Did that unsightly guy succumb to my uncle today?

This... what's the situation?

When Zhou Jun just woke up, he thought he was on a bed in the dormitory, but this is obviously not a dormitory.

He looked at Song Qianlou and himself, who had no barrier between the skin and the sheets as if they were newborns, and his whole body was scared into the famous painting "Scream".

"Our family doesn't taste good when they're drunk, and we don't know what we'll do to make ourselves regret, so don't touch alcohol." Mom's advice sounded in Zhou Jun's mind.

He seemed to have accidentally drank alcohol yesterday...

and then?

Then he doesn't remember anything.

He'd never drank, didn't expect himself to be drunk, and didn't know what he would do when he was drunk.

He put his head in his hands and ruffled his hair into a chicken coop regretfully.

Could it be... I got so beastly after getting drunk yesterday... I gave Song Qianlou to... what happened?

Ahhhhhh - don't!

I heard that any man is breaking the law now!I don't want to go to jail!

How to do how to do?

If he really ruined Song Qianlou's innocence, then he would be a responsible man and marry Song Qianlou back home!

Mom, you are going to have a son-in-law, woo woo woo.

He already had the scene of taking Song Qianlou home to meet his parents in his mind, and he had already thought out the lines: "Mom and Dad, I made a mistake when I was drunk. Although you won't be able to hug your grandchildren, please rest assured, we I will be filial to you!"

My family has been appeased, but what about Song Qianlou's family?How to explain to his parents?

Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah what should I do!He also has a big brother!Won't beat me to death!

Zhou Jun in this room was immersed in the dark imagination of the future, while Song Qianlou in that room struggled to get up with a gloomy face.

Song Qianlou was angry about getting up, but he didn't want to attack Zhou Jun. Although he woke up, he still turned his back to Zhou Jun, and wanted to talk to him after he recovered.

Seeing Song Qianlou huddled into a ball with his back turned, Zhou Jun confirmed his crime even more.

He got up in a hurry, poured a glass of water and put it on the head of the bed, and asked worriedly, "Are you... all right?"

"Oh, it's much better." Song Qianlou was talking about getting up.

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault for drinking! How do you want me to compensate you? As long as I can do it!"

Zhou Jun looked directly at Song Qianlou with a sincere expression.

Song Qianlou immediately realized that Zhou Jun seemed to have misunderstood something, he turned his head to suppress a smile, and shrugged his shoulders.

Zhou Jun thought he was so sad that he was crying, and he expressed his understanding very much. If he had encountered such a thing, he would also want to cry.

"Don't be sad! I will take responsibility, and I will find a way to convince your family!"

Given a rare opportunity, Song Qianlou simply pushed the boat along and said, "Don't mention the past again. To make up for it, I just need a kiss."

He lowered his head, afraid of revealing his expression.

Kiss...kiss?

Zhou Jun blushed.

Although he may have done more egregious things to Song Qianlou last night, he doesn't remember it at all!

After doing some mental construction for himself, he finally made up his mind, hugged Song Qianlou's head, closed his eyes, and put his lips on it.

As soon as it touched it, it immediately let go.

"What a bad kissing skill." Song Qianlou stared at him and said.

One sentence ignited Zhou Jun's competitive spirit, and he argued: "Rotten? It's because I'm not proficient yet!"

Of course it will rot the first time!I also sucked at my first hurdles, but nothing I've mastered after practice!

"Then let me help you become proficient."

Song Qianlou, who had just woken up, had a hoarse and sexy voice.

"Hmm!" Before Zhou Jun could say anything, Song Qianlou sealed his mouth.

Song Qianlou attacked the city, Zhou Jun was dizzy, and his mind became a puddle of mud.

This kid is really good at kissing...

wrong!Can't admit defeat!

Zhou Jun regained the initiative and copied Song Qianlou's actions.He learns everything very quickly, especially sports.

Song Qianlou let him move, and Zhou Jun let him go with satisfaction.

How about I still win?

Zhou Jun looked proud.

Song Qianlou looked at him with more and more fiery eyes, as if a fire had been lit.

