he's just my boyfriend

Jin Yang leaned on the bed, raised one eyebrow, and raised his chin indifferently towards their dormitory: "Check it out."

Song Muqing intuitively felt that this senior was not easy to get along with, he was just lying there lazily, but he had a pair of piercing eyes.

But fortunately, the dormitory is in a good sanitary condition, which is very different from the dormitory he checked earlier, and it is not at all obvious that this is a sophomore dormitory.

There are two notebooks and two desktops on the four desks. There are very few sundries, and all the books are neatly placed on the bookshelves. Except for a little garbage in the trash can, there is no trace on the ground.

The bathroom was also tidy, the sink and the tiles on the bathroom floor were surprisingly clean, even the mirrors on the wall and the gaps in the squatting pit were no exception.

There was no temporary cleaning of water stains, Song Muqing reckoned that it should be as tidy as usual, and it wasn't specially cleaned for the sanitation inspection every week.

"First health check?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind, so frightened that Song Muqing almost smashed a large number of keys in his hand to the ground. The man walked silently: "Mmm, yes, yes."

Jin Yang watched him go to check the balcony again, and asked, "What do you think, add the living department."

Yes, there are many departments in the student union, and the life department has nothing to do except to check hygiene every week.

"I don't know, I say I have credits." Song Muqing said very frankly, completely unaware of who the person standing in front of him was.

Jin Yang laughed when he heard Song Muqing's answer, and patted him on the shoulder when he passed by him after watching the balcony, boasting: "It's a wise choice, the life department is worth a few credits, the rest are just nonsense .”

Song Muqing's eyelids twitched, he put the table in front of him and filled out the scores on the form, while lowering his eyes and muttering in his heart, the hand that this man patted on his shoulder...is the hand he just masturbated on!never washed...

But this person was not curious about the scores he gave their dormitory, so he leaned to the side with his arms folded and looked at it, as if the sophomores were like this, and the higher the grade, the less they cared about it, just like the previous ones.

Before leaving, Song Muqing bowed to Jin Yang very sincerely: "I'm sorry senior, really, for disturbing you."

Jin Yang intentionally waited for two seconds, wanting to see the kid's reaction, but he didn't expect that he actually stood at the door and looked at him with those dark eyes, as if he would not leave until he got a response.

"Snack." Jin Yang smiled and nodded at him.

Sure enough, as soon as he got his own nod, Song Muqing closed the door without saying a word. He moved quickly and made very little movement, which was also very cute, obviously wishing to leave early.

Until now, Song Muqing finds it inconceivable that this person... how can he really act as if nothing happened, the only sequelae is that he keeps catching him.

The more Song Muqing thinks about these things, the more he can't continue writing. Every time he writes a word, he has to re-brew his emotions before he can continue to write another one.

"Tao Te Ching" has a total of 81 chapters, and each chapter has less than a hundred words. Song Muqing copied it for less than half a month. Today's last chapter was written by him for nearly half an hour before he finally put down the pen, but the person behind him was still a little Nothing happened.

Song Muqing glanced at the time on his phone, it was ten past ten, why didn't this person leave?

"Senior, aren't you going back to the dormitory?" Song Muqing was still wrapping the "Tao Te Ching" that he planned to send to Party A's father tomorrow when he spoke.

Jin Yang also glanced at the time on the top of the phone, typing quickly on his hand: "Wait until I hand in this homework."

"What homework..." In the middle of speaking, Song Muqing's hands suddenly stopped, and he quickly put down the things in his hands, grabbed the phone and dialed Dakui and Tao Fang.

Jin Yang laughed at that time: "What's wrong?"

"We also have homework! We have to hand in another electronic version today!" Song Muqing was terrified when he thought of the face of the Chinese and foreign film history teachers.

The senior who is three years older than them is still sitting in their classroom to teach. If this is really in her hands, it may be rare for her to graduate in the future.

As a direct senior, Jin Yang asked Song Muqing curiously, "Whose class?"

"Chinese and foreign film history." As soon as Song Muqing finished speaking, Da Kui answered the phone, "Da Kui handed in his homework! Send me your film history homework, the deadline is 10:30!"

With Song Muqing's few words, Jin Yang took the lead in finishing his homework: "Film history, we are not taught by a teacher. I heard that your teacher is very ruthless, and the media department is in the top three."

"Stop talking." Song Muqing held the phone by his ear with one hand, and tapped anxiously on the table with the other. There was no time to put away the pens and utensils on the table, and his brows were tightly frowned. How could Tao Fang pick such a time? answer the phone!

