Alternative Rival

Zhao Qingge lowered his head to look at his red forearm, with a trace of bewilderment in his eyes, and immediately grasped Bo Jue's wrist involuntarily, and dragged her forward, in exchange for Bo Jue struggling hard.

"open!"

"Come with me!"

"The devil is following you, I tell you to let go! Let go! Do you hear that?!" Her palms were like iron clamps, and Bo Jue couldn't break free no matter what, trembling with anger, "Yes, I lost, But it doesn't mean I'm your puppet! I can be manipulated by you!"

Zhao Qingge didn't use mind control, and dragged her away with brute force. Bo Jue was holding the suitcase with one hand, and the two of them stalemate downstairs in the dormitory, which attracted the attention of the young people in the past.

"What are they two doing?"

"Is it a fight?"

"It's not like, the chattering seems to be in a relationship?"

"What kind of relationship are you talking about? It's our school's famous combination of needle-pointed wheat awns. They often fight. In my opinion, these two people are confronting each other. They will be ready to perform their skills after a while. Everyone, stay away."

"Stay away, stay away."

The murmurs of whispering came to his ears, and Bo Jue temporarily gave up struggling and said, "Don't you think it's embarrassing for so many people to watch?"

Zhao Qingge pulled his hand forward and directly brought him into his arms.

There was a gasp sound all around.

"Didn't you say confrontation, senior? Why did you hug each other when you were facing each other? I said I was in a relationship. My love radar has always been very accurate. Even young couples with a radius of a hundred miles can't hide it from my eyes."

"No, look in her eyes," a student exclaimed, "—that's an adult! She's still a subcontractor!"

Just as she obeyed her words, Zhao Qingge slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the people around him. There seemed to be a weight in her eyes, and everyone who was swept by her eyes couldn't help being slightly stunned, and then all of them shut up in surprise. .

Only then did Zhao Qingge turn around and say to Bo Jue who was being pressed in her arms, "Who do you think is more embarrassing now?"

Bo Jue: "..." If she doesn't leave, she will probably be on the headlines tomorrow.

The two left together under the gaze of a group of young and upright. The school forum exploded on the spot in the next moment, and the popularity continued to rise. Four years ago, there was an old post called "Bi Kong Shuangsha: Three Years of Love and Killing" The grave was dug because a stratum master had boldly predicted: According to this situation, it is not impossible for these two people to form a bond in the future. "The former rival in love has become a lover today, and the dormitory is openly showing affection, with pictures and the truth." The new post instantly attracted many people who eat melons. Since they woke up, they have picked up on the conflicts, big and small, how many fights they have had over the years, and how many fights they have had. The rumored girlfriend Lin Jian was also dragged out, and the number of people who broke the news was beyond imagination. In short, all the entanglements of so many years have been disclosed in detail, which is amazing.

The consequence was that although Bo Jue succumbed to Zhao Qingge's early departure, she still made headlines the next day, but what happened to her the next day made her have no time to pay attention to it, and she couldn't go out because she was grounded.

It happened that night.

That evening, after Bo Jue and Zhao Qingge went back to pack their luggage, Zhao Qingge suggested that they go to the supermarket to buy food for her. Bo Jue would rather die than submit. Anyway, at home, at most, she would be controlled. If she is controlled, she will die. The boiling water is scalding, and she will take the initiative to provoke her when she is in a hurry.Zhao Qingge looked at her for a while, then nodded and said "It's fine not to go", he let her go as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and only told her to pack her luggage well, and she went to the supermarket to buy things.

Although Bo Jue later thought that she was also afraid of causing conflicts outside and attracting attention, she finally managed to steal a little free time.

She opened the suitcase and saw the neatly folded clothes, she couldn't bear to destroy them, and soon she realized that if she didn't arrange them well, she might be "educated" again.She opened the cabinet door of Zhao Qingge's dormitory, and saw that half of the space was left inside. She dragged the suitcase over from the floor, and half an hour later, the originally spacious wardrobe was fully packed.Bo Jue was a little embarrassed, but when she thought that Zhao Qingge treated her so badly, she immediately felt relieved. She only hated that she didn't buy enough clothes to fill up the house.

She looked at the time on her wrist, it was six o'clock in the afternoon, thinking that it was time to eat, but if Zhao Qingge never came back, she would never want to eat alone, so she had to take her clothes and go to the bathroom to take a bath, dawdling for half an hour, when she came out, the desk There was a packed lunch box on the bed, and two bulging plastic bags lying on the sofa—twice as big as the ones sent by the teacher of the student office.

While wiping the drops of water from her hair, Bo Jue cursed: Did she bring all the supermarkets back?

When Zhao Qingge heard the door opening, he turned a page of the book without moving: "Come and eat."

Bo Jue was quite flattered, and with a twinge in her heart, she couldn't help provocatively saying: "Didn't you forbid me to pick up other people's things? The food is also made by the chef in the cafeteria, why don't you make it for me yourself?"

Zhao Qingge: "...the dormitory is not equipped with a kitchen."

Bo Jue said, "You can buy that kind of simple multifunctional cooking pot."

"I can do it, but your body's nutrition can't keep up." She pointedly scanned Bo Jue's body with her eyes, "The development will...not be good."

