Look at that pair of school grass

After the game started, there were not many people scattered around the empty basketball court. At first, it was just a few girls from the class scattered here to take a look. Gradually, some classes left school early. I don’t know what they heard. One after another, people came over to watch with their schoolbags on their backs.

During the game, Su An glanced around. Most of them were girls, and there were some who held up their mobile phones and didn't know whether to take pictures or record videos. Their eyes were shining brightly, and they seemed to be more interested in playing on the court than the few of them.

Most of the girls watching the game are not really watching the game. Besides, a 3v3 with all amateurs except the sports committee will not be interesting. Su An knows exactly what these girls are going for.

Reminding myself like this, the burden of being an idol suddenly became heavy, and she was about to pack up her emotions and enter the state, when Su An suddenly heard Qi Wenxuan shout in a tone of urgent, bold and exclamation points: "Su An!"

Su An followed the sound and turned his head, a spherical object flying in front of him instantly took away all the light, followed by a pain in the bridge of the nose, Su An couldn't help but let out a short "ah", and squatted down the next second, covering his nose.

For a few seconds, he could barely feel the presence of his nose.

"Su An!" "Brother An!"

In addition to the few people on the field, the girls onlookers also let out small exclamations and commotions. While Qi Wenxuan and Shen Zhi rushed to support Su An, some girls also rushed into the field: "Are you all right, did you have a nosebleed? If you have water and paper towels, let’s use them first..."

The only ones who could be so enthusiastic and courageous were girls he knew. Su An covered her nose and wrinkled into the word "Chuan" from the pain between her brows. When she looked up, it was indeed Meng Ying.

"It's okay, it's okay, no nosebleed..." Su An let go of his hand a little bit to feel it, and after making sure that no red liquid that affected his image flowed down, he took it away with confidence, his brows still frowning, "It's okay...hey, just now Who smashed it?"

The tone of the last sentence is a bit cold, and anyone who is familiar with Su An knows that this is a bit angry and looking for trouble.

Being smashed is not the point, sports, there will always be some bumps and bumps.

But so many people watched it, and some people recorded it!

The scene just now must have been recorded and did not run away.

Su An didn't even want to raise her face.

"Yes, I did it... No, Brother An, I didn't hit you, I was passing the ball!" Shen Zhi explained to himself with a sad face, "Oh, Brother An, I didn't say you were playing ball. You What kind of god do you go..."

After finishing speaking, he murmured even softer: "And if it wasn't for Brother Xuan's voice, you wouldn't turn around and hit your face, at most the back of your head..."

Su An wanted to beat someone up, but thought it would be okay if he hit the back of his head?What about a concussion?What should I do if I am stupid?Isn't the brain of a scumbag a brain?

Qi Wenxuan glanced at Shen Zhi who was muttering, and didn't care about it. He used his body to block most of Su An who was squatting on the ground, raised his head, and said to the girls around him who were still holding mobile phones in a gentle and unrefusable tone: "Don't take pictures. ?"

"Oh, I'm sorry..." The girl hurriedly put down her phone, as if she was afraid of being asked to delete the video, she took a few steps back and ran away blushing.

"It's all gone, let's go!" Shen Zhi also waved to the crowd, and if he continued to watch like this, he was afraid that Brother An would bury his head in his stomach.

Shen Zhi was also surprised, why didn't he think that Brother An paid so much attention to his image before?I didn't see frowns even when I was injured in a fight.

The girls onlookers pushed me and pushed you, and they dispersed obediently within a few minutes.

"Do you want to go to the infirmary for treatment?" Liu Chengwei bent down on his knees to check Su An's injury, and asked with concern, "I'll take you there, I know you well, before the school doctor is off work."

Su Anxin said: Coincidentally, I am familiar with it too.

Different from these athletes, because of another sport called "fighting", Su An visited the school doctor quite a few times during the year at school, but basically they only needed band-aids, most of which were wound medicine and gauze.

He remembered the only time he went to prescribe antipyretics. The young school doctor teased him with the expression on his face when he saw Xin Dalu: "Yo, you also have a fever?"

"I also catch a cold." Su An answered him in a hoarse voice at the time, and she still didn't forget to talk about it when she had a fever, "Teacher, does this also prove that I am not a fool?"

Thinking of this, Su An pinched his nose to make sure the bridge of his nose was not broken, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, you don't need to go to the school doctor, I'm fine."

