Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

In the afternoon, Jiang Que had just finished taking a shower and came out wrapped in a bath towel, without having time to dry his hair.

Zhou Jin kicked the door open angrily, picked up the untouched boxes of yogurt and threw them at Jiang Que.

"What do you mean, Mr. Jiang? You really think I have a good temper and challenge my bottom line again and again."

Zhou Jin ran all the way back from the Sports College, his face flushed, perhaps because he was angry or too hot.

The yogurt is not the kind that comes with a sealing machine, but the kind that is just covered and made fresh every day.

Zhou Jin swung the gun and threw it all over Jiang Que's freshly washed body. He was not wearing any clothes, so the gun went down from his chest. The scene looked wrong no matter how he looked at it.

Not only Jiang Que, but even Zhou Jin was stunned.

Is this lid so fragile?

He was fine carrying it all the way.

Jiang Que can’t be touched?

Jiang Que stared at the angry Zhou Jin, then moved his gaze to his freshly washed body.

"Ha!" the man sneered.

When she raised her eyes again, her dark pupils seemed to be stained with a layer of thick ink that could not be dissolved, revealing an endless abyss that seemed to pull him in.

The strong and dangerous aura made Zhou Jin step back unconsciously.

Just as she was about to run, Jiang Que grabbed her hand, dragged her into the bathroom, and slammed the door.

When Jiang Que came out again, satisfied, his body was clean.

Zhou Jin squeezed some toothpaste and washed his face and brushed his teeth in the bathroom. His mouth felt like it wasn't his own, and it was disgusting just having it on his body.

Pooh! !

damn thing! !

He and Jiang Que are irreconcilable! !

...

The prop card experience lasts for seven days.

It is usually only used at night when Jiang Que falls asleep.

And tonight the scene changed to the dormitory bathroom.

The bathroom door was closed, and the noisy sound outside was from my roommates playing cards, as if they might come in at any time.

Zhou Jin leaned against the cold wall, holding an unopened box of yogurt in his mouth, his legs lifted by Jiang Que. Jiang Que’s arms were strong and powerful, and he used strength when he hugged him. The burning temperature on his body was so real that it didn’t seem like a dream.

...

Zhou Jin was frightened awake!!

I lifted the quilt and took a look at the newly changed sheets.

have to.

Need to wash again.

When Jiang Que woke up refreshed, Zhou Jin had just brought the washed sheets back from the self-service washing machine downstairs to hang them out to dry.

Jiang Que took a look, then sat on the bed and whistled at him condescendingly.

When Zhou Jin heard this gangster-like teasing, his face turned red and he glared at him fiercely.

Jiang Que curved his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the male protagonist who was hanging bed sheets on the balcony again.

A hint of smile finally emerged in those dark eyes.

Jiang Que got up, too lazy to go out, so he sent a red envelope to his younger brothers’ group.

Millionaire: [Transfer 300] Breakfast for two, voluntary.

In less than a second, the group started arguing, vying to buy him breakfast.

But whoever gets it first gets it.

Jiang Que had just finished washing his face when his younger brother knocked on the door carrying breakfast.

"Brother Jiang, this is your breakfast." The younger brother was panting and it was obvious that he had run here.

"Thank you." Jiang Que took it and then slammed the door shut.

I am not angry about Jiang Que's impolite behavior. After all, everyone is used to it.

It would be creepy if one day he suddenly invited you in with a smile to eat together.

I made 250 yuan early in the morning.

What a great day.

...

After Zhou Jin hung up the clothes, Jiang Que took him over to have breakfast together.

I bought a little too much and they couldn’t finish it.

The rest was left to the other two roommates who couldn't even get up early.

I didn't expect that I still had a bite of it. My roommate was so grateful that he almost hugged Jiang Que's thigh and called him a good father.

Jiang Que kicked it away in disgust.

Zhou Jin stood aside with an unhappy look on his face.

Is there a single normal person in this dormitory?