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Song Ziqi chuckled: "Going to the dining hall?"

The food in the z dining hall tasted very good, and after he ate it once, he never forgot it.

Liang Boya smiled and said, "Go to my house, I'll make it for you."

Song Ziqi's eyes lit up immediately: "God, can you still cook?"

Liang Boya said lightly, "I can do something simple."

Song Zizhou stared at Liang Boya: "Male god, you are so virtuous...then I'll take off my make-up first and then change my clothes back."

Just when Song Ziqi turned around to go backstage, he was stopped by Liang Boya: "I just saw a lot of people rushing upstage, they seem to be looking for you."

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment: "Looking for me?"

Liang Boya looked at Song Ziqi and said with a half-smile, "They seem to want to determine whether you are a boy or a girl."

Song Ziqi suddenly felt his balls turn cold. He is very sensitive to these things now. After all, he just became popular on the forum a few days ago, although there is only one back... So he shook his head and said to Liang Boya: "Then we Let's go now."

Liang Boya raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to change?"

Song Ziqi shook his head hastily. He would definitely be caught if he went back now: "I'll send them a text message saying I'm leaving first, and I'll return the clothes tomorrow... Let's leave now."

Liang Boya looked at Song Ziqi's eager expression, and smiled slightly: "Okay, let's go."

The two slipped out through a small door in the backstage. Song Ziqi was afraid that someone would find out, so he lowered his head with guilt and trotted around until the two of them left the Z University gate, and Song Ziqi heaved a sigh of relief.

"I suddenly realized," Song Ziqi slowly calmed down his heartbeat, and smiled at Liang Boya, "...we seem to be running away."

Liang Boya lowered his eyes and laughed.

Song Ziqi blushed slightly from Liang Boya's smile. He lowered his head, revealing his slightly red ears and neck.

After leaving Z University, the little pink dress on Song Ziqi attracted the attention of many people. Although this little dress is not as exaggerated as those big dresses with skirts that drag the floor, it is still very eye-catching, especially With the addition of Song Ziqi's appearance, there were so many eyes on him that it made him a little hairy.

Song Ziqi lowered his head, his ears were slightly warm, until Liang Boya moved in front of him, blocking those gazes.

It was not the first time Song Ziqi came to Liang Boya's house, but it was the first time to come with Liang Boya.

But it wasn't until the two of them entered the room that Song Ziqi realized that there were only him and Liang Boya. He couldn't help asking Liang Boya curiously: "Why are there only two of us, where is your brother?"

Speaking of Ye Zhongya, he couldn't help but think of what happened a few days ago, and he was a little embarrassed.

"He went to play at a classmate's house." Liang Boya poured a glass of water for Song Ziqi, "...not at home today."

Song Ziqi took the cup and was about to drink it, but suddenly remembered that the lipstick on his mouth hadn't been wiped off, so he had to put down the cup: "I'll wash off the lipstick first..."

Liang Boya looked at Song Ziqi's bright red lips, and suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute."

Song Ziqi paused: "What's wrong?"

Liang Boya pinched Song Ziqi's chin, lowered his head and kissed him, he rubbed on Song Ziqi's bright red lips, and finally bit Song Ziqi's lips when he was fainting from the kiss.

Song Ziqi blushed for a while, but when he looked up and saw the lipstick on Liang Boya's lips, he couldn't help laughing.

"How does the lipstick taste?" Panting, he asked Liang Boya maliciously.

Liang Boya looked down at Song Ziqi's lips, and smiled lowly: "...not bad, very sweet."

Song Ziqi's fair face flushed instantly.

"Go remove your makeup first, I'll cook the noodles." Liang Boya wiped off the lipstick around his mouth with a tissue, "How about the egg noodles?"

Song Ziqi's stomach growled suddenly, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Liang Boya smiled, turned and went into the kitchen.

After Song Ziqi sent Song Xueying a text message, he got into the bathroom and began to remove his makeup.

Cleansing oil is needed to remove makeup. Fortunately, Song Ziqi saw a bottle of cleansing oil in a pile of bottles and jars on the storage shelf of the sink, which probably belonged to Mama Ye.

Song Ziqi poured a little sneakily, and then took off the makeup on his face.

After washing his face with clean water for the last time, Song Ziqi touched his clean face, feeling comfortable and refreshing without makeup.

He looked down at the little dress on his body, and decided to ask Liang Boya to borrow a dress to wear later.

Even if he liked this little dress, it would be too much to wear for a whole night.

When Song Ziqi walked out of the bathroom, Liang Boya just came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles.

Looking at the pink apron on Liang Boya, Song Ziqi suddenly felt that his cute spot was hit hard again.

Liang Boya put down two bowls of noodles, wiped his hands with his apron, and looked up at Song Ziqi: "You should change your clothes first, it's not convenient to eat now."

