deep closet game

calm.calm. Calmdown. Calmdown.

Chang Le washed his body briefly, and began to do psychological construction in front of himself in the mirror.

What's the big deal?Nothing!Why don't you just masturbate!What's the big deal?It's not that I haven't masturbated!He masturbates to you, you masturbate to him, you two are acting as a couple, this is what couples do!

Things for couples to...

Chang Le blushed again.

It doesn't matter!It can be done!What can you do? !Is he not good looking or in poor shape?It's you who will go away after a year!You are the one who is always in disarray!No one said anything, why are you acting like a victim?I don't know you yet? !You want to sleep with others!Pretending to be pure!

After insulting herself, Chang Le finally calmed down, put on her clothes, washed up, and walked out of the bathroom calmly.

Gao Zhihan was humming a little tune and making the quilt, when he saw Chang Le came out, he winked at him again.

Feeling ashamed again, Chang Le gritted his teeth and told himself in his heart: Hold on!We can win!

--Why?Where does this line seem to have been heard?

After eating brunch, I took the program team's car to M University.

The students on campus were already familiar with Chang Le and his filming team, but Gao Zhihan was here for the first time. The two made a high-profile appearance, which inevitably attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Hey, your school is quite beautiful!"

"Hey, your school has more handsome men and beautiful women than our school!"

"Hey, how old is your school?"

"Hey, show me around your school, don't go straight to the library."

Chang Le stopped abruptly and looked at Gao Zhihan fixedly.

"Hey? What's the matter?"

"Can you calm down a bit?"

Gao Zhihan scratched his head, and laughed, "I'm in a great mood today."

Chang Le pursed the corners of his mouth vigorously, gave Gao Zhihan another look, and strode away again. Gao Zhihan had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and follow in a desperate manner.

The two sat down side by side, each began to write their own reports, Gao Zhihan finally calmed down, but Chang Le's heart began to frizz again.

He secretly glanced at Gao Zhihan, the sunlight from the distant window radiated a layer of borders on his side face, and the imperceptible hairs on his skin were also shone slightly.

The Tyndall effect separated by the window frame can clearly see the fine dust flying in the air, which caused Chang Le to have a hallucination, feeling as if the face was brushed by flying catkins, and itched slightly.

He was a little dazed, such a quiet time, like returning to the classroom many years ago, sitting side by side together in the beautiful days of self-study in class.

Gao Zhihan frowned slightly, his eyes stared at the screen, his eyeballs moved quickly following the text on the page, and his long eyelashes blinked and blinked at high frequency with the movement of his eyes, like some kind of mysterious technology , By blinking, the complete bit of information is intercepted and entered into the brain.

He held the mouse with his right hand and clicked the buttons lightly. His middle finger moved the scroll wheel a few times from time to time, then moved to the keyboard, tapped with ten fingers quickly, and then returned to the mouse.

His left hand also left the keyboard, rubbed against his nose, supported his chin, propped it on the chin, and then groped his face for a while, touched a pimple, and then unconsciously picked and squeezed it lightly.

Seeing Chang Le, with a soft "tsk", he stretched out his hand and pushed away Gao Zhihan's left hand.

His train of thought was interrupted, Gao Zhihan turned his head to look at Chang Le in wonder, and blinked in doubt.

Chang Le flattened her mouth and scolded in a breathy voice: "Don't pick!"

Gao Zhihan understood, smiled lightly, raised his right hand to grab Chang Le's left hand, then put it in his left hand to hold it, resting it lightly on his lap, his right hand returned to the mouse, and continued to look at the screen. literature.

Chang Le was stunned, turned his head and looked around, no one in the library cared about them, but both machines were quietly shooting, he struggled quickly, pulled his hand out, and put it back On his own keyboard, he was concentrating on doing his own thing, when he heard Gao Zhihan's chuckle next to his ear.

Calculating the time for get out of class to end, Chang Le asked Gao Zhihan to wait for him in the library. He first went to the teacher to sign, but Gao Zhihan buttoned the computer, expressing that he would be inseparable from him. Chang Le was speechless, so he had to take him to the teaching building .

Teacher Sun is not a well-known scholar, and there are not many students enrolled in the course. In addition, she has never liked roll call at the beginning of the semester, so nearly half of the seats in the classroom are empty.

Chang Le looked outside, although there were many places to sit in, but get out of class would be over in a short while, and the two of them brought a follow-up team, there was no need to disturb rashly, so they took Gao Zhihan to Wait in the hallway.

But as the meal time approached, the number of students in the corridor suddenly increased. The two of them and the follow-up team inevitably occupied a large area, and those who didn't know the truth slowed down to watch the camera. They didn't plan to watch the camera It was also because of the onlookers who stopped to watch, and within a few minutes, the corridor was blocked.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot," Chang Le begged the filming director in a low voice with an embarrassed expression, "This, this, this, there is no way to leave."

The filming director shrugged: "We can't miss any shot, this is your brother's request."

Chang Le looked around at his eyes and the phone camera, feeling like he was about to sweat.

