boyfriend provoked by roommate

Cheng Huan went to the hospital to stay with him, and there were only Song Shuo and Lin Shuhan left in the dormitory. Suddenly, it became deserted. Lin Shuhan felt bored, so he took out his mobile phone and earphones and sat at the table to record a song quietly. It was his favorite song recently. An old love song.

Lin Shuhan learned the guitar outside for a year when she was a freshman, and she struggled to learn the chords of this song, and she was not proficient in changing them.

Song Shuo came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Lin Shuhan practicing the piano, standing quietly behind him.

Lin Shuhan's voice is very crisp, full of youthful feeling, and her words are mellow when singing: "We never say the reason, that sentence I love you, it always seems to lack courage, others say that the relationship between me and you, there is no People believe that only caring~”

(Originally sung by Fan Weiqi "Right and Wrong Question")

Song Shuo rubbed his hair expressionlessly until Lin Shuhan sang the whole song while playing the piano, and then whispered, "It's very nice."

Lin Shuhan was taken aback by him: "Damn it, when did you come?"

Song Shuo recalled: "'I love you' came at that time."

Lin Shuhan: "...can you stop being so gay."

Song Shuo frowned: "What gay?"

Lin Shuhan's face became very strange, and he waved his hands: "It's nothing, I'm going to take a bath."

Song Shuo didn't know why, so he turned to let Lin Shuhan walk over. He glanced at the guitar score on Lin Shuhan's desk, hung the towel around his neck on the stool, and sat down.

As soon as Lin Shuhan came out of the shower, what he saw was this picture——

Song Shuo is tall, bends his body, and puts the guitar on his lap. Even those with long hands and feet can touch the strings of the guitar without attaching themselves. His fingers are white and clean, hanging on the strings of the guitar. He is probably Lin Shu Han's favorite hexagram of the kind of manual control that he found on the Internet, just by looking at his hands, he can imagine how superior this person is, but Lin Shuhan didn't need to imagine, he looked up Move, and saw Song Shuo's handsome face full of anger.

Although the School of Computer Science has no girls, there are many handsome guys, and Song Shuo is the most handsome among them. Another handsome guy, if Song Shuo hadn't kept a low profile in school, probably there would be no fewer girls who pounced on him than Cheng Huan's.

"We never said that reason, that sentence I love you, always seems to have lost courage, others say that the relationship between me and you, no one believes, only concern."

His voice was much lower than Lin Shuhan's, and he sang as if he was whispering.

Lin Shuhan, a sophomore student at the School of Chinese Language and Culture, pondered for a while and came up with an adjective:

It's so fucking good.

"Cough cough."

Song Shuo turned to look at him: "Did you finish washing?"

Lin Shuhan rubbed her hair: "I've run out of shower gel, I'll use yours."

He sniffed his wrist and said, "It's quite fragrant."

Song Shuo was tuning Lin Shuhan's chords, he raised his head and said, "I'll hear it."

When Lin Shuhan put his hand in front of Song Shuo's nose, he faintly felt something was wrong, especially when Song Shuo brought the tip of his nose to his wrist in the next second, breathing warmly.

He suddenly remembered the voice that Zhu Xun sent today: "Lin Shuhan, I heard that you and Song Shuo almost had sex in the dormitory?"

"……Oh shit."

Song Shuo frowned: "What are you doing?"

Lin Shuhan blushed and turned away: "It's okay."

Said it was all right, at night when Lin Shuhan was sleeping, wrapped in a quilt, he curled up on his bed, the air conditioner was whistling, Song Shuo glanced at the reading, and then at Lin Shuhan.

"Hello." Song Shuo called him, "Are you cold?"

Lin Shuhan covered her icy hands with a crunchy nest, and then popped out a small head: "It's not cold."

Song Shuo nodded, "Okay."

About five or six minutes later, Lin Shuhan popped up another little head: "Song Shuo, are you asleep?"

Song Shuo: "No."

Lin Shuhan: "I'm cold..."

Song Shuo: "..."

Song Shuo helped Lin Shuhan tuck the quilt carefully, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what you are doing."

Lin Shuhan clicked his tongue and said dissatisfiedly: "After Cheng Huan saw it that day, he spread it everywhere."

Song Shuo: "What do you see?"

Lin Shuhan: "..."

Song Shuo: "?"

Lin Shuhan: "Do you have to tell me?"

Song Shuo: "."

Lin Shuhan: "I saw you pinching my nipples."

Song Shuo: "..."

The two of them squeezed together on the same bed, with their bodies close to each other, and the atmosphere became a little delicate.

Song Shuo: "Then what did he preach?"

Lin Shuhan was furious: "Say we are gay!"

Song Shuo: "Isn't he more basic than Zhu Xun?"

Lin Shuhan: "It seems so."

Especially after Zhu Xun was injured, Cheng Huan waited on him for eating, drinking and drinking, and he had to squeeze a bed to accompany him. It's a joke, how can there be two big straight men who don't sleep on two beds and insist on squeezing together Sticking to it, it's so fucking weird, Lin Shuhan complained silently in his heart, and felt a lot better.

Song Shuo's stomach and arms were hard, Lin Shuhan twisted his body uncomfortably, and complained: "You are so hard."

Song Shuo: "..."

Lin Shuhan hugged her head in pain: "Fuck, you're so gay! How about I sleep in Zhu Xun's bed?"