Wen Qing had class the next day in the afternoon, so he slept in the morning.
After a night's rest, his body didn't feel as uncomfortable as yesterday, but just a little sore, as if he had over-exercised.
Wen Qing paused for a while, then slowly sat up from the bed and saw the clothes and pants placed beside the bed.
There was a faint smell of food in the air, and the man who put his clothes down was cooking.
Wen Qing blinked, and her heart seemed to be filled with something.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Qing raised his eyes. Yiou had stood at the door at some point. His eyes fell on his bare shoulders: "Get up."
"The meal is ready."
Wen Qing responded, lifted the quilt, and slowly put on his clothes.
He had slept naked last night, and now he could feel Io's gaze slowly sliding down, naked, with no disguise at all.
Wen Qing paused for a moment and quickened the pace of putting on her clothes.
No matter how fast his movements were, in the eyes of another person, they seemed to have slowed down several times.
Yiou's eyes swept across his body inch by inch. After seeing the bite mark between his legs, he raised an eyebrow: "You are so slow in getting dressed, are you waiting for me to help you?"
Wen Qing: "...I'm already very fast."
Io walked to the bed, leaned over to help him pick up his pants, and held his legs to put them into his pants: "I didn't see it."
"I just see that you have some bad intentions."
Wen Qing: “???”
It's obviously you who has bad intentions, right?!
He struggled for a moment and tried to put on his pants himself, but when he found that Io could put on his pants faster than him, he compromised.
Although he was taken advantage of a little, his intuition told him that the consequences of dressing slowly would be more serious.
After getting dressed neatly, Wen Qing got out of bed and couldn't help but look at Yiou twice more.
Noticing his gaze, Io tilted his head and said casually, "The food is getting cold."
"If you want, do it after dinner."
Wen Qing didn't know why the topic turned to that again, and said slowly: "...I didn't want it."
Yiou groaned and said regretfully: "I really want it."
"Would you like to satisfy me?"
“…”
Wen Qing looked at him in silence.
I wanted to say no, but then I felt that since Io had been holding it in for so many years, it was normal for his desires to be overwhelming and uncontrollable.
After thinking it over, he said to Io, "You can be self-reliant."
Wen Qing glanced at his bony hands and added, "Remember to wash your hands."
Yio: “…”
Wen Qing walked towards the living room, and stopped abruptly after passing the full-length mirror in the master bedroom.
The collar of his clothes was not high, and the marks of his neck and collarbone could be clearly seen.
The fair skin was covered with kiss marks, alternating between red and purple, as if it had been marked, and was particularly eye-catching.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and he turned to look at Yio.
Yiou leaned against the wall, his expression unchanged: "Hmm?"
Wen Qing pointed to her neck and couldn't help but ask him, "Are you a dog?"
Why can it bite like this?
Yiou raised his eyelids, looked around his neck, and said slowly: "This is not bitten out."
“It was sucked out.”
After saying that, he raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, pointed at the teeth marks on his arm, and said to Wen Qing: "This is what it means to be bitten."
"Do you remember?"
Wen Qing paused, his eyes wandering.
That's what he bit last night.
The scene at that time suddenly appeared in front of him. Two hot spots rose on his cheeks and he walked straight to the closet.
Yiou looked at his slightly red ears, smiled, and asked, "Would you like another bite?"
"It doesn't hurt, it feels good."
Wen Qing: “…”
No one wore high-necked clothes in this season, so Wen Qing reluctantly picked out a hooded sweatshirt from the closet to cover the bite marks on his collarbone.
Since last night, the two have not eaten anything other than water.
The lunch was quickly finished.
It was only ten o'clock when I returned to the dormitory.
At this time, students who have classes in the morning have not finished their classes yet, and most of the students who don’t have classes in the morning are still in bed.
The dormitory building is very quiet.
Wen Qing thought Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were still sleeping. When he opened the door, he saw Xu Fengfeng sitting on a chair, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
Hearing the movement at the door, Xu Fengfeng looked up and said, "You guys are back."
Wen nodded lightly and walked towards his desk.
After he sat down, Io pulled his chair over, next to his, and sat down as well.
Xu Fengfeng looked at their backs and always felt an indescribable feeling.
Although they did not have any physical contact, the atmosphere between them had changed a little and was different from usual.
After staring for a while, he shouted towards the bathroom: "Song Qiang, Wen Qing and Yi Ou are back."
The bathroom door was opened.
Song Qiang came out with wet hair, looked at Wen Qing, and sighed quietly: "Why did you come back so early?"
"I thought it would be in the afternoon. If I had known I would have asked you to bring lunch when you come back now."
Wen Qing: "I thought you were still sleeping, so I didn't ask."
Song Qiang: "I was sleeping, but someone in the dormitory skipped class and was called out. There was a loud noise, and then -"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Song Qiang rubbed his eyes and stared at Wen Qing's neck. After seeing the faint red mark, he strode forward and raised his hand to pull Wen Qing's collar.
As soon as his fingers touched Wen Qing's clothes, with a "pa" sound, the back of his hand was slapped hard by Yio.
Song Qiang didn't care, retracted his hand, and asked Wen Qing: "Wen Qing, what's wrong with your neck?"
"Was it a bug bite?"
"The insects this season are very poisonous. You have to apply medicine."
Wen Qing was silent for a while, glanced at Yio, and hummed.
Song Qiang's expression changed slightly: "There are bugs in such a high-end community like yours?"
Wen nodded lightly: "It's still a big bug."
Yio: “…”
He turned sideways and casually rolled up his sleeves, revealing the teeth marks on his arm, deliberately exposing it under Song Qiang's eyes.
