The bully thought he was wearing a book

The two were bickering, and Qi Hang had already led Feng Chen and the others away, and when he passed by Yi Huai, he knocked on his desk with his backhand, reminding him to keep up.

"Don't forget, Yi Huai." Cheng Ke hurriedly told him.

Yi Huai let out a "bah", picked up the bag with the jersey and got up, and when he walked outside, Qi Hang asked unintentionally: "What did he ask you to forget?"

He didn't dare to tell the truth even though Yi Huai had ten courages, so he put Cheng Ke's request on himself: "...he wants me to take a picture of my muscles to benefit the people."

Qi Hang stared straight into Yi Huai's open school uniform, stopping at the lower abdomen covered by the white sweater, and thoughtfully said, "You still have muscles?"

This was a provocation to Yi Huai, he almost tore off his clothes on the spot: "Of course I have!"

Halfway up the hand, Yi Huai remembered that it was still in the teaching building, and put it down embarrassingly.

Qi Hang raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you take it off?"

"In broad daylight..." Yi Huai muttered, his ears turning red.

Liao Zhengyi came over to join in the fun with a playful smile: "Okay, then you can take it off for Qi Gou to see later, and I'll take a picture of you and post it on the BBS."

Yi Huai is not the kind of person who likes to show off his figure, he hesitated for a moment: "Are you really shooting?"

Qi Hang said indifferently: "Aren't there still people waiting for you to benefit?"

Yi Huai could hear his teasing, and pouted his neck and said, "Shoot as soon as you shoot, and don't forget to add 'tough guy' in the title! With my figure, I have to pay extra for naked loans."

The equipment room is on the side of the teaching building, facing the playground. A group of people walked into the locker room in a mighty manner. They heard the voices of five groups of people talking and laughing from among the rows of cabinets on the right, and they went in the opposite direction tacitly.

Although Yi Huai was still talking hard just now, when he was changing clothes, he walked slowly at the end. After the people in front stopped, he wandered around for a while, and then he sneaked into the deepest row like a guerrilla. Storage cabinet.

He randomly picked a cabinet to open, first took out his mobile phone and put it in, then took off his school uniform jacket three times and threw it aside, just as he grabbed the hem of his close-fitting sweater, he heard undisguised footsteps behind him.

Someone stopped behind him.

Yi Huai turned around and saw Qi Hang sitting down on the long bench with his hands propped by his sides, his knees wide open, and looking at him casually.

The boy had already changed into a black and white jersey, and tied a pure black hair scarf on his forehead. Even if he was just sitting in a loose posture, his whole body exuded a compelling heroic spirit.

"You, why are you here?" Yi Huai asked in a lack of momentum.

Qi Hang didn't answer, just raised his chin at him: "Take off your clothes."

Seeing Yi Huai standing still, Qi Hangzhi added: "It's too late."

Yi Huai said "oh", but he still hesitated in his movements, and the knuckles holding the hem of his clothes were slightly pink.

It was only then that Qi Hang noticed that although Yi Huai's hands were not too small, they looked like girls. The fingers were long and thin, the skin was white, and the bones and joints were round and distinct. He didn't know how it felt to hold it.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, and he stood up from the chair and took a step forward.

The dressing room is already small, and it is the limit to accommodate a bench between the cabinets, and the others are tall, standing like this, almost trapped Yi Huai in front of him.

Qi Hang lowered his head and lowered his voice, with an indistinct sense of teasing in his tone: "You want me to help you?"

At the end of a sentence, it has become a breathy voice, slightly hoarse, his breath brushes against Yi Huai's earlobe, and Yi Huai's hand is clenched tighter than before.

I don't know how long it took Yi Huai to find a tone as natural as possible: "...No, it's okay, I can do it myself."

In order to get Qi Hang to get up faster, he lifted the hem of the sweater with a sudden heart: "I really want to change."

Qi Hang didn't mean to look at it, but he lowered his head just now, and Yi Huai's thin waist appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

Yi Huai didn't lie, he does have muscles, but they are relatively thin, and it can be seen that they have been formed by years of exercise. It will not make people feel awkward, but rather youthful.

Qi Hang's gaze moved up inch by inch, from the shallow muscle indentation on Yi Huai's abdomen to the hand lifting his clothes, the eyebrows moved slightly.

Yi Huai may not have realized it, but what he posed was indeed a pose that could easily make people fantasize about it.

Qi Hang took a deep look at Yi Huai, then turned and left.

Yi Huai was a little terrified by the aggressiveness of that look, he took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and then began to change clothes quickly.

He was used to changing his pants first, and he was lifting the waistband of his trousers with his upper body bare, when he suddenly heard a click.

Yi Huai froze for a moment, then raised his head to see Liao Zhengyi smiling and holding his cell phone to himself.

He coughed twice: "Don't you think this behavior is a bit abnormal? What if I didn't wear pants."

"I took this picture because I saw you wearing it." Liao Zheng shook his phone, "And you're not a hunk, a hunk wants to show off to the world."

Yi Huai felt that his understanding of the hunk was different from his own, so he didn't bother to argue with him, so he quickly put on the jersey.

Liao Zhengyi wanted to send Yi Huai's photo to Du Feng to discuss how to make an emoji, but accidentally sent it to Qi Hangzhi alone.

In the next second, Qi Hangzhi's voice rang from behind the next row of cabinets: "Liao Zhengyi, bring your phone here."

Yi Huai asked suspiciously, "What does he want your phone for?"

Liao Zheng waved his hand: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about it, just change your clothes."

He moved his phone to the next door, and asked nonchalantly, "Qi Dog, is the photo any good?"

Qi Hang ignored him and stretched out his hand.

Liao Zhengyi didn't dare to refuse, he watched Qi Hang open his mobile phone photo album, and deleted Yi Huai's photo neatly, and deleted the chat records of the two of them along the way.

"You..." Liao Zhengyi was speechless.

Qi Hang threw the phone back to him, and asked blankly, "What about me?"

Liao Zhengyi didn't continue, but shook his head with a sad expression, "It's nothing, forget it, I'll go to the bathroom."

After he left, Qi Hang took out his mobile phone from the cabinet, and clicked on Yi Huai's photo from the chat history with Liao Zhengyi.

The boy in the photo has a beautiful and smooth shoulder and neck line. Because of the posture of slightly bending over and lifting his pants, the collarbone is obviously concave. Every part of his body is white and delicate. When Qi Hangzhi's eyes touched the chest, he couldn't help but After pausing for a while, he looked down at the other party's narrow waist. Yi Huai's shorts hadn't been fully pulled up at that time, and a small black underwear edge was exposed on the upper edge of the elastic band, and the skin above the underwear was slightly blue , as if he was injured or not.

Qi Hang didn't know where he was going, his eyes were dark, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The playing time was approaching, and the voice of the physical education teacher maintaining order could be heard outside the window. Qi Hang heard Feng Chen coming to urge him, he responded, and calmly saved the photo in his phone.