No matter what, it was impossible to play the ball after such a distraction, and seeing that the time was about the same, the sports committee took the other two boys to the equipment room to return the ball, and by the way, also returned the one that Su An and the others had borrowed.

Before leaving, Liu Chengwei did not forget to perform his duties and mobilize them: "That's right, the school sports meeting is about to come. Think about what events to sign up for. There are few boys in our class, so go for the ones that should be. Why? Glory to the class!"

At the end, he nodded to Qi Wenxuan alone: ​​"First in grade, he played well. Come back next time in physical education class? Oh, by the way, do you consider joining the school team?"

Qi Wenxuan gestured "ok" to him, and said, "It's okay to make appointments with the school team, but we don't need to talk about the school team."

This school bully also really thinks these things are troublesome.

"Okay." Liu Chengwei shrugged, patted the ball and left.

Qi Wenxuan took the water from Meng Ying, wet it with a tissue and stuck it on the bridge of Su An's red nose: "Fortunately, it's pretty straight, and it didn't collapse."

Shen Zhixin said that if his brother An's nose was broken by him, his head would be beaten from round to flat...

"Nonsense, brother, this is a real nose, and it's not a whole one. It's so easy to collapse." Su An sucked his nose. He didn't want to touch basketball again in a short time. He pressed the tissue with his hand and sighed, " It's over, it's over, just wait, the video of me being hit by a ball tonight will definitely be posted on the school board, at least half of the school will know that I was hit by a ball tomorrow morning."

"They dare!" Shen Zhi's little gangster said, "Who dares to spread the word! Boss Su, who dares to make us all fearful in this way, isn't he courting death?"

Su An glanced at him resentfully, and snorted, "Don't make me look like a bully...why, can I go along the network cable to get people out and beat them up?"

Meng Ying walked beside them, pressed her phone with her head down, and said without raising her head, "It's okay, don't worry, I'll take care of this."

When the eyes of the three boys were all on her, Meng Ying raised her head, with proud eyes, and added, "I'm the owner of the school's post bar, and I promise to provide you with friendly comments, comments, and deletions. Serve."

After three seconds of silence, Shen Zhi took a step back and cupped his fists: "I've seen the big guy, but the little one has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai."

Meng Ying gave Shen Zhi an elegant look, and lightly patted his head with the remaining half of the mineral water bottle in her hand: "What big brother, it's rude, call me sister."

After the meeting that day, Yang Lan and Song Min chatted with Teacher Zheng at the door of the classroom, waiting for their two sons to come back.

"Mr. Zheng, I will trouble you to take care of my son." Yang Lan said politely to Old Zheng, "He usually causes you a lot of trouble, so you should punish him, but you must not take advantage of him."

"No, no, student Su An is still very good." Teacher Zheng said sincerely, and Yang Lan suspected that she had misunderstood his son, "I have seen his previous grades, this semester has just started, but he has made great progress, listen With the help of classmate Qi Wenxuan, I thought there was something wrong with the tablemate arrangement, but now it seems to be quite good, Qi Wenxuan is very good, Su An is also a malleable talent..."

Speaking of this, the "plastic talent" Su Xiaoan came out from the stairs, with a wet tissue on the bridge of his nose, which at first glance seemed to be covered with gauze, and the excellent classmate Qi Wenxuan supported him from the side, Be gentle and careful, just like treating an injured person.

Teacher Zheng paused halfway through his words, and the three adults looked towards the stairs, and were silent for two seconds.

"Oh, what's wrong with Xiao An?" Song Min looked more worried than Su An's mother. When Su An approached, she pulled him over and took a closer look, "How did this happen, are you okay?"

Yang Lan didn't speak, she frowned slightly, her eyes clearly asked: "Are you fighting again?"

"It's okay, it's okay, the basketball was smashed, it's okay." Su An smiled and took off the half-dried paper towel, "They put it on me, pretending to apply ice, it's really okay."

After a pause, Su An added to prove her innocence: "Really, there was no fight. If you don't believe me, ask Wenxuan."

Qi Wenxuan nodded, and sold out his teammates mercilessly: "Shen Zhi's basketball was smashed."

Shen Zhi is not here at the moment, he was caught by his father when he walked halfway, he even packed his bag and the classroom was not let back, but it seems that Lao Zheng didn't add fuel to the fire, at least, Shen's father's mood It doesn't look any worse.

