One famous grass has an owner, the other has a grass, goodbye and the intimate behavior of the two, the two girls quickly realized the relationship between Io and Wen Qing.
The girl who said hello was stunned for a while, her eyes became brighter and brighter.
The other girl was silent for a moment, and couldn't help saying to Io: "That classmate, we just want to trouble you to move."
"You blocked the QR code."
As she said that, the girl raised her finger to point at the QR code that was half blocked by Io, and then shook her phone.
Io looked down at the QR code, and said calmly, without feeling ashamed at all.
He leaned against Wen Qing, taking advantage of the situation to hug him even tighter.
Io didn't change his face, his expression remained the same.
Wen Qing was not as thick-skinned as him, her cheeks flushed slightly from holding back, she quickly took the pork rib rice cake handed over by her grandma, and walked quickly to the dormitory area.
After walking a certain distance, I could vaguely hear the excited voices of the two girls.
"Damn it, I almost called out just now."
"They are a good match."
"I feel so too."
"I don't know if it belongs to our school."
...
Wen Qing paused slightly, then walked faster.
When he entered the dormitory area, he couldn't even see the wheels of the trolley with pork ribs and rice cakes, so he turned his head to look at Io.
The moment Io tilted his head, he also looked over, his brows raised, as if he was asking him what was the matter.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, and said slowly, "That just now..."
Io said casually: "I'm so handsome, it's normal for them not to see the QR code."
Wen Qing: "..."
That's not what girls say at all!
"No," he said after a pause, "I meant to say—"
In the middle of speaking, two boys came towards me, and Wen Qing's voice stopped.
Io glanced at them, completely ignoring passers-by, and said to Wen Qing, "What do you want to say?"
"Someone said we are a good match?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth, but didn't say a word, and Io said again: "This is the truth."
Wen Qing: "..."
His eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help but say, "I just want to say that no one else asked us what our relationship is, and you, don't take the initiative to show off."
Io looked at him and said lazily, "So when someone asks, I can show off."
Wen Qing was silent, he intended to make Io calm down a bit.
But Io's understanding... is not wrong.
Seeing why you want to show off so much written all over Wen Qing's face, the corners of Io's lips curled up, and he said slowly: "It can't be my fault."
"It's not that I want to show off."
Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, looked up at him, and thought, who is to blame
Is there any task
What is the price to be paid for wearing the skin of ordinary people? Like the daughter of the sea
...
In an instant, countless serious reasons flashed through Wen Qing's mind.
He frowned slightly, his expression became serious, and he asked seriously: "Then why?"
When Wen Qing had a serious face, his lips were tightly pursed, and his pupils were black and bright. Those who were stared at would only find him cute, not serious.
Io couldn't help but bent his fingers, raised his hand to pinch his face, and said casually, "You can't blame me."
"It's your partner's fault."
Wen Qing: "..."
He looked at Io silently, turned his head and walked away.
Very speechless, but the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.
Inexplicably funny.
Back in the dormitory, Wen Qing handed three spare rib rice cakes to Song Qiang, and the other to Yi Ou.
Io was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that this one was bought for him.
Wen Qing blinked and asked, "You don't want to?"
"Yes," Io took it immediately, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is not an ordinary pork rib rice cake."
Before he had time to say the next sentence, Song Qiang nodded and agreed: "This is a pork rib rice cake that is only sold once a month."
Io: "..."
Wen Qing sat down at the desk and arranged her schoolbag facing the class schedule.
Suddenly, there was a sound of pulling a chair beside him.
It was Io, pulling the chair and walking towards him.
The voice was very loud, as if it was intended to be heard.
Song Qiang turned his head and glanced, saw Yi Ou and Wen Qing huddled together again, and asked casually, "Have you not finished planning for that subject yet?"
"It's done." Io turned sideways and leaned against the back of the chair so that Song Qiang could see clearly that there was no computer on the table.
He swayed the chair, and his toes touched Wen Qing's chair leg little by little.
Song Qiang saw that Iou was not using the computer, and also saw the movement of Iou's feet.
Seems like a bit of a weird vibe.
Muttering in his heart, he stuffed a piece of rice cake into his mouth, and his brain was instantly occupied by taste buds.
Song Qiang opened his eyes wide and said to Yi Ou, "Damn it."
Io raised his jaw slightly, motioning for him to continue.
Song Qiang: "Delicious!"
Io: "..."
Song Qiang: "Eat quickly, too!"
Io picked up the bamboo stick, inserted a piece of rice cake, and handed it to Wen Qing's mouth.
The bathroom door was opened, and when Xu Fengfeng came out, what he saw was the feeding scene.
He stopped and stared at Wen Qing and Io.
Io raised his eyelids and asked slowly, "Do you have anything to say?"
Xu Fengfeng looked at him, then at Wen Qing: "You..."
Io: "Huh?"
Xu Fengfeng took a deep breath of the aroma of pork ribs and rice cakes in the air, and continued, "Eat it quickly."
"It won't taste good when it's cold."
Io: "..."
Wen lightly bit off the pork rib rice cake, and tidied up his textbooks while chewing.
