The male god of the vicious stepsister wants to tease me, how can I break it?

After Chen Yan roughly scanned the four photos, he was relieved for a long time: the photos were taken very well, and the male god should like them.

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the action of handing the phone back to Ai Lang was much gentler, in stark contrast to the reckless rush to snatch the phone just now.

Chen Yan leaned against the edge of the door frame, raised his chin and asked AI Lang: "Are there any other photos?"

They took pictures until late at night the day before yesterday, and at least thousands of photos were needed.

Ai Lang lowered his head and flipped through the phone's photo album, and replied without raising his head: "I took so many photos, I certainly couldn't finish all the pictures yesterday. I just asked the retoucher to send me a few pictures in advance."

Chen Yan's eyes were lowered, and his attention was glued to Ai Lang's mobile phone screen, so he didn't notice the people approaching him.

"Are you posting photos?"

The lazy and magnetic voice sounded close to Chen Yan's ear, and it came so suddenly that Chen Yan's heart trembled.

Chen Yan only felt his ears itch, he shrugged his shoulders and turned his head, and saw the male god standing behind him at some point, with one hand supporting the edge of the door frame, his arms encircling him in a half-encircling posture.

Chen Yan turned his face sideways, his voice dropped a few degrees automatically, and he responded softly: "No... just look at the photos."

As Chen Yan was talking, he suddenly felt a light touch on his cheek - the male god relied on his body to block the eyes behind him tightly, and kissed Chen Yan on Chen Yan's cheek majestically in front of Ailang a mouthful.

The soft lips fell gently on the smooth and white cheeks, like a feather falling to the ground, without the slightest emotion, but itched to the bottom of Chen Yan's heart.

Chen Yan blushed all of a sudden, and said softly, "You...don't make trouble."

Instead of restraining himself, the male god kissed Chen Yan's cheek twice more brazenly.

The subtle kissing sound was completely drowned out in the noisy classroom behind him, and no one noticed the tenderness and tenderness in the small world surrounded by the male god's arms.

Except - Ellen who was face to face with the two of them.

Ailang's mood at this time was simply a rotten dog. He forced a standard smile, his delicate face twitched a little, and said, "God Cheng Nan, don't you think I'm dead?"

Chen Yan shyly turned his face away, pointed the back of his head at the male god, and coughed lightly twice.

Cheng Xi licked the corners of his lips and smiled nonchalantly, put his face against Chen Yan's head, and replied to Ai Lang: "No, you still have to be responsible for sending the photos, of course they have to be alive."

Ai Lang was stuffed with dog food, and had to work as a porter without complaint. He could only cry up to the sky: "Single Wang has no human rights to speak of."

There are not many photos sent by the studio to Ailang. Dozens of photos can't hold Chen Yan's fingers to flip through the album, one in two seconds, only a few personal photos of Chen Yan stay for a little longer .

In the photo-

Chen Yan's delicate facial features were painted with delicate makeup, and his completely emptied jet-black pupils were half-hidden under the drooping eyelashes. His complexion was desolate and dull, and his thin lips, as dark red as painted with varnish, were lightly pursed. But it evoked a seemingly invisible arc, revealing an unspeakable coquettish and weirdness.

Creamy jade-like fingers frivolously hold a black lighter with a metallic texture. In contrast, the whiter the fingers, the darker the lighter.

The fuselage of the lighter is engraved with intricate patterns, and there is also a bird with folded wings that fell to the ground. The warm red flame ignited the pure white flower in Chen Yan's hand, and the paper flower was bathed in the flame in its entirety...

This photo seems to have a magical power, inadvertently catching people's eyes.

The photo is originally silent, but through the beautiful and sad eyes of "Chen Yan" and the corners of his lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling, the photo also seems to have a mouth. Long, long story.

The story may not be understood by everyone, but it is only told to those who understand it.

Cheng Xi lowered his head, with pity in his eyes, kissed the back of Chen Yan's head, and jokingly said, "I am the fire, you are the flower."

Chen Yan's expression froze, and he turned around in bewilderment and asked, "Ah, why?"

The ending of that paper flower was completely burned by that fire...

The corners of AI Lang's mouth twitched, and the corners of his lips curled up meanly, and he said in a domineering president's tone: "Baby, you are playing with fire."

Chen Yan rolled his eyes at Ai Lang with his back turned to the male god.

Cheng Xi smiled and said, "I don't want to burn you, but I want to warm you up and 'paint' you."

The fire in the photo gently wraps the paper flower, and the paper flower is bathed in the warm flame, as if it also has color.

Chen Yan pursed his thin lips lightly, did not answer the male god, pressed his thumb on the photo and moved slightly, reluctant to turn to the next page.

Ailang's twitching from the corners of his mouth turned into facial twitching. He gritted his teeth resentfully, tried to maintain a smile, and urged tactfully: "Huohuo, see if you want to pick a few photos and send them to you first, I have to go back to class .”

Hearing this, Cheng Xi took out the phone from Chen Yan's hand and returned it to Ai Lang, saying, "Send me the photo just now."

Ailang took the phone and replied, "Okay..."

