Chapter 49: Now, do you want my contact information?

Jiang Lan's life at school has always been fulfilling.

Especially recently, the upcoming sports meeting has made everyone in the school student union extremely busy and complaining.

Before today, Jiang Lan would definitely not cause more trouble for himself.

In fact, what he just said about wanting to be Wen Zhiyan's bodyguard was somewhat impulsive.

Jiang Lan originally thought that he might regret what he said.

But in fact, he found that not only did he not regret it, but he was even vaguely worried about being rejected by Wen Zhiyan.

"I have no money, Brother Lan, can I have sex for free?"

Jiang Lan waited for a long time before getting such a question from Wen Zhiyan.

He calmly breathed a sigh of relief and said in a joking tone:

"After all, I am one of the most handsome alphas in S. I can't do it for free."

Wen Zhiyan knew that Jiang Lan was not taking advantage of him for repayment . people.

If Jiang Lan was the one, then he should have asked for something in return on the day he helped her check in all afternoon.

But Jiang Lan not only didn't, but also looked like he didn't want to get too entangled with him, and didn't even dare to add his contact information.

Wen Zhiyan could tell that Jiang Lan was joking, but he did not cooperate with him. He only deliberately and regretfully said:

"I can't afford one of the most prestigious alphas in S University, so let's forget it."

Jiang Lan looked at it Looking at the smile in Wen Zhiyan's eyes, he looked like a cunning little fox.

He chuckled: "No, what can I forget? I'm very cheap. I can afford a meal."

Wen Zhi said cheerfully: "Really? I have no money, so there is no need to talk about a big meal. "

Jiang Lan touched his nose: "There is no need for a big meal, just breakfast, two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk, okay?"

Wen Zhiyan hesitated: "I will consider..."

Jiang Lan laughed angrily at him and interrupted him: " Are you really considering giving me no face at all?"

Wen Zhiyan shook his head and continued:

"You are an alpha with a physique that cannot be eaten by two buns. I will think about it and give you two more at my discretion. "

Jiang Lan clicked her tongue and praised Wen:

"It's quite considerate."

When the two left the scenic area, they were just before the morning rush hour. Many taxis had just left and they were stopped by the roadside. car.

Jiang Lan opened the back door of the taxi and let Wen Zhiyan get in first. She sat on the other side, one seat apart from Wen Zhiyan.

Maybe the sunrise was too beautiful, or maybe the feeling Wen Zhiyan brought to Jiang Lan was too novel.

Jiang Lan didn't feel sleepy or tired.

He didn't like talking to people in a small closed space with strangers around. He fell silent from the moment he got in the car, only looking at the receding scenery outside the window without saying a word.

Two minutes later, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Wen Zhiyan, who was also keeping quiet, but happened to see Wen Zhiyan closing his eyes in a daze and about to tilt his head.

Jiang Lan subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Wen Zhiyan's head. Seeing that he had no reaction, he moved his buttocks, got closer to Wen Zhiyan, and carefully placed Wen Zhiyan's head on his shoulder.

Jiang Lan's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

He tilted his head and looked at the top of Wen Zhiyan's hair, and even breathed a little lighter involuntarily.

The journey back to school wasn't too far, but it still took a lot of time due to the rush hour on the way, with stops and starts along the way.

Jiang Lan, on the other hand, looked at Wen Zhiyan all the way through the rearview mirror in front of the windshield.

It wasn't until the taxi stopped at the north gate of the school that Wen Zhiyan seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes in confusion and asked,

"Are we here?"

Jiang Lan suddenly came back to his senses.

He groaned, took out a twenty-dollar cash note from his pocket, handed it to the taxi driver, and then opened the door and got out of the car first.

Wen Zhiyan followed Jiang Lan out of the car, stood on the roadside and stretched, revealing a small part of his tight and slender waist.

Jiang Lan was dazzled by the gleam of porcelain white. He quickly stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of Wen Zhiyan's clothes and said nosyly:

"Pick up those pants of yours. When you lift your arms, a large part of your waist is exposed. It's so white." , It hurts my eyes."

Wen Zhiyan looked down at his pants, which were stuck above his hip bones. Although they looked uneven after a night of tossing, they looked good overall.

He reached out and patted away Jiang Lan's hand that was tugging at the corner of his clothes:

"Then don't look at it."

Jiang Lan groaned, let go of his hand, and fell silent.

The two crossed the road side by side. When Wen Zhiyan saw Jiang Lan fell silent, he tilted his head and said,

"Are you angry?"

Jiang Lan denied, "No, why should I be angry? I'm not your alpha."

Wen Zhiyan said He curled his lips and looked around secretly. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he secretly pulled up the waistband of his pants.

He originally wanted to say: "Look at your inconsistent and petty behavior."

But after thinking about it, he felt that these words were somewhat ambiguous.

The two just experienced some special scenes and initially established a friendship.

Wen Zhiyan has no plans to fall in love yet, and he doesn't think Jiang Lan will fall in love with him in just one night.

It's made ambiguous and unnecessary.

So he swallowed back those unfinished words, and after adjusting his pants, he squeezed Jiang Lan's waist.

Although Jiang Lan remained silent, he was clearly pleased by Wen Zhiyan's well-behaved behavior. Not only did the smile return to his lips, but he also raised his hand to rub the top of Wen Zhiyan's head.

Wen Zhiyan agreed to treat Jiang Lan to breakfast. , entered the school and was about to walk towards the school cafeteria, but was rejected by Jiang Lan.

"Nowadays, people in the cafeteria are going to morning classes. There are too many people. How about another day?"

Jiang Lan looked at Wen Zhiyan who was yawning continuously and looking slightly tired. He made an excuse and wanted Wen Zhiyan to go back quickly. sleep.

Wen Zhiyan frowned: "Aren't you hungry?"

Jiang Lan shook his head: "I haven't digested the sandwich before going up the mountain, and now I have no appetite. Are you hungry?"

Wen Zhiyan didn't like breakfast very much, and now the most important thing is What's more, he was so sleepy that he really wasn't in the mood to eat.

"I'm not hungry either."

The two of them reached a consensus, and Jiang Lan went straight to a nearby shared bicycle, patted the back seat and said,

"Get on the bike and take you back to your dormitory."

Wen Zhiyan didn't know how to ride a bicycle, nor did he sit on it . Pass the back seat of the bicycle.

Looking at the narrow back seat, I hesitated for a moment, not knowing which direction to sit in so as not to hurt my butt.

Jiang Lan seemed to be aware of what he was thinking, and said funnyly:

"I'm not wearing a coat. I can't take off my shirt and put it under your buttocks and ride back shirtless."

"If you're afraid of getting hurt, sit sideways and make do with me, young master."

Wen Zhiyan then slowly sat sideways on the narrow and low seat and emphasized,

"Don't call me young master."

Jiang Lan understood. : "Little Young Master."

"No."

"Little Princess."

"Shut up."

"Little Princess."

"If you call me again, I will beat you to death."

"..."

The two of them faced the rising sun and walked through the crowd. , passed through the shadows of sycamore trees, and returned to the door of Omega's dormitory.

Jiang Lan locked his bicycle, bought a box of yogurt and a small sugar-free cake from the convenience store in front of his dormitory, and handed it to Wen Zhiyan:

"Don't sleep on the bed. If you have classes, tell your monitor to ask for leave. "

Wen Zhiyan looked at the small bag in Jiang Lan's hand and couldn't tell what he felt.

He reached out, took the small plastic bag, lowered his head, and asked Jiang Lan,

"Do you want my contact information now?"