Being suspected by the teacher of masturbating under the covers, this kind of thing can make others laugh for days.
Qi Cheng's roommates at least had a bit of conscience and didn't take this embarrassing incident outside.
During evening self-study, Qi Zhong came in from the back door of class 3 with a big grin, and quietly walked to Qi Cheng's row, and heard Xia Li making fun of Qi Cheng with this incident.
"Can you stop being so violent? The house is about to collapse."
Qi Cheng was lowering his head to write his composition, and he didn't bother to refute him, so he continued, "That's right, I haven't finished typing yet, the teacher came too soon."
Qi Zhong stood in the corridor with an unpredictable expression.
Qi Cheng...Jerking off
Haven't had a good time yet
The squad leader of class 3 finally saw that there was still a person standing there, shrunk in and almost fell into Qi Cheng's arms, "Day day... Qi Zhong, why are you in our class?"
Qi Cheng put down his pen and turned to look at Qi Zhong.
Qi Zhong looked at him, and quickly looked away, his mind was full of what he just said. He calmed down and patted Xia Li on the shoulder, "Your head teacher told you to go to the office."
Xia Li was suspicious, "Why did the head teacher ask you to tell me?"
Qi Zhong, "Because my class teacher asked me to find Qi Cheng to make up lessons."
His words were sonorous and forceful, and Qi Cheng paused for a while, "I'll make up your lessons for you?"
Qi Zhong responded with a nasal voice, and knocked on Xia Li's desk, "Why don't you go soon?"
The people around watched this scene secretly, after Xia Li made sure that he was not joking, he hurried to the office.
Qi Zhong sat down on his seat, put the test paper in his hand on the table, and leaned closer together, "What are you writing?"
"Zuo," Qi Cheng rubbed his eyebrows, "annoying."
"If you are bothered, do some adjustments." Qi Zhong took out the pen in his hand and put it on the table, then took his hand in his own hand, hung it under the table, and pushed the test paper between the two of them, "see if you can Doesn't interest you."
His five fingers are about to move, as if he intends to insert into Qi Cheng's fingers.
This action was so bold, it seemed that he was not afraid of Qi Cheng beating him up at all.
The movements under the table were hidden, and no one in the front or back could notice. Qi Cheng pulled the chair closer and said casually, "Where's Wangzai's milk?"
In fact, he was just saying casually, he didn't intend Qi Zhongzhen to bring out Wangzai's milk, and he didn't intend to hold Qi Zhong's hand either.
But Qi Zhongjun raised his eyebrows, and happily took out two bottles of milk from his coat pocket, pocketing one in both pockets, I don't know when he prepared it, there was still a warm touch on it.
The Wangzai milk in the school doesn't even heat up. Qi Cheng doesn't know how he warmed the milk and kept it warm until it was delivered to him.
"It's well prepared, Qi Zhong," Qi Cheng flicked the red milk bottle with his fingers, took the bottle and inserted a straw, "There's no need to heat it."
Qi Zhong said honestly: "I feel comfortable drinking hot."
The Wangzai milk in the school is very expensive, Qi Cheng and these two bottles are his breakfast money tomorrow morning.
Qi Cheng looked at the test paper and sucked on his milk, Qi Zhong looked at him and went to read the math problems, looked at him again, and went to read the math problems again.
I think this breakfast is worth the money.
"I'm so handsome to you?" Qi Cheng said suddenly, "I'm so good-looking after staring at me so many times?"
"Cough," Qi Zhong asked in a low voice, "What did the teacher see you in the dormitory?"
Qi Cheng coughed several times in a choked tone, and most of the eyes of the whole class were cast over, wanting to see what was going on with them. Qi Zhong's ears were all red, his face was blushing and his neck was thick, "Look at that."
His eyes turned away again.
Qi Cheng managed to slow down, and looked at Qi Zhong with unstoppable eyes.
Qi Zhong dodged his eyes under his gaze, and after a while, he pretended not to care and said: "It's okay to masturbate, they are all boys, who hasn't done this before."
"Still," Qi Zhong glanced at Qi Cheng from the corner of his eye, and he asked cautiously, his voice was almost inaudible, "Did you never live like yourself?"
Boys can get excited about this kind of topic at any time, Qi Zhong's voice is so low, but there is a kind of secret excitement.
Qi Cheng's delay this time was longer than last time.
According to the real situation, Qi Cheng seldom does that kind of thing.
When he wakes up in the morning, the boy's impulsiveness will be defeated by deep sleep. Although he has a wide range of interests and knowledge, the knowledge he has learned does not explain this aspect of knowledge. Even the way of chasing girls taught to Xueba before was the conclusion drawn from the way others chased him... Having said so much, he still can't hide the fact that he was poked in the heart by Qi Zhong.
Qi Zhong's expression became shocked, and after a few seconds, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, he let go of Qi Cheng's hand, put his fist against his lips, and tried his best to hide his smile.
The chairs wobbled and knocked over the table behind them.
Qi Cheng looked at him expressionlessly, "I didn't... Is it that funny?"
He is upset.
"That kind of thing is not comfortable." Qi Cheng frowned, and said very seriously, "I have to take a shower before and clean up afterwards. I tried it a little before, but I didn't feel very comfortable."
The topic is getting worse and worse.
If the two people's whispers are not to be heard by others in the quiet evening study, they have to touch their heads, and the sound of breathing is hot.
Qi Zhong subconsciously blurted out, "It's very refreshing, isn't it?"
After he finished speaking, he coughed immediately, and his expression gradually became uncomfortable.
Boys... Qi Zhong had never discussed this topic with any boy before, and after realizing that he was aligned with his mentality, he never thought about more intimate things.
