cynical attack

"Who has seen the cold medicine?"

Xue Tong kept flipping through the boxes while talking to other people in the dormitory.

If the four-person dormitory is a mental hospital, then the other three are all depressed, and only Xue Tong can be counted as manic.

Among the other three people in the dormitory, one was always reading manga. Every night when he was woken up by a nightmare, he would pull out a manga from the quilt in a daze, and then silently turned on the bedside lamp to watch carefully.

There is another one who is a real "it man" and can be regarded as a real "kicked man". Life is always a well-written formula, dormitory, toilet, classroom.Instead, he clings to the old and disfigured laptop computer 24 hours a day, and the lens behind the bottom of the ink bottle can't radiate his direct vision to the screen.Sometimes in order to protect the special power supply of that old antique, he can even go all out with Qin Jie and endure Qin Jie's "death without shadow foot".

Qin Jie was the most abnormal of the three. During the military training period, he began to secretly investigate the "Goddess"'s mobile phone number, and then began a medical history that lasted for more than a month and might not end...every day Looking at the mobile phone and giggling, he even acted coquettishly on the bed like a young girl, but he would occasionally be normal, for example, when he saw Xue Tong going to the toilet, he would immediately rush into the toilet with his mobile phone and occupy the toilet.

When they heard Xue Tong's question, all three of them spoke in unison and replied like a terminally ill half-dead person.

"No…"

"It's strange, it's obviously in a box."

Xue Tong flipped through some small boxes on the table where things could be placed, stationery boxes, schoolbags, and even his color contact lens case could not escape his clutches.

"Does any of you have cold medicine?"

Xue Tong said to the three psychopaths.

"No…"

The three of them still had the same lifeless tone as before.

"Forget it, I'll go buy it again."

With that said, Xue Tong opened the closet and took out a few thick clothes and carried them to Qiao Lei's room next door along with his only cup.

The thick quilt and clothes completely blocked Xue Tong's sight, and he even walked like a blind person, first stretching out one foot to explore the way in front of him bit by bit.The distance between the two dormitory doors is only 5 meters, and Xue Tong "moved" as hard as participating in the Paralympics.

"Cover me with my quilt first, and I'll buy you some medicine."

As soon as he entered the door, the image of Xue Tong as a disabled person appeared in front of Qiao Lei's eyes.

"Damn it! Are you going to move it to me? Did you get my consent!"

Qiao Lei froze in the air with his thumb sliding the phone screen.

"No! Don't you have a thick quilt? Just cover me first... ah!"

He stepped on Qiao Lei's flip flop before he reached the bedside and finished talking. The slipper with water on the sole was as slippery as watermelon rind. Xue Tong suddenly lost his focus. fall injury.

"I wipe!"

Qiao Lei was firmly pressed down by the flying horizontal "being", and his stomach, which was originally suffering from illness, also suffered a heavy blow.

The strong impact made Qiao Lei sit up reflexively. If his eyes hadn't been blocked by the eye sockets, he might have been aroused by the intense pain.

"Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, I fell on the bed and was not injured."

Xue Tong struggled to stand up, patted the dust sticking to his body and said.

"You fucking fell on me! You'll be a ghost if you get hurt!"

Qiao Lei said while clutching his stomach that had been hit hard.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to buy medicine for you now."

With that said, Xue Tong got up and prepared to leave.

"Come back! What's the matter with this dress?"

Qiao Lei picked up a coat from above the cup and asked.

"You don't have thick clothes, you should wear mine first."

Xue Tong picked up other clothes and explained to Qiao Lei how to wear his own clothes like a shopping guide.

"This one is thicker and more elastic. Although you are bigger than me, you won't feel tight when you wear it, and it won't lose its shape~ These pants may be a bit short, but you can wear them as cropped pants..."

Qiao Lei picked up the pair of pants and sniffed them.

"It's quite clean after washing, but it still smells like washing powder."

"That's necessary! Of course a person must learn to take care of himself outside."

Xue Tong stretched out the quilt and covered Qiao Lei on the thin blanket, carefully tucking the corners of the quilt.

"Well~ From now on, I will hand over all my clothes to you for washing, and I send them to the laundry room to be sucked every day, and they are still not clean."

Seeing Xue Tong caring about him, Qiao Lei turned into a master in a second, leaning on the pillow at the head of the bed, and whispered orders.

"No, you have to wash yourself."

Xue Tong continued to tidy up the corners of the quilt. Looking down from above, Qiao Lei looked like a ball of wrapped zongzi.

"Yeah? Didn't listen to what I said? Is it itchy again?"

Qiao Lei pushed Xue Tong down on the bed, and veins protruded from his right hand pinching the back of Xue Tong's neck.

"I won't wash it! Just pinch it! No one will buy you medicine after I die! Then you will die of illness in this room and no one will collect your body!"

Xue Tong struggled desperately, but he was not as strong as Qiao Lei, so he could only fall under his clutches.

"Having a temper? Small punishment is useless, do I want to show you some color?!"

Although he was ill, he didn't look like he was ill when he molested Xue Tong, he even forgot about the headache when he got excited.

As he said that, Qiao Lei raised his leg and pushed Xue Tong's upper body up, grabbed his shoulder with his left hand, and grabbed his belt with his right hand. After a set of coherent movements, Xue Tong fell firmly on Qiao Lei. On the hard "mattress", there was a muffled "boom".

"I'm going! It hurts!"

Xue Tong desperately reached out to rub his back that fell on the bed, but under the control of Qiao Lei's claws, he could only resist like an ant.

"Boy? Do you still dare to stop Brother Lei's words now?"

Qiao Lei whispered in Xue Tong's ear.

"I said I won't wash it if I don't wash it! You beat it! I won't wash it even if you beat me to death!"

Xue Tong still stubbornly resisted.

"Little Tongtong, just be obedient~ For the sake of us both sharing the same bed~"

Qiao Lei once again changed into "Miss" in a second, pretending to be coquettish, stroking Xue Tong's tight skin on the back of his neck.

"Who is sleeping with you! Let go!"

Seeing that Qiao Lei had relaxed his strength, Xue Tong got up quickly, but Qiao Lei had also practiced before, and the moment Xue Tong stood up, he was pushed down on the bed again.

"Don't eat soft and hard, right! Okay! Then let's waste it like this! Wait until you promise to wash my clothes!"

As he said that, Qiao Lei jumped out of the quilt, sat on Xue Tong's soft buttocks and swayed from side to side.

"Wow~ So soft, so soft, I don't even want to come down~"

To the thin Xue Tong, Qiao Lei's weight was like an old sow who had just finished eating and was pregnant with [-] births, her buttocks felt sore from being pressed down.

"No! No! No!"

Xue Tong still refused to give in, even if he was pressed by Qiao Lei, he still did not change his original intention.

Qiao Lei already had a fever, and now he got out of the slightly warm bed. The room temperature of only a dozen degrees continuously stimulated every pore on his body, and the feeling of headache intensified again.In the cold of the room, Qiao Lei finally fell down on the bed. Although he hadn't fainted yet, his slightly open eyes had lost their vitality. Both eyelids seemed to be dragged by heavy objects, and he wished to close the windows of his eyes immediately.

"Brother Lei! Brother Lei!"

Qiao Lei, who was about to fall into a coma, only heard Xue Tong's yells, and the saliva he sprayed on his face...