Back home that night, Yang Lan seemed to be in a good mood. Su An didn't ask, but knowing that her mother must have heard a lot of good things from Lao Zheng, she decided to listen more carefully to Lao Zheng's class in the future.

After a simple dinner, Su An lay on the bed and opened the school post bar with half apprehension and inexplicable anticipation.

Sure enough, there was no need to look for them, the first ones that popped up were posts related to them.

[Today, the teacher of the host is rare to leave get out of class early, and he was lucky enough to watch the two big coaches play basketball. Let’s not talk nonsense, the picture above!More pictures kill traffic! 】

Su An glanced at the top of the phone, confirmed that it was connected to the wireless network, and clicked in with a finger.

The host is an honest person, there is no nonsense, his eyes are full of photos, when Su An opened it, his golden head, which could compete with the setting sun, flashed his eyes.

"hiss……"

Su An looked at her, pinched her chin with her fingers, and muttered: "This hair should be re-do..."

From the photo, you can clearly see that the hair roots are black. He doesn't like eating lotus root.

He is very self-conscious about his skills, it can be said that he played in a mess, and his team was supported by Qi Wenxuan.

But the frozen photos of both of them look good without dead ends. Su An thought that this is not because he is narcissistic, but because he is really handsome. If he were a girl, he would definitely...

Tsk, if he was a girl, would he like himself like this, or Brother Xuan like that?

Su An rubbed his chin, and carefully looked at a photo that happened to be brushed on the screen. Qi Wenxuan was raising his hand to throw a ball, his thin bangs were wet with sweat, his eyes were focused on the front, and his exposed side face was coated The warm orange light and the curvature of the bridge of the nose and chin are just right.

Really handsome.

In this photo, Su An was reduced to the background, and he was also looking at Qi Wenxuan, with his knees slightly bent, one hand clenched into a fist by his side, his eyes full of tension and anticipation.

Like a fanboy, Su An thought.

Su An slightly bent the corner of her mouth. If he was a girl, he might like Qi Wenxuan, right?

Good-looking, good-natured, tall, not to mention top in grade in academic performance, athletic ability is also good, playing basketball can be easily taken as a wallpaper.

No, in fact, no matter what you are doing, you can just take a picture and it will become your wallpaper.

"Ah..." Su An sighed.

What kind of character design is this for the hero of a romance novel!

Su An quit this post and scrolled down again. There are two or three people who posted their photos and videos this afternoon, and they have already built tall buildings.

In addition to the photos and videos in the building, of course there are comments from alumni who just idled to post on the bar just after the holiday. Some people exclaimed, some praised the owner for his good photography skills, and some expressed disdain: what is so handsome, look at that pose, you will not be able to see it Playing basketball, what are you pretending to be.

Su An was not happy. It was fine to say that he could not play basketball, but it was not natural for Qi Wenxuan to say that.

I was just about to reply a few words, and I swiped again, and there were a few fresh replies under that comment, all mocking this person sourly.

He felt relieved, Su An turned off the keyboard in satisfaction, and continued to scroll down.

There are also newcomers in the post who don't know who they don't know, so they ask: Can someone kindly tell me who these two people are, and are they famous?

A well-meaning person soon replied: New students, come here to give you a popular science, these are two big school grasses in our school, from the second grade (6) class...

Occasionally, there are other comments mixed in: No, am I the only one who thinks that boy with dark skin is also pretty handsome? You guys are so unfair.

Most of the comments under that comment were hahahahaha and other people's replies in the distressed photo, which made Su An happy too.

After Su An finished scrolling through a post, she felt like she was floating.

There were videos uploaded in a few posts, and he poked nervously to find that the scene where he was hit by a basketball was not recorded. Occasionally, he saw a comment saying that he was hit by a ball, but after refreshing it again, it was basically gone.

He smiled and poked open Meng Ying's chat box:

——The small bar is doing a good job.

Meng Ying came back within a few seconds:

——Speak well and speak well, and serve the people.

Su An didn't plan to continue chatting, but just after exiting the chat interface, Meng Ying sent another message:

—I saved a few pictures of the two of you.

——It’s so pretty, can it be used as a desktop? [star eyes]

Su An was stunned for a moment, it was the first time she met a girl asking such a question, and she didn't know how to reply for a while.

