His voice is sweeter than honey

Yan Feng memorized the materials until 5 o'clock in the morning. After he turned 20, he found that he didn't dare to stay up all night like he did when he was seventeen or eighteen. He wanted to read a few more questions, but he couldn't I couldn't help but ran to the bed and squinted for an hour and a half.

He could have slept until 7:6 and went to class unkempt. As long as his personal hygiene is not extremely sloppy, no one will meddle in his business and point him out for not combing his hair or washing his face.But today he can't do it. He forced himself to get up at [-]:[-], take a shower, apply a mask, blow dry, pinch his hair, and spray perfume.

After finishing a set of grass, it was already 7:20.

Standing in front of the mirror, Yan Feng looked at himself in the mirror. Today, he passed the test with his clothes and hair. He made sure that his face was not swollen from staying up late, dark circles under the eyes, or closed mouth from getting angry, before he put on his schoolbag and went out.

7:26.When Yan Feng walked out of the gate of the community, Jing Haochen's car had already parked at the gate.

Yan Feng trotted all the way to open the car door, just as he wanted to say hello, he sneezed first.

"Cold?" Jing Haochen asked.

"Allergy to cold air." Yan Feng rubbed his nose, turned around and put the paper bag containing Jing Haochen's clothes on the back seat.

Jing Haochen looked at the white and tender flesh exposed by Yan Feng's ripped jeans, and murmured in his heart, this guy wants grace and not warmth.

He took the coat that had just been placed in the back seat and stuffed it to Yan Feng again, along with a lunch box with a cup of yogurt on it: "Hey, didn't you have breakfast?"

Yan Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the breakfast, and his inner happiness surged instantly. He opened the lunch box and exclaimed "wow".There is a hot spring egg cut in half, three fried dumplings, two spring rolls, two custard buns, two siu mai and a small fruit cup.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I made some." Jing Haochen said while driving.

Yan Feng happily ate the love bento.

"I can finish all of these." Yan Feng showed off his appetite, "Brother Chen, you are so kind."

Jing Haochen turned his head and glanced at his little boyfriend who was eating breakfast. His little mouth was covered, and his red lips were covered with food oil, shining brightly, as cute as a little jelly.

When we arrived at the place where Yan Feng went to school, there were still 15 minutes before class time.After Yan Feng ate the last bite of breakfast, staying up late did not make him lose his appetite, on the contrary, he could eat more and more.Jing Haochen unbuckled his seat belt, turned to look at Yan Feng and asked, "What time is get out of class over today?"

Yan Feng thought for a while, and thought of a very serious question: "Oh yes, it's Wednesday! I'm going to take pictures of Dalin and the others in the afternoon." camera."

"Are you their royal photographer?" Jing Haochen spoke sourly, "You should go back to catch up on sleep after class."

After Yan Feng drank the last sip of yogurt, he wiped his mouth with a piece of paper: "Everyone is very busy, since the time is set, let's go."

"Yeah." Jing Haochen stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Feng's small chin, and leaned over to kiss the shiny little mouth.

Yan Feng put his arms around Jing Haochen's back very obediently.

"Send me a WeChat message after class, and I'll be in the lab. I'll go find them with you."

"Hmm! See you later!"

Yan Feng put the empty lunch box in front of the car, put on Jing Haochen's overcoat and was about to get out of the car, wanting to read more sentences that he couldn't memorize yesterday before class.

Jing Haochen watched Yan Feng leave in the car before slowly driving away from the campus.

In the laboratory, Jing Haochen was flipping through his notes. His classmates and teaching assistants approached him and asked him if his confession went well. Jing Haochen smiled slightly. The two immediately saw the pride of victory in the smile, and they all guessed what kind of peerless beauty the other was.

However, our "peerless beauty" is scratching his head and doing the exam questions. He is very afraid that the professor will not understand the rags he wrote. He even started to imagine whether the professor will start to doubt life when grading papers. Even though he was teaching in modern English, this student actually wrote the feeling of an ancient spell? ? ?

