Beta was teased by me

Lu Xiuyang is taller than Sheng Cifan, and his shoulders are a bit wider. Fortunately, the size of the sportswear is quite inclusive, and Sheng Cifan's clothes fit him well.

It takes more than half an hour for the washing machine to wash clothes, which is a waste of time.

Based on the theoretical basis of doing it yourself and having ample food and clothing, Young Master Sheng did it himself. His clothes are not particularly dirty, just grab them casually.

Lu Xiuyang twitched his eyes, threw the changed clothes into the laundry sink accurately, and stood beside him with folded arms to observe, met Shang Sheng Cifan's squinting eyes, and cherished the words like gold: "Thanks for your hard work."

Sheng Cifan pushed his hand towards the laundry sink, tilted his head, "Wear my clothes, use my shower card, now I even need to wash the clothes, right?"

Lu Xiuyang nodded his chin, and stroked the dull hairs on Shun Shengcifan's forehead, "As the instigator, shouldn't you do it for me?"

Sheng Cifan angrily poured half a bucket of laundry detergent into the laundry sink, and the clothes became the object of hatred, and he rubbed them vigorously with both hands, especially the three big black characters "Lu Xiuyang" printed on his chest greatly aroused his anxiety. Discomfort, the series of emotions that were caused by the cold medicine just now were left behind, "Crushing patients, are you still a person?"

Lu Xiuyang kindly reminded, "It's not easy to wash with too much laundry detergent."

Sheng Cifan exploded into a pufferfish in an instant, "Can't you disinfect and purify your soul?"

Lu Xiuyang touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue and was about to answer when Sheng Cifan felt a hard lump and took out a mobile phone from his trousers pocket. Water drops fell in strings, and the screen was still covered with sparse white foam.

Lu Xiuyang: ...

The haze was swept away, and Sheng Cifan's aura was so high that it broke through the sky. He deliberately suppressed his smile and used two high-level words in succession: "Is this called vivid interpretation and self-indulgence?"

Lu Xiuyang: ...

Sheng Cifan giggled and turned on the faucet, thinking about flushing out the bubbles. Lu Xiuyang held his forehead and grabbed the phone: "You still want to cause a second trauma?"

Sheng Cifan didn't understand, so with an innocent face, he asked logically: "It's all wet anyway, so it's the same if you wash it again?"

Lu Xiuyang was taken aback, his expression was blank for a moment, he wiped his phone casually twice, and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket.

In the era of electronic payment, without a mobile phone, it is equivalent to a beggar who has lost his wealth.

Although Lu Xiuyang has this awareness, he still believes quite confidently that he will not become a beggar.

On the way back to the classroom, Lu Xiuyang paused at the entrance of the canteen, Sheng Cifan swiped his phone with his head down, and stopped when he realized that there was no one around.

Lu Xiuyang ordered in a nonchalant manner: "Buy me a bottle of water from Baisui Mountain."

Sheng Cifan stood on the steps four or five steps higher, condescending and unmoved.

Lu Xiuyang said coldly: "You washed my phone."

Sheng Cifan felt that it was necessary to correct the distorted behavior of the top students: "You threw the clothes in."

Lu Xiuyang turned the question back to the original point, and pointed to the boxes of medicine in Sheng Cifan's hand: "The root cause is still your fault."

Sheng Cifan: "Can I return the medicine to you?"

Lu Xiuyang lowered his eyes, "It's not good, why don't you give me the money for the medicine, but only cash is accepted."

Sheng Cifan curled up his palms subconsciously, thumped down the stairs, walked into the canteen, and brought out ten bottles of mineral water.

Lu Xiuyang took one of the bottles from the bag, unscrewed it, took a sip, and walked forward on his own.

Sheng Cifan stepped forward quickly, raised his hand to stop him: "Take them all away."

Lu Xiuyang's tone was dull: "You want to contract my mineral water for a week?"

Sheng Cifan didn't answer him, with an attitude that you can do whatever you want.

Lu Xiuyang pressed down his protruding arm: "There are 2 minutes left for class, it's not good to be late."

Are you late?Who insisted on buying a bottle of water to waste time! !

The two long legs showed a natural sense of superiority. The time from the grocery store to the classroom was reasonably compressed, and it only took more than a minute.

The palms of his hands were marked with red, red and white marks by the plastic bag. Sheng Cifan dropped the mineral water when passing by the back table, and kicked the foot of the table by the way. He was in a state of low pressure.

Get down and leave the back table with an angry back of the head.

Lu Xiuyang twirled the pen in his hand, and took out the textbook to be used in the next class, with a little smile in his cool eyes.

"Sheng, Sheng Cifan, here, I'll give you milk tea."

The voice is thin and weak, exclusive to Omega's style.

Sheng Cifan shifted his eyes from the milk tea to the other person's face, opened and closed his eyelids twice, and rolled all the names that could be called in his head, for a moment he didn't meet the person in front of him.

The man wore black-rimmed glasses, a flat nose bridge, a bit high cheekbones, and a bit of fashion in his bangs, but he looked uncoordinated because he was too deliberate. In a word, he didn't look like an Omega with excellent genes, could it Gene mutation?

In the eyes of animals with simple minds and well-developed limbs, as long as the voice is softer, it must be an Omega that needs to be protected.

From Sheng Cifan's puzzled face, the other party pinpointed the problem and introduced himself: "My name is Fang Zi."