If it's Qi Cheng, cough, it feels weird, either repulsive, or uncomfortable and slightly weird.
When I think about it, I feel something is wrong... What the hell kind of mentality is this.
The two looked at each other for a few minutes, then looked away at the same time, and landed on the test paper between the desks.
Qi Cheng poked the test paper with a pen, "I can't answer any questions."
"Algebra, geometry, probability and statistics," he said and poked a small black dot at the corner of the test paper, "or mathematical modeling, combination...etc."
He squinted at Qi Zhong, "Do you know what algebra is?"
Qi Zhong, "..."
"Function," he tentatively said the word that he saw the most recently, Qi Cheng's expression remained unchanged, as if signaling him to continue, "Equation? Inequality?"
What is this all about.
The tone is full of uncertainties.
Qi Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "So why don't you?"
"Nothing." Qi Zhong said honestly.
"However, I have learned a lot recently." Qi Zhong ticked off the fifteen questions of the fill-in-the-blank question from top to bottom, "I can get at least seven of them right."
Qi Cheng was helpless, "You are really stupid."
Such a simple fill-in-the-blank question can only be answered in half.
In front, ever since Qi Zhong entered class 3 and sat next to Qi Cheng, Chang Yao turned his head slightly to look at it from the corner of his eye.
After watching for a while, he touched the deskmate next to him, curled his fingers into his sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "Who is that person?"
"Qi Zhong from class 12," said the tablemate, "one of the five handsome guys who came on stage at the school celebration last time, he was pretty handsome, but his temper didn't look very good. What's the matter, Chang Yao?"
Chang Yao said slowly, "He has a bad temper?"
"Not good," said the deskmate, "You can go to our post bar and check it yourself."
Chang Yao stopped talking.
The man named Qi Zhong gave him a worse feeling than Chi Yan's.
After Qi Cheng gave his first lecture in class 12 last time, he also gave many lectures in other classes. After coming down a few times, all his thoughts about being a genius for lecturing were thrown out of his mind, and he also accumulated a lot of experience in lecturing to others.
Therefore, when he lectured to Qi Zhong again, he explained it in great detail, but Qi Zhong's background was too poor, and there were many problems in the steps.
Xia Li came back from the office in the middle of the self-study class, "Come here some boys, follow me to clean the warehouse of our age."
Qi Cheng stood up, Qi Zhong also stood up, and the two walked outside side by side.
They are similar in stature and body, walking in the front is an eyesore, and they simply walk in the back.
The long legs walked slower and slower, and finally fell to the back.
Coming from a strange state of mind, Qi Zhong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and whispered into Qi Cheng's ear, "Qi Cheng, do you know how to do that kind of thing?"
Qi Cheng looked at him silently.
I don't know if Qi Zhong wants to find self-confidence that doesn't belong to study in this talented handsome guy.
Qi Zhong peeked at him from the corner of his eye, Qi Cheng caught his eyes, Qi Cheng asked, "Are you very experienced?"
"..." Qi Zhong said vaguely, "It's hard to say."
This answer was perfect, Qi Cheng couldn't help laughing, "Fuck."
"You're swearing," Qi Zhong suddenly stopped, and looked at him stupidly, "Qi Cheng, you fucking swear?!"
Qi Cheng looked back at him slowly, "Do I have any?"
Qi Zhong ran in front of him, his eyes sparkled, "Say it again."
"That word fuck," Qi Zhong, "come on, say it again, and say it to me."
He looked like a fool, Qi Cheng looked at him inexplicably, and followed the large army in front of him.
"Handsome guy, don't be so cold." Qi Zhong tilted his head and stared at him without blinking, and the fire in his eyes gave him a burning sensation even at night, "You can even say dirty words, fuck hahahahaha. "
Qi Cheng was infected by his emotions, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
Isn't it just a word, why is this guy as excited as discovering a treasure.
When they arrived at the warehouse, the third-year warehouse was behind the administration building, and some of the sanitation had been cleaned by students from other classes.
All they need to do is to move out the stools, tables and chairs in the deep part of the warehouse. These are all new products. Many people in their class are eager to exchange for new batches of desks and chairs. Now they finally have the opportunity.
Qi Cheng has great strength. He helped move the new tables and chairs to the warehouse door, and then moved the old ones back. After ten minutes, he did the most among all the people.
Xia Li was sweeping the dust on the ground, coughing loudly from being choked.
Qi Zhong didn't say a word, and he was doing the heaviest work. With a few of them taking the lead, the students in Class 3 all speeded up.
But half an hour later, after cleaning and preparing to go back, there was a sudden thunder outside the warehouse, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the whole world for an instant.
The next thunder followed, and the rumbling sound hit everyone's ears.
"Fuck!"
The people in the warehouse froze in place, "Is it going to rain?"
Qi Cheng stretched out his hand, and the big raindrops missed his hand and fell to the ground. After a few drops, they became dense and majestic after a while.
The sound of clattering rain was accompanied by thunder and lightning, and the strong wind was blowing heavy rain, pouring ferocious rain onto the warehouse door.
Qi Zhong pulled Qi Cheng back a few steps, and they retreated quickly, avoiding the rain that rushed into the door in time, and those who stood near the door had to take a slow step to wipe off the drops of water that rushed onto their faces .
The author has something to say: Qi Zhong is now aligned: Yoyo, handsome guy, let’s touch his little hands
after…
When Qi Cheng pushed Qi Zhong to the corner and took the initiative by playing a hooligan against him, he could only blush to the point of smoking, and his mind was filled with the roar of the train~
Woooooo let's fall in love! The weather is all set for you!