Su Lian quietly opened the distance, ignoring the burning sensation on her leg, feeling that the skin was scorching hot.
He cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "You..."
"Don't ask." Chi Wang turned his body stiffly, and pulled the quilt to cover himself tightly, "It's normal for a young age."
Su Lian's face was also a little red, and she turned her face away slightly: "I didn't say it was abnormal."
He just didn't expect to face such an impactful situation as soon as his biological clock woke up and his eyes opened.
One leg was bent and leaned against the wall behind, neither getting up nor lying down.
Once again, they hated that the bed was too narrow, and there was no way to hide their reactions, and they were both extremely embarrassed.
The silent silence between the two, with the quilt lying in a mess in the middle, became the last fig leaf of this miserable morning.
It's not an option to spend it like this, Su Lian stretched out her foot and kicked his calf, and said in a low voice, "Get up."
"I just remembered, please don't touch me." Chi Wang's ears were red, and he didn't dare to move the hand pressing the quilt.
The more you want to press down, the more turbulent it feels.
But the instigator was still lying next to him, and every time he took a breath, the picture was replayed, which was terrible.
A minute later, Chi Huang clicked his tongue, gritted his teeth and complained, "Su Daji is a disaster for the country and the people."
"Who?" Su Lian frowned, "I'm sleepy, what nonsense are you talking about this morning?"
Chi Wang wiped his face with his hand, and said sadly, "Is the phone here? Come on for a while."
Su Lian was speechless, reached out and took out the mobile phone under the pillow and clicked on the player.
So, at six o'clock in the morning, room 404 was filled with the sound of guqin and chanting sutras.
"All living beings are afflicted, and afflictions are suffering. Afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirt nor clean, neither increase nor decrease..."
Five minutes later, Chi Huang bent his knees as usual, opened them slightly, and said without desire or desire: "As expected of a Buddhist scripture, it just works."
Su Lian: "..."
This person may have something wrong with his mind.
After solving the embarrassing physical problems, Chi Huan relaxed, turned over and touched Su Lian's forehead: "The fever seems to be gone, feel it yourself."
Raising his hand to press on his forehead, Su Lian hummed: "Back off, thirty-seven degrees five."
With such an electronic thermometer, Chi Wang was very happy and relaxed. Seeing that his condition had improved, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Seeing Su Lian's fever in the rain before, he thought it would last for several days, but he recovered very quickly.
"Get up quickly, remember to turn off the horn." Su Lian lifted the quilt and got up, passed the pool, climbed down the stairs, and went back to the opposite door to change and wash.
As soon as the people next to him left, the bed gradually became empty, and Chi Wang lay motionless on the bed, lost in thought.
Having said that, dreaming about Su Lian, is this normal? Is this reasonable
Although he has no interest in love at this stage, he has always felt that he is straight. He has been with Gu Anjiu and Lin Yan since he was a child, the little fat guy is not good looking, but Lin Yan is still a dog, and he is also a handsome man who everyone loves.
Cutting class together and surfing the Internet together, doing everything in the swimming basketball band, and staring at each other day and night, this situation has never happened.
Is it possible that it is really thinking day by day and dreaming at night.
Unable to think of an answer, Chi Wan sighed slightly and was forced to get up to take a shower. It worked, and the six roots were instantly quiet.
The neighbors got up one after another, and several people walked to the classroom side by side. Gu Anjiu looked up and down suspiciously: "Did you not sleep well last night? Why did you look like you were drained?"
Chi Huang hooked his shoulders, and said leisurely: "A vixen came to claim his life, and almost killed me."
Su Lian answered, "I share the same bed with you, why don't you know?"
Because you are the vixen himself, Chi Wang gave him a deep look.
Chi Wang humbly asked for advice: "A question, is it normal to have that kind of dream?"
Lin Yan looked puzzled: "What kind?"
Gu Anjiu made a final decision: "Let's have a spring dream."
Chi Lu hummed dully, looking forward.
The phrase "Bite me once" was turning around in my mind like a loop of a single.
The instigator was walking side by side with him, Su Lian's fingers, voice, collarbone, Adam's apple, every detail seemed to be magnified countless times, making it impossible for him to look directly at it.
"It's normal, I've dreamed about my goddess." Gu Anjiu patted him on the shoulder with relief, "Master Wang has grown up."
