What if there are no inhibitors?

Song Zhiwei took a look and then looked away.

Han Lu was surprised to see him, he shook his head lightly, the water drops fell from his hair, he looked very youthful.

Han Lu made a casual gesture, motioning for him to come in.

Song Zhiwei stepped into the bedroom. The bedroom was spacious and bright. There were four beds in total, with the upper bed and the lower table.As a living condition, it is quite comfortable.

In addition to Han Lu and Jian Chao, the roommates also had a gentle boy wearing glasses who was sitting on the seat reading a book.

Jian Chao came in from the balcony outside and whistled when he saw Song Zhiwei: "Who am I to be the last one? So it's you, xiao"

He had already made a xiao sound, and realized that the word "school flower" that he wanted to say was not right, so he changed his words temporarily: "Little classmate."

Song Zhiwei smiled at him and said nothing.

In fact, he has always been so cold, but he still laughs when others show kindness to him.

It coincides with the original body's submissive and reticent character.

Han Lu glanced at Jian Chao, Jian Chao usually flirts with flamboyance and likes to tease girls, but now he can flirt with men too, it's amazing.

Turning around and tearing off the bath towel, she found her underwear and pajama pants in front of her closet and put them on.

Get dressed and go to bed.

Song Zhiwei looked around, everyone was standing near his position, so his bed should be...

It's the one next to Han Yul.

Song Zhiwei suddenly felt that his fate with Han Lu was too coincidental.

The boy wearing glasses nodded to Song Zhiwei: "My name is Guo Han."

"Song Zhiwei."

Guo Han got up and took an apple, a pear, and two small breads from his seat and handed them to Song Zhiwei: "My mother brought them for me."

Song Zhiwei looked at the bright red apple, which was very attractive, so he leaned closer and smelled it. The fragrance of the apple entered his lungs comfortably and instantly opened Ren Du's second channel.

Even in his original world, in his powerful original family, it was difficult to eat such tender and watery natural food often.

But he knew that the world seemed to be quite common.

Change yourself to buy some.

Thinking of this, he smiled softly at Guo Han: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Seeing that he liked it, Guo Han took two more apples and put them on his table, "You can take them yourself if you want to eat them. I don't like apples, so my mother insisted on bringing them for me."

Song Zhiwei: "Then I'll treat you to dinner."

"Small things, small things, really don't need it."

Jian Chao sat in his seat.

After a while, Han Lu's cell phone rang.

When Han Lu saw the sender, he raised his hand and replied without looking carefully at Jian Chao's words.

— You still send messages in the dormitory, too busy?

Then I read what Jian Chao sent.

—Do you think Song Zhiwei is as easy to deceive as a silly Baitian.I would be very happy to send an apple.

— bent?

"Hey." Jian Chao slid down while holding the phone. Originally, he was sitting upside down with his knuckles propping up the edge of the back of the chair, and suddenly he was so frightened that he couldn't hold the phone steadily.

—Grandpa, you are always so accurate!

— Really bent?

—Bend your fart, sir, I'm straight.

Jian Chao began to smile maliciously while typing, and looked at Han Lu's bed, but Han Lu was lying on the bed.

Seeing Han Lu's gaffe, Jian Chao was a little disappointed.

—Aren’t I helping you find grandpa? Your gay aesthetics are like Song Zhiwei’s, right?

Han Lu's reply came quickly.

—Who said that my aesthetics must be that of Song Zhiwei?

Jane was shocked.

— Do you still choose it like this?

Han Law.

—Liking boys is the same as liking girls, and you don't just like pretty ones.

Jian Chao seems to have misunderstood the point.

—Yes, yes, you also think Song Zhiwei is beautiful.

—That’s it, but it’s impossible for me and him.

-why?

—I don't like his character.

—Damn, you're pretending to be so calm.

—If you like it so much, you can do it.

— If he is a woman, I will wake up in the morning.

Jian Chao and Han Lu Gaoyi are classmates, they chatted quite well, and now they are considered half brothers.

