Your note is wrong

The campus on Saturdays was not as lively as it used to be, and the usually lively and noisy campus streets were quiet and peaceful.

In the laboratory, everyone put on protection and listened quietly to the professor's details about the second half of the process. The thesis was the most heart-wrenching giant peak.

However, there is an old master with a master's degree, and the two "wage earners" who only want to accumulate experience are relatively relaxed.

The short meeting was over, and everyone packed up the equipment and left the experiment room one by one.

Several people have never come out together so completely. Everyone chatted and greeted around the professor. Jiao Xian and Xiang Chi listened beside him. The two of them were not talkative people when socializing. Jiao Xian could still smile occasionally. I didn't find it interesting, the corners of my mouth were steady, cold and quiet.

"Xiao Xiang, your character is almost carved out of the same mold as Kong Shaolong." Seeing the indifferent Xiang Chi, the professor teased with a smile.

Kong Shaolong is the mentor that Xiang Chi will face during his internship, and he is also the person who took him to do experiments and participate in the most competitions during college, almost equal to half a personal mentor.

Being cueed suddenly, Xiang Chi came back to his senses and smiled politely: "I should be better than Professor Kong."

Kong Shaolong's character and that dead fish face are already must-sees in the whole academy. Xiang Chi has a good relationship with these two professors. Usually, these two people tease him a lot, and they are used to it.

"Well, that's true, you are prettier than him." As soon as the professor finished speaking, several other people laughed heartlessly.

Zhang Ying cheerfully made up for Professor Kong who was not there: "Professor Kong is so handsome and low-key."

"If you weren't a pro-student, you could say such things." Everyone laughed loudly following the professor's voice, and the atmosphere was joyful and relaxed.

The little fox couldn't help but chuckled, and Xiang Chi's eyes and ears became clear when he saw Jiao Xian, and he immediately pulled his finger up. Jiao Xian looked at his boyfriend's questioning eyes and knew he was asking why he was laughing. He pursed his lips and shook his head. Shake your head.

Laughing that he is so indifferent outside, but when he is on his shoulders, he is as childish as a child who has just entered the kindergarten class and needs to be fed by Mr. Fox.

The contrast was too great, it was so sweet that he wanted to laugh.

It didn't take long for the troops to part ways, and Xiang Chiti sent people into the subway station crookedly, and went to the nearby fast food restaurant to eat a lonely discounted set meal, and the matching new drink was so sour that his teeth ached.

The first noon after leaving Little Fox was not pleasant.

Jiao Xian wandered four subway stops to the old house, the door was wide open, and his parents were sitting among a large pile of boxes and bags by the door, drinking drinks.

"Huh? Come back so early? The lab is not busy?"

Jiao Cheng sipped his wife's love fruit tea, watching his son adjust his glasses.

"The meeting just ended, so there's no need to rush back tonight."

Jiao Xian glanced at the moving company employees who were still busy in the room, and stared speechlessly at his mother's gesture for him to sit down.

Just sat down here, did you just come back for a drink?

He didn't cross mountains and rivers to cross such obstacles, leaned over to take the cup handed by his mother, and inserted the straw thoughtfully.

"Try the new flavor from the milk tea shop downstairs." Bai Yu's long sleeves were half rolled up, revealing a small piece of flowery arm.

Seeing him coming back, Gouzi, who was lying on his stomach, immediately got up, jumped up and stopped at his feet, put his front legs off the ground on his stomach, and wagged his tail violently.

Jiao Xian raised his right arm in fear of spilling the drink, and skillfully picked up the dog's head with his left hand.

Calming the big dog, he took a sip of the orange water and nodded in approval: "It's delicious."

"Lunch is coming soon. You didn't eat the fried chicken and dumplings you ordered, did you?" Bai Yu grabbed a handful of snacks from the bag at hand and fed them to the dog, taking time to look at his son who was standing there.

Jiao Xian was very helpless, feeling that he just came back for a meal and a drink of water, and the combination of the meal was amazing.

"Do you have any delicacies?"

He adapted to the environment very quickly, sat down in a compromise, and blended into the atmosphere.

"I ordered, two servings."

After Xiang Chi finished writing a final paper this afternoon and memorized books for another hour, his mind was so stiff that he sat in the gym to vent his pressure.

After he was tortured under several main equipment, the sweat on his body had already soaked through his shirt, and there were two dark water stains on his chest, back and back.He pulled up the hem of his clothes and wiped his forehead. It happened that the mirror in front of him faithfully reflected his half-exposed cock. The muscles that had just been trained were bloody and swollen, shining with water and full of strength.

He lifted up his clothes and looked at them. He was very satisfied and wanted to share with others.

So he took out his mobile phone, held the hem of his clothes with one hand, turned his waist sideways, found an extremely perfect angle, and took a photo of the hormone gushing.

On the other side, Jiao Xian didn't eat two plates of dumplings for nothing. He jumped up and down in the new home all afternoon, following the rhythm of the moving staff, and listening to his mother's instructions, he hung the curtains and made the bed. He didn't even wash the toilet. Pass.

