You Boys Play Games Very Well

Although the second-year canteen of Yanda University was voted the most unpalatable canteen in the university city, the affiliated hospital of Yanda University is a well-known and authoritative hospital in Hushuo City. Most of the medical fees for students of this school can be reduced or exempted.

So people often make fun of these two things—eating the worst food and enjoying the best medical care.

Ling Meng was young and recovered quickly. After being visited by the whole class in turn, she was allowed to leave the hospital early by the doctor.

The past few days in the hospital had exhausted Ling Meng, and he started playing games when he returned to the dormitory. He was playing when Shan Zhu brought him lunch, and he was still playing when he brought him dinner. He didn't have the slightest sense of being a patient who had just recovered.

"Stop playing, take a break." Shan Zhu pulled him away from the computer forcefully.

Fortunately, there is food to appease.

"What's for dinner tonight, pimple soup? Great, I like pimple soup the most."

"It's hot, let it dry before eating." Shan Zhu took the hand that was going to take the spoon first, and pulled it into his arms, rubbing the back of his hand slowly.

"Then when can I eat meat dumplings?... What are you doing?"

"Wait a minute, you try to eat as lightly as possible recently... rub your hands for you, after fighting for so long, do you want to suffer from tenosynovitis like me?"

Ling Meng's hand was really a little sore, and when Shan Zhu pressed it, it felt sour and refreshing.

"Comfortable, comfortable, comfortable... ouch..." he yelled.

"Keep your voice down, what did the next bedroom think you were doing."

Ling Meng smelled the exhaust of the car, and her face turned red.

"By the way, you can take those covers from the drawer, lest I be punished for long-distance running again."

Ling Meng sent him to stay away.

On the table was the medal of Ling Meng's long-distance running champion, and Shan Zhu took it in his hand to measure it.

"I wanted to ask before, why are you so good at running?"

"It's very simple. When you run to the point where you can't hold on, just hold on a little longer, and the rest will be easy."

"Do you know what I was thinking when you sprinted?"

"Thinking about what?"

Shan Zhu turned and looked at him: "If I have the strength of a whole body, I will give you the strength of a whole body; if I can overdraw the strength of ten bodies, I will give you the strength of ten bodies. Paralyzed, that moment was worth it.”

Ling Meng's heart was pounding, this was his reaction only when talking to girls, he thought to himself, could it be that Shan Zhu has undergone sex reassignment surgery?

He hurriedly changed the subject.

"Who doesn't have a strong point, just like you are good at playing games, I am also very envious."

"Do you know why I play the game so well?"

Ling Meng was stunned: "Is it talent?"

"Because someone told me to take everything seriously."

"Oh, he's quite right."

Shan Zhu stared at him: "Do you really have no memory at all?"

"What?" Ling Meng was at a loss.

"It's nothing."

Ling Meng watched Shan Zhu put away the covers scattered in a drawer, and remembered what Shan Zhu had said the first time he came to the dormitory.

"Honestly, are you a grass fan?"

Shan Zhu glanced at him meaningfully: "It depends on whether you are my fan."

Ling Meng reacted and realized that he was racing again.

"Damn, you ZH again..."

"Pretending to be corrupt, right? Let me help you," Shan Zhu said first, "You're almost using these four words as idioms."

"Isn't it?" Ling Meng muttered.

"How do you want me to prove it?"

Ling Meng didn't follow his train of thought: "Prove what?"

Shan Zhu leaned forward and covered his mouth with his own.

Ling Meng was dumbfounded, she didn't move and let Shan Zhu kiss her.

After kissing delicately for a while, Shan Zhu let go of the other's lips and retreated to the original place.

"I didn't pretend."