break the leg, climb up the bunk

After finally returning to the office, Mo Yiqiu hurriedly turned on the air conditioner and opened the windows to let in some air. The office in the school is not good at all. As long as no one uses it for two or three days, you can smell the smell when you open the door again. musty.

Originally, this office was shared by an old professor and Xiao Xia, and Xiao Xia was appointed by the old man to be a teaching assistant in the Department of Computer Science, but it turned out that the professor had basically never used this office, and his lover was a stern man, Mo Yiqiu Every time you come, you have to turn into a hardworking bee.

Dust dust here, sweep cobwebs there, wipe the table outside, mop the floor inside... Mo Yiqiu was so busy that there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead. If there were girls present, there was a high probability Nine will scream again, because handsome men sweating is also a kind of sexy.

Zhuang Zixia sat behind the desk like an old man. He took a book from the folder at hand and read it. He planned to rest for a while and prepare the test papers for the students.

But seeing Mo Yiqiu busying himself inside and out, he also knew that his lover disliked cleaning in summer, so he put down his book and followed Mo Yiqiu like an inspection, walking around with his hands in his hands. Still holding a tissue in his pocket, he took advantage of the time to wipe Yiqiu's sweat.

Mo Yiqiu was mopping the ground, and a tail followed him and stepped on it. His feet were all over the ground. He just straightened up and raised his face when Zhuang Zixia stretched out a tissue to wipe his forehead. And sweat beads on the tip of the nose.

"Pfft...Xiao Xia, please do me a favor, go and sit down! If it really hurts me, just take off your clothes and let me change them. You're sweating, it's so sticky..."

Pulling the neckline of the T-shirt, Mo Yiqiu felt hot, so he simply took off his clothes. The back of the T-shirt was already soaked, and it was obvious that there was a trace of sweat stains. Definitely worse than death.

So he took aim at Zhuang Zixia's clean and fresh clothes, thinking about how to take off Xiao Xia's clothes, and continued to mop the floor clean with his hands.

Zhuang Zixia didn't make a sound when he heard the words. He knew about his lover's troubles, but it was really difficult for him to wear that almost wet T-shirt. A shirt came over to deal with the situation at this time.

Slowly took out the plain shirt from the cabinet and placed it on the clean table. Although it was long-sleeved, the style was casual and thin, and the sleeves could be rolled up. Zhuang Zixia maintained a calm expression of the highest level. Mo Yiqiu, who was steaming all over, didn't speak.

"...Xiao Xia, are you despising me? You actually despise my clothes. Just wait, I will come to seek revenge on you later."

Mo Yiqiu straightened up, put his elbows on the mop stick, and raised his thick black eyebrows in dissatisfaction. Seeing that Xiao Xia didn't express his opinion at all, he snorted, accelerated the speed of mopping the floor, and then went outside with the mop .

Zhuang Zixia pushed his glasses, lowered his head and continued to read, waited until Yiqiu went out to wash the mop, washed his hands, then washed his face, and used cold water to remove the sweat. When he came in again, it would definitely be 6 minutes later, which was enough time for him Read two pages.

Sure enough, just 6 minutes later, Mo Yiqiu, who was full of moisture, came back, closed the door behind him, and before he could get close to Zhuang Zixia, he swooped in and hugged Zhuang Zixia directly, and sat on his lap, sitting on his lap. The computer chair under it couldn't bear the force, and it creaked and shook desperately.

"Hey! Dislike me... hum!"

Mo Yiqiu lowered his head, ~~~~

"Don't dislike it!"

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"Hmph! It's just disgusting..."

Mo Yiqiu refused to accept it, took advantage of the gap to take a breath, and continued to be dissatisfied and complained,~~

"Don't make trouble!...I really don't dislike it. Do you think that skull dress suits my style?"

Zhuang Zixia explained helplessly, and by the way cast a glance at the black T-shirt that had been thrown on the corner of the desk, and was incapable of accepting the not-too-exaggerated skull.

He is very indulgent towards the childish Yiqiu. Seeing Mo Yiqiu pouted childishly, Zhuang Zixia felt very helpless and soft-hearted, so he had to block it with his mouth again, so as to give the big pet a smooth ride. Besides.

The two kissed again, and just when they were about to get serious, Mo Yiqiu's cell phone rang loudly, which was very clear in the office where there were only ambiguous voices, and the sudden ringtone even made Zhuang Mo jump.

With a steady mind, they all turned their eyes to the mobile phone next to the computer, which Mo Yiqiu had put there just now, but now it was vibrating and making noise like crazy.