Little crying bag sticks to the dead enemy

Yu Jingyu's coat was much warmer than the one Qiao Fan bought himself, and he wore Yu Jingyu's clothes to show off all the way.

At the beginning, I still felt embarrassed, but then I purposely walked around the classroom in front of those girls, and even visited the third class, and almost wrote "This is my boyfriend's!" on my forehead.

Both You Le and Gao Xiang recognized that it was Yu Jingyu's clothes. There was no other reason. Yu Jingyu had been wearing this dress last year, and this morning he passed by the door of their classroom wearing it again.

Gao Xiang smacked his lips, "Sinister intentions..."

Dorm at night.

Because the school stipulates that the air conditioner can only be turned on if it is below 0 degrees Celsius or above 30 degrees Celsius, so it is still very cold for Qiao Fan if the air conditioner is not turned on in the dormitory.

Qiao Fan began to shiver after taking off his clothes and putting on his pajamas, and he shivered again as soon as his butt touched the sheet when he climbed onto the bed.

Qiao Fan gritted his teeth, lifted the quilt and got in and huddled himself together, his teeth chattering from the cold.

It took a long time to finally get better, and I stretched out my hand to roll up the surrounding quilts under my body and press them tightly.

After turning off the lights at night, Yu Jingyu put down his phone and lay down, only to feel the bed shaking slightly.

Yu Jingyu looked at the swaying paper crane on the top of the bed by the moonlight, chuckled lightly, got up and climbed onto the upper bunk.

Qiao Fan was startled by the sudden pressure on the side of the bed, Qiao Fan threw off the quilt suddenly, and saw someone was climbing on the edge of his bed.

Qiao Fan looked at the figure, and asked tentatively, "Jing Yu?"

"Yeah. I'll take the quilt down and you will sleep with me tonight." Yu Jingyu said as he went to pull Qiao Fan's quilt.

Qiao Fan still wanted to struggle, "I'm not cold."

"I'm lying, the bed has been shaking for a long time."

Yu Jingyu pulled the quilt away, and Qiao Fan could only get out of bed.

Yu Jingyu asked him to lie down first, while he covered Qiao Fan's quilt on the top layer, and then lifted the quilt to lie down.

Qiao Fan hugged the quilt, and when the two quilts were pressed down, his body stopped trembling immediately.

The beds in the dormitory are all 0.9-meter single beds. One person can sleep, but two people are a bit crowded, with arms next to arms, and the same heat source in the bed.

Qiao Fan turned sideways and hugged Yu Jingyu.

Yu Jingyu whispered, "Aren't you afraid you'll infect me with a cold?"

Qiao Fan tightened his arms, and pulled Yu Jingyu into his arms, feeling like a man like him!

Qiao Fan deliberately lowered his voice and said, "If you're going to be infected, you'll be infected sooner."

Yu Jingyu could hear his little boyfriend's tone of voice, so he smiled and said, "I'm cold, please hold me tighter."

Qiao Fan's boyfriend immediately exploded with strength, and he hugged him so hard that he almost pressed on him to make him firm, "Is it still cold?"

Yu Jingyu couldn't help but hold back his laughter. If he wanted to say something to tease him, someone had already answered:

"It must be cold."

Zhao Minglei at the end of the bed said in a low voice: "I said you two really thought I fell asleep instantly, can't you hear your whispers?"

"I didn't hear it." Yang Qian continued.

Qiao Fan and Yu Jingyu: "..."

There were two knocks on the door, and the four people in the dormitory were as quiet as chickens at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the dormitory door was pushed open, and a beam of light shone in and swept up and down.

Dorm teacher: "Where is the classmate in this bed?"

Qiao Fan raised his hand, "This is teacher."

Yu Jingyu took the initiative and said: "I'm sorry, teacher, the quilt is too thin, it's a bit cold, and it can be warmer if you cover it together."

After listening to the explanation, the dormitory teacher didn't embarrass them. He ticked off the notebook and went to the next dormitory.

The next day, Yu Jingyu took Qiao Fan's temperature, and it was 38.1 degrees, a little higher than yesterday.

Today's weather temperature dropped by another five degrees compared to yesterday, Qiao Fan couldn't get up in bed.

Yu Jingyu looked for clothes for him to wear, and found a box, Yu Jingyu paused, looked at the box, remembered Qiao Fan's repeated confirmation like a little bee a few months ago that it was hidden, and couldn't help being happy.

