Online dating is to wear a small skirt

After carrying textbooks, notes, straw paper, etc. into his arms, Sheng Han turned off the light and followed Ji Lingzhou out of the bedroom.

When passing the living room, Jiang Yiming and Song Yuan raised their heads at the same time.

Yes, they were in the living room again.

Among the four of them, Sheng Han and Ji Lingzhou usually play their own games and stay in their own rooms.

And Jiang Yiming and Song Yuan are buddies, they often hang out together, and they also play online games together, so they always stay in the living room and occupy the TV by the way.

"Oh yes, I forgot to ask just now," Jiang Yiming called to stop them, "Hanhan, when will you show us your relationship?"

Sheng Han scratched his head: "I forgot too, let's do it tomorrow, I have to study tonight."

Ji Lingzhou: "I will learn it tomorrow."

Sheng Han: "...Then wait for another chance."

Jiang Yiming was dumbfounded: "It's not long since the start of school? Are you going to get a scholarship this semester?"

Sheng Han waved his hand: "No, no..."

Jiang Yiming realized: "Could it be that the two of you want to get the scholarship together!?"

"...grass," Sheng Han was so speechless that he almost hopped his feet, put his right hand around his mouth, turned his back to Ji Lingzhou, and mouthed exaggeratedly and silently, "It's a dick, he insisted on calling me—"

"What are you talking about?"

Ji Lingzhou asked lightly, and put his fingers on the back of Sheng Han's neck.

His hands were a bit cold, his skin was fair, with shallow wrinkles and lines, his slender fingers had well-defined joints, and his nails were neatly trimmed and round.

It is the most delicate and beautiful type in the hands of boys.

However, it was clearly a non-threatening hand, but when placed on the back of the neck, it gave the illusion of trying to sever the neck.

Sheng Han shrank his head: "I said you are handsome."

"Well, I believe it," Ji Lingzhou raised his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up happily, "Let's go."

·

Jiang Yiming and Song Yuan lost their voices at the same time.

They watched the two people tearing each other up every day, but now they were surprisingly harmonious, disappearing from sight like a fox carrying a chick.

"What's the matter with them?" Jiang Yiming was at a loss.

Song Yuan: "I don't understand, maybe it's love."

Jiang Yiming: "?"

I don't even understand it.

5 minute later.

Because of Jiang Yiming's absent-mindedness, they lost the arena.

"I still can't figure it out," Jiang Yiming tilted his head, looking at Lian Kneel's record, "I just saw Brother Zhou knock on the door, I thought they were going to fight again, but it didn't...how could it not?"

Song Yuan sighed: "Don't think about it, you don't need to know that much."

Jiang Yiming: "?"

Song Yuan put the shrimp sticks into his mouth and chewed slowly, and said in a flat tone: "Han Han has found love, so tonight, Brother Zhou can't quarrel with him."

Jiang Yiming: "???"

This, does it matter? ?

"You'll understand later."

Song Yuan pushed his glasses and smiled meaningfully.

·

Ji Lingzhou has a lot of things to do, and he's a bit of a clean freak. He usually doesn't allow anyone to enter the bedroom, and even Sheng Han hasn't entered it a few times.

Sheng Han looked around and clicked his tongue.

The desktop is clean, except for computer-related items, there is only a substitute textbook.The bookshelves above the table are spotless, and the books are neatly arranged by category and size.

The quilt was folded into a tofu block and placed on the head of the bed. The sheets looked as if they had been ironed, with not even a single wrinkle visible.

Tsk, it's like having obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Next time he messes with me again, I'll mess up his bookshelf, and roll around on the bed again!mad at him!

Sheng Han thought fiercely.

·

Ji Lingzhou sat on the chair and turned his head.

Sheng Han was still standing there with his book in his arms, staring blankly at the bed, obviously thinking about something bad.

"Why don't you sit down?" Ji Lingzhou tapped the table with his fingertips, "You can stand and listen if you want."

Sheng Han came back to his senses: "Where should I sit?"

The structure of each bedroom is similar, the bookshelf and the desk are connected, and the right side is next to the bed. The space is so small that he has no place to put the swivel chair here.

This is why the other two roommates can only go to the living room if they want to play together.

The bedroom is really out of reach.

Ji Lingzhou: "The bed is so big, isn't it enough for you to sit?"

Sheng Han: "...Can I sit down?"

Ji Lingzhou nodded: "You can sit."

Only you, you can sit wherever you want.

"...Oh," Sheng Han carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, complaining in a low voice, "Then you didn't say it earlier."

Ji Lingzhou turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile.

I saw that this shabby child who seemed to be fearless, seemed to be afraid of crumpling the sheets, the tip of his buttocks only touched the edge a little, and most of his weight was on his legs.

This posture is equivalent to taking half a horse stance.

It's obvious that my house is a mess, things are thrown everywhere, I never make the quilt, I don't make the bed, and I don't seem to know how to clean it.

Would such a child be afraid of wrinkling his bed sheets?

·

Ji Lingzhou's eyelids are inner double, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and his pupils are lighter in color, so when he looks at people loosely, he always gives people a sense of carelessness and frivolity.

Whenever Sheng Han faced this kind of expression, he always felt that the other party would say something to mock him.

"What, what!?" He asked warily.

"Why are you so cowardly," Ji Lingzhou said leisurely, raised his chin, and pointed to the edge of the small bed where he was sitting, "are you starting to be polite to me?"

Sheng Han: "?"

