The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

"Brother Jing."

Xie Ting couldn't remember how many times he called out.

Still no one responded to him, and when the slumped and desperate figure leaned down the stairs, there was a slight sound of keys twisting at the door.

Xie Ting exerted strength on his waist and abdomen, and quickly sat up.

After seeing a piece of familiar white clothes, Xie Ting ran down the stairs.

As soon as Bian Jing opened the door, he saw a handsome figure running towards him from the double staircase, passing through the hall, passing through the entrance, and hugging him in front of him.

Shouting in a panic: "Brother Jing." Shan Yu~Xi~Du~Jia.

And Bian Jing responded to him habitually: "Hey, here, here, Brother Jing is here."

They didn't even go in the door, and the two hugged each other at the door for a while, Bian Jing could clearly feel that Xie Ting's emotions had been comforted a little bit, and gradually softened.

Fearing that people in the compound would see it, Bian Jing patted him on the back and coaxed Xie Ting to go in first.

"Go in first, help me get something in."

"Brother Ting."

It was only then that Xie Ting realized that he had acted too violently just now, and took the courier in Bian Jing's hand with some embarrassment. The boy's eyelashes drooped, and he looked at the message on the courier box: "Did you buy something?"

As if to confirm something, he asked again: "No, you just went to pick up the courier?"

Bian Jing closed the door, changed his shoes, nodded and said: "Well, I ordered it at the same city bookstore last night, and it arrived this morning. The security room didn't let the courier boy in, so I went out to pick it up."

Hearing what he said, Xie Ting put his heart in his stomach, as long as he didn't feel disgusted by what happened in the morning, and then left without saying hello.

But the side view is very strange: "What happened to you just now?"

Xie Ting: "I didn't see you when I came back, I thought you were... angry with me because of this morning, and left."

Side view: "..."

After thinking for a long time, Bian Jing still felt the need to explain: "Don't be like this in the future, even though everyone is a man, that...is normal, but I still don't want it."

Xie Ting looked at him suspiciously: "Why not?"

Bian Jing wants to say whether to give or take, but fuck it, he and Xie Ting are not in a relationship.

Besides, when staying in the dormitory, Cao Wei and Yue Yang helped pass the paper!

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Xie Ting was anxious, it would be bad if the scene made him think differently, and he had to solve the misunderstanding on the spot.

So Bian Jing heard Xie Ting ask him: "Did you not feel good this morning?"

From the head of the sweet potato to the abdomen, and then to the cerebral cortex, layer after layer of erotic waves exploded in the brain.

It's a cool feeling, the side scenes are remembered too clearly.

"Yeah, I mean..."

What Bian Jing wanted to say was interrupted by Xie Ting: "Are you unhappy?"

"No."

Xie Ting put the courier on the shoe cabinet, and the two discussed in the squeezed entrance, Xie Ting approached the side scene, and the side scene backed away.

That feeling came again.

Bian Jing looked into Xie Ting's eyes, Xie Ting was also looking at him, and even asked forcefully, "Do you think that's disgusting?"

Bian Jing shook his head, that was the scene he dreamed of.

The most private place is in the hands of the person you like, it feels like sacrificing your life.

Xie Ting asked him again: "Then do you think I'm disgusting?"

Side scene: "No, I mean, don't you have... a girlfriend?"

It turned out to be like this, so Bian Jing had always misunderstood that Xiao Qiangwei was his girlfriend.

I also blame myself, since Xiao Xiaohua confessed, every time I approached him, I didn't make it clear to Bian Jing.

Xie Ting laughed in his ear, Bian Jing couldn't understand his smile, and pushed him away: "You still have girlfriends, it's not right."

It was rare for Xie Ting to be domineering once: "Oh, what should I do is the right way, brother Jing is going to be the referee, right? Is that what you mean?"

Bian Jing said absolutely, that's not what he meant.

But Xie Ting obviously misunderstood him.

He didn't understand that a good morning should be ruined in such an atmosphere.

"I'm too lazy to tell you."

Bian Jing lived on crutches and went up to the second floor, and remembered that Xie Ting had taken the medicine in the downstairs living room yesterday, so he had to go downstairs again, and saw that Xie Ting had already set breakfast on the dining table.

Greet him: "Brother Jing, come over for breakfast."

Side scene: "I'm full, I don't want to eat."

Xie Ting paused his hand for spooning the porridge, walked over, sat on the sofa, held down his own sanitized hand, and took the cotton swab: "Okay, I was wrong, I didn't mean that."

Bian Jing stared at him: "Then what do you mean?"

Xie Ting was looking at his feet. Today they stopped bleeding and scabs began to form. He said, "Your ability to repair is quite good."

Bian Jing had one foot held down by him, unable to move, so he could only get closer to the sofa and said, "Yes, I am strong and healthy, and I recovered quickly before, so what do you mean?"

Xie Ting just didn't answer him, and applied medicine to bandage after disinfection.

Today, Xie Ting's hand is very familiar with all this, and he didn't touch Bian Jing, of course, it was also to prevent Bian Jing from making that kind of noise again, causing him to be fascinated and confused.

After taking the medicine, Xie Ting touched Bian Jing's thigh through his trouser leg, weighed a few ounces of flesh, and said contemptuously, "You're the only one who is still strong and strong?"

Bian Jing picked up the medicine bottle and threw it at him.

Xie Ting dodged and coaxed: "Come and have breakfast? I bought millet porridge after running three blocks."

Bian Jing dawdled and sat down at the dining table, enjoying Mr. Xie's royal service.

After breakfast, he started to review, Bian Jing threw the English grammar book he bought in the morning to Xie Ting, and assigned him homework, Bian Jing turned on the computer and started working part-time.

Sister Lan asked him to come to the studio if he was free, a batch of new products had arrived.

It's men's clothing.

Jing: "Started a men's clothing business?"

Lan: "The studio has been doing it, but men's money is not as easy to make as women's money. The work center is on women's clothing. This time it is a dress made by a friend of mine. He has no channels to sell, so I will help. "

"Oh, then I'll pack up the camera and go."

"No, baby, I'm not asking you to take pictures this time."

"What's that for?"

Bian Jing thought to himself: "I can only take pictures."

Lan: "No, baby, you still have a lot of untapped potential. Taking pictures is definitely not your best skill."

Side view: "??"