Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

The afternoon sun shines on the campus roads and flower beds.

When Rong Zhimian opened his eyes, Yan Yu was no longer on the bed.

When his confused mind cleared up, he remembered that Yan Yu had class on Thursday afternoon.

There are not many classes left in the senior year, and there is plenty of time. Most people have already started internships. Yan Yu's class has one class each on Wednesday morning and Thursday afternoon, while his class is on Monday and Tuesday.

Perhaps it was because of regular exercise. When I woke up, except for some discomfort, I didn't feel any tiredness in my limbs.

The bitten lip was filled with a trace of pain. Amidst the clamor of an empty stomach, Rong Zhimian put on his clothes and planned to eat.

He had just taken two steps when the painful friction between two points on his chest and his clothes stopped him in his tracks. He lifted up his clothes and saw that the skin was torn.

The discomfort behind him, the teeth marks and broken skin on his chest muscles... all reminded him of his madness last night.

Thinking of that hot and exciting scene, Rong Zhimian blushed and hurriedly put down his clothes.

His eyes averted, and he waited for a moment before he could bear to go downstairs.

I went to the nearest canteen to pack food, and then went to the canteen to buy band-aids.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, I put down the food and hurriedly hid in the room.

He lifted up his clothes, bit it in his mouth, and tore off the band-aid.

Yan Yu finished class, thinking that Rong Zhimian might be waking up soon, so he packed two meals and returned to the dormitory.

When he saw the food on the coffee table, he didn't pay much attention and just assumed it was placed by his other two roommates. So he put down his food and opened his bedroom door.

then……

Then he saw this scene.

"Yan, Yan Eucalyptus!"

Rong Zhimian was suddenly startled and a little confused. He put down his clothes in a panic, holding the band-aid with his fingertips, hesitating not knowing what to do.

Yan Yu calmly walked over, lifted up his clothes, and already had one on.

Yan Yu stretched out his hand and scraped it, and Rong Zhimian's body trembled.

"...Yan Eucalyptus."

"Ah."

Yan Yu knelt down, wrapped her arms around his waist, and put her lips together.

"Yan Yu! Don't..."

This scene was somewhat erotic, and Rong Zhimian did not dare to look directly at it, and kept looking elsewhere.

Yan Yu relaxed her mouth, took the band-aid in his hand, and said, "I should do this kind of thing. After all, I bit it."

"Stop talking." What a shame.

"I brought the food back, let's go out to eat."

After filling her stomach, Yan Eucalyptus curled up on the sofa and played games.

Rong Zhimian sat in his arms, Yan Yu hugged him, and rested his chin on Rong Zhimian's shoulder.

Each of them contributes one hand, and they play with a mobile phone together, one for positioning, and one for enlarging moves. Easily lead the entire team flying, beating the opponent to retreat.

Just when the game was won and the two were about to start another game, their roommate Zhang Xintong, who had not been seen all day, stepped into the dormitory.

Seeing the intimate posture of the two of them, he paused for a moment, his eyes a little strange.

"Chi Yanyu, you two..."

"can not tell?"

"Aren't you with Jiang Muchao?"

"Who is talking nonsense with Jiang Muyao? Who do you listen to?"

"Didn't you and Jiang Muyao kiss downstairs? The school forum went crazy."

Rong Zhimian lost his composure and looked at Yan Yu, silently accusing and asking.

Yan Yu was stunned. He calmly opened the school forum, and a picture of Jiang Muchao lying on him suddenly popped up.

Yan Yu swiped twice and found two photos that looked like they were kissing.

"Tsk."

"Why don't you speak and question me loudly? Rong Zhimian, do you not love me?" Yan Eucalyptus asked Rong Zhimian while flipping through the posts. His tone was a little strange, but his expression was gentle and calm.

"I'm waiting for you to explain to me."

"Are you angry?"

Rong Zhimian didn't say anything. Yan Yu kissed him on the lips and comforted him: "Don't be angry, it's fake."

"Last night, Jiang Muchao refused the beauty's confession and used me as a shield. Song Sichen can testify to this."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yu threw his mobile phone to Zhang Xintong.

"Take a picture of me, just like this."

Zhang Xintong was a little confused, but he still followed the instructions.

"Okay, here you go."

Yan Yu took the phone, logged into the account, and entered the school forum to refute the rumors.

After explaining the situation of the picture with Jiang Muyao, the official announced Rong Zhimian and expressed the hope that the person who posted the picture would delete the false information.

Rong Zhimian was happy when he saw this, and also responded to Yan Yu's message in a high-profile manner.

[Chi Yanyu is my partner. ]

This wave of operations exploded on the school forum, and when Jiang Muchao saw the screen full of CP fans, he smashed his phone.

He walked around the room twice, picked up his phone, and sent messages to the other three people.

The night was getting dark, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Muchao drove his supercar to Xuanshui Bay. The Jiang family was in the real estate business, so it was normal for Xuanshui Bay to have a sea-view room.

The scenery of Xuanshui Bay is very good, and it is a secret base for several people. Generally, when they are eyeing someone and have some ideas, they will gather here.

The crystal lamp was on, he shook the red wine glass, and soon Qin Yuanzhen and Song Sichen were waiting.

Now the number of implementers of the hunting plan for Chi Yanyu, the so-called hunters, has reached the third level, with one more to go.

The hall was very silent. Different from the usual proud conversations and showing off of hunters after catching prey, each of them had different expressions, either anxious, indifferent, or calm...

The time slowly came to nine o'clock, and one of the hunters still didn't arrive.

Qin Yuanzhen, who was in a friendly mood, said, "Would you like to call and ask?"

Jiang Muyao snorted coldly: "Maybe he didn't read the news at all and was making out with Chi Yanyu."

Song Sichen and Qin Yuanzhen looked at him calmly. The speaker didn't realize how jealous or bitter his words were, but they could hear them clearly.

Jiang Muchao picked up the phone and then threw it away: "You two, let's fight."

"You do it."

"Okay." Song Sichen dialed the phone easily and normally.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Rong Zhimian finally arrived at Xuanshui Bay.

"Why are you so anxious? You have to ask me to come over so late at night. If you fall in love with someone again, you don't need to call me. I won't participate again."

Jiang Muyao drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Under the crystal lamp, his romantic and passionate face was full of cynicism.

"What's the rush? Things have to start and end. I asked you to come over. There is a reason."

He put down the wine glass casually, his movements free and easy.

"The male number one hunting plan has been going on for more than a year. Please first congratulate our winner with warm applause - Rong Zhimian!"

Jiang Muyao spoke passionately, applauding as he spoke.

Hearing the male lead's hunting plan, which was different from Jiang Muyao's playfulness, Rong Zhimian's face turned cold, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart...