Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

When they returned to the dormitory with a half-cold barbecue, the dormitory lights were still on.

It seems that Manzi just came back not long ago, and his coat was still stained with the unique air-conditioning at night. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he subconsciously raised his head, and when he saw the person coming, he quickly lowered his eyelids.

Looking at his indifferent appearance, Chen Putao was speechless.

Obviously they have been living together under the same roof for several days, but the young man in front of him always has a face, as if he is fully focused on the few books in front of him.

He once asked Ji Yichuan in private if all the students in the mathematics group were like Man Zishi, who focused on studying and forgot to sleep and eat, but Ji Yichuan answered dismissively, "People are okay, just pedantic."

Unlike Chen Putao, Ji Yichuan, a smart man, does not have this inquiring curiosity. After he opened the door, he walked straight to his table without even looking at Man Zishi, and threw the barbecue on the table.

He had some oil on his hands, and now they were sticky as hell.

Ji Yichuan exhaled slowly, "I'm going to wash my hands."

After he left, Chen Putao glanced at Man Zishi on one side, and pushed the packing box towards him.

"Try something?"

Before Man Zishi could answer, there was a "crash" from the corner.

The curtain beside the bed was opened, and Chen Putao noticed Zuo Liu who was staying on the bed.

Zuo Liu was wearing a milky white pajamas, her face was buried in the collar, flushed red, her round eyes stared straight at Chen Putao, their eyes were burning hot, as if she wanted to see through him.

Chen Putao frowned, feeling uncomfortable all over.

If Man Zishi's eyes were cold towards the two, then Zuo Liu's whole body was full of disgust towards him.

In other words, even a blind man could feel Zuo Liu's real hatred for the two of them.

Man Zishi watched the scene of the confrontation between the two in front of him coldly, the corners of his mouth curled up inexplicably, and the tip of his nose let out a slight snort. He stood up, holding the high math book, and shook his head at Chen Putao.

"No thanks."

Zuo Liu glanced at Man Zishi's leaving back, the sound of pushing the door came again, Ji Yichuan stood at the door with wet hands, and met Man Zishi's eyes.

Man Zishi nodded politely at him, and tidied up the upper bunk.

Ji Yichuan was followed by a boy with a short cut. Chen Putao knew him. When he occasionally went to the math group, he would always see this boy kneeling on the ground begging his grandpa to worship his grandma. His pitiful appearance of wanting to copy his homework but not being able to copy it made it sad to hear it. Those who saw it wept.

With a "crash", Zuo Liu pulled the bed curtain with terrifying strength.

Ji Yichuan didn't respond, took out a tissue and wiped his hands carefully.

"No, it's very particular!"

The inch-cut boy didn't notice the weird atmosphere in the dormitory at all. He sat down at the desk and smacked his lips as he looked at the black bed curtain that was pulled up.

no respond.

Fortunately, the inch-cut boy didn't take it to heart, he came to Ji Yichuan's dormitory for a reason.

"Brother, where did you get the barbecue?!"

Ji Yichuan glanced at him, the boy coughed twice, his expression obviously a little uncomfortable, but he has lived in University A for almost half a month, eating the cafeteria every day for such a long time, his mouth is extremely bland, he really wants to eat something strong pressure.

"Give."

Young master Ji Yichuan became angry, Jingui took out another tissue, and pushed the packing box in front of the boy through the tissue.

"Take this box."

"It's not good, you don't want to eat?"

The short-cut boy was a little embarrassed, and raised his head while holding the packing box to ask the others.

Only Chen Putao shook his head, and the other two did not respond.

"Need not."

A few seconds later, Man Zishi stretched out his head and replied lightly, but quickly retracted his head again.

And Zuo Liu didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

The inch-cut boy kept staring at Zuo Liu's side, no matter how naive he was, he could feel the faint embarrassment in the whole dormitory.

He licked his lower lip, "Brother, I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow!"

As soon as the boy left, Ji Yichuan drooped his eyelids without energy and slumped on the chair.

"Why are you suddenly so depressed?"

Chen Putao poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of the table, put both hands on Ji Yichuan's shoulders, and kneaded them gently. "tired?"

"No." Ji Yichuan suppressed his voice, and put his arms around Chen Putao's waist as if no one else was there.

Chen Putao smiled, and moved her right hand inward, gently rubbing Ji Yichuan's fair neck, from top to bottom all the way to the bottom.

"What's the matter?" he asked softly.

"I want to go home, I don't want to stay here anymore."

Ji Yichuan relied on no one's attention here, raised his head slightly, resting his hairy head on Chen Putao's waist, shaking it gently.

Some itchy.

The dark bed curtain was not closed tightly, Zuo Liu could barely see Chen Putao's upright back through the gap, he was silent, his eyes were dark and without any brilliance.

As time went by, Chen Putao went to the math group more and more times. Because of Ji Yichuan, many people were able to talk to Chen Putao with a smile on their faces.

"Chen Putao, do you have to take a test before leaving for the Rising Star Cup?"

Next to him, Ji Yichuan leaned back on the chair, leaning his back against the edge of the table behind him, watching the boring Doudizhu on the phone screen.

He has a good card, and just snatched the landlord, but after hearing this, he lazily raised his eyelids and continued to listen to the conversation between the two.

"No."

Chen Putao stopped the excerpted homework in his hands, and then said: "I heard from Teacher Wang that you have to take an exam before you leave, right?"

"That's right, I'm so miserable, I'm leaving soon, and I still can't get rid of the fate of the exam."

"Teacher Wang is indeed much more relaxed than Teacher Li. No, our evening self-study has been suspended for several days." Chen Putao smiled, then tilted her head, "Ji Yichuan, when is your exam?"

"Three or four classes on Wednesday morning."

"OK, then I'll wait for you to go back to school together."

Chen Putao said it lightly, but in the eyes of others, it was not like that, "You two have a very good relationship."

"We are at the same table."

Landlords win.

Ji Yichuan laughed, poured cappuccinos for the two farmers respectively, then checked out the room, turned off the mobile phone, put his back on the table, moved a little towards Chen Putao, and blocked Chen Putao's body with his long arms. Shoulder, the fiery breath that came with him burst out, attacking Chen Putao's cheek, "Of course the relationship at the same table is good."

The take-for-grantedness in the tone makes people hardly have any doubts.

He stretched and looked out the window. "Let's go, good tablemate, brother treats you to dinner."

"it is good."

Not far away, Man Zishi also packed his things. He took out the small key from his pocket, played with it, and went out the door.

His books were left in the small office, and he had to go back there.

The office is really small. A desk and four small sofas can fill up the entire room.

"Man Zishi? Didn't you go to eat?"

"I'll go later," Man Zishi glanced at Zuo Liu, as if he didn't understand why Zuo Liu appeared here, but he wasn't curious either, his expression was normal, and he didn't ask.

But Zuo Liu seemed extremely sensitive, aware of Man Zishi's doubts, and opened his mouth to explain: "I went to the next door to find Teacher Wang, and I just came out."