He hung his fingers on the phone keyboard, hesitating, another message jumped out:

--What are you doing?

——I found you on the post bar, and me.

It was sent by Qi Wenxuan.

Su An clicked on the message decisively, her fingers crackling:

——I just wanted to tell you, Brother Xuan, you are so handsome.

Qi Wenxuan came back immediately:

——Thank you for the compliment, you are handsome too.

The two boasted about each other's business, Su An thought for a while and typed:

——Brother Xuan, just now Mengying said that she wanted to use our photos as a desktop, and asked me if I could.

After a while, the message popped up again:

——How did you come back?

—Using "we", or using you?

Su An rubbed her nose, and the bridge of her nose still hurt a little, thinking that I don't know, so she simply sent a screenshot of the chat record with Meng Ying.

Qi Wenxuan typed shortly:

——Tell her that it's okay to use two people, but not single, especially yours.

Su An was surprised:

--why?

Qi Wenxuan replied:

——Too loud.

Su An stared at these three words, unable to understand.

The doubles are not high-profile, but the singles are high-profile?

Is there some mystery in this that a scumbag like him doesn't understand?

Su An didn't want to understand, but felt that Xueba's idea must have his reasons. After thinking about it, he replied to Meng Ying:

——Wenxuan said that it can be used for two people but not for one person, it is too high-profile.

It took a long time for Meng Ying to reply to the emoji with a string of ellipsis under a villain.

Although Su An's nose miraculously did not bleed or break, it still hurt all night, and the next day when he went to find Qi Wenxuan with his homework, he was still humming.

The bridge of the nose could not even see the red seal. Su An's realistic acting made Qi Wenxuan unable to tell whether it was real or not. He stretched out his index finger and pointed at the slight dimple on the bridge of his nose between his eyes, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts." Su An wrinkled his nose, and then smiled pitifully, "It hurts so much that I can't even do my homework, Brother Xuan, have you finished your math? I think..."

"Don't think about it." Qi Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and interrupted him, slightly bent his index finger that had just left the bridge of his nose, and flicked his fingertips on his forehead, "Old Xiao just praised you, keep up the good work."

"Brother Xuan~" Su An squeezed her throat coquettishly, shouting so that goosebumps were almost ready to move.

Immediately afterwards, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Min coming out of the kitchen while taking off her apron, stretching her neck and staring at the two of them intently, with a delicate expression.

Su An returned to normal in a second, and smiled awkwardly but politely: "Hello, Aunt Wen."

Then, with his back to Song Min, he winked at Qi Wenxuan and squeezed out a voice from his lips: "...Why didn't you tell me that Aunt Wenxuan is still at home?"

Qi Wenxuan also whispered back: "Can I say it in time?"

Then he said to his mother: "Mom, Xiao An and I entered the room to study."

Song Min nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I just cut some fruit, you can take it in and eat it, don't be too tired, study for a while and rest for a while, mom will go to the supermarket."

"Understood, Mom." Qi Wenxuan took the fruit plate from Song Min, took two toothpicks from the table and poked them in, and led Su An, who followed obediently, into the nest.

"Don't be too tired from studying..." Su An hugged the book and lay back on the bed as soon as she entered the door, "I've never heard my mother say to me, 'Don't study too tired and take a rest'..."

"Do you need her to remind you to rest?" Qi Wenxuan took out the math workbook from the top of the stack of books, and threw it on the bed to Su An, "Look at my problem-solving process before writing it yourself, and you are not allowed to copy directly."

"Brother Xie Xuan!" Su An rolled and got up on the bed, and Simmons' soft bed creaked.

"Let's write it here." Qi Wenxuan moved a chair for him beside his own, and placed the fruit plate between the two of them, "Ask me if you don't understand, I'll do Chinese for a while."

"Okay!" Su An jumped from the bed to the chair in two steps with slippers on, and shook her legs while opening the exercise book, "Brother Xuan, if you don't understand Chinese, you can ask me."

Qi Wenxuan laughed as soon as he heard it, and the watermelon seeds almost choked his intake pipe.

Homework will never be as attractive to Su Xiaoan as a finger on a mobile phone.

The cell phone next door vibrated several times in a row, Qi Wenxuan could clearly feel it, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Su An picking up the cell phone from the table and clicking on the chat interface, typing quickly with two fingers.

