Cannon fodder first love dressed as a fake straight man

Of course Huo Chi wanted to avoid it, the idea of ​​"what's so embarrassing because everyone is a man" never crossed his mind.

But he saw that Su Qing turned red again, redder than ever before.

The tips of the ears hidden between the hair gaps seemed to be smoking.

Huo Chi leaned on his knee with one elbow bent, his long legs stepped on the side railing of the bed aggrievedly, his pair of upturned peach blossom eyes smiled frivolously, and his deep and three-dimensional facial features were caught by these smiling eyes Soft, tender and affectionate in the ambiguous light.

He couldn't hold back and lowered his voice:

"What are you doing with your eyes closed? Is there something I can't see?"

Huo Chi's eyes swept over his flat chest, maybe there was too little fabric inside, so it was impossible to tell if he was wearing or not.

Su Qing followed his gaze and guessed what he was looking at, her cheeks were smoking red.

"never mind."

He didn't like to beg for help or bother others, so he immediately decided to take his pajamas and go to the bathroom to change.

"The two of them are washing up, and you didn't have a place to change it in the past."

Huo Chi opened his eyes and said nonsense, he leaned towards Su Qing, thinking: "How about this, if you call me nice, I will close my eyes and not look at you, how about it?"

What is nice?

Su Qing looked at him, and said without any waves in his eyes: "Huo Chi."

"..."

Why is it that someone else is classmate Song, and when he comes to him, he even has his first and last name!

Huo Chi didn't want this, he was not satisfied.

Su Qing had finished calling: "You close your eyes."

Of course not.

Having not heard what he wanted to hear, Huo Chi asked: "Call it differently."

How did Su Qing guess his flamboyant intestines, he was puzzled: "Brother Chi?"

Huo Chi: "..."

Not right, what is that called?

"Brother Huo?"

"No. [-] high school bully?"

"The most powerful school bully in No. [-] Middle School?"

"The most handsome schoolgirl in No. [-] Middle School?"

Huo Chi was dissatisfied seven or eight times in a row, his face became more and more gloomy, and Su Qing was also very unhappy in his heart. It was really hard to talk to him. He didn't like to talk in the first place, so what could he call him?

"……elder brother?"

Huo Chi's body trembled, "cough cough cough..."

——Arbitrarily increasing the size and violating the rules!

He looked away, and it took a full minute to turn back, "Wait."

Song Feiyue was going to turn off the lights below, so he ordered three hooks and stuck them side by side between the two of them, then removed his own bed curtain and hooked them to make a simple cover.

But in this way, the other side of Huo Chi's bed was completely exposed.

Su Qing froze for a moment, reached out and raised a corner, weakly: "Then you..."

Huo Chi grabbed the curtain in his hand and "swish" it to block it tightly, with a bit fierce voice, "Change it quickly!"

A plain cartoon bed curtain was placed between the two, dividing the originally closed space into two halves. Half of the pouting little boy begging for a kiss was drawn to his side, and the mouth begging for a kiss was just stuck at the junction. It was right where Su Qing could see it as soon as he looked up.

All the breath of the person opposite seemed to be covered by this thin bed curtain.

Su Qing felt a strange feeling in his heart, and after a while, he turned his back and slowly raised his hand to unbutton the button and put on his pajamas.

He had just put on his pants when an unknown object wrapped in three layers of black plastic bags flew over from the opposite side.

Huo Chi: "You're welcome."

Su Qing opened it and saw that inside was a pack of ten daily sanitary napkins, pink in color.

"..."

The warmth of just 0.1 second disappeared in an instant. How could he think that this person is quite nice just now?

Su Qing began to doubt life.

With the bag in his hand, he sat under the warm yellow night light, facing the expression of the kiss on the bed curtain, and fell into deep doubts about life.

why?

Didn't you explain everything to him?

How could he buy such a thing for himself?

It was already discussed at noon, and a consensus was reached tonight. Shouldn't it be fine to just wait for the box lunch and leave the venue to dance?

Why does he want to buy himself something that only girls can use!

Su Qing rewrapped the package inside and out, holding it and having nowhere to put it.

The lights in the dormitory were already turned off. Su Qing didn't know if Xiaopang and the squad leader were asleep. He knelt and leaned forward to lift the bed curtain, poked half his head out, and tried to lower his voice to Huo Chi's side, "I'm No need for that, I'm a boy."

Huo Chi's eyes were sharp, and he saw Su Qing's pillow far away on the other side through the narrow gap in the curtains, and suddenly frowned, "Where do you sleep?"

?

Su Qing nodded.

"No, you turn over and sleep head-to-head with me."

Su Qing was reluctant and didn't move.

Huo Chi looked at him with no intention of moving, and argued with him aggrievedly like a big dog, but his tone was still pretending to be fierce: "I want to sleep on this side, if you sleep on the other side, don't take it." Are your feet pointing to my head?"

Su Qing didn't think there was any problem with head-to-toe to-toe. He didn't understand Master Huo's particularity, so he wanted to struggle.

Huo Chi is already an excellent "Qing" linguist, he decisively pursed his lips and nodded the bed curtain, raised his eyebrows and threatened: "Huh?"

The meaning is very clear.

Su Qing received his signal and silently changed direction while holding the pillow.

——Who let me still use Huo Chi's bed curtain?

Satisfied with the two pillows next to each other, Huo Chi pulled the curtain over the bed to block the middle, ordered: "Sleep."

Su Qing had to swallow a lot of excuses, because he was thinking about this matter, so he didn't sleep well at night.

