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Su Heyang stood up and stroked Yi Pingmo's hair. "Come on, let's go to dinner."

"It's night so soon? I just saw the respiratory system." Yi Pingmo curled a strand of hair next to his cheek with a pen, pointing the tip at his lips. "It's over, I'm going to fail the exam..."

"Why are you so nervous? The exam is still a day away." Su Heyang went around the back of the chair, put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her up.

"I have to memorize more than 70 characters in one day." Yi Pingmo raised his head and met Su Heyang's eyes. "Kill me, give me a good time."

"Get up soon, do you still want to eat the fragrant pot?" Su Heyang said with a frown.

Yi Pingmo's eyes lit up and he stood up immediately.Because he stood too hard, he bumped into Su Heyang's nose behind him.

"Are you... all right?" Yi Pingmo hurried up and stood on tiptoe to stare at his nose.

Su Heyang covered his nose and said, "Don't be so frizzy!" It was originally a criticism, but because Su Heyang was also reluctant to blame, his tone was gentle instead.

"Hee hee, I got it." Yi Pingmo smiled happily.

After reaching the third floor of the cafeteria, Yi Pingmo picked up a tong and a pot in the vegetable selection area, and added a lot of meat to his pot.Su Heyang followed her, and when she turned to hand it to her auntie, she snatched the pot and added some green vegetables, lettuce, fungus and other vegetables to it.

Yi Pingmo looked at him and pouted. "...it's too much for me to pay."

"It's not much, I'll pay later." Su Heyang handed the pot to her, only to find that she still pouted and stood there, "Your meat is not good for digestion." Su Heyang explained.

Yi Pingmo then slowly handed the pot to his aunt, and said, "Add more noodles and add more spice".

When Su Heyang was waiting for his aunt to call his number, he suddenly thought of a question. He turned around and asked Yi Pingmo: "Why is your brother's nickname Yi San'er?"

Yi Pingmo was drinking the free lemonade in the cafeteria. He swallowed the water when he heard this question and said, "A classmate took it in high school. It seems that my brother will be a mistress for Ming Ting brother. It's all a joke."

"Their relationship was that good when they were in high school?" Su Heyang continued to ask.

"Okay, um... Just like a real brother," Yi Pingmo raised his head after finishing a drink and said, "Why do you ask this?"

...Can I say it's because Lao He is jealous?Su Heyang thought to himself.It just so happened that the aunt called to the 13th, and Yi Pingmo didn't continue to ask, and ran to serve the meal.

Su Heyang touched the sweat oozing from his forehead, it's a crime to eat hot pot in this hot summer.

The bedroom door was closed for some reason, and the curtains were faintly blown by the wind, and the night view of the city outside could be seen through the gap.A trace of ambiguous emotions in the room slowly rose and dispersed like smoke.

"How long are you going to hug?" Zhao Mingting said, "Stop reading?"

"Look, look." He Zhixu let go of his hand, walked to the bed, took off his slippers, and lay down on the bed.He opened the book and turned to the table of contents, and asked casually, "Where have you been studying?"

"It's over." Zhao Mingting sat on the edge of the bed, looking at He Zhixu's neck, back, waist, and buttocks in a beautiful arc in the air.

"What? Didn't you just finish the class this week?" He Zhixu raised his head and his eyes widened.

"Well, I've been reviewing all the time when I was studying." Zhao Mingting turned his eyes away and said, looking at the floor.

... Xueba is really amazing, but Xu Zhi thought to himself, when he was studying, he didn't think of reviewing in advance.But there are new lessons every day, homework every day, and you don't only study this one, so how can you blame him if you don't have time to review?

"I'm afraid that one day is not enough to review." Zhao Mingting continued to explain.

"It's not enough!" He Zhixu sighed, "Did the teacher misunderstand us? Do you think we can see ten lines at a glance or can't forget?"

Zhao Mingting smiled at him, "Stop complaining, start reading, the former students survived like this." Zhao Mingting went to his schoolbag and took out a small book, which contained blood vessels and nerves that he copied by hand. knowledge points.

How do you know that this is the most difficult side, the review has not started at all, and you have to start from the introduction if you want to read it. "Come on, baby." He Zhixu took a deep breath and turned to the first page of the introduction.

Zhao Mingting couldn't help laughing at his words, the corners of his mouth curled up.

10 difficult minutes have passed. During these 10 minutes, how did you know that Xu variously turned on his mobile phone to check the time, turned his head sideways to look at the thickness of the book, and turned to the table of contents to count how many chapters there are.

No matter how much he counts, there will be more than 400 pages and more than 20 chapters.

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Mingting said something to him, but his eyes were still fixed on his notebook. While talking, he pointed his right hand from the base of his ear to the crest of his neck.

"What are you doing?" He Zhixu asked.

"Retelling the course of the external carotid artery."

He Zhi Xu rubbed his elbows a few times and climbed up to Zhao Mingting, "Is it useful?"

"I feel okay." Zhao Mingting didn't feel disturbed at all, and continued to look and point.

He Zhi Xu bent over, took the booklet from the middle of the bed, and silently turned to the page of blood vessels.His right hand quietly climbed onto Zhao Mingting's neck, and he imitated Zhao Mingting's light touch with his index finger and ring finger.

"The superficial temporal artery and the maxillary artery meet behind the mandibular condyle." He said and slowly moved his hand to the root of Zhao Mingting's ear.

"...What are you doing?" Zhao Mingting moved his lips, his eyes were a little blurred.

"I'm reviewing." He Zhixu moved his hand to Zhao Mingting's collarbone, "The brachiocephalic trunk is divided into the common carotid artery and the subclavian artery, and the common carotid artery is divided into the internal jugular and external jugular..."

How do you know that Xu's touch is in a detached style, and when he feels the touch, he will retract his hand slightly, and always let his fingertips touch the skin slightly.Zhao Mingting opened his mouth slightly, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and the image of He Zhixu when he was lying on his stomach reading just now appeared in his mind.

However, He Zhixu didn't know that the people under his command had been burned into a ball of fire and turned into a puddle of water.He still continued his "review", and slowly stretched his hands in from Zhao Mingting's slightly wide neckline, muttering: "The heart gives rise to the ascending aorta, which bends to the aortic arch, and the aortic arch divides into the left common carotid artery." artery, left subclavian artery, and brachiocephalic trunk."

But his hand ran to Zhao Mingting's chest restlessly.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhao Mingting's forehead, his temple hair was a little wet, and he was panting slightly.He wanted to speak but found that his throat was a little hot, so he had to clear his throat, "...stop...stop."

He didn't know that Xu Ben really touched Zhao Mingting's heart. The rapid beating of Zhao Mingting's heart from his fingertips made him feel a little hot. The fingertips in the air touched the spot on Zhao Mingting's chest unexpectedly.

That point also seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly stood upright.

Unexpectedly, Xu Bai's fair skin quietly climbed up to a bright red, from face to neck to ears as if drunk.

He immediately took out his hand from Zhao Mingting's neckline, quickly turned around and lay down on the bed, buried his head in the pillow, and took a thin quilt to cover his face.

……

Zhao Mingting looked back at him helplessly, stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, and thought to himself: This guy will kill him or bury him, he just has the guts.

He stood up, glanced at his crotch, turned and went into the bathroom.

The author has something to say: There is a power outage at home, it’s so hot~

The drama I wrote was not hot at all, but I was sweating...