The national male god he privately linked to the station brother

Song Yan's mind was buzzing, all he could think about was what Che Shaoqi said to him, "Can I be jealous?", yes!sure!

Grabbing Che Shaoqi, he asked, "Do you have anything to do next?"

"...It's okay." Che Shaoqi was a little nervous, he felt that Song Yan's eyes were a bit wrong, he was more domineering than before, and he also showed his desire.

"Is there anything going on tomorrow?"

"No, no." Che Shaoqi became more nervous, as if something terrible had come to his mind.

Song Yan held Che Shaoqi's hand tightly, gritted his teeth and pulled Che Shaoqi into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Can I do it today?"

Che Shaoqi felt his brain "boom", and the heat climbed straight to his face, leaning against Song Yan's shoulder with Zhang Tonghong's face, he dared not speak.

"Is it okay?" Song Yan was extremely worried, this was the first time in his life that he had the cheek to woo.

Che Shaoqi leaned on Song Yan's shoulder, he didn't know what to hum, and after a while he replied like a mosquito: "Okay."

With his lover's permission, Song Yan took the man all the way to the parking lot, got into the car and started the car impatiently, and asked him, "Whether to your place or mine?"

Che Shaoqi's mind was in a mess, and he didn't answer for a while, Song Yan simply made a decision: "Let's go to your place first, Yueshi University is near here, and it takes an hour to go to my place."

When he regained his thoughts, Song Yan had already driven the car onto the elevated road, and had to wait for the next exit if he wanted to turn around.

"Then what... why don't you go to your place?" Although the struggle may be fruitless, Che Shaoqi still tried to struggle, but he didn't forget the "Song Yan" who was full of teachers and staff dormitories, and the one who almost made him cry. A dead body pillow!

Song Yan's speed didn't slow down at all: "Afraid I see the body pillow?"

Che Shaoqi pursed his lips and glanced at him with red ears.

He thought Song Yan had forgotten about it, how could he remember it?

But it didn't take long to calculate, and it was so impactful, it's really hard to forget.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Yan looked directly out of the window as if he didn't hear his words, so he held back his laugh and continued to drive.

When approaching the gate of Yueshi University, Che Shaoqi slowly began to get nervous. On the one hand, he felt ashamed that he would completely expose the situation in his room to Song Yan, and on the other hand, he was still worried about what might happen next. tense and anticipated.

Yue Normal University was in the middle of the winter vacation and was very quiet. The car drove all the way into the campus and almost no one was seen.Song Yan followed Che Shaoqi up the stairs slowly, and found that the teaching staff building did not look like a new building, but it was probably due to annual maintenance, so it didn't look old.There are even some decorations for the Spring Festival in the corridor, which looks quite warm.

Walking outside the door, Che Shaoqi held the key card in his hand and hesitated for a while before opening the door.

Because it wasn't very late yet, and the room faced south, it looked quite bright inside, but... Song Yan was really shocked by the sight of all being himself.

Che Shaoqi walked into the house with a straight face, quickly tidied up, stuffed all the things that could be hidden into the only empty storage box on the side, and put the body pillow that had been photographed in the video chat between the two of them. Tucked away in the closet.But those posters on the wall, computer stickers and table mats, if you want to collect them, you will go to war, which is very troublesome.

So Che Shaoqi simply pretended that those things did not exist, and seriously explained to Song Yan: "I packed it up."

Song Yan watched him pack his things in a serious manner, pretending that there was nothing there, and looked at the door of the closet next to him, but he still couldn't hold back and laughed out loud: "Professor Che, how can you How do you do something so cute?"

Che Shaoqi froze, trying to ignore the ridicule in this sentence.

Song Yan raised his hand to caress Che Shaoqi's side face, and asked him with a muffled smile, "Do you really like me so much?"

Che Shaoqi originally wanted to say that all star-chasers are like this, but then he thought that Song Yan was not just an idol to him, so he chose to avoid answering again.

Song Yan didn't hear what he wanted to hear, but saw the reaction he wanted to see. Song Yan was in a good mood. He lifted Che Shaoqi's chin and forced him to look up at him.

The two were very close, nose to nose, and Song Yan asked, "Where are your glasses?"

"...It's broken." Che Shaoqi's glasses were crushed by his butt after the Spring Festival and the day Song Yan left, because they were originally worn to cover his face, and he remembered that Song Yan had said before that he didn't wear glasses It looks good, so I didn't match it at all.

Song Yan rubbed his nose and smiled muffledly: "It looks good with glasses, but it looks better this way."

You can clearly see his eyes and the vivid emotions contained in those eyes.

Because the two of them were so close, Che Shaoqi was very nervous, his heartbeat seemed to jump out.Song Yan hugged him for a while, and finally reached out to take the remote control of the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner higher, and led the man inside.

