Brother Atobe is in Lihai

"Hmm—" Keiyu Atobe dazedly stretched out his hand to press the alarm on his phone, and brushed his messy long hair.

He looked around blankly, and when he slowly picked up the note on the table, he didn't seem to realize why he was here.

"Jing You, you still have to go to class today, and the materials for the class are on the table... Sessions." Jing You Atobe read the contents of the note, and finally realized that he had to go to work today, and glanced at the time——08 :twenty three

His class was at 10:30, and there was still plenty of time. After taking two clean clothes, Keiyu Atobe walked into the bathroom calmly.

wow——

The cold bath water was poured from the top of the head, and Keiyu Atobe stared blankly at the shower without saying a word, and finally succumbed to the lustful power of the shower.

There are pieces of clearly textured muscles in the abdomen, crystal drops of water slide down the white skin, and a piece of chocolate in his mouth. As he bends down to get dressed, the smooth muscles on his body become more and more obvious, which are just right on his skeleton. With a layer of muscles, it is not strong but very pleasing to the eye. The height of 1.7 meters is not considered tall among Westerners, but it looks very slender. .

"Hmm—it's nine o'clock, and it takes about three or ten minutes to get to school from here?" Keiyu Atobe frowned, quickly put on his clothes, picked up the materials on the table, and scanned them, "The courseware needs to be changed. Change, three and 10 minutes are enough."

I tidied up the neckline of my suit in front of the mirror, picked up a rubber band to tie up my waist-length hair, my eyes were dim, my hair was already so long, the agreed deadline was coming soon...

will you come?

Atobe Jingyu looked at the young man in the mirror, slightly dazed, reached out to stroke the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Jingwu also has the exact same tear mole...

Patting his cheek, Atobe Keiyu laughed at himself, as if he was so happy for such a trivial matter, he was hopeless.

"Ah..." Atobe Keiyu habitually plucked his hair, messed up his hair by accident, pulled off the rubber band helplessly, and planned to re-tie it, but the rubber band broke with a 'snap'. up.

Atobe Keiyu threw the rubber band into the trash bin irritably, not knowing what happened today, everything went wrong.

As if angry, he simply let his long hair loose, and strode towards the garage.

Aside from the fact that all the traffic lights were red, Atobe Jingyou unfortunately broke down on the road.

Atobe Jingyou: Hehe, MMP, who did I provoke? !

"Hey, do you want to take a taxi?" The taxi driver gloated and stopped beside Keiyu Atobe, smiling very happily, "It's not easy to take a taxi here."

"...Go to xx University." Keiyu Atobe helplessly supported his forehead, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already 9:24, and he couldn't delay any longer.

Atobe Keiyu hurriedly changed the courseware in the taxi, and finally arrived at the school safe and sound.

The smiling Atobe Jingyou successfully frightened away many men and women who wanted to strike up a conversation. Of course, there are also those who are not afraid of death, such as the one in front of you.

"Mr. Atobe, what are you doing today?" Haruyu Asai, who is also from Tokyo, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. His handsome face was dull, and there was a touch of tenderness in his dark blue eyes.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Atobe Keiyu rubbed his throbbing forehead, his face was exhausted, after all, the 10-minute class was very tiring.

"I want to invite you to have a meal together." Asai Haruru pursed his lips slightly, his body was a little stiff due to nervousness, and asked cautiously, "Are you... free?"

"Sorry, I'm not free." Keiyu Atobe frowned slightly, his eyes filled with exhaustion, "My friends are coming today, we made an appointment to play together."

"Does this also include the person the teacher likes?" Asai Haruyu couldn't help questioning in his tone, and Danfeng's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, "Is the teacher going to see him?"

"Asai, you care too much." Keiyu Atobe bent his index finger and tapped on the table, the smile in his light blue peach blossom eyes couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "This has nothing to do with you."