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On an ordinary night, Xiang Chi came out of the stairwell full of stories, pressed his rosy lips with fists, and returned to the dormitory leisurely as if shopping.

The little fox is really talented and reckless when it comes to kissing the small mouth, but in a few days, his technique has advanced by leaps and bounds, kissing a player like Xiang Chi whose face is bigger than the city wall until his chest burns. He couldn't help humming and begging for mercy.

That sound was like an arrow in the chest, the blade of the arrow seemed to be quenched with medicine, and it climbed up the spine along the chest in a crispy way. Small surprises merged into raging desires, staring at Xiang Chi silently.

Xiang Chiji didn't panic when he lost, and he still didn't delay flirting after showing weakness. He relaxed and calmly accepted the enthusiastic eyes, and enjoyed it a lot. He whispered: "You can't be so anxious about paying off the debt. How much is this place? It's a little out of place."

After all, Jiao Xian's down-to-earth and down-to-earth attitude couldn't hold back Xiang Chi's mouth. He lowered his head and bit his tight shoulder through the thin T-shirt and exerted some force.

If you can't eat meat, take a bite first to reduce the fire.

Tonight Xiang Chi had a heavy study task, Jiao Xian didn't want to waste his time too much, the two of them endured the itching to separate after a while.

The heat in the No. [-] stairwell dissipated as the two left, only the occasional chatter and laughter echoed outside the door.

Jiao Xian went back to the house and washed a bunch of clothes first, and picked up a bag of vegetable juice while waiting for the washing machine.

This is what Xiang Chi's mother just made today, and the courier from the same city arrived quickly. Xiang Chi told him to take over the dish, but in the end he didn't want it, so he only gave the baby two bags to taste.

Jiao Xian can't say that he loves vegetables, but his tolerance is much higher than Xiang Chi's, and he can't say that he doesn't like meat very much. It's not uncomfortable to eat if he has it, but it's the first time he has tried healthy and green pure vegetable juice.

The vegetable juice is packed in a simple plastic-sealed beverage bag, with a blue-framed sticky note on it that says "celery and carrots" in a beautiful and neat font, and a red-framed sticky note on the back, marking the expiration date. will expire.

From the attitude to the ingredients, it is full of maternal love.

Celery, carrots, even Jiao Xian receded a bit when he saw this strange color of green with orange and faint brown.

He tore open his mouth, heartbroken, and took a sip.

The fragrance of celery in the mouth is melodious to the nasal cavity, not as strong as cold celery, with a strong sweetness of carrots, which is actually a bit delicious.

He emptied a small bag in a few sips, and there was a vague milky aroma hidden in the clear sweetness between his lips and teeth, which was the stamina of carrots on the back of his tongue.

Little Fox: Auntie's vegetable juice is delicious, have you drank it?

Xiang Chi was having a video with his mother, and Ms. Shen happened to tell him to drink more vegetable juice and eat more vegetables. He watched the message that popped up on the horizontal screen and entered the chat interface of the little fox in disbelief, and slowly sent a "?"

"What's the matter?" Shen Yushu picked up an almond from the side, looked at his son's strange expression, and asked symbolically to express his concern.

"..." Xiang Chi looked at his mother, and then at the new message from the little fox.

Little Fox: Really, try it, it's really delicious.

Husband: My mother must like you.

"Someone praised your vegetable juice." He took a bag of strange liquid that was green or brown or brown, half-believing.

"Who is it? That little boy?" Ms. Shen suddenly became interested, put down the milk cup, and was worried that she couldn't find a starting point to get to the point.

"It's not too young, just one year younger than me." Xiang Chi couldn't resist the baby's repeated Amway, tore open the bag, and took a small, small sip.

"Is there really a little boy? Are you professional?"

Xiang Chi shook his head, frowned and replied, "From the School of Pharmacy."

He obviously didn't taste the specific taste, but his instincts made him prepare to frown first.

"It's good, I'm so tired after two clinics." Ms. Shen couldn't bear to see her son's affectation, and said angrily, "You haven't even drunk it, so it's not bad."

Ms. Shen Yushu gave him a blank look, then changed her face on the spot and asked excitedly, "Hey, tell mom, what kind of child is it?"

Xiang Chi took a big gulp, swallowed it quickly, and recovered slowly. It really wasn't so bad that he doubted his life.

It's sweet and refreshing, but he has hated vegetables since he was a child, even if the food itself tastes good, he still rejects it psychologically.

"A kid who likes your tea bags and vegetable juice."

Based on the principle of not wasting, he frowned and drank it in two gulps, then picked up the lemon tea on the cabinet to wash his mouth.

"Hey, that's a good boy." Shen Yushu glared at his stinky son, picked up a cashew nut, and asked again with great interest, "When did you get together? Who are you chasing?"

While replying to Jiao Xian, he said: "A few days ago, we insisted on counting, we were chasing each other." After speaking, he smiled sweetly.