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Che Shaoqi was woken up by something hitting him, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Song Yan standing by the bed with his body pillow in his arms, looking at him with a smile.

Slowly pulling himself away from the deep sleepiness, Che Shaoqi remembered what happened last night vividly, his face turned red, and he buried himself directly in the quilt, with only a pair of eyes rolling around: "You wake up!" Ah..."

"En." Song Yan nodded with a smile, and put the body pillow beside Che Shaoqi, "Are you hungry? I went outside to buy soup dumplings and fried dumplings, do you want to eat?"

Che Shaoqi struggled between shame and hunger, and finally sat up wrapped in a quilt: "Eat."

Seeing that he had packed himself tightly, Song Yan didn't bother him, took the bed table from the side and opened it, opened the things he bought and put them on the table: "I didn't buy soy milk, I just bought milk to make do." Warm it up in your microwave."

"En." Che Shaoqi responded in a low voice, picked up a soup dumpling with chopsticks, dipped some vinegar in it and put it directly into his mouth.

Although Song Yan bought it for a while, he kept it in the incubator and didn't take it out. It was still really hot, so Che Shaoqi immediately twisted his face, as if he was really burned.

Song Yan quickly brought him an empty plate: "Spit it out quickly, your tongue will burn."

Che Shaoqi shook his head, his pride made him feel ashamed, so he didn't want to spit it out.But it was also because it was much better than just eating it, so he felt that it didn't matter whether he vomited or not.

Song Yan frowned, took a sip of cold water, and then leaned forward to kiss him, prying open his teeth with his tongue to pass the cold water over.

Che Shaoqi accepted it with a flushed face, and when the two parted, he swallowed the soup dumpling at some point.

"Professor Che, it's not good to be disobedient like a child, what if you really get burned?" Song Yan pinched Che Shaoqi's cheek and taught him dotingly.

Che Shaoqi remained silent, and apologized softly after a while: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Song Yan finished answering with a smile, poked open the soup dumplings one by one for him, and fed them into his mouth one by one when the temperature was about the same.

After the two of them ate a sticky basket of soup dumplings and a basket of fried dumplings, Song Yan tidied up a bit, put on a mask, and prepared to go downstairs to throw out the trash.

Che Shaoqi immediately stopped him: "Don't go out, I'll go down and throw it later."

In the end, because the movement was too large, his sore waist directly protested, and he fell down on the bed all at once.Che Shaoqi felt inexplicably ashamed, clutched his waist and sat up straight again, and finally did not move properly.

Song Yan was amused by his series of actions, put the garbage bag outside the door, and then turned back to the room: "I'm not going, you should have a good rest."

"...Ah, um." Che Shaoqi groaned, and got under the covers again and couldn't get out.

Song Yan thought in his heart: Why did his Professor Che become a quail in just one night?

After Che Shaoqi lay down, he saw Song Yan started to tidy up the room for him, the closet was the first to be tidied up, and then he remembered the body pillow that Song Yan put beside him, and couldn't help asking: "This pillow is... ...you took it out?"

"Huh? No, I was sitting here reading the script, and then it fell out by itself." Song Yan pointed to the full wardrobe, "Is that the case last time? That's why it hit you."

"...cough." Che Shaoqi coughed in embarrassment, and stopped talking.

Song Yan curled his lips and helped him to neatly fold the clothes in the closet, arrange them according to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, ironed and hung up a few suits, and turned around to tidy up Che Shaoqi's desk .Because he used to be a soldier, the militarized management in the barracks made him very demanding of himself, and he was a little obsessive-compulsive, and he liked to keep things neat and tidy.

In fact, Che Shaoqi's place is not chaotic, it's just that there are so many things that it looks chaotic.

Seeing Song Yan walking towards the table, Che Shaoqi became anxious: "There is no need to clean up the table!"

"En? Is it okay to just leave it like that?" Seeing that he didn't want to move by himself, Song Yan stopped and didn't go any further, but walked around to the bed and sat down.

"...Yes, it's more convenient for me to drink water and so on." Che Shaoqi's voice became softer as he spoke, and he remembered the shameful pattern printed on the "Song Cup" and became nervous again.

Song Yan glanced at the cups on the table, feeling as if he had seen them somewhere.After thinking about it carefully, he remembered the one that Che Shaoqi put on the bedside table in the room when he was in Country F.At that time, he was far away and didn't see clearly what it looked like, but now he can see it clearly.

Reaching out to pick up the cup, Song Yan saw that he was printed with a Q version pattern on it, so he pursed his lips and made a kiss.

Dumbfounding about this, Song Yan finally knew why Che Shaoqi was embarrassed.

"My fans are pretty good at drawing." Song Yan boasted.

Che Shaoqi climbed out of the quilt a little bit and looked at him.

Song Yan smiled and leaned over to kiss him: "However, you are quite good at picking this pattern."