The bully thought he was wearing a book

"How about I go, I don't think I should stay here." Yi Huai muttered.

The two of them stayed in the ward until the evening. After the sky darkened, snowflakes flew in the orange streetlights. The snow from this accident was getting bigger and bigger, and a thick layer had already accumulated on the window sill.

Grandma was afraid that it would be inconvenient for them to go back late, so she urged them to take the car right now: "Xiaoqi has to go home, mom and dad have to worry if they go back late."

After a pause, she said to Yi Huai again: "You did so well in the exam this time, let me tell Yanyan as well."

Yi Huai said vaguely: "Let's talk about it."

Grandma looked at him carefully: "Don't think your mother doesn't care about you."

Yi Huai didn't answer, and lowered his head to pull the drawstring of his sweater.

Grandma sighed when she saw this, and asked him again: "What will you do during the Chinese New Year?"

Yi Huai's zipper fell out of his hand, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Come to spend with you."

"I'd be happy if you really came." Grandma paused, "What about Yanyan? Are you planning to never see her again?"

"See you, I'll see you later if there's an appointment." Yi Huai said perfunctorily.

Grandma can't help it. Yi Huai has been like this since he was a child, and putting a knife on his neck for something he doesn't want to do can't change the word "good".

Her eyes turned to Qi Hangzhi, Qi Hangzhi understood and nodded gently.

When the two of them were waiting for the elevator to go downstairs, Yi Huai suddenly asked, "Do you think my grandma still hopes that I can celebrate the New Year with my mother?"

Qi Hang looked at him directly: "You've asked me that, don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

Yi Huai squatted down covering his head with both hands, and sighed distressedly: "The problem is that I really don't know how to reconcile with my mother. I have never said a soft word since I was a child."

Although Qi Hangzhi promised Yi Huai's grandma to persuade Yi Huai, he didn't plan to start forcing him at this time, so he just stretched out his hand and pressed Yi Huai's head: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

The temperature was lower at night than during the day, Yi Huai subconsciously flinched as soon as he went out, Qi Hang glanced at him, took out his mobile phone and said, "Let's take a taxi."

After the car came over, Yi Huai specifically asked, "Does your car have warm air?"

"Yes, get in the car." The driver said.

As a result, after staying in the car for a while, Yi Huai didn't feel any difference between the car and the outside except that it wasn't windy. He couldn't help but said, "Master, why don't we turn on the heater? Are you not cold?"

The driver said "hey": "I forgot to mention just now, the heater is broken."

Qi Hang looked at Yi Huai's expression, gave a low, breathy laugh, and then reached out to pull the zipper of his coat.

Yi Huai quickly pinned him down: "Don't, with this temperature, if you don't wear a coat, you're sure to catch a cold tomorrow morning."

Foreign vehicles could not enter No. [-] Middle School, so the taxi driver dropped the two of them off at the school gate.

They walked towards the dormitory area on the soft fresh snow. The usually not long road became long because of the bone-chilling chill. Yi Huai's coat was without pockets, and his hands were exposed. It's starting to turn red.

He glanced at his hand, called out to Qi Hang, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Do you want to play something exciting?"

Qi Hang raised his eyebrows, took off his coat slowly, and said, "What are you playing?"

Yi Huai walked up to Qi Hangzhi, and stuffed his frozen hand into the collar of Qi Hangzhi's sweater with lightning speed.

The warm body temperature passed quickly, Yi Huai looked at Qi Hangzhi who was frowning slightly, and said with a playful smile, "Is this exciting?"

Qi Hangzhi's Adam's apple twitched, and he called out Yi Huai's name with a sense of warning.

Before Yi Huai had time to agree, Qi Hang pulled his hands out of his collar and pressed them back on the table.

"Listen to the truth," Qi Hang pressed the back of Yi Huai's hand tightly with his straight palm, "it's not exciting at all."

There was a little bit of a gentleman's smile in the corner of his eyes: "Brother will take you to play something else."

Yi Huai swallowed, seeing Qi Hang's eyes fixed on his neck.

Then he was bitten.

Yi Huai struggled subconsciously, but Qi Hangzhi imprisoned him so that he couldn't move, his lips followed his neckline all the way down, and at the same time he dragged his two hands forcefully behind his back, one hand encircled him, and the other Hands pulled his collar down.

It was only at this moment that Yi Huai really realized that he had caused trouble: "All right, all right, I was wrong, let's never play this again, all right."

Qi Hang didn't answer, but buried his head in Yi Huai's neck, pecking and kissing his collarbone patiently and suggestively.

Yi Huai raised his head, and his breathing became short of breath.

Qi Hang put his hand directly on Yi Huai's waist, and slowly rubbed it: "The grades are finished, and grandma has also gone to see them. Can you give me all the time you have left today?"

The snow outside the window was still falling, Yi Huai was pushed back by Qi Hang and sat on the table, watching the other party squatting down facing him with red eyes, with his hands on his insteps, and the tiger's mouth was stuck in his. Ankle, his knee rubbed against Qi Hangzhi's ear, a fine layer of thin sweat seeped out.

The next day, Yi Huai didn't get up until noon. He rubbed his eyes and went to wash his hands. Standing in front of the sink, he somehow felt uncomfortable. After moving his whole body, he found that his legs hurt a little.

Yi Huai bent down and lifted his trouser legs to check the situation, and when he looked at him, he burst out with an earth-shattering swear word.

His voice broke through the air, startling Qi Hangzhi who was sitting at the table outside the door, checking rental information on his mobile phone.

Qi Hang went straight to the door of the bathroom, and saw Yi Huai with a complicated expression on his face, pointing to the red mark on his calf and complaining to him: "Look at what you bit, and tell me if you are a dog."

"It's not me." Qi Hang leaned straight on the door frame, shirking responsibility without changing his expression, "You scratched it yourself yesterday because you thought it was itchy, and it has nothing to do with me."

Yi Huai tried to expose his true face: "It's you, how could I have teeth marks, and I don't have a mouth on my hands."

Qi Hang looked him up and down for a moment, then hooked his lips and said, "Why don't I give it a try and see who made it? Besides, even if I bit it, what can you do? Hmm?"

Faced with this proposal, Yi Huai immediately hesitated. The consequence of Qi Hangzhi's repeated attack was that he would have to act again for the other party. His fingers were still sore and sore, and yesterday's clothes were still piled up in the laundry tub. Can't even watch, as if to prove that Qi Hangzhi is really a dog.

The day before, Yi Huai, who said that he had never spoken soft words since he was a child, immediately showed a flattering smile: "I can't do anything... I just think, I just think that your bite is pretty good."