1.
Oz was tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, and he stood in front of Wen Qing like a mountain. His beast-like eyes stared at Wen Qing, giving a very oppressive feeling.
Wen Qing's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. When she met Oz's green eyes, she was so frightened that her mind went dull and she couldn't react to what he was saying.
He asked blankly: "Wh, what bite?"
Oz calmed his eyes, took a step forward, put his right foot between Wen Qing's feet, and leaned over slowly: "What do you think?"
Wen Qing opened his eyes wide and felt the other party's increasingly obvious changes.
Bite, mouth...
Wen Qing finally reacted and stepped back in panic. He froze when he bumped into the tiles and stammered, "You, you misunderstood."
"I didn't mean it that way."
He has absolutely no intention of exchanging his body for a pass!
What's wrong with this foreigner!
Wen Qing's voice was choked with nervousness and fear. Oz lowered his throat, and the fire in his body burned more vigorously.
"If not..." Oz paused and said slowly, "You can consider it now."
Wen Qing's eyes were red, and she held back her tears: "I, I've thought about it."
"No."
He took a step to the side and tried to pull his hands out with all his strength, but he still couldn't free himself from Oz's grasp. The temperature on his stomach was getting hotter and hotter, slowly moving upwards.
Wen Qing didn't dare to move this time.
Oz pursed his lips, feeling the body under his palm trembling slightly. The skin touched by his fingertips was delicate and silky, and he couldn't help but caressing it gently.
The next second, Wen Qing was seen shaking even more violently, with mist in his eyes.
Wen Qing pressed tightly against the tile and said tremblingly, "I, I can help you find someone."
He tried to reason with Oz: "Just now, that was good, it was good-looking and proactive..."
Oz lowered his eyes and stroked Wen Qing's wrist with his thumb. There were still some water droplets on his arm, which was smooth and slightly cool, making him reluctant to let go.
After a while, Oz said, "Do you have props?"
Wen Qing didn't dare to look at him and shook his head slightly: "No."
Oz whispered, "Why no response?"
Wen Qing didn't understand: "W-what reaction?"
Oz raised his eyelids and took another half step forward.
Their legs were crossed, and Wen Qing's scalp was tingling from his warmth.
Looking at his pitiful appearance, Oz suddenly laughed.
Wen Qing was so frightened that his body trembled. He looked up subconsciously and saw the corners of Oz's lips raised, as if a vicious dog saw satisfactory food and grinned.
Wen Qing became even more frightened, tears welled up in her eyes and fell down.
Seeing this, Oz slowly said, "There is something wrong with the prayer."
He leaned slightly to the side and pressed against the soft flesh on Wen Qing's waist: "You are not affected."
Wen Qing's mind was a little confused, and it took him a long time to understand what Oz meant.
Oz and Jang Sung-yoon were influenced and had this reaction.
So Oz just asked him for props,
Does that sentence mean that you want to help each other?
Not forcing him?
Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes and sniffed: "I felt a little bit at first, and then I washed my face and it was fine."
The normal reaction of a person would be to wash their face and calm down!
Feeling that Oz was still looking at him, Wen Qing suggested in a low voice: "Do you want to try it too?"
Oz tilted his head and glanced at the sink.
Wen Qing's eyes wandered as he looked at the locked door on the right, ready to run to open the door as soon as Oz left.
It's only two or three meters away, he should be able to run away.
Wen Qing was ready, and the next second, Oz took a step towards the washbasin and pulled him in front of the mirror.
Oz stood in front of him, blocking his way, before slowly loosening his hand. His eyes were on Wen Qing from beginning to end.
Wen Qing stood at the wall, at a loss, afraid that he would suddenly rush over.
After admiring Wen Qing's trembling appearance for a while, Oz raised his chin and uttered two words: "Wash your face."
Wen Qing's first reaction was to move aside and make way. He leaned against the wall and waited for a while, but Oz didn't move at all and still looked at him.
He slowly understood what Oz meant.
This is to let myself wash his face!
Wen Qing pursed her lips. There was no towel next to the washbasin, only paper towels.
