Rival says he loves me

In a word, the fire that had been extinguished in Yuanyuan was revived again.

unstoppable.

"Well, you look good." Fang Jiayao said calmly, then turned and went into the bathroom.

Wuwei stared at the dripping T-shirt, suddenly in a good mood, leaned on the concrete stone platform, saw the cigarette case on the small table, and took out one.

Draw very slowly.

From then on, Fang Jiayao often heard Wuwei say something from time to time, leaving Fang Jiayao speechless.

And from that time on, Wu Wei began to live in the dormitory, never leaving for a day.

But you can't always figure out what the other person is thinking.

After all, he is a college student, so Wu Wei often goes to the classroom to attend classes as long as the studio is not busy.

It must also sit in the sunshine near the window.

Fang Jiayao rested his arms on his head and looked at him from the seat not far from him.

Wanke stretched his neck behind Fang Jiayao, and whispered, "What are you looking at? You don't even blink?"

"Huh?" Fang Jiayao was taken aback by Vanke's questioning, "Did I see anything?"

Vanke let out an "Ouch" sound, as if oiling his mouth, he said, "Brother, I've been staring at it for 10 minutes, I'm counting."

"I'm looking at the light." Fang Jiayao pointed, "Isn't that right?"

Vanke followed Fang Jiayao's line of sight, through a row of heads, only saw a gray hat under the shade of a green window tree.

Up and down with the master's slight breathing.

Wu Wei was sleeping.

Wanke stroked his bent hair just after waking up, and asked him: "Brother Yao, are you really not considering changing dormitories? Wu Wei has a bad reputation, and I'm really afraid that you will be cheated someday."

"Why do you say that?" Fang Jiayao was very strange at the beginning. Everyone said that Wu Wei had a bad temper, but after getting along with him for a long time, he felt very gentle instead.

Vanke: "That's what people say, Mr. Wei has confronted people since he was in junior high school. If you say it's ruthless or not, anyway, there was a lot of trouble at the time, and his reputation spread."

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old child was ruthless in his attack. Fortunately, the person who was stabbed survived, and the child was underage before the incident became a major issue.

Fang Jiayao frowned when he heard Vanke's small mouth kept babbling, "Nonsense."

Vanke: "Everyone says so."

Fang Jiayao: "You call three people becoming tigers."

Vanke: "Grievance.jpg"

Fang Jiayao was not very happy to hear about Wu Wei's past, but whenever he was contaminated, he always heard the history that was too vicious, and then there was boundless violation.

"Together." When Fang Jiayao looked up, Wu Wei was already knocking on the table and waiting. If Fang Jiayao was still taking notes at this time, Wu Wei would lean aside and play games.

"You go back first, I still have a question." Fang Jiayao poked a question with the tip of a black pen, "I don't understand the value-added tax entry, I'll take a look, you go first."

This is true, but Fang Jiayao feels that the distance between Wu Wei and Wu Wei is a bit too close recently, and the degree of inseparability is very dangerous for two non-straight men.

"I'm fine, I'll wait for you." Wu Wei didn't look up, and continued to swipe his fingers on the game interface, speaking naturally, as if he was obliged to be an escort.

Seeing that he didn't move, Fang Jiayao didn't persuade him, and continued to work on the problem.

He came to university with the intention of studying hard. His previous skills were not enough for him to earn a living. If he wanted to live a comfortable life in the future, he had to be like all students and study hard to be a decent way out. At least there is a job to guarantee food.

This is where he is different from Wu Wei. He can make whatever he wants, but he doesn't have the strength and capital.

So Fang Jiayao was distracted in his study.

Originally thought that Wu Wei would leave after a while, but Fang Jiayao sat until the end of lunch, Wu Wei still maintained the same posture, the only difference was that he plugged in the earphones.Noticing that Fang Jiayao turned his head this way, he nodded and quit the game: "It's done"

Fang Jiayao shook his head, "No, let's go back first."

Guessing that he said later, Wu Wei had to plug in his earphones to continue.

Fang Jiayao wanted to close the book, but Wu Wei stopped him with one hand.

"No way." He leaned over and flattened the folds on the book with five slender fingers, "This?"

"You didn't raise taxes, and the balance is settled at the end of the month, here," Wu Wei sat down next to Fang Jiayao, and began to help make the entries.

Wankemao eats lunch in the classroom and watches the excitement in the last row.

"It's fine to change this place. Let's eat and go back to the dormitory to teach you." Wu Wei carried Fang Jiayao's backpack and hung it on his arm, "Go to the restaurant."

The pen held by Vanke's nose just fell off.

Wu Wei found a vegetarian restaurant.

The price is close to the people.

Wu Wei was waiting for the food, chatting with Fang Jiayao, "There is no class in the afternoon, so stay a little longer."

The restaurant has a lobby area and private rooms, but Wu Wei ordered the lobby, but the place is clean, with a carved Chinese-style screen in the middle, just to separate the two people, leaning against the glass facing the street.

"The taste here is good and clean." Wu Wei ordered the dishes under the glass and began to introduce, "It's close to the school. Before the injury heals, this place is good."

Wu Wei took off his hat and scratched the thorns. He has a big appetite, and he ordered several dishes just for stir-frying.

Fang Jiayao likes spicy food, so he can't put it down.

"Be patient these few days." Wu Wei knew that he didn't like to eat, but according to Fang Gayao's way of eating, the wound should not be healed, "I will go to the studio after eating, and I will wait for you to come tonight to discuss something baby."

After a meal, Fang Gayao's taste was not too light because of the dipping sauce, so he was happy to eat.

"Don't move." Wu Wei moved his mouth and called Fang Jiayao to stop.

"There's something on the corner of the mouth." Wu Wei pointed it out to him, but Fang Gayao himself drew a circle around his mouth with his finger and didn't get it right.

Finally, Wu Wei turned his face slightly, and tapped Fang Gayao's mouth with his thumb.

"It's done."

This time Wu Wei's nasal voice was particularly heavy.