Scumbag, he is soft and sweet

Today is Thursday, and Monday is the cultural festival. The head teacher asked the students to think about what they are going to do in the past few days. Don't listen to the wind and rain, and they are gearing up to catch the trees and not let go.

Well, yes, the head teacher still didn't give up, trying to influence the group of "lost little lambs" in the class with words, so that they would know their way back, let go of innocent trees, and let go of the gardening teacher.

During the class break, Mi Xun forcefully ordered Mi Zhao and Tai Weijun to sit down for lunch, and the four of them ate together, which was called a cultural festival discussion.

Yu Ji didn't want to at first, but as long as Mi Xun ate Xue Mei Niang yesterday and even fed himself with his own hands, just thinking about it, Yu Ji couldn't help turning red in his ears, he is a serious person!

Silently recalling the special theory of relativity in my heart, at least I calmed down my turbulent mood.

There must be a comparison in everything, compared to having lunch with Mi Xun alone, it is obviously not so unacceptable for four of them to eat together.

Yu Ji was even a little thankful, excited about the "dinner for four" at noon.He didn't believe it, in front of so many people, Mi Xun still had the guts to feed him? !

From resistance to expectation, Yu Ji did not notice the terrible change in his mentality.

In fact, Mr. Tai Wei didn't really like to come over for dinner, mainly because he was jealous of Yu Ji.When he was sitting at the same table as Mi Xun, he didn't get preferential treatment with snacks, but in the end, Yu Ji took the love away, and after taking his seat, he even got the benefits of being fed by his own family... emmm, he wasn't He was jealous of the delicious food, mainly because he was jealous of Yu Ji's good luck and Mi Xun's inexplicable attention to him.

Posts on the post bar have been flying all over the sky for a long time, and the students all said that Mi scumbag was planted, and that the prodigal son turned back.

Tai Wei-jun is really not in the mood, everything has to be first come first, right? It is obvious that he has played with Mi Xun since he was a child, how could the friendship of more than ten years be overtaken by Yu Ji, a transfer student who was airborne What?Just because of that shitty "high nose bridge, double eyelids, thick eyebrows, tall stature, and a small mole on the eyelid, which hides when you raise your eyes, and only shows when you lower your eyelashes"?This is too unfair, right?

On the other hand, Mi Zhao was not much better.

He was unhappy because he felt that his elder brother Mi Xun seemed to really like Yu Ji very much, just like what was said in the school post bar, Mi scumbag turned his back on evil and kept himself clean. !

In the past, Mi Zhao often taught Mi Xun earnestly, saying, elder brother is so good-looking, if you throw someone every month, how can you call it a playful heart, you are obviously doing charity!Boys, if you go out, you must protect yourself!

But Mi Xun didn't listen to persuasion, and still went his own way, Mi Zhao was worried about this.Now, his elder brother is finally obedient, but Mi Zhao is even more worried.

In the past, Mi Xun was an indiscriminate scumbag, but now it looks like he intends to hang himself on that crooked neck tree called Yu Ji.

Giving up the entire forest for a crooked-neck tree, Mi Zhao began to feel worthless for his brother again.The coldness on Yu Ji's face made him look like a cold-hearted master. My brother should be held in the palm of his hand and pampered, not pampered!

It doesn't matter if he is selfish or treats him differently, but he just can't see his brother suffering a little bit, and he can't see his brother trying his best to please Yu Ji!

Mi Xun was completely unaware of the detours and twists and turns of the three of them.

He just wanted everyone to blend in together. Mi Zhao is his younger brother who was spoiled and raised by him, Tai Weijun is his best friend, not one of them, and Yu Ji...

Biting the tip of his pen, Mi Xun glanced at Yu Ji who was concentrating on writing the paper, and silently curled his lips.

Yu Ji is also unique, Mi Xun thought.

Yu Ji is very important to him, he does not dislike having any physical contact with Yu Ji, and even the body fluid exchange is acceptable, the most important thing is that although Yu Ji looks cold at first glance, he looks bad Appears to be close, but actually not, Yu Ji will be shy, will care about himself, will reason with himself, and convey correct values...

Yu Ji is really similar to the protector in the dream, he hasn't had a nightmare for a long time, probably because he has enough peace of mind during the day.Mi Xun thought to himself.

"How do you find this dihedral?" Mi Xun held the paper, approached Yu Ji, and poked the back of Yu Ji's left hand that was pressing on the paper with a pen, "I can't imagine it."

Yu Ji felt the back of his hand cool, and the black pen poked on the back of his hand, leaving some imperceptible water marks.Yu Ji's back stiffened, looking at the fountain pen that was still poking and poking, and staring at the M&G logo printed on the cap of the pen in a daze.

The owner of the fountain pen is still harassing, "Hey, Yu Ji, why are you in a daze."

Yu Ji raised his eyelids and glanced at Mi Xun, then pursed his lips, "Don't bite the cap of the pen, it's all bacteria." He tucked his hands into the sleeves of his school uniform and put them between his legs, frowning, a little The meaning of dislike.

In fact, he secretly turned the back of his hand over and rubbed it on his leg, trying to get rid of the itching on the back of his hand and the apex of his heart.

Mi Xun stared at Yu Ji with an uncomfortable expression, then retracted his gaze, and stuffed the math paper over, "Okay, stop biting. Then tell me how to find corners."

Yu Ji glanced at the question, a little speechless, "It is a plane angle that requires a dihedral angle."

"I know." Mi looked innocently, "I can't even find the dihedral angle, how can I find its plane angle?"

Yu Ji: "..."

"Then do you know the definition of dihedral?" Yu Ji asked.

