Boy, it's you who walk into my heart

At seven o'clock, wearing slippers, Qing Che walked out of the dormitory slowly, carrying medicine in his arms, and arrived at the door of Chu Chen's dormitory.Qing Che's raised hand was meant to knock on the door of Chu Chen's dormitory, but he just raised it and put it down again.

Qing Che was a little hesitant. After all, the last time he took the initiative to knock on Chu Chen's door, Chu Chen didn't have a good face. He put on a bad face, and his attitude and tone were so bad.

"Dead snake and scorpion!" Qing Che got angry and kicked the door. "Oh, hehe..." Qing Che forgot that his foot was still injured, and kicked the door with his injured foot for a moment, his face contorted in pain.

"What are you scolding me for?" Suddenly, Chu Chen opened the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Qing Che's distorted face.

I'll go——Qing Che was startled, what kind of ears did Chu Chen have, he muttered to himself, could he hear this too? !

"I didn't scold you." Of course, Qing Che couldn't admit it, and admitting it would definitely be fruitless.

"Don't play tricks on me." Chu Chen lowered his head and glanced at Qing Che's feet. Originally, the soles of the feet were just a little red, but after kicking the door, now even the toes were red.

"Deserving it."

"you……!!!"

"Come in." Chu Chen turned and entered the dormitory.

Qing Che curled her lips: Why do you say anything so awkward when it comes out of your mouth.After sighing, Qing Che still entered Chu Chen's dormitory.

Chu Chen's dormitory was very clean, but there was only one bed with something, and the other had nothing on it, just an empty bed board.On the table, many books were placed neatly, among them was Chu Chen's laptop, and next to the computer was the crumpled little book held by Qing Che.

Qing Che walked to Chu Chen's desk curiously, first looked at the neat row of books, it turned out that the books on his own desk were on Chu Chen's desk.Qing Che wanted to look at the little book out of curiosity, but before he could touch the little book, he was cut off by Chu Chen.

"Don't move around." Chu Chen gave Qing Che a warning look, Qing Che snorted coldly: What, isn't it just a notebook?If you don't move, don't move!

"Sit there!" Chu Chen pointed to his own bed and told Qing Che to sit there.You know, Chu Chen has never let anyone else sit on his bed, and this is the first for Qing Che.

Qing Che sat on Chu Chen's bed, and then took a good look at Chu Chen's bed.White pillows, white sheets, white quilts... I'm going, how clean is this, or is it a special hobby? !

Chu Chen moved the chair across from Qing Che and sat down, then bent down and slowly put Qing Che's injured foot on his lap, and then took some medicine into his hand.

Qing Che's physique, which has been inactive for thousands of years, will not relax his muscles after climbing the mountain, resulting in sore legs now.Since Chu Chen put Qing Che's feet on his own legs, elevating the legs, the muscles were stretched, and the painful Qing Che gasped again.

Chu Chen raised his eyebrows, "I haven't rubbed it yet, why do you hurt?"

"It's not the pain in the feet, it's the legs... oh... it hurts so much!" Just as he was speaking, Chu Chen pushed his feet on purpose, and the height was raised again.

"It was intentional..."

"You...lack of exercise, long-term inactivity, sudden movement, leg muscles are easy to contract, stretching, no pain."

"Then you can't deliberately pull my leg!"

"I'm stretching for you."

"Ah...!" Chu Chen directly lifted Qing Che's leg up, this time it was really stretched.Qing Che yelled out in pain, the cry was earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods.

Xie Han on the opposite side heard Qing Che's howl, and began to think of some pictures that were not there.

"After your feet are healed, exercise more." Chu Chen put Qing Che's legs down on his own, and began to press Qing Che's feet.

Qing Che grinned, "enjoying" Chu Chen's foot massage service, and kept giving himself psychological hints: It doesn't hurt at all!Qing Che had to divert his attention to look at other things to relieve the pain in his feet and even his legs.Looking at it, Qing Che saw the pair of Chu Chen's shoes lying on the side under the bed.

"These shoes..." Looking at the pair of black air cushions, Qing Che felt a little complicated.

"What's wrong with the shoes?" Chu Chen just rubbed Qing Che's feet seriously without looking at the shoes.

"When did you buy it?"

"Before school starts."

The corners of Qing Che's eyes couldn't help twitching, this...was a coincidence.

"What's the matter?" The corner of Chu Chen's mouth twitched casually, Chu Chen guessed that Qing Che probably already knew the past and present of this pair of shoes and his pair of shoes.

"It's nothing... Do you often wear these shoes?"

Chu Chen hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I don't wear it often."

"Oh……"

When Qing Che came to his senses, Chu Chen's hand that was holding his foot had slowly moved up, and it was now on Qing Che's calf.Chu Chen squeezed Qing Che's calf vigorously and rhythmically.

"Ehhh?!" Qing Che backed away.

"Don't move." Chu Chen yelled at Qing Che in a low voice, Qing Che blushed a little, and then regained his composure.

"Why are you pinching my leg!"

"Help you relax, so that your muscles are not too tight and the soreness is too strong."

"Oh..." Hearing Chu Chen's justification, Qing Che had nothing to say, so he obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Starting from Qing Che's calf, Chu Chen pressed it bit by bit, and slowly moved up until he reached his thigh.

Qing Che's flesh was very loose, and the flesh on his thigh was very soft. As soon as Chu Chen pressed his thigh, Qing Che shivered.

"Chu Chen!"

"Qing Che!"

A call at the same time made the two of them a little at a loss.

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

It was another word of tacit understanding, and fell into a silent atmosphere again.

"I...I should go back." Qing Che stammered a bit.

"Well, I promised Xie Han that I would show him the night view of our school at night! Hehe..." Qing Che explained quickly, for fear that Chu Chen might misinterpret it.

"En." Chu Chen didn't have any extra words, but just hummed.After hearing Chu Chen's hmm, Qing Che quickly put on his slippers, got off the bed and walked out.

"Qing Che!" Chu Chen often did this, calling to stop Qing Che when he was about to leave.

"Ok?"

"Don't you...don't have anything you want to ask me?" Chu Chen stared into Qing Che's eyes, the light of expectation was about to overflow.

"Ask?" Qing Che was a little confused, what to ask...

"Ah."

"Oh...that..." Qing Che thought for a while, then said, "that...you didn't come back with us, what did you go for?"

"I went to talk about a short play, and there will be a youth play festival for college students in a while."

"Script festival?!" Qing Che heard this, and his eyes overflowed with light.

"Correct."