Your pheromones smell good

The next day, Xing Zhou didn't go to Nie Xingran until the end of the second period. Nie Xingran skipped class before and usually came back at this time, but this time he hadn't come back yet. Ming Ke lay on the table and yawned, throwing the keys to Xing Zhou, "Go and call, he wants to listen to English class later."

Xing Zhou hesitated, "...Give it to me?"

Minke: "Don't worry, he will wake up as soon as you go in."

Xing Zhou smiled, took the key and left.

Neither he nor Ming Ke pretended, Xing Zhou of course already knew what floor and room Nie Xingran's dormitory was.

Xing Zhou held the key and was a little nervous when he opened the door. This was... the first time he woke Nie Xingran up.

Although Min Ke said that Nie Xingran would wake up as soon as he entered, there was a big difference between waking up and waking up. Nie Xingran inside the door was probably still lying on the bed, wearing pajamas.

It wasn't until he entered that he slowly opened his eyes.

He still doesn't know if Nie Xingran is angry about getting up.

Xing Zhou unscrewed the lock lightly, pushed the door and went in. The air conditioner was turned on very low and it was a bit cold. Xing Zhou looked at the innermost bed, where Nie Xingran was still sleeping with the quilt rolled up.

He didn't wake up.

One arm hangs down to the ground together with the quilt, and the pajamas on her body are still neat, the neck and waist are not exposed, but...

He didn't wear pants.

The quilt only covers the thighs, and there is still a section left, like an absolute domain.

Xing Zhou's face flushed a little, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, but he didn't look away, and he couldn't restrain himself when there was no one around.

After watching for a while, Xing Zhou walked up and carefully held Nie Xingran's hand hanging on the ground, put it on the bed, and covered him with a quilt. The whole process was very light and slow. He didn't wake people up, he made them sleep soundly. More comfortable.

Nie Xingran looks like two people when he is asleep and when he is awake, but no matter which one, Xing Zhou is obsessed with it.

He didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Nie Xing would wake up, so he just knelt on the ground with one leg and watched without blinking.

The class bell rang early, Nie Xingran turned over, the ankle with the anklet stuck out from under the quilt, Xing Zhou looked over.

A black five-pointed star stone was worn on the red rope and tied to Nie Xingran's fair and beautiful ankle. Xing Zhou glanced at Nie Xingran who was sleeping soundly, and couldn't suppress the thoughts in his mind.

Want to kiss his ankle.

especially think.

He was still in a tangle of madness, but Nie Xingran didn't open his eyes, and said, "Wash the towel."

His voice was a bit hoarse, Xing Zhou was stunned for a moment, his heart was beating fast, "You're awake."

Nie Xingran: "Well, I just woke up, go wash the towels for me."

Xing Zhou responded, and quietly went out to wash the towels.

When he finished and went back, Nie Xingran was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but he had changed his clothes.

"Why don't you go back to sleep, this class is over halfway."

Nie Xingran scratched his hair and sat up, his eyes were a little moist, "What class?"

Xing Zhou: "English."

Nie Xingran frowned, looked at Xingzhou, "Why didn't you call me?"

Xing Zhou smiled, "I want you to sleep a little longer."

Nie Xingran was a little irritable. He missed this class and had to spend other time to make up for it. He raised his leg to kick Xingzhou, but just as he raised his leg, the chain on his foot fell off. Ready to wash up.

Xing Zhou went up to meet him, and was very close to Nie Xingran. He couldn't get up all at once, and frowned, "Get away."

Xingzhou: "I'll tie it up for you."

Nie Xingran: "No more."

Xing Zhou seemed to be in a hurry, with a hint of imperceptible pleading in his gentle tone, he said softly: "I'll help you, can I make a dead button this time?"

Nie Xingran thought he was trying to appease his temper, clicked his tongue, lay back, put his legs up, "Hurry up."

"Okay." Xing Zhou smiled again, picked up the anklet, and looped it around Nie Xingran's ankle. His ankle was very beautiful, small and delicate, and his skin became whiter after the stars were hung on it.

Xingzhou punched three dead buttons, and sometimes his fingertips accidentally brushed Nie Xingran's instep. He couldn't tell whether he was really careless, or if some of them were intentionally involved, but Nie Xingran never lost his temper.

Xingzhou was a little...uncontrollable, or rather pushy, he lightly touched Nie Xingran's ankle.

Nie Xingran kicked him, "You want to be beaten, right?"

But because the air in the dormitory was not circulated, Xing Zhou stayed in it for more than 20 minutes. The smell of Qilixiang seemed to fill the whole dormitory.

He has always been like this, one moment he is happy and lazy, the next second he is irritable, he can beat people and throw things.

bipolar.

"Let me help you put on your shoes too." Xing Zhou smiled and pinched Nie Xingran's toes, and just kicked that, he just swayed.

Nie Xingran hummed casually.

Xing Zhou helped him put on his shoes and socks, and put them on the ground, "Okay."

Nie Xingran sat up, went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

When I came out, I found that Xingzhou had already folded the quilt and turned off the air conditioner, "Do you want to open the windows for ventilation?"

Nie Xingran: "No."

Xingzhou: "It's better to ventilate."

Nie Xingran glanced at him, "No."

Xing Zhou smiled, "Okay."

The author has something to say: Is this, this, the next chapter enough to make up the number of words?

Thank you, Miss Mingji, for the nutrient solution hhhhh (I forgot to cough in the last chapter)

Take a bow and love everyone.