My Beautiful Landlord

Not long after I sat down, a pair of soft and boneless hands came over. It was Zhang Xue. Zhang... Elder sister, what are you doing? " My throat tightened, I didn't dare to turn around and let her see the blazing look in my eyes, so I had to ask her with my back facing Zhang Xue.

When Zhang Xue talked, she came close to my ear and breathed hot air out, accompanied with each word, it sprayed onto me. It made me itch behind my ears, in my heart. The way Zhang Xue touched me was like scratching an itch on a pair of boots, making me feel even more uncomfortable.

After washing myself, I looked at Zhang Xue awkwardly. I didn't know if I should stand up to wipe myself or let her go out first. Before I could say anything, Zhang Xue urged me, "Hurry up, why are you still not coming out after showering like a child?" She laughed at me.

I had to sit on the small stool that Zhang Xue had sat on earlier. The small stool still had the warmth of Zhang Xue. She took the medicine box and kneeled in front of me, giving me a little medicine with her fingers. Zhang Xue's soft fingers were mixed with a cool and refreshing medicinal paste, and when it was applied, it instantly alleviated the pain, making one feel extremely comfortable.

I gritted my teeth to keep from being laughed at. The process of applying the medicine was extremely comfortable and torturous. Even though my body was so patient that I wanted to push her away and run back to my room, I heard it from Zhang Xue's mouth. Even then, her heart was still a little disappointed.

That night I had a dream again.

Early the next morning, I took off my underwear and went to the bathroom to wash before going to school. Coincidentally, I met Zhang Xue who was inside washing her face and brushing her teeth. She saw the underwear in my hand at a glance, even though I had subconsciously hidden it behind my back.

Zhang Xue smiled at me as if she understood me. As she walked out of the bathroom, she did not forget to tell me, "Young people are truly energetic." She even emphasized on the word "energy".

The breakfast was Zhang Xue's sandwich made at home and her hot milk.

During breakfast, Zhang Xue suddenly asked me: "Do you usually not cook at home? It seems to me that the kitchen is unused, and there are no ingredients in the fridge. "

Zhang Xue bit on the big red lips of the sandwich, making her feel a little attractive. I quickly changed my focus: "Ah, yes, yes … Because I usually eat in the school cafeteria, or charge at bubbling surface s here. "

"No wonder I saw half a box of bubbling surface in the cupboard. Don't eat such a nutritious thing in the future, the school's cafeteria doesn't taste too good either, right?" After Zhang Xue finished speaking, she took a gulp of milk and her lips were smeared with a circle of white milk. She stuck out her tongue and licked it clean, I watched as Zhang Xue couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

And then he answered slowly, "Ah... Hmm... Also … Good. It's better than the food in our house. "

Zhang Xue lovingly promised me that she would come over and cook for me whenever she had the time.

After arriving at school, I asked around to find out who Han Liang was, and asked around for our class, but didn't manage to find out. It was only when I asked a senior about him that he told me, "Oh, you said Han Liang? is the poor student of that poor student. "

"Ah?" What do you mean? Senior, can you tell me more? " I asked quickly.

"Oh, you freshmen might not know, but you'll know soon enough. Han Liang was originally in second place, but his tuition was too expensive, so he didn't go to study. Because our school exempts him from tuition fees, and we also subsidize him with five hundred dollars a month, as long as he publishes more papers while he's in school. " The senior said.

"Yes, yes." And then? "Why does he say that he is a poor student among the poor?" I pressed.

"Where did you see him?" the senior asked me.

"Oh, in the chore room of the old school building by the playground." I replied.

"That's right." The senior looked at me and said.

"What's right?" I didn't understand, but the senior's next words scared me so much that my jaw almost dropped to the floor.

"Because he couldn't even afford to pay a few hundred dollars a semester for his dorm room, so the school let him live in that miscellaneous room." The senior looked as if he wanted to say something.

"Because he's spending five hundred dollars for dinner." The senior didn't seem surprised at all.

"Didn't his family not give him a single cent?"

"That's right. Ah, it's not that they won't give it to you. It's because no one will give it to you." "He is from an orphanage. The orphanage will ignore him after he turns eighteen." The senior laments for a while longer before I leave.

So it turns out that this Senior Han Liang was such a person. No wonder he was so calm when he asked me for money.