The gentleman, he is spoiled

During the meal break, Wen Liangcheng had just taken a bite, and Qi Yu, the king of gossip, patted him on the back in a fuss again: "Liangcheng!" Maybe Qi Yu was too excited and used a little force, and Wen Liangcheng was directly swallowed by the rice grains before he could swallow it. Choking, coughing tears almost come out.

Da Pan on the side quickly calmed down Wen Liangcheng, and beat Qi Yu on the head by the way: "Can you not be surprised when he is eating!"

Qi Yu resentfully sat opposite, and poured a glass of water for Wen Liangcheng: "Then I am in a hurry."

Wen Liangcheng's eyes were red after recovering, his long eyelashes were wet, and he looked pitiful.

Seeing this, Cheng Lei quickly handed over another tissue, looked at Qi Yu with a grumbling expression on his face, "Can you change your bad habit of getting started just by saying something?"

"I, I'm fine, what do you want to tell me?" Wen Liangcheng waved his hand, motioning for the two to let Qi Yu talk.

Qi Yu shook his mobile phone, with an excited expression on his face: "Our instructor is on the forum again!"

"How, how is it possible!" Hearing this, Wen Liangcheng almost choked. There is absolutely no loophole in the program he designed.

Qi Yu handed the photo in front of the three of them, squinted his eyes at Wen Liangcheng and said, "To be precise, you two are the ones who became popular, but the key words are all about the famous computer science master!"

Wen Liangcheng looked at the photo with doubts, and his face turned red when he looked at it. This turned out to be the photo of Qiao Huan feeding himself toffee just now, and Qiao Moumou was smiling very softly after the photo, and his eyes were very doting.

Qi Yu flipped through the posts, with a smirk on his face: "Also, almost all of the replies are CP, milk dog shou, gentle attack~"

Wen Liangcheng blinked his eyes in bewilderment: "The milk dog suffers? Gentle attack? What do you mean? Did they call me a... dog?"

The three of them: "..." They forgot that their great master is whiter than blank paper, and his emotional intelligence is even worse than negative.

Qi Yu thought for a while, and said directly: "Instructor Qiao is on the top, and you are on the bottom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Da Pan slapped him directly: "If you say something nonsense in front of Liangcheng, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

Wen Liangcheng scratched the back of his head, but still didn't understand.

After eating, they had to go to the military training ground to play songs. Although Wen Liangcheng still resisted from the bottom of his heart, he got acquainted with it after a few days, and his social fear was not particularly serious recently. It's not that nervous anymore, but the premise is that Qi Yu and the others must be by the side.

But tonight was a bit different from usual. The chief instructor said that he wanted to see how they were going forward while it was still dark.

However, everyone looked at the mobile phone in their pockets and was a little worried, because the military training uniform was relatively loose, and the mobile phone was too heavy, so it would inevitably have some impact, so they put their mobile phones underground not far from the phalanx during the day, but this day It's almost dark, who can rest assured to put the phone directly on the ground!

While discussing what to do, Qiao Huan found a cloth bag from nowhere, and said to them, "Leave your cell phone with me first, and come get it when you're done."

Just after finishing speaking, everyone put their mobile phones in one after another. With Wen Liangcheng's character, he was naturally the last one, but when he arrived, he saw Qiao Huan fasten his pocket. at a loss.

"The bag is full, so your phone has to be put in my pocket." Qiao Huan smiled.

Wen Liangcheng nodded, and handed over the phone: "Then thank you, Instructor Qiao."

Qiao Huan looked at his hands holding the cloth bag, then looked at his coat pocket and said to Wen Liangcheng, "I can't move my hands, you put them in by yourself."

Wen Liangcheng had no choice but to move a little bit in front of Qiao Huan, raised his head carefully and stretched out his hand to unbutton Qiao Huan's chest pocket. He could even feel Qiao Huan's warm breath. Such a distance...As expected, his heartbeat He started to speed up again, and before his face turned red, Wen Liangcheng quickly stuffed the phone into Qiao Huan's pocket, nodded politely, and trotted all the way back to gather.

Qiao Huan looked at the small back, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, holding the cloth bag for the cell phone with one hand, and put the cell phone on his chest into his trouser pocket.

After the dissolution, everyone went to get their mobile phones, but when he arrived in Wenliang City, he found that the student who handed out the mobile phone was not Qiao Huan, and the empty bag also reminded him that his mobile phone was still on Qiao Huan.

Wen Liangcheng had no choice but to step forward and ask the classmate, "Please, may I ask, did you see where Instructor Qiao went?"

"Going over there, it's only been a few minutes." The classmate pointed in a direction.

Wen Liangcheng thanked him, and hurriedly chased in that direction, before telling Qi Yu and the others in time.

After chasing out of the military training ground, Wen Liangcheng saw the tall and obvious figure, but he didn't dare to call Qiao Huan directly for fear of attracting other people's attention, so he could only follow behind him not far or near, secretly brewing in his heart How to open the mouth countless times, but several eager to try all ended in failure.

Wen Liangcheng looked at the back of the person walking calmly in front of him, and sighed annoyedly, wondering if he couldn't turn his head!