Io fed him a piece and ate one for himself.
After eating a whole serving of pork rib rice cakes, neither Song Qiang nor Xu Fengfeng made any comments on their actions.
Yi Ou turned around, stared at Song Qiang who was dripping with oil, and shouted: "Song Qiang."
Song Qiang turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Io expressly said: "Do you think I am different?"
Song Qiang looked him up and down, and after a while, he tentatively said, "Did you cut your hair?"
Io: "...No."
Song Qiang: "... Have you fine-tuned?"
Io: "..."
Yi Ou looked at Song Qiang expressionlessly: "Look at me, is there something too much?"
Wen Qing: "..."
Song Qiang stared at Yi Ou, slowed down his speech, and said tentatively, "You seem to have too many...patient roommates?"
Io: "..."
Wen Qing: "..."
Wen Qing put away his textbooks, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. After closing the door, he could still hear Song Qiang asking Xu Fengfeng.
"Did you see it? What's wrong with Io?"
"He has an extra stupid roommate named Song Qiang."
"..."
That night, Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng didn't find anything wrong.
The next day's class was at eight o'clock, Wen Qing set off the alarm clock at seven o'clock, and the alarm clock was turned off immediately after it rang for a second, so as not to disturb other people's rest.
He climbed out of bed, subconsciously glanced at Io's bed, it was empty.
There was a slight movement in the bathroom.
Wen Qing walked over to open the door, and saw Io standing in front of the sink brushing his teeth. His hair was a little messy, with curled ends, as if he had just woken up.
Wen gently closed the door and asked softly, "Do you have morning class today?"
Io snorted, lowered his head and rinsed his mouth.
Wen Qing didn't think much, picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste, and just put it in his mouth, Yves leaned over to him, his voice hoarse from awakening: "You don't even know your partner's class?"
His breath smelled like mint, cool, warm but a bit hot, and he said slowly: "It's the first time I'm someone else's partner, and I'm not very skilled."
Io chuckled and said lazily, "You can learn from me."
Wen Qing: "..."
After the words fell, the bathroom door was suddenly opened, and Song Qiang walked in in a daze.
He yawned, without opening his eyes, he groped to the sink and asked, "What are you studying?"
Io: "How to be a good partner."
Song Qiang probably didn't hear what Io was saying clearly. He lowered his head and washed his face with cold water before slowly reacting.
He looked up at Io, startled: "You asked Wen Qing to learn from you how to be a good partner?"
Yi Ou had already left the bathroom. He stood outside the door and turned his head to look at Song Qiang: "Huh? Is there a problem?"
"It's not a problem," Song Qiang murmured, "I'm just worried that you might mislead your son."
Io: "..."
He laughed angrily, and asked: "Where did I misunderstand my son?"
Song Qiang said while brushing his teeth, "You are also in love for the first time."
"Because of this, I had some conflicts with my friends, but now I haven't introduced the object to us, and I don't usually see you with the object..."
Song Qiang balabara said a lot, and Xu Fengfeng woke up, sitting on the bed and staring at them dully.
Io raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "It's not that I don't want to introduce, it's my partner who said, don't show off."
"As for me, I prefer to listen to my target."
"..."
Wen lightly brushed his teeth.
Io leaned against the wall to look at him, and asked casually, "Is that right?"
Wen Qing nodded slowly, and said along the topic: "Yes, it's not good to show off."
Yi Ou glanced at Song Qiang, with a look on his face that it's your turn to speak.
Song Qiang looked at Wen Qing, then at Io, thought about it carefully, and said to Io: "Your partner is quite..."
"Empathetic."
Io: "..."
Wen Qing quickly rinsed her mouth and face, walked out of the bathroom, put on her schoolbag and went out: "I'm going to class."
Io also picked up his schoolbag and followed closely behind.
Xu Fengfeng climbed out of the bed, looked at the figures of the two of them one after the other, and asked Song Qiang wonderingly: "Why do I feel that Wen Qing and Yi Ou are a little strange?"
Song Qiang spat out the toothpaste, nodded and said, "I think so too."
"When I talked about the object just now, I still sang together."
"I suspect Io..."
"What?"
"Without the two of us, I have already introduced the object to Wen Qing."
"..."
In the morning, there will be small vendors selling breakfast at the entrance of the dormitory area.
Wen Qing bought two breakfasts, handed one to Io, and said to him: "I have classes in Building No. 5."
Io took it: "I also have classes in Building 5."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, thinking, that's quite a coincidence.
He walked into Building 5, and Io also walked into Building 5.
He went up to the second floor, and Io also went up to the second floor.
He stopped at the door of classroom 204 in area A, and Io stopped at the door of classroom 204 in area A.
Wen Qing paused, turned to look at him: "Your class today is also linear algebra, right?"
Io nodded calmly: "Yes."
"My partner wants me to accompany him to class."
Wen Qing: "???"
"When did he say that?"
Io thought for a while, then said casually, "Wait a while."
Wen Qing: "???"
Io: "When I finish the class with you, you will think about it."
Wen Qing: "..."