boyfriend provoked by roommate

Adapting from a free schedule to getting up early and going to class early is a very painful thing. Zhu Xun turned off the alarm clock next to his ear, sat up, and then crawled over to push Cheng Huan's quilt away: "Wake up."

Cheng Huan rubbed her head against the pillow, and pressed Zhu Xun into her arms.

"Wake up, it's the last day of the day, there must be a roll call." Zhu Xun pinched his chest.

Cheng Huan let out a cry of pain, and then said tiredly, "I don't want to go..."

Both of them are tall, squeezed into the narrow bed, clinging to each other, Zhu Xun pushed him: "Hurry up, there will be no time for breakfast later."

"Lie down again, skip breakfast." Cheng Huan closed his eyes and remained motionless, only his Adam's apple was vibrating with the low voice.

The struggle after the seventh day of the morning requires a lot of perseverance. Zhu Xun sighed and said, "But I am very hungry. I will have a stomachache if I don't have breakfast and morning training later."

After struggling for about three seconds, Cheng Huan sat up and said, "Let's go."

Recently, at the end of the semester, several people who have been mixed for a semester have begun to hurry up and read books. Zhu Xun and the others have more theoretical exams this semester than before. Cheng Huan's head hurts. sleep.

Compared with the tired final exams of physical education students, Lin Shuhan's college is much easier. The most difficult exam subject is the minor exam. But when everyone else is struggling, Lin Shuhan sits on his boy's chair with a watermelon popsicle in his mouth. My friend was waiting for homework, and seeing Song Shuo write the program, Lin Shuhan had to sigh that he was too prescient, so he chose Song Shuo’s major as a minor in his sophomore year. You can easily pass the whole semester and the end of the semester.

After eating the last bite of the watermelon popsicle, he leaned over and asked, "Song Shuo, haven't you finished copying your thesis yet?"

Song Shuo nodded.

"Then let me write your thesis for you. Let's go out to eat later." Lin Shuhan took out the gel pen in the pencil case to fill up Song Shuo's paper. He wrote most of it. Lin Shuhan stared at Song Shuo delicately. The handwriting fell into contemplation.

"I can't write your beautiful handwriting." Lin Shuhan complained.

Song Shuo: "I'll just write it myself later. You can play with your mobile phone and it will be done right away."

Lin Shuhan clicked his tongue: "You will make me a waste later, no, I will write according to your handwriting."

He was lying on the table, his round chin was squeezed, Song Shuo stretched out his hand to pinch it, Lin Shuhan looked over with bright eyes, pursed his mouth, and asked, "Pinch my double chin."

Song Shuo chuckled, "No double chin."

Lin Shuhan turned around again, and continued to imitate Song Shuo's handwriting stroke by stroke. Song Shuo was distracted by his good looks, and stretched out his hand to wrap around Lin Shuhan's waist, then reached in and squeezed Lin Shuhan. The little belly, with a circle of soft meat, feels very good when pinched.

This time, Lin Shuhan turned her head resentfully: "Song Shuo, pinch my belly."

Song Shuo didn't deny it this time: "It's very soft."

Lin Shuhan threw his pen angrily: "I knew you thought I was fat."

Song Shuo: "...No."

They have a scale in bed. Lin Shuhan found out when he weighed himself in the morning. He has been raised very well recently, and he has gained five catties. He sighed: "Song Shuo, no matter how fat I am, you will lose weight." You can't hold me anymore, and then I'll be fat and stupid, and you'll go find another little boy..."

Song Shuo: "..."

Song Shuo began to regret why he had to touch it with multiple hands.

Lin Shuhan: "Whoa, I want to lose weight!"

Song Shuo: "?"

Lin Shuhan: "From now on, I will do the [-]-kilometer run by myself. I want to lose weight!"

Song Shuo: "... This semester has already run, and there will be no [-]-kilometer run in the next semester."

Lin Shuhan: "Then I'll go play with Zhu Xun for evening training."

Song Shuo: "They're already at the end of the semester, today is the last day of evening training."

Lin Shuhan: "Then I, then I'll go to the gym."

Song Shuo grabbed Lin Shuhan's hand and gently kneaded it: "Actually, there is another way to exercise."

Lin Shuhan glanced at him: "Song Shuo! You have learned from Cheng Huan!"

Unable to resist Lin Shuhan, who was provoked by her boyfriend, Song Shuo led him to the gym that he had applied for before. Lin Shuhan felt as if he had been pumped, and went straight to the treadmill as soon as he entered.

Song Shuo reached out to help him turn off the treadmill, and said, "Let's do belly crunches if you have a thin belly."

"Is it difficult?" Lin Shuhan followed Song Shuo and sat next to the belly curling machine. He was limp and had no strength, so Song Shuo helped him up.

Song Shuo supported his waist: "It's not difficult, hold your head tightly."

Lin Shuhan chuckled: "Song Shuo, your tone is similar to when you asked me to hug my legs tightly."

Song Shuo: "...Do you still want to exercise?"

Lin Shuhan: "Think about it."

The passion was gone by five crunches, Song Shuo supported Lin Shuhan's limp waist: "Do one more."

Lin Shuhan looked up, out of breath, and asked in an eager tone, "Have I lost weight in my belly?"

Song Shuo: "...only made five."

Lin Shuhan was discouraged and rolled aside: "I'm so tired, how about resting for a while?"

Song Shuo helped him wipe the sweat off his forehead, got up and said, "You lie down and buy you a bottle of water."

Lin Shuhan hummed and chirped in response.

There were too many people working hard around, and Lin Shuhan felt a little uncomfortable. He got up, touched his sore abdomen, looked around, and walked towards the vending machine in a spirited manner.

Song Shuo was entangled by a fitness beauty with big breasts and slender waist. The other party was very hot, and he posted it while talking. Song Shuo politely backed away, and was about to reject the other party's enthusiasm for inviting him to drink coffee, when suddenly a middle sentence came from behind. Angrily shouted: "Song Shuo!"

Song Shuo turned around and looked, Lin Shuhan was approaching fiercely with her waist in her arms: "Who is she?"

Song Shuo shook his head: "I don't know."

Lin Shuhan took a look at the beauty, she was wearing a sports bra, showing a beautiful vest line, she was tall and straight, with a playful smile on her mouth, she glanced at Lin Shuhan up and down, and even took a step to follow Song Shuo stood closer, Lin Shu didn't let out his breath, and pulled Song Shuo behind her: "What do you want from my boyfriend?"

The beauty smiled, walked up to Song Shuo, and asked softly, "Add a WeChat account? I'll treat you to coffee next time."

Song Shuo: "No need, I have something to do with my boyfriend."

Lin Shuhan was greatly irritated by the beauty of the waistcoat line. He gritted his teeth and did more than [-] abdominal crunches at a time.

Song Shuo turned his head and glanced at the person on his back. The hair on his forehead was all wet with sweat. He asked distressedly, "Are you tired?"

Lin Shuhan let out a sigh of relief.

Song Shuo: "I won't come tomorrow."

Lin Shuhan: "I'm coming."

Song Shuo: "Aren't you tired?"

Lin Shuhan spoke softly, and the heat was in Song Shuo's ears: "I also want to have small abdominal muscles... I won't let others buy you coffee..."

Song Shuo chuckled, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat crayfish, the ones without shells?"

"You! You're dead!" Lin Shuhan said angrily, raised his fist and hit Song Shuo, and then said slowly, "Eat..."