Yu Jingyu secretly opened it and took a look, then put it back and hid it.

Qiao Fan hid under the quilt to get dressed, and suddenly a set of pink scarves and gloves was thrown over the bed, and Qiao Fan immediately grabbed it and hid it.

Yu Jingyu looked at him.

Qiao Fan: "I don't wear this."

Yu Jingyu: "Then why did you buy it?"

Qiao Fan said confidently, "Look!"

Yu Jingyu asked: "Aren't your hands cold?"

Qiao Fan giggled.

Qiao Fan's clothes were all low-necked. Yu Jingyu glanced at his exposed neck, took a white turtleneck sweater from his closet and threw it to him, "Wear mine."

Qiao Fan took it over and saw that the style was exactly the same as that worn by Yu Jingyu.

Qiao Fan showed a smirk, not afraid of the cold anymore, after putting it on quickly, he couldn't wait to run to the mirror to see the effect:

Well, there is no Han Fan who is as self-cultivating as Jing Yu. Instead, he has long sleeves and long skirts, making him look weak and weak.

Yu Jingyu didn't like Qiao Fan's appearance before, and felt that a man like this was very boring, but now that he saw him, he wanted to hug him into his arms and rub him.

He wrapped it tightly, took out the gloves Qiao Fan hid under the quilt, and asked, "Do you mind if I wear them?"

Of course Qiao Fan didn't mind!The gloves are very elastic, and Yu Jingyu is a little tight when wearing them, but because of the fur, you can't tell, and these are fingerless gloves, which will not delay writing.

Yu Jingyu thought it was fun, and opened his five fingers from time to time and put them back together, which made the female classmates scream "so cute!"

Some people came to ask him where he bought it, and asked day students to buy it for them.

Zhao Minglei was amazed.

During the break between classes, Qiao Fan turned around and looked at Yu Jingyu's hand, and suddenly stretched out his index finger to hook his.

Yu Jingyu paused at the tip of his pen and looked up at him.

Qiao Fan's face became hot when he saw him, and his eyes turned to Yu Jingyu's tablemate, who was staring at his and Yu Jingyu's fingers hooked together with an expression that could not be expressed in words.

Qiao Fan: "..."

Qiao Fan: "..." What should I do if I'm so embarrassed? !

"Like it?" Yu Jingyu said with a smile, "here."

After speaking, he took off the glove and put it on Qiao Fan's hand, and asked him, "Can I just give you one?"

Qiao Fan: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ! ! !

·

Qiao Fan's cold and fever came and went quickly, and he slept on Yu Jingyu's bed all the time, until the air conditioner was turned on at the end of November, and the two slept in separate beds.

That night, Qiao Fan deliberately pretended to be in a daze and lay down on Yu Jingyu's bed, but was caught by the dormitory teacher who returned to his carbine.

Qiao Fan blushed, "I, I was sleepy, I thought it was my bed."

Yu Jingyu turned his face away and snickered.

Qiao Fan pinched him, and Yu Jingyu immediately corrected his attitude, "Yes, teacher, he slept with me last night, but today he just fell asleep and didn't react."

The dormitory teacher also remembered that he didn't care how many students were with him, so he waved his hand, "Okay, you guys go to sleep."

After the dormitory teacher left, Yu Jingyu caught Qiao Fan who was about to leave, and put his lips against his ear, "The teacher agrees that you slept with me, so why don't you go?"

Qiao Fan was numb all over, he looked up at Zhao Minglei and Yang Qian who were looking around with their heads poked, and he refused heartily!

·

The study in the third year of senior high school is very stressful. There are endless questions and exams every day.

The mid-term exam has just passed, and some students did not perform well in the exam, so they chose to stay in school to review instead of going home during the holidays.

One day, as soon as the bell rang when he got up, Zhao Minglei suddenly sat up and yelled, "I can do it! I can do it! I can do it!! The third year of high school hits the duck!!!"

Then he ran down like a gust of wind and woke up everyone in the dormitory, and ran to make trouble in other dormitories.

The next day, except for Yu Jingyu, the three people in the 205 dormitory were sleeping soundly, and Lai Qiang rushed in with someone shouting the slogan "Senior year rushes to the duck".

After a while of flying around, a group of teenagers finally went to the cafeteria to eat "in high spirits".

As soon as the evening self-study in the second quarter started, a strong wind started to blow outside and it began to rain heavily.