"Yo, a few days ago, didn't you feel beautiful in your heart?" Ms. Shen couldn't help laughing when she saw him like that, but she sighed in disappointment after a few seconds: "Mom is still thinking about when I will let you bring it home to play, It's only been a few days, so we have to wait."

"Well, we are not in the country during the holidays, so we can't see each other even if we want to." Thinking about that time, Xiang Chi was still a little bit reluctant.

"Yes. Is the kid a local?"

"Yes, my home is in Peinan District."

"That's still quite far away, with you...forget it, I'll ask you when you come back, do you want to study? I won't delay you."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Chi looked at the message from the little fox, "Don't bother you, go to bed early." He smiled helplessly.

How passionate and lonely Xiang Chi was when he filled his clinical volunteers in pursuit of his dream, now he is so tired and speechless.

Fortunately, he didn't feel regretful or tired, but he was tired of being on a ship of unknown thieves.

Near the end of the term, today is almost full class again, and there are too many things to digest, so he gritted his teeth and spent a lonely late night studying, until three o'clock in the morning.

Today's Mr. Xiang couldn't get up anymore. He fell asleep pitifully until [-]:[-] before he was awakened by the familiar bell. He frowned and opened his eyes. It took him a long time to see clearly. Many months seemed to have developed muscle memory for him. He raised his hand to wipe his face, cleared his throat and answered the phone.

"Good morning, little fox." The voice was hoarse and lazy, with a loose sleepiness at the end.

"Good morning, baby, it's time to get up." Jiao Xian carried his breakfast to the downstairs of the dormitory and stood by the flower bed.

Xiang Chi smiled lightly, but his words were interrupted by a crisp whistle outside. The receiver honestly reproduced the loud "beep". He raised his eyebrows and got up, and asked lazily, "Go downstairs?" gone?"

While talking, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Jiao Xian was also taken aback by that sound, smiled helplessly, and stepped up the steps of the flower bed: "Well, I just arrived, I'll send you up?" He checked the time, it was still in time, the wind was starting to pick up outside, he was afraid that after a while The food in my hand is cold.

Xiang Chi didn't want my baby to stand outside and get cold, so he said, "Come on, it's cold outside, I live in 325."

There were soft footsteps from the other end, and he said again: "I know."

Xiang Chi bent his lips: "I know you know."

The two smiled across the phone, hung up the call, and Xiang Chi put down the phone to start a routine daily washing process.

Jiao Xian went up to the third floor, found bedroom 325 according to the house number, and knocked on the door.

Xiang Chi opened the door with a bare upper body, stabbing Chen Yang with his back, his plump biceps shone with a delicate luster, a toothbrush in his mouth, and his short hair was a little messy.

What a picture of a macho man in the morning light, Jiao Xian really didn't expect to see such a scene, but his defensive weakness lies in Xiang Chi's coquettish talk, and he is absolutely magnanimous in the face of □□.

His expression was only slightly startled at the first sight of this carcass, and then he traced it up and down like patrolling the territory. His pair of fox eyes did not conceal the desire, greed, and temptation of carnivorous animals.

Xiang Chi made way sideways, took a few plastic bags from Jiao Xian's hand and put them on the table, then pulled his chair away for him to sit down casually, then turned around and went back to continue brushing his teeth.

He really didn't mean to tease this wave on purpose, everyone in the dormitory looked like this when they washed, which was convenient.

Xiang Chi probably followed his mother, and his natural body fat is not high. He also runs to the gym every now and then.

When he walks out of the bathroom clean and energetic, he sees Jiao Xian sitting quietly, his smiling eyes chasing his cock movement without avoiding it, with a calm and generous look like you show as much as I see.

Xiang Chi approached with a smile, looking into the pair of brown and black pupils, feeling that his interpretation was still simple, the little fox clearly wanted to remove the place covered by him.

He bent over and wrapped a cool good morning kiss, and asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

Jiao Xian honestly commented: "It's very beautiful."

"Want to touch it?" As he said, his hands were not idle, and he pulled his wrist and was about to send it to him openly.

Jiao Xian exerted all his strength to stop the lifting process, his heart pounded as if he had taken a stimulant, but at the critical moment his rationality was still there, he asked in a low voice, "No more classes?"

Xiang Chi really couldn't stand Jiao Xian's unique pure and straightforward, he didn't want to cover up the thoughts in his eyebrows and eyes, he was honest and frank.

He picked him up and trapped him in his arms, chasing those lips and pecking closely.

In addition to his flirtatious words, Jiao Xian's defensive loopholes seem to have one more thing. Xiang Chi's gentleness is almost equivalent to cutting his endurance with a small knife, inch by inch, layer by layer.He held the man's cheeks and grasped the flesh of the lips that had just come up again, he opened his lips and closed his teeth with a bit of resentment, the crests of his teeth softened and then withdrew his strength, he couldn't let out the heavy mouth at all.

