The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

Lan Qing came over and took the medicinal wine.

He Jiao lay down on the bed with his buttocks up, so that he could see the bruises on his legs clearly.

Of course, I also saw other things clearly.

Lan Qing frowned, once again suspecting that this guy was deliberately seducing him.

"You can't behave like this." Lan Qing said while applying medicine to the back of his thigh.

"What's wrong? It's more convenient for you to apply the medicine for me." He Jiao said in a serious manner, as if Lan Qing was thinking too much.

Lan Qing poured a lot of medicinal wine into his heart, covered his bruises, and quickly rubbed it up and down. After the heat was generated, the hot medicinal effect slowly entered the skin.

Although Lan Qing was very reluctant to look at it, he still accidentally saw his pair of yellow and orange SpongeBob SquarePants underpants.

"Did you change your underwear?"

"No change."

What He Jiao said was so natural, Lan Qing couldn't help but frowned, how could underwear like underwear not be changed every day?

"You're not too dirty." Lan Qing moved his head back a little, as if he was afraid that SpongeBob SquarePants would be infected by bacteria if he got too close to him.

"How come? Do you change your underwear every day?" He Jiao seemed to ask an incredible question.

Lan Qing thought to herself: Is it unbelievable that you don't change your underwear every day?

"What a waste of water." He Jiao said.

Lan Qing rolled her eyes at his butt, got up and twisted the lid of the medicinal wine.

"All right."

"Thank you." He Jiao stood up straight with his back supported.

"Put on your pants, and you still have time to eat quickly. I'm going to pass out in class later, and I won't help you with shopping." Lan Qing warned.

"No problem!" He Jiao put on the pair of black pajama pants he gave.

The fabric is soft and comfortable.

Although it looks a little soft, it doesn't matter, it's just comfortable.

Just when he was about to go out like this, Lan Qing grabbed his back collar.

"Are you going out like this?"

"if not?"

"You are wearing pajama pants." Lan Qing pointed at his pants.

"What's the matter? They're all black, aren't the sweatpants also black? Don't tell me no one will know." He Jiao walked out as he spoke. If he didn't leave, it would be too late for breakfast later.

In just 10 minutes in the morning, He Jiao had already stepped on several landmines from Lan Qing.

He Jiao is sloppy.

He Jiao is slovenly.

He Jiao is shameless.

When Lan Qing came to the classroom, she saw a group of girls surrounded her place.

Ordinary girls would not dare to surround him next to him.

Now, it is completely surrounded.

Lan Qing's eyelids twitched.

He walked over, and when someone saw him, he whispered to the girl next to him, "The president is here, the president is here."

A few girls looked back, and there was a gap.

Lan Qing saw a soaring cannon on He Jiao's head.

It was tied with a pink rubber band, and there were two small balls beside it.

What shape is this...

He Jiao's hair is a bit long, and the curly hair looks particularly messy.

He borrowed a rubber band from his female classmate.

Then magically chatted with the female classmates.

After coming and going, he somehow became the group favorite of the female students.

They saw that he drank a cup of soy milk and ate a meat bun in the morning, and they thought it was too little.

Just donate all your snacks.

He now holds tea eggs in his left hand and coconut toast in his right.

There is also a cup of rose tea made by a female classmate in front of her.

This life is infinitely better——

"Hi, tablemate, are you here? Do you want to eat? This toast is delicious, and it's full of shredded coconut." He Jiao handed over the half-eaten bread.

How could Lan Qing eat it?

With his cleanliness obsession, it is impossible for him to eat what other people have eaten.

"Don't eat."

After Lan Qing came, the girls didn't dare to get close to his position, and all walked to He Jiao's side.

"If you don't eat, I'll finish." He Jiao stuffed the small half of the bread into his mouth.

A girl next to him inserted a straw into the milk.

Ask friendly: "Do you want to have a bite?"

He also asked politely, after all, he only had one carton of milk in his hand.

For such a friendly question, ten people would say no thanks.

But He Jiao stretched out his head unceremoniously, and bit his straw and took a big gulp.

"Delicious!"

The girl was also surprised, but immediately smiled and handed him the milk.

"I'll give you all the delicious drinks, I still have them in my bag."

"Thank you." He Jiao was not polite at all.

Lan Qing hesitated to speak beside him, where's his face?

"Here you candy." Another girl put a few candies on his table.

"This chocolate is also delicious."

"This biscuit is imported, it's super good."

Those girls are like a competition to see who has the most snacks, and they give him food one by one.

Lan Qing finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He said, "It's time for class."

"The class bell hasn't rung yet." He Jiao said.

Lan Qing looked over with displeasure.

The girls immediately returned to their places.

He Jiao thought he wanted to eat his snacks, and said generously, "Want to eat? Eat whatever you want."

"do not want!"

Lan Qing opened the drawer, touched the drawer, and found that the notebook on duty was missing.

No one in the class dared to touch his things.

Except for this newcomer.

"Did you take my notebook?"

"No, what am I doing with your notebook?" He Jiao said while eating.

At this time, the school bell rang.

Lan Qing immediately said: "Put away your snacks."

"Alright!" He Jiao opened the drawer and was about to put things into the drawer.

Lan Qing saw his duty notebook in his drawer at a glance!

Lan Qing reached out and took it.

"What is this?" Lan Qing tapped his fingers on his notebook.

He Jiao's eyes widened, he had completely forgotten about this...

He looks at his fingers on his notebook.

Lan Qing's fingers are long and distinct, just like the hands of the hero in the comics.

"Your hands are so pretty." He Jiao praised in a low voice.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to compare with him.

His hands are not as big as Lan Qing's.

"Your hands are prettier than mine."

Lan Qing looked at him coldly, he was talking about the notebook, but he just stared at his hand.

Lan Qing raised his hand and knocked his hand off the notebook.

At this time the teacher came in, and he didn't pursue him for stealing the notebook for the time being.

He opened his notebook and was about to write today's date.

Just see the side on the left, which is the content registered yesterday.

The four corners of the page are painted with flowers and small animals.

Around the name He Jiao, there are peach hearts painted on it.

The whole page looks fancy.

"He Jiao!" Lan Qing gritted his teeth and called him in a low voice.

"Yes." He Jiao replied with a smile.

"Get out of here!"

"Get into your heart?" He Jiao smirked.

Lan Qing closed her lips tightly, stretched out her hand and twisted hard on his thigh.

"Ah!" He Jiao cried out in pain.

The teacher and classmates all looked over.

Lan Qing put on a nonchalant face, and said impartially, "He Jiao made a lot of noise in class, and he was fined to stand for a class, so go to the door."

"Ah?" He Jiao was about to argue.

Lan squinted his eyes and said, "You want me to tie you up?"

"No, no need..."