"Su Xiaoan." Qi Wenxuan's men didn't stop writing to answer the question, and said in a low voice threateningly, "Confiscated."

"Don't worry, I'll just reply to a message." Su An's voice was aggrieved, but the hand holding the phone didn't stop.

The phone vibrated again, and Su An continued typing.

Qi Wenxuan stopped writing and turned his head slightly.

There are still comings and goings, huh?

"Shen Zhi?" Qi Wenxuan asked.

"No." Su An was busy replying to the message, and replied casually perfunctorily. After sending a sentence, she raised her head and explained, "Meng Ying, didn't she help me delete posts and comments yesterday, and just told me that she fell asleep. When I woke up, I found that someone still sent it and cleaned it up, but it is estimated that many people have seen it.”

"Oh." Qi Wenxuan casually turned the pen with one hand, and propped his chin with the other hand, "You will see it when you see it. Believe me, you look pretty good when you are hit by a ball, and you won't lose powder."

Su An: "..."

Why does this sound weird?

"What is it that loses followers?" Su An didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you say that, you will increase your followers. A group of girls said that your video finally made you stop shooting. A exploded... But what is A? "

Qi Wenxuan looked away and started talking nonsense: "I don't know, A is the first letter of the English alphabet, maybe it means very powerful."

"It makes sense." Su An accepted the explanation without hindrance, "In short, Meng Ying invited me to her birthday party next month."

"???" Qi Wenxuan turned his head strangely, "How did this topic get passed?"

"Just... I said thank you for your hard work, and she said that if she really wants to thank her, she will come to her birthday party next month." Su An scratched her head, "I don't know, maybe it's a hint of a birthday gift? "

This implies that it's not just a birthday present... Su Xiaoan is such a fool.

Qi Wenxuan sighed helplessly in his heart, and wanted to scratch his hair, but he had a pen in his raised hand, so he had to put it down again, and with his index finger bent, he tapped the table, casually asking: "Oh, then why did you reply? "

"This...how can I go back, it's hard to refuse." Su An innocently handed him the chat record, "I said I will definitely go when I have time."

Qi Wenxuan glanced at their chat records, and the various cute emojis and emoticons added after Meng Ying's chat text hit the soul directly.

"Well, tell her I'll go too." Qi Wenxuan withdrew his eyes from Su An's phone screen and stared at the paper in front of him, "She won't mind taking an extra birthday present."

"Oh, okay." Su An didn't doubt that he was there, and sent it to Meng Ying.

Meng Ying quickly replied:

——Did you tell him too?

——Okay, then I will wait to receive your gifts, hee hee [Compare Heart]~

"She said yes, waiting to receive the gift." Su An obediently reported the situation.

Qi Wenxuan gave an indifferent "hmm", tapped the pen on the homework in front of Su An, and then stretched out his hand: "Mobile phone, hand it in."

Su An snorted, offering both hands as if making an offering.

Su An finally took advantage of the weekend to deal with his six-sixth hardware and one-sixth black hair.

Master Wang at the entrance of the village... No, Teacher Tony who dyed Su An's hair last time still remembered him, mainly because it was really difficult to remember this face.

Teacher Tony with purple hair dyed enthusiastically pushed him onto the chair and sat down in front of the mirror. He held up a handful of Su An's golden hair and looked at it with his fingertips, and asked, "What does the handsome guy want to do today?" hairstyle?"

"Well... I want to change the color." Su An said, "It doesn't look good if the roots of the hair grow black. This time, let's dye it a darker color. It doesn't violate the harmony when it grows black."

"Dark color..." Teacher Tony rested a finger on his chin, looked at Su An reflected in the mirror, and shook his head, "Little handsome guy, I think light color is suitable for you. Your skin is fair and your facial features are also very good." Yes, it stands to reason that basically any color can be held, but dark colors are too ordinary and cannot highlight your temperament."

Su An was at a loss: "Huh? But..."

What kind of temperament, the temperament of a scumbag?

"Don't you want to shine wherever you go?" Mr. Tony said persuasively, "Don't you want to be the focus of everyone?"

Su An thought to herself, am I going to make my debut in the draft?And the previous blond hair is already shining enough, it is almost becoming a light source!

"How about this, do you want to try grandma gray?" Teacher Tony took out the color card, "Many popular idols are now dyed this color, young people like it, I think you are very suitable."

