Chapter 26

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date="2020-11-22"

title="Chapter 26"

weight="106359"

series = ["Hypocritical Adonis"]

mode = "manual"

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Qi Zhong's tone was plain and plain, and his expression was also plain.

Qi Cheng couldn't use appropriate words to describe how Qi Zhong felt, and couldn't guess what Qi Zhong was thinking in his heart.

"Dreaming that you watched me all night," Qi Zhong stood in front of Qi Cheng with his hands in his pockets, grinning, "I dreamed of you all night."

The broken skin on his face was glowing blue, and Qi Cheng asked at the wind, "Does it still hurt?"

Qi Zhong's mouth was pulled up, his hands in his trouser pockets clenched into fists.

After a while, he said, "It's okay."

I remember the scene last night clearly, how shy and naive he was at the beginning, and how embarrassing he was later.

Embarrassed like a funny clown

The wind blows even wilder, and the sound of the wind is louder than the human voice. If the sound is not loud, it will be blown away in the next second.

There is a small square in front of the teaching building. In the small square, there are rows of old basketball hoops with paint removed and trees planted outside the classroom.

Teacher Yang walked out of the office, talking on the phone as he walked. Qi Zhong saw it, "I went to the toilet."

Qi Cheng replied, and when Qi Zhong turned to leave, "Wait."

Qi Zhong stopped again, Qi Cheng looked at his back and suddenly said, "Qi Zhong."

"The person in the hallway last time, wouldn't it be you?"

"What corridor," Qi Zhong turned his head to look at Qi Cheng, "what are you talking about."

Qi Cheng shook his head, stopped talking, and smiled with his head down.

Qi Zhong frowned and went to the toilet.

He walked steadily without any panic.

It seems that he really doesn't know anything.

Xia Li and Zhu Fan successfully entered the classroom before the raindrops fell.

As soon as the two of them entered the classroom, the dark clouds covering the whole world finally fell on raindrops, and the whole morning passed, water that could cover the feet was accumulated outside.

When school is over at noon, the students can only walk to the dormitory with an umbrella. Han An called them halfway, "I bought you instant noodles and ham and went back to the dormitory to eat."

The three Qi Cheng turned back to the dormitory again. The three umbrellas still couldn't cover the wind and rain. The school uniform on the lower part of the body was wet, and the trouser legs stuck to the skin.

After returning to the dormitory, Han An told them: "The first floor of the restaurant is low, and the front is full of water. It can flood your feet in the past. Many people are trapped in front of the restaurant, and the supermarket can't be crowded."

"Fortunately, we end get out of class early today, otherwise we won't be able to eat after lunch starts."

Boys at this age are big stomach kings. Han An bought four instant noodles, four zongzi and four burritos, tea eggs and grilled sausages. For his blessing, the dormitory is full of instant noodles, and eating is more comfortable than the restaurant.

Halfway through their meal, someone came and knocked on the door, "Is Qi Cheng this dormitory?"

Qi Cheng put down his chopsticks and opened the door. The person who knocked on the door was a stranger. As soon as the guy saw him, he stuffed everything in his hand to him, "Hello, this is the rice our brother Yuan bought for you. It's still hot." Well, go eat."

This person ran away after speaking, not giving Qi Cheng time to refuse.

Qi Cheng came in with his things, Han An took it and unwrapped them. There were three stir-fried dishes, each of which was full of weight, all hard dishes.

Xia Li saw the sign on the package, "Isn't this the Northeast restaurant we went to last time?"

"It's still hot," Han An glanced at Qi Cheng, "all have been delivered, let's eat. Zhu Fan, stop eating instant noodles, what else can you eat if you have meat."

Qi Cheng broke off his chopsticks and suddenly smiled, "It's going to happen."

They ate and drank enough, and the nap began. After the nap was over, a group of students were trapped in the dormitory.

The rain was too heavy, the umbrella couldn't hold it, the water on the ground was splashed, and the sound of rain hitting the window crackled. The teacher in charge of the dormitory made several phone calls, and finally notified on the radio that this afternoon's class was cancelled, and would use the evening self-study for the next four days to make up.

Qi Cheng could hear the cheers of another dormitory building in the room.

Stormy, this kind of weather is suitable for sleeping. But it was too uncomfortable to be wet by the rain before. Qi Cheng lay on the bed for a while and couldn't hold back the basin and went to the water room to collect water and wash his hair.

Like Anyuan High School, the bathhouse in No. 2 Middle School is independent of the dormitory. You can't get out of this kind of rain, so you can only wash your hair yourself, and then return to the dormitory to wipe it with a basin of water.

While Qi Cheng was washing his hair, Chi Yan happened to come over to collect water. He saw Qi Chengcheng uncontrollably hook the corner of his mouth, and stood by and called out: "Qi Cheng."

Qi Cheng gave a hum and heard his voice, "Chi Yan."

When he reads other people's names, he always feels that there is a touch of lingering affection. No matter how ordinary names are pronounced by him, they seem to have the same beauty as the Book of Songs.

Chi Yan gave a low mumble, and it was time to leave after the greeting, but the pace and mood were in line, and none of them wanted to move.

Boys wash their hair very fast, so they put on shampoo when they pick up the water to get wet. The drops of water slide down Qi Cheng's face, and the neck is also wet.

"There is still a little behind," Chi Yan bent over, "Qi Cheng, behind his hair."

"Is it here?" Qi Cheng watered the water and touched it a few times, just missing the little bubble.

"No," Chi Yan dipped in the water, got his hands on himself, and gently washed him away, "Well, it's clean now."

