Boys in the Chinese Department are only allowed to digest internally

1

Chu Ze has always done things in a hurry. After learning the real name and major of the "period" classmate, he went to XX University on weekends.

The east of the city is more than half of the urban area away from their school, and it takes more than 40 minutes to take the bus. I don't know why the school bully traveled so far to make an appointment.

Once there, Chu Ze went straight to their library.

Xiao Zhu said that when you can't find a top student like Yan Heng, you should definitely go to the library.

So Chu Ze saw Yan Heng in the study room on the second floor.

2

Today's Yan Heng is not like the black one he was wearing that day, a very simple white T and denim jacket, two strands of hair drooping on his forehead, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses exclusive to high school students. He is reading a book with his head down.

Chu Ze felt that this person was very strange.

Mingming had a strong aura when he had a date with him, exuding an aura that could not be refused.The way he reads here now is refreshing and well-behaved, like another person.

He really didn't expect that Xueba would come out to make an appointment.

This contrast made Chu Ze very interested, and even wanted to peel off Yan Heng's outer skin to see what was inside.

He sat down in front of Yan Heng, and pretended to take the book, but his eyes passed the book and landed on Yan Heng's face.

Well, in order to create a good atmosphere that day, the room was turned on with warm yellow lights. Chu Ze's attention was all on the other person's body, but he didn't look carefully at the face.

The sunlight outside the window coated Yan Heng's body with a layer of gold, like... what does it look like?

Chu Ze thought for a long time before he figured out what he looked like.

Like a god who seduces people to commit crimes.

He felt that his description was weird, and when he was about to find another word to express his opinion, the person staring at him suddenly raised his head and met Chu Ze's gaze.

Yan Heng recognized him, Chu Ze thought.

Because in the next second Yan Heng closed the book, stood up abruptly and left the seat.

After all, it wasn't his own school. Chu Ze chased Yan Heng all the way, and finally lost himself among the bookshelves, and never looked at Yan Heng's shadow again, so he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

He casually opened the door of a safe passage, only to run into Yan Heng head-on.

Chu Ze: "??"

Yan Heng: "..."

3

Yan Heng hid for a long time, and finally bumped into Chu Ze's hand.

"Talk?" Chu Ze smiled.

"There's nothing to talk about." Yan Heng looked up at him, the expression on his face seamlessly transitioned from surprise to indifference, "Don't disturb my study."

As he spoke, he was about to pass Chu Ze out, but Chu Ze stretched out his hand and directly blocked the way.

"You prostitute me for nothing and don't talk to me?"

Yan Heng stared at Chu Ze's arm, thinking where it would be more appropriate to disconnect it, "Who is prostitution for you?"

"Don't tell me you don't admit it."

"I don't admit it."

"How can you be so thick-skinned as a school bully?"

"Who's thick-skinned?" Yan Heng glanced at him, "Get out of the way, or I'll beat you up."

Chu Ze thought of Yan Heng's seemingly explosive body and thin muscles, and also remembered the profile of Yan Heng he had just seen at the school gate.Yan Heng not only has excellent academic performance, but also knows judo. There are photos of Yan Heng competing with others on the bulletin board.

He was a little worried that Yan Heng would really beat him up.

But when his thoughts turned, Yan Heng's beautiful pair of butterfly bones came to mind.

Chu Ze thought to himself, just beat him, anyway, he got used to being beaten next to each other.

"Don't let me!" Chu Ze said fiercely, "Unless you come back for me, don't even think about leaving!"

4

So the two fought in the stairwell.

It was said to be a fight, but in fact it was Yan Heng who unilaterally beat Chu Ze up.

In the end, Chu Ze sat on the ground, hugging Yan Heng's thigh and refused to let go, facing the slightly red and swollen right side of his face, he said: "I don't care! You tied me up that day, don't tell me that the room fee is still paid by me, don't even think about leaving if you don't make it clear !"

It was the first time Yan Heng saw such a rascal, and he couldn't really knock him out, so he just bowed his waist and argued with Chu Ze in a low voice, "Let go, I'll give you the money."

"Not loose!" Chu Ze wiped his face, "120, five yuan and fifty cents, otherwise we won't accept the WeChat transfer!"

Yan Heng took a deep breath - I will bear it.

"WeChat."

"150xxxxxxxxx, I don't have a phone in my hand."

Yan Heng resigned himself to searching for contacts, looked down at Chu Ze, and said with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "How can you pass the application without your mobile phone?"

Chu Ze: "No, I let go and you run away!"

"I won't run." Seeing Chu Ze's suspicious eyes, he said again, "I really won't run."

As a result, Chu Ze loosened his strength a little, Yan Heng was about to leave immediately, and Chu Ze immediately tightened that long leg.

"Just look at me and say you can run!"

Yan Heng lost his temper, "I really won't run away this time."

5

Chu Ze took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a very weird gesture, and approved the friend request.

Yan Heng transferred the money to him, and wanted to delete the friend the next second.

Chu Ze immediately pulled his trouser legs, "Don't delete me!"

Yan Heng: "The money has been transferred to you."

Chu Ze: "That won't work, anyway, I know who you are, and it's useless to delete me, and we haven't settled the score yet!"

"Grass." Yan Heng rarely said a dirty word, "What else?"

"You have to come back to me."

Hearing this, Yan Heng was faintly angry, "You humiliated me first."

Chu Ze was shocked: "When did I humiliate you!"

"You said that time was slow that day." It was a bit shameful to say this, Yan Heng said it very slowly, "Isn't it just to laugh at me for going too fast?"

"How fast are you?" Chu Ze was a little excited, and his voice became higher, "You haven't tried mine, how do you know if you are fast!"

Yan Heng: "..."

He wants to kill.