Yuan Xiaoyang was naturally determined not to do anything, but the consequence was that under Lu Lang's coercion, he was taken several photos from head to toe, which made his face turn red and he didn't know where to sway his hands and feet.

After taking the photo, Yuan Xiaoyang thought it was finally over. Unexpectedly, after he took off his clothes, Lu Lang grabbed the clothes and wanted to check out.

"Don't buy it!" Yuan Xiaoyang hurriedly grabbed him.

"Why can't you buy it?" Lu Lang looked at him, "convince me."

"I..." Yuan Xiaoyang wanted to say, don't spend money to buy me strange clothes, but Lu Lang didn't say that he wanted to buy it for him. He was a little bit self-indulgent when he stopped Lu Lang. After thinking about it, Yuan Xiaoyang finally changed his words and said, "This is different from the style of your dressing."

"So what if I dress differently from my style?" Lu Lang raised his eyebrows, "I said I'm going to wear it?"

"I bought it to hold it when I was sleeping, like a sheep." Lu Lang looked at Yuan Xiaoyang with a malicious expression. Yuan Xiaoyang nodded hesitantly, believing it. Unexpectedly, Lu Lang got closer and whispered: "Of course, if I don't wear it, it doesn't mean I don't force anyone to wear it."

Who else could Lu Lang force him besides forcing him? After Yuan Xiaoyang came to his senses, he grabbed Lu Lang's arm and refused to let him pay the bill, but Lu Lang was not something he could pull, and he dragged a lamb to settle the bill without any obstacles.

After paying the bill, Lu Lang handed the bag to Yuan Xiaoyang and asked him to help him take it.

Yuan Xiaoyang had no choice but to take it. He looked at the furry clothes in the bag and didn't dare to think about how Lu Lang would force him to wear them in the future.

After leaving the clothing store, Yuan Xiaoyang was afraid that Lu Lang would have another trick, so he urged Lu Lang to buy the gifts quickly.

Lu Lang's friend likes to play basketball, and Lu Lang often plays with him, so Lu Lang leads Yuan Xiaoyang to a sports goods store and picks a basketball for his friend.

Yuan Xiaoyang knew for the first time that a basketball could be sold for 8,900 yuan, and more than 1,000 yuan. Seeing those prices, he couldn't help but hold his breath and didn't even dare to touch it.

Lu Lang couldn't understand his mood, so he found a ball that he liked and bought it, and didn't even look at the price.

After buying the ball, Lu Lang continued to look at things in the store. As he watched, Yuan Xiaoyang suddenly pulled his hand.

"how?"

"I want to go to the toilet." Yuan Xiaoyang was embarrassed.

"You go." Lu Lang lifted the bag in his hand to his hand, "I'm waiting for you here."

Yuan Xiaoyang nodded and walked quickly.

After Yuan Xiaoyang left, Lu Lang circled around the store again. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure, which was Zhou Qiang.

Lu Lang's heart skipped a beat. He didn't want to see Zhou Qiang here at all, so he quickly turned around.

"Lu Lang."

As soon as he turned around, Lu Lang was stopped by Zhou Qiang.

"I've seen you a long time ago, and it's useless to escape."

Zhou Qiang approached, Lu Lang looked back at him expressionlessly, and said, "Who escaped? Are you a Heavenly King? You must pay your respects when you see you?"

Zhou Qiang looks about the same height as Lu Lang, with a flat head shaved and a wound on his face.

Lu Lang has a bad face and a little girl likes to peek at him, but although Zhou Qiang is not bad, he is full of resentment and no one dares to peek at him.

"You are not in the mood to go out with your brothers, but you are in the mood to come out with Yuan Xiaoyang?"

Lu Lang looked at the wound on Zhou Qiang's face and sneered disapprovingly, thinking that if I really went out with you that day, wouldn't I have to be bruised and swollen now? His injury last time had not healed, so he didn't want to add any more blue and purple colors to his face.

Lu Lang said: "You can take care of who I go out with?"

"Lu Lang, you have changed."

"Oh, so?"

"Since I met Yuan Xiaoyang, I have become sarcastic."

"What's his business?"

Lu Lang was simply convinced, but Zhou Qiang looked shiny and disgusted, saying, "If you are bored, I won't say anything, but why have we been brothers for many years? I will advise you, people like Shaogen deal with each other."

Lu Lang no longer understood what he was talking about and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"That kind of person just wants you to see if you have money, and wants to get some benefits from you."

“…”

"If I hadn't really wanted to slap you, what does it mean to go to your house every day? Does he have no home himself?"

“…”

"You also want to take him out with everyone. Someone invited him? You have to invite him to dinner when you go out, which is clearly a fool."

“…”

"He looked down on you behind his back, but you were still so stupid that you were friends with him."

“…”

"He found so many excuses not to let you go out with me because he was afraid that you would understand his true face."

When Zhou Qiang spoke, Lu Lang didn't say a word. When he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and said coldly: "Have you finished playing the fart?"

Zhou Qiang looked at him with a glaring eyes, Lu Lang reached out to grab his clothes and said, "What kind of person is he? You don't need to be fooled by you, an outsider. I tell you, if I don't beat you today, you have to thank him!"