He took a tissue and touched it with a little water, and the tissue became so mushy that he couldn't use it to wipe his face.
Wen Qing hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his hands to catch the water and brought it to Oz.
Before taking the next step, he whispered, "I, I washed it."
Oz responded.
Wen Qing took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, raised her hand and splashed water on Oz's face.
Oz lowered his eyes, and the cold water dripped down his forehead. The intense heat in his body faded away bit by bit, and his body gradually returned to calm.
After splashing the water, Wen Qing immediately hid back in the corner, with his back pressed against the wall, staring at Oz intently.
Time passes by every second.
Oz stood there, looking at Wen Qing's face.
His body calmed down, but his heart was still restless.
Wen Qing glanced down at his body, making sure he had calmed down. Then he leaned against the wall and moved towards the door in small steps: "I, I'll go first."
When he approached the door, he immediately quickened his pace, unlocked it and rushed out.
Oz looked at his fleeing back, stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the water drops from the corner of his lips.
*****
Wen Qing ran out of the toilet without looking back and ran towards the classroom.
As soon as I ran to the classroom door, I was suddenly pulled out.
Then, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.
"It's me."
Wen Qing tilted his head and met Bai Tong's worried eyes.
Bai Tong asked: "Where did you go just now?"
Wen Qing said slowly, "Toilet."
His voice was nasal. Bai Tong frowned, and seeing his red eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "Is there something wrong?"
Wen shook his head slightly, then nodded: "I met Oz in the bathroom."
Bai Tong's eyes swept across his body calmly, and when he saw the red mark on his wrist, his eyes paused: "And then?"
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Nothing."
"There seems to be something wrong with the prayer we recited in class..." He organized his words for a while and lowered his voice to Bai Tong, "I felt a little hot, so I went to the bathroom to wash my face. After washing my face, I was fine."
"Then Oz and Jang Sung-yoon came over. They were also hot, and their body reactions were very obvious. Oz returned to normal after washing his face."
Bai Tong looked at Wen Wei's slightly red ears and asked, "Didn't Oz do anything to you?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips and said, "Let's do it. Oz didn't actually do anything to him. Let's say he didn't do it. Oz was already sticking to him..."
He didn't know what to say to Bai Tong for a moment.
Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Bai Tong looked away and whispered, "I understand."
“The few people who were reciting the prayer in the classroom just now did it directly in the classroom.”
Wen Qing was stunned.
Bai Tong added: "In front of everyone."
"The other students seem to be used to this kind of thing."
Wen Qing was stunned.
Bai Tong analyzed in a low voice: "It should be related to the gods here."
The embodiment of love and desire.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and somehow, she suddenly thought of Yu Xing.
"There's something wrong with this school, you have to be careful," Bai Tong looked at Wen Qing's moist eyes and pursed his lips and said, "Don't walk around alone, come find me if you have any problems."
Wen Qing's eyes lit up when he heard Bai Tong say that he was willing to protect him in this copy.
He couldn't help but curl his lips and asked, "Then, can I come to you if I need to go to the bathroom?"
Except for going to the toilet, he probably wouldn't walk around alone.
Bai Tong paused and thought of something else.
Seeing that he was a little absent-minded, Wen Qing thought that Bai Tong was unwilling, and quickly said, "It's okay if you can't."
Bai Tong cleared his throat and replied, "Okay."
Wen Qing bowed his head and said, "Thank you."
He was about to walk towards the classroom when Bai Tong pulled him back: "Where's your mask?"
Wen Qing touched his face and told the truth: "I fell in the toilet."
He didn't really want to take it...
He tilted his head blankly and asked Bai Tong: "What's wrong? Do you want a mask?"
Looking at his gorgeous and delicate eyebrows and eyes, Bai Tong sighed in his heart, it is impossible to hide this face forever.
"Nothing, let's go."
When he reached the classroom door, Wen Qing glanced around and paused. Zhang Chengrun was not in the classroom.
He whispered to Bai Tong: "Have you seen Zhang Chengrun?"
