Su Lian calmly pulled away, ignoring the scorching sensation on his legs, feeling that the skin was scalding hot.

He cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "You..."

"Don't ask." Chi Li turned to his side stiffly, pulled the quilt and covered himself tightly, "It's normal for a young age."

Su Lian's face was also a little red, and he turned his face away slightly: "I didn't say it was abnormal."

He just didn't expect that as soon as his biological clock woke up and his eyes opened, he would face such a shocking situation.

One leg bent and leaned against the back wall, neither standing up nor lying down.

Once again, hated that the bed was too narrow, all the reactions were invisible, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The silent silence between the two of them, with the quilt in the middle, became the last fig leaf on this tragic morning.

It's not a way to spend it, Su Lian stretched out his foot and kicked his calf, and said in a low voice, "Get up."

"I remembered, please don't touch me." Chi Xuan's ears were flushed, and the hand pressing the quilt did not dare to move.

The more you want to press down, the more turbulent it feels.

The initiator, ‌‌, was lying next to him, and the screen replayed when he breathed and breathed, which was terrible.

A minute later, Chi Wang clicked his tongue, gritted his teeth and complained, "Bad disaster for the country, Su Daji."

"Who?" Su Lian frowned, "I fell asleep, what nonsense did you say in the morning?"

Chi Wang raised his hand and wiped his face, and said in a heartache, "Is there a cell phone? Come on a meditation mantra."

Su Lian was speechless, reached out and touched the mobile phone under the pillow to turn on the player.

So, at six o'clock in the morning, the room 404 reverberated with guqin and chanting.

"All sentient beings are afflicted, and afflictions are all suffering. All afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

Five minutes later, Chi Huang bent his knees as usual, opened it slightly, and said, "It is indeed a Buddhist scripture, it just works."

Su Lian: "..."

There must be something wrong with this man's mind.

After solving the embarrassing health problem, Chi Wang relaxed, turned over and touched Su Lian's forehead: "The fever seems to be gone, you can touch it yourself."

Raising his hand and pressing it on his forehead, Su Lian sighed: "Go back, thirty-seven degrees five."

With such an electronic thermometer, Chi Wan was relieved and relieved to see his condition improved.

I saw that Su Lian had a fever in the rain before, thought it would be a few days, but it got better quickly.

"Get up quickly, remember to turn off the speaker." Su Lian lifted the quilt and got up, crossed Chili, climbed down the stairs, and went back to change clothes and wash.

As soon as the person next to him left, the bed became empty, Chi Wang lay on the bed without moving, lost in thought.

Having said that, dreamed of Su Lian, is this normal? Does this fit?

Although he is not interested in love at the current stage, he has always felt that he is straight. When he was young, he hung out with Gu Anjiu and Lin Yan. The little fat man was not good-looking, but Lin Yan was considered a model dog, and he was also a man who loved him and looked handsome.

Absent classes together and surfing the Internet together, swimming and basketball bands doing everything, staring at each other day and night, this has never happened.

It is difficult, it is really a dream day and night.

Unable to think of an answer, Chi Wang sighed slightly and was forced to stand up to take a cold shower. It works, and the six roots are instantly quiet.

The next door got up one after another, and several people walked to the classroom side by side. Gu Anjiu looked up and down suspiciously: "Did you sleep well last night? Why do you look like you've been drained."

Chi Wang hooked his shoulders, and said leisurely: "A fox spirit came to claim his life and almost killed me."

Su Lian answered: "I share a bed with you, why don't you know."

Because you are the vixen himself, Chi Li gave him a deep look.

Chi Wang asked for advice humbly: "Ask a question, is it normal to have that kind of dream?"

Lin Yan looked puzzled: "Which one?"

Gu Anjiu made a final decision: "Chun Meng."

Chi Lang let out a dull hum, and looked forward.

The phrase "you bite me" was like playing a single loop, and my mind went back and forth.

The instigator was walking side by side with him, Su Lian's fingers, voice, collarbone, Adam's apple, every detail seemed to be magnified countless times, making him unable to look directly.

"It's normal, I've dreamed of my goddess." Gu Anjiu patted his shoulder with a look of relief, "The arrogant master has grown up."

