My ex-boyfriend is always teasing me [Unlimited Stream]

Qu Xingchen was holding the kerosene lamp and was pressed against the cold wall by Qin Yan. His eyes were sharp and his tone was very cold:

"Teacher, do I know you?"

Qin Yan held Qu Xingchen's wrist tightly and asked:

"Why are you here? You shouldn't be here."

Qu Xingchen suddenly bent his knees and ruthlessly pushed Qin Yan's lower abdomen.

Qin Yan let go in pain, Qu Xingchen turned his wrist, took a few steps up the stairs, then turned around and looked down at Qin Yan:

"You can be here, why can't I?"

The big pendulum clock suddenly sounded an old-fashioned buzzing, Qin Yan didn't have time to elaborate, he strode up, held Qu Xingchen's hand again, and went up to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor was as dark as the third floor, and the faint light of the kerosene lamp made the shadows of the two slender.

Qin Yan used the key to open the door at the top of the stairs, pulled Qu Xingchen in, and immediately closed and locked the door.

At this time, the big pendulum clock rang No. 12, and it was midnight.

The rule given by the principal on the first day was that they were not allowed to leave the dormitory after 24:[-].

Qin Yan leaned against the door, listening to the sound outside the door. Qu Xingchen put the kerosene lamp on the ground, and before he got up, there was a commotion outside the door.

The noise came suddenly, with the sounds of running and jumping, playing, talking, and footsteps, as if the two of them were suddenly in a really lively student dormitory.

But the time is wrong, it is midnight, the campus is pitch black, who would play around at night?

Besides, the noise was not something that could be produced by just a few people, at least dozens of students were required to walk back and forth outside the door.

Qu Xingchen got up slowly, feeling the warmth of his palms, and only then did he notice that he was holding hands with Qin Yan.

Qin Yan's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was also looking at the hands they held.

Slowly, his fingers squeezed into Qu Xingchen's fingers, and they clasped tightly with Qu Xingchen's fingers.

Qu Xingchen quickly withdrew his hand, put his ear on the door panel, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

Qin Yan's Luokong hand was still in the air, and it took a long time before he retracted it.

The noisy sound lasted for more than ten minutes. Qu Xingchen didn't wear a watch or a mobile phone. The time was all guesswork.

Qin Yan raised his wrist, revealing a cheap counterfeit watch, and said:

"A total of 15 minutes."

Qu Xingchen glanced across the well-maintained dial on Qin Yan's wrist, then turned and left the door.

The teaching staff dormitory is somewhat different from the student dormitory. The space is the same size, but the four iron beds with bunk beds have become two single beds. Two side by side.

Qu Xingchen walked to the side of the single bed and lay down, with one hand under his head, facing the wall, refusing to communicate with Qin Yan.

Qin Yan walked to Qu Xingchen's bed, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt over him:

"Sleep, get up early tomorrow."

Qu Xingchen was facing the wall, and the hands beside him slowly tightened the quilt, his voice was almost indistinguishable:

"Qin Yan... where are you?"

What he asked was where Qin Yan himself was.

After a long time, the breathing on the other side gradually became steady, but Qin Yan didn't answer.

Qu Xingchen closed his eyes, and did not let go of his grip on the quilt.

At five o'clock, Qin Yan opened his eyes on time. He got up and looked at Qu Xingchen who was lying on the other side.

Qu Xingchen also sat up, the eyes of the two met, and Qu Xingchen moved away first.

Qin Yan took out a new toothbrush towel from the iron cabinet on his side and handed it to Qu Xingchen. Qu Xingchen took it and asked him:

"when did you come?"

Qin Yan opened the door of the dormitory, stood at the door and looked outside before going out:

"One day earlier than you."

The two went to the water room on the fourth floor together. The water room was just outside the toilet, and the smell was not very good, with a pungent smell of decay.

Several of the row of brass-yellow and rusty faucets have been damaged, ticking continuously, and thick water stains have accumulated in the sink. The water stains are red and floating with black and messy things, like human hair.

Qin Yan adapted well to all this, turned on the faucet, brushed his teeth and washed his face quickly.

Qu Xingchen grew up in an orphanage, so of course he would not complain about the environment. He took apart the toothbrush, glanced over, and saw the toothpaste lying in Qin Yan's mouthwash cup.

Qin Yan pushed the mouthwash cup away from Qu Xingchen's hand. He seemed to be brushing his teeth seriously, but his eyes were observing Qu Xingchen.

Qu Xingchen's outstretched hand towards the toothpaste was empty, he turned directly, crossed in front of Qin Yan, bent slightly, and took the toothpaste in his hand.

Qin Yan bent down, spit out the foam in his mouth, rinsed his mouth with water from the mouthwash cup, and slightly curled the corners of his lips.

Qu Xingchen squeezed out the toothpaste and brushed his teeth vigorously.

The warm palm grasped Qu Xingchen's cold wrist:

"Slow down, it's going to bleed."

Qu Xingchen vigorously broke away from Qin Yan's palm, and the toothbrush in his hand grazed his lips due to violent movements, and the rough and cheap bristles scratched the fragile skin of his lips.

The white foam was stained with a bright red color, Qin Yan frowned slightly, put his big hand on the back of Qu Xingchen's neck, pressed down hard, and said:

"Spit out the foam."

Qu Xingchen spat out the froth in his mouth, the words of refusal were on his lips, and Qin Yan blocked the froth around Qu Xingchen's lips with his own towel.

Qin Yan was 1.9 meters tall, 1.8 centimeters taller than Qu Xingchen, who was [-] meters tall. This height gap allowed him to see all the subtle expressions of Qu Xingchen.