He hadn't had time to tell him about the water.
Bai Tong recalled the scene not long ago when Zhang Chengrun rubbed his body against him. His brows were furrowed and his expression was cold. "He has found a solution. He should be fine now."
Wen Qing was a little confused. Why did the class bell rang before he could even ask the three words?
He hurried back to his seat.
I don't know when two big words were written on the blackboard - Self-study.
Wen Qing looked at the only pornographic book on the table and closed it silently.
Who would want to study this kind of thing on their own!
Not long after, two hurried footsteps suddenly sounded at the back door.
Wen Qing looked over quietly and saw Zhang Chengrun and another male player with a buzz cut.
Both of them were a little disheveled. Zhang Chengrun's steps were unsteady and his eyes were lustful. As they walked, the male player with a crew cut pinched Zhang Chengrun's butt.
It was obvious what they both did.
Wen Qing looked at Zhang Chengrun twice more, and only withdrew his gaze when he saw that he had a satisfied look on his face and did not look like he was being forced.
Time passed minute by minute, and at exactly four o'clock, Teacher Chen walked into the classroom again, holding a roster and a bunch of keys in his hand.
"The dormitories have been assigned."
Teacher Chen walked up to the podium and said to everyone, "The dormitory is a triple room, with three bedrooms and a living room."
“There are not many dormitories, so some new students will live with other students.”
"I'll tell you my dormitory number and come up to get the key."
"201: Zhang Chengrun, Chen Qian, Qian Gangfeng."
"305: Bai Tong, Li Jingjing, Chen Qiang."
…………
"406: Oz, Wen Qing."
2.
When Wen Qing heard Oz's name, his body stiffened.
Why are he and Ozzy roommates?!
The next second, Oz on the right stood up and walked towards the podium, his steps creating a breeze.
Wen Qing raised his eyes carefully, but Oz had a cold expression and didn't even look at him.
He calmed down a little and thought that what happened in the toilet just now might have been affected by the prayer.
There's no reason for someone as powerful as Oz to fall for a loser like him.
"Wen Qing." Teacher Chen called again.
Wen Qing came back to his senses, slowly stood up and went to get the key.
As soon as he stood up, all the players' eyes were focused on his face.
One reason was that Wen Qing had not taken off his mask before, and everyone was curious about what he looked like. The other reason was that his appearance was so attractive that people could not take their eyes off him. Unlike other players, he had a clean aura of a teenager, as if he had not experienced the ravages of the infinite world.
Wen Qing took two steps and soon realized that everyone was staring at him. His fair cheeks turned redder and his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.
He quickened his pace and trotted to the podium to get the key.
There were two people looking for keys beside the podium, and their bodies blocked some of Wen Qing's scorching sight.
Wen let out a breath and saw the key with the 406 label on it.
He picked up the key, hesitated for a moment, and called out softly, "Teacher Chen."
When Teacher Chen saw that it was Wen Qing who was calling him, his expression became even more amiable: "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing raised her eyes nervously and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, can I change my dormitory?"
Teacher Chen's expression did not change. He smiled and said, "God likes you new students very much."
Wen Qing blinked and thought, does that mean I can change it?
The next second, he heard Teacher Chen say, "The dormitory allocation is an oracle."
“You should feel honored.”
As soon as the words came out, the classmates shouted in unison: "Thank God!"
Wen Qing was startled and realized that he couldn't change his dormitory.
Seeing Teacher Chen staring at him, he stammered, "Thank God."
After saying that, Wen Qing quickly turned around and walked back to his seat.
Halfway through his walk, a foot suddenly stretched out from the aisle, blocking his way.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and saw a player with a buzz cut whom he didn't recognize.
The player with a crew cut looked him up and down, his eyes full of lust.
Wen Qing frowned, stepped over the foot and walked towards the seat.
The player stared at his back and said, "I wonder what it's like to fuck him."
"You'd better give up that idea," Zhang Chengrun sneered, glanced at Oz in the last row, and reminded him, "He is Oz's man."
"Just now in the bathroom, Oz left him there."
