boyfriend provoked by roommate

Zhu Xun’s bed was chosen together with Cheng Huan at the beginning of school. He chose the head-to-head bed and reserved two head-to-head beds for Lin Shuhan and Song Shuo. The air conditioner was installed in Lin Shuhan’s bed. Put Han on the bed and blow at him.

"Damn, can you drive higher."

Cheng Huan, who was farthest from the air conditioner, yelled, "No way! It's too hot."

"I'm going to catch a cold!" Lin Shuhan blew his nose, and then, wrapped in a quilt, jumped from the middle iron shelf to Song Shuo's bed.

Song Shuo was startled by him.

"I froze to death."

Song Shuo: "?"

"Can I sleep with you?"

Song Shuo: "?"

He couldn't help but say more, Lin Shuhan had already scrambled in from under the quilt, the bed was not big, he scurried around with his eyes closed, making Song Shuo back again and again, his waist tightly pressed against the fall-proof iron frame.

Song Shuo: "Can you please stop touching?"

Lin Shuhan's head popped out of Song Shuo's face.

"what?"

Song Shuo changed from sleeping on his side to facing the ceiling, he paused, "It's okay, go to sleep."

Lin Shuhan couldn't sleep well, he was squeezed between Song Shuo's body and the wall, he found a topic at a loss: "Song Shuo, you smell so good."

Cheng Huan on the opposite bed: "Lin Shuhan, you seem to be fucking Song Shuo."

Lin Shuhan's cheeks flushed instantly, and he cursed at Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan originally wanted to scold back, but Zhu Xun was already sleepy. He turned over and let out a yawn ending sound from his nose, which sounded very cute.

Cheng Huan glanced at the two figures stacked on the opposite bed by light, then at Zhu Xun, then stroked Zhu Xun's broken hair scattered by the pillow with his fingers, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

This summer has just begun, and there are days when the air conditioner is blowing.

In the first few days, Lin Shuhan waited for the lights to go out before climbing onto Song Shuo's bed. In the past few days, he simply climbed onto Song Shuo's bed after taking a shower, and then showed a flattering smile.

Cheng Huan couldn't bear his strength: "Song Shuo, do you feel like a prostitute?"

Song Shuo paused slightly as he grabbed the iron railing and climbed onto the bed.

Lin Shuhan: "Cheng Huan, are you courting death?"

Cheng Huan turned to the side to avoid the pillow thrown by Lin Shuhan.

He moved to Zhu Xun's side and leaned over to look at Zhu Xun's phone screen.

"Sister?!"

Cheng Dayuancao, who had chatted with countless girls, recognized each other's profile picture and name at a glance. This style made her look like a girl, the kind of girl who would deliberately use a whiny voice to speak.

Zhu Xun pressed the phone off: "No."

Cheng Huan was even more certain that she was a girl.

Lin Shuhan: "When did Zhu Xun find a girl behind our backs?! Damn, is our dormitory going to emit the sour smell of love again?"

Cheng Huan scratched his ears: "Isn't it always on me?"

Lin Shuhan: "You smell sour because you can't remember the other person's name."

Cheng Huan clicked his tongue: "It's just a special situation for me, Zhu Xun, what's the matter with you, when did you meet a girl? Is it the one who added you when I went out to the competition last time? Or the one on the confession wall? Or was it in the cafeteria during the meal before?" The one who asked you for WeChat? Damn, there won’t be any more.”

"It's not a girl, stop talking nonsense." Zhu Xun slowly covered the quilt, and Cheng Huan's questioning tone made him a little uncomfortable, so Zhu Xun denied it.

Cheng Huan gritted his teeth: "Then what were you hiding just now?"

Zhu Xun: "Have you posted the chat records of your dating in the group?"

Cheng Huan: "You really are in a relationship!!"

Zhu Xun: "...not yet."

Cheng Huan: "Damn it, which one is it? I fucking know it, you're just chatting with a girl, I'm speechless."

Lin Shuhan silently turned towards them, faced Song Shuo, and asked in a low voice, "What is Cheng Huan angry about?"

Song Shuo: "...I don't know, your arm touched my stomach."

The two of them talked for a long time with no results, Cheng Huan was still messing around, Zhu Xun got a little annoyed, and said, "It's not a woman, it's a man."

"Fuck!" Lin Shuhan quickly turned her body back again, "A man?!"

"I don't know where he added me, it seems like a crook." Zhu Xun scratched his hair a little irritably.

Lin Shuhan, who seemed to be huddled in Song Shuo's arms, had a dull expression, and asked innocently, "Curved?"

Cheng Huan's face became very smelly. He couldn't lie down or sit down, so he got up and looked at Zhu Xun.

The atmosphere over there was a bit strange again, Lin Shuhan turned back silently again, who knew that Song Shuo also turned sideways towards him, and when he turned around like this, he was face to face with Song Shuo.

Lin Shuhan was embarrassed: "Fuck! Uh, uh, Song Shuo, what do you mean by curvy?"

Song Shuo glanced at his snow-white chest exposed from tossing and turning, and replied truthfully, "I don't know."

With Cheng Huan's cursing voice in his ears, Lin Shuhan shrank his neck and decided to go to Baidu tomorrow to find out what could make Cheng Huan feel like he was being bombed.