On the street, with people coming and going around, Io did not lower his voice at all and kept talking dirty as if no one was around.
Wen Qing seemed to feel the gazes of passers-by looking at him secretly.
After all, it's quite suspicious to talk about your body in public.
He strode forward for a distance, and when the people around him had changed, he slowly asked Yiou: "Don't you have a car?"
Io walked beside him and hummed casually, "No."
Wen Qing tilted his head to look at him, feeling a little strange.
Io said that he now has an ordinary person's body.
So why not buy a car?
Wen Qing thought about the money in his bank card, and then thought about Yiou's daily extravagant spending, and first ruled out the answer that he had no money to buy a car.
Perhaps noticing his confusion, Yiou paused, raised his eyebrows, and explained, "You need a driver's license to drive."
"No."
Wen Qing blinked and became even more puzzled: "Isn't it very simple to get a driver's license?"
"It is simple," Io paused and tilted his head to look at him, "but it takes a long time to learn."
Learning to drive is not difficult, but it takes a long time, including the study period and the intervals between exams for each subject.
Wen Qing said, "Aren't you quite free?"
Yiou raised an eyebrow: "Then do we need to sign up together?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips. He had never thought about getting a driver's license before, firstly because the registration fee was expensive, and secondly because the cars were expensive and public transportation was very convenient.
If I learn to drive with Io...
It doesn’t seem impossible.
The thought flashed through my mind, and the cool evening breeze inexplicably carried a hint of dryness.
Wen Qing did not respond directly to Yiou's question, and said slowly: "If you can't drive, you can find a driver."
Io said nonchalantly, "I bought the car and drove it for only one purpose."
Wen Qing thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Is it convenient?"
Yiou chuckled and slowly uttered two words: "Carry you."
He raised his eyelids and drawled, "So why should I pay for a light bulb?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he felt that the temperature of the evening breeze had risen a few degrees, so hot that his heart rate became a little irregular.
He hurriedly picked up the phone and glanced at it.
There is no news.
Wen Qing put away his phone and said calmly, "Hurry up, Song Qiang is urging us."
Yiou looked at his reddened ears, picked up his phone, opened the dormitory group, and asked casually, "Why didn't I see it?"
Wen Qing said dryly: "Then you should reflect on yourself why he didn't send it to you."
Yio: “…”
…
It was already half past eight when we arrived at the barbecue restaurant in the snack street.
Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng sat in the barbecue restaurant, their eyes turned red from the aroma in the air.
Seeing Wen Qing and Yi Ou come in, Song Qiang couldn't wait to stand up and sit next to Xu Fengfeng, giving the other two seats next to each other to them.
"Boss, we are all here, we can serve the food!"
"Okay."
Wen Qing sat down, looking at the two hungry people, and couldn't help but say, "You can eat first."
"No," Song Qiang shook his head and took a sip of his drink, "Good things should be eaten by everyone."
"If I hadn't waited for you guys, Xu Fengfeng and I would have eaten after class."
As he spoke, Song Qiang looked at Wen Qing, then at Yiou, and said, "Why did you two come in together?"
He had originally thought of using this meal to reconcile the two of them, but now it seems... they've reconciled?
Wen Qing took a sip of water and remembered that Xu Fengfeng and Song Qiang didn't know that Yiou went to the South City Community to pick him up.
Just as I was struggling with how to explain it, I heard Yiou say, "Because we came back together."
Wen Qing: “…”
Isn't this just nonsense.
Song Qiang wanted to ask more questions when the waiter came with two plates of pork belly.
His attention instantly shifted to the pork belly. His eyes were filled with eating and he put the problem out of his mind.
"Let's start grilling."
Wen Qing poured a glass of water and drank it in small sips.
The pork belly is very thick and needs to be grilled for a while.
While waiting, Song Qiang handed the menu to Wen Qing while eating some side dishes and said to him, "See what else you want to order."
"Xu Fengfeng and I ordered a few of their signature meats."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes. Song Qiang didn't order many dishes, only five different kinds of meat and sausages, but each one started with two servings.
It’s not a small amount for four people.
"I think that's about right."
After saying that, the menu in his hand was taken away.
Yiou took a quick look and added two more vegetarian dishes, one lettuce and one stir-fried vegetable.
Song Qiang muttered, "Yiou, why are you eating grass?"
Yiou opened the beer can with one hand and said calmly, "Because Wen Qing likes to eat grass."
Wen Qing bent his fingers. He was not picky about food. He would eat whatever was available. Even during dinner parties, he would eat whatever everyone ordered.
Everyone is used to it, only Io would specifically order the dishes he likes.
Wen Qing drank a large glass of cold water, but it didn't help to suppress the heat in his body.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes, staring at the sizzling and fragrant pork belly.
Suddenly, there was a piece of roasted meat in the bowl.
"It won't taste good if it's cold." Io's voice sounded in my ears.
Wen Qing came back to his senses, picked up the chopsticks, dipped them in the sauce, and put them in his mouth.
After eating one piece, another one appeared in the bowl.
Io kept feeding him.
Wen Qing didn't think anything of it at first, until he realized that Song Qiang was staring at them straight, and he didn't even eat the meat, and his fingertips suddenly froze.
Is Io being too obvious?
Does he need to explain to Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng?
Wen Qing held the chopsticks and glanced at Yiou.
Io continued to feed the animals, paying no attention to the two roommates across from him.