"Go away." Chi Yan tore off the torn school uniform and kicked him with a smile.

Lin Yan sighed meaningfully: "It's not even spring yet, why did you start to feel spring?"

Chi Wan laughed and scolded: "Fuck your uncle."

"But didn't you slept with Brother Lian yesterday? Could it be..." Gu Anjiu's eyes swept between the two of them, "It's dry in the dry weather, and the guns went off the rails. You two should pay attention to the impact."

He usually joked more and more, but when he said this, Chi Huang felt as if his ear had been lightly pricked by a needle, and his heart was empty.

Su Lian sneered: "It's nothing to do with me, he got mad at the movie at night."

I don't know which fox spirit entered the dream, and it was so dry in the morning.

Gu Anjiu frowned, "Why don't you share this kind of good stuff with me? Are you a brother? Let me criticize and criticize the vixen who made the arrogant master grow overnight."

Chi Wang stepped into the classroom quickly, and said lazily, "It's all deleted, it's boring."

Gu Anjiu complained, "I've read it all, and I'm really hard-hearted afterward."

Chi Xun's gaze met Liu Youyou of the fourth group, the man propped his chin and looked towards his mouth with a pair of affectionate eyes.

A face full of peach blossoms, don't know the inside story, really thought liked whoever loved me to the death.

Feeling the sight, Su Lian walked to the last row with an expressionless face, threw his bag, and became very angry.

"Who messed with you again?" Chi Huang glanced at his little roommate, thinking that he should also listen to the meditation mantra and guard against arrogance and impatience.

Su Lian spread out his notebook on the table and continued to organize the information without speaking.

Chi Juan touched him with his elbow: "By the way, my sister wants your autograph, can you tear off a piece of paper and write one for her?"

Su Lianlong Feifengwu signed his name, and slapped the paper to the side: "You're welcome."

Although the person is irritable, the words are very beautiful, and the meditation mantra tonight has to be arranged, Chi Wan thought about it.

As the early self-study was about to end, Li Guoqing came in and announced, "A good news, a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

No one continued, he clicked his tongue, and said to himself: "The good news is that the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day will be held for eight consecutive days. Of course, the price of these eight days is that there will be no holiday this weekend, and classes have to be made up. Let me tell everyone in advance that the next monthly exam will be scheduled after the National Day holiday. There is a short half month, so don't worry about the waves and study hard."

The classroom was full of mourning.

"No, no, isn't it long? It's been a while since I took the exam? I'll take the exam again."

"I beg you to be an individual. You have to make up classes on weekends before and after the eight-day vacation. What's the difference between not taking them?"

"It's over, two consecutive hits at the start of school, my mother's stick is about to move."

"I don't want to talk, I will really vomit after ten or so zakat."

As a scumbag of ten thousand years, Chi Huang's expression remained unmoved, anyway, he neither made up lessons nor reviewed.

Holding a signature pen, he is calm and focused, showing the unrestrained and unrestrained improvisation of a contemporary Chinese painting master.

‌On the signature paper, a cartoon Shiba Inu was slowly outlined.

Gu Anjiu turned around and said, "Master, what are your plans for the holidays? Why don't you go to play for two days?"

Chi Wang didn't lift his head, and carefully traced the Shiba Inu's eyes: "No, it's boring."

"You have to review your homework." Su Lian continued lightly, "Xiao Jiu asked you for two days, and I asked you for the remaining six days."

Chi Li's back froze, pretending not to hear, and continued to sketch: "Brother's painting skills are really good, the magic brush Ma Liang is vivid, I have to find a way to make an emoji, maybe I can make a fortune."

Su Lian stammered a bit: "Did you hear me talking to you?"

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A strong sixth sense told himself that the war was about to start. Gu Anjiu quickly turned his head and leaned back in his chair to avoid the Third World War.

Sure enough, before half a second, the bickering between the two bosses quickly began.

Chi Li lowered his eyelashes, his posture was sloppy, and his face was unwilling.

"I hear you, please do it, and give me a break during the holidays."

"No, it's just your grades that have to get a lot of work, and you won't be able to get up for half a year."

"Who told you that I want to take the exam, my ambition is the sea of ​​stars, and the daily salary is more than 100 million."