But thanks to the teacher, because Song Muqing didn't have time to talk to him, Jin Yang managed to stay in bed No. 330 of [-] that night, which was the lower bunk closest to the door.

When Song Muqing finished his work, he had already found his place to sleep on Song Muqing's bed.

Before that, Jin Yangpan witnessed the whole process of Song Muqing frantically contacting Tao Fang, rummaging through the USB drive, and copying documents on the bed. The movements were fast, but there was no movement, exactly like a rabbit who was silent.

"Come on, you still have the last 2 minutes." He swung his legs and said sarcastic remarks leisurely.

Song Muqing didn't have time to talk to him at all, he was about to rush upstairs when he opened the door.

Lao Ma and his dormitory are not on the third floor, they are on the first floor with Jin Yang, and just now he poked him privately to ask about his homework, saying that the whole class is missing their dormitory, and the teacher carded him to accept it.

Song Muqing rushed upstairs, Lao Ma packed the three people's homework and uploaded it, which happened to be stuck at 10:30, and reported to Song Muqing that it was safe after sending it out.

As soon as Song Muqing put down the USB flash drive, he was called back by a message from Jin Yang, saying that his aunt had checked the bedroom and asked him to go downstairs and come back quickly. Song Muqing had no time to wait for the old horse, so he could only drop the USB flash drive and go downstairs to get it tomorrow.

He was the only one in the dormitory today, and the other two signed to leave the dormitory, but the auntie just wanted to see him by name, I don’t know why, originally it was allowed to stay overnight during the November holiday, so what if he wasn’t there .

When Song Muqing came back, Jin Yang was chatting with his aunt, and they seemed to have a very good relationship.

I don't know what Jin Yang said, but the auntie laughed from ear to ear. When she saw Song Muqing came back, she got up and let go. Before leaving, she ordered Dakui and Tao Fang's desks and chairs: "Clean up your things, it's a little chaos."

Song Muqing had nothing to say, he seriously suspected that his aunt insisted on calling him back just to tell him to pay attention to the cleanliness of the dormitory.

Thinking so in his heart, but Song Muqing was still very honest on the face, nodded repeatedly, and started to help the two of them tidy up in front of his aunt. The first step was to take out the books that were scattered all over the table and put them together.

Just as he was packing up, he received a letter of safety from Lao Ma, but before he could let go of the big stone in his heart, he was choked by something that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The USB flash drive that should have been at Lao Ma's place appeared on Tao Mian's desk.

what does that mean?This means TaoMian has two identical USB sticks.

Song Muqing knew something was going to happen as soon as he saw the USB flash drive. He was talking about why there were so many folders in the USB flash drive just now. He clearly remembered that Tao Fang's USB flash drive usually didn't put anything in it.

Seeing that his little rabbit was suddenly supporting Tao Fang's table and started to be in a daze, Jin Yang, who had pulled out his pajamas and changed into his side, lay on his side on the bed and asked him, "What are you in a daze for?"

Song Muqing stared at the USB flash drive in front of him and couldn't tell what it was like, especially after plugging in the USB flash drive and confirming that it was the empty USB flash drive that Tao Mian used to.

Jin Yang found that Song Muqing had been in mourning ever since he came back from sending a voice message to Tao Fang from the balcony that night.

The kid who didn't like to talk at all was even worse now. He was absent-minded all night. Even when he said he wanted to stay, he just gave a cold "um" and ended the battle.

Jin Yang looked down at his pajamas, probably his little rabbit didn't realize that he was wearing his clothes.

Two people were squeezed out of the bed that was barely big enough for a big boy to turn over. Speaking of which, this was the first time that Jin Yang successfully touched Song Muqing's bed, but he did not expect this to be the case.

Looking at the person sleeping on the outside with his back facing him, Jin Yang knew something was wrong, but he didn't point it out. After all, the object was a rabbit, so he couldn't be in a hurry.

The sly nape of the neck, the round earlobes, the exposed belly, and the small waist that can be grasped are all important.

Jin Yang folded his hands neatly on his flat lower abdomen, lay on his back on the edge of the pillow, his right arm was lightly pressed against Song Muqing's slightly arched back, and he closed his eyes for a whole night.

The first night that Jin Yang managed to touch Song Mu's bed, he didn't do anything.

The author has something to say: the wonderful progress bar of these two people

ps: Why can't I catch a few cuties in the comment area, which makes me sad