After the breakup he washed his memory

Rong Qiu's dormitory is very different from Qin Muye's.

He doesn't have many things, in other words, it can be called "minimalist style".

Apart from the necessary bedding and a change of clothes, Rong Qiu didn't even have a pillow when he was in school, so he just rolled up a thin summer blanket as a pillow. Later, when there was no pillow in summer, he went to the [-] discount section of the supermarket to buy a pure cotton one. Pillow.

The first time Qin Muye stayed in his dormitory, he couldn't get used to his pillows and mattresses, but Rong Qiu didn't notice it. Just being hugged by Qin Muye made Rong Qiu's heart swell. How could he pay attention to Qin Muye? Did not sleep well at night.

Rong Qiu didn't know the problem until he saw Qin Muye's big black eyes the next day.

Rong Qiu's courage fluctuates, but that time his courage came out, he suddenly laughed at Qin Muye's coquettishness, and asked him which family's rich young master he was, like a princess and a pea.

It was rare for Qin Muye not to refute, muffled and unhappy.

His heart softened when he saw that he was an orphan, so he was not a rich young master. The more Rong Qiu thought about it, the more hesitant he became, so he went to the bedding store and bought a high-end latex pillow for 500 yuan. Cotton sheet duvet cover.

Now Master Qin is satisfied.

The frequency of coming to his dormitory has doubled.

Rong Qiu guessed that Qin Muye was different from him. Qin Muye's adoptive parents probably had some family background. Before he passed away, Qin Muye had a good life, so now he has some small troubles of gold and gold from time to time.

But so what, he is not tight, so he will try his best to be satisfied.

Not to mention asking for a 500 yuan latex pillow, even if it kills him in the future, Rong Qiu might be able to smile and deliver it with his own hands.

A good night's sleep.

When Rong Qiu opened his eyes the next morning, Qin Muye's exquisite and beautiful face was magnified in front of him. Even from the angle of bottom up, Qin Muye was still unbelievably good-looking.

Rong Qiu admired it for a while.

He has a face control, Qin Muye fell in love with him at first sight because of this excellent face.

But now this Young Master Qin sleeps very well, his obsidian-like eyes are usually covered by porcelain white eyelids, his eyelashes are thick and curled up, his nose is tall and straight, and his lips are sharp like a knife. No blemishes except for a small red mole on the earlobe.

Although the color of the small red mole is thick, it is only as big as the tip of a needle.

Qin Muye himself didn't even know there was one.

Thinking of him being able to stick to Qin Muye at such a close distance, Rong Qiu couldn't help laughing foolishly.

Qin Muye seemed to be awakened by him, he snorted muffledly, stretched out his arms to hug him even tighter, and still held Rong Qiu's hand, just like an octopus.

Being so suppressed by the man, Rong Qiu's sleepiness from getting up early completely dissipated.

But Rong Qiu couldn't help but gasped, the back of his hand was very painful from Qin Muye's pressure.

There was a lot of noise in the bathroom last night, and the medicated hands soaked in water, so that the ointment faded, and now the edges of the scars are peeling and white after one night.

Before Rong Qiu took a closer look, the back of his neck was being grinded by sharp teeth.

Although Rong Qiu is a beta, the degenerated glands on the back of the neck are still there. Now that Qin Muye bites him, he can't help but feel the fine and dense numbness. It's an indescribably complicated feeling.

Itchy and unbearable, yet sweet.

Rong Qiu secretly savored the taste, his pale eyes filled with stars, he poked the back of the man's hand in front of his chest, and couldn't help muttering: "The puppy grinds its teeth."

Hearing the sound of the dog grinding its teeth, the man bit even more fiercely, as if he wanted to tear off a piece of flesh from the back of Rong Qiu's neck.

It is easiest to wipe-gun-go-fire in the morning.

The two lay on the bed for a while, finally Rong Qiu held back his shame and leaned forward, and the two kissed together again.

It was almost noon when Rong Qiu got up to take a bath holding his crushed body.

This time Qin Muye didn't bother him anymore. After taking a shower, Rong Qiu found a set of clothes for him from the closet. These were the clothes that Qin Muye left in his dormitory on purpose.

Qin Muye reached out to take it, and glanced at the bruise on Rong Qiu's hand, his eyes darkened.

"What happened to the hand?"

Rong Qiu paused, then hid back: "It's okay, I was caught by the mecha door."

Hearing that he was fine, Qin Muye took the clothes and went to take a shower.

The nozzle in Rong Qiu's bathroom is not too high, Qin Muye slammed it somewhere, and the nozzle pressed against his head and poured water down. The small shower room was clean, and the mottled marks left by last night were also cleaned up by Rong Qiu.

Even if he doesn't clean up, Young Master Qin will naturally not condescend to help him.

After all, Qin Muye is currently in the time of a sage, his body is tired, and his thinking is deliberately slow. The few broken scenes in his mind are all about the beta outside.

Not rough and hard, Rong Qiu's body is whiter than many omega's, and he is also soft, he can be satisfied as many times as he wants.

It is a very suitable bed-companion.

But take it a step further, no more, just bed-mate level.

When the man came out of the bathroom, Rong Qiu tidied up the dormitory, opened the windows for ventilation, changed the bed sheets, and threw the half-eaten fried rice on the table last night into the trash can.

The two used covers under the bed were also thrown away. In fact, there were more than three or four times last night. Qin Muye was too anxious and tore one when he used it. After all...

Rong Qiu blushed, and hurried back to order.

