Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Zhou Jin returned to the dormitory with a feeling of anger. His roommate who had no classes in the morning was still sleeping.

The one who heard the sound just scratched his butt, turned over and continued to sleep. The other one didn't wake up at all and was still snoring.

Jiang Que followed him in.

Zhou Jin suppressed his temper, afraid of disturbing his sleeping roommate, so he lowered his voice and glared at Jiang Que: "Do you have..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Que raised the breakfast in his hand and placed it in front of him. Through the packaging bag, Zhou Jin saw the man's particularly stern and unruly face.

"I bought too much, I'll give it to you." The annoying tone sounded like alms.

Zhou Jin's angry expression disappeared mostly because of the man's sudden action.

In Zhou Jin's eyes, Jiang Que's action was a request for peace.

Although I still feel a little uncomfortable.

But boys don’t have so many twists and turns.

He stared at the breakfast with a sour face: "Did you poison it?"

Otherwise, how could he be so kind?

The young master would rather feed dogs than feed people.

Zhou Jin had a defensive look on his face. Jiang Que's eyelashes fluttered as he held his breakfast in his hand. He just smiled slightly when he heard this: "Yeah, are you afraid?"

Zhou Jin: “…”

Neuropathy.

For some reason, he was somewhat accustomed to this kind of mean way of speaking.

Zhou Jin didn't take it, and Jiang Que was too lazy to keep it held, so he threw it on his desk, then turned to his book and went to the morning class that all college students hate.

Before leaving, Jiang Que patted Zhou Jin's butt with his hand and said, "Good boy, wait until daddy gets out of class and I'll bring you lunch."

Then, before anyone could react, he went downstairs whistling happily.

Zhou Jin, who was photographed for no apparent reason, said: “…”

Are you sick? !

...

Jiang Que had two consecutive classes in the morning and his butt was numb from sitting.

I finally waited until the get out of class was over and planned to go out for dinner, but when I passed by the playground, I found that about ten people including Zhou Jin were punished to do frog jumps on the playground.

They were sweating profusely as they danced, and the muscles in their calves and arms were particularly noticeable whether they were still or moving.

Young and handsome sports students were walking on the red and white track, panting and standing with their hands behind their backs, sweating profusely like they were at a large-scale exchange site for leprosy fighters.

Jiang Que glanced at Zhou Jin, who was extremely tired, and raised the corners of his lips. His cold eyes and brows revealed a kind of interest in watching a show.

I bought an iced drink from a vending machine nearby, sat under the shade of a tree with my legs crossed and watched them jump around the track. When I couldn't jump anymore, the coach whistled and scolded me.

Then a group of big guys around 180cm tall came together, and no one dared to say a word.

After the penalty jump was over, the coach announced the dismissal and the group of rough guys collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

I don’t care at all how hot the weather is, or how hot the runway is from the sun.

Zhou Jin was still lying on the ground in a spread-eagle position, gasping for breath, his clear eyes looking up at the light blue sky.

I haven't recovered yet.

Suddenly a head popped up in the sky, and with the sky as the background, he leaned over to look at him against the light.

The man's eyes seemed to be sparkling with trickles of water, and when he looked at him, there were faint ripples: "Mr. Zhou, do you want to have lunch together?"

Zhou Jin calmed down and recognized that the man was Jiang Que.

Under the puzzled gazes of his teammates, Zhou Jin immediately turned over and stood up.

Before he could say anything, Jiang Que's beautiful white hands handed him a bottle of sports saline solution, which looked like it was bought from a vending machine outside.

Because there are sports students in the school, in addition to normal drinks, salt water can also be sold in all vending machines, and the merchants will not miss any opportunity to make money.

What Zhou Jin wanted to say was blocked in his throat by Jiang Que again.

After strenuous exercise, one needs to replenish water, and Zhou Jin was indeed very thirsty.

Under the envious eyes of his teammates, he reluctantly took it and said awkwardly, "Thank you."

Jiang Que didn't react much, as if he just bought it casually.