At 4:59 in the morning, Su Qing's biological clock, accurate to the second, woke him up, and the card turned off before the alarm clock sounded.

After changing the clothes and folding the quilt, Su Qing got out of bed lightly, the chubby on the opposite bed was sleeping soundly, but the monitor's bed was empty, the quilt was not even touched, it was still the same as last night.

He didn't specifically look at Huo Chi's side, he went into the bathroom with the basin in his hand, and a puff of water vapor rushed towards him.

Huo Chi had just finished taking a shower, and the water stains on his upper body hadn't been wiped clean. He turned his back to Su Qing, probably not expecting someone to get up at this point, so he subconsciously turned around.

The boy's body is lean yet powerful, and his sharp lines are at the most balanced point between greenness and maturity. Su Qing swept it extremely harshly from a professional point of view. I have to admit that Huo Chi, as an article (it is said ) The male protagonist of the popular physical book is impeccably perfect in terms of hardware conditions.

Su Qing noticed that the moment he turned around and saw himself, he didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or showing off, the muscles of his shoulders, back, waist and abdomen were obviously tightened, creating a sharper curve.

There is also a sense of superiority that is close to showing one's own masculinity.

"..."

Su Qing didn't quite understand the subtle psychology of a straight man, so he lowered his eyes to avoid his body.

Don't look around, in case the hero misunderstands that he is taking advantage of him.

"Why did you wake up so early?" Huo Chi's voice was low, with the dry hoarseness of the morning, "Did I disturb you?"

As he spoke, he made a concave shape again.

Like a male flower peacock with a screen.

Su Qing shook his head, and was about to back out when Huo Chi reached out and grabbed his wrist, "No need."

His palm was dry, and the palm was very hot, scalding Su Qing's blood that flowed regularly through the flesh.

Su Qing seldom had physical contact with others, and his body stiffened after being held by him like this. Fortunately, Huo Chi let go of his hand, fearing that Song Feiyue would be disturbed, so he kept his voice down, "I'm done using it up, you can wash it up." .”

Su Qing nodded stiffly.

After he finished washing, Huo Chi didn't know where to go. Su Qing took his dancing shoes and bag and quietly closed the dormitory door for Xiaopang.

The sun at five o'clock in midsummer is bright and clear, and the quiet campus is tinged with coolness. The air seems to be more generous to the school, a place with special significance, and it is more fresh and warm than other places.

Su Qing walked straight through the empty playground, the willow branches brushed his shoulder slightly, passed the south gate of the complex building, and continued to walk forward in Su Qing building according to the icon.

The first floor is full of classrooms for various hobbies. Along the way, Su Qing saw the piano room, plaster model room, and concert hall. There is an empty classroom in the middle, which is a special dance practice room. Su Qing glanced at it from the window, and it was very empty inside. , It should be that it has not been used much since it was built.

This is very common in many high schools, such as planetariums, chemical laboratories, and psychological stress relief centers are all built to fill the area. can come to these places.

Su Qing twisted it and found that the door was locked.

Just when he was about to leave, the door of the gym next door opened. Huo Chi had a towel around his neck. He was obviously taken aback when he saw Su Qing appearing here, and then he noticed the dancing shoes Su Qing was carrying and the dance practice next door Room sign.

Su Qing's attention was all on the door behind Huo Chi.

This kind of classroom is generally unified, and the locks are all locked together. How did Huo Chi open the door?

"Little classmate, do you want to help?"

Huo Chi leaned against the wall without a straight face, folded his arms and smiled, as if he was sure that Su Qing would ask for help, "Say a few more nice words, and I'll consider helping you when I'm happy."

During the long eye-to-eye seesaw, the two sides were at war in Su Qing's heart.

In the end, the powerful temptation of the dance practice room overcame his thin skin. Su Qing grabbed the hem of his clothes, rubbed it into folds, and his cheeks were slightly hot: "Brother, brother, brother."

Three tones.

That's enough.

Huo Chi watched the little swan's side neck start to slowly climb up to the pink again, something seemed to be drilled out of the tip of his heart, itching, he moved his hand in his pocket, and stopped just as he was about to take it out. What, the voice changed:

"Three calls are just to open the lock for you this time. If you change the name, I can help you open the lock at any time in the future."

Anytime later? !

This temptation is too difficult for Su Qing, who is eager to dance.

His eyes lit up, like a child seeing the candy he craves most, staring eagerly, "What's your name?"

Huo Chi remained calm and said reservedly: "That's what you call others."

——Why did you call that fat man last night!

How did Su Qing know this? He had called everything he could think of last night.

But the dance room is too important to Little Swan, important enough to temporarily abandon all other less important things and temporarily improve some things.

For example patience.

Su Qing's clear eyes looked at Huo Chi without blinking, as if he was looking at the solo dance practice room that he could use infinitely in the future, and said seriously, "You can call me whatever you want."

"Scream Huo..." Huo Chi hadn't finished his three words, Huo Chi clicked, and a sudden chill came to his mind when Su Qing added his contact information for the first time a month ago.

He sent himself a photo with half-exposed shoulders, and said: [Old Gong, are you here~]

It's obviously the same person, at that time Huo Chi closed his eyes and reported a dragon in the dark. At this moment, in the bright and clean school corridor in the early morning, he suddenly put the photo and that sentence that he only glanced at at the same time as at this moment. The little swan with reddish cheeks in front of his eyes connected.

Then by a strange coincidence: "...Come and listen to the old Gong."

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Su Qing: "Then I'll die Π_Π"