Qin Muye looked white and clean, but his food tasted very heavy, heavy oil and spicy.Rong Qiu ordered a barbecue for him, and two bowls of noodles, among which the non-spicy one was for Rong Qiu himself.

And when Qin Muye finished taking a shower, Rong Qiu couldn't help but eat first.

Seeing someone come out, Rong Qiu, who was sitting on the bed, took a small sip of his face, and after swallowing it all, he asked, "Are you going to class this afternoon?"

Qin Muye sat next to him. He had just finished relaxing, and now he was not interested in anything. He even ignored Rong Qiu, and only replied with one word: "Go."

Rong Qiu nodded, a little happy: "It just so happens that the clothes you washed last night are also dry, so you can wear them when you go back."

"Ah."

"By the way, when I was doing laundry, I found a red mark on your collar. What is that?"

"Red marks?"

"Correct."

Rong Qiu raised his hand and gestured to him: "It's about five centimeters long before it smudges. I don't know what kind of dye it is. It's fragrant and greasy, but it's easy to wash. Just rub it and it'll be washed off."

Qin Muye thought for a while, and remembered that it might be the lipstick stain that omega rubbed on when he went to the bar to drink the night before yesterday.

But why did Rong Qiu ask him that, was he trying to test him?

Qin Muye looked at Rong Qiu with a little irritability.

"You don't know what that is?"

"I do not know."

Beta's skin is light, and his pupils are also light, a rare and clear blue amber, and he is still a little confused at the moment.

Qin Muye's restless impatience subsided: "I don't know either."

Rong Qiu didn't notice the strangeness in him, so he said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Qin Muye didn't explain either.

Maybe it was because he was still with Rong Qiu at this time, which had already broken his usual plan, or maybe because he was questioned by beta just now, Qin Muye lost his interest and lowered his head to eat.

Qin Muye ate very elegantly. Rong Qiu couldn't tell what the rules were, but his posture was elegant and dignified, and his speed was not slow. He was full and handed Rong Qiu the last roasted kidney before leaving.

Rong Qiu ducked back.

But Qin Muye was looking at his phone and had analysis data to hand in, so he was in a hurry to go back, and he didn't withdraw his feeding hand.

Rong Qiu stared blankly at the food in front of him, the kidneys were stuck to his lips, it should be fine to take a bite...

Ah Ye never fed him anything.

Rong Qiu took a bite lightly.

Just a sip.

But things backfired, and the heavy spicy food was really heavy spicy.

Just one sip directly choked Rong Qiu's throat.

No one can be as beautiful as a flower when they cough, at least Rong Qiu is in a state of embarrassment, beta covers his mouth, his thin shoulders tremble violently, and his eyes are red from coughing.

Not counting after coughing, a few seconds later, a rash started to appear on his body.

Qin Muye raised his eyes from the phone, he asked in surprise, "You can't eat spicy food?"

Rong Qiu shook his head and explained in a low voice: "Actually, you can eat slightly spicy ones."

Only when it is very spicy will there be a stress response.

But what is slightly spicy?

Just as Qin Muye wanted to scold Rong Qiu for not being able to eat it, why he insisted on eating it, he remembered that he fed the bunch of kidneys himself, and stopped what he wanted to say.

Beta really likes him too much.

Qin Muye's actions were not gentle, he handed the milk from the shop to Rong Qiu.

Rong Qiu gasped softly: "Huh?"

Qin Muye nodded, the soft light reflected on his eyelashes, showing a bit of tenderness, he said lightly, "It's hot."

"Oh." Rong Qiu took it, but didn't drink it.

Qin Muye asked inexplicably, "Don't drink?"

Could it be that he had to feed him with his own hands?

Faintly aware of the man's intolerance, Rong Qiu held back his cough and explained in a low voice: "I'm lactose intolerant..."

Qin Muye's brows were so wrinkled that they could be knotted.

Can't eat spicy food.

Can not drink milk.

Why is beta so troublesome.

Seeing Rong Qiu's wet and red eyes, Qin Muye was inexplicably agitated, but he attributed this irritability to beta's disturbing coughing sound.

Qin Muye carefully checked the red spots on Zha Rongqiu's body.

Fortunately, not very serious.

But Qin Muye's disgust was too obvious during the inspection, Rong Qiu lowered his head, his face full of frustration: "I'll just go to the bathroom and drink some cold water to rinse my mouth, and I'll clean up the table."

When Rong Qiu came out again, Qin Muye had disappeared without a word.

The remaining rubbish on the table is also collected.

Rong Qiu's legs were limp, and he used his elbows to support his body. After a few minutes, he silently looked at the garbage on the table, the table of garbage after dinner, silently foreshadowing something.

When he touched the bottle of milk, he shook his head, and there was a faint aftertaste of agarwood on it.

This was the first time Ah Ye handed him something other than money.

It would be great if he could drink the milk that Qin Ye handed him.

Loss is rampant.

But this downturn didn't last long. Three to five minutes later, the breathing light on Rong Qiu's phone flickered.

is his special concern.

The savage is gone, but left him a message!

There was no complicated content, and Aye called him the "living expenses" for this month directly.

But this is too much, all in six figures. Even if he orders exorbitantly expensive private dishes for Ah Ye every day, he doesn’t need to charge so much. Rong Qiu is a little apprehensive. The nature is completely different.

So Rong Qiu thought about giving Qin Muye back.

Maybe he sensed Rong Qiu's thoughts over there, and quickly sent two new ones, clean and neat, still the man's usual language style——

Ano: take it

Ah Ye: buy oat milk