Sheng Cifan nodded as if he had realized something, but he still had no impression, no impression of people, and no impression of the name... let alone.

But the milk tea came at just the right time, just a little thirsty, I inserted a straw, took a sip, feeling cool, and glanced at the label: peach oolong, three-point sugar, more ice.

Fang Zi was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted by the class bell. He quickly rushed back to his seat and sat upright.

A slender arm passed over his head, and the milk tea in his hand disappeared.

Sheng Cifan raised his head, his eyes followed the milk tea all the way, and the back of his head fell on the back table. The man took out a bottle of mineral water from the drawer and handed it over: "I'll change it with you."

Sheng Cifan's neckline is beautiful, and his Adam's apple is even more abrupt because of his backward leaning. With the ups and downs of his voice, he rolled up and down, "Can you show some face?"

Lu Xiuyang pursed his lips, put his cold white hand on the back of the man's head, and pushed it up: "No."

The fourth quarter was Biology class. After exhausting energy all morning, most of the students were hungry and lost the intention to listen to the lecture.But after all, it is a class about dark circles, and everyone still tries to deal with it with a mental strength of 12 points.

Sheng Cifan dozed off with his head propped up. Under the chemical action of the cold medicine, his consciousness was loosely and chaotically confused, and the bursts of cicadas outside became a low-quality lullaby.

Seeing that he was about to have a private meeting with Mr. Zhou in his dream, he pinched his arm, stimulated by mild pain, and his brain was awake for half a minute.

The black eye is grumpy, especially for students with single-digit grades, and they don’t bother to give a little bit of patience. "Is it because the bed at home is not comfortable enough to sleep in class?"

Sheng Cifan twitched his distinct eyelashes slightly, and struggled twice without sincerity.In the next second, he slid his arms, put his head down, and lay down, breathing long and evenly.

The dark circles under his eyes were greatly provoked, a piece of chalk flew over, but it was a little far away, the parabola crossed Sheng Cifan, and landed on Lu Xiuyang's desk.

The good-for-nothing chased after him with his eyes, and the chalk tip made a slight crisp sound after touching the table, rolled it twice, and stopped firmly.

Lu Xiuyang put down the pen in his hand, unhurriedly tore off the coat from the back of the chair, threw it forward seemingly casually, and just covered it on the front table, then pinched the end of the chalk, tilted the chair leg, He leaned back, threw it into the trash can, raised his hand to wipe off the few chalk dust left on the table, and continued to study the questions as if nothing had happened.

Dark circles under the eyes have always been a problem for Lu Xiuyang. After adjusting his mentality, he said, "Sunlight is irritating to the eyes and may damage the retina."

Sheng Cifan's face was facing the direction of the corridor, and the sunlight slanting in from the rear window outlined his facial features clearly and three-dimensionally, and there was a shallow crease between his eyebrows. In response to this popular science knowledge, he didn't sleep very comfortably.

Lu Xiuyang raised his eyelids, the first group was close to the wall, but because the two people were split into front and back tables, a narrow passage was left between the wall and the tables and chairs.

Holding an exercise book in one hand and a pen in the other, he stood up and leaned against the window inadvertently. The sun swept across from the side and behind, and Xin's long figure slantedly cast a shadow on the front table, just to draw Sheng Ci Everyone is in it.

Dark circles:! ! !

Good people:! ! !

The school forum directly exploded into a ball of sparks, and the post on the top - "HOT!My figure, your shelter"

Landlord: I feel that Brother Sheng is suddenly weak.Attached picture: [Two big guys from the perspective of God, one sleeps with eyes closed, the other stands behind silently blocking the sun.jpg]

First floor: Rotten eyes look at Renji, 2B love, not illegal.

Second floor: If these two Bs are together, how many AOs will be heartbroken!

The third floor: What's the situation now, can I still witness the peerless love if I pretend to go to the bathroom and pass by?

Fourth floor: Can you please stop knocking?People just happened to be sleepy and just stood and listened to the class.

Fifth Floor: Huh~ Can I choose to believe that Fourth Floor is a sensible person?

……

Lu Xiuyang kept his eyes on the exercise booklet, and said calmly, "The second question on page [-] is wrong."

The dark circles under the eyes followed the steps that Lu Xiuyang handed over, and continued to give lectures. Everything seemed to have returned to the calm it should have been, and the troublemakers gradually withdrew their attention.

Lu Xiuyang habitually twisted the pen in his hand, and a gust of wind from the window lifted the pages of the exercise book. The pages skipped over the turning nib, and the direction of force on the nib deviated, and he dropped his hand.

If you want to talk about the common problem of adolescent boys, it is about "I can lose my virginity, but my shoes must be clean"...

As the gel pen rolled down, Lu Xiuyang focused all his attention on the defense of his sneakers.

He leaned over slightly, his legs spread apart in a very quick reaction, the tip of the pen hit the floor, and the shoes were out of danger.

The exercise book in his hand had long been forgotten, and before he had time to celebrate that his shoes were undamaged, he heard the muffled sound of the exercise book falling.

Attention ceremony struck again.

Sheng Cifan opened his eyes suddenly, suppressed the urge to punch out, pressed the red forehead with the palm of his hand, and patiently turned over the exercise book that fell from the sky to read the signature. Xiu, Yang, I, fuck, you, lord!"

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The landlord replied: 2B love will not end well after all. 【Slap face.jpg】

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