Song Ziqi's little rented pink dress looked expensive, and it would be troublesome if it got dirty, so he nodded, followed Liang Boya into the room, and changed into home clothes.

Liang Boya's clothes were a bit too big for Song Ziqi, and Song Ziqi found that the T-shirt Liang Boya found for him this time was bigger than the last one, and the neckline was several times bigger. He could see his tits and pants when he lowered his head. It is also very loose, and when the wind blows, the wind will be blown in from the bottom of the trousers, which is simply cool.

As soon as Song Ziqi smelled the egg noodles, his stomach, which hadn't eaten all night, suddenly growled.

He looked at Liang Boya eagerly, and after getting Liang Boya's slight smile, he picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the noodles hummingly.

Liang Boya's craftsmanship is not bad, but Song Ziqi, who is extremely hungry, is not in the mood to be picky, not to mention that this is egg noodles made by the male god himself, not to mention the taste is so-so, even if he cooks in the dark, he will not blink his eyes eat it!

After eating the noodles in the bowl in a few strokes, Song Ziqi picked up the bowl and drank the soup.

After drinking the soup, Song Ziqi touched his bulging belly, feeling satisfied.

Liang Boya ate slowly, even Song Ziqi put down his chopsticks, and he ate less than half of it.

Song Ziqi scratched his head, and suddenly felt a little ashamed of his turbulent eating behavior: "I'm done eating, male god, you eat slowly...then I'll go first, the dormitory will be closed when it's late, you You don’t need to send it away, ah yes, there are also bowls, I can wash the bowls myself, male god, you can eat slowly.”

Liang Boya paused with his chopsticks, and he looked up at Song Ziqi: "Put down the bowl, and I'll do the washing."

"That's so embarrassing." Song Ziqi shook his head, "Since you cooked the noodles, male god, I at least have to wash the dishes. It's not good to leave after eating."

Liang Boya smiled: "Then why don't you wash my dishes too?"

Song Ziqi coughed: "God, I'd like to wash the dishes for you, but the dormitory access control time is coming soon, I'm afraid it's too late..." The key is that the speed of the god's eating is too annoying!

"You can stay tonight," Liang Boya suddenly chuckled, "This way you won't have to worry about the dormitory's access control."

Song Ziqi almost choked on his own saliva: "cough cough cough cough I will

There is still class for the first class! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it, damn it!Such a great opportunity!Why is he so mean!Why are you so cheap!

Liang Boya raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "It's not far from here to G University, you won't be late."

Song Ziqi once again felt ashamed for his dirty little thoughts, it turned out that the male god didn't mean that at all!If the male god meant that, how could he let himself get up the next day... Wait, stop, stop!Stop thinking about it!The more I think about it, the dirtier it gets!

So Song Ziqi quickly restrained his evil thoughts, he nodded hesitantly: "...Okay."

After Liang Boya finished eating the noodles, Song Ziqi rushed to wash the dishes, but Liang Boya didn't give in, so Song Ziqi went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Song Ziqi was washing the dishes while humming, humming, he suddenly felt that he and Liang Boya were like a newlywed couple, you cook while I wash the dishes, it couldn't be more warm!

When Song Ziqi finished washing the dishes, Liang Boya had already entered the bathroom to take a shower.

Song Ziqi listened to the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom, and couldn't help thinking about it, he walked into Liang Boya's room silently, Liang Boya's room was still clean and tidy, spotless.

Song Ziqi stared at Liang Boya's bed for a long time, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of the "male god's bed", so he threw himself on Liang Boya's bed in an unstandard diving posture.

Liang Boya's bed was big and soft, Song Ziqi couldn't help rolling on the bed several times, then buried his face in his male god's pillow, took a deep breath, and then looked intoxicated.

After Song Ziqi buried his face on Liang Boya's pillow for a while, he suddenly felt that there was something under the pillow. He hesitated for a moment, but stretched out his hand, and then he touched...a thin silk stocking.

He hesitated to take out the stocking, and found that it was the black stocking he had worn before.

It turned out to be his stockings...

Song Ziqi: "..."

Wait, there seems to be something wrong?

Wait, this is clearly not right anywhere!

He has not forgotten what strange liquid this stocking was once stained with. Although the male god must have washed it, but putting such a stocking that was once stained with some suspicious liquid under the pillow... how strange it is to think !

Just when Song Ziqi was staring at the stockings in a daze, Liang Boya walked in with a wet body.

As soon as Song Ziqi raised his head, his eyes widened instantly, because Liang Boya was naked except for a bath towel tied around his waist!

Liang Boya's jet-black hair was dripping with water, and the water dripped across his cheeks, chest, lower abdomen, and then sank into the towel around his waist...

Song Ziqi's fair face flushed instantly, and his ears were flushed.