Bo Jue was wearing a tulle nightgown, which was see-through at first, and the steam from the shower was all over her body. She looked at her like this, and felt as if she was not wearing any clothes. She took two quick steps and walked out of the closet He turned over a denim jacket and put it on, and sat next to Zhao Qingge who was leaning on the recliner by the window.

She had just taken two bites, and felt that the other party's gaze had been on her, and suddenly felt like a thorn on her back and a thorn in her throat.

Zhao Qingge persuaded earnestly and kindly: "Eat more, you don't have much meat on your body, it feels painful to the touch."

Bo Jue: "..." Who asked you to touch it? !

But Zhao Qingge's words reminded her of the way they had always been in this mutually damaging way of getting along before the bond was formed, and she felt relaxed for a moment that she hadn't seen for a long time.Before she finished eating, Zhao Qingge also got up to take a shower, but before she left, she took a deep look at Bo Jue, which made Bo Jue very melancholy.

It's not quite dark yet...

Her waist is really uncomfortable...

While eating, she thought about how to procrastinate, and inadvertently saw that the mailbox on the terminal was so full that it almost couldn't hold it, so she hurriedly opened it one by one to check. The news of their bond was caused by a vicious incident, so the school has been tight-lipped. It was not made public, but the fact that they had just appeared outside was posted on the forum, and people who knew Bo Jue sent messages to express their condolences, and some of them were purely out of gossip, trying to find out what she said.

Bo Jue deleted the information of those irrelevant people in batches, and kept other people who really cared about her, and edited the information to send out in groups, basically saying that the ins and outs of the matter are very complicated. Now that this is the case, please rest assured that she is fine now.

After the delivery, he concentrated on grilling the rice, rinsed his mouth and washed his face after eating, and the next body self-reaction was to walk towards the soft big bed. When he was still fifty centimeters away from the big bed, an alarm sounded in Bo Jue's mind. rang, and immediately changed direction to go to the desk.

She can't be a sheep sent into the tiger's mouth, even if she wants to be sent in, she can delay it for a moment.

When Zhao Qingge came out, he saw a nondescript lady in a tulle skirt and a denim jacket sitting in front of the table, with a thick ancient tome spread out in front of her. determination.

"Do you understand?" Zhao Qingge expressed doubts.

Bo Jue pretended to be calm: "I can understand it, isn't it just talking about the evolution of plant species?"

Zhao Qingge nodded: "What else?"

Bo Jue said, "Also, I'm watching it right now, don't disturb me tonight, I want to study hard."

Zhao Qingge lay flat on the reclining chair with his clothes closed, his long hair hanging down, swaying in mid-air as the reclining chair swayed, as if a faint fragrance had penetrated into Bo Jue's nose.

Zhao Qingge closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but secretly released his consciousness, those lights that seemed to have eyes watched her directly above Bo Jue.

She "sees" that Bo Jue is trying to support her eyes and shakes her head so that she does not fall asleep facing the big book, and "sees" that she turns her eyes to herself every while, and looks at her with her chin propped up. It made Zhao Qingge feel a sense of satisfaction spontaneously. She likes her Qi Zi to watch her, and she likes it very much.

No matter how good a beauty is, she couldn't resist the drowsiness, Bo Jue fell asleep, her face was pillowed on the book, and the saliva from the corner of her mouth was wet with the coloring pages of ancient books collected by Zhao Qingge.

One thing Zhao Qingge said was right, most of Bo Jue's body had no flesh, it was easy to hug her, and she was a dead sleeper, she only hummed unconsciously when she moved from the table to the bed, without opening her eyes.

It's not that Bo Jue is not vigilant, but that she subconsciously trusts people she can trust when she is asleep. Of course, Zhao Qingge will never know this.

Bo Jue didn't eat any of the things on the sofa, and she didn't even open the bag. She glanced at the sleeping Bo Jue, and went to pick out a few things she thought he might like to eat - such as puffed food, candy, There is also a pineapple with a bright color. She searched for a long time in the supermarket but couldn't find the same one as the one she threw away today. The shopping guide kept saying that this was shipped by Interstellar vacuum express, and it was much tastier than green pears, so she bought it. back.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the night of the second disorder period represents depression. As soon as Bo Jue showed a painful expression, a pair of slender but powerful arms stretched out and pulled her into his arms, with his forehead pressed against the throbbing blood vessels in the opponent's neck Immediately afterwards, Bo Jue spontaneously wrapped her hands and feet around her.

Her body was a little cold, Zhao Qingge pulled the quilt up and pressed it on her shoulders.

Originally, Bo Jue fell asleep, and Zhao Qingge planned to let her go tonight, so that she could leave her own smell in her arms, and she didn't have to do anything.But Bo Jue didn't know what was going on, so she rubbed her hands and feet dishonestly. The thin nightgown could prevent her from touching and rubbing with both hands, and soon both of them were naked.

It wasn't until the time of the real union that Bo Jue calmed down, and opened her eyes mistyly, as if she had just regained her senses, and she could clearly feel the existence of foreign objects in her body. She raised her head in despair to meet Zhao Qingge's lustful eyes.

"Wait." She pushed Zhao Qingge's shoulder with her left hand.

Zhao Qingge clasped his fingers on her wrist, untied the terminal, and glanced at it just before throwing it on the bedside table.

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Zhao Qingge's face that had just softened turned cold in an instant, and he threw Bo Jue's terminal far away and threw it on the sofa.

"You will stay in the dormitory tomorrow, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."