As soon as Lu Lang finished speaking, Zhou Qiang's fist swung over. Lu Lang was prepared and directly caught his fist.

Lu Lang whispered: "You either want to beat me or you want me to be beaten. He is the only one in the world who is thinking about why not let me get hurt. Who is the brother?"

The movements of the two attracted the clerk, and the clerk quickly pulled the two away.

Zhou Qiang stared at Lu Lang fiercely, and finally left directly. When he left, he hit Lu Lang hard.

Lu Lang kept suppressing his temper. After Zhou Qiang left, he couldn't help but throw the paper bag on his hand to the ground. After the fall, he was still not relieved and stepped on it.

Mianmian lamb's clothes were stomped in the bag. Lu Lang picked up the bag, patted it and continued to carry it as if nothing had happened.

Looking back, he saw Yuan Xiaoyang standing at the door of the store with a pale face.

"How can I go to the bathroom for so long? I'm leaving." Lu Lang didn't know when Yuan Xiaoyang came, but he was upset now and didn't want to explain more.

Lu Lang walked very quickly as he was unhappy. When he found that Yuan Xiaoyang had not spoken all the way, he turned around and disappeared.

Come again, Lu Lang has the experience of being in the bookstore last time, so he walked back to find Yuan Xiaoyang.

He walked back and found that Yuan Xiaoyang was still standing there with his head down.

"What are you doing? Why are you standing here?" Lu Lang said, "I'm leaving, do you want me to ask you to leave?"

Lu Lang's anger was not calm yet, and he was speechless. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Xiaoyang slowly take off the backpack. The backpack was lent to Yuan Xiaoyang just now. Yuan Xiaoyang opened the backpack and took out his own things, and handed it back to him.

"I... want to go back first." Yuan Xiaoyang whispered.

"Whatever you want." Lu Lang was so upset that he didn't bother with him, so he snatched his backpack back.

Yuan Xiaoyang nodded, and silently turned around and left with his book in his arms.

Lu Lang turned around and walked irritably. After walking a few steps, he became more and more irritable. He turned around again and walked quickly towards Yuan Xiaoyang.

Lu Lang grabbed Yuan Xiaoyang's arm and pulled him and mopped the floor to the small aisle leading to the employee lounge.

Yuan Xiaoyang struggled slightly, Lu Lang threw away the thing in his hand, grabbed his arm with both hands, and squatted down to see him. Sure enough, when he saw that Yuan Xiaoyang's eyes were red, and there was still a little tears in his eyes.

"Hey, why are you crying..." Lu Lang suddenly panicked and touched his head in a hurry, "Don't cry, don't cry, why did I cry when I didn't scold you?"

"Didn't cry..."

Yuan Xiaoyang's hair was messy when he touched it, and he looked even smaller, like a child who was bullied. Lu Lang felt a sense of self-blame when he saw it.

He didn't know how to comfort others, so he simply stood up and hugged Yuan Xiaoyang, and patted his back randomly.

"I said I didn't cry, my eyes were red."

"Not crying."

"Okay, okay, I didn't cry, I was wrong." Lu Lang was both at a loss and helpless, "You heard what Zhou Qiang said just now, right? Don't listen to him fart. If I didn't want to fight, I would have punched him to death."

Last time when Lu Lang just reached out to hold him, this was the first time he hugged someone steadily. Yuan Xiaoyang was shorter than him, and he buried his head in his chest. Even if he was sad, his soft curly hair rubbed against Lu Lang's body. His whole body was trembling, and it felt like he was holding a scared little sheep.

Before Lu Lang could coax someone, he met a nemesis like Yuan Xiaoyang for the first time. He just burst into tears and made him panic. He just wanted to catch Zhou Qiang and beat him up to see what trouble he caused.

“…I don’t want to greed for your money.”

"I know."

“…I didn’t look down on you.”

"Of course I know that he's all nonsense, and I don't believe it."

"...I just think you are very good and want to be friends with you."

In fact, Yuan Xiaoyang didn't understand what he was crying. He was not a crying person.

But he felt very uncomfortable, and he was said to be so ugly that Lu Lang really believed it. He never wanted to be greedy for other people's things, but because he was poor, some people naturally felt that he should be greedy.

He hates being thought of like this.

"I'll tell you, Yuan Xiaoyang." Lu Lang pushed him away and looked at his face well. "I also think you are good. I want to be a brother with you and understand what you mean to me. If you want to treat me as a brother, you just treat it as if you didn't hear anything he said today. Is it okay?"

"Okay." Yuan Xiaoyang nodded obediently.

"It's good if you can. Stop crying. I'll hit you again."

“…”

Yuan Xiaoyang was getting better and took out his handkerchief to wipe his face.

"Damn it, what's the point of crying? How old are you still crying on the roadside? I'm not ashamed!" Lu Lang couldn't see the tears, and snatched Yuan Xiaoyang's handkerchief and wiped Yuan Xiaoyang's face wildly.

In fact, Yuan Xiaoyang was just two tears turning in his eyes, but now he was so embarrassed that he was crying loudly in public.

But I was embarrassed, but he looked at Lu Lang's anxious look and felt a little happy again.
Chapter completed!