[Rebirth] After being favored by a paranoid

Precepts and deeds?explain in words?How to pass it on?How to teach by example?

- Questions popped out of Mu Tang's mind one by one, after thinking about it clearly, the latter was like a peach blossom powder in March, stretched out his hand and pushed Ji Chen aside with all his strength, and lifted the quilt to cover himself head.

Ji Chen sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a while, seeing that Mutang didn't intend to get out, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt open to leak a seam.

"I'm not kidding you, don't be bored when you come out."

Mu Tang clenched the quilt tightly, covered himself tightly, and replied in a low voice:

"Brother Ji, you don't count your words..."

Ji Qiao's temper became unusually good, and he stretched the seam of the quilt a little wider, lowered his face to pretend to be slightly angry, and asked in a cold voice:

"Can you say that again."

Mutang squeezed the quilt tightly and carefully drilled out, raised his head slightly and said in a low voice:

"I said you lied to me..."

Looking at his appearance, Ji Qiao's heart seemed to be softened by a little rabbit's paw, and he said softly:

"I won't lie to you this time."

Ji Chen's voice change period has passed, his voice is deep and hoarse, and it usually sounds good when he speaks with a cold face and seriousness, not to mention that his intentions have softened now, and the distance between the two of them is too close when speaking, covered by the iron bed Part of the light was turned on, inexplicably softening Ji Chen's tenderness at this time.

"Well..."

Mutang lifted the quilt, like a soft rabbit being tempted by a natural enemy, trembling slightly, staring nervously at Ji Chen, as if worried about what he would do next.

"What are you doing in a daze, go take a shower quickly, and turn off the lights later."

Mu Tang blushed, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"I, I don't want to take a shower today."

The weather is too cold, the school dormitory does not have a bathroom heater, every time I take a shower, I have to shiver with cold.

"Taking a bath in this cold weather is really tossing, let's just soak our feet together."

As Ji Chen said that, he got up and went to the bathroom, but Mutang's mind was full of what Ji Chen just said "together", and his heart beat gradually became irregular.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and Mu Tang tried to hide it by picking up the wet towel on the table and wiped his face. They didn't take a bath together, so what's so hot about it? !

Ji Qiao rolled up his sleeves, walked out with a basin in his hand, found a medicine bag from the cabinet, took a bag and put it in the basin.

He took off his socks, put his feet together, and the medicine bag in the basin made the water a little cloudy, and the water was a little hot.

Mutang is delicate and soft like a little rabbit, even his feet are white and tender, Mutang mischievously picked up some water with his feet.

"Brother Ji, do you think we are cooking soup?"

"Pig trotter soup?"

Ji Chen asked back, his gaze seemed to pass over Mutang's slender ankle inadvertently, Mutang noticed Ji Chen's gaze, and moved his feet back uncomfortably.

Ji Chen didn't tease him too hard today, he handed the dry towel to Mutang after the water cooled down.

After turning off the lights, Ji Qiao turned over, and through the light coming in from the window, he could see the bulge on the bed on his right, which felt inexplicably reassuring.

The main reason why he didn't tease him back then was because Ji Chen himself was worried that the teasing would go too far and he couldn't stand it.

He... But he was never Liu Xiahui, and he couldn't sit still.

As the weather got colder, Mutang didn't bother to go off-campus several times, and dragged Ji Chen to eat a few meals in the school cafeteria that even pigs would dislike when served in front of pigs.

The cafeteria window also sells milk tea, but they are all packaged, most of them are already warm when you buy them, and the taste is fixed, which happens to be the kind that Mu Tang hates.

Although it wasn't snowing or raining, the weather was gloomy. After class in the morning, Mu Tang stuffed his hands into the pockets of his down jacket, like a little penguin following behind Ji Chen.

Although Mutang can't eat spicy food, in such a cold weather, eating a bowl of slightly spicy Chongqing noodles, or Malatang, will make you feel warm.

Ji Chen doesn't like sweets, and every time he goes back to school to buy milk tea, he only buys one cup, and Mu Tang holds it and covers his hands.

After lunch, some sunlight came out of the gloomy weather, the wind was still cold, and the slight sunlight did not bring any warmth. Mutang unwrapped the plastic wrapping of the straw and inserted it into the milk tea.

—While walking, he sucked and gurgled, drank half of it, and suddenly heard Ji Chen beside him open his mouth.

"Is the milk tea good?"

"Ah."

"Sweet?"

—When Ji Chen went to buy milk tea, he would only put a little sugar in it. The mellow milk tea was more mellow than sweet, so Mu Tang took a deep sip.

"Not particularly sweet."

"Then let me try it?"

Mutang blankly handed the half-drunk milk tea to Ji Chen, and Ji Chen put his hand on the back of Mutang's hand, bowed his head and took a sip.

"It's pretty sweet, I think."

Mu Tang frowned, and said with a struggling face:

"Brother Ji, it's really not very sweet, don't..."

Ji Chen turned his head to stare into Mutang's eyes, and Mutang said discouragedly:

"I don't want to drink sugar-free..."

"I didn't let you drink sugar-free ones, don't worry."

Ji Chen helplessly rubbed Mutang's soft hair, watching Mutang continue to pick up the straw unsuspectingly, the food for lunch was slightly spicy, and the spicy Mutang's lips were unusually rosy, with a little milk tea on his lips.

