After teasing the object of revenge, the car overturned

Of course he, Zhao Tinghe, is not the so-called sage in other people's mouths. He naturally has the desires and unspeakable secrets seen by ordinary people. He can still escape psychologically, but his physical unconsciousness often encourages him to do things that he dismissed before.

He downloaded a recently popular same-sex social software. He used a favorite anime character as his profile picture. He didn't post any photos and hoped that no one would come to him. He just wanted to know a more real side of this circle, and maybe he could let Go out completely by yourself.

The one who took the initiative to say hello to him was a college student from Yuyun Sports College. He had met that kid once, a standard sports student. Only then did Zhao Tinghe realize that his own aesthetics had tended to that type.

Strong body, smooth muscle lines, sun-tanned skin due to long-term training, blank daydreams under the five-point shorts, white socks a little above the ankles, and most importantly, the kind of blood on the body that is always positive The breath, behavior and behavior from time to time make some childish but intimate behaviors, like the little paws of cats, scratching my heart.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Zhao Tinghe slid to the WeChat interface and opened a video with that kid, who picked it up quickly. It should be that he had just returned to the dormitory. Grabbed a piece of clothing and ran out of the corridor.

Calling Brother Zhao softly over there, Miao Geng's hand holding the steering wheel froze for a moment, and then his speed slowed down. He couldn't believe that Zhao Tinghe actually played a video with another man in front of him.

"You just returned to the dormitory?" Zhao Tinghe asked softly.

"I just came back from the library. I have an exam recently and I'm busy. Have you been drinking?" The wind in the corridor was whistling, and Zhao Tinghe could hear noises.

Miao Geng on the side took a deep breath and frequently turned his head to look at Zhao Tinghe. He didn't know what Zhao Tinghe meant now, but he was very upset now, his breath was suffocated in his chest, and he had nowhere to vent.

"Drink some, now on the way to the hospital."

"Hospital? What's wrong with you? Where are you? I'll come to you right away." The other side immediately showed an eager look.

Zhao Tinghe smiled, and then said softly: "It's okay, my friend is sick, I have... have..."

Zhao Tinghe didn't know how to give Miao Geng'an a name for a while, but he joked first, and asked, "Could it be another man?"

"No, it's a colleague's friend. He just doesn't drink alcohol and can drive." Zhao Tinghe explained, completely ignoring Miao Geng's black face.

"That's good. By the way, I didn't even get the pre-sale new shoes I told you about two days ago. It's a pity."

"It's okay, I bought it for you." Zhao Tinghe was dizzy, closed his eyes, and the evening wind was blowing. He liked this moment of being needed very much.

The person over there instantly became excited, and called Brother Zhao a few times in a row, and then said in an embarrassed manner: "The sneakers cost thousands, if you snatch them, I will give them to you in installments, the last stubbornness of a poor student ,Ha ha."

"No, I'll give it to you, I have money."

"Brother Zhao, I like you so much, you are so kind."

"Yeah, let's do this first, go to bed early, work hard for the exam, and hang up."

After hanging up the video, Zhao Tinghe realized that Miao Geng was speeding, stepped on the accelerator, and looked ahead with a cold face.

"Slow down." Zhao Tinghe said weakly.

Miao Geng didn't answer, but stepped on the brakes, the speed slowed down, and the bodies of the two also leaned forward. Zhao Tinghe was dizzy by the shaking, and cursed softly: "You must be sick."

"If I hadn't been ill, I wouldn't have to suffer this kind of crime." Miao Geng whispered, the dissatisfaction in his heart was like gurgling water, coming out of the spring bit by bit.

Zhao Tinghe rubbed his temples, opened the APP, and looked at the pair of sneakers, which had already been sold at a high price by scalpers. While browsing, he did not forget to add: "No one is forcing you."

"How do you know each other?" Miao Geng calmed down and told himself over and over again that there should be no conflict.

"social application."

Miao Geng snorted coldly, bit his lip, a little helpless, when did Zhao Tinghe need to meet people on social networking sites? "Have you met?"

"I saw it once."

Hearing that he had seen it once, Miao Geng's heart was suspended, and he naturally thought about the bad side, but when the words came to his lips, he still couldn't ask directly like that. "What is the operation of asking you for shoes?"

"I didn't want it, I gave it to him voluntarily." Zhao Tinghe emphasized.

Miao Geng hehe twice, was too angry to speak.