When Yi Jiamu returned to the dormitory, the heat remaining on his body had basically dissipated, but inevitably there was a faint smell of daffodils left, which lingered like a shadow for a long time.
Sang Bei was always looking forward to it, finally waiting for Yi Jiamu to come back, noticing the atmosphere around him that should belong to Alpha, his expression suddenly became subtle, and he looked like he was hesitating to speak.
Yi Jiamu looked up after changing his shoes, and he was greeted with such an expression. He paused for a while: "Is there something wrong?"
His tone was flat, like it was just business as usual, having just returned from get out of class.
But the more it was like this, the more Sang Bei felt that his heart was out of order. After a long silence, he shook his head: "It's nothing."
Yi Jiamu replied, "Then I'll take a shower first."
"Go, let's go." Sang Bei showed a very understanding smile and watched Yi Jiamu go to the closet to take out the bath towel and change of clothes. Unexpectedly, when the coat was taken off, he accidentally glanced at it from the corner of his face. His expression instantly froze.
Although it was only such a short moment, it was enough to be very sure that there was indeed a deep and ambiguous tooth mark on the gland on Yi Jiamu's neck, which was tenderly reddish, clear and eye-catching.
Such traces seem to have a provocative effect, which made Sang Beifu's face uncontrollably warm as he thought about it, and all his thoughts completely ran away in an instant.
Susceptible period, lonely A and widowed O, glands, bite marks... What happened, it's about to come out!
Yi Jiamu didn't notice the strangeness in his roommate's expression, hung his coat on the head of the bed, and turned around and walked into the bathroom.
Sang Bei stood alone in the empty dormitory for a while, and after recovering, he sat back at the desk with a "swoosh", and used the new photon computer on the desktop to log in to the campus forum.
Before that, the news of the lifting of the ban around the Yiyuan Club building had already spread, and everyone was very surprised that Gu Yesheng was not taken away by the mecha rescue team. Wave after wave of heated discussions.
Sangbei quickly landed on the trumpet.
Among a bunch of posts such as "Ye God during the susceptible period has exploded", "Who knows what happened this afternoon?" There is an extra title called [Does anyone think that they can set up a new AO CP for Ye Shen? ]'s post, and then, in the midst of the uproar and passionate discussion, it was instantly and completely buried.
Sang Bei stared at his theme building, which no one cared about, and suddenly felt a trace of sadness.
Obviously Mumu likes Ye Shen so much, obviously Ye Shen and Mu Mu have already made sauce and sauce, but why is it not recognized by the outside world? So frustrating!
He silently glanced at the lively forum, and was about to shut it down, when he glanced at it, he suddenly found a new reply.
Clicking in, I saw the concise reply at a glance: I think this idea is very good, it would be even better if the object is a sweet and soft cute.
Sang Bei's eyes lit up, and inexplicably had a feeling of finding a confidant.
He glanced at the ID of the reply, and after clicking on the information bar, it was not difficult to judge from the incomplete information that it was a new account that had just been registered.
But he doesn't dislike any trumpets, after all, who can't have a few vests when he is away from home!
So Sangbei took out the terminal without hesitation, and sent a social application to this account, remarks: sisters, do you want to have a new CP together!
The other party didn't know if he was busy or not. After a long while, the system message that passed the application was long overdue.
Sang Bei raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, and couldn't wait to send a message: "Welcome to the new CP of Jumei AO, sister, do you have a favorite for Ye Shen AO Lian? If not, would you like to know about Nightfall CP?]
After a while, I received a message from the other party.
[Mu Xiulinshen: Okay.]
Although he was not taken away and quarantined by the mecha support team, under Yusheng's repeated emphasis, Gu Yesheng stayed in the apartment obediently for a whole period of susceptibility. Go, go to the Yiyuanhui Building as soon as possible.
At this point, obviously everyone is training.
With the approaching of the college superpower league day by day, Lu Zexiu comprehensively upgraded everyone's training plan again. When Gu Yesheng arrived, he happened to see everyone who had just finished a certain project lying on the ground. A look of life and death unknown.
As an assistant of the association, Yi Jiamu is delivering water to the members.
It seemed that he felt the sight falling on him, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Yesheng with a smile on his face, and was slightly taken aback.
Gu Yesheng raised his brows slightly, raised the milk tea in his hand seductively, and waved to Yi Jiamu from a distance.
He was alone in the apartment for a few days. For some reason, when he saw the children, he felt inexplicably in a good mood. Seeing Yi Jiamu obediently walking up to him, he even laughed loudly with the tears in the corners of his eyes: "Take it. Bar."
Yi Jiamu took it and took a sip with a habit of incomparably skilled: "There are still two cups left."
