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In order to avoid dying from blood spurting on the spot, Song Ziqi hastily turned his eyes away. He quickly lowered his head, but inadvertently saw Liang Boya's thigh under the towel.

Liang Boya's legs were slender and straight. Song Ziqi's eyes were almost glued to Liang Boya's legs, and he couldn't move them away. Now he finally understands why there are so many long-legged men in the entertainment circle who are famous for their "big legs" God.

A man with a good figure and particularly long legs is inherently handsome, not to mention a man who is already handsome, with the double blessing of appearance and body, he is almost invincible.

Just when Song Ziqi was staring at Liang Boya's long legs and thinking about it, Liang Boya suddenly turned around. Song Ziqi thought that Liang Boya had noticed his peeping gaze, so he turned his head away.

"Can you help me get some clothes?"

Liang Boya's slightly deep voice sounded.

Song Ziqi paused, then nodded quickly: "Of course, I can help you."

As soon as he turned his face, he was facing Liang Boyachi.With his naked upper body, Song Ziqi's face became hot, and he quickly looked away, then stretched out the hand that was not holding the mobile phone, trying to take the clothes that Liang Boya couldn't hold in his arms.

After Liang Boya thanked him softly, he handed some of the clothes to Song Ziqi.

Song Ziqi silently took the clothes that Liang Boya handed over, and then he froze... Wait, what is that thing at the bottom of the pile of clothes that has very little fabric?

Wait, could it be the thing he imagined... Haha, it should be impossible...

But what else can be described by the quantifier "bar"!

Song Ziqi couldn't help but touched it lightly with his hand again, this shape, this touch...the cliff is undoubtedly Xiao Nei Nei!

Wait a moment!calm!calm!

Maybe it's not the panties of the male god and Ye Zhongya's!

Anyway!calm!calm!

Song Ziqi finally calmed down, but Liang Boya was already walking back with the packed clothes in his arms, and Song Ziqi hurriedly followed like a little daughter-in-law.

After Liang Boya folded the clothes in the living room, he sent them to the master bedroom where his parents slept. Song Ziqi silently hugged the rest of the clothes and waited obediently for Liang Boya at the door.

Soon, Liang Boya came out. After thanking him warmly, he took the clothes from Song Ziqi's hand, turned and went into his own room.

Song Ziqi, who hadn't fully reacted to the male god Su Zhale's voice, stood blankly at the door of Liang Boya's room. He didn't come back to his senses until the door was closed with a "bang" in front of him... …

God, what happened today is really too much information, he can count on the memory of this night to slowly recall his whole life!

But wait...

Why does he still have a thin piece of fabric with very little fabric in his hand? !

Song Ziqi looked down, only to realize that when Liang Boya took the clothes from his arms just now, that pair of underwear was accidentally caught by his little finger... So until now, the pair of underwear is still in his hands.

Hooked by his little finger...

little finger...

Hooked up...

What the hell!

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

Liang Boya stood at the door of the room, half of his face was covered by the light of Song Ziqi's mobile phone screen, and the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness, which made his expression look very unpredictable and unpredictable.

Liang Boya lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep, and Song Ziqi was so frightened that he swallowed what he wanted to say again.

After a while, Liang Boya said softly, "My underwear..."

Song Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly raised his trembling hands: "I'm sorry... I accidentally..."

Liang Boya silently took the underwear from Song Ziqi's hand. He glanced at Song Ziqi, turned around and closed the door again.

"...didn't notice it was still in my hand..."

Song Ziqi's weak explanation was so mercilessly locked out of the door.

Song Ziqi: "...qaq"

Song Ziqi rightly pointed his fingers aggrieved... He didn't do it on purpose!He is not a pervert who wants to secretly collect the panties of the male god!

……and many more.

Men's panties? !

So the underwear just now really belonged to the male god himself? !He actually touched the male god's underwear with his own hands? ! !

Song Ziqi lowered his head in a daze, and looked at his hands...these are the hands!Fuck the hand that has been blessed by the male god!He didn't wash his hands today!wrong!One week!wrong!one month!wrong!I haven't washed it for a year!

Song Ziqi returned to Ye Zhongya's room in a flutter, and found that Ye Zhongya had found the candle and lit it.

Looking at Ye Zhongya's face in the dim light of the candle, Song Ziqi couldn't help but feel dazed. It's strange to say that at the beginning, he obviously didn't think Ye Zhongya and Liang Boya were very similar, but now that he was familiar with them, he felt that these two people The more they looked, the more they looked like two brothers.

Ye Zhongya looks so much like Liang Boya, he must be very popular in school, right?

Song Ziqi stared at Ye Zhongya for a while, and then he gradually came to his senses. After clasping his palms, Song Ziqi said, "Since there is a power outage, let's stop here for today's tutoring. I'll go back first."

Ye Zhongya tilted her head: "It's still raining outside now, are you sure you want to brave the rain?"

Song Ziqi nodded: "I think the rain might last all night. It probably won't stop all night. G University has access control. If I don't go back, I might be locked out of the dormitory tonight. At that time, I can only Sleeping under the flyover."