The player turned his head and looked back, and as expected, he met Oz's ghostly green eyes. He quickly turned around and sat down, cursing under his breath.
Wen Qing didn't hear the subtle movement behind him. He quickly returned to his seat. Just as he sat down, a lazy voice sounded beside him: "Don't you want to live with me?"
Wen Qing tilted his head and looked at his deskmate who was lying on the table.
The dormitory is for three people, and the other teacher’s name was not reported. Could he be his deskmate?
"Hmm?" My deskmate's voice was very pleasant, and a little floating, like a small hook hanging in the air. Even if it was just a single syllable, it was charming and alluring.
Wen Qing's ears felt slightly hot, and she quickly whispered, "No, that's not it."
"It's not me..." My deskmate snorted softly and continued, "So you don't want to live with someone else?"
"Um... the guy named Oz?"
He said Oz's name lightly, and Wen Qing's eyelids jumped. Afraid that Oz would hear him, he quickly turned sideways, with his back to Oz, and explained: "It has nothing to do with you. I just want to live with other classmates."
"Other classmates?" The desk mate moved his hands and slowly raised his head, revealing a face that was difficult to tell whether it was male or female.
Wen Qing looked at him in a daze. Isn't this new deskmate so good-looking?
Ji Junfeng lazily looked back, holding his chin with one hand: "Who is it?"
His shirt was worn askew, with the collar wide open, revealing half of his chest muscles. There were several wounds on his neck and collarbone. He had a lewd aura about him, and every move he made seemed to arouse your desire.
Wen Qing was dazed for a moment, and couldn't help but think that compared to this person, Yu Xing was quite restrained.
Ji Junfeng leaned forward, got close to Wen Qing, and asked, "Who do you want to live with?"
Wen Qing smelled the rich fragrance coming towards him. The temperature on his face suddenly rose. His eyes were wandering, not knowing where to look: "With, with friends..."
Ji Junfeng asked again: "Can't you tell me your name?"
He slowly opened his lips and called out Wen Qing's name: "Wen Qing."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her head, and suddenly, her gaze stopped.
From his perspective, he could clearly see the scene inside Ji Junfeng's collar. His chest and waist were covered with wounds of varying sizes, some bruised, some scabby...
Ji Junfeng chuckled softly, raised his hand to unbutton the few buttons on his chest, and directly exposed his entire chest to Wen Qing: "Want to see?"
"Or do you want to..." He curled his lips, raised the corners of his eyes, and asked lightly, "Do something else?"
Wen Qing's whole face turned red, and his ears were red enough to bleed.
Ji Junfeng just looked at him like that and didn't put on his clothes for a long time.
Wen Qing really couldn't stand it anymore, and raised his hand nervously, trying to help Ji Junfeng pull his clothes up.
Unexpectedly, Ji Junfeng turned his body, and his hand was placed directly on the other's chest, touching a soft spot.
Ji Junfeng panted softly.
His voice was so quiet that only the two of them could hear it.
Wen Qing immediately withdrew his hand, his mind went blank, and his whole body froze: "S-Sorry..."
Ji Junfeng smiled with his lips curved, and his slender fingers gently stroked the back of Wen Qing's hand: "Why do you want to apologize?"
"Do you want to..."
Before he could finish, Wen Qing quickly moved her chair to the right: "No, no, I don't want to think about anything."
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.
Suddenly, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
"get out of class dismissed."
Wen Qing stood up immediately and ran to the first row of the classroom without looking back to find Bai Tong.
Seeing his panicked look, Bai Tong frowned: "What happened?"
Wen Qing shook his head, blushing and whispering: "It's, it's that classmate in the class, that..."
Bai Tong took a look afterwards and found that the students in the original class had restrained themselves a lot compared to the last time they did it during the break. They didn't do it directly, but the touching and pinching actions were still there. Everyone was used to it, and some who passed by would even take a chance.
Bai Tong frowned and said to Wen Qing, "Your other roommate is not a player."
Wen nodded lightly and replied in a low voice: "I know, it's my deskmate."