Song Qiang stared at his hand and said in shock: "Fuck."
"What's going on with you?"
"Did you get bit by a dog?"
"You two have been out all night, how come you both got hurt..."
Wen Qing: “…”
Song Qiang muttered to himself for a while and was about to go find medicine, but he stopped when he saw the neat teeth marks on Yiou's arm.
"No, this wasn't a dog bite, was it?"
Whose dog has such neat teeth?
Song Qiang asked suspiciously: "Did you two fight with others last night?"
Yio: “…”
He raised his chin slightly, pulled up the corners of his lips, and said word by word: "This was bitten by my partner."
"Understand?"
Song Qiang: “???”
Xu Fengfeng on the side was stunned. He looked at Yiou, then at Wen Qing, and now he understood what the strange atmosphere just now was.
It's fucking ambiguous!
After a long pause, he walked forward and pulled the stupid Song Qiang.
Song Qiang's mind was full of Teacher Io X.
He came back to his senses, stared at Io's arm, and said dryly: "Then, her teeth are pretty good."
Wen Qing: “…”
Yio: “…”
Xu Fengfeng: “…”
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and said to Song Qiang: "Actually, I am with Yiou."
Song Qiang heard this sentence clearly and understood the other meaning of the word "together".
He looked at Wen Qing's pretty and well-behaved face, and then at Yiou's showy look.
Wen Qing turned around and faced him, and said seriously, "Really."
With this movement, the kiss mark on the neck became more obvious.
It seemed like it was deliberately created by someone to prove the relationship.
The shock in Song Qiang's heart gradually turned into realization, and then into regret.
What has Yiou done to Wen Qing?
He even made fake kisses and teeth marks.
It’s all his fault for being too smart!
Song Qiang wiped the water droplets off his face.
He looked at Yiou, holding the back of the chair with both hands, and tried his best to show a sincere expression: "Brother, I believe it, I really believe it."
"I definitely didn't think about you and the teacher."
Wen Qing: “…”
Yio: “…”
Xu Fengfeng: “…”
Xu Fengfeng couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up his meal card, grabbed Song Qiang and walked out: "Let's go have lunch."
They left in a hurry and did not close the door.
The light conversation in the corridor was unusually clear.
"Really? You really didn't see that? I think they came here for real, not pretending."
"How can that be true? Wipe your eyes, bro."
“…”
Perhaps he noticed that the dormitory door was not closed. The next second, Song Qiang's loud voice came from the corridor: "I can see it! They said it themselves, and there is evidence. How can I not believe it!"
The pronunciation is clear and the words are loud and clear.
It was obviously said on purpose.
Wen Qing: “…”
Why is Song Qiang's train of thought always so bizarre?
Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Io.
Io thought for a moment and said slowly: "This boy, even if we kissed him in front of him, he probably wouldn't believe it."
Wen nodded gently.
He felt that too.
Yiou supported himself on his chair with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice: "How about we give it a try?"
Wen Qing didn't react: "Try what?"
Yiou raised the corners of his lips and said lazily: "Kiss."
Wen Qing: “…”
"Your purpose is not to make Song Qiang believe it, right?"
After his secret was exposed, Yiou remained calm and said frankly, "Of course it's for the kiss."
Wen Qing: “…”
He moved his chair a little further away from Io.
Wen Qing took out his textbook and began to prepare for the professional course he would take in the afternoon.
Not long after, the phone on the table vibrated.
Wen Qing subconsciously reached for it, and after seeing the note on the caller ID, he realized that the phone was not his, but Yiou's.
He bought the same model of mobile phone as Io.
Seeing that he was stunned, Yiou tapped the table with his fingertips: "Answer it."
Wen Qing blinked and said to him, "This is your phone."
"I know," Io raised his chin slightly, "so I let you take it."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at the call from Professor Chen, and thought, could it be that he doesn't want to answer the teacher's call?
He picked up the phone: "Hello."
There was a big difference between Wen Qing and Yiou's voices. Professor Chen on the other end of the phone could tell immediately and asked, "Is Yiou not here?"
"Yiou, he..." Wen Qing looked at Yio, wondering what excuse to make.
Yiou suddenly took the phone and responded, "I'm here."
Professor Chen didn't ask anything. He continued, "My partner is next to me. Please be careful."
Wen Qing: “…”
Professor Chen was probably speechless, and was silent for a while before he spoke again: "The little game I told you about before is already done. Come to the office later to get the USB drive and test it."
Io leaned back and rocked his chair lazily: "No."
"I'm trying to please my partner."
"Besides, I'm a family man now, so I have to avoid being alone with you as much as possible."
Wen Qing: “…”
"Not only did you disturb us last night, but you called us again this morning," Io paused and said nonchalantly, "My boyfriend just snatched my phone away."
Wen Qing: “…”
No wonder he was asked to answer the phone.
The next second, he clearly heard the teacher's roar on the other end of the phone: "I'm your teacher!"
"I know," Io tilted his head and continued, "The teacher must pay more attention."
"Don't talk about my boyfriend, my roommate has already misunderstood."
"You can ask my roommate, Song Qiang, Software Engineering major, Class 2(1)."
Wen Qing: “…”
Probably because Yiou mentioned the name of Song Qiang's major, Professor Chen didn't believe it at first, but now he was a little skeptical.
"How could they misunderstand?"
"Why not?" Io raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "As for me, I have too much personal charm."
“It’s suitable for all ages and genders.”
Wen Qing: “…”
Professor Chen: “…”
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