Ye Zhongya blinked her eyes: "You can sleep at my house for one night, I don't mind lending you half a bed..."

"That's so embarrassing." Song Ziqi shook his head silently.

"If you feel embarrassed, you can choose to make a promise with your body..." Ye Zhongya said with a smile.

Song Ziqi: "...you've watched too many brain-dead idol dramas. I'm not poor with you. I have to come back quickly. I haven't confiscated my clothes today."

When Song Ziqi opened the door and walked out of Ye Zhongya's room, he happened to bump into Liang Boya who was standing at the door of the room.

Looking at the umbrella in Liang Boya's hand, Song Ziqi silently thought——

Maybe it wasn't a "coincidence", Liang Boya was standing at the door waiting for him?

"You didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" Liang Boya looked down at Song Ziqi, and said warmly, "Here, even though it's raining so heavily... this umbrella probably won't do much."

Song Ziqi took the umbrella that Liang Boya handed over in a daze, but his heart beat rapidly because of this inadvertent action.

"Also, this is my overcoat," Liang Boya said while handing a long trench coat to Song Ziqi, "It's getting cold outside and it's raining so much, put it on, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Song Ziqi thanked him in a low voice with slight heat in his ears, and at the same time frantically swiped the screen in his heart, "Oh, my god is so good!" "My ears are going to be pregnant!"...

With slightly trembling hands, he took the overcoat that seemed to still have Liang Boya's body temperature, and the villain in Song Ziqi's heart had already run around dozens of times.

Just now the male god said to him——

Beware of colds...

So gentle.

The male god's voice is so gentle.

Song Ziqi gently held the coat in his arms, feeling a little flustered...

Today's male god is really gentle.

At this moment, Ye Zhongya's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother, you are so cunning! I want it too! Ziqi, this is my coat..."

Looking at Ye Zhongya who approached Ye Zhongya with an expression like a child vying for candy, Song Ziqi silently chose to refuse: "No need, one is enough, two are too many."

Children?

Why didn't he know when they were so familiar?

And when did that brat change his mouth?Just call him by his first name, but if you don't call him teacher, at least add a brother!

...But the most important thing is, who wants to wear his fluffy white dress, not only there are two long snow-white rabbit ears on the hat, but also a fluffy ball-shaped rabbit tail behind the buttocks, the whole dress exudes a thick The malicious and cute rabbit coat!

Ye Zhongya suddenly looked disappointed: "Is it really not necessary?"

He looked at Song Ziqi pitifully, as if it was a heinous thing for Song Ziqi to reject him.

However, Song Ziqi once again rejected him coldly: "It's really not necessary."

Ye Zhongya suddenly showed a weeping expression, and even the dull hair on his head fell down limply.

"I'll take you down."

When Song Ziqi opened the door, Liang Boya said behind him.

"No... no need, I know the way," Song Ziqi was flattered, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

Liang Boya smiled lightly: "I'll see you off."

Song Ziqi hurriedly said: "It's really unnecessary..."

In the end, Uncle Liang went to see Song Ziqi off. When the two of them descended the stairs, in the dark stairwell, Song Ziqi lowered his head to be careful of the steps under his feet, while thinking about other things absent-mindedly.

In the darkness, the facial features of a person other than vision seem to be infinitely magnified. Sitting in front of him, Song Ziqi seemed to be able to hear Liang Boya's peaceful breathing behind him, as well as his own beating heart...

He wasn't sure if Liang Boya could hear his heartbeat too.

In this small dark space, Song Ziqi heard the two people's breathing one after another, and his ears gradually became hot. At this moment, Liang Boya suddenly said softly: "Xiao Zhong seems to like you very much."

Song Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, and almost slipped and rolled down. Fortunately, Liang Boya stretched out his long hand behind him, and hooked Song Ziqi's waist, so that Song Ziqi barely rolled down.

After Song Ziqi came to his senses, he quickly broke away from Liang Boya's hand: "...is, is that so?"

After being silent for a while, Liang Boya hummed lightly: "If it's someone he doesn't like, he won't even talk to you."

Song Ziqi: "...Yes, is that so?"

Damn, he once again mercilessly pushed the male god away...

Yes, "again"!

"Ah."

"That's good, haha, it would be even better if he could take classes more seriously, haha..."

Song Ziqi laughed dryly, but found that the atmosphere seemed to be even more embarrassing!

Fortunately, they soon reached the gate of the building. Song Ziqi took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and opened the gate: "Thank you, I'm leaving..."

Just as Song Ziqi pushed open the door, the strong wind outside mixed with the torrential rain rushed in. Hearing the roar of the strong wind outside, even though he had already put on Liang Boya's coat, Song Ziqi couldn't help shivering.

At this moment, Liang Boya suddenly stretched out his hand and fastened the top button of Song Ziqi's coat collar with his slender and beautiful fingers: "Be careful on the road."

When he spoke, the warm breath sprayed on Song Ziqi's forehead, and Song Ziqi's face was stunned again. He felt that the place on his forehead touched by Liang Boya's breath was numb... half of his body was a little soft .

