"oh oh."

Qi Yuan stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to the clothes, and tugged lightly.

?Can't move?

It was cold with bare shoulders, and he felt at a loss when standing on the ground with both feet. Qi Yuan shrank his shoulders and asked in a low voice: "At the same table, let go?"

"Let me change clothes first?"

"Yeah." Xie Chen still tilted his face, his voice was hoarse, "You can change it."

Qi Yuan is always left with a handsome profile.

This situation is not very common.Qi Yuan felt like being scratched by a cat's paw, itching so badly.I really want to know what happened to Xie Chen?

For this reason, Qi Yuan didn't even care about his clothes.

Turned around Xie Chen for half a circle, and turned his head to look up.

Xie Chen's eyebrows twitched violently.

From his point of view.

Qi Yuan raised his head with a completely trusting look on his face, with a hint of innocence in his daze, and his beautiful and smooth shoulders and neck, wrapped in a bath towel, were plump and raised, and his legs were long and straight.

"Go, get dressed." Xie Chen frowned fiercely.

His face was calm, nothing special.

Qi Yuan was immediately discouraged, he thought he could see another side of Xie Chen.Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he found that Xie Chen was no different from usual.

On the contrary, only hanging the bath towel, it is embarrassing to stand for a long time.

Qi Yuan put away his curiosity, and honestly went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Xie Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn around.

Qi Yuan poked his head out from the door of the bathroom, and said with a little shame: "At the same table, you forgot to help me get my underwear."

"I want to hang it on the balcony, it seems to have a pattern, the gray one."

The light blue veins on Xie Chen's neck bulged, and the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty surged again.

Xie Chen pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "I'll look for it."

Qi Yuan's cheerful voice sounded: "Thank you!"

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After Qi Yuan changed his clothes and came out, Xie Chen was already sitting at the desk practicing calligraphy.

The weather has been hot recently, and he can't get angry at all. Gradually, Xie Chen learned to calm down the restlessness in his heart by practicing calligraphy.

Qi Yuan simply washed his hair when he took a shower.

The soft short black hair was dripping with small drops of water, Qi Yuan rubbed his hair as he passed by, and glanced at Xie Chen's words with his head.

Can't help admiring.

"Your handwriting at the same table is really beautiful, your handwriting is like a person!"

Xiang Qiyuan and the others are taught by calligraphy teachers. With Xie Chen's conditions, of course there will be no calligraphy teachers.

Just by copying the copybooks, Xie Chen's iron calligraphy and silver hooks are self-contained, very beautiful.

As Qi Yuan approached, thinking of the scene he saw just now, Xie Chen only felt that a certain place was ready to move again.But the culprit didn't realize it at all, and praised Xie Chen's words.

Xie Chen put down his pen, pushed away the obstructing chair, and stood up.

Knuckles rolled up their sleeves.

Qi Yuan:?

"I'll dry your hair for you." Xie Chen lowered his head and said in a tone that could not be refused.

Qi Yuan hesitated: "This is not good?"

"And I have a hairdryer."

"The hair dryer hurts your hair." While speaking, Xie Chen had moved a chair, patted the stool, and signaled Qi Yuan to sit down.

He took out a white towel and rubbed it carefully.

Xie Chen took care of every strand of hair meticulously and properly from the root to the end of the hair. During this process, Xie Chen gained peace. He stared at Qi Yuan's jade-like earlobes and rubbed them slowly.

Qi Yuan only felt that the place where Xie Chen brushed, the part close to the scalp, was pressed lightly and not hard, bringing a numbing and soft feeling, and he was so comfortable that he fell asleep.

So comfortable.

The atmosphere is too relaxed and comfortable.

Qi Yuan was already on the verge of falling asleep, and suddenly remembered the way Xie Chen kept his face away and didn't look at anyone.

The fading curiosity resurfaced.

Xie Chen didn't dare to compare the person with his usual calm appearance, the contrast was inexplicably cute.

Think about it in light of the situation at the time.

Xie Chen wouldn't be——

Qi Yuan turned over, suddenly became more courageous, and moved up, getting closer and closer to Xie Chen's face.

Xie Chen didn't know when the action of brushing his hair stopped, and he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at and thinking about Qi Yuan's approaching move.

Qi Yuan stared at Xie Chen's eyes, not wanting to ignore every inch of expression change on Xie Chen's face.

According to his own guess, he boldly said: "At the same table, were you shy before?"

The more I think about it, the more likely it is.

Otherwise, I wouldn't move my face away, close my eyes or something.

Xie Shen's breathing was stagnant.

I thought Qi Yuan would say something...

Qi Yuan's eyes were shining, and he seemed to be really curious about this question.

Xie Chen moved his fingertips slightly, tracing Qi Yuan's eyelids, eyes, and tall nose, and finally stopped on the other's opening and closing mouth.

The place he swept was trembling.

Xie Chen approached, buckled Qi Yuan on the stool with one hand, and bent down.

A hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"You feel?"

"Am I shy, or something—"

Qi Yuan and Xie Chen looked at each other silently.

Qi Yuan's rapid heartbeat revealed his restlessness.

"Dong dong dong—" there was a knock on the door.

Ermao's unique loud voice came from outside the door, shouting vigorously: "Qi Yuan, Qi Yuan, are you in the dormitory?"

Qi Yuan panicked for a second, and pushed Xie Chen's chest, wanting to get out of Xie Chen's confinement immediately.

Xie Chen was taken aback for a moment, and he glanced out of the door with displeasure.

"I came in without talking?"

Da Mao and Er Mao twisted the doorknob, and it opened!

Get a glimpse of the scene inside.

"Fuck!"

Da Mao Er Mao: This hug looks very much like love.

His eyes turned to the door.

Xue Jiaoyang was a step behind and walked in.

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