Xueba is cold and lustful

Yi Sheng didn't care, and wanted to raise his hand to hook Zhou Jiacuo's shoulder again, but the other party turned around neatly, and then walked away.

A gloomy emotion flashed in his eyes, and Yi Sheng's long fingers hanging down his legs could not help but clenched into fists. A pair of evil and passionate eyes stared at Zhou Giacuo's figure who was walking farther and farther away. Can't help but growl angrily at his back,

"Zhou Jiacuo, what are you? You think you are the only fucking man in the world. Do I, Yi Sheng, want anything!"

The tall and thin figure was unmoved, and after turning the corner, Zhou Jiacuo's figure could no longer be seen.

With nowhere to vent the pent-up anger, Yi Sheng finally couldn't help but slammed his fist on the wall. After cursing the idiot in a low voice, he raised his long legs and chased after him.

The bookstore that Chi Xingle wanted to buy the tutorial books was next to the bakery where Song Shinan worked, so after buying the tutorial books, Chi Xingle thought of going to find him to ask about the photos.

Because Song Shinan was afraid that seeing the two of them appearing together would make him go crazy, Chi Xingle asked Su Jishi to wait at the door, and went in by himself.

There happened to be a mother and daughter buying cakes in the cake shop. The little girl was only three or four years old. She wore two braids, had a round face and black eyes, and looked very cute. Song Shinan was squatting next to her, asking her in a low voice. Which cake would you like in a glass case.

The little girl tapped the glass cabinet with her chubby fingers, rolled her black eyes, and after some choices, she pointed to the mango cream mousse cake in the middle and placed an order, "Brother, I want this."

Song Shinan brought the tongs, opened the glass cabinet, took out the cake, put it in a bag and handed it over. The little girl reached out to take it, then smiled sweetly and thanked him, "Thank you brother."

As if he didn't expect to get such an innocent and friendly smile by accident while doing his own job, Song Shinan froze for a moment, then raised his hand and waved to the little girl, and when he foolishly smiled , as soon as he turned his head, he saw Chi Xingle who was standing by the door for an unknown amount of time.

With a slight lift of her white and slender fingers, Chi Xingle pointed at the cake in the glass cabinet that was exactly the same as the cake that the little girl bought just now, and said, "I want to buy one too."

The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and Song Shinan said coldly, "Not for sale."

Before Chi Xingle could speak, the clerk in charge of the cash register raised his voice to remind, "Xiao Song, don't be rude to the customers, get the cake quickly."

Song Shinan gave Chi Xingle a hard look, then took a tong and put a cake out, put it at the cash register, and then turned to the other corner to do other things.

After Chi Xingle scanned the QR code and paid for the money, he didn't rush to take it away. After talking to the clerk, he walked to Song Shinan's side, "Let's talk about it."

Song Shinan held a clip in his hand and was cleaning it up. Hearing his voice, he gritted his teeth, then raised his head and looked at him viciously, "Chi Xingle, if you don't want me to stab you to death with this clip, get out of here."

Chi Xingle ignored his bad words, "Did Bai Wenjin send you the photo of me and Su Ji last time?"

There was a slight pause in the action of tidying the bread, Song Shinan didn't speak, Chi Xingle had roughly guessed something from his reaction, seeing half of the tattoos on his arm washed off, his clear eyelashes moved slightly, and finally gently He said, "Song Shinan, believe it or not, I really did not do what happened back then."

His back froze slightly for a moment, Song Shinan raised his hand and took a few bags from the high pile of bread, lowered his head and pretended he didn't hear anything, and continued to tidy up. Raising his head and turning around, he only had time to see the back of Chi Xingle pushing open the glass door and walking out.

When he walked out of the shop carrying the cake, Chi Xingle saw the slender figure standing under the eaves at a glance.

The sun was falling down the eaves, and the fine rays of light formed a shallow arc under his feet. Su Jishi's back was straight, and his handsome and indifferent features highlighted a sharp beauty in the shadows. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he Turning back slowly, a pair of black and blue eyes revealed a dark blue luster in the light and shadow, and his figure was quietly reflected in them.

Chi Xingle's heart warmed when he was looked at by Su Jishi's focused and calm eyes, the depression he felt when he faced Song Shinan just now was gone, he walked over slowly and put his head on his shoulder and rubbed it Twice.

Reaching out to take the cake bag in Chi Xingle's hand, Su Jishi lightly touched his head with his slender fingers like a little milk cat just looking for comfort, slowing down. He asked him with a voice, "Did you ask anything?"

"Basically, it must have been done by that bastard Bai Wenjin." Chi Xingle stood up straight after rubbing against him a few times, then raised his chin at him, "I bought the cake for you, it's my favorite."