Before Liang Boya could speak, he immediately stood up in a panic, and stammered, "I, I'm going to take a shower too."

The bathroom is filled with the heat of a fresh shower and the smell of refreshing peppermint body wash.

Song Ziqi felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by Liang Boya's breath, and he couldn't help blushing and heartbeat.

After taking a shower, Song Ziqi put on the big T-shirt again, and went back to Liang Boya's room silently.

Liang Boya had already changed into loose pajamas and pajama pants, and was sitting by the bed playing with her mobile phone.

Song Ziqi silently noticed that the stocking was gone, but Liang Boya, who was playing with his phone with his head down, looked normal.

"Done?" Liang Boya looked up at Song Ziqi. His gaze stayed on Song Ziqi's neckline for a while. Song Ziqi subconsciously lowered his head to look at it, and then pulled up the neckline of his T-shirt as if nothing had happened to stop him from accidentally running out. Pink Tiny Tits.

Song Ziqi's ears were slightly red, he coughed lightly, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "By the way, where are my stockings?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

Liang Boya paused, then smiled: "What's the matter, do you want to wear it now?"

Song Ziqi: "..."

Liang Boya took out the stocking from under his pillow as if nothing had happened, and handed it to Song Ziqi.

Song Ziqi's brain became hot, and he couldn't help asking: "Why did you put my stockings under the pillow?"

Liang Boya paused for a moment, then smiled. He looked at Song Ziqi and said in a low and hoarse voice, "...do you really want to know?"

Song Ziqi's face turned red again, and countless nasty little thoughts flashed through his mind.

Liang Boya put down the phone, stood up, wrapped Song Ziqi in his arms, bowed his head and whispered in Song Ziqi's ear, "...just like that night...with stockings..."

Song Ziqi's face flushed instantly, and Liang Boya's voice caused a small air current, which caused a shiver on the skin around his ears, making his limbs a little weak.

"Then……"

"No, needless to say," Song Ziqi swallowed hard, stuttering and unable to complete a sentence, "No, needless to say, I, I know."

"...What do you know?" Liang Boya chuckled in his ear and said in a low and hoarse voice.

Song Ziqi swallowed with great difficulty, and said dryly, "...I don't know."

At this moment, Liang Boya suddenly changed the subject: "What was that woman talking to you just now?"

Song Ziqi's brain didn't turn the corner for a while: "That woman?"

Liang Boya said indifferently: "The girl who plays the prince."

Song Ziqi was dumbfounded for a while: "This..." After all, his sexual orientation is private, so it doesn't seem good for him to say that?

"I can't say it like that," Liang Boya raised his eyebrows suddenly, and smiled lowly, "Are you confessing to me?"

Song Ziqi shook his head quickly: "How is that possible!?"

"Really?" Liang Boya was noncommittal, "I saw it in the background..."

Song Ziqi came to his senses immediately, and quickly explained: "She was explaining this to me just now, and she told me not to misunderstand... She said she likes girls!" He gritted his teeth, and said it anyway.

Liang Boya obviously did not expect this answer, and was taken aback for a moment.

Song Ziqi was a little embarrassed. After all, it wasn't the first time he was mistaken for a girl or something. Wasn't the first time right in front of his eyes?

"She just mistook me for a girl at that moment," Song Ziqi scratched his head in embarrassment, "so she told me not to misunderstand..."

After a while, Liang Boya smiled softly.

"So that's how it is..."

For some reason, Song Ziqi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"You don't know," Liang Boya looked up at Song Ziqi, with a soft and deep voice, "I was backstage just now, seeing how you looked after you put on makeup, how much I wanted to kiss you..."

Song Ziqi pursed his lips, his ears felt slightly warm.

"Your lips look so good after you put on lipstick, and you really want to kiss them," Liang Boya continued in a gentle voice, "...and you really want to bite them hard."

At some point, Song Ziqi was already sitting on the bed, and Liang Boya was standing in front of him, kneeling on the bed with one leg bent, and holding Song Ziqi's shoulders with both hands, he lowered his head and kissed Song Ziqi tenderly. Gently rubbed his lips against Song Ziqi's lips, then poked out the tip of his tongue, licked Song Ziqi's lips, and finally slowly pried open Song Ziqi's teeth, poked in, hooked...

Song Ziqi felt that his mouth and nose were completely filled with the breath of the person in front of him. This feeling of being overwhelmed, surrounded, and possessed by another person's breath was very strange, but it was not annoying.

Because this person is his male god, the person he likes.

Song Ziqi was kissed, and then he was gently thrown onto the bed. Liang Boya's bed was big and soft. The moment he fell down, he felt that he had fallen into a pile of soft cotton in an instant.