Qu Xingchen pushed away Qin Yan's hand holding the towel, and his slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

He has curly hair, his eyelashes are curled up like his hair, he is very cute, no matter how cute his appearance is, he can't change Qu Xingchen's inner stubbornness.

"Qin Yan, tell me, where are you?" He asked again.

Qin Yan took back the towel, tidied up the things of the two of them, and said:

"Let's go, it's time to go downstairs."

He avoided talking about Qu Xingchen's question again.

Qu Xingchen snatched back his towel and toothbrush first, and walked out of the water room.

After the two left, there was only the sound of ticking water in the silent water room.

The innermost faucet switch was turned slightly, and clean water flowed out. The clean water washed away the dirt at the bottom of the sink and gradually turned crimson.

After a while, the faucet was slowly turned off again, and the water room became quiet again.

At 05:30, the two came to the third floor together.

The doors of the two dormitories on the third floor were open, and there were conversations from time to time. Obviously, on the first night, no one dared to violate the principal's rules, and only dared to exchange information with each other after dawn.

Wake up at five and have breakfast at six. They don't know where the cafeteria is, so it's always right to start earlier.

Qin Yan put on a wide-brimmed black hat and a jet black overcoat that looked mysterious.

Qu Xingchen walked behind Qin Yan, with his hands twisted in front of him, and his lips biting tightly. When he saw Yuan Xue walking out of the dormitory, his eyes lit up, he walked over quickly, and grabbed Yuan Xue's clothes.

Yuan Xue: "...are you sick?"

Qu Xingchen looked down at Yuan Xue who was much shorter than him by a head, his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to utter two thin words:

"I'm afraid..."

At 05:30 in the morning, the dormitory building does not look bright and spacious, the weather outside the window is hazy, with dark clouds overwhelming, but there is no wind or thunder.

Qin Yan took out a small notebook from his pocket and began to roll the roll. Three women, five men and eight people were all in place. The first night was uneventful.

He took out seven number plates from another pocket, with seven Arabic numerals from one to seven on them, and he randomly distributed the seven number plates to the three women and four men who came first.

Qu Xingchen stood behind Yuan Xue, spread his palms in front of him, and looked at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan walked up to Qu Xingchen and said helplessly:

"Only seven number plates."

He took out the little book again, tore off a piece of paper, drew a big eight on it with a pen, and handed it to Qu Xingchen, acting like a child's play:

"However, the teacher can give you an exception."

Qu Xingchen looked at the torn note in his hand:

"……thank you."

Qin Yan withdrew his hand:

"You're welcome."

Under the leadership of Qin Yan, the eight transfer students walked out of the fourth dormitory building and walked towards the canteen in the innermost part of the school.

The outdoor light was oppressive, and the black cloud was just above the head, as if it would fall down at any time. Fortunately, it was daytime, and the face of the campus finally appeared in front of everyone.

The loess playground, old teaching buildings, flower beds without plants, the school is not big, but it is full of decay.

The cafeteria is low, with only two floors, and there is not even a sign.

Just standing in front of the cafeteria, the smell of the food has already wafted out.

Qin Yan pushed open the glass door of the cafeteria, and said:

"Find a seat according to the number plate distributed, don't sit by mistake."

A few people walked into the cafeteria, and were shocked by the full food.

There was no one in the huge space, but there were rows of dining tables and chairs arranged in an orderly manner, and food was placed on each table.

The thin woman Qin Yazhi calmed down a lot after a night, but she was still close to the tall and strong man named Xu Feng.

The mean man Song Mingliang walked in first with the No. [-] sign, found the No. [-] seat and sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Seeing him move, the rest of the people found the seats corresponding to their number plates and sat down, and the sound of several people eating gradually resounded in the empty cafeteria.

Qu Xingchen walked towards the seat marked eight, but was pulled back by Qin Yan.

He turned his head and stared at Qin Yan fiercely, because there were so many people, he couldn't make much struggle.

Qin Yan dragged Qu Xingchen to his exclusive seat for faculty members, sat down first, and grabbed Qu Xingchen's waist, forcefully pulling him to sit on top of him.

The eyes of the other seven transfer students came over vaguely, and Qu Xingchen raised his foot under the table and stomped on Qin Yan's foot hard.

Qin Yan remained calm, picked up a piece of Qu Xingchen's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs with his chopsticks, and brought it to his lips, his deep voice was right next to his ear:

"Just to be on the safe side, sit with me."

This was not the time to be brave, Qu Xingchen retracted the foot that was stepping on Qin Yan, bit the sweet and sour pork ribs bluntly, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qin Yan pursed his lips in satisfaction, turned his wrist, and stuffed the remaining half of sweet and sour pork ribs into his mouth.

The transfer students who were attracted by the interaction between the two had different expressions and ate while guessing.

Yuan Xue suddenly pointed to the number on the table next to her and said:

"Isn't this number six?"

Song Mingliang froze while eating, and stood up abruptly.

He walked to the place Yuan Xue was pointing at and looked carefully, his eyes widened, as if he was looking at some kind of ghost.

Then he returned to where he was sitting before, and lightly touched the number plate on the table with his fingertips.

The glue on the edge of the plastic number plate attached to the table was aging. Under his push, the number plate slowly turned, and the first digit was reversed, becoming "9".

Song Mingliang came to the dream world for the second time, and he knew how terrible the fate of violating the NPC rules would be.

Beads of sweat slid down Song Mingliang's forehead and hit the table.

He was the first person to violate the rules in this dream world, and everyone was silent, waiting for his end.