I suspect you are not a good student

Set up a good person in the position, Zhou Shi went to the boss to check out together, and was about to take out his mobile phone to scan the code when he was stopped. The boss said that they don't need to pay, and they don't need to pay when they come to eat in the future.

Zhou Shiyi suspected that he was also drunk by those bottles of beer: "No need to pay?"

The boss smiled and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pointed to the screen and asked, "Is this the one who came to eat with you last time?"

It was a WeChat avatar, and Zhou Shiyi didn't even need to get close to see the conspicuous big gold chain on it.

"He said that if you eat, just ask him for the account." The boss opened the chat interface and showed him the transfer record.

Looking at the time, the elder brother helped to settle the money for the order not long after they arrived, and there was a photo of the order written by himself in the chat box—it was probably a proof of paying for it and delivering it.

Zhou Shi was stunned for a moment before remembering to open WeChat, and he saw the news of the eldest brother.

- "Go home early when you're done with your partner, don't let auntie worry"

- "I won't accept money from you (Old Smile.jpg)"

Of course, he still turned.

Whether to accept or not is his business, and whether to transfer or not is his business.

When Zhou Shiyi returned to his seat, Xie Chuhong had already mastered the essence of the coat, most of his face was buried in the collar, and he was sleeping soundly in the clothes.

The school uniforms of the two were stuffed into the bag when they approached the barbecue stall.

It was a cool night, and Zhou Shiyi himself was only wearing a thin short T, but he checked Xie Chuhong's body several times, and finally confirmed that the package was tightly carried on his shoulders, Xie Chuhong hummed and opened his eyes.

The man was drunk, and his arms fell around Zhou Shiyi's neck and were tightly wrapped around his neck.

Zhou Shiyi was almost out of breath from being strangled, and was still worried about Xie Chuhong: "Hold tight, don't fall."

He has always known that he is a bad person, and it is difficult to say no to others, but when it comes to protective desire, this is definitely the only one on his back.

Xie Chuhong was much softer than he had imagined.

Walking out of the night market from the barbecue stand, the Yanjiang Avenue is wide and straight, and you can't see the end at a glance.

The surrounding night is getting darker, but the sky above is still nostalgic for the fireworks in the world, and has been reluctant to fade the brown red dyed.

Zhou Shiyi couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen stars in the sky of the city, and he felt a little leisurely behind his back.

The last time I said that Xie Chuhong was light, it wasn't that he slapped his swollen face to pretend to be fat.

Xie Chuhong really didn't have a lot of meat on his body, his picky mouth was so picky that his bones were all left, and his chin rested on his shoulders so sharply that it was even a bit harsh.

The person on the back squinted for about seven or eight minutes. I don't know if the alcohol was blown away by the wind, or he was bored from sleeping with his eyes closed. Zhou Shiyi was walking seriously when he felt a pair of hands on his chest. At the beginning, he was dishonest, with a hoarse voice full of alcohol: "Brother, you have big breasts, do you also secretly exercise like Bai Siming..."

Zhou Shiyi was pinched by his subordinates, and he was so itchy that he almost threw him out: "When I was still in No. [-] Middle School, I would go out to exercise with my parents on weekends."

Recently, his parents are busy at the company, and he himself is always sticking together with Xie Chuhong.

Xie Chuhong took a deep breath of alcohol: "It's great, I can go out as a family..."

It sounded like pitiful words, but Zhou Shiyi just wanted to say, "Can you stop touching?"

"I didn't touch it, I just touched it." Xie Chuhong grinned slyly.

Zhou Shi laughed angrily: "Don't act like a baby."

When we first met, who would have thought that someone who wouldn't break a bottle without blinking would put his arms around your neck and whimper.

"I'm not being coquettish." Xie Chuhong said with enthusiasm, crossed his legs and leaned to Zhou Shi's side with force, and then he babbled, making his nose full of alcohol.

"Don't move around." Zhou Shiyi said helplessly.

Whether it's touching the chest or kissing the face, he now knows that Xie Chuhong is crooked, but his mood is still surprisingly calm, and he just wants this person to stay on his back for a while.

As a result, not even half a moment after Xie Chuhong was honest, Zhou Shiyi felt the arm around his neck suddenly tightened, and the person who was planted on the back of his neck raised his head again: "Someone touches my ass!"

Zhou Shiyi's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly looked back.

There was no one behind him, but Xie Chuhong was still yelling on his back.

Zhou Shiyi asked him who touched it, and he said he didn't know.