After following the instructor's apartment downstairs, there was almost no one around. Seeing that Qiao Huan was about to go in, Wen Liangcheng shouted anxiously: "Joe, instructor Qiao!" Although the voice was not loud.

Qiao Huan smiled and stopped, thinking that the kid would be afraid to make a sound when he entered, so he turned his head to look at the person who was slowly trotting towards him, pretending to be puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Wen Liangcheng faltered and said: "That, that, my phone is still with you..."

Qiao Huan suddenly realized: "Oh, yes" but he didn't seem to take out the phone at all, but approached Wenliang City step by step.

Wen Liangcheng was a little overwhelmed, so he had no choice but to keep backing away until he was cornered, but Wen Liangcheng still retreated as much as possible.

Qiao Huan propped his hands on both sides of the wall, looked at the little one enclosed by him, and said in a low voice, "Take it yourself."

Wen Liangcheng raised his head in wonder, Qiao Huan glanced down at the pocket of his trousers, only then did Wen Liangcheng realize what he meant, and suddenly felt a little angry, taking out the phone can still tire him?

But there was no other way, Wen Liangcheng had no choice but to be obedient. After all, it was his mobile phone. His back was slightly away from the wall, and he reached for Qiao Huan's trouser pocket, but the distance was too close, and his face was almost pressed against Qiao Huan's chest. What's the matter, and the air is getting hotter and hotter?

After finally taking it out, Wen Liangcheng heaved a sigh of relief, and wanted to bend over to escape the narrow space, but just as Taxia took a small step forward, Qiao Huan pressed his shoulder with one hand and pushed it back.

Wen Liangcheng was looking puzzled, and Qiao Huan said, "Don't delete it" in a gentle voice.

Wen Liangcheng's eyes dodged: "What, what do you mean?" How could he know that he deleted it, Wen Liangcheng was a little surprised.

Qiao Huan took another step closer to Wenliang City, lowered his head and closed his eyes, gently rubbed the tip of his nose against the brim of his hat, and the sweet fragrance of coconut milk entered his nostrils: "I said this post is not allowed to be deleted."

Wen Liangcheng took a sneak peek. From his angle, he could just see Qiao Huan's sharp jaw line and slightly raised mouth corners. Inexplicably, he felt that the temperature around him was gradually rising, and so was the temperature on his face. His face must be hot by now.

Dazed for a while, Wen Liangcheng pushed Qiao Huan away, and said while walking in a panic, "I, I seem to have a fever. I, I have to go back and take medicine."

After finishing speaking, Wen Liangcheng ran away without looking back. He pressed his beating heart, touched his hot cheek, and said to himself: "Yes, I must have a cold. Fever, and then caused arrhythmia"

As soon as Wen Liangcheng returned to the dormitory, he began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

"Liangcheng, where have you been?" Qi Yu looked curiously at the busy Wenliangcheng.

Wen Liangcheng didn't answer Qi Yu's question, but instead asked, "Do you have antipyretics? I seem to have a fever."

As soon as these words were said, Da Pan and Cheng Lei hurriedly came together: "Does your body hurt? How can you have a fever? Could it be that you are freezing?" Then he touched Wen Liangcheng's forehead with his hands, then frowned and said: " It's not hot, it's cooler than my hand."

After hearing what Da Pan said, Wen Liangcheng raised his hand to touch his face again, and sure enough, the temperature was not as hot as before, so he whispered wonderingly: "But it was really hot just now..."

After turning off the lights and going to bed, Wen Liangcheng huddled under the quilt, couldn't help but enter the school forum after thinking for a long time, clicked on the photo, secretly clicked to save to the album, and then buckled the phone lock screen on his chest.

After this series of actions were completed, Wen Liangcheng scratched his hair in boredom again. Someone who couldn't figure out why he did such a weird thing again turned around and went to Meng Zhou Gong.

The next day was the same as usual, Wen Liangcheng, who was sleeping drowsily, was dragged away by Qi Yu again. "Hey, I didn't say, why is Liangcheng like this every morning, so lethargic, there must be something wrong with it." Qi Yu looked at someone who was sleeping next to him in the morning.

Da Pan clicked his tongue, and said in a disgusted tone: "He spends his brains every day, thinking he is the same as you, he has no brains at all."

Qi Yu: "..."

When they disbanded at noon, Wen Liangcheng habitually walked around with his pockets, but took out two pieces of toffee that Qiao Huan fed him last time, and a note with simple and neat handwriting: "Two pieces a day, no eat a lot"

Wen Liangcheng's eyes were surprised, when did he let him in?

Then he peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth, muttering in a low voice, "I just gave me two pieces, how can I eat more..."

After this day, two pieces of toffee really appeared in Wenliangcheng's clothes pocket every day like a magic trick, and every time he looked at Qiao Huan, he looked calm as if I hadn't done anything, but Wenliangcheng got used to it After all, this candy is really delicious. He is still looking forward to it every day, and every time he touches two pieces of toffee in his pocket, he feels inexplicably in a good mood, but it must be because the candy is so delicious. he thought so.