Song Ziqi suddenly felt a little dry in his mouth, and he couldn't help licking the corners of his lips with this dry mouth feeling, and then said dryly: "Okay, okay, I will... "

Song Ziqi didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that his small thoughts would be exposed, so after he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed into the rainstorm.

After a while, until Song Ziqi's back completely disappeared in the neighborhood... the door was slowly closed.

Sure enough, as Liang Boya said, for this heavy rain, an umbrella is really useless. Song Ziqi ran a few steps while holding an umbrella, and his whole body was completely wet.

After silently stretching out his hands to tighten his neckline, Song Ziqi continued to run back to the dormitory.

When Song Ziqi returned to the dormitory, his whole body was soaked, and his shoes were filled with water, as if he had just been fished out of the river.

Everyone else in the dormitory was startled: "Did you just fall into the river?"

Song Ziqi rolled his eyes: "It's raining..."

Song Ziqi returned to his bed wet, only to find that all the clothes he had hung up to dry yesterday had been taken back, and had been carefully folded and neatly stacked on his chair.

Song Ziqi, who never folded clothes before, thought of Liang Boya's familiar posture when he folded clothes just now, and felt guilty silently.

"This rain is really heavy. I was just taking a public elective class. I thought my clothes hanging on the balcony must be soaked. When I came back, I found that Qi Liang had put away all the clothes for us, and they were so folded. Neat...Qi Liang, you are so virtuous, you can get married."

"You can marry!"

Song Ziqi also nodded: "You can marry!"

Qi Liang, who was buried in his book, raised his head, glanced at the three of them, and made a rare joke: "I can marry, but which one of you dares to marry?"

Song Ziqi immediately winked at Qi Liang and said, "Someone must be knocking on the bowl waiting for you to go into his bowl."

Qi Liang glanced at him with a half-smile, and suddenly asked, "Whose clothes are you wearing? I don't remember you having this clothes."

Song Ziqi was taken aback by Qi Liang's sharpness, and he laughed twice: "How do you know it wasn't my new one?"

Qi Liang said lightly: "If it's new clothes, would you be willing to use them to keep out the rain?"

Song Ziqi suddenly understood that he was so exposed...

"But the most important thing is... the price of this dress should not be cheap, right? You, a poor man who only wears pants and spends ten yuan on the floor, are you willing to buy them?" Qi Liang concluded.

Song Ziqi: "..."

Is it necessary to be so straightforward!

...although it is true.

"I'm going to take a shower first..."

Song Ziqi snorted, rolled into the bathroom with a change of clothes in his arms.

Standing in the bathroom, Song Ziqi slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched the top button with his fingertips. He put his hand on the button and touched it for a long time before undoing it.

After taking off the wet overcoat, Song Ziqi didn't immediately hang it on the hook on the bathroom wall, but hugged it in his arms, lowered his head and sniffed.

Although there was no smell on the coat, Song Ziqi seemed to smell the faint mint scent from Liang Boya's body, which made him hold the coat and smell it for a long time.

This is the man's coat...

This is the coat worn by a male god!

Song Ziqi put his arms around the coat and sniffed it for a long time, until he suddenly sneezed, he came back to his senses, and hung the coat on the hook on the bathroom wall.

After taking off his soaked clothes and pants, Song Ziqi stood under the hot water, closed his eyes, and let the hot water wash over his body.

The warm water gradually warmed his slightly cold body, and at the same time gradually revived some of his deliberately suppressed thoughts.

The scenery of Liang Boya's lower back gradually emerged in Song Ziqi's mind, especially the two looming loins under the bath towel, and under the bath towel are...

calm!calm!calm!

Stop thinking about it!

But desire.The more depressed this kind of thing is, the stronger the rebound will be.

The more Song Ziqi restrained himself from thinking about it, the more clearly that scene appeared in Song Ziqi's mind.

The figure of Liang Boya in his mind became clearer and clearer. Liang Boya's brows and eyes were stained with water, his eyes were filled with water vapor, his chin was beautiful and sexy, and he was red.Topless torso, towel dangling...

Song Ziqi's breathing gradually became quicker. He looked at the coat hanging on the wall, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly stretched out his hand and took the coat off.

Song Ziqi held the coat in his arms with one hand, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of the mint shower gel that remained on the coat or was imaginary in his imagination, and slowly lowered the other hand, soaking in the warm water. Among them, stroked the part of him that had already responded.

It was raining harder and harder outside.

The strong wind was mixed with heavy rain, and the big drops of rain slapped on the glass windows of the balcony. The sound of pattering just provided a perfect barrier for the extremely suppressed panting in the small bathroom.

When Song Ziqi came back to his senses during the "sage's time" and slowly calmed down his breathing, he lowered his head and found that he accidentally got some suspicious marks on the coat...

Song Ziqi, who was planning to return the clothes to Liang Boya after washing them, said, "..."

If he could perfectly destroy the corpse, the male god wouldn't know what happened, would he...?

Song Ziqi: qaq