In fact, the examiner is not the professor. One day in the future, the teaching assistant will look at Yan Feng's test paper and try very hard to find the correct word in a bunch of grammatical sentences, and give points as much as possible...

After the exam, Yan Feng didn't dare to look at the professor.Because the professor stayed by Yan Feng's side for a long time during the inspection tour, Yan Feng could feel that the professor's anger was full...

After class, Yan Feng grabbed his schoolbag and ran away. As expected, there was a car waiting for him parked outside the teaching building.

After getting in the car, the first thing Jing Haochen asked was: "How was the exam?"

Yan Feng made a "v" and said with a smile: "It's an honorable failure. If I can pass, I'll be thankful."

Jing Haochen had no choice but to say, "It's because you can still laugh."

"My grades are very poor." Thinking that Jing Haochen had already read his poor papers, he didn't need to cover up his grades, he was more frank with his boyfriend, and simply admitted that he was a scumbag Attributes.

"Xiaocaiji." I didn't expect the university bully to laugh happily when he heard him say that, "Xiaocaifeng."

Xiao Caifeng was furious, straightened his back and stared round his eyes: "You are not allowed to call me a nickname."

No nicknames allowed?Jing Haochen was a little frustrated, "Then what should I call you?"

Yan Feng patted his chest, "I have a name, a good name."

Under Jing Haochen's retro glasses, a sly light suddenly flashed, "Then... the baby is no longer good?"

"Ah..." Yan Feng, who was taken aback by the sudden nickname, had his face pinched before he could react.

Withdrawing his hand, Jing Haochen started the car with satisfaction: "Fasten your seat belt, honey, it's time to drive."

……

When they drove to the teaching building of the Department of Architecture, Zhou Jilin and the group of idiots hadn't finished class yet.Jing Haochen parked the car at the corner of the parking lot, turned off the engine, and the two lay sideways in the car, facing each other, waiting for them to finish class at that time.

Jing Haochen patted his leg and asked, "Do you want to come and lie down?"

"..." Yan Feng glanced at the distance between the steering wheel and his legs, "You don't think it's crowded."

"Then I'll come here?" He said, and he wanted to get up.

Yan Feng immediately refused: "I think it's too crowded!"

"I knew I would change to an SUV." Jing Haochen muttered, "By the way, the classmates and professors in the laboratory want to know what my lover looks like. Do you mind if I reveal you to them?"

"..." Yan Feng blinked and stared blankly at Jing Haochen.

Thinking that Yan Feng was afraid of being made public, Jing Haochen didn't want to put pressure on him, so he hurriedly said, "If you find it difficult, forget it."

Yan Feng immediately shook his head: "No, it's the first time someone said that they want to disclose their relationship with me, I'm very excited..."

Jing Haochen said: "After it is made public, everyone will know that I am not available, and no one will disturb our lives."

Yan Feng caught a blind spot in his knowledge: "not...available?"

Jing Haochen sighed: "It means you're not single, your English is really useless."

Yan Feng shrank his neck in embarrassment.

"Go back and recite the words for me, and I will watch you recite."

Yan Feng frowned unhappily, the nightmare of making up lessons in high school was vivid in his mind, "Why are you like a teacher."

Jing Haochen asked with a smile, "Do you want me to be your Teacher Jing?"

Yan Feng teased: "You teacher, is he serious?"

Jing Haochen lowered his voice, and his intention of provoking was very clear: "The teacher is very serious during the serious time, but the teacher is not sure about the unreasonable time."

Yan Feng's smile had already filled his cheeks: "How indecent?"

He whispered back: "I will be as bad as you want me to be."

Yan Feng bit his lip unconsciously, the temperature in the car rose sharply, just when the two faces were about to get together, the WeChat phone rang...

"Oh, they're out of class." Yan Feng picked up his phone.

"..." Jing Haochen looked at Yan Feng's phone resentfully.