Xiang Chi's embrace is warm and generous, and the scorched jacket still has a bit of coldness left. His chest touched the metal zipper. At first it was so cold that his muscles couldn't help but tighten. Now it has been contaminated with heat, and it seems to be hotter than Xiang Chi's body. .

"Why isn't the end of the term tomorrow?" Xiang Chi was dazzled by this warm morning, and was very dissatisfied with the biggest obstacle that delayed his debt repayment.

Jiao Xian chuckled, snorted a few times, his short hair took a step back, and said, "If I lose my postgraduate qualifications at the end of the semester tomorrow, will you accompany me to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination next year?"

Xiang Chi picked up the sweater that was thrown away last night from the back of the chair behind him and put it on, picked up the porridge cup on the table and nodded: "Come with me, let's go together."

"Why are you accompanying me, next year you are not allowed to practice next door?"

Xiang Chi dragged the roommate's chair to his side, pulled Jiao Xian to sit down, and put the pie in his hand to his mouth.

"Really, I should be very busy. If I am really preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, I guess I will have World War II."

For the next semester's internship, his instructor has already been booked out. He is a famous boss in the hospital next door. He is serious and strict. According to what Xiang Chi has always known about this professor, his internship career will be full of challenges. If you don't tie a rope, you guys can fly busy.

Jiao Xian took a bite of the pie with his hand, then pushed it back lightly, and said, "Eat it, I've eaten it."

"At that time, you will go to class every day, and I will study in the dark. After finishing my PhD, I will be middle-aged when I earn money." Xiang Chi took a bite of the pie, imagined it himself, and shook his head decisively: "Life is hard. ah."

Jiao Xian was amused by his words: "You can think far enough." He paused, looked at Xiang Chi, and asked a little seriously: "Are you still in this school for Baoyan?"

He actually had the answer to this question in his heart. If he didn't choose the medical school affiliated to the top hospital in the country, he would go to the same famous school in the south. Jiao Xian couldn't find the reason why he went to the south, but he still couldn't help but want to ask clearly.

Big deal, he changed places accordingly.

Xiang Chi swallowed the last mouthful of cake, nodded, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you want to change it? I will change it if you change it."

"No change." Jiao Xian stared closely at the man's resolute and casual eyes, and the silent impulse in his mind made the corners of his lips slightly twitch.

If it weren't for Xiang Chi's mouth full of greasy food, he would probably have tasted the little fox's successful kissing skills.

Perhaps because he was in a hurry all the year round, Xiang Chi ate too fast, ate up his love breakfast in a few bites, packed up and put on his coat.

There was a strong wind again today, and the elderly window cracks couldn't bear this level of torture, and let out a heart-piercing howl, with sharp resentment, and it would probably be twice as exciting at night.

This "scream" reminded Jiao Xian of the things he had forgotten in his backpack.

He picked up his schoolbag and took out a gray woolen scarf and wrapped it roughly around his boyfriend's neck, wrapped it in a warm circle, and tucked the extra sides into his coat.

He is casual, not very good at those fashion techniques, and his own wears a bit useless, not only does Xiang Chi not dislike it, he even lowers his head and buries his nose in for a long sniff: "Your?"

"Well, I only wore it once and washed it yesterday."

I originally wanted to buy a new one, but the express delivery was too late. Today, the temperature dropped sharply and there was a hurricane, so I took out my own top first.

Xiang Chi pulled him out and clicked his tongue twice: "It's a pity, it's not the original flavor."

Jiao Xian's clear voice with a smile mixed with the sound of locking the door: "The one I'm wearing now is the original one, why don't we change it?"

"I can see it."

Xiang Chi stopped in his tracks and took off his scarf with great interest to barter with the little fox, like a primary school chicken trading candy with a child.

"Why didn't I smell anything? Isn't it just laundry detergent?" Jiao Xian put on a gray wool scarf and lowered his head to smell suspiciously.

"What do you smell of me?" Xiang Chi hadn't put it on yet, he took off his collar and turned his head sideways to send his slender neck over.

Jiao Xian stepped forward to sniff a few times, there was no reason why the meat was brought to his mouth, he pecked lightly a few mouthfuls, and said with a smile: "The smell of Xiang Chi."

It seems that there is indeed an exclusive atmosphere that I don't pay attention to, but others can sensitively detect and mark it with my name.

Xiang Chi's body also has a smell called Xiang Chi. When he comes out of the basketball court, in the laboratory, and in the cafeteria, he can still distinguish that smell even if it is mixed with sweat, disinfectant, and oily smoke.

It's just that Jiao Xian is not like him, he doesn't have that obsessive attachment to breath.

Xiang Chi's brain was numb from his kiss, and his spine was itchy, forcing him to trap people and give him another oral education, and then put on the original dark brown with the red lips that had been reversed education. The scarf smelled addictively: "It smells right, the smell of a little fox."

Jiao Xian grabbed his stinky boyfriend and said, "Let's go, you'll be late if you're two meters longer."