minister under clothes

After the holiday, Yan Tou was suddenly in a good mood, as if he had discovered a new world, and took pleasure in harassing Lu Qingyi every day.

Lu Qingyi, who had always been used to being alone, was naturally very annoyed.

This day at lunch time, he rarely came to the restaurant to order two cold dishes, and he was eating in silence, when Yan Tou took his girlfriend and sat across from him unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence."

Lu Qingyi stopped his chopsticks and looked at him with black lines on his head.

"Why do you just eat these, are you full?" the girl asked curiously.

"He's a vegetarian, you don't understand." Yan Tou said.

The girl picked up the ribs on the plate: "The meat is still delicious."

Yan Tou's attention was no longer on her, and he just asked: "What are you doing on weekends, let's go to the hot spring."

The girl grabbed his arm and said, "Okay, okay."

Yan Tou said, "I didn't tell you..."

"I'm full." Lu Qingyi stood up and left with the magazine in hand.

Yan Tou didn't know how many times he was rejected by the door, and then he couldn't help squinting his beautiful eyes, ready to use an unlimited killer.

"What are you doing..." As soon as Lu Qingyi came back from evening self-study, he was stunned by the messy scene as soon as he entered the dormitory.

Yan Tou moved everything away, and carried a basin of water to clean up for the first time.

He smiled and said, "I feel a little dirty, so just wipe it off."

Lu Qingyi picked up his magazine in a displeased way: "Just wipe yours, don't touch mine."

"I'm a perfectionist, how can I do half of what I do?" Yan Tou picked up a bucket of water and smiled.

Lu Qingyi didn't pay any attention to him, but looked up and saw the photo of his performance was pasted on the wall, he turned angrily and said, "What the hell are you doing..."

"Ah!" Yan Tou seemed to be taken aback, and suddenly put the basin on the bed, and then stammered: "This, this...is all wet."

Lu Qingyi was dizzy from being disturbed, and suddenly raised his voice: "You pack it up quickly, I don't care."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and left.

In fact, Yan Tou really cleaned it up, but he aired out all the sheets and bedding at night, leaving only a wet bed board and a fluffy pillow.

At this moment, this guy hugged the pillow and stood in front of Lu Qingyi's bed and said, "I have nowhere to sleep..."

Lu Qingyi feebly covered his face with the book, lying there speechless.

Yan Tou took the book away and said, "If you hadn't scared me, I wouldn't have made it like this."

"Don't beat me up, okay?" Lu Qingyi's eyes were gloomy.

Yan Tou pushed him with a smile: "Just work together for one night, everyone is a man, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Qingyi didn't want to make trouble with him anymore, so he turned to face the wall and said coldly, "Turn off the lights and shut up."

Yan Tou complied immediately.

The time passed midnight quickly.

In the pitch-black dormitory, only the moonlight was left, and he looked up at the ceiling in a bored manner, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Lu Qingyi habitually huddled into a ball again, hugging the pillow in a lonely figure.

He must have found no other way to find comfort after his father left and his mother committed suicide.

How did such a bleak life persist?

Yan Tou imagined for a moment, and felt sad.

But this emotion was obviously not in line with his nature. After a while, Yan Tou smirked again, and deliberately gently pulled away the pillow from Lu Qingyi's arms.

The discomfort of losing attachment made the boy frown delicately.

Yan Tou originally thought that Lu Qingyi would wake up and be angry with him, but unexpectedly he turned over in a daze, put his hands on Yan Tou's body, and gradually eased his expression.

Now Yan Tou was at a loss.

He didn't dare to move for a long time, and finally took a peek carefully, only to be sure that Lu Qingyi was already fast asleep.

A faint breath spread in the chest, and there was a strange warmth.

Yan Tou boldly hugged his back, Lu Qingyi unconsciously hugged him even tighter.

The heart beats strangely.

Lost in his sleep, Lu Qingyi suddenly put his slender legs on his body. Yan Tou didn't know whether it was a simple koala action or an ambiguous seduction, but he immediately had a boy's embarrassing reaction.

Although it's not like I haven't met beautiful boys before, but most of them still like gentle girls.

Yan Tou couldn't figure out what was going on, step by step it became what it is now.

The only thing he knows clearly is that he can do nothing, and he should not do anything.

So after a long stalemate, he just raised his hand and stroked Lu Qingyi's short hair lightly.

Such a soft and gentle touch is actually addictive.

The dream of this night seems to be extraordinarily long.

Lu Qingyi woke up later than usual, he had the illusion that he was resting seriously after a long journey, and his whole body was lazy and unwilling to move.

But this illusion only lasted for a second, and he got up immediately in shock, blushing in embarrassment: Why is he almost lying on top of Yan Tou, does he know, isn't this strange?

Fortunately, Yan Tou seemed to be in a deep sleep and was completely unconscious.

Lu Qingyi tiptoed out of bed, and when his feet touched the ground, he sighed at the same time.

Does it feel good to have someone to accompany you?

But what are friends? Even close relatives can leave without looking back, so what about strangers.

There is no relationship in this world that is worthy of people's wholehearted trust.

The most painful part of going to school for Lu Qingyi is studying.

He is really not good at answering papers, and even faces homework every day.

In order not to worry grandpa, I had to squeeze more time to deal with it.

He didn't practice drama in the activity class that day, but hid in the classroom alone to review the history, but he flipped through the book several times, but he couldn't find the answer.

While worrying, Yan Tou suddenly came over in a hurry and said, "I broke up with that girl."

Then he glanced at the test paper again: "Choose D."

"Ah?" Lu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, sweating and said: "You are so casual."

"I'm not casual, I can't deceive myself and others." Yan Tou pulled a stool and sat next to him: "Let me teach you."

"No need." Lu Qingyi would not be interested in miscellaneous things, but immediately put the book under his hands.

"What are you sorry for? Are you hungry? I'll go buy dinner and eat in the classroom." Yan Tou also patted his head kindly.

Lu Qingyi felt awkward all over, thinking that buying food would be tantamount to leaving him, so he nodded immediately.

Yan Tou walked away happily humming a song, without any sadness after breaking up.

Finding food for vegetarians can be really difficult.

After wandering around the restaurant, Yan Tou simply took out the phone number of a famous Vegetarian restaurant and called for takeaway. After waiting at the school gate for half an hour, get out of class was almost over.

He also felt hungry, and returned to the classroom in a happy mood. He opened the door and asked for credit: "You must have bought what I bought... What's wrong with you?!"

Lu Qingyi actually sat there crying, and wept bitterly with tears streaming down his face.

Yan Tou ran over in a panic and said anxiously: "What happened?!"

Lu Qingyi's usual calm voice changed his tune: "Febe is dead..."

Yan Tou also raised a dog before, and he knew that leaving a dog is like passing away a loved one, and his words are completely useless. What's more, that Samoyed is the only memory left by his father.

Lu Qingyi was also afraid of embarrassment, and didn't want to look like this in front of outsiders, but she wiped away more and more sad tears.

Yan Tou whispered helplessly, "Don't cry..."

Then he helped him take off his crooked glasses and handed him a tissue.

"I don't want it to die, I want Febe..." Lu Qingyi covered his face with his school uniform sleeve in embarrassment.

He always scolded Yan Tou for being like a dead child, but now he looked more like a child than anyone else.

It's pure, wronged, and distressing.

Yan Tou helped his hand, wiped his clean face and red nose tip with a tissue, and without thinking for a moment, leaned over and kissed his tear-stained lips.

A second later, they met Lu Qingyi's frightened eyes.