Although he didn't want to understand the connection between "counseling" and "politeness", he was still irritated, and he sat down on the bed carelessly, and deliberately pushed the quilt aside.

"Who dared you!" Sheng Han pulled the corner of the quilt vigorously, then threw it back again, "I'll mess it up for you!"

Ji Lingzhou didn't care: "Make a mess, anyway, I'll be asleep in a while."

Sheng Han: "..."

It's like a punch has been slammed into the cotton.

Sheng Han's mouth opened and closed, and he didn't speak for a long time, and finally he hummed... discouraged.

"Speak quickly!"

Sheng Han slapped the book on the table and said fiercely.

·

In normal times, whenever Sheng Han faced Ji Lingzhou, he would usually say something to him and make trouble for a day.

But when listening to the other party's lecture, he was unusually quiet and serious.

Since junior high school, the longest relationship they have maintained is the relationship between being playful and helping students.

Ji Lingzhou is half a teacher to him.

In addition to the knowledge in the class and the wrong questions in the paper, Ji Lingzhou also tested him on reciting texts and writing words silently.

Ji Lingzhou knows how to teach him best, and he is also the most adaptable to Ji Lingzhou's rhythm.

When he was in the third year of high school, his tutors said that he was impetuous, and it took a lot of effort to teach him.But as long as Ji Lingzhou speaks, he can immediately calm down.

Although they will tear each other mercilessly on a daily basis, whenever such a moment comes, they will tacitly let go of all the strange grievances and enter the small world where "they are no longer them".

Or is it.

"They all turned back into them".

·

Soon, the knowledge points and formulas will be finished.

Ji Lingzhou rested his chin lightly, watching Sheng Han bury his head in the example problems in class.

Although Sheng Han is an adult, he still has a slight baby fat, which makes people want to pinch his face.

His hair is very soft and a little curly, but he doesn't like to comb it very much, so it is always messy, giving people a very bad feeling.

And now, except for Ji Lingzhou.

No one knows how good he looks at this moment.

His lips are a little redder than the average person's, and the shape of his lips is very beautiful. It should be very suitable for someone to gently suck his lips, savor them carefully, and lick them gently.

However, the mouth is-

"Don't bite the pen."

Ji Lingzhou knocked his head.

Sheng Han was a little hurt from being knocked, and was startled, and his temper immediately came up: "Grass, you—"

Ji Lingzhou: "Huh?"

The voice is very soft, with a slightly raised ending, which is attractive and at the same time has an invisible oppressive force.

"..." Sheng Han was inexplicably intimidated, looked down at the sample problem that he didn't understand, and beeped softly in frustration, "No, if you don't bite, don't bite."

He knows the truth of being short-handed and soft-mouthed.

I also know that you can't lose your temper at such a time, and you have to be obedient in everything you do.

Ji Lingzhou understood what he was thinking, and it was precisely because of this that he "bullyed" him unscrupulously at such a time.

·

The digital watch skipped a digit.

It's ten o'clock.

Sheng Han stretched his waist, turned a page back, and sighed: "Ah, that's great, I'm almost finished learning..."

This sentence reminded Ji Lingzhou.

"I'll learn the rest tomorrow," he closed the book without any burden, and wrote lightly, "I'm going to sleep."

"!?" Sheng Han was surprised for a moment, and subconsciously fought for it, "There are only two questions left, how about going to bed after the lecture?"

Ji Lingzhou raised his eyelashes slightly, and said in a casual tone, "No, I'm tired, and I don't want to use my brain anymore."

Sheng Han: "..."

Everyone has issued an order to evict guests, so he can't force them to teach him.

Sheng Han bit his lower lip, hesitated to speak, and slowly cleared the table, he had to compromise: "...Okay, good night."

His lips turned white from being bitten, and turned redder when he let go.

Red is attractive.

The tone is still aggrieved.

"..."

Ji Lingzhou was helpless.

Isn't it just to continue tomorrow?

Why are you acting so pitiful that nobody hurts you?

He had an impure motive in the first place, he just wanted to give himself a chance to interrupt the other party's date with Qingyuan again.

Now, it made him feel guilty.

Ji Lingzhou sighed, as if giving up on himself, he raised his hand to press Sheng Han's book, and tapped his temple with the other hand: "Knead this place for me, so I won't be tired."

·

Pressing the temples with slightly cool fingertips, the movements were gently drawn in circles.

"Is this okay?" Standing behind him, Sheng Han asked while rubbing it seriously.

Ji Lingzhou: "Yes."

He wasn't tired at all and didn't need to be massaged.

But he's enjoying his time right now.

After a while, Sheng Han increased his strength and speed up a bit: "How about this?"

Ji Lingzhou: "Yes."

After rubbing for a while, Sheng Han rolled his eyes, and scratched with his fingertips maliciously, with an itch that was hard to ignore: "How about this?"

Ji Lingzhou: "...not bad."

Not long after, Sheng Han suddenly trembled like a convulsion, and his fingertips scrambled up and down, left and right, causing Ji Lingzhou's head to shake: "Then how about this!?"

Ji Lingzhou: "..."

I didn't have a headache at first.

It hurts now.

"Don't make trouble." Ji Lingzhou reprimanded lightly.

Throwing his right hand to the back of the chair, he patted the child who was making trouble on purpose.

It feels soft to the touch, with a "snap".

Sheng Han's movements stopped abruptly.

Ji Lingzhou was also stunned.

……seem.

Slapped on the ass.