Tired and sweaty, Jiao Xian pulled out half of his sleeves from his luggage, and now he was soaked, with drops of water on his temples and forehead. He was resting tiredly on a box in his room. His phone vibrated, and he was eating popsicles while eating read the news.

"Cough." A bite of ice almost sent him away because of the photos on the phone.

Jiao Xian was already hot, and he was a little restless looking at the vigorous muscles on the screen.

Husband: Let me show you my brother's shark muscles.

The little fox clicked on the picture again, zoomed in and carefully traced those shark muscles that were so sexy that he wanted to kill him, and couldn't help but stare at the abdominal muscles again, looking down, the area covered by the pants was upturned and round, Look at the way it feels very good.

He was caught in the photo and couldn't move his eyes. It took several minutes before he clicked to save, and skillfully divided it into the built exclusive album.

Last night, he imported all the important photos from his old phone to his new phone. This small album with only a dozen pictures is full of flesh, Xiang Chi's flesh.

Jiao Xian couldn't let Xiang Chiyuan seduce him like this, so he looked at the full-length mirror in front of him and turned on the evil camera.

Xiang Chi walked on the treadmill to slow down, the music was playing for a while, and there was a new message on wechat.

He guessed that it was from the baby, and couldn't wait to open it, so he got off the machine with stiff hands and feet.

The reply letter is also a photo, the scale is similar, but the displayed content is not the same.

Little Fox: Let me show you the mermaid line.

The hem of the little fox's clothes was held in his mouth, and the white teeth were faintly visible under the red lips. The free hand was holding the waist of the trousers, pushing the trousers down a few inches, revealing the mermaid line hidden in an unspeakable place on one side.

Deep, long mermaid line.

The scorched muscles are not as vigorous as Xiang Chi's, but they are also distinct and clear. His skin is fair, his abdominal muscles and chest muscles are attached to his ribs and the mermaid line extending to the lower side, everything is like a piece of soft and smooth satin It hangs down naturally, and you don't need to touch it to know what a delicate and beautiful body it is.

"Fuck."

Xiang Chi stroked his chin, realizing what it meant to be self-inflicted.

There is no comparison between actively handing in and secretly taking pictures.

Jiao Xian slowly started to feel shy after the filming, and when he was about to reflect on whether he was too hot, he received a new message, so he pursed his lips and nodded.

Husband: Honey, you are committing a crime.

Little Fox: What crime did you commit?Hooliganism?

Xiang Chi looked at the photo with a smile, his eyes were like laser arrays, he scanned every detail of the little fox carefully, and when he received the message, he reluctantly returned to the chat interface.

Husband: This photo is about to bear hundreds of millions of lives, what crime are you talking about.

Jiao Xian sat on the box with his legs spread apart, propped his knees on one elbow and wiped his face, and replied with blushing cheeks not to be outdone.

Little Fox: Then those photos in your circle of friends have already committed a heinous crime.

As soon as Xiang Chi's circle of friends was mentioned, Jiao Xian suddenly got a little angry, and a wave of evil fire surged up from the bottom of his heart without root or source, directly burning all the shameful ambiguity and frank flirtatious thoughts to ashes.

The cold and abstinent Xiang Chi even posted his muscles in his circle of friends, such as his abs, pectoralis, and back. He put all the seductive flesh in his circle of friends. Jiao Xian's secret photo album is the proof. Someone else has seen those, even liked and commented, and those smiling fox eyes immediately cooled down.

Little Fox: Can you delete everything in Moments?

Xiang Chi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, stared at the news for three seconds, and then became inexplicably happy.

What a delightful historic moment that the little fox has emotions.

He read it over and over several times like a neurotic, and from this seemingly negotiable sentence, he squeezed out dissatisfaction, indifference, order, coercion, possessiveness and many other deep meanings that normal people can't understand at all, as if watching a story. A palette that hasn't been washed in years.

Xiang Chi was so happy that he was a little bit excited, but he also felt that he was not a thing. The baby was angry there, and he was secretly happy here.

Jiao Xian waited for a long time for no response, then frowned and went to Xiangchi's circle of friends to check all over the posts, and what should be there or not should have remained the same.

Just when his evil fire grew an inch longer, Xiang Chi sent several messages in one breath.

Husband: Do not delete.

Husband: [image]

The following are all pictures, Jiao Xian looked at the word "Do not delete", twitched his cheeks, and opened the picture bitterly.

It was a screenshot of Xiang Chi's circle of friends, and under each circle of friends that should be coded in Jiao Xian's view, there was a wonderful little symbol - two small people side by side - a special grouping symbol.Except for these, the other screenshots are all one content, "friends who are visible in this photo", followed by the only avatar below, with "little fox" written next to the avatar.

Husband: I have been seducing you for a long time, silly fox.

When the red-hot oily wood is poured with water, smoke and dust will instantly rise up, and the burnt firewood that is almost melted into pulp will be extinguished by the three words "silly fox". All were warmed by the remaining smoke, choking him so much that he wanted to find a place to hide and calm down.

Seduced for a long time.

He looked at these words over and over again, and strange sparks flashed from the residue that had been burned by anger a moment ago.