Song Qiang didn't know why, but when he looked at Wen Qing and Yiou, he suddenly felt that the meat in his mouth was not so delicious anymore.
He sighed quietly and said to Wen Qing, "If I were you, I might get angry too."
Wen Qing was confused: "What are you angry about?"
Song Qiang: "I'm just mad at Yiou."
He continued: "When Io is taking care of people, he really seems like a caring boyfriend."
"If someone who has always taken care of me suddenly has a woman and keeps it secret from me, I would be angry too."
Wen Qing: “???”
woman?
Speaking of women, Song Qiang sighed again and stared at Yiou eagerly: "By the way, you haven't introduced any girlfriends to us yet."
"Hurry up and make arrangements. If your girlfriend has any single friends, you can introduce them to us..."
"We all get rich together and get out of singlehood together."
“…”
Wen tilted his head and looked at Yiou numbly: "Girlfriend?"
Yiou blinked and said confidently: "I never mentioned my girlfriend."
"Bullshit," Song Qiang said immediately, "You said it."
"Senior showed me the chat records."
Xu Fengfeng nodded in agreement: "You said so."
Io put down the beer in his hand, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said lightly: "I'm not talking about my girlfriend."
"It's my wife."
Wen Qing: “…”
Song Qiang: “…”
Xu Fengfeng: “…”
Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng looked at each other and made strange noises.
"Forget it, let's eat the barbecue first."
"Don't spoil my appetite."
Wen Qing lowered his eyelashes and poked the meat in the bowl with his chopsticks.
The breath from the side was pressing down on him. Yiou slowly lowered his head, leaned close to his ear, and explained in a low voice: "I was having a conversation with my senior."
"I haven't told Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng."
"They found out about it themselves, and because you were mad at me, they automatically understood it this way."
Wen Qing couldn't hear what Yio was saying at all, he could only feel his breath and his temperature.
Smelling the faint smell of alcohol between Io's lips and teeth, Wen Qing's cheeks couldn't help but get hot.
The next second, there was a hint of warmth on my cheeks.
The cold feeling was Io's fingers.
Inadvertently poked his cheek.
"Blushing."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the part that was touched by Yiou suddenly heated up as if it was burned.
“Hot!”
The volume of these two words was very high. Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng looked up at the same time and looked at them.
Song Qiang glanced at Wen Qing's sweatshirt, but couldn't take it off, so he said to Yi Ou, "Stay away from Wen Qing."
"It must be hot to be so close."
Io raised an eyebrow and said casually, "I'm cold."
"I want Wen Qing to warm me up."
Wen Qing: “…”
Song Qiang: "Yiou, a man can't be weak."
Yio: “…”
…
After eating the barbecue, Song Qiang walked around the snack street to buy some midnight snacks and fruits.
Wen Qing was standing in front of the fruit shop, picking apples, when a girl's voice suddenly rang out beside him: "Teacher!"
Wen Qing didn't think much about it, lowered his head and continued picking apples.
Song Qiang suddenly poked his arm and said, "Wen Qing, that girl seems to be calling you."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look over.
I saw a familiar girl.
The girl who had chatted up Oz and met him and Xing Ze again.
His name seems to be... Li Fang?
Li Fang rushed to him, probably knowing that Wen Qing didn't remember him, so the first thing he said was to introduce himself: "Teacher, I'm Li Fang."
Wen Qing glanced at Song Qiang, Xu Fengfeng and Yi Ou beside him, and his eyelids twitched.
Is this going to be another misunderstanding?
Without waiting for him to explain that it was his roommate, Song Qiang asked curiously, "Is this also the student you tutor?"
Wen Qing shook his head: "No."
Li Fang immediately said, "I am a student seeking guidance from the teacher."
Wen Qing: “…”
Song Qiang wondered: "Please?"
He leaned close to Wen Qing's ear and whispered, "Are you so famous in the tutoring circle now?"
Wen Qing: “…No.”
Song Qiang asked again: "How old are you?"
"Don't you have to study at night today? Are you here just to block Wen Qing?"
Li Fang quickly explained: "I didn't mean to do that. It was really a coincidence."
"I'm a sophomore at Nancheng University. I come to the snack street to buy things after class."
College? Sophomore?
Same level?
Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were stunned.
Is this a request for Wen Qing’s tutoring?
Song Qiang turned his head to look at Wen Qing, and looked him up and down: "What other unknown specialties are you hiding from us?"
Wen Qing: “…”
He looked at Li Fang in silence.
Li Fang raised his hand and made a zipper gesture to his mouth, indicating that he would not say anything nonsense.
"Um..." She took out her phone and said to Song Qiang, "You are my roommates, right? Can I add you on WeChat?"
Wen Qing was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that Li Fang didn't misunderstand this time.
Li Fang has a pretty face and is very cute when she smiles.
Song Qiang added the message immediately, feeling dizzy: "This is the first time in my life that a girl has asked for my WeChat."
He looked at Xu Fengfeng, then at Yiou, raised his head and chest, and asked another question: "Why did you add mine? And not his?"
After saying that, Song Qiang pointed at Yiou.
Li Fang glanced at Yiou's handsome face, looked away, and whispered, "Looking at his appearance, he is not the teacher's roommate."
Song Qiang: “???”
"Why?"
Li Fang: "He is handsome."
Wen Qing understood her logic.
Handsome, not a roommate, but a boyfriend.
“…”
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