"Every day is changing, you recite the school motto very smoothly, and you are not punished for copying?"

"No, the salary of the salary, billions of billions."

"..."

In the next second, Su Lian raised his hand and squeezed his painting wrist, and with a click, it became more and more broken.

Chi Li frowned in pain, thinking to himself, sure enough, it was the Su Daji in the dream that he loved more.

Su Lian moved very quickly. After a day, the difficulties of each subject in the previous month were all seven, seven, eight, eight.

He stared at his notes and made trouble. If there is something, where should it be sold.

After a self-study in the evening, Chi Wang didn't say hello, and left in a hurry with a few brothers, not knowing where to go.

The dormitory was empty, and he and Song Jiaci were the only ones left, burying their heads in reviewing, probably asking for nothing.

Touching the phone, Su Lian typed slowly, and sent a WeChat message to socialist Gu Anjiu: Xiaojiu, want to ask you something

[Nine Nine Nine Little Clever]: Wow, Brother Lian, what's wrong?

[Jiu Jiu Jiu]: If you ask Wang Ye where he is, he will go to the Internet Cafe! Will you come?

As expected of a brother, he is quite ruthless, and his backhand exposed his position.

[su]: ...let him come back quickly, I want to ask, do you know where to sell study materials?

[Nine Nine Nine Little Clever]: Do you want to sell? I have a good group, and I don't know which one is useful. Why don't you go to the group and ask them one by one?

[su]: OK, send the QR code

Swish swish, a dozen or so sheets were sent in one breath from the opposite side, lined up in a row, which was very spectacular.

[Nine Nine Nine Little Clever]: I found a few at random, you can see if you can do it first, remember to use the trumpet to protect your personal safety!

[su]: Well, I know, thanks

[Nine Nine Nine Little Clever]: The wicked master said that he would return within ten minutes! You have mercy! Keep people under the knife!

A bunch of exclamation marks made his head hurt, Su Lian moved his fingers slightly, to get the information first, and then clean up Chi Li.

Save the QR code, quickly apply for a small account, and scan the code one by one to enter.

When was swiping to the second one, the phone began to vibrate wildly and kept ringing.

Su Lian frowned and retreated to the dialog box. He found that the group message he just joined was swiping frantically, and it continued to be pinned to the top. The number of chats was 999+ in an instant.

‌It's very popular, click into the group chat, and stop looking at the group name: Taro Mud Bobo Support Club 1 group

The number 2 of the chat log saw last night flashed through mind for no reason. It was hard to believe that this was the fish farm of Chiliang.

Full of 500 friends, this net is big enough, really enough.

Since it is the fish of Chiliang, if you don't kill it, you won't kill it, you will be killed until you die.

Su Lian typed on the keyboard: ‌Two key learning materials are sold, and the hit rate of similar questions is 70%, so can try it out. The subjects include mathematics, and those who are willing will send a private message....

‌Not finished, I received a message in the group: [Congratulations on becoming the 500th member of the taro mud Bobo, as the last member of the first group to join, my support club will send a special gift package, please check it! ]

Su Lian: "?"

Number 500, who? Are you talking about him?

Moving his fingers up, he downloaded the compressed file and opened it with trembling. Ten pictures of him and Chi Li's Qingling exercises bounced around, 360 degrees with no dead ends, terribly stupid.

Su Lian: "..."

There seems to be an ominous premonition, and then scroll down, ‌there is a long flipped picture with unclear text.

[s]: Excuse me, what do you think of this picture?

[Taro mash Bobo No. 1]: Stupid, download the photo album, flip left and right

In the Internet cafe, Chi Wang was languidly stalling on the sofa, staring down at Xiaoqun's news.Liu Youyou's private letter asked him to be active as a fan, and the vest has been approved, so he can only be forced to pretend to be enthusiastic.

Sure enough, there are people in this world who are as stupid as him and can't read pictures.

Su Lian stared at the No. 1, his eyes were fiery, it turned out that this was the main palace of the Chili Support Association, oh, very good, all at once.

He typed "thank you" expressionlessly, flipped it over as instructed, and expanded the screen with his fingers, slowly zooming in.

As the words jumped into his eyes one word at a time, the expression that had always remained motionless, cracked slightly.

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