He bowed his head in silence for a while, then quickly turned and rushed to the bathroom.

Zhou Jun looked at his back, and after remembering that, it seemed that he needed to clean it up, and it seemed that he should do it.However, he was really embarrassed...

The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt, Zhou Jun blushed like a tomato.

In order to let the shame go faster, he rolled on the bed.

So after Song Qianlou came out of the bathroom, he saw him huddled under the quilt covering his face with his hands.

Song Qianlou laughed silently for a long time. After getting dressed, he took another set and put it in front of the bed.

"Get up and go down to breakfast."

"By the way, what kind of place is this?" Zhou Jun put it on in two or three strokes, but after putting it on, he found that it seemed a bit big.

"My brother rarely comes to the room on the second floor of the bar. I sometimes come to live in the room during vacations."

"Then is this your dress? Where is mine?"

"Take it to wash, after all, it's so dirty."

"I'm sorry...my wine taste is too bad..." Zhou Jun said shyly.

"It's pretty bad. You vomited all over yourself, and even danced a striptease."

"What else did I do?" Although asking now might hit Song Qianlou's sore spot, Zhou Jun still wanted to make sure.

"do not have much left."

"Nothing?" Zhou Jun's eyes widened.

"Isn't it enough to do a striptease?" Song Qianlou couldn't hide his smile.

"Then...then why are you also light?"

"I like to sleep naked, do you have any opinions?"

"I took off my clothes and you took off your clothes, so nothing happened to us?"

"Hey, what do you mean nothing happened? I worked so hard to take care of you all night, it's so heartless."

Zhou Jun's mind froze for a few seconds, and then his whole body became frantic.

Thank goodness!It's great that I didn't become a QJ offender!

wrong!

No, no, no, no, no!

"Ahhhh—give me back my first kiss!" Zhou Jun hugged his head and howled.

"Oh? That was your first kiss?" Song Qianlou smiled as if he had won a 500 million lottery.

Zhou Jun picked up a pillow and threw it at Song Qianlou, but Song Qianlou dodged shyly.

"Song Qianlou—I hate you!" Zhou Jun rushed out the door after getting his belongings.

Song Qianlou was finally able to let go of his laughter, admiring the photo of Zhou Jun's sleeping face on his phone while reminiscing about what happened just now.

Room 8 in Building 117 is Zhou Jun's favorite place besides the playground, because here he can sleep as much as he wants.

He just woke up from a long, long nightmare, sitting on the bed in a daze, while his two roommates were packing up.

While arranging his clothes, Tong Dali said, "Have you read the monitor's notice? In the future, the politics class will be taken together with other departments, and the classrooms have also been changed. It seems to be in the liberal arts building."

With earphones plugged into one ear, Cheng Yuan, who was clearing the table while listening to music, asked, "What building? The science building or the engineering building?"

Tong Dali moved closer to Cheng Yuan's other ear and shouted loudly: "Wen Ke Lou! Wen! Wen! Wen!"

Cheng Yuan quickly tore off the earphones and covered his ears injured by the sound waves.

Zhou Jun was also awakened suddenly by these words.

He panicked and said, "Kiss? What kiss? No kiss!"

Cheng Yuan and Tong Dali stared at him suspiciously.

Tong Dali approached and said: "Zhou Jun, something is wrong with you these two days. You were absent-minded. What did you do that day when you didn't return at night? Be honest! Please don't die!"

Cheng Yuan also rushed over to join in the fun, and the three of them were fighting and making a mess.

Zhou Jun struggled and shouted, "I drank too much and vomited! Nothing else happened!"

Being tricked into taking away my first kiss by that bastard Song Qianlou, even if my mouth was torn apart, I wouldn't say it!

My name forever!

Cheng Yuan questioned: "Did you drink with Song Qianlou? When you were with us, you obviously didn't touch a drop of wine! You're biased! Tong Dali! Hold him down!"

Tong Cheng and the two pressed Zhou Jun on the bed and tickled him together.

"Ahh, let me go hahahahaha! I accidentally drank it! I am absolutely loyal to 117! Hahaha! You are so itchy, let go!"

