My Star [Campus]

Li Xingyu did what he said, and in the next few days, he spent half of the day out to accompany his sweet orange. It happened that the old professor was also busy with the other students under him at the moment, so he simply gave He took a few days off.

Just in time for Yan Feicheng's military training to end.

In the past few days, Li Xingyu came to sit under the shade of the tree every day, and Yan Feicheng got tired of lying in front of others every day. Everyone knew Li Xingyu.

I heard that he was a freshman in the medical school, and someone asked, with a bit of sour tone in his tone, "Then don't you need military training? Could it be that you gave a false note to escape military training?"

Before Li Xingyu could speak, Yan Feicheng glanced at the boy at the beginning, his eyes were sharp and sharp, and the boy who watched him subconsciously shrank his neck, and his tone of voice was full of pride, "He was accepted by a medical student. The professor fell in love with him, and went to help him with his research. He spent a whole summer vacation in it, and the professor pushed him away from the military training. Only when he was free these few days did he have time to come to me."

At the end of the talk, he himself was wronged again, and he looked at him with pitiful and wronged eyes, which made Li Xingyu couldn't help but laugh.

The person who just asked blushed, and could only smile awkwardly in the eyes of everyone, and was squeezed to the back by the envious people who came over to praise him.

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Military training in Qingbei ended at noon.

Yan Feicheng followed the jubilant crowd back to the shade of the tree where Li Xingyu was staying, carried his own bag on his back, hugged the boy's shoulders and said happily, "Let's go, let's go!" go home."

He was talking about Brother Yan's reward for Yan Feicheng's admission to Qingbei, a house in a high-end community on the edge of Qingbei.

When the two boys arrived home, the cooking aunt knew that they had already prepared the dishes when they came back at noon today. Seeing the two coming in, she hurriedly brought out the dishes that were warming in the pot.

"Thank you, then Aunt Song, you can go back, you won't use it in the afternoon." Yan Fei couldn't bear the sweat on his body and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Li Xingyu sent Aunt Song away.

Aunt Song is only in charge of cooking the meals for the two of them, and it’s enough to cook when the time is almost over. Sometimes Yan Feicheng will tell Aunt Song not to come over when she wants to cook, so she agrees and leaves.

Yan Feicheng took a shower and came out. Knowing that Aunt Song would leave, he just wrapped a towel around his waist, and swayed in front of Li Xingyu carelessly. Li Xingyu gave him a funny push before going to cover him short sleeves.

After the two of them ate, Yan Feicheng put the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and when he got out of the kitchen, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Knowing that Li Xingyu was taking a bath, he couldn't help but turn his mind a few more times.

Since he was drunk last time, he has been looking for an opportunity to implement the last step, but Li Xingyu was caught by the old professor and taken to the laboratory. He was very tired every day when he came back, and Yan Feicheng felt sorry for him for wasting his brain and energy. No, I still have this kind of thought.

Unexpectedly, Li Xingyu was busy for the whole summer vacation.

After all, Li Xingyu had a few days off from the laboratory, and he just finished his military training and was fine...

The more he thought about it, the more itchy Yan Feicheng felt. Sitting on the sofa and blowing on the air conditioner, he felt his heart was burning hot. He couldn't help getting up and knocking on the bathroom door, "Star?"

As soon as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Li Xingyu's cold voice came out through the door. I don't know if it was Yan Feicheng's illusion. The voice seemed moist and soft, "What's the matter."

"Xingxing, I'll wash it with you." Yan Feicheng turned the doorknob, but didn't open it. Knowing that Li Xingyu was locked, he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

Li Xingyu doesn't usually lock the door, it must be in case he is a surprise attack.

There was silence for a while, "I'll wash it right away."

Yan Feichengyou didn't give up, "Just take a shower together, it's been a while since we took a shower together...Anyway, there's nothing to do in the afternoon."

In the end, Li Xingyu drove Yan Feicheng away. Yan Feicheng lay on the bed and thought about it more and more wronged. He pulled his hair and sent a message to Jianxin.

"Old Jane, do you think Xingxing doesn't love me anymore?"

Today is the weekend, and Jian Xin was playing a game, when he suddenly received such a sentence from Yan Feicheng, the already precarious health bar in his trembling hand was immediately cleared.

Jane letter: ...

Jian Xin exited the game, "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

Yan Feicheng felt aggrieved, "He doesn't even take a bath with me anymore!"

Jane letter: ...

Jian Xin turned off the phone, and didn't want to talk to Yan Feicheng any more.

Yan Feicheng still wanted to send two messages to Jian Xin. When he heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened by Kata, he subconsciously wanted to look over it. He turned his head halfway and remembered that Li Xingyu refused his proposal to take a bath together. Shengsheng bent his head back again, angrily waiting for Li Xingyu to come to coax him.

He strained his ears to listen to the movement behind him.

He heard Li Xingyu walking around the room on his slippers, as well as the creaking sound of clothes being rubbed against each other.

Yan Feicheng waited for a long time and couldn't wait anymore, he threw his phone away, "Xing Xing, you..."

A warm man with a bit of moisture lay down beside him, his light eyes were slightly curved with a starry smile.

"...Your hair hasn't been blown yet." Yan Feicheng got stuck, and finished the second half of the sentence in a murmur.

The boy's hair was only brushed briefly with a towel, and it was still moist with moisture, and the light scent of shampoo lingered on the tip of his nose.

But this is not the reason for Yan Feicheng's stuck shell.

The boy rolled into Yan Feicheng's arms with his strength, Yan Feicheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to embrace the boy, and the palm of his hand touched a piece of delicate and warm skin.

Yan Feicheng's eyes fell uncontrollably on the two pretty pink flowers on the boy's fair chest, his neck sank, and he was surrounded by the boy's outstretched arms.

He raised his eyes subconsciously, and met Shang Li Xingyu's eyes with a little shame.

"Yan Feicheng, I've washed...from the inside out."

The string in Yan Feicheng's mind broke.

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