Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

The two parted ways, and Song Tingxi's figure passed through the campus like a ghost, quickly catching up with Yan Zhao.

The street lights on campus were very bright, and Yan Zhao's hair, which had been splashed with green paint, seemed to be glowing. But he himself had no consciousness and walked towards the administration building without squinting.

"The idiot in front."

Yan Zhao buried his head in walking and ignored him completely.

Song Tingxi patted him directly on the shoulder.

Yan Zhao turned around in confusion and asked Song Tingxi, "Is something wrong?"

Song Tingxi put her hands into the pockets of her straight military trousers, looked down at him from behind, and said, "I thought you would accuse me."

"This doesn't seem to make any sense." Yan Zhao turned around, grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and continued walking forward, secretly alert.

It was like seeing a cat with its tail raised, and Song Tingxi was the one who was scratched by the cat.

He wanted to severely punish this disobedient kitten, but now he wanted to leave on catwalks.

He really understands the principle of playing hard to get.

"Maybe I made a mistake when I asked you to be my dog."

Yan Zhao heard the voice next to him and wondered, could it be that Song Tingxi's conscience found out and wanted to apologize?

I heard the next sentence: "You are more like a cat, being indifferent to people and waiting for others to please you."

Yan Zhao: "..."

"Classmate Song, are you going to the administrative department too?" Yan Zhao couldn't stand this man's weirdness and had to ask him directly.

Song Tingxi shrugged, stretched out her arms to block him, and said with a half-smile, "I'm here to remind you that the employees in the administrative department have gone off work tonight."

"Aren't there any overtime workers?" Yan Zhao asked rigorously.

His attitude of taking everything seriously like a little scholar made Song Tingxi want to bully him even more.

"Of course not. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although there is no moon in the γ galaxy, we ancient earthlings still have to commemorate traditional festivals. How could we not go home for reunion?"

"It makes sense." Yan Zhao nodded, his big and bright eyes showing conviction and approval.

He turned around and decided to go back to the dormitory first and withdraw from school tomorrow.

Song Tingxi asked: "Aren't you very courageous? Are you going to drop out of school? Why do you still want to go back to the dormitory?"

"I haven't retreated yet." From the corner of his eye, Yan Zhao caught a glimpse of Song Tingxi following him, and he didn't understand what he wanted to do.

"If you don't quit, you will still be a student at Imperial College tonight. According to school rules, you should go to the solitary room."

Song Tingxi grabbed his wrist and forced him to turn back and look at her.

Yan Zhao was pinched so hard that he puffed up his cheeks angrily. He waved his hands and said, "Then I won't go back to the dormitory. I'll sleep on the street. I'll drop out tomorrow."

Finally seeing his intense emotions, Song Tingxi felt strangely relieved.

"I'm not a devil." Without thinking, Song Tingxi made a suggestion, "You stay at my house for one night, and I will take you to withdraw from school tomorrow."

"No." Yan Zhao refused immediately. This Song Tingxi must have prepared some conspiracy at home, maybe it was a camera, so she would not be fooled.

After being rejected, Song Tingxi woke up from a dream. What were you saying just now?

He quickly changed his words: "Forget it, your green look will affect the school spirit when you walk on the street. Go back to the dormitory and wash it off."

Yan Zhao is familiar with the school rules and knows that it will be difficult for him to go to school now.

So he and Song Tingxi stayed silent and returned to the dormitory.

The lights were all dimmed, and Guan You was lying on his upper bunk, seemingly asleep.

Yan Zhao took his pajamas into the bathroom, turned the water on low, and rinsed his hair and body carefully.

In the dormitory, Song Tingxi was playing with a silver lighter, and the flames were extinguishing brightly, reflecting his complicated eyes.

The rustling sounds in the bathroom made him feel uneasy. At this moment, Guan You turned over on the upper bunk. Song Tingxi found an excuse, immediately walked to the bathroom door, knocked on it, and said angrily:

"You woke me up, Ayou. It's so slow to wash. Come out quickly!"

Yan Zhao rubbed his shoulders. He didn't expect the green paint to be so difficult to rub off. Could it be some kind of special prank prop that requires special cleaning agents?

Forget it, worry about it tomorrow.

Yan Zhao had just turned off the shower when a "beep" sound suddenly came from the door.

The dormitories at Imperial College are very high-end and use fingerprint authentication, and the bathrooms have fingerprint locks. As long as they are locked inside, they cannot be opened from the outside.

However, the door in front of him suddenly opened, and Yan Zhao subconsciously covered it with the handkerchief. Unexpectedly, Song Tingxi, with his extraordinary eyesight, ducked in and closed the door behind him.

"Are you... hmm?"

Song Tingxi's tone was a little excited, and she looked down into Yan Zhao's eyes.

"No, it's not." Yan Zhao stuttered, his panic look much more lively than his usual taciturn look.

The more Song Tingxi looked at it, the more itchy he felt. He grabbed Yan Zhao's shoulders. The round touch made his heart flutter, and then he let go inexplicably.

"Humph."

The man's expression suddenly changed, and Yan Zhao couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He hurriedly picked up the clothes on the rack and knelt down to put them on.

"Hurry up and come out!" Song Tingxi said in disgust, as if someone was chasing her from behind, she quickly rushed out of the bathroom and slammed the door at the same time.

Yan Zhao carefully locked the door, guessing that Song Tingxi might have a universal door card that could unlock the bathroom.

He rubbed his white and tender body uncomfortably, thinking: Song Tingxi is so strange. When he saw his body, he first acted very excited, and then seemed to be disgusted.

However, since humans immigrated to the γ galaxy, various mutations have emerged one after another due to the influence of cosmic rays, and this is not the only case like this. Song Tingxi is really ignorant.

Yan Zhao has never been ashamed of his body, he is just afraid of trouble. When he was in junior high school, a classmate saw his body in the toilet. From then on, he always touched him and said a lot of hooligan words.

Fortunately, his bamboo horse was very powerful and gave the man a good lesson. But word spread that Yan Zhao's body was different from ordinary people, and many people began to pay attention to him out of curiosity. Some classmates even confessed to him that they wanted to marry him.

Later, Yan Zhao had to transfer to another city to feel better.

It was already difficult for Guan You to fall asleep, and the sound of Song Tingxi knocking on the door made his temples jump even more.

"Why are you so crazy?" Guan You's tone revealed an irritability that made him want to hit someone.