Should be... sweeter?

Unprepared, Mu Tang slanted in Ji Chen's direction, and the two of them wore clothes of different styles but basically the same and walked towards the school side by side, the taller one put his hand on the slightly thinner shoulder.

Just from the back, people can feel the endless intimacy.

Ji Chen turned his head inadvertently, looked at the person sitting by the window of a shop in the food street, and curled his lips ironically.

Like to peek?Are you satisfied with this scene?

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the monthly vacation. Before the monthly vacation, the teacher had repeatedly told me that this monthly vacation must be reviewed at home. After returning from the vacation, it will be the last monthly exam of this semester. Once is the final exam.

Song Hao has been a bit of a nerd recently, his youngest son went abroad to study at the request of his parents, lying on Mutang's table like a girl who has been hurt by love, hurting the spring and the autumn.

"I said, what are you doing with so many books...I think back in junior high school I also had a big bag of books to memorize at home, and I was thinking about what books I would read when I was in school. In fact...I didn't even dont see."

Song Hao saw Ji Chen stuffing homework books into his backpack, and asked with a frown. Ji Chen kept moving his hands and tidied up the papers that the teacher had corrected last time.

"Study hard, understand?"

"I don't understand...Ji [even you can't see a girl? The kind with big breasts, big butt, big thief, fucking sexy..."

The relationship between Ji Chen and Song Hao is good, and he replied without raising his head when he heard this:

"dont see."

"I'm going abroad as a child, I wish he had big breasts."

Song Hao spoke a little melancholy, thinking that he is a good young man with a straight steel pipe, and every night when he goes to see Teacher Cang's new work, he automatically replaces Teacher Cang's face with his hair.

If he had big breasts and big buttocks, he would definitely like him more than Mr. Cang.

Harmful!Unfortunately not!

While talking, Ji Chen had already put away almost all the books, and casually hugged a large pile of books on Mutang's desk in his arms, and Mutang, who was tidying up the drawers, looked up at the empty desk, still a little dazed.

Song Hao let out a long sigh, and said sadly:

"Don't look, Ji Chenling, you've got it, I said you'll stay together during the monthly vacation, Mutang, you're really Ji's child bride, right? You protect her cubs like an old hen, you see He still stares at me, and doesn't even allow him to say a word...I'm wronged, I'm beeping, can you believe it or not!"

"Don't speak in front of me."

Ji Chen opened his mouth coldly, and casually took Mu Tang's water glass, and finally Mu Tang left the classroom after Ji Chen, carrying a backpack with some things on his back.

The weather was cold, and the bus was too crowded to catch up with the monthly holiday, so I simply took a taxi.

When they got home, they pushed open the creaking door, and Grandpa Ji lit a brazier in the main room. The two put down their things, sat next to Grandpa Ji and put their hands close to the fire.

Once upon a time, this was the scene that Mu Tang was looking forward to seeing the most. There were people waiting for him when he got home, and there was a fire to warm him when it was cold.

The weather forecast said that today's weather would be below zero, so Ji Qiao changed into a thick down jacket, and after going out, he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and turned his head to see that Mutang was following him.

Although the weather is cold, the vegetable market is as lively as ever. I bought a few easy-to-clean vegetables, bought hot pot base ingredients in the supermarket, and made hot pot tonight.

When washing the vegetables, Ji Chen's hands turned red from the cold. He did it while Mu Tang was out buying vinegar. Then he realized what Ji Chen wanted him to go out.

Ji Ge is still the same as before, with cold words on his mouth, but in fact his actions are warmer than anyone else's. Thinking of this, Mu Tang is both helpless and indescribably distressed for a moment.

Grandpa Ji is not young, but both grandparents and grandchildren have similar tastes. They are addicted to spicy food. The only person who can't eat spicy food is actually Mu Tang, whose mouth is red from the spicy food, and he is gasping for air-conditioning all the time.

Ji Qiao handed the warm milk to Mutang casually, and Mutang insisted on helping with the dishes after the meal, and the efficiency of two people washing one by one and cleaning the other was indeed very high.

There is no heating at home, but Grandpa Ji's room is equipped with air conditioning. It has been raining recently and the quilt has not been dried for a while. Going to bed after taking a shower is like lying on ice.

Mutang curled himself up into a ball like a shrimp and huddled under the quilt. Ji Chen's quilt was bought by Ji Chen's grandfather while they were going to school, and the bed was made up before they came back.

While Mutang was shivering, the familiar footsteps were getting closer and closer to him, and then his quilt was lifted, and Mutang opened his eyes to look at Ji Chen standing beside the bed.

Ji Chen simply lay down beside Mutang, tentatively stretched his hand to Mutang's side to help him pull the quilt, and only after making sure that he wouldn't catch a cold if he tucked it together, did he explain.

The bed was very narrow, and the two of them slept close together, the hot air of Ji Chen's breath penetrated directly into Mutang's clothes, and Mutang's face was so embarrassingly red.Then, Mu Tang felt Ji Chen close to his ear, and after lowering his voice, a very deep and hoarse voice sounded.

"Tonight, we sleep together."

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Ji [even: (without changing face) (serious) (not playing hooligans): sleeping together