"...Young boy with gray hair?" Su An asked uncertainly.

"...I don't like it, what about this one?" Teacher Tony pointed to another color, "It's pink, and it looks good if it's lighter."

Su An frowned: "...Show pink?"

Teacher Tony: "......"

In the end, Su An dyed her hair light brown and curled it by the way.

After sitting in the barbershop for an afternoon, when she looked in the mirror at the end, Su An felt that her head was like a brown teddy. Teacher Tony looked around at his masterpiece, kept praising him, and took out his mobile phone and asked, "Little Can the handsome guy take a photo, I will use it for publicity."

Su An didn't refuse, and was pulled by him to pat his head from every angle.

When she walked out of the barbershop, the lights were already on, and Su An walked slowly on the sidewalk. From time to time, there were all kinds of cars rushing by in the driveway next to her, with bright headlights on. There should be no so-called rush hour on Sunday, but the meal The traffic volume is still considerable.

Su An put her right hand in her pocket, and took out a cigarette that was stuffed in her trouser pocket at some point, and it was bent.

He can smoke, but he rarely smokes. He learned it when he was in junior high school.

I don't know how long this cigarette has been stuffed in his trouser pocket. Su An is a little disgusted, and throws it into the trash can when passing by.

The barber shop is only two streets away from the community. When Su An entered the gate of the community, he saw the guard uncle eating a boxed lunch with a small can of beer beside him, and at the same time staring intently at a spy movie on TV.

Su An was very relieved that the uncle's taste finally matched his background.

Opening the door, she could already smell the aroma of the food. Yang Lan had a rest today and was bringing the fried food out of the kitchen.

She caught a glimpse of Su An at the door, without the eye-catching blond hair, she didn't realize who it was all of a sudden, and said in a daze, "Hey, after going out for an afternoon, the golden retriever turned into a Teddy?"

Su An: "..."

A mother is always a mother.

Yang Lan put down the plate, turned around and continued to walk towards the kitchen, and said angrily: "It's okay, don't bother with your hair, look at Wenxuan, it's clean and fresh, it doesn't look like you... dyed hair The agent is poisonous, let me tell you, be careful of skin cancer, wash your hands and eat!"

"Good mother, I love your mother." Su An said a series of carefree words, habitually hearing Yang Lan's nagging from one ear to the other.

In the evening, Su An knocked on the door next door to return Qi Wenxuan's homework, and it was Qi's father who opened the door.

Papa Qi's intellectual eyes fell on Su An's brown curly hair "reformed" through the thick glasses at the bottom of the wine bottle. He said with a smile on his face: "Hi Uncle Qi, I'm here to find Wenxuan and review the materials."

"Oh, he is taking a shower, you go to his room and wait for him." Qi Zhengming let him in, explained a few words, and then sat back on his sofa, with the TV on and holding a newspaper at the same time. which one to see.

After taking a shower, Qi Wenxuan returned to his room wrapped in a towel. Qi Zhengming was obsessed with newspapers and TV, and never mentioned Su An's arrival to him, so when he opened the door, he saw a brown curly head lying on his bed, and he was a little frightened. .

The brown curly hair raised his head from the soft and elastic mattress, and rubbed his eyes sleepily: "Oh, Xuanxuan, you finished washing, you washed too slowly, I almost fell asleep... "

After seeing him for a day, he changed his hair color and hairstyle again. When Qi Wenxuan saw that face, he was sure that the person lying in his bedroom was Su An.

"you you……"

The two spoke at the same time, Qi Wenxuan stopped, Su An paused and said, "Why don't you wear clothes, aren't you cold?"

Qi Wenxuan just wrapped his lower body with a bath towel. He always did this at home. He came back to the room with the heat from the bathroom and changed his clothes. It's only October and it's not cold at all.

Moreover, he did not expect that there would be someone in the house.

Moreover, this person also...

"Oh, because you are pressing my clothes." Qi Wenxuan answered his doubts.

Well, this person lay on his bed and almost fell asleep, but by coincidence, he pressed the pajamas he was about to change into under his body, and then asked him innocently why he wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Ah? Oh..." Su An propped up his upper body from the comfortable Simmons, and took out the crumpled pajamas and handed it to Qi Wenxuan, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention, your bed is really Much more comfortable than mine."