Zhou Jun laughed and gasped at the same time.

"For the sake of your self-knowledge, we adults have a lot, so let's let you go." Cheng Yuan said, let go of his hands and stood aside, "You are our room flower of 117, and all the female bees and butterflies in the school Attracted by you."

Tong Dali also stopped his hands, looking at Zhou Jun's messy hair, he couldn't stop laughing.

Zhou Jun glanced around the dormitory and asked, "Today's political class is in the third or fourth afternoon, right? Where is Wu Zhonglu? I haven't seen him since I got up."

Tong Dali returned to his desk and continued to pack up his clothes. After hearing the question, he replied: "Our head teacher cares about his family and country, and he needs to get a certificate to obtain the qualification to serve us. Go to the office early in the morning. library."

Zhou Jun whispered: "The library..."

When he thinks of the library he thinks of some jerk, and when he thinks of some jerk he thinks of that night, and of that night he thinks of that kiss.

It didn't seem to be a kiss, it seemed to have been kissed several times, and it seemed that it was still on my own initiative.

That memory hit Zhou Jun again, and in an instant, the sense of touch, sound, sight, and taste of kissing Song Qianlou awakened together, making that experience even more vivid.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhou Jun rolled his head in his arms, trying to expel that memory.

Tong Dali said worriedly: "No problem, right? Our room flower..."

"No problem, it doesn't matter if your brain is broken, as long as you can still see your face." Cheng Yuan replied calmly.

Tong Dali saw Cheng Yuan pick up the political textbook, and he seemed to suddenly think of something after seeing the textbook.

He walked to Zhou Jun's side, helped Zhou Jun who was holding his head up, and then violently shook Zhou Jun's shoulders.

"Comrade Murakami! Sober up! The organization needs you!"

"Okay, okay——" Zhou Jun's voice trembled, "Say what you have to say!"

Tong Dali stared at Zhou Jun seriously, as if he was handing over some important revolutionary task, and said seriously: "Target: Xihua from the Department of Finance and her partner! I tried to make an appointment several times but failed , she often goes to see you hurdling, if you do it, it will be fine!"

"Finance department? Do you want me to go to another department to talk to a girl I don't know? Don't do it." Zhou Jun quickly refused.

Tong Dali continued to persuade: "There is no need to run away, the politics class this afternoon is to be with them."

"Huh? But I don't know her! It would be embarrassing to be rejected." Zhou Jun was still hesitant.

Hearing this, Tong Dali looked towards Cheng Yuan as if begging for help, Cheng Yuan sighed and said, "You just need to be responsible for giggling, and we will be with you."

Zhou Jun's will was firm, he shook his head and said, "No, no, I won't do it!"

"Oh? Don't do it?" Tong Dali's tone changed from a revolutionary to a villain, "Come here! Family law to serve!"

He scratched Zhou Jun's itch again, Cheng Yuan didn't let Zhou Jun go, picked up a stuffed monkey's tail and scratched the soles of Zhou Jun's feet.

"Hahahahaha, let me go!"

Zhou Jun could bear the pain but couldn't bear the itch, so he quickly agreed to the task verbally in order to make the two stop.

Tong Dali and Cheng Yuan let him go contentedly, Tong Dali hummed a song, and Cheng Yuan continued to listen to the music.

Zhou Jun picked up his phone and saw an unread message: "Bring your clothes this afternoon, I'll change them back with you."

The sender is Song Qianlou.

Only then did Zhou Jun remember that he left in his clothes last Saturday morning, and his clothes were still at Song Qianlou's.

He replied: "Okay, where and when?"

The other party replied in seconds: "Liberal arts building, after politics class."

Zhou Jun suddenly had a bad premonition, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Are you from the Department of Finance?"

A cute smiling expression, accompanied by the words "Yes, see you this afternoon", was Song Qianlou's reply.

Zhou Jun couldn't help shivering.

Couldn't it be Song Qianlou's conspiracy to join the political class?

No, no, how can he have so much energy, he thinks too much.

Zhou Jun finally got up and made preparations for the afternoon.