girlfriend."
Song Shu: “……?”
Buddy, you are really thick-skinned.
Song Shu still didn't look at Lin Mo's face, "So?" He was curious about what Lin Mo would say next.
"So I have a girlfriend and you're still single, I win."
Lin Mo looked at him straight, as if trying to discover something from his face.
Song Shu was confused: "...Who is comparing this with you?"
Lin Mo shrugged, his eyes fixed on Song Shu's earlobe: "Well, what else? After all, we have been enemies for a long time. I thought you would be interested in this."
Song Shu almost crushed the soda bottle. He smiled and said, "Not interested."
Who is like you, the scumbag who falls in love with every girl he meets and likes to take photos of people who are not interested in him? 555 reads the next sentence for him: [What this otaku pursues is the supreme pure love! ]
Song Shu didn't want to talk to Lin Mo, so he quickened his pace and tried to leave. Lin Mo didn't follow him, but whispered the last sentence behind him: "Her name is Xiao Sen, she's a very beautiful girl, with nice legs and a good personality."
What's the difference between saying this in front of Song Shu and getting close to him and using your ultimate skill?
Song Shu couldn't help but curse, "Lin Mo, you're praising your uncle! What I take out is bigger than yours!"
…
After talking to Song Shu, Lin Mo stood there and sent a message to Xiao Sen.
[What are you doing? I ran into someone I didn’t want to see at the riding field]
Ms. Lin: [Who?]
This is probably the least perfunctory reply in the past few days. Lin Mo curled his lips: [A friend]
Before Lin Mo could reply, the students who came with him almost ran towards him at full speed.
Lin Mo:?
The one who ran the fastest was Curly. He almost fell to his knees before he could brake, crying, "Brother Lin, Brother Mo, Brother Lin Mo! I admit it, I am gay. Please, give me his Feixin."
…
The virus began to spread.
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