"Get out." Chi Huang ripped off his torn school uniform, smiled and kicked him.
Lin Yan sighed meaningfully: "I will be eighteen in half a year, and my heart is really springing up."
Chi yelled, "Go to hell with you."
"But didn't you sleep with Brother Lian yesterday? Could it be..." Gu Anjiu glanced back and forth between the two of them, "The sky is dry and things are dry, the gun went off, you two pay attention to the impact."
Usually, the jokes were even more extreme, but as soon as these words came out, Chi Wang felt as if his ears had been lightly pricked by a needle, and felt guilty.
Su Lian sneered: "It's nothing to do with me, he just fell in love with watching movies at night."
I don't know which vixen got into the dream, and it was so dry in the morning.
Gu Anjiu frowned: "You have such a good thing, but you don't share it with me? Are you a brother? Send me to criticize the vixen who made Wang Ye grow up overnight."
Chi Huang quickly stepped into the classroom, and lazily said: "It's all deleted, it's boring."
Gu Anjiu complained: "After watching it all, it is really hard to speak afterwards."
Chi Wang's eyes met Liu Youyou from the fourth group, that person propped his chin and looked towards the door with affectionate eyes.
His face is full of peach blossoms, and those who don't know the inside story really think that they are in love with someone so much that they are in love with each other to death.
Sensing the sight, Su Lian walked to the back row expressionlessly, throwing away her schoolbag, and became very angry.
"Who messed with you again?" Chi Wang glanced at his little deskmate, thinking that he should also listen to the meditation mantra more, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity.
Su Lian spread the notebook on the table, continued to organize the materials, and did not speak any more.
Chi Huang touched him with his elbow: "By the way, my sister wants your autograph. Can you tear up a piece of paper and write one for her?"
Su Lian flamboyantly signed his name, and slapped the paper aside: "You're welcome."
Although the person is irritable, the handwriting is pretty good. Tonight's meditation mantra must also be arranged, Chi Wan thought while turning his pen.
As the morning self-study was about to end, Li Guoqing came in and announced, "A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
No one answered, he clicked his tongue and said to himself: "The good news is that the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day will be held for eight consecutive days. Of course, the price for these eight days is that there will be no holiday this weekend, and we have to make up for the class. Let me tell you in advance that the next monthly exam is scheduled for after the National Day holiday. There is still half a month left, so don’t worry about the waves and study hard.”
There was grief in the classroom.
"No, no, isn't it not long after the test? Another test."
"I beg you to be an individual. I have to make up classes on the weekends before and after the eight-day holiday. What's the difference between not taking it?"
"It's over, two rounds at the start of school, my mother's stick is ready to move."
"I don't want to talk, I really vomit after ten zakats."
As a scumbag who has been studying for thousands of years, Chi Lu's expression remained unchanged. Anyway, I neither make up lessons nor review.
Holding the signature pen, he meditated and concentrated, with a concentrated expression, showing the free and unrestrained improvisation of a contemporary Chinese painting master.
On the signature paper, slowly outline a cartoon Shiba Inu.
Gu Anjiu turned around: "Master Wang, what are your vacation arrangements? Why don't you go out for two days?"
Chi Wang didn't raise his head, and carefully traced Shiba Inu's eyes: "No, it's boring."
"You have to review your homework." Su Lian continued calmly, "Xiao Jiu has an appointment with you for two days, and I have an appointment with you for the remaining six days."
Chi Wang shivered, pretended not to hear, and continued to sketch: "Brother, this painting technique is really good, the magic brush Ma Liang is so lifelike, I have to find a way to make an emoji, maybe I can make a fortune."
Su Lian raised her voice a bit: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
A strong sixth sense told him that the flames of war were about to start. Gu Anjiu quickly turned his head and leaned his chair forward, avoiding World War III.
Sure enough, within half a second, the bickering between the two bosses quickly started.
Chi Wang lowered his eyelashes, his posture was loose, and his face was unwilling.
"I heard that, please do me a favor and give me a vacation."
"No, you have to pay a heavy price for your grades, and you can't get up in half a year."
"Who told you that I have to take a heavy exam, my ambition is the stars and the ocean, with a daily salary of more than 100 million."
