Don't tease me!

It was very difficult for Bai Hua to do the questions all day long. His wrist was really sore, so he could barely do multiple-choice questions. He couldn't write the answers to the competition questions because he had a hasty idea in his mind.

Looking at the red and purple wrist, Bai Hua fiddled with the pink crystal bracelet with his left hand, and thought of Fu Qiao's vigorous appearance helping him, it really moved his heart.

At least this innocent disaster brought good things. The invisible barrier between him and Fu Qiao seemed to dissipate. Fu Qiao returned to his side, continuing to care about everything about him as if nothing had happened.

It seems that there is nothing dissatisfied, but Bai Hua still has subtle, not so clear worries deep in her heart.

The evening class bell rang quickly, and Lin Miao elbowed Bai Hua. He then turned his head and saw Fu Qiao with a bag on his back, blocking the door tall and tall. Almost all the students in the class looked over curiously.

Bai Hua curled the corners of her mouth secretly, quickly packed up the stationery and left the classroom.

The two walked from the bright and noisy corridor to the dark and quiet street.

Fu Qiao paid great attention to the injury on Bai Hua's hand. After all, he applied the medicine himself. His heart ached so much that he stared at it all the time.

Fortunately, the skin was not broken and would not affect the bath, so Fu Qiao urged Bai Hua to wash it quickly when she returned to the dormitory, so that she could take medicine when it came out.

The medicated oil doesn't smell very good, but it's warm and comforting after applying it. Bai Hua was forced by Fu Qiao not to use her right hand all night, so she had to sit back at the desk,

The competition project given to him by the school brought him free accommodation and subsidies. Bai Hua wanted to prepare well, at least not to lose too badly.

Therefore, the extra exercises and papers that need to be done are piled up very high, and because I didn't finish them in time yesterday, I accumulated more.

Bai Hua frowned, picked up the pen with his left hand and tried to write the word "jie", but the result was crooked, of course, he tried to put the pen into his right hand, and gasped in pain as soon as he exerted a little force.

Just in time, Fu Qiao came out wiping her hair, and he saw Bai Hua writing with her injured hand. Fu Qiao took a few steps over, grabbed the pen and threw it aside.

Bai Hua thought that the other party was about to get angry, but when she turned her head, Fu Qiao looked aggrieved.

Fu Qiao went to the drawer to get a roll of gauze, and said solemnly, "Bai Hua, you actually secretly write, I'm so sad. No, I'm going to fix your wrist, so it will heal quickly."

Bai Hua had never heard Fu Qiao say so many words in one breath, she was very surprised for a while, and felt that what Fu Qiao said was quite reasonable, he was really too much...

So obediently asked Fu Qiao to tie her forearm and fix it on her shoulder.

Bai Hua found that Fu Qiao was very proficient. When his arm was immobilized and he couldn't move, Fu Qiao brought an ice pack and fixed it on his wrist.

The cold stimulation stuck to the skin, Bai Hua didn't dare to move anymore.

Fu Qiao took the paper again and followed Bai Hua's dictation to write the process, but in the end he often picked out his faults.

Bai Hua thought she was the first in age and would not lose to other people in the school, but Fu Qiao saw three mistakes overnight, which made her feel a little embarrassed. Prominent phalanx.

Fu Qiao's handwriting is beautiful, as free and easy as his people. Bai Hua has never practiced handwriting since she was a child, so she can't write such beautiful pen calligraphy.

With Fu Qiao's help, he learned quickly. Bai Hua is not the type to study hard, he probably stopped after going through the knowledge points accumulated in today's and yesterday's papers.

It was already late at night, only the slight sound of the air conditioner working, Bai Hua sorted out the wrong questions, looked sideways at the table where Fu Qiao was sleeping soundly, and turned off the light.

He moved one hand, but couldn't hug Fu Qiao to the bed, so he had to wake him up softly.

At first, Fu Qiao wanted to hug Bai Hua in a daze, but then somehow he touched his suspended wrist, and she became more awake. When she leaned over to kiss the side of his face, her eyes were still hazy.

"Good morning?" Fu Qiao said vaguely.

Bai Hua pressed Fu Qiao's messy hair with her left hand, and replied with a smile, "Good night, Fu Qiao."

