sick beauty monitor

After evening classes, the students all went back to the dormitory to take a shower and sleep. Ji Ze lay on his bed after taking a shower, planning to memorize "The Preface to the Lanting Collection" before going to bed.

"Although there is no prosperity of silk and bamboo orchestras, a glass of wine and a chants are enough to express the quiet feelings. It is also a day when the sky is clear and the air is clear, and the wind is gentle. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the prosperity of the categories, it is enough to wander the eyes and entertain the mind. For audio-visual entertainment, believe in Coke..."

Jiang Hao came out wiping his hair, and heard a pleasant voice with ups and downs. At a glance, it was the appearance of Ji Ze closing the book and resting his hands on the pillow to endorse the book.Although Jiang Hao had just taken a shower, his hair was wet, and his upper body was even bare, but somehow he felt very elegant.

He suddenly said, "How do you write about the matter of repairing the cemetery?"

Just after Ji Ze finished reciting a paragraph, he was taken aback for a moment and replied, "Add a contract next to the sign."

Jiang Hao pulled down the towel on his head, raised his lips and smiled brightly: "Correct."

Ji Ze glanced at him and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You interrupted me."

Jiang Hao sat down beside his bed and said familiarly, "Ma'am."

Ji Ze was stunned, a little confused: "Huh?"

Jiang Hao explained: "You have recited the words of Madam, starting from this sentence."

"Husband is the first word, read it the second time, and you pronounce it as Mrs., and it's the first time, how do I know what you're talking about." Ji Ze shrank back into the bed, explaining a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Hao smiled, "What did you misunderstand? Ma'am—"

The ending sound is deliberately lengthened, and the meaning is vague and ambiguous.

Ji Ze's heart skipped a beat, and he flung the pillow over in a bit of embarrassment, and said bluntly, "Have I allowed you to sit on my bed? Fuck off."

Jiang Hao easily caught it and put it aside, leaned over and approached step by step, his face was getting closer and closer, Ji Ze was almost stuck to the wall, wishing he could shrink into a thin piece of A4 paper!

"Ma'am, you are crossing the river and tearing down the bridge. I rubbed medicated oil on you for a whole week and sat here every night. Now as soon as you recover from your injury, you will immediately start driving people out."

Comrade Jiang, the playwright, began to pretend to be pitiful, and was deeply trapped in the role of suffering and couldn't extricate himself. Squad leader Ji, who was supposed to play the villainous role, was frightened into a ball, which really damaged the image of the villain.

As soon as Jiang Hao stretched out his hand, he easily carried the person and the quilt out, as if Ji Ze didn't take up the weight, and only had a light air-conditioning quilt.

Jiang Hao's hands skillfully rested on Ji Ze's waist, lifting the hem of his pajamas, revealing a section of his white waist.

Ji Ze quickly slapped his hands away, "Why are you so nervous?!"

Jiang Hao drooped his shoulders, his small eyes pretended to be resentful, "It's nothing, I just envy your waist."

Ji Ze was taken aback for a moment, then curled his lips slightly, "This is something you can't envy, it's natural, hmph."

Jiang Hao was not angry, but smiled, "Then can I practice it the day after tomorrow?"

Ji Ze thought: "...I don't know, you can check it on Baidu."

Jiang Hao didn't care, "I'll check later, show me your waist first."

"..." Ji Ze was a little speechless, staring obviously not wanting to show it, "You also said that you helped me apply medicated oil for a week, don't you know what it looks like?"

Jiang Hao didn't blush when he lied, "I'm always looking at the acupuncture points. Just look at it, and I will pay you back for helping you."

Ji Ze frowned.return?It sounds weird, but it is true that I have troubled the other party a lot this week. After hesitating for a while, I still got down on the ground, and cautiously lifted up some clothes by myself, and muttered: "This is not a person with a good figure. Signs are only natural, and fat and thin people have them."

This is what he checked on the Internet after that time.

"Is it okay to poke it?"

A voice suddenly came from above his head, and Ji Ze hadn't had time to say no... So, what's the point of that question? !

The warm fingertips landed on the lower back unexpectedly, Ji Ze's whole body tensed up, and he trembled unconsciously.Maybe it's because once Jiang Hao gets close, he will subconsciously start to be vigilant, his senses become more sensitive, all his attention is focused on one place, the feeling of touch is infinitely magnified, and his scalp can't stop slightly Numb... This guy is really dangerous.

Ji Ze tore off his clothes abruptly, turned over and turned to the side, and said quickly as if he was trying to cover up something: "It's over."

With empty hands, Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.

Ji Ze huddled under the blanket, staring at him with a pair of round bright black eyes, his soft bangs slipped a little with his movements, drooping on his eyebrows, he looked like a kitten.

Jiang Hao looked at it for a while, turned his eyes away, touched his nose, coughed and said, "Are you free this weekend?"

Ji Ze let go of the hand holding the quilt, and teased strangely: "What, you want to ask me out?"

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, "Yes, I have an appointment with you. I want to get my hair cut. I don't know which barber shop is more reliable. Your hair has grown too, so we can go together. Would you recommend one?"

After hearing this, Ji Ze touched his hair subconsciously. It did seem a bit long, and it was almost time to cut it.He unconsciously nodded in agreement, and felt a little strange when he went to bed at night. Is it normal for two boys to get their hair cut together?It seems... quite ordinary?

He tried his best to find out from his memory the picture of men going to get their hair cut together, and after finding out that there really was one, he closed his eyes and went to sleep in peace.

In the morning reading the next day, the students were reading ancient Chinese aloud to deepen their memory.Ji Ze also opened the back of the book "Preface to the Collection of Lanting". When he read the second paragraph, he couldn't help but stop, thinking about what happened last night.Subconsciously, I don't want to read it aloud, and I recite this paragraph silently in my heart.But even if he doesn't read it, it doesn't mean that the deskmate next to him won't either.

"The wife's relationship, I look up to the whole life, or take it into my arms, and understand the words in the room; or because of the entrustment, I let go of the waves..."

When Ji Ze heard the word Ma'am, he was familiar with the low tone, and his whole body froze, feeling uncomfortable.

Jiang Hao turned to look at him, and said strangely: "My deskmate, why don't you read it anymore?"

Ji Ze didn't dare to turn his head to look over at all. He felt that his brain had gone into a trance, and he actually thought that Jiang Hao's voice at the same table was about Madam. the taste of.

"fine."

Ji Ze answered stiffly, turned his head and looked out the window with his chin resting on his head, as if he was seriously admiring the morning campus scenery.

Jiang Hao pressed his hand on the page, gently caressing the word "madam", but his eyes fell on Ji Ze's body, his eyes were soft and focused, and he subconsciously said in a low voice: "Madam...you are with me."

The author has something to say: I have firmly pressed Wang Xizhi’s coffin board for you, you continue _(:зゝ∠)_

The old deer in the scumbag author's heart sighed with a cigarette in his mouth - youth is good, two words can be read with heartbeat.