why are you forcing me to study

It was too early for He Qing to return to the classroom, no one was there.

Go back to the position and take out the English vocabulary book to read.

He held the book squarely, without actually thinking of a single letter.

How could you just sleep with him like that?

It's almost crazy.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Shan Yunche came surprisingly late this morning.

Almost the entire class was basically present before he came in through the front door with his bag on his shoulders.

The classmates raised their heads to look at him.

Not the same as usual.

"Hey, it's strange, why didn't the master wear glasses today?"

"It made me almost think that the handsome guys from other classes went to the wrong classroom."

"He's ridiculously handsome without glasses. Hey, how does he look like? I'm so envious."

He Qinghui couldn't help but sneak a glance at him.

Immediately withdraw after making eye contact with him.

He went to school without glasses...

Obviously I usually wear it, why today...

He Qinghui suddenly remembered the scene he saw in the morning.

His glasses seem to be broken?

Is it...

Hold! !

Shame! !

He Qinghui's forehead began to sweat, and the hand holding the vocabulary book began to tremble.

Shan Yunche sat down beside him as if nothing had happened, and noticed something strange about him.

So she stretched out two fingers to stick on his forehead, and asked him, "Are you uncomfortable?"

He Qinghui trembled, and stammered: "Ah? Ah, no, no."

Subconsciously leaned back.

"Why is your face so red?"

He Qing thought back and said, big brother, didn't you ask this question knowingly! !

Why do you say I blush! !

That's right, that's right, Shan Yunche asked questions knowingly.

Just trying to tease/teasing him.

It made He Qing completely unable to concentrate when returning to class.

As long as the elbow accidentally collided with him, I felt uncomfortable.

In Chinese class, while Teacher Zhang turned his head to write on the blackboard, He Qinghui quietly moved the stool away a little distance away, and his body followed suit.

You have to... keep your distance from him.

He Qinghui tried his best not to make any noise.

Shan Yunche could see all his little moves.

After Mr. Zhang finished writing on the blackboard, he took the book and went to the back row.

So Shan Yunche bent over, stretched out his hand to grab the horizontal bar next to He Qinghui's stool, and pulled hard towards him.

He Qinghui almost ran into him.

I could barely breathe.

"What are you hiding?"

He Qinghui's cheeks became even redder, "I... didn't hide, I just felt a little crowded hahaha, don't you think so, hahaha..."

"do not think so."

"..."

The smile froze on his face.

Extremely embarrassing.

He Qinghui decided to go back today and change his screen name to "He Awkward".

I'm afraid this planet is really not suitable for him to stay any longer.

Finally made it through the difficult morning, when the bell rang, He Qinghui took his coat and ran away.

After rushing to the cafeteria to finish his meal, he flew back to the dormitory to get a basin and shower gel, and was going to take a good shower in the big bathhouse.

The smell of alcohol in this body is really too big.

...didn't take a shower last night for some unexplainable reason.

It really doesn't work if you don't wash it.

It's outrageous.

As soon as the door of the dormitory was opened, it was the same mess that I saw in the morning.

He Qinghui stood there blankly for a while.

Some vague fragments of memory flooded up.

Last night, they seemed to go from... the door, to the bed...

Clothes will be off soon...

! ! ! !What are you thinking!

Stop thinking about it! !

Forget about it!Forget it all! !

He Qinghui shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of all the shameful images in his head.

bath!Yes, take a shower!Go get the basin and go to the bathhouse!Hahaha go!

There are quite a lot of boarding students going to take a shower at noon.

He Qinghui took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Butt/butt is still very sore.

……Hold.

He stood under one of the shower heads and let the hot water rush straight over his head.

Luo Xiaoyao took a shower standing next to him at the shower head, staring at him for a long time.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Xiaoyao still couldn't hold back and patted him, "Brother Hui."

He Qing glanced at him, feeling a little strange, "What... what's wrong?"

"Uh..." Luo Xiaoyao's expression was very complicated, and his eyes moved down from his face, "I feel that the weather is not so hot now, are there so many mosquitoes in your dormitory?"

"Ah?" He Qinghui looked confused, "What mosquitoes, there are no mosquitos in our dormitory."

"Uh...how about you look down..."

what.

He Qinghui lowered his head and took a look at himself——

"Fuck me!!!"

Damn!

No wonder many people looked at him strangely when he came in...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Luo Xiaoyao continued to kindly remind: "That...you also have..."

He Qing replied: "..."

Luo Xiaoyao: "Why don't I send you some mosquito coils at night, our dormitory still has unused."

He Qinghui just wants to die now.

"Ahh, Shan Yunche, you bastard, I'm going to kill you!!"