Liang Boya put one hand behind Song Ziqi's head, and continued to lower his head to kiss Song Ziqi, from the eyebrows to the tip of the nose, from the tip of the nose to the chin, and then Song Ziqi's slender neck, slightly convex Adam's apple, and deep concave collarbone.

It wasn't until this time that Song Ziqi suddenly realized why Liang Boya found him such a T-shirt, because this T-shirt with an oversized neckline was so convenient for Liang Boya to put his hand in.

Realizing this, Song Ziqi's face flushed again, but because his face was already flushed at this time, no matter how red he was, he couldn't see it.

Song Ziqi finally realized what was going to happen next.

But when things came to an end, he suddenly flinched a bit.

I don't know if it was because the initiative last time used up all his courage. When Liang Boya's hand gradually penetrated into his pants, he suddenly blushed and stammered, "You, didn't you say that the first time One, if you are unprepared once...will you get hurt?"

Liang Boya paused after hearing the words, and then smiled slightly: "So, this time I have made all the preparations."

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment. He watched Liang Boya stand up, opened the cabinet of the desk beside him, and took out several things.

A package that looked like men's facial cleanser, but Song Ziqi knew it was definitely not a men's facial cleanser, and several colorful balloons... Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment.

"What flavor do you like, strawberry, apple, orange...or mint?"

Liang Boya spoke slowly in a gentle and deep voice.

Song Ziqi silently buried his face in the pillow.

After a long while, he raised his head, with a heroic expression of generosity and righteousness: "Male god! Face me head-on!"

Liang Boya smiled lowly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

"What flavor do you like?"

"Mint flavor bar qaq..."

"..."

"What flavor do you like?"

"Strawberry flavor bar qaqaq..."

"..."

"What flavor do you like?"

"Apple flavor, qaqaqaq..."

the next day.

Song Ziqi bit the corner of the quilt, supported his sore waist, and there was a teardrop that was about to fall in the corner of his eye.

He silently looked at the pile of colorful used balloons in the trash can in the corner of the room... So, what's the point of what flavor of balloon the male god asked him to choose yesterday? !Obviously, in the end, all the balloons of each color were used up!Since I used up all of them last night, why did I ask him what flavor he likes!

...so all he chose was the order in which those balloons were used, right?

"Little slob, wake up, it's time for breakfast."

Liang Boya stood at the door, smiling softly at Song Ziqi lying on the bed.

The sunlight came in from outside the door, and Liang Boya's whole body seemed to be bathed in the sunlight, the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

Song Ziqi silently glanced at the wall clock on the wall of the room: "...at this point, it's time to have lunch!"

Liang Boya sighed, and said in a helpless tone: "There is no way, who told us to get up now."

So whose fault is it that they are only getting up now? !

Song Ziqi bit the corner of his quilt with tears in his eyes: "I

There is still class in the first period..."

"But it's noon now," Liang Boya gently reminded Song Ziqi, "Hey, get up and have lunch, and then lie down and rest for a while."

"I have never skipped a class in three years of college, do you know?" Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya tearfully, "but today... I actually skipped class..."

Although he is a scumbag, Song Ziqi really rarely skips class.

"A college career without skipping classes is incomplete," Liang Boya smiled slightly, "Congratulations, you are complete now."

Song Ziqi: "..."

I always feel that the male god this morning is weird!It's almost like being worn by someone!

"Just kidding," Liang Boya bent down and hugged Song Ziqi, so frightened that Song Ziqi quickly put his arms around Liang Boya's neck, "I've already called for you to ask for leave."

Song Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his heart arose again: "Wait, what reason did you use to ask for leave for me?"

While carrying Song Ziqi into the living room, Liang Boya said calmly, "I said you were broken by a pile driver."

Song Ziqi: "..., does our school have pile drivers?"

Liang Boya bent down and put Song Ziqi on the sofa. Song Ziqi turned sideways awkwardly and sat crookedly in an extremely awkward posture.

"... Just kidding, I said you have a cold."

Song Ziqi finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was just afraid that Liang Boya would accidentally say something that shouldn't be said to his roommate, but he really thought too much, after all, how could someone as calm and rational as a male god be like this? Careless?Only a bastard with an IQ that goes offline every minute like him can accidentally leak his words, right?

"I checked on the Internet, and I want to eat something lighter the next day, so I made some porridge with preserved egg and lean meat." Liang Boya's voice was as gentle as spring water, which made Song Ziqi's ears crisp, "Try it, the taste may not be good. How about it."

As long as it is made by the male god himself, he can eat it even if it is dark food without changing his face!

Song Ziqi took a sip with a happy face, and then swallowed it silently.

So fishy.

... The words of the male god are really not humble at all.

He said before that "he can only make a few simple dishes"...in fact, he only knows how to make egg noodles, right?

For some reason, Song Ziqi inexplicably felt that he might be the truth.