"It's changing with each passing day. You're pretty slick at memorizing school mottos, so you're not punished for copying?"
"No, the salary of the salary, hundreds of millions of millions."
"..."
In the next second, Su Lian raised his hand to pinch his Huahua's wrist, and with a click, it continued to break.
Chi Wan frowned in pain, thinking, Su Daji in the dream was cuter.
Su Lian moved very quickly. After one day, the difficult and difficult points of each subject in the previous month were sorted out in sevens and eighties.
He had trouble staring at his notes, since he had something, where should he sell it.
After studying by myself in the evening, Chi Huang didn't say hello, and left in a hurry with his brothers, and he didn't know where he went to fool around.
The dormitory was empty, and he and Song Jiaci were the only ones left to devote themselves to reviewing. It was probably useless to ask.
Taking out her mobile phone, Su Lian typed slowly, and sent a WeChat message to social expert Gu Anjiu: Xiaojiu, I want to ask you something
[Nine-nine-nine little wit]: Wow Brother Lian, what's wrong
[Nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-wits]: If you ask where Master Wang is, he's in an Internet cafe! Will you come
As expected of a brother, he was quite ruthless, and his backhand exposed his position completely.
[SU]: ... Tell him to come back quickly. I want to ask, do you know where I can sell study materials
[Nine Nine Nine Smarties]: Do you want to sell it? I have many groups, and I don't know which one is useful, why don't you go to each group and ask
[SU]: Ok, send me the QR code
Whoosh, whoosh, a dozen or so cards were sent from the other side in one go, and they were lined up in a row, which was very spectacular.
[Nine-nine-nine little cleverness]: I found a few at random, you can see if it works first, remember to use a trumpet to protect personal safety!
[SU]: Well, I know, thanks
[Ninety -nine nine small Silms]: The Lord said that he will return within ten minutes! You have mercy! Keep people under the knife!
Seeing a bunch of exclamation marks made my head ache, Su Lian moved her fingers slightly, to get the information done first, and then tidy up Chi Wang.
Save the QR code, quickly apply for a trumpet, and scan the code one by one to enter.
Just as the second one was being scanned, the phone started vibrating crazily and kept ringing.
Su Lian frowned, retreated into the dialog box, and found that the group messages he just joined were being refreshed crazily, kept on top, and the number of chat messages instantly reached 999+.
It's quite popular, click into the group chat, and the line of sight pauses on the group name: Taro Bobo Support Club 1 Group
For no reason, the number 2 in the chat record I saw last night flashed across my mind. Could it be that this is Chi Wan's fish farming group.
A full five hundred friends, this net is wide enough, really enough.
Since it is a fish in the pond, it is useless not to kill it, and it will be killed until it is pulled down.
Su Lian typed on the keyboard: The key learning materials for the second year of high school are for sale, and the hit rate of similar questions is as high as 70%, you can try it out. Subjects include mathematics, physics, chemistry, and those who are willing to private message...
I haven't finished playing yet, and I received a message from the group @: [Congratulations on becoming the No. 500 taro mud bobo. As the last member of group 1, our support club will send a special gift bag, please check it! ]
Su Lian: "?"
500, who? Are you talking about him
Move your finger up, download the compressed file tremblingly and open it, and ten high-definition collarbone pictures of him and Chi Wang pop out, 360 degrees without dead ends, so stupid as hell.
Su Lian: "..."
There seemed to be an ominous premonition, and then scrolled down, and there was a long flipped picture with unclear text.
[S]: Excuse me, what do you think of this picture
[Yo Mui Bobo No. 1]: Stupid, download the album, flip it left and right
In the Internet cafe, Chi Huan lazily spread out on the sofa, staring down at Xiaoqun's news. Liu Youyou's private letter asked him to be active as a fan, and the vest has already been approved, so he can only be forced to pretend to be enthusiastic.
Sure enough, there are people in this world who are as stupid as him and can't read pictures.
Su Lian stared at No. 1, his eyes lit up, it turned out that this is the main palace of Chi Wang's support club, heh, very good, it's all in one go.
He typed "Thank you" blankly, followed the instructions to turn it over, and expanded the screen with his fingers, slowly zooming in.
As the words jumped into my eyes word by word, my expression, which had always been calm, cracked slightly.