Suddenly, several bolts of lightning struck vertically and horizontally, and there were several loud bangs, illuminating the entire sky.

The students were startled, and then another thick thunderbolt struck. The lights in the classroom flickered and plunged into darkness. The storm was still beating on the glass windows.

Students: "Wow!"

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, there's a power outage." The teacher took out his mobile phone to illuminate, "Quick, the students by the window closed the windows tightly! I'll go and check the situation, don't run around, and be quiet!"

As soon as the teacher left, the mobile phone under the table was pulled out, and patches of light and shadow shone on the nearby students. At first glance, there were many ghostly shadows, and many students screamed in fright.

Some people from the next class ran to the corridor, and some people went to the door of their class to find friends. The hearts of the second class immediately became wild, and many people ran out to cheer with them.

Qiao Fan asked Qiao Fan to go with him at the same table, Qiao Fan shook his head, "No, what's so cool about it?"

Yu Jingyu's tablemate also asked Yu Jingyu, but Yu Jingyu also refused, "I also feel strangely cold."

The deskmate: "Tsk tsk, you two have physiques that need to be practiced, so you can't read by rote."

After the people left, Qiao Fan rubbed his hands and said to Yu Jingyu, "Do you think the weather is getting worse? Why is the cold wind still blowing into my arms when I'm wrapped up tightly?"

Hearing this, Yu Jingyu sat down at the same table as him, patted his seat, and then stretched out his hand, "Come on, it won't be cold to give your boyfriend a hug."

Qiao Fan looked at him, then stretched out his head to look at the students around him, and when he saw no one was paying attention, he rushed towards them!

Yu Jingyu caught the person steadily, and pulled the curtain over himself and Qiao Fan.

A light shone over, shook it and moved away.

Qiao Fan's heart was beating so hard that he couldn't help but rubbed against Yu Jingyu.

Yu Jingyu asked him to sit on the chair, and let him take off his shoes and stuff his hands and feet into his stomach.

Yu Jingyu: "Have you warmed up, boyfriend?"

Qiao Fan was a little awkward, but nodded honestly.

He gently scratched Yu Jingyu's belly with his fingertips, and Yu Jingyu held the back of his head and kissed him lightly.

The thunder roared outside the window, the rain pattered, and the girl in the front row sang softly, "I like you with big eyes, curious about everything, holding an apple every day to think about the law, so cute that you even forget to eat... ..."

Qiao Fan hummed along: "When I secretly look at you, when I secretly think about you, thinking about some profound questions..."

Yu Jingyu sang softly: "Is our love a game arranged by Cupid, or the old man under the moon, he can't tell the difference......[Note 1]"

Half an hour later, there was still no call from the school. Taking advantage of the rain, the teacher came in to inform them that the line was still being repaired, and asked them to go directly to the dormitory to rest.

After returning to the dormitory and dawdling for a while, Yu Jingyu took Qiao Fan to the bathroom.

It's cold in winter, and there are fewer people taking a bath, and now that it's pitch black, there are even fewer people.

Yu Jingyu turned on the flashlight on his phone, and walked with Qiao Fan to the last two shower rooms. The boys took a shower very quickly, and they all left after a while.

Hearing the sound of dripping water, Qiao Fan remembered the corner of the wall he heard a few months ago, and was about to look at Yu Jingyu next door, but bumped into a piece of chest——

"what!"

Yu Jingyu reached out to catch him, "It's me."

Qiao Fan was still in shock, "I was scared to death!"

Yu Jingyu leaned forward and squeezed into the shower room with him, "Why don't you wear that?"

The small light bulb on Qiao Fan's head blinked, "You peeked at the box in my closet?!"

"What's peeking?" Yu Jingyu moved his eyes down: "I'm looking at it openly."

Qiao Fan turned his back and continued to take a bath, muttering, "What's so interesting, there were ditches before!"

There is a bit of showing off in the tone.

Yu Jingyu: "There are now."

"Where is it?" Qiao Fan was puzzled, looking down at his flat chest.

Yu Jingyu hugged him from behind, and touched him dishonestly with both hands, his voice made the spine tingle, "This..."

Qiao Fan:! ! !

The author has something to say: Ahhhhhh!

[Note 1] From Wang Sulong's "Gravity"

Thanks to the reader "Saijo Gaoren", irrigated 5 bottles of nutrient solution, okay ＾3＾