The bed in Su An's family is a hard board bed. She has been there since she was a child. Her mother said that sleeping on a hard board bed is good for her health. Su An doesn't know if it is really good for her health. Anyway, he is quite envious of Sim Mengsi of Qi Wenxuan's family.

Qi Wenxuan took his pajamas, turned Su An's head away, and asked teasingly: "I like it so much, why don't you stay and sleep tonight?"

Su An murmured that she wasn't a girl, why didn't she let me see, and finally glanced at the faintly visible muscle lines on Qi Wenxuan's abdomen, obediently turned her head away, and laughed out loud when she heard this: "Aren't you afraid of being kicked out of bed by me? "

Qi Wenxuan didn't answer, and after getting dressed, he asked again: "You're here so late and you won't stay overnight, so what are you doing here?"

"Oh, return your homework." Su An pointed to the two exercise books he threw on the desk, "Your father said you were taking a shower, so I came in and waited. But seriously, why are you washing so slowly? If I knew it, I thought it was a fairy taking a bath..."

Qi Wenxuan ignored his provocative question at the end, and looked at him strangely: "It's just homework, why don't you just put it on my desk, as for you lying here and waiting until you fall asleep?"

"Oh, isn't this..." Su An blinked at him, and scratched her hair as if inadvertently, "I want you to see the new hairstyle, I'm afraid you won't recognize me when I go to school tomorrow morning."

When Su An said this, Qi Wenxuan bent down very cooperatively, propped one hand on the side of the bed, and lifted his chin with the other hand, carefully examining his new hairstyle.

Su An was forced to raise her head, and her gaze happened to meet those slightly pursed thin lips. Because she had just taken a shower, she was still dyed a warm crimson. Not only that, but her whole body was emitting warm air.

Su An was a little distracted.

Then, those beautiful lips said, "Your hair is too..."

"Don't say Teddy!" Su An was brought back to his senses by the pronunciation, and interrupted him sensitively. A pair of eyes slightly darker than the hair color were close at hand, staring roundly at Qi Wenxuan.

"...Pfft." Looking at each other in surprise for two seconds, Qi Wenxuan laughed out loud.

"Teddy..." Qi Wenxuan straightened up with a smile, couldn't help but grabbed the hair on top of Su An's head and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, "It feels good, but if you don't tell me, I really didn't think about it, Teddy... Poof .”

This color, this volume.

It's really similar.

The golden retriever turned into a Teddy because of Sting.

This kind of puppy is quite cute, but that is before they are endowed with another meaning because of a certain life habit of their own.

Now associating Su An with Teddy, no matter how you think about it, it's a bit... I can't bear to look directly.

Su An flat-mouthed and muttered: "You are Teddy, you..."

Looking at his appearance, Qi Wenxuan was afraid that he would toss his hair again if he couldn't think about it, so he comforted him and said: "It's okay, the hair just made will be curly, and it won't look like this after washing."

"Really?" Su An looked up at him with doubts on his face, "How do you know, you are very experienced?"

"Su Xiao'an." Qi Wenxuan touched his curly hair again with itchy hands, "My mother often curls."

……Right.

Su An reluctantly accepted this statement. If Teacher Tony hadn't repeatedly told him to wash his hair in two days, he would have gone to the bathroom to wash his hair right now.

Su An didn't go home in the middle of the night, and lay cross-legged on Qi Wenxuan's soft mattress for a while, watching him pack all the things he needed to bring to school tomorrow into his books, and tidy up the table. Finally, he turned off the ceiling light in the room, leaving only the night light on the bedside table, and looked back at Su An.

"Are you warming my bed?" Qi Wenxuan asked Su An, seeing that he hadn't moved his nest yet, "Or do you really want to stay and sleep?"

"Look around at Xueba's nightlife." Su An replied, and then added, "It's so boring, are you going to sleep now?"

"Otherwise?" Qi Wenxuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Su An with his upper body tilted, "do something that should be done before going to bed?"

The light in the room was very dark, the bedside lamp shone dimly and warmly behind Qi Wenxuan, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth seemed hazy and ambiguous.

"...Yes." Su An's dark brown eyes reflected the warm yellow light, looking at him brightly, "Do you want to be together?"

Qi Wenxuan froze for a moment.

Su An giggled, took out the phone from behind like a magic trick, and shook it at Qi Wenxuan: "A game?"

Qi Wenxuan: "...Oh."

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