Christmas is coming close to the end of the year. This is a foreign holiday, which means that high school students will not have a holiday, but the festive atmosphere on the streets soon spread to the campus.

The snow that fits the occasion made the festive pine trees decorated with beautiful silver frost, and also brought many large and small snowmen to the campus, some neat and some oddly shaped.

Bai Hua even saw a snowdrift with the pattern of the May [-]rd college entrance examination, which was lifelike.

He wears thick gloves, and the frostbite that recurs almost every year hasn't caught him this year.Fu Qiao wore thicker clothes beside her, with a row of buttons directly buttoned to the collar of the cotton-padded jacket.

"...I didn't expect you to be so afraid of the cold." Bai Hua said casually, admiring the snow falling like silver bars on the cedar.

"Hmph, don't look down on me." Fu Qiao's vague voice came out of the thickened mask.

"There is no rule that men cannot be afraid of the cold."

His hat was pulled over his eyebrows, and he even wore glasses that he never brought to school, just to keep out the cold wind a little.

Fu Qiao tried to blow away the fog from his glasses, and hesitated to expose his face to the cold wind, but through the white mist, he saw Bai Hua happily running to the side of the road and picking up a pile of snow. His eyes drifted towards him eloquently.

……

Fu Qiao ignored Bai Hua all day.

Snow particles leaked into his neck, and he barely recovered after holding his neck for a class. He didn't want to forgive Bai Hua for the time being.

The downside of being roommates is that they have to meet each other during the cold war, and they still have to meet Bai Hua after returning to the dormitory after evening self-study.

Fu Qiao's natural body temperature is relatively low, and he is particularly afraid of the cold, but on the way back to the dormitory, he thought that the punishment of ignoring Bai Hua for a whole day was enough, and he almost couldn't stand it.

So he decided to go back to the dormitory and reconcile with Bai Hua.

The dormitory turned on the air conditioner and it was warm. Fu Qiao was secretly proud for a second. Fortunately, his father had installed air conditioners for the entire school dormitory, otherwise he would freeze to death in winter because he would stick to Bai Hua to live here.

As a result, when Bai Hua looked up, he opened the window wide, and there were two chubby birds next to each other on the balcony.

One is bigger and the other is shorter.

Bai Hua didn't even put on her gloves, and she happily pointed to the little bird with her red hand to show him.

Looking at Bai Hua's frozen red hands, Fu Qiao felt distressed, what if the frostbite recurs again!

He stepped forward to hold Bai Hua's hand, and was soon so cold that he subconsciously let go.

Feeling a little embarrassed and sorry, I was looking for an excuse to explain, but found that Bai Hua didn't care and pulled him over to watch the birds.

"I've built a snowman for a long time, doesn't it look like you and me?"

Looking at the two bird faces with sharp beaks and round faces, Fu Qiao was silent for a while, then nodded.

He couldn't help but scold Bai Hua, "Don't wear gloves while I'm not around!"

"Oh oh oh." Bai Hua didn't listen to what he said at all, and was pressing "Fu Qiao's big bird's eyes back.

……

Don't get angry, don't lose your temper with Bai Hua.

The last two birds were put into an ice box and driven back to the apartment by Fu Qiao's driver.

After Fu Qiao watched Bingniao being taken away respectfully by the driver, Bai Hua finally realized that Fu Qiao was angry.

He looked at his frozen red hands, thought for a while, then swept the few abdominal muscles occasionally exposed by Fu Qiao's loose pajamas because of the quilt, and quietly approached Fu Qiao, touching his neck with his hands, feeling the warmth of his skin.

Because he was preparing for the competition, he seemed to ignore Fu Qiao's feelings.

The game is scheduled for Christmas Day, which is a working day.

He should have almost prepared, and the remaining one or two days is not enough to make a comeback, and he will not regress, so he simply relaxes.

Fu Qiao's long legs dangled in front of his eyes, Bai Hua's mind wandered wildly,

He boldly approached and quickly made up his mind to ask Fu Qiao, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Don't be angry, let me make it up to you?" Bai Hua didn't care about Fu Qiao's denial, she lifted the loose pajamas along Fu Qiao's waist with her hands, and stuck them to his skin without stopping.

"Let me touch it for you, okay?" Fingers opened the tie and slid down the side waist.

The cold fingers smoothly made Fu Qiao blush.