"This cup doesn't count." Gu Yesheng leaned lazily against the door, looking down at him, some images flashed through his mind, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth could not be hidden, "This is a thank you gift from before. "
Yi Jiamu recalled how sweaty he was tossed on that day of the susceptible period, and accepted this statement without any thought burden: "That still owes me three cups."
Such light words were like a hand, scratching quietly in Gu Yesheng's heart, he couldn't help drooping his eyelids under the itch, thinking that not to mention three cups, there are no three hundred cups. question.
The other members of the Yiyuan Society lay dead on the ground for a long time before slowly coming back to life. As soon as they got up, they saw Gu Yesheng who was pulling Yi Jiamu and chatting and laughing at the door.
They wanted to gather around and ask about the unsolved mysteries of the whole school on the day of the susceptible period, but Lu Zexiu walked in with the information booklet, looked around, and said sternly, "It's time to prepare for the next project."
The surroundings were silent for a moment, and the collective wailed suddenly: "President, it's going to die!"
Lu Zexiu's tone remained unchanged: "I can't bear it like this. It seems that I'm not used to this kind of training. Maybe, we have to consider adding some other training content."
Everyone in the Yiyuan Society looked solemn: "...No, you have misunderstood the president, we will practice when we die!"
Lu Zexiu: "I'm glad you have such a high level of consciousness."
Seeing that everyone was about to enter the next exercise, Yi Jiamu picked up the table next to him again, glanced at Gu Yesheng's indifferent look, and asked, "Aren't you going to train today?"
Gu Yesheng didn't have to think about it, and answered very simply: "Not ready."
Lu Zexiu looked at him: "If you don't practice, what are you doing?"
"Of course I'm here to take a look..." Gu Yesheng smiled slightly, and naturally took the milk tea bag from Yi Jiamu's hand, and patted him lightly on the head, "Children. Go, let me see for you. With milk tea, I promise not to let others drink it secretly."
Yi Jiamu vaguely felt that something was wrong when he heard this, but he didn't think much about it and nodded: "It's troublesome."
Seeing the well-behaved figure leave, Lu Zexiu spoke again: "It's just you and me here, you mean, who wants to drink secretly?"
The smile in Gu Yesheng's eyes turned, and while Yi Jiamu was not paying attention, he took a small sip softly: "Of course I was guarding and stealing."
"..." Lu Zexiu was silent for a rare moment under this brazen behavior. He felt the communicator vibrate twice, took a look at the received news, paused, and said, "Since you don't train, follow me. Take a walk."
Gu Yesheng glanced at him: "Where are you going?"
Lu Zexiu met his gaze: "I just received the news that Mr. May Ang is coming to school."
The name fell from his ear, and Gu Yesheng's fingertips holding the milk tea tightened slightly: "I'll go with you."
After assisting in completing the next training program, Yi Jiamu didn't see Gu Yesheng's figure again, and saw half-drinked milk tea sitting alone by the window.
Xu Yi was dripping with sweat, noticed Yi Jiamu's gaze, wiped the towel around his neck, and explained, "Mr. Mei Ang came to our school, and the president and some professors went to receive him."
Yi Jiamu blinked: "Mr. May Ang?"
Xu Yi wiped his sweat for a moment, and said in surprise, "Don't you know him?"
"No impression." Yi Jiamu thought for a while, "but it sounds familiar, probably heard it somewhere."
"It's not surprising to hear someone mention such a big man." Xu Yi smiled, "Anyway, the president explained it just now, we don't have to wait for them. It's been too hard these few days, just tidy up and hurry back to rest. Bar!"
Yi Jiamu: "Good senior."
He didn't have much curiosity about things that had nothing to do with him, so he followed the others and started to clean up the training room.
At this moment, I suddenly received a new communication: [I have arrived at your school, where I want to see you.]
Xu Yi was standing beside him, feeling Yi Jiamu suddenly stunned there, he looked towards this side in doubt, and saw the last four words at a glance, and the movement of his hand couldn't help but pause slightly.
At this moment, Yi Jiamu suddenly raised his head and looked over, his eyes brightened visibly: "Senior, I have something to do, can I go first?"
"Ah?" Xu Yi was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, "Ah, if you have something to do, go ahead and leave it to us to sort it out here, it's alright!"
Yi Jiamu smiled: "Thank you, senior!"
When he left, he did not forget to bring the milk tea at the window, because of the pleasant and delicate invitation, even the whole back seemed to be full of beauty.
Zhuo Ming leaned over strangely: "What is the assistant doing here?"
Gong Yue said softly, "It looks like she is very happy."
Xu Yi's eyes fell on the direction Yi Jiamu left, and he couldn't help but take out the communicator, and his fingertips stayed on Gu Yesheng's ID for a long time. Thinking of the big man he was receiving, he closed the screen again.
Noticing the eyes full of gossip around him, he pretended to clear his throat: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."
The author has something to say: Xu Yi: At such a time, [can't] [can] [know] [Tao]~!