Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Probably because he had a good time and slept well, Bixia's usual biological clock failed to wake him up, and he woke up nearly an hour later than usual.

The dawn was getting later and later, and the sky had not completely turned white. Bi Xia glanced at the time, and when he moved, Qiu Zhen also woke up.

He yawned first, then hugged Bi Xia and rubbed gently, and then opened his eyes.

"get up."

Now that he woke up, he got up at Liu, but Qiu Zhen didn't really remember that the bed in winter was a tormenting goblin, not to mention that there was a boyfriend on the bed.

The most important thing is that they don't need to read early today, they just need to arrive at the classroom before [-]:[-], which is still early.

Although they carried out some kind of activities that could effectively enhance their relationship yesterday, Bi Xia still did not allow him to stay in bed.

He repeated: "Get up."

Qiu Zhen sighed, sat up, and tweeted on his face while he was not paying attention: "Good morning, boyfriend."

The similar sentence pattern brought Bixia back to last night.

Last night they... helped each other.

The memory seems to be a little fuzzy, probably because the subsequent plot is too thick and colorful, and he no longer remembers how things developed to that point.

After Qiu Zhen said that, he started to do it, and told him personally that it is better to be alone than to be happy.

Bi Xia stared at the balls of white toilet paper on the ground for a moment, then looked away, her cheeks became redder and redder...

Qiu Zhen thought it was interesting, and secretly thought it was a pity, but it was a pity that the lights were turned off last night, so he couldn't see anything.

Next time, you must not turn off the lights again.

Qiu Zheng opened the balcony door.The cold wind came in all of a sudden, making people shiver with cold.

"Hiss——" Qiuzheng was only wearing a short sleeve, and his skin got goosebumps when the wind blew. He rubbed his arms and went to the balcony to get sanitary tools. When he came back, he closed the door and told Bi Xia: "Xia Xia, today It's cold, wear more clothes."

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen had lost all sleepiness, took a broom to clean up, and Bi Xia changed the sheets on the bed.

"Do you change the sheets every Sunday?"

Qiu Zhen only remembered that he didn't change it every week, but he didn't pay attention to the specific day of the week. It seemed that he had all of them, but he asked this now, of course he had an ulterior motive.

Bi Xia didn't raise his head: "Indulging in lust will hurt your body."

Qiu Zhen: "You're not pure, I haven't said anything..."

Bi Xia grasped the point: "Return."

Qiuzhen: "..."

I got up late today, although I won't be late, but don't even think about doing morning exercises.

Qiu Zhen felt that after all, they were the ones who had sex together, so there should be something different.

But today seems to be no different from usual, Qiu Zhen thought, perhaps it will take further steps to make the difference.

But the school obviously wouldn't give them further time and space. After the competition results came out, the students who had passed the provincial competition had increased their competition course from four classes a week to six classes a week.

For the elective class time of other students, they have to take competition classes, in addition to four classes on Sunday morning.

Bi Xia will not participate in the next competition, nor will he participate in the next class. Qiu Zhen still sits where the two of them used to sit, but the people around him are gone.

Qiu Zhen looked at the empty seat, listened to the teacher's lecture, but drew a small figure in his hand without knowing it.

Bi Xia holding a pool cue.

After class, a classmate came to ask him a question. Qiu Zhen took a piece of draft paper and wrote him two steps. This classmate was very happy to get the solution to the problem, and he was not stingy with his praise.

They not only praised Brother Qiu for being handsome and quick at solving problems, but also praised him for his superb drawing skills: "Is this going to go fishing? The drawing really looks like it."

Qiu Zheng:? ?

No wonder such a simple question can't do it. Is this a brain problem?It's a matter of eyes.

The time for serious study always passes quickly. Before you know it, half of December is over, and everyone on campus has changed into dark winter clothes.

However, due to the large size of the school uniform, many students can still stuff a coat inside. The coat can be stuffed inside, but the hat must be taken out. Therefore, standing in front of the students during the assembly, it looks like a neat dark school uniform. There are hats in all colors.

Bi Xia also had a hat today, and when he woke up in the morning he had a slightly nasal voice, so Qiu Zhen put on an extra white sweater for him very forcefully.

In order to show that it was really cold today and needed an extra piece of clothing, he also put on an extra piece of clothing.

When turning left, there is Bi Xia in front of Qu Qiuzheng. Bi Xia is meticulous in everything he does, including doing exercises.

He followed the beat, doing a very lively jumping movement, and the hat behind him also jumped and jumped to his rhythm.

Qiu Zhen couldn't keep up with the beat because he couldn't hold back his laughter

When Bi Xia turned around, he happened to meet his gaze.

Qiu Zhen immediately suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and turned around.

Afterwards, I kept looking to the left from the corner of my eye, but there was no such large-scale movement in the back, which is a pity.

On Christmas Eve, Qiu Zhen spent a huge sum of money to buy a 99 yuan apple gift box, and put it on Bi Xia's desk, it was very eye-catching.

It was said that it was given to Bi Xia, but half of it ended up in Qiu Zhen's stomach.

Qiuzhen not only received an apple but also a pair of Christmas shoes.

When Ms. Pichatosia was shopping for shoes, she asked one more question: "Is it for Qiuzhen?"

"Ah."

"Are you together?"

"Yes."

She had a lot to say, but in the end she only said: "On New Year's Day, your dad and I came to see you."

Qiu Zhen rejected his gift: "Christmas presents should be put into socks at night."

"Here are the shoes."

Shoes into socks?

Qiu Zhen waved his hand: "Don't care about these details, I mean you should give it to me tomorrow."

At night, Qiu Zhen suppressed his drowsiness, guessing that Bi Xia would fall asleep, so he quietly got up and carefully fixed a woolen sock and a Christmas tree less than [-] centimeters high on their bed. on the fence.

This Christmas tree also has a mechanism, pulling the sock will trigger the mechanism, and the tree will sing.

So in the middle of the night, the music sounded, and Bixia was the first to wake up, and found the source of the sound but didn't know how to turn it off.

He frowned and covered the Christmas tree with a piece of clothing. After a while, Qiu Zhen woke up and figured out what was going on, and hurried over to study the Christmas tree together.

The two classmates on the lower bunk also woke up, and asked what was the matter, but Qiu Zhen said nothing, and they fell silent again.

After studying for a while, Qiu Zhen found out in despair that the tree could not be shut down, only the battery was exhausted.

But since there is a power source, it's easy to handle. He used violent demolition methods, and the singing stopped after a few minutes, and the small tree that was broken in two was lying on the bed pitifully.

The twilight of the Christmas tree was gone, and in the darkness, Qiu Zhen and Bi Xia looked at each other in blank dismay.

Qiuzhen comforted himself, it was okay, the tree was gone, but the socks were still there.

He touched the unopened socks and said to Bi Xia, "Merry Christmas, good night."

"Merry Christmas and good night."

The tree fell towards him just now, and it was torn down on his bed, and the pieces were naturally on his bed.

He seemed to have another reason to climb the bed.