Suddenly, Gao Zhihan grabbed his hand, and several people in the crowd cheered in a low voice.

"Follow me." He said calmly, then dragged him away from the crowd and walked towards the west.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'm waiting for the teacher to finish class!"

"You can wait in another place. The corridor is blocked and it's so noisy. What will your teacher do if he's not happy?"

"Where to wait, the camera is shooting, there are people watching everywhere!"

As soon as the words fell, Gao Zhihan had already pulled Chang Le into the bathroom.

"Toilet, they can't take photos of the toilet, right? Girls can't come in, right?"

"..." Chang Le is silent, it does make sense.

After thinking about it, he raised his head and asked, "How do you know where the toilet is? Haven't you never been to our school?"

Gao Zhihan looked at Chang Le helplessly: "The toilet must be at the end of the corridor, this is common sense, okay?"

"..." Chang Le was silent again, which indeed made sense.

Gao Zhihan glanced at the time and asked, "get out of class is over in 10 minutes?"

Chang Le also looked at it, nodded, and suddenly felt that the scene was a bit funny. In order to avoid the camera, the two actually had to stay in the men's room for 10 minutes.

Gao Zhihan turned his head and looked inside the bathroom. The doors of the cubicles were all open, and there was no one there. Then he looked away, raised his eyebrows at Chang Le, and said, "There are still 10 minutes."

"Yeah..." Chang Le was a little at a loss, "What's wrong?"

"Ahem..." Gao Zhihan cleared his throat, "It's rare that there is no camera... and no one else..."

When Chang Le heard it, her face flushed immediately, and she raised her foot to kick Gao Zhihan's thigh: "What are you thinking about!"

Gao Zhihan dodged lightly, and laughed aloud: "You seem to understand what you are thinking."

Chang Le was ashamed and annoyed, completely forgot about acting or not, and started fighting with Gao Zhihan with a blushing face. Suddenly someone came in from the outside, seeing the fight between the two of them, he quickly stopped .

Chang Le saw that it was a classmate he didn't recognize, and quickly stopped playing, and stepped out of the way, but his face was still red.

Gao Zhihan smiled at the corner of his mouth, coughed twice, separated from Chang Le, leaned against the wall and pretended nothing happened.

The boy looked at the two of them, as if he couldn't be bothered for a long time, and then suddenly realized, his face immediately changed into a disgusted expression, turned around and walked out, and said in a low voice: "Fuck! How disgusting!"

When Chang Le heard this, his heart sank, but he heard Gao Zhihan shout: "Who the hell are you talking about?!"

When the boy heard it, he turned his head and glanced sideways, but he didn't stop.

"Grandson, don't you fucking go!" Gao Zhihan said and chased outside.

Chang Le was so frightened that he hurried forward to stop him: "What are you doing?!"

"Damn it!" Gao Zhihan's eyes were full of anger.

"Oh, I'll go, you can do it!" Chang Le said while pushing Gao Zhihan back, "Do you know how to fight? Is this what you're doing? This is not your school, what if they invite more than a dozen people to come and beat you up?" ? I can't shake people! I don't have a big fist and a temper, but I'm still young!"

Gao Zhihan was pushed all the way to the edge of the sink by Chang Le, wiped his pants with water, frowned and slapped his butt, and said angrily: "This kind of grandson is bullying and fearing hard. Is it? It's not that I have a big temper, it's that you have no temper!"

Chang Le smiled wryly, and said, "We don't hear much of this kind of talk? Cutting off children and grandchildren, AIDS and syphilis are abnormal and unnatural, which one haven't you heard of? Didn't you just say something disgusting? What's the lethality of this?"

Gao Zhihan was taken aback when he heard this, and silently pursed his lips, his face still full of displeasure.

After class, Chang Le went to the teacher to sign. The two had lunch in the cafeteria, and returned to the library in the afternoon to continue their work.

Because Gao Zhihan still had an internship and didn't have much time to write reports, he proposed to stay in the library at night.

There is nothing wrong with Chang Le. Although he can't help but sneak away and peek at him when writing reports together, even if he writes by himself, he is not so engrossed.

The two returned to the villa by car after the library was closed. Once they entered 201, the first thing Kochihan did was to cover the machine with his clothes.

Chang Le had already realized the strangeness, put down his bag and went to the bathroom. The two had reached a tacit understanding for a long time, and he washed Gao Zhihan first and then washed it.

As a result, as soon as he entered the bathroom, Gao Zhihan squeezed in behind him, and proposed that the two of them wash together. After being beaten by Chang Le, he retreated angrily.

When Chang Le came out of the shower, he saw Gao Zhihan sitting cross-legged on the head of the bed, frowning and looking at his phone.

"The show is on the topic list again." He looked up at Chang Le.

"Again? Isn't it always there? It's been more than a week." Chang Le said and walked towards Gao Zhihan.

Gao Zhihan shook his head, and handed the phone to Chang Le, "It's not about the shady stuff."

"What's the matter then?" Chang Le was puzzled, but on the phone, a big topic appeared on the screen:

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