The matter of Han Lu coming out of the closet, except for his former friends.

Jian Chao knew about this high school.

It's no wonder that he was so excited after knowing that Song Zhiwei was a classmate. This kid wants to see his jokes every day when he is idle.

Han Lu didn't pay much attention to him.

Still the same sentence, no matter how beautiful a person is, he won't have any thoughts.

What's more, he still doesn't know if Song Zhiwei is gay.Often those who look gay are not.

Song Zhiwei returned to his bed after washing up. The soft and warm fragrance of the clean quilt made him feel good. He played with his mobile phone on the bed for two hours.

The point is to browse the Internet to understand the world.

There is really no news about inhibitors at all.

New semester, new class, new dormitory, new roommates, everyone is very restless.

Moreover, there was no evening self-study and no homework at night, and a few people in the dormitory suddenly chatted.

From games to new skins to chores at home and with parents...

When talking about the influential figures in the school, Guo Han and Jian Chao thought at the same time: There are two in our dormitory.

There is no substantive content. The point is that Jian Chao is talking, and Guo Han will also say something.

Compared with them, Han Lu is not so impatient. He always speaks in a slow manner, but it is in place, and he will not make people feel arrogant.

Afraid that he might say the wrong thing, Song Zhiwei listened silently.

Slowly at 11 o'clock, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.

The others were silent on their own beds, and he let Ruan Ruan out quietly.

A white lop-eared rabbit less than the size of a palm nestled on his shoulder blade, just below the pillow.

Song Zhiwei chatted with it in the spiritual realm.

Soft: squeak. (happy)

Song Zhiwei stroked its soft and smooth rabbit fur with his backhand: don't you just run out of the spiritual realm in the future, you know?

This world is no better than the original world.People who suddenly appear and disappear from this world will think we are very strange.

As he spoke, Song Zhiwei frowned: "Maybe we will be caught in the laboratory and locked up. I heard that there are many living Zerg in the Emperor Star Research Institute. Their legs are cut and their flesh is drawn every day...

Ruan Ruan made a pendulum on the spot, and got closer to Song Zhiwei's shoulder and neck.

Song Zhiwei rubbed his chin against it: Go to sleep, there are not so many wars in this world, and the food is delicious.Apart from…

Apart from…

Fuck, except without inhibitors it's perfect.

But anyway, this month's term has just passed, he is not too irritable, and life at the beginning of school is also exciting.

His eyelids drooped slowly and he fell asleep.

The next day, the alarm clock set by someone in the dormitory kept ringing.

Jian Chao was woken up, "Fuck."

Guo Han turned off the alarm and got up with a rustle.

After such a fight, Song Zhiwei couldn't continue to sleep.

A somewhat hoarse low magnetic voice called his name: "Song Zhiwei."

Just as Song Zhiwei was about to say something, he felt that his companion beast was on Han Lu's bed.

Fortunately, it was summer, and everyone had installed mosquito nets, so they couldn't see clearly.

Jian Chao was still muttering and didn't wake up, while Guo Han had already washed up on the balcony.

No one noticed here.

Song Zhiwei made up his mind to conceal Ruanruan's existence, otherwise everyone would come and touch it, what's the difference from his mother streaking.

Because he wanted to make it clear to Han Lu, he immediately lifted Han Lu's mosquito net and tried to crawl over.

Han Lu's eyebrows and eyes were extremely impatient, he was angry about getting up, and he was also unwilling to have his territory violated.

Song Zhiwei's perception of this emotion is particularly obvious, because those large raptors in the original world are extremely territorial.

But Han Lu had helped him, so he didn't reject this person so much.

Han Lu glared at him, and he wondered if he was wrong.

Seeing Song Zhiwei's watery eyes, fearing that he was wrong, Han Lu clicked his tongue.

Not to mention, this look can really kill him.

He slowed down a few times: "I just handed you the rabbit, what are you doing here?!"

"Hush!!!!" Song Zhiwei anxiously asked him to stop talking.