Cheng Xi hooked Chen Yan's shoulders and led them into the classroom, saying, "You can post it now, we'll go in first."

Ellen kept smiling and replied, "Okay..."

Although Ai Lang complained about it, he still did his best. Cheng Xi took Chen Yan back to the classroom to prepare for class, and the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Cheng Xi took out his mobile phone, downloaded and saved the original picture sent by Ailang, rubbed his fingertips on the pale cheek of the man in the photo, and then long-pressed the photo to set it as the phone wallpaper and lock screen wallpaper.

Chen Yan glanced wildly, peeking the whole time, now he acted like he was just peeking, and said in a low voice, "What if someone sees you..."

Cheng Xi put away the phone, pinched the little counselor's face, and said nonchalantly, "Why are you afraid of being seen by others when you look so good-looking?"

Cheng Xi's hand was extremely light, and Chen Yan was freed with a light struggle.

Chen Yan coughed and cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "I plan to move to the dormitory early today, and I don't want to live in the school..."

Cheng Xi didn't show the slightest surprise, and didn't ask a word, just nodded and said, "Have you packed your luggage? I'll help you carry it later."

Chen Yan also nodded, and then bit his lips nervously. He glanced at the male god and said, "I haven't looked for a house yet...so, I'm going to live with you for now."

Although the male god had told him in advance that he would live in his house before moving out and finding a house, it was the first time Chen Yan said this to "trouble" the male god, so he couldn't help being a little nervous.

In the end, Chen Yan raised his elbow and gently touched the male god. He raised his face, restrained his embarrassment and said softly, "I can only go and seek refuge with you...boyfriend."

The three words at the end of the sentence, the voice is so soft that there are almost only mouth shapes left.

"..."

Cheng Xi was caught off guard by the little counselor, his Adam's apple slipped, took a deep breath, and stared helplessly at the soft and delicious little counselor standing within easy reach, but he hindered the people around him from being able to do anything .

Damn, miss the day, think about the prosperity, think about the crystal.

The picture in Cheng Xi's mind is too strong.

Unconsciously, Chen Yan showed a faint smile to the male god. The small dimples on the corners of his lips were very shallow, but the smile was very sweet.

after class.

Cheng Xi asked Chen Yan to go back to the dormitory with him. He had to get the keys to pick up the car, and then drove directly to the downstairs of Chen Yan's dormitory.

This is the first time for Chen Yan to go to the male god's dormitory. He followed the male god curiously and expectantly. When the door of the dormitory opened, he looked around. The dormitory was full of fitness equipment. In this small section of passage, there is also a horizontal bar fixed on the wall for exercising arm strength.

Before Chen Yan had time to feel emotional, he saw other people in the dormitory.

The two male god roommates were in the dormitory, besides Lu Miao who was sitting on the fourth bed and waving sayhi to Chen Yan, there was also a tall boy with good looks and a good figure leaning on the balcony to answer the phone.

Chen Yan couldn't help feeling: the dormitory of the male god is really incredible, I'm afraid it has gathered all their professional "male gods".

Chen Yan followed the male god into the dormitory, and he stood beside him waiting for the male god to find something.

Cheng Xi went into the bathroom to change clothes on the way, Lu Miao stretched out his arms and dragged the chair on the bed opposite him, instead of Cheng Xi, as a landlord, he called Chen Yan to sit and rest.

Chen Yan politely thanked him, Lu Miao sat up straight with his legs crossed, and asked Chen Yan solemnly: "My friend, have you been slack in the past two days, and you haven't written physics?"

Chen Yan blinked in confusion, and said, "Well... I've been a little busy recently, and I haven't written enough homework..."

Lu Miao slapped her thigh after listening to it, and persuaded Chen Yan with a sad heart: "You can't do this, you have to stay motivated, write more physics questions, and you can buy a few tutorial materials to study after finishing the after-school questions!"

Although Chen Yan was a little puzzled, he only thought that Lu Miao was concerned about him, so he said, "Yeah, I'll make a note."

At this time, the tall and strong roommate came in from the balcony. Hearing that Lu Miao was "instigating" Chen Yan to write physics problems, he threw his mobile phone on the table, took the thermos and walked to Lu Miao. Next to Miao, join the chat circle of Lu Miao and Chen Yan.

His smile was exceptionally handsome, and he lowered his head and smiled and said, "Meow meow, enough is enough. Cheng Xi hasn't asked you a question for two days, so you're just too busy, aren't you?"

The voice fell.

Lu Miao wished she could jump up and cover the man's big mouth.

Chen Yan looked up at the boy blankly.

Lu Miao reached out and snatched the vacuum flask from her roommate, and covered her side face to lip-sync with him for a long time.

The roommate was in a daze for a while, and when he turned to look at Chen Yan again, he couldn't help blurting out: "Damn it, this is sister-in-law!?"

Chen Yan hadn't reacted yet.

Just when Cheng Xi came out after changing clothes, he heard the amazed and shocked expression of his roommate, and when he walked between them, he said lightly: "There is a prize for the correct answer."

He casually threw the changed clothes to his roommate: "Help me wash it."