The bully thought he was wearing a book

Yi Huai quickly stood up: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, I'll take the sheets and wash them for you later."

Qi Hang didn't answer, Yi Huai looked at the medicine in his hand again, and changed the subject: "Is this to be taken before meals or after meals?"

Qi Hang raised his eyebrows and said, "That's ointment."

Yi Huai said "Oh": "Then, then I..."

"You wipe it now." Qi Hang said bluntly.

Seeing that Yi Huai's injury hasn't healed for such a long time, he knew that the other party must have not taken good care of it. If Yi Huai was asked to take the medicine back, he probably wouldn't know where to throw it away. It's not that he hasn't seen Yi Huai's dormitory before. Things follow the owner, and they are lost and lost.

Yi Huai holding the ointment is like holding a hot potato, and if he borrows a hundred of his face, he can't take off half of his underwear to expose his lower abdomen and rub the medicine in front of Qi Hangzhi.

"That," Yi Huai whispered, "Can you turn around?"

"Shy?" Qi Hang smiled jokingly at the corners of his eyes, and turned around as Yi Huai said after a word of teasing.

Only then did Yi Huai feel relieved, lifted the hem of his clothes and bit it in his mouth, lowered his head and unscrewed the lid of the ointment.

Qi Hang didn't mean to look at it, but the window was reflective after all, and Yi Huai's every move was reflected on the glass, which added a more hazy meaning than looking directly at it. His gaze stopped at Yi Huai's lower abdomen, which was sunken because of bending over. Up, the Adam's apple rolled very lightly.

The ointment was new. Yi Huai tore off the tinfoil package with the lid on, squeezed a little on his fingertips, and then realized that his hand was dirty just now, so he let go of the corner of his clothes and asked aloud: "Squad leader, what are you doing?" Is there a swab here?"

Seeing that Qi Hang was going to look for it, he turned his body to face the wall until he heard the sound of Qi Hang approaching.

"How can I give it to you?" Qi Hang asked flatly.

Yi Huai was holding the medicine in one hand, and the ointment in the other hand, and he had to lift his clothes in a while, obviously he didn't have any extra hands to pick it up, he was hesitating to make a move, when he suddenly felt that the hem of the clothes in front of him was being lifted up by Qi Hang.

The cool air hit his waist, and Yi Huai froze for a moment, feeling that Qi Hang was dipping the ointment on his hand with a cotton swab.

In the next second, the soft cotton was attached to his half-faded lower abdomen, and Yi Huai subconsciously shrank back, and his whole body was pressed against Qi Hangzhi's body.

He frowned, and quickly took another step forward, Qi Hang whispered in his ear: "Don't hide."

The warm and pleasant breath spread behind the ears, and Yi Huai's knuckles holding the medicine turned white.

Qi Hang rubbed the medicine on Yi Huai unhurriedly, and when he heard that his breathing was unsteady, he stopped and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yi Huai replied mechanically.

Qi Hang was a bit uncomfortable standing like this. After wiping it a few more times, he naturally lifted Yi Huai's clothes up again, and said in a low voice, "I'm biting myself."

Yi Huai listened to his words, and Qi Hangzhi freed up a hand to hold down the wall.

Yi Huai was imprisoned in the narrow space formed by Qi Hangzhi and the wall, and raised his hands as if surrendering, not daring to move.

Seen from behind, his posture is like being pressed against the wall by Qi Hang.

"Aren't you tired from lifting your hands all the time?" Qi Hang glanced at Yi Huai who was like a puppet. From the touch on the top of the cotton swab, he found that the boy's whole body was tense. "The bottom is also so tight."

While talking, he also touched Yi Huai's skin with a cotton swab.

Yi Huai shook for some reason, he was holding something in his hand, and he failed to support the wall immediately, but was caught by Qi Hangzhi's powerful arm.

Qi Hang held back his laughter, and whispered into Yi Huai's ear, "You can't stand still after such a short while?"

Yi Huai's ears and side face turned red visibly. He tried to get up in an awkward posture. Qi Hang watched him struggling, and directly grabbed his wrist with the hand that was pressing against the wall, and pulled him upwards. him.

Yi Huai originally wanted to say thank you, but with his clothes in his mouth, he only uttered a few indistinct syllables, which sounded like a low whimper.

Qi Hang paused for a moment. If Yi Huai turned his head at this time, he would find that the other party looked at him with a little more aggression that was not easy to detect.

After rubbing the medicine on Yi Huai, Qi Hang raised his hand and casually tugged the clothes around Yi Huai's mouth: "Stop talking, puppy."

The edge of his finger brushed against Yi Huai's lips inadvertently. If Yi Huai was not afraid of death, he really wanted to bite him on the spot.

Qi Hangzhi seemed to have noticed his thoughts, and asked casually: "Why, making your puppy unhappy?"

Yi Huai took a deep breath, turned around and tried to squeeze out a flattering smile: "How come, the monitor can call me whatever he wants."

Qi Hang raised his eyebrows, looked at him with interest for a long time, finally raised his chin at him, and wrote lightly: "Put up your underwear."

Only then did Yi Huai react, and a steam rose from his neck. Fortunately, the jersey was long enough, and he didn't take off all his clothes underneath, but he didn't reveal anything that shouldn't be.

Qi Hang laughed breathlessly, took the ointment from Yi Huai's hand, put the lid on and put it back into the box.

During this process, Yi Huai quickly put on his trousers with one hand, and Qi Hang raised his head, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

Yi Huai wiped his hands clean: "Then, then I'm leaving."

He still remembered that he sat on Qi Hang's straight bed with his outer pants on, pulled the sheet off the bed twice, hugged Qi Hang in his arms and ran away before Qi Hang could speak.

It didn't look like he was going to wash the sheets for Qi Hang, but robbed his sheets in front of Qi Hang.

Yi Huai returned to the dormitory, angrily crumpled up Qi Hangzhi's sheets and threw them into the laundry basket, and took a bottle of laundry detergent to the bathroom.

Fortunately, no one was queuing for the washing machine at this time, so he threw the sheets into the machine on the farthest side, poured the laundry detergent, and pressed the start button. During this time, someone came to fetch water for a drink, and when he saw him wearing a jersey, he felt strange. Ask: "Why do you come to wash the sheets at this time?"

Yi Huai recognized that this person seemed to belong to their class, and probably he was sick and asked for leave to stay in the dormitory, so he said, "Qi Hang made the sheets straight, I stained them with him."

The man didn't ask any more questions, and left after receiving the water.

After the washing machine started running, Yi Huai went back. He pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down. Then he felt tired. He lay lazily for a while, and then got up to take a shower.

The amount of medicine Qi Hang rubbed on him was not much, and it had been completely absorbed by this time. Yi Huai took off his clothes and looked at the mirror for a while. In fact, the cyan on his body was much lighter than it was at the beginning. It's even less obvious when a photo is taken.

The squad leader has sharp eyes.

After Yi Huai took a shower and changed his clothes, he remembered that his school uniform was still in the equipment room. He was afraid that he would close the door if he was late, and he would run outside after putting on his shoes.

As soon as the door opened, he was stunned for a moment, and his footsteps were taken back abruptly.

There is a paper bag on the ground in front of him, the one he used to pack his jersey in the morning, now it contains his school uniform, and the ointment that Qi Hang lent him just now.

Yi Huai picked up the bag and saw a post-it note on the back.

"Twice a day, puppy."

The author says:

Yi Huai: If you are addicted, you can pay back.