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The black pen twirls and jumps between the fingers, leaving visible afterimages of motion. I don’t know if the mung bean porridge is too refreshing, or Lin Jiuxin’s nonsense is in his mind. Since returning to the bedroom, Xie Lin has not entered a question.

Either turning the pen, or glancing at someone who is just short of a leaf on his crotch from time to time.

Xie Lin believes that when most people go home, even if they subtract the clothes on their bodies, they won't be able to take off their clothes to be almost naked. A naked boy who only wears boxer angles, no, and is still riding a horse is just in front of his eyes. swinging around...

They don't see each other well, at least there is still a vest, and the relationship has eased, even the fucking vest is gone? ?

"Hey," Xie Lin couldn't bear it anymore, and told him, "I'm catching a cold, don't take off so naked."

"It's hot, put it on later." Lin Jiuxin sprinted to the upper bunk, supported the edge of the bed with one hand, pressed one knee up, the inner side of the thigh was opened to the maximum extent, and the panties were still loose...

Xie Lin was glancing over from behind, the words that should be said suddenly stuck in his throat.

He threw the pen and put it on his forehead.

After a while, he sat up, not like before, his eyes were glued to Lin Jiuxin's body tightly: "Are you burning again?"

The other party looked back at Xie Lin: "...No."

Seeing Lin Jiuxin jumping out of bed and going to take off the vest next to the pillow, Xie Lin picked up the pen and began to read the question again: "Come here and let me touch it."

One arm stretches out, snaps fingers that way.

No movement.

After drawing a horizontal line under a string of English attributive clauses, Xie Lin turned his head to look at the person.

Lin Jiuxin didn't move at all.

"Come here." Xie Lin raised his voice a notch.

As if out of some unknown resistance, Lin Jiuxin rubbed the soles of his shoes, making an irritating sticky sound.

When he was about to arrive, Xie Lin pulled him past.

Xie Lin's palms are very warm, but the back of his hands is too cold. In Lin Jiuxin's feelings, this is the double world of ice and fire, and the stimulation of double materials. Perhaps for the sake of precision, Xie Lin touched his neck and face twice, using his hands front and back respectively. On both sides, when being touched and trembling, Lin Jiuxin couldn't help it anymore: "How did you practice this stunt?"

Feeling that his fever had subsided, Xie Lin immediately went to hold the pen again and straighten the paper.

"Wu Qian wants to hide her illness from you if she has nothing to do. To save money, she doesn't see a doctor. A minor ailment has become serious. You are also full of blood. BUFF blessing," remembering the last time Xie Ying concealed the truth and went directly to the ICU , Xie Lin was not very angry: "You too, in the future, if you have a fever, go out and post it to me, don't post it in front of my eyes, I don't like to see you."

"...You," Lin Jiuxin paused for a moment, "If you don't know how to meet people, do you?"

"Is it possible?" The pen started spinning again like juggling, Xie Lin lowered his head to examine the question.

"That's good, that's good." Lin Jiuxin muttered.

Xie Lin frowned and looked up at him.

Lin Jiuxin laughed.

"Where is it?" Xie Lin asked.

Turning his eyes away, Lin Jiuxin looked away.

"No," Xie Lin threw the pen away, and her voice became louder: "You are only allowed to go home every day and get naked, and I can touch it twice? I am measuring the temperature anyway, what are you?"

"...Lushi," Lin Jiuxin chose not to listen, and roared fiercely: "I'm hot!"

Xie Lin showed an unbelievable expression.

"Isn't everyone in the swimming pool dressed like me..." Lin Jiuxin retorted persistently.

"Then fucking leggings!!" Xie Lin spat out spit stars, and the scroll was dotted with bright lights.

"You think," Lin Jiuxin was suspicious, "see me wearing leggings?"

...I want to beat you to death.

Xie Lin pressed down on the fire, he could tell that Lin Jiuxin was not willing to obey him, and was flirting with him. It seemed that solving the problem of whether the roommate should wear pants was not as easy as imagined.

"Lin Jiuxin, I'll come back and take a nap," he smiled at him, "Do you have to go into the swimming pool?"

The other party also responded with a smile: "That's not necessary."

"Then can you find some thinner pants to put on? My Mr. Lin," Xie Lin still smiled: "Don't be such a hooligan, please, my eyes really hurt, I don't want to see birds, let alone yours. "

Lin Jiuxin looked at him and smiled contemptuously.

Throwing off a slipper, he put his foot on the edge of Xie Lin's chair, and slapped his thigh, but within a few strokes, he had already blushed faintly.

"I don't have old cold legs, so I don't need to wear long johns."

"..."

Shit, express.

Xie Lin's mind suddenly popped up the killer combination that his mother sent him, long johns + bacon.

"You unpacked my courier??" he asked.

