Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Jiang Que reported that the maintenance time was in the evening, and by the time the maintenance technician came, the water pipe was repaired at ten o'clock.

Except Zhou Jin, the other three people in the dormitory had to queue up for hot water to take a shower.

They didn't dare argue with Jiang Que, fearing that this guy would secretly unplug the power.

Zhou Jin has training tomorrow, so he went to bed early.

The weather has been hot and there are mosquitoes recently, so this guy set up a mosquito net for himself, the kind that is opaque and has a zipper.

Jiang Que's bed was next to his. When he climbed up, he saw this guy locking himself in and sleeping soundly. He didn't know if he was trying to keep away mosquitoes or someone else.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Que was sleeping soundly.

The beautiful lady with a charming voice suddenly smiled and came online: [The prop card was issued successfully, the trial period is seven days, I wish the host a happy use. ]

After saying this, the person disappeared.

Jiang Que, who was asleep, didn't hear clearly.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, he was in a basement. The light was dim and silent. He was wearing a black suit and his leather shoes made a claustrophobic sound on the concrete floor.

Just when Jiang Que was wondering if there was a bug in the system that teleported him to the next world, a spotlight appeared and shone on a dilapidated iron door in front of him. The spotlight seemed to be guiding Jiang Que to open the door.

The strange light, the empty secret room, and the tightly closed door all seemed unusual.

Jiang Que frowned and kicked him away.

The next second, a blinding light shone through the crack in the door, and Jiang Que closed his eyes and turned his face away.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene had changed to last night when he first arrived and was hugging Zhou Jin in bed.

Zhou Jin was awake at this time, staring at him with big eyes wide open in disbelief, and someone had already stepped into the door he had just kicked.

Last night was half, tonight is all.

Jiang Que suspected that the problem was with the card because the person bound to the system was Zhou Jin.

In other words, that prop card is a dream that only happens in spring.

That's the case.

Jiang Que raised his foot and walked inside tentatively. Zhou Jin did not explode with anger as he did in reality. Instead, his fingers dug into Jiang Que's shoulders. He frowned and could not speak, and even his breathing was interrupted.

...

The next morning, Jiang, who had used the prop card, got up refreshed and went downstairs to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

After walking around, I somehow ordered one for Zhou Jin as well.

Jiang Que felt something was wrong. What he put up was a prop card, not the real person, so why was he panicking?

Besides, Zhou Jin has such a bad temper, he might think he poisoned her.

We won't accept this injustice.

Jiang Que took breakfast back and planned to eat it himself.

When I arrived downstairs at the men's dormitory, I found the tall and strong Zhou Jin washing clothes next to the self-service washing machine downstairs. Because of his big stature, the washing machine looked very small.

With a cold face, he poured detergent into the water for free, as if he had a grudge against the things being washed in it.

Jiang Que saw the person, holding breakfast in his hand, rubbed his thumb lightly on the bag, suddenly raised his lips to show interest, and walked over to take a look at the things in the washing machine.

The smile in his eyes gradually became thicker: "Student Zhou is washing the sheets early in the morning? Did you wet the bed, or did you dream about someone you shouldn't have dreamed about last night?"

Jiang Que's smile seemed to deserve a beating.

Zhou Jin, who was already annoyed by this matter, looked even uglier when he saw Jiang Que coming over shamelessly and politely.

He covered the laundry detergent and threw it into the basin, with an extremely unfriendly attitude: "None of your business."

Then take out your mobile phone to scan the code to pay, the washing machine will wash automatically, and you can come and pick it up when the time comes.

Zhou Jin didn't even bother to look at Jiang Que. He carried the basin and walked around Jiang Que who was blocking his way and returned to the dormitory.

"Did you really dream about it? Who was it? It couldn't be me."

"Washing the sheets so early in the morning, classmate Zhou, are you secretly in love with me?"

Zhou Jin ignored him and wished he could cover his ears.

"How rude, classmate Zhou." Jiang Que was not annoyed when being ignored. He followed Zhou Jin with a swagger, like a hooligan who casually flirted with a decent boy.

Zhou Jin was so annoyed that he went up the stairs two or three times at a time and avoided Jiang Que as if he were the plague.

But no matter how he hid, he was still in the same dormitory with Jiang Que.