Mi Xun shook his head, looking anxiously at Yu Ji's handsome side face, "I don't know, you can tell me about it too." A few years ago, he was only thinking about finding a partner, so he didn't want to learn...

Yu Ji: "..." The tablemate I chose, I have to teach him even when I kneel :)

"The angle formed by the two half-planes is the dihedral angle. Take point A and pass through this point..." Yu Ji took out a piece of white paper and explained to Mi Xun while drawing, "...the intersecting line is at C, and the angle ACB is the plane angle of the dihedral angle."

Mi Xun understands, Mi Xun will stop harassing Yu Ji, and Mi Xun obediently takes the paper and goes to count the corners.

Yu Ji wrote a multiple-choice question, lowering his eyes, wondering what he thought of. For the first time, during class, he took the initiative to talk to Mi Xun, "Mi Xun..." Yu Ji pointed at Mi Xun's desktop, When he looked over in doubt, he spoke carefully and said softly, "I heard that you are good at drawing sketches."

Mi Xun looked at Yu Ji silently and didn't speak.

The distance between the two of them is not far, Yu Ji can see his unnatural expression in Mi Xun's dark pupils, and Mi Xun's dark eyes seem to see through Yu Ji's careful thoughts.

Yu Ji turned his head away a little uncomfortably, and said awkwardly, "I heard someone say it by accident, so I'll ask when I think about it. There's no other meaning."

"I know." Mi Xun curled his lips, "Sketching can only be regarded as mediocre. I am good at oil painting. I heard from Mi Zhao that I studied it for a while when I was a child, and my private teacher also said that I am very talented."

"Listen to Mi Zhao?" Yu Ji was puzzled.

Mi Xun smiled, "Well, I...can't remember a lot of things when I was a child." He chuckled, "Maybe I had a car accident when I was a child and lost my memory, haha, isn't it always played like that on TV?"

The word car accident stirred Yu Ji's nerves, he squeezed Mi Xun's arm very hard, "Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that Yu Ji's mood seemed to turn negative, Mi Xun hurriedly changed the subject, "Hey, my oil painting is not bad. When I have time, I will draw one for you."

In fact, what Mi Xun didn't say is that he himself doesn't really like painting oil paintings, and even he is a little afraid of those bright and thick paints, but the paradox is that he doesn't hate them either.

Hearing this, Yu Ji was a little moved, but he also felt that his jealousy and pettiness was the behavior of a younger brother, so he hesitated a little.

"Hey, I got it!" Mi Xun pressed his fist into his palm, "I'll draw an oil painting for the Cultural Festival, and I'll give it to you."

Yu Ji tightened the corners of his mouth, not revealing any emotions, and his tone was cold and reserved, "Is it too late to paint oil paintings in three days?"

"No, at worst I'll start painting when I get back today." Mi Xun rubbed his chin and pondered, "Actually, colors need to be polished..."

Yu Ji pulled Mi Xun's arm that was touching his chin, "Just finished holding the pen, it's full of bacteria."

Mi Xun stared at Yu Ji's hand, "Hey, your hand is pretty good too! Suitable for painting." His eyes sparkled, "The little finger is long enough, do you want to learn it? I think you seem to be a little interested in oil painting look."

Yu Ji's originally sunny mood turned cloudy again.

What is "not bad"? What does "also" mean?Looking at his hands, and then thinking about that man Zhuo Min?What's the point?

Yu Ji is not happy anymore, Yu Ji has a little emotion, he attributes it to the fact that he doesn't like that person named Zhuo Min.He is proud and conceited, he is not ashamed to be with him, not even the "association of hands"!

"I heard that you often have nightmares too?" Yu Ji took his hand out of Mi Xun's and continued to hold it between his legs. He lowered his head to do the question and asked casually.

Mi Xun clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly looked closely at Yu Ji's serious side face. Yu Ji shook his body, silently clutched the pen in his hand stubbornly and didn't back down, because he felt that he seemed to be trying to cover up, and there was no silver 300 here. Two flavors.

Looking at Yu Ji's ears that turned red with lightning speed, Mi Xun felt an itchy hand, couldn't help but owe Yu Ji again, stretched out his claws and pinched Yu Ji's earlobe, it was hot and thin. Thin, he couldn't hold back, and twisted and kneaded it with his fingers.

Yu Ji's earlobes are big and thin, and his ears are also very soft.

Mi Xun grinned, "Yu Ji, your ears are so soft. I heard from Grandpa Tai Weijun that men with soft ears will especially listen to their wives in the future!"

Caught off guard that his ears were touched, and hearing those words full of teasing, Yu Ji's whole body stiffened.

He grabbed Mi Xun's hand in a big reaction, and raised his arms to clamp Mi Xun's neck under his armpits. The sound of the heartbeat passed through the young man's chest and fabric, and clearly entered Mi Xun's ears.

Mi Xun had never been so close to others before, so he was stunned for a moment and didn't resist.

Seen from afar, Mi Xun's whole body was pinned to his chest by Yu Ji.

Yu Ji didn't expect that at that time, he was just depressed for a while, and felt that Mi Xun was clearly treating himself like his suitors, provoking and teasing him.Then he got excited and did it according to his own mind.

Looking at Mi Xun obediently nestled in his arms, Yu Ji was discouraged but also very nervous, he actually found Mi Xun's obedient and soft appearance very cute.

After Mi Xun reacted and retreated, Yu Ji stretched out his arms subconsciously, feeling an urge to pull Mi Xun back into his arms again.

But fortunately, he controlled himself.

Yu Ji panicked, he felt that the special theory of relativity might not be very useful, and Einstein did not protect himself.

"I don't know if the Diamond Sutra works or not." Yu Ji muttered to himself, thoughtfully.

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