Scholar vs Colonel

In the dormitory, Wang Chong and Xiao Mo had just been bored for a while, and Xiao Mo was called to the student union meeting by a phone call. Before he left, he did not forget to assign homework to Wang Chong, and picked four practice papers for him to do. Come back and check.As soon as Wang Chong heard that the papers were going to be done, he immediately quit, grabbed Xiao Mo's arm and refused to let him go, and complained bitterly: "Four papers are too many! I'll just do the papers this night and don't do anything else. Already!" Stretched out two fingers, "Two!"

"The awareness is quite high, and I need to add two more, that's fine! Then six." Xiao Mo pretended to go to the bookshelf to draw papers.

Wang Chong was in a hurry, he quickly took his hand, and compromised reluctantly: "All right, all four are four."

Xiao Mo stroked his short hair in satisfaction, Wang Chong sat down on the chair weakly, put his hands behind his head, leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his hand and patted Xiao Mo's hand away, " If you touch it again, you will be bald!"

Xiao Mo smiled slightly, put his hands on the handles on both sides of the chair, pressed Wang Chong on the chair, his eyes slowly moved down, and swept back and forth between his raised neck, the slender, white neck, high and protruding The Adam's apple is sexy and provocative.Xiao Mo bent down, tilted his head, and lightly licked Wang Chong's protruding Adam's apple with the tip of his tongue.Wang Chong was startled, and couldn't help but snorted softly. The snort floated into Xiao Mo's ears ambiguously, and his blood surged instantly. His slender fingers clasped Wang Chong's chin, and gnawed along his neck. down.Wang Chong was numb from Xiao Mo's kiss for a while, and suddenly his neck hurt slightly. Before he could react, Xiao Mo had already moved away.Wang Chong rubbed his neck and scolded Xiao Mo who had already walked to the door with a smile: "Why are you still engaging in sneak attacks?!"

Xiao Mo blinked calmly at him, and gracefully waved at Wang Chong, "Come back and bring you supper." After speaking, he walked out of the dormitory and closed the door with his backhand.

Wang Chong finished the rest of the dinner in a low mood, cleared away the trash, sat at the table with his chin in his hands, pouted, put a pen between his mouth and nose, stared at the four papers in front of him in a daze, Heart sigh: It is not a good thing for a boyfriend to be both a god of learning and the chairman of the student union. Look at the meeting or the way to the meeting every day, so busy all day that there is no one.

Wang Chong resigned to his fate and finished the four papers. He saw that it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was fine if Xiao Mo hadn't come back. Didn't Yuan Liang and Su Beiming just go to have dinner? Why haven't they returned to the dormitory yet?Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the door of the dormitory being opened with a key. Wang Chong turned his head and saw Yuan Liang and Su Beiming coming back. However, Yuan Liang's short silver-gray hair had turned dark brown after a few hours, and it was a little less publicized. Personality, the whole person is more gentle and handsome, as if seeing the little crying bag who always loves to follow behind him in a trance.

Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows: "Did you dye your hair back?"

Yuan Liang fiddled with his hair twice, walked up to Wang Chong, bent over and moved his face forward, looked at Wang Chong expectantly, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

Wang Chong raised his hand and stroked Yuan Liang's hair. With a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, he smiled and said, "It reminds me of you when you were a child. It's good."

Yuan Liang's eyes deepened, and he stretched out his hand to hold Wang Chong's hand that was touching his hair, "Brother Chong, I haven't heard you call me by my nickname for a long time, I want to hear it."

The smile on the corner of Wang Chong's mouth froze. I don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that the atmosphere was becoming more and more ambiguous. He laughed dryly, took his hand out of Yuan Liang's hand, and scratched his neck with his fingers. , was wondering whether to speak or not.

Yuan Liang glanced at Wang Chong's fair neck, his pupils shrank sharply, and a clear hickey on his neck striking into his eyes as if declaring sovereignty, his eyes sank, and the smile on his face receded. Cleaned up, straightened up, and squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty: "I'm going to take a shower first." After speaking, he took a change of clothes and rushed into the bathroom.