My deskmate is gay

About 10 minutes later, Lin Qi suddenly felt a convulsion in his stomach, and suddenly cried out that he was too anxious this morning, so he went out after chasing Zhang Ping, did not eat breakfast, and even took stomach medicine. I didn't bring it.

Although Zhang Ping's eyes have been wandering, and it seems to others that he is not paying attention at all, he suddenly found that Lin Qi's footsteps paused, his face did not gradually turn pale, and his heart skipped a beat. up.

Lin Qi also knew that this class could not continue, so he put one hand on the edge of the table, and then said with difficulty: "I will talk so much for the time being, the teacher has something else to do, so I will leave first." Staggered away.

The people in the audience suddenly became noisy, and Zhao Jinzhe said with some doubts: "Is the instructor feeling unwell?"

Sun Qin packed up his books: "So what? Anyway, get out of class early and go eat!"

Before he finished speaking, Milo came over earlier with a bag. Milo sat down next to Xu Yi and handed him a cup of soy milk.

"What's the matter? The teacher hasn't come yet?" Milo was puzzled.

"He's leaving first." Xu Yi rarely took the initiative to answer Milo.

Milo didn't care, and shrugged. He thought he would be criticized, but unexpectedly escaped unexpectedly.

A few people just sat like this, never paying attention to Zhang Ping who looked wrong.

Zhang Ping struggled with the location for a while, and finally picked up what was left in Milo's bag, and said, "Milo, let me borrow it first!" Then he left without looking back.

Milo looked at Zhang Ping's back meaningfully, but didn't say anything.

Zhang Ping walked on the road and asked many people in succession to know where the instructor's office was. As soon as Zhang Ping stepped over, he found that Lin Qi was holding his stomach and couldn't straighten up.

"Hey! Come on, eat quickly." Zhang Ping put the things on Lin Qi's desk.

Lin Qi endured the pain, his eyes were full of surprises, he didn't expect that the little cutie would still remember that he had such a problem, and then said: "Then you feed me?"

Zhang Ping originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Lin Qi's actions, he couldn't bear it for a while, so he opened the soy milk and handed him to Lin Qi's mouth.

Although Lin Qi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were filled with unconcealable joy. After taking a sip, the warmth of the soy milk reached his stomach, and he really felt much more comfortable.

"Little cutie..." Lin Qi wanted to say something, but Zhang Ping stuffed the bun into Lin Qi's mouth: "Eat it quickly."

Lin Qi also slowed down, and was unwilling to bother Zhang Ping any more, so he took it by himself and ate it slowly.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping was about to leave. When Lin Qi saw it, a pitiful voice came out again: "Little cutie, I didn't bring any medicine."

"Then you will go to the infirmary to get it later." Zhang Ping was not stupid, he knew that Lin Qi wanted to keep him.

Lin Qizhi started moaning again: "Little cutie, but my stomach..."

"Understood." Zhang Ping then spent another 10 minutes to find the infirmary, and then took another 10 minutes to arrive at Lin Qi's office. At this time, Lin Qi had finished his breakfast and was pressing something in front of the computer , Seeing Zhang Ping coming back, he immediately ran over, looking very much like a pug.

At least in Zhang Ping's eyes.

"Well, you wait a few hours and then take the medicine."

"Little cutie..." Lin Qi hugged Zhang Ping tightly as the office was empty, as if hugging some treasure.

"What are you doing?!" Zhang Ping struggled.

Lin Qi knew that things should not be rushed, so she kissed Zhang Ping on the forehead, and then pushed away.

"Little cutie...you still care about me, right?" Lin Qi's eyes were very direct, and he couldn't tolerate any lies.