A slight smile appeared on the thin lips, and Su Jishi slowly repeated his words, "Bought for me, what is your favorite?"

Ordinary people choose things according to their tastes when they give others something. Only this silly kitten in his family can be so stupid and directly give away the things he likes to eat.

Hearing the meaning behind his words, Chi Xingle frowned slightly, "Then I'll eat it myself."

He spread his white and slender fingers towards Su Jishi, motioning for him to hang up the cake bag.

The smiles in his eyes gradually surfaced, and Su Jishi didn't dare to continue to tease him, so he quickly said something to divert his attention, "My mother put a suitcase in my room that day, and it was full of things for me. What do you want to do with your gift?"

As soon as Wen Tingyun was mentioned, Chi Xingle remembered what happened last night again, and his ears were slightly red. Recently, he really didn't have the courage to go to Su's house again. He frowned and thought for a while, and said: " Why don't you put it away, anyway, I don't have a place to put it now."

Now he moved from the Chi family to the dormitory, which was originally a temporary residence, and once the college entrance examination is over, the dormitory can no longer be used for people. It is really not suitable for putting too many things, otherwise it will be very difficult to clean up when the time comes.

The meaning of keeping it is that I will go home with him again. Thinking of this, Su Jishi thinks that Chi Xingle's idea is very good, "Well, let me tell my mother, and I will take it after a while."

After making such a happy decision, the two went back to school.

Because there are a lot of questions to be written recently, Chi Xingle took a test paper to read after taking a shower before wiping his hair. Just after writing two questions, the phone on the table lit up.

When Su Jishi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Chi Xingle picked up his phone and glanced at it, then threw it on the bed, put down the paper and leaned his back against the chair, and was dazed, his brows and eyes drooping in an unhappy look, So he walked over, picked up the towel on his shoulders and gently dried the water droplets on his hair while asking:

"what happened?"

The clear and clear long eyelashes slightly drew a shallow shadow on the fair face, Chi Xingle tilted his head to cooperate with his movements, and suddenly sighed softly, "Chi Mumu sent me a WeChat message, saying that Chi Yan'an I'm sick and hospitalized."

"Did he say he wanted to see you?"

"Not really, it was Chi Mumu who asked me to go and see him."

In fact, Chi Xingle doesn't have much feeling for Chi Yan'an anymore. It's not possible to say hate, and it's impossible to say love. He just feels that if something is broken, it is broken. He has the same relationship with Chi Yanan.

If it was Chi Yan'an who asked him to visit him, then Chi Xingle could completely refuse, but the problem is that this request was made by Chi Mumu, which more or less made Chi Xingle feel a little embarrassed.

As if seeing Chi Xingle's thoughts, Su Jishi leaned down slightly, stretched out his slender arms to hug his thin back, and gently touched the back of his white and slightly cool neck with his warm fingertips. Sweeping it up and down, said in a soft voice: "If you feel embarrassed, don't think about it, just pretend you don't see it."

His chin lightly rested on Su Jishi's neck, Chi Xingle didn't speak, and after lying quietly for a while, he regained his energy a little, and said to himself, "Forget it, I'll do two more A question, if you are tired and sleepy, you won’t think so much, don’t stop me, I must finish three sets of papers tonight.”

Su Jishi was still thinking about whether to say something to ease his mood, but Chi Xingle had already comforted himself, and he did what he said, and after getting off him, he picked up the paper that he had just put down and buried himself in writing. It's rare for a kitten to study so seriously, so he naturally wouldn't object, so Su Jishi pulled up a chair and sat behind Chi Xingle, and gently dried his hair before doing his own thing.

Because he had told Zhou Jiacuo that he would bring a copy of the counseling materials for him, Chi Xingle took advantage of his lunch break to go there himself, and asked You Yiqi about those resources by the way.

You Yiqi was sitting by the window playing online games with others, when suddenly a shadow fell, he raised his head and saw that it was Brother Jia Le coming, he quickly quit the game, and shouted, "Brother Le, you coming!"

"Well," Chi Xingle nodded, leaning against the window and glanced down at the game interface on You Yiqi's phone screen, and found that it seemed to be the game that the network manager said to give away weapons when the Internet cafe filled in the member information to draw a lottery. , Thinking of the text message he received two days ago, he casually said,

"I won a weapon in this game two days ago. Send me your account number, and I will transfer it to you later."

"Really?" There was ecstatic light in his eyes, and You Yiqi jumped up immediately, "Is it that Tuo Shen? I heard that it is only available in the official lottery, and you can't even buy it."

Chi Xingle remembered that it was called this name, "This is it."