boyfriend provoked by roommate

Song Shuo ran to the library very diligently recently, and he not only ran to the library, but also ran to the big bookstore outside the school. Lin Shuhan said that he wanted to go with him, but they were all rejected.

Something is wrong, something is wrong with Song Shuo.

"Won't it be over if you follow along?"

Lin Shuhan rolled his eyes at him: "You always push me to do this kind of thing."

Cheng Huan didn't go to the dormitory, and now Song Shuo didn't go to the dormitory either. Lin Shuhan and Zhu Xun were left looking at each other in the dormitory, playing King of Glory and cooking together.

"Damn! Can you give me your three skills? You will let me go as soon as I die. Did you do it on purpose?"

Zhu Xun played with a Taiyi real person, he snapped his fingers and said, "Don't you release it after you die?"

"Damn it!" Lin Shuhan choked speechlessly, "I've never seen you so good."

"Let's stop laughing, okay?" Zhu Xun said angrily, "Is your 4-11 any better than me?"

Lin Shuhan: "...Damn it, this game is so difficult, I won't play it anymore."

"I'm going to have supper with my class at night, do you want to come together?"

Lin Shu squatted on the table, looking not very interested, and said, "I don't even know them, wouldn't it be embarrassing to go directly?"

Zhu Xun raised his eyebrows: "There are still situations that you Lin Shuhan can't handle?"

Lin Shuhan hummed twice: "That's true."

He has a cheerful personality, and he looks cute and cute, and he speaks very comfortably. He can chat with anyone for a few words. Before he came, he was still worried that he would not be able to get in. After he came, he just took a beer mug and drank it directly. Alright, let's drink with everyone with bare arms and punches.

"Okay, okay, Lin Shuhan, don't be so uninhibited...uh..."

Lin Shuhan threw the clothes on Zhu Xun directly.

Damn, crazy, a group of old men ran to the barbecue stand to drink shirtless in the cold winter.

Zhu Xun wanted to leave the table very much at this moment, pretending not to know them.

"Fuck...all of you put on your clothes, the boss dares you to leave later, you haven't had much drink yet, why are you so crazy..."

Lin Shuhan swung his arms around Zhu Xun's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Come on, Zhu Xun, let's have a few more drinks!"

Zhu Xun was shrunk by his cold arm, grabbed his soft wrist with his backhand, pressed Lin Shuhan on the table, and roughly helped Lin Shuhan put on his clothes like putting on his cousin's clothes In the end, he gave him two slaps on the cheek, but he didn't take it away at all: "Aren't you ashamed?"

Lin Shuhan grunted twice and laughed.

The smile didn't stay at the corner of his mouth for a long time, and soon froze. His eyes darkened, his mouth shrunk, and he said, "Zhu Xun, Song Shuo has ignored me these few days."

Zhu Xun: "... Ignore it and ignore it, why are you acting like a bitch?"

"Do you think he is in a relationship?" Lin Shuhan blinked his eyes with difficulty, "He leaves early and returns late every day, what is he doing? He can't be dating..."

Zhu Xun raised his forehead: "No, he's not interested in women."

After all, Song Shuo is notoriously polarized with Cheng Huan and doesn't know how to deal with girls. There are not many girls in his class, and he can't meet any opposite sex all day long, although there are always girls who want him on the confession wall at school. Contact information, but Song Shuo treated everyone equally and never added any of them.

"Then is he interested in men? He won't be gay outside, right?" Lin Shuhan walked slowly, his eyes wandering.

Zhu Xun: "How do I know this? Can you stop lying on top of me, hey who, stop taking pictures, come and help me, damn it, speechless... Oh no, what did you give him to drink? Yan Is Beijing Beer so stamina? Damn it, Lin Shuhan, don't take off my clothes..."

What saved Zhu Xun was a phone call from Cheng Huan.

"Hey! Zhu Xun! Where are you? What are you doing with Lin Shuhan? Ah?"

Zhu Xun: "..."

Cheng Huan: "Hey! Zhu Xun! Did you hear that? Is the signal bad? Zhu Xun?!"

Zhu Xun took a deep breath: "I heard it! Stop screaming!"

Cheng Huan: "...Oh, what are you doing?"

Zhu Xun: "Eat supper, where is Song Shuo? Tell him to come quickly and take this wine lunatic away. My fucking clothes will be stripped off by him."

This supper was quite thrilling and embarrassing. Zhu Xun wrapped himself tightly, huddled in the stool, and poked the corn kernels with a barbecue skewer. Lin Shuhan next to him was so drunk that his cheeks turned red and he dozed slightly. He was asleep with his eyes closed, and occasionally inaudible muttering sounds came out of his mouth.

About ten minutes later, Song Shuo came.

"Why is he drinking?" Song Shuo took Lin Shuhan's hand, he hummed twice, obediently let himself hang his arms on his shoulders, then reached out to grab his waist firmly, and lowered his head to ask Zhu Xun road.

Zhu Xun bit a piece of corn, squeezed out the sweet corn juice with his teeth, and said slowly, "Love hurts."

Song Shuo: "..."

Zhu Xun: "Don't believe me, just ask them."

Zhu Xun pointed to the melon-eating crowd who were watching coldly, and they nodded in tacit understanding.

Zhu Xun shook his legs, and sang leisurely: "Poor, infatuated, poor."

Song Shuo: "..."