Zhou Shiyi was taken aback: "Are you still touching?"

"Ang, I'm still touching."

Xie Chuhong didn't even open his eyes when he said this, he was aggrieved, his voice was very nasal, and just as his head was about to droop again, he felt something even worse on his buttocks.

Zhou Shiyi said before he stood up, "This time it's me."

Xie Chuhong was dazed for two seconds, and An Xin fell back on Zhou Shiyi's back: "...ang."

"It's your phone." Zhou Shiyi held his knee and turned him upside down, reading the message with one hand, "Xia Wanli just called you and sent you a message."

Xie Chuhong pouted unconvinced: "Didn't you apologize after twelve o'clock? I'm a birthday star today, so I don't apologize..."

Zhou Shi laughed, thinking he was really drunk.

"When did you make an appointment with him? They took the initiative to find you."

In fact, after Xia Wanli troubled Xie Chuhong during the day, he was angry at first, but then he thought about it, if Xie Chuhong's ideal school is indeed the University of Hong Kong, then there is no use for him to be angry, and there is really no need for others to take care of his emotions.

Xia Wanli hesitated, whether to send a message to Xie Chuhong to apologize, but as long as he thought of the rare spirit he had thrown someone out of school, he couldn't hold back his face and felt useless.

How is he different from those people who surrounded Xie Chuhong during the day and only comforted them in situations where there was no pain or itching?

- "This one annoys me the most!"

As soon as Chi Che finished class, he saw someone who hadn't responded to messages for a few days bombarding him with messages, and raised his hand to reply.

- "What's so angry about this, didn't you give him milk all the time?"

- "It's very comforting"

Speaking of this, Xia Wanli became even more angry, and raised his hand to swipe the screen with a bunch of angry emoticons.

- "But he changed hands and gave Zhou Shiyi away!"

God knows how wronged he was when he sat in the back and heard Xie Chuhong's nonchalant "it's just a bottle of milk", his head buried his head and his eyes were sore.

What's wrong with the milk, he likes to drink milk very much, if someone gives him milk, he will be invincibly happy...

Chi Che typed to appease.

- "That's Xie Chuhong's problem. We give gifts, and we will definitely give you what you want most"

- "Who cares about them, just let us enjoy ourselves"

This nonsense, Xia Wanli looked at it and felt that it made some sense.

- "But I don't know what happened to Chuhong recently, he won't tell me"

- "You are quite domineering, you don't even allow everyone to have their own little secrets"

- "That's different! Because it feels like Zhou Shiyi knows everything! I'm so angry!"

Chi Che couldn't pass on Xie Chuhong's words about kissing Zhou Shiyi to this little fool, so he had to say it euphemistically.

- "You can't compare yourself with anyone, you have to compare yourself with nothing"

-"The elders in their family know each other, so they must be different from us"

Fearing that people would dig into their own horns, Chi Che followed up to add.

- "You fake fan, you also said that you like Chuhong so much that you don't even remember that today is his birthday"

- "Hurry up and get angry one last time, hurry up and say happy birthday to someone before twelve o'clock"

Xia Wanli: "!"

- "I even forgot that Chuhong is younger than me!"

Chi Che made a plan.

-"Well, in fact, he is just a kid, you are older than us, you must let us order"

-"rational"

-"Thinking about it this way, there seems to be nothing unforgivable (hee hee.jpg)"

The person who regretted losing his temper indiscriminately, Lightspeed found an excuse for himself to explain it, and agreed with it very seriously.

Xie Chuhong was still lying on Zhou Shi's shoulder, drowsy: "What did Xia Wanli send me..."

Before clicking on it, Zhou Shiyi thought that what he saw would be an apology, but unexpectedly, the screen was full of insults to himself as a "fox".

Zhou Shiyi picked and picked, and finally found two sentences to report: "He apologized to you, saying that he was not angry because you didn't give him the quota, but just angry that you didn't cherish yourself."

Xie Chuhong choked for a long time before he squeezed out an "Oh": "Then you can help me back... I don't know if it's okay to cherish, Zhou Shiyi knows."

Zhou Shiyi: "?"

Xie Chuhong: "Or tell him not to be angry, I didn't give up the spot to Zhou Shiyi."

Zhou Shiyi: "..."

Dare you know.

Zhou Shiyi chose to give up: "I finished answering for you, and said that you wanted to apologize to him, and told him not to take it to heart."

Xie Chuhong snorted, it was obvious that he did not say this.

