i have a chromosome want to meet you

The short sleeves covered Chu Xiuyuan's body tightly, but Song Yu's naked body was played back in front of Song Yu's eyes. The muscles from the chest to the lower abdomen were faintly visible, and the lean and smooth waistline drew a vigorous arc, full of vitality and willfulness publicity.

Although Chu Xiuyuan was lazy, he often exercised, and he didn't have a trace of fat on his body. With just a quick glance at this body that had faded from youthfulness, the sexy curves of his waist and hips had already entered Song Yu's eyes and mind.

Song Yu held his breath at this moment, also took half a step back, looked from head to toe, and finally fixed on his tight waist, raised his eyebrows: "He has a good figure." He opened the door and went out of the cubicle as he spoke, teasing His tone of voice, as if all the previous actions were just normal exchanges between friends, without any special emotions, not the slightest bit.

Chu Xiuyuan felt a little nervous. He could smell Song Yu's breath just now, but now he pulled away again.Chu Xiuyuan understood that all of Song Yu's previous actions were unintentional, but knowing it was unintentional, why did his heartbeat be affected?

So annoying.

Frowning, he pushed Song Yu directly, pushed out the compartment, closed the door, raised the corner of his clothes and looked at it for a while, this is where Song Yu pinched, but so what?What are you thinking about?Am I sick?

Chu Xiuyuan shook his head, and took a deep breath to calm down, but what he inhaled was not the fragrance of verbena, but a big mouthful of toilet smell...

bah bah bah.

Dozens of seconds before going out.

Song Yu did not leave, but waited for him in front of the sink: "So long?"

Lying is never drafted: "Two men coming out of a cubicle at the same time would be weird, not nice to be seen. So wait a little longer."

"That's right." Song Yu found that Chu Xiuyuan's clothes were neatly dressed, apparently re-arranged, but the tuft of hair...

"Cut your hair too," Song Yu suggested.

Chu Xiuyuan dabbed a few drops of water on his tuft and began to take care of his tuft. Yesterday he went to bed after washing his hair without blowing it out, so after a night of styling, this tuft of hair was extremely firm and could not be pressed down. improvement.

Song Yu finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't move, I'll do it."

Chu Xiuyuan was happy to be served, and while staring at Song Yu's palm on his forehead, he asked, "Why do you also study ethics?"

Song Yu was curious: "I took it as an elective. You don't know?"

"How could I know?" Elective courses are not professional courses, so you can check the class schedule.

Song Yu smiled: "You sent me a text message asking which classroom I was in, but you didn't know that I was coming to class?"

Chu Xiuyuan raised his forehead, and suddenly tilted his head to look at his phone, only to find that his text message "What's the price!!!!" was replied by "a Song Yu".The first place in the contact column.

"Uh..." Chu Xiuyuan immediately stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket when Song Yu was about to glance at his phone, "I sent it to my roommate by mistake."

Before glancing at the screen, Song Yu responded casually, and tossed Song Yu's hair again: "Okay, let's go."

Chu Xiuyuan looked into his glasses, and suddenly heyed in dissatisfaction: "You are playing with me."

In the mirror, the tuft of hair is still upright, the difference is that there are two more tufts of the same thickness on the left and right of the tuft, and they stand there together. The shape is very unique, as stupid and cute as a parrot brother, no matter how handsome the face is, it can't hold it. Such a middle school hairstyle.

Song Yu also explained in a very serious way: "I can't hold it down, so I can only get the other two clusters together as companions."

"Think of me as Sanmao." Chu Xiuyuan stared at the mirror in disbelief, and poured water on his head with his palm.The more I looked at it, the more I couldn't laugh or cry, and then I just poured water on Song Yu's head, and after I splashed it, I threw it on it and rubbed it. Song Yu's hair was all messed up by Chu Xiuyuan, "Take my own hair as a companion What's the point, why not bring yours to accompany me."

Song Yu didn't resist at all. When Chu Xiuyuan was tired from playing, he grabbed both of Chu Xiuyuan's arms: "Are you still in class?"

"Come on." Chu Xiuyuan looked at Song Yu's bird's nest and laughed, "Why not."

The corners of Song Yu's eyes were slightly curved, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He let go and helped Chu Xiuyuan lift Liu Hai up to the top of his head, and laughed heartily: "Let's go."

The whole morning was devoted to ethics. After the second period, the three in the dormitory came to chat in the first row. Chu Xiuyuan thanked his buddies for their help. Only after getting up did I realize that the biggest contributor was actually Song Yu.

It was Song Yu who cleverly asked the teacher a few interesting questions before the roll call. The teacher was in high spirits and talked eloquently. After delaying for 5 minutes, he gave the bamboo stick to call and send a text message to remind Chu Xiuyuan of the time. .

Chu Xiuyuan liked to hug people whenever he was happy, and put his arm around Song Yu's shoulder: "I owe you a favor."

"Okay." Song Yu was not polite, "But my favor is not easy to repay."

"I'm afraid you won't succeed, you still let me kill and set fire?"

"Of course not."

At this time, Chu Xiuyuan didn't know that Song Yu's favor was indeed difficult to repay, and it was harder than all the promises he had ever experienced.

******

Time passed without rush, and on the Friday morning of the second week, there was another ethics class. When the alarm clock rang, the bamboo sticks practiced their voice: "Brother Yuan, wake up!"

Jiang Lichao: "Stop barking, he will definitely not get up."

While speaking, a figure quietly stood up under Chu Xiuyuan's mosquito net.

The bamboo stick stared, pointed at the mosquito net and stammered, "Ghost ghost ghost ghost ghost."

turtle?

The person in the mosquito net scratched his scalp and yawned. His voice was hoarse and slow, and he didn't wake up when he heard it: "What's your name so early in the morning..."

Chu Xiuyuan got up following the alarm clock for the first time, and the bamboo stick was inconceivable: "What are you doing up?"

"Class...?" Chu Xiuyuan slowly climbed down from the upper bunk, his eyes were sleepy, and his eyes were so soft that he couldn't see the arrogance of a generation of provocative kings.

Jiang Lichao was also surprised: "Ethics?"

"Ah, what the teacher said was very interesting."

The bamboo stick looks at Chu Xiuyuan like a monster. Who doesn't know that the ethics teacher Zhou Gong possesses a body, and can sleep a lot of time under each lecture. The three brothers in their dormitory have never walked two sticks of incense under that teacher: "Who are you kidding?" ...I think you are afraid of calling names."

Chu Xiuyuan didn't hesitate: "I'm also afraid of the roll call."

Opening the closet, I put on a pair of khaki pants, and took out a short-sleeved pair. It happened to be the one I wore backwards last week. I was stunned for two seconds, threw it back and picked up a black pair again.

As soon as he put on the bamboo stick, he made fun of him: "Why are you dressed so coquettishly?"

The black one is a long-sleeved shirt. The cuffs are rolled up to the elbows, exposing two slender forearms. The clothes are tucked into the slacks. There was a sense of abstinence in the wear.

"Sao, as expected of Chu Sao, you're so f*ckingly coquettish. Who do you want to attack today?"

The author has something to say: Song Yu: Who will you show me in such a coquettish dress?

Chu Xiuyuan: Guess what?

Song Yu: Say it again to my scalpel?

Chu Xiuyuan: For you to see