Chapter 6

Qin Yu regretted it after doing this. Why did he take out his anger on others? Even if Song Zhi was a pervert, that was not a reason to do this.

But it was difficult for Qin Yu to apologize.

He couldn't open his mouth. Once he did, he felt like a pervert. Just apologizing meant he could play with someone else's pussy? What kind of bullshit was that?

"Qin Yu..." Song Zhi called him from behind.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yu turned his head to look. He had been fed up with Song Zhi's clothes for a long time. They were ugly and old, and looked like they were bought during a big sale on the roadside. They were a little pilling from washing.

Qin Yu called someone to get him a new set of clothes. He looked much better after putting them on, but his movements were timid and his hair was still so long that he still looked like a little mouse.

"I'm going to work. I'll wash the clothes and return them to you. Goodbye!" Song Zhi put on the broken glasses again.

“…”

Tasteless rat.

"You don't have to return the clothes, they're for you." Qin Yu said, "Open your phone and transfer the money to you to repair your glasses."

"No." Song Zhi shook his head and took a few steps back. "If you want to pay it back, I'll pay you back in cash."

……Stubborn.

Forget it, it’s none of his business.

Qin Yu was going to a competition soon, and there was a lot to prepare for. He'd been stuck in the lab for nearly two weeks straight. When people get busy, they become less aware of the outside world. Qin Yu himself didn't care much about what was going on outside, and since he lived off campus, he had little idea of ​​what was happening on campus.

"That's good, very good. Have a good rest and go to the competition on the weekend." The instructor praised, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Okay, thank you teacher." Qin Yu nodded.

After he left the office, he received a text message from Lin He. It seemed that he had unintentionally instigated him last time, and Lin He had always kept it in mind and had not visited him much recently.

But they didn't know each other very well. They were just in a club and took classes together.

[Lin He: The cultural festival is short of people. Are you free to come?]

If he went there, he was afraid that someone would pester him and ask for his WeChat again. Qin Yu was about to refuse.

【Lin He: Song Zhi is here too.】

Qin Yu paused and deleted the text he had just typed. He didn't know what to post.

[Lin He: He asked me to give you the money last time, and I almost forgot.]

What money?

Qin Yu couldn't recall for a moment. He only remembered that the little pervert was very fond of crying and had a lot of water flowing from his lower body. After a while, he finally remembered that he had given him a set of clothes.

Is he next to you now?

Lin He did not answer but took a photo. In the photo, Song Zhi was wearing his tattered clothes, his glasses were still broken, and his hair was cut short but no one knew who cut it so ugly. Only his eyes were exposed, and he was helping someone with work. He seemed to be completely unaware that he was being secretly photographed.

The things I moved were almost taller than me.

【No.】

【Lin He: Okay, I'll go help. 】

Lin He transferred the money right after that. Song Zhi didn't know where he found the price, so it didn't matter to him whether it was in decimal or in whole.

Qin Yu didn't take it, but he was just annoyed, feeling like someone had stepped on his foot. He clicked on the photo again and saw someone he knew sitting in the corner.

I found it in the mobile phone list and planned to send him a message to ask him something, but as soon as I opened the chat interface, I felt that it was boring, so I turned off the phone, put it in my pocket and walked away.

Qin Yu's apartment is very tidy. Someone comes to clean and cook on a regular basis every day. He can cook too, but not very often.

He didn't want anyone to come over today, so he planned to go to the supermarket next door to buy some.

Halfway through the journey, I saw a newly opened coffee shop on the side of the road. There were a lot of people inside, probably because the employees were all dressed up beautifully and wore uniforms that were a bit revealing.

Qin Yu frowned, but then he saw a familiar figure holding a plate inside, a little pervert wearing a wig and a skirt.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" The sharp-eyed clerk noticed Qin Yu and asked quickly.

"Sorry." Qin Yu walked around and came to Song Zhi's side. Song Zhi was so scared that he almost dropped the plate.

"ah……?"

…

Qin Yu ordered a cake and cappuccino and sat in the corner of the cafe waiting for Song Zhi to finish his work. When he saw someone coming, he moved the cake over.

"I don't want to eat. If someone sees me, I'll be criticized." Song Zhi waved his hand quickly. He turned his head and looked around. Fortunately, Qin Yu was sitting far enough inside that no one was looking at him.

"Aren't you helping out at the cultural festival?"

"They said you might come, so I went, but you weren't there. I left when my working hours were up." Song knew.

"Then why are you dressed like this?" Qin Yu frowned and glanced at Song Zhi. The skirt only covered her thighs, and the suspenders squeezed out the flesh on her legs.

"Ah? They said I was too short and it would look weird to wear men's clothes, and that women's clothes would be more suitable." Song Zhi hadn't seen Qin Yu for a long time, and he was stunned when answering the question.

"Are you short of money?"

"Fortunately, the salary here is just enough." Song Zhi thought about it, and heard his colleague calling him, so he turned around and answered.

"I have to go help first. Do you want to wait for me to get off work?" Song Zhi leaned in front of him and whispered. They disliked his glasses because they were too ugly and took them off. He was nearsighted and couldn't see Qin Yu's face clearly, so he could only get very close.

The design of the skirt's chest is based on a woman's breast line. Song Zhiyou has breasts, but they are obviously too small to support the clothes. In order to avoid exposing herself, she can only tie the waist straps very tightly, making her waist look very thin.

However, when he bent down to speak in front of Qin Yu, his fair and tender skin was still exposed, and one could even vaguely see the pink inside.

Qin Yu quickly covered his chest and turned his head away, "I'll leave at six."

"I get off work at six o'clock!" Song Zhi's eyes lit up.