Before Zhou Shiyi had time to be unconvinced, Xia Wanli's voice call came.

Xie Chuhong took pleasure in other people's drunken misfortune: "You are finished, in the middle of the night, I drank too much, you use my mobile phone."

Zhou Shiyi: "I've already picked up..."

Xie Chuhong: "Still touching my butt."

Zhou Shiyi: "...it is."

Sure enough, the milk dragon roared from the other end of the phone: "Zhou Shiyi, you got Chuhong drunk just to touch Chuhong's ass? Are you still human!"

Zhou Shiyi: "...?"

This is how it works?

Xie Chuhong smiled and helped someone translate: "He said you are a beast."

"Don't say a few words..." Zhou Shiyi's head grew big with his back on his back.

Xia Wan Li Que: "You bullied him and still didn't let him speak!!!"

Zhou Shiyi: "..."

I don't know if I jumped into the river next to it now, it's too late to wash it off.

·

Xie Chuhong opened his eyes the next day, feeling like his brain was about to explode.

It was even more outrageous than Bai Siming and Da Jinlianzi's time, not only chest tightness, but also waist soreness and back pain, as if drinking fake wine, he stretched out his hand to touch the side, and sure enough there was one lying down.

You don't need to look to know it's his brother, just how does it feel...wait.

Xie Chuhong carefully felt the hard bed board under him, and instantly woke up - this is not his rented house!

The curtains in this room are closed, and the light is very dark. It can only be seen that the wallpaper is pasted, and the ceiling on the top is beautifully designed. Xie Chuhong followed the complicated plaster lines on the top, and then moved his eyes to the hand The person with his back turned sideways.

Zhou Shiyi has always liked to sleep on his side, and now most of his body is exposed outside the quilt, his muscles are smooth, and there are no strands of it. A few particularly eye-catching scratches on his shoulder blades directly made Xie Chuhong lose the last trace of hangover confusion.

After being dazed for a few seconds, he carefully lifted the quilt over his chest and looked inside—a similar situation.

Xie Chuhong sat up straight from the bed, the last memory fragment in his mind was still on Zhou Shiyi answering Xia Wanli's phone with him behind his back, and he had no memory of how he slept on this bed last night.

In the chaos, Xie Chuhong was trying to clear his mind when the door of the room was pushed open from the outside.

The light came in, and the first moment he met Zhou's mother, Xie Chuhong's mind was completely blown.

The current situation is that he himself is sitting on the head of the bed with no clothes on, and Zhou Shiyi, who is also naked and "wounded", is lying beside him...

After a few seconds of silence, Qiuyun quickly closed the door and exited.

Xie Chuhong, who thought she was about to face Waterloo in life, only heard her regretful apology coming from outside the room: "Oh, I'm sorry, Chuhong, Auntie was a little sleepy, and forgot that you were there."

Thank you Chu Hongmeng.

The person who was sleeping next to him was woken up, without even opening his eyes, he started to shout at the door: "How many times have I told you not to come in without knocking!"

Xie Chuhong: "?"

Is the tone so crazy, is he crazy, or is Zhou Shiyi crazy?

In the end, the aunt still apologized at the door: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to ask you what you want for lunch..."

Zhou Shiyi had already turned over, Xie Chuhong thought that he would have to stare at him naked for a few seconds.

As a result, Zhou Shiyi said, "I can do it, Chu Hong likes to eat duck gizzards."

"Okay, then you can sleep again."

"Knock next time!"

"Understood! I'm sorry!"

Xie Chuhong, who listened quietly to the whole process, was completely taken aback.

The blackout curtains in the bedroom worked really well.

Xie Chuhong sat silently in the darkness for a long time before forcing himself to ask: "...After I got drunk yesterday, did you drink too much?"

Zhou Shiyi rubbed his eyes and looked at him: "Why did you drink too much, you don't remember us last night?"

Xie Chuhong's heart tightened, and he was very cautious: "What about us last night, you should be careful with what you say, don't be obscene."

Zhou Shiyi was amused: "You still said you don't stop filming."

Now he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he dragged the arm of the person next to the pillow in a chaotic manner, and grabbed the person and the quilt back into his arms. A low and hoarse voice rang above Xie Chuhong's head, his voice was full of exhaustion and joy. It cannot be said.

"Why do you really not remember anything about coming to my house? I was pestered by you until three or four o'clock. Why do you feel that you are not sleepy at all?"

Xie Chuhong: "?"

Does he pay tithe?

Is it the kind of "entanglement" he thought? ? ?