Hearing this, Bai Tong looked at the seats in the corner of the classroom, but there was no one there.
He whispered to Wen Qing, "I'll go to your place tonight and return to the room before curfew."
Wen Qing did not refuse his kindness and thanked him softly: "Thank you."
The last class was also a self-study class. Ji Junfeng did not come back for the whole class. Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as the bell rang, he immediately went to find Bai Tong.
Walking out of the classroom, there was a faint aroma of food wafting in the air.
Wen Qingwen felt hungry, looked towards the cafeteria in front of him, and asked Bai Tong in a low voice: "We don't have a meal card, can we eat?"
Before Bai Tong could speak, a female voice sounded behind him: "The school does not charge for meals."
Wen Qing turned around and saw a familiar girl, the girl he met in the men's restroom this afternoon.
The girl also recognized him and smiled at him: "In this seminary, all students are equal."
"Equal food, equal housing."
Wen nodded and thanked her quietly.
The girl's eyes lingered on his face for a moment, and she smiled and said, "You're welcome. You can come to me if you have any problem."
"My name is Jiang Jing, and I'm from Class 2."
"Anything." Jiang Jing emphasized again and ran away with a smile.
Bai Tong looked at his back, frowned, and said to Wen Qing: "There is no gender concept in this school."
"Ah?" Wen Qing didn't react.
Bai Tong walked while explaining in a low voice: "There is a female player in my dormitory."
"The girl just now also said that everyone is equal."
Wen Qing slowly realized that this seminary only had one dormitory building, which should be divided into two buildings for men and women.
That toilet...
Wen Qing recalled for a while. He didn't look carefully at the sign of the men's restroom. When he passed by and saw that there was a standing toilet in the restroom, he naturally thought it was a men's restroom.
He had thought there would be a women's restroom at the end of the other end...
Wen Qing followed Bai Tong out of the teaching building in a daze. After walking for a while, he found that they were heading towards the dormitory, not the cafeteria.
"Aren't you going to the cafeteria?" Wen Qing asked.
Bai Tong nodded: "Let's observe for a day first. The food in the dungeon may not be safe."
Wen Qing responded softly.
The next second, there were two bars of chocolate and a pack of compressed biscuits in front of me.
"You must be hungry," Bai Tong stuffed the chocolate into his hand and said softly, "This is from the human world. Just bear with it tonight."
Wen Qing put away the chocolate and asked quietly, "Can we bring everything from the human world?"
Bai Tong shook his head: "No, I need my own space."
Wen Qing was stunned, then he opened his eyes wide: "Props?"
Bai Tong hummed: "It's not big, it can only hold a few things."
Wen nodded, took two steps, and said softly, "I won't tell anyone."
Bai Tong smiled and said, "It's okay to tell it, many people know about it."
Wen Qing hugged the food tightly and nodded blankly.
Bai Tong asked, "Didn't the system tell you what you can't bring into the dungeon?"
Wen Qing shook his head: "No."
The next second, 001 spoke: [You didn't ask. ]
Wen Qing paused and thought quickly: Yes, yes, it’s all my fault for not asking.
Please don't waste my money.
Bai Tong said to him: "Except for the clothes on your body, bound props, and buffs, you cannot bring in anything from the human world."
Wen nodded gently.
When they walked to the dormitory door, they saw two players in front of them whispering about identity cards. After glancing at Wen Qing and Bai Tong, they looked at each other and quickly walked away.
Wen Qing then remembered something he had forgotten. He looked up and asked Bai Tong, "Does every dungeon have an identity card?"
"Are the ID cards for each copy different?"
Bai Tong responded: "Different copies are different. The identity card is a single clue given to you. The system hopes that we will take the initiative to complete the task."
He continued to explain: "For example, my hobby on my ID card this time is reading, which means there is a clue in the library of this school."
Wen Qing suddenly realized that this was the case.
Bai Tong asked, "What about yours?"
Wen Qing paused, hesitatingly saying: "Bully, bully people..."
Bai Tong was stunned.
Wen Qing added in a low voice: "Brackets, passive."
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