Qin Mo didn't want to pay attention to other people's eyes at this moment. He just wanted to hear the "little jumping frog" say "I love you". However, he didn't stand there for people to watch. Instead, he held her wrist and walked out of the crowd.

Zhou Gang, who hadn't had time to say anything, said, "..."

Seeing a man and a woman leaving the crowd, Pan Sen let go of Quan Qiang and the others. He said with a jealous tone of a single man, "Look, Qin Mo only needs his cousin, not you big men who are getting in the way."

Quan Qiang touched his nose and said "tsk tsk" a few times, "Qin Mo is becoming more and more concerned with women than friendship. But if I had a cute cousin, I would spoil her as much as Qin Mo does."

Zhao Zichuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Qiangzi, I think you should go to the hospital to check your eyes."

Pansen nodded in agreement, "It is necessary."

Quan Qiang felt that the two had been "targeting" him recently, so he punched them in anger and said, "You are the ones who need to go to the hospital!"

Huo Qiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something shocking, "I actually think Qin Mo is having an affair with my cousin."

Without waiting for others to react, he put his hands together and said sincerely: "Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin, it is really dirty."

Others: “…”

Pan Sen and Zhao Zichuan were speechless.

Quan Qiang laughed loudly, then looked at Huo Qiu with disdain, "Qiuzi, have you read too many pornographic novels? You have a dirty mind!"

Huo Qiu, who had a dirty mind, did not admit the first half of the sentence, "Go away, I don't have your heavy taste. Look at why nine wives fell in love with me and the four heavenly concubines."

All of the other boys looked at Quan Qiang immediately, and Pan Sen laughed, "Qiangzi, can't you see that you still want to hug her left and right? Does Lin Yue know?"

A slight blush appeared on Quan Qiang's wheat-colored face, and he retorted unnaturally: "I didn't, don't talk nonsense." After saying that, he walked away guiltily.

…

Here, Wen Xia and Qin Mo returned to the classroom. Qin Mo was sweating all over and was about to take a short-sleeved shirt from the drawer to change, but he found an extra bottle of drink and a note, Qin Mo, come on - WYY.

Before Wen Xia could react to who sent it, Qin Mo threw the drink into the trash can with a cold face, seeming a little annoyed.

Wen Xia: “…”

Qin Mo saw her looking at the trash can and curled his lips, "Want to drink? Your husband will take you to buy it later."

There was no one in the classroom at this time. He closed the front door, drew the curtains, and took off his shirt and changed into a short-sleeved shirt in front of Wen Xia.

His waist was exposed to the air.

Wen Xia's eyes widened, and she counted silently. She had six abdominal muscles. Well, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to poke it, and asked curiously: "Husband, when did you have abdominal muscles?"

Qin Mo didn't expect her to do that. His body felt numb for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

Fuck! He reached out and grabbed her hand, and put it on his chest, "My husband is born with abdominal muscles."

"Would you like to touch it? It's free."

Wen Xia: “…”

She puffed up her little face and said, "Whoever is afraid of you, just touch me."

She squeezed his somewhat hard chest, then poked it.

The next second, Qin Mo pushed him against the windowsill, and the stool made a loud noise.

The boy lowered his head and kissed Wen Xia aggressively. Wen Xia subconsciously wanted to retreat, but there was no way out.

"Um... this is a classroom."

A few minutes later, Qin Mo contentedly let go of Wen Xia who was leaning against the window. He slowly picked up the white short-sleeved shirt and put it on.

He looked at Wen Xia, whose face was flushed and who was breathing slightly, and raised his eyebrows. "Wife, when we get home, your husband will touch you again, from top to bottom."

Wen Xia: “…”

Pat your head.

Seeing her face getting even redder, Qin Mo approached her mischievously and bit her cheek lightly, "If my wife really wants to touch you now, my husband will reluctantly agree to it."

Wen Xia: “…”

She said with disdain: "I don't want to be touched. I don't have much flesh. Go away, stay away from me, Qin! Pervert! Ghost!"

Hearing "not much meat", Qin Mo looked at her chest meaningfully. Wen Xia: "..."

"Qin Mo, I don't want to talk to you anymore!! I'm angry, I'm breaking up with you!!"

She pushed him away in anger, squeezed out of her seat, and finally left the classroom.

…

When the evening self-study session was almost over, Wen Xia felt hungry and wanted to eat instant noodles, but Qin Mo wouldn't let her.

She wrote a note and handed it to Qin Mo: I want to eat instant noodles, no objection allowed, objection is invalid.

Qin Mo turned his head to look at her and frowned slightly. Wen Xia puffed up her face and looked as if she was not willing to negotiate.

Ten seconds later, Qin Mo reluctantly and lovingly agreed, ruffled his hair, and made a condition: "Eat once every two months."

Wen Xia agreed readily.

Qin Mo and Wen Xia ran to the canteen as soon as they finished their evening self-study, otherwise they would have to wait in line for a long time.

In order to accommodate Wen Xia, Qin Mo did not run fast. When he arrived at the store, there were already quite a few people there.

Qin Mo went to get instant noodles while Wen Xia went to queue up. A few minutes later, they went to the water room to get water for the instant noodles and finally squatted on the steps to eat the noodles.

We are sitting on the steps now and it is almost full.

Wen Xia looked at Qin Mo who was holding instant noodles next to him and laughed twice, "Mo Mo, give me two bites of pickled cabbage later."

"Give me a kiss." Qin Mo raised his hand.

Wen Xia: “…”

When the instant noodles were ready, she picked up the fork and took a bite from Qin Mo's bowl and quickly sucked it into her mouth. However, the noodles were too hot, so she opened her mouth and swallowed it for a long time.

Qin Mo put his hand to her mouth and said, "Spit it out."

Wen Xia swallowed it and laughed, "Hehe," "I swallowed it."

Qin Mo: “…”

Seeing her expression of "No way", he laughed angrily and reached out to knock her head lightly, "Don't cry out when your tongue is blistered."

He picked up a forkful of noodles, blew on it a few times, and passed it to her mouth, "Eat it."

Wen Xia's eyes narrowed with smiles, and she leaned in close to flatter him in a low voice, "Hubby, you're so nice."

Then she ate from his fork.

Qin Mo chuckled, "You too, wife, just feed your husband a forkful of food."

Wen Xia generously fed him a forkful.

Zhao Zichuan, who had to eat midnight snack every day, "..."

A roar from the depths of his soul: He did something wrong.

Dormitory On the balcony, Wang Yaoyao, Su Mingyu, and Yu Ling were rinsing their mouths and washing their faces.

Su Mingyu whispered to Wang Yaoyao: "Yaoyao, do you think Wen Xia and Qin Mo are very close?"

Wang Yaoyao thought of the scene in the morning when Qin Mo hugged Wen Xia. She paused while brushing her teeth, but then thought of the relationship between "cousins" and said, "It's normal. My brother and I are the same."

Yu Ling disagreed: "I also think they are too close. My cousin and I never cuddle. One time I saw Qin Mo trying to kiss Wen Xia on the face."

When Wen Xia came back, she just heard Yu Ling's words. She paused, glanced at a few people, then looked away and started washing her face.

Yu Ling and the others didn't expect that Wen Xia would hear their discussion behind their backs. Usually, Wen Xia would come back just when the lights were about to go out.

The three of them looked at each other and fell silent.

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