Qi Cheng turned his face to look at him, revealing watery sexy, he curled his lips, "Thanks."

Chi Yan, "No need."

Chi Yan took the water out of the water room, turned around, but saw Chang Yao standing at the entrance of the study, not knowing how long he had been standing.

Chi Yan frowned and was about to pass by Chang Yao when he saw a camera in his hand.

The compact camera is not big enough for a hand, and Chang Yao gripped it tightly, only showing a corner of the lens.

Chi Yan said coldly: "What are you doing."

Chang Yao glanced at him, then turned his gaze away, and set his gaze on Qi Cheng again.

His black hair was wet by the rain, strands fell on his forehead, his eyebrows were half covered, and the smell of rain and mud mixed from his body.

The sound of water in the water room and the majestic rain outside the window blocked their conversation.

Chang Yao whispered: "You just touched him."

Raindrops slid down his forehead, and the uniforms on both sides of his shoulders were wet and gray.

"Yes, I touched him," Chi Yan said coldly, "You hold the camera, what do you want to do."

Chang Yao glanced at him again, his pale lips suddenly curled up, "I'm taking pictures of him secretly."

"Chi Yan, Xueba, I have Qi Cheng in my camera, do you want to see it?"

"Qi Cheng is asleep, awake, walking, and running," Chang Yao was wet like a water ghost, "when he brushes his teeth, when he washes his face, and when he goes to the bathroom."

Chang Yao, "I sometimes stand with him, and when the camera is down like this, I can shoot clearly."

"What color did you wear today, and what it looks like inside," he smiled slightly, his voice softly like a butterfly, "only I know everything."

Chi Yan's fingers holding the water tightly clenched, and the eyes under the lenses burst into an angry flame, "You can sneak a picture of him."

"Yeah," Chang Yao replied casually. He picked up his hand and placed it in front of Chi Yan, with the camera in his hand showing, "I was taking a sneak shot just now, but you are out of the country. Chi Yan, why are you leaving the country?"

He smiled, and the rain followed his smile to the corner of his mouth, "Did you know you are an eye-catcher?"

There was a plop, the sound of something falling into the water.

Qi Cheng wiped his hair for a while and looked at the source of the sound.

Chang Yao and Chi Yan stalemate face to face at the door of the water room, but Chang Yao's face was pale, and his hands in the air trembled slightly.

Qi Cheng put the towel on his shoulders and walked over, only to see that the water basin in Chi Yan's hand was soaked with a small camera.

He frowned and immediately reached out his hand to take the camera out of the water, wrapped the camera in a towel to absorb water, "Whose?

"My," Chang Yao's pale lips were bitten out of blood by himself, "I accidentally...Qi Cheng, what should I do, can I still use it?"

Qi Cheng, "It depends on luck, you come with me first."

He walked quickly ahead, beckoning Chang Yao to follow. If the camera falls into the water, you have to take out the battery. If the battery is okay, let it dry for a few days. If the battery is okay, then it can’t be used.

Qi Cheng could hear Chang Yao apologizing to Chi Yan behind him: "I'm sorry Chi Yan, I didn't hold it firmly, so you can't see the photos I took."

Chi Yan glanced at him deeply.

Chang Yao followed Qi Cheng to his dormitory. Qi Cheng found a paper towel to suck the water from the camera. He immediately took out the battery and SD card. He immersed himself in fiddling. Chang Yao's fingers twitched a few times before suddenly raising his hand to handle Qi. Cheng took off the towel on his shoulders and wiped his hair.

The scent of shampoo drilled into the nose.

"There will be drops of water..." Chang Yao explained in a low voice, "Don't catch a cold."

Qi Cheng smiled at him, then turned his head and shouted, "Xia Li?"

Xia Li poked his head from the phone, "What's the matter?"

"The snacks I bought you last time contained desiccant," Qi Cheng said, "bring a few packs."

Xia Li handed him a few packs of desiccant and then a plastic bag. Qi Cheng put the camera and the battery memory card in, and finally put them on the table, and said to Chang Yao: "Wait and try it out after it’s dry. Try, there should be no problem."

He was naughty again, "If there is a problem, then assume I haven't said the last sentence."

Chang Yao concentrated on wiping the water droplets on each strand of his hair, and then replied after several seconds: "Okay, I see."

His technique was gentle and patient, and he dried Qicheng's hair while massaging his scalp. Qi Cheng blinked, feeling sleepy, and said with a smile: "Don't wipe it for me."

"It's almost done," Chang Yao glanced at the camera and said, "Thank you."

Qi Cheng said no, he turned around so that he had time to see the shape of Chang Yao, "You just went out?"

He got up, took another towel, put it on Chang Yao's head, wiped it twice at random, and then smiled: "It's time for me to say this to you. Pay attention, don't catch a cold."

The towel covered Chang Yao's expression, only his fair-skinned chin was exposed.

This towel also has a fresh fragrance. Chang Yao took the towel from his head with blushing cheeks, and his hands shook slightly.

Qi Cheng asked worriedly: "Is it cold?"

Chang Yao returned to his senses, "Qi Cheng, I will return it to you after I wash it."

"No," Qi Cheng smiled and took the towel from his hand. "I can wash it myself."

He glanced at Chang Yao again, "You are like a little hedgehog now."

Chang Yao's black hair was rubbed up by him, his head was pierced, his clean and delicate eyebrows were all exposed, and he felt that the eyebrows were green.

"What?" Chang Yao looked confused, "I, what am I like..."

Xia Li laughed and joked, "Chang Yao, why are you so cute."

Chang Yao pursed his lips, and after a while, he smiled embarrassedly.

Little hedgehog.

This title is more cute.