Lin Jiuxin cleared his throat, and suddenly felt that he was too damn good-looking. He didn't dismantle it privately, but it was dismantled, although when he received the courier, he couldn't tell who it was for.

"I arrived in the morning, I put it under the table for you." For some reason, Lin Jiuxin compromised like this, went to the closet and found a pair of pants to wear on her body: "I'm sorry, I took your express delivery apart."

Xie Lin was getting used to the behavior of Young Master Lin who didn't talk to each other for a second. He waved his hand and turned around to concentrate on his homework.

"...Hey, don't go to sleep."

When Lin Jiuxin, who was climbing the bed ladder to the upper bunk, turned to look at him, Xie Lin quickly rolled his eyes at himself, wondering if this fucking homework can still be finished.

Lin Jiuxin asked what's wrong.

"I'm a light sleeper, but you love to move."

In fact, it was the young man who flew down in the middle of the night, not necessarily smashing the floor into anything, but it would definitely scare him, who was sleeping on the bottom bunk, to sudden death.

"Sorry." Lin Jiuxin jumped down with a bang.

Xie Lin rubbed his heart.

Hugging the quilt, Lin Jiuxin lay down on the lower bunk, a light mint aroma came to his nose when he was on the pillow, it was different from the bottle of shampoo in their bathroom...

Forgot to change the pillow.

Lin Jiuxin got up, picked up the pillow and patted it carefully, grabbed his own and threw it down, put Xie Lin's on the top bunk flat, and beat it on purpose.

Lie down again, the smell disappears, you can't smell it but you can still see it...

The room was dimly lit, only the desk lamp on the table gathered a square inch of light, so as not to disturb his sleep, the light was adjusted so that it could no longer be dimmed.

With this little bit of brightness, the half of the face under the lamp is still outlined. It is a soft and gentle outline, warm, kind, and very... a sense of security.

It's that word again.

Lin Jiuxin looked away and was stunned for a while: "How long do you have to write?"

"Two or three o'clock?" Xie Lin was uncertain, and glanced at the time on the phone.

"So much homework?" These two days were for review and self-study. The teachers of each subject took the key points and waited for the class division. Lin Jiuxin was quite puzzled: "Aren't the exams divided into classes?"

Xie Lin: "..."

Lin Jiuxin sent out a lovely "Huh?"

"Yeah, sir," Xie Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Pretending to be a foreign student at the same table as his mother?"

Lin Jiuxin smiled: "Are you stuck?"

"You don't want to see what time it is before I get down to it." Xie Lin didn't want to delay any longer, and made a gesture of "close my anus" at him.

There was a noise in his ears, and he raised his head again. Lin Jiuxin had already sat down next to him, turned on the lamp on the table next to him, and adjusted it to a comfortable light.

Facing Xie Lin with an inquiring look in surprise, Lin Jiuxin stretched out his hand: "Here, I'll write something for you."

"...Didn't you write yours?" Xie Lin said.

"I don't need to pay, I'm sick."

"Can you pay if you're not sick?" Xie Lin asked.

"Just do your best." Lin Jiuxin took it by himself.

There are one set of homework papers for each main course. From the range of exercises, 80.00% of them are still in the "Lin Jiuxin's Outline".

I can't tell if I'm too tired to do it, but I'm still curious about the god of learning, Xie Lin draws out the part for Lin Jiuxin to do.

In the next hour, Lin Jiuxin finished two and a half courses. Xie Lin not only found that he had outlines for each subject, but also the scope was not bad. According to the rumors of the god of learning, it is speculated that he should have started fooling around more than three months ago and not studying hard.

Taking it over and looking at it again, Xie Lin only wanted to say one word.

Hold.

Every subject is very eye-catching, and it is really not biased.

The keywords make sense.

As a top student who has been hanging out in a key high school in Lezhou for a long time, Xie Lin only feels that he is that big toad croaking underground at the moment, and all he can see is the sky above his head.

Glancing at the unfinished questions, Xie Lin thought that even if Lin Jiuxin missed nearly one-third of the subjects in each subject, he could still be in the top [-] of the grade even if he had to guess.

"Why don't you study?" After closing the paper, Xie Lin asked Lin Jiuxin, who was doing the questions, with a pen in his mouth.

As if he was too immersed in the ocean of learning, after a long while, the man said "Huh?"

"Why don't you learn?" Xie Lin asked again.

There is still a delay in time, and then a "Huh?"

Xie Lin took the pen away from Lin Jiuxin's hand and threw it aside: "If you don't talk about it, we will never finish."

"Well... indeed, I really have to talk about it," Lin Jiuxin slumped on his shoulders, sliding a finger slowly somewhere on the desk, as if he was studying something carefully: "Why is this piece cracked? Who made it?"

Xie Lin blinked. From his point of view, the crack on the table that he kicked out on a rainy night seemed to grow another inch.

The author says:

Ah, this is indeed Brother Lin's bad deed.