Perhaps because of the good performance of the new phone, Wen Qing could almost hear the sound of Io's lips colliding slightly when he spoke, and the breath of his breath.

Io's voice led him out of the dead living room and into another world.

Wen Qing suddenly felt a sense of stability, Io's steady breathing seemed to have turned into a substantial object, and the threads filled his empty heart.

Io said again: "Do you want me to come pick you up?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come to pick me up?"

Io said lazily, "Because Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were clamoring for barbecue."

"You have nothing to do tonight."

Wen Qing captured the key information.

Nothing at night.

In other words, Sikong, Ji Yu and Yu Xing will not appear tonight.

"The most important thing is," Io paused, his tone rose slightly, still a little condescending, "I want to see you."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, he actually wanted to see Io.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly, the phone vibrated again.

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and looked, it was a WeChat message that kept popping up.

He opened it and saw that Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were adhering to him in the dormitory group.

Song Qiang: [@wenqing, it's past eight o'clock, is the make-up class over for the little brat? 】

Song Qiang: [I finished a whole bag of chicken drumsticks, the snacks are no longer enough for me, I have to eat meat today. 】

Song Qiang: [@wenqing, are you coming back tonight? If we come back, let's eat barbecue, if we don't come back, we will eat barbecue. 】

Xu Fengfeng: [@wenqing, are you coming back tonight? You have morning class tomorrow. 】

Song Qiang: [It's over, why don't you reply to the news? It won't happen yet, right? 】

Xu Fengfeng: [What happened? 】

Song Qiang: [Just, just what. 】

Xu Fengfeng: [Fuck, let's go to Nancheng Community first? 】

Seeing that they were starting to think wildly, Wen Qing had no choice but to reply to the message first.

Wen Qing: [I'm fine. 】

Wen Qing: [The counseling has ended. 】

Wen Qing: [Come back, I'll be back later. 】

Song Qiang: [Good! Me and xff go to the barbecue shop to grab a seat first! 】

Xu Fengfeng: [You can just come directly to the barbecue shop later. 】

Song Qiang: [Hey, no, there is one person missing. 】

Song Qiang: [@伊奥, brother, where are you? 】

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng didn't know about Iou's coming.

He was thinking about what to say when he saw Io replying to the message.

Io: [Wait later, you go first. 】

Song Qiang: [ok. 】

Io didn't explain what he was doing, and Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng didn't ask.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, turned off WeChat, and noticed the red microphone logo in the upper left corner of the phone.

He and Io haven't hung up yet.

There was a voice from the other end of the phone. The wind and the conversation of passersby were a little noisy, but Io's shallow breathing was exceptionally clear.

He paused with his fingertips and said to Io, "I'm down."

After speaking, Wen Qing hung up the phone, got up and hurried out.

When in the elevator, Wen Qing thought about where Io would wait for him, at the gate of the community, on the side of the road...

But never thought that Io would be waiting for him on the bench by the flower bed downstairs.

The location you can see as soon as you get out of the elevator.

Io sat on the bench, leaning against the back of the chair leisurely, his slender legs folded carelessly, his toes dangling from time to time, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Wen Qing's footsteps paused slightly, her heartbeat speeding up involuntarily.

He took two steps forward, and was about to call someone, but before he said the first word, he saw a girl in a floral dress with delicate and gorgeous makeup walking in front of Io.

She looked at Iou with a smile: "Handsome guy, can you add a WeChat?"

Io didn't lift his eyelids, and said coldly, "No WeChat."

The girl giggled: "Then what do you use? q|q? Or do we exchange phone numbers?"

"Want to dance at night?"

Saying that, she sat on the long bench and leaned sideways towards Io.

The idle look on Io's face suddenly disappeared, he stood up, pulled the distance between the two, and said impatiently, "Can't you see that I don't want to ignore you?"

"You have to be self-aware."

The girl was stunned for two seconds and blushed.

She stood up abruptly, turned her head on high heels and left.

Wen Qing looked at the girl's back, and then looked at Io.

Io half-closed his eyes, his expression indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

The next second, he suddenly tilted his head and looked at himself.

The indifferent brows and eyes gradually opened, and Io returned to his familiar appearance with warmth.

Io strode to Wen Qing and raised his hand to hug him.

The gentle face was pressed against Io's chest, and the breath was full of the breath of Io.

It seems to be wrapped, isolated from the surrounding world.

Hugs and voices are two worlds apart.

Wen Qing's cheeks gradually became hot, and she was very glad that she was being held at the moment, and Io couldn't see his blushing look.

Little did know that Io lowered his eyelashes and looked at his reddish auricles.

Io slowly lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against the soft black hair, and said slowly, "That person's perfume just stinks."

"You let me smell it."

Wen Qing's eyelashes kept trembling, and he could clearly feel Io's breath brushing through his hair and landing on the auricle, itching and burning.

Io continued: "She also approached me."

"She covets my beauty."

"You have to protect me."

Wen Qing: "..."

His beating heart gradually calmed down, and he could vaguely hear the light laughter around him.

Wen Qing tilted her head with difficulty, and looked up to see the passing grandparents looking at him and Iou happily.

As if admiring a bunch of loving young couples, the aunts and aunts still say "it's good to be young".

Wen Qing's cheeks turned even redder, and he hurriedly tugged on Io's sleeve and whispered, "Let go."

"Everyone is watching!"

Io slowly let go, without forcing Wen Qing.

He lowered his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked carefully, "So... when everyone can't see it, can you just hug it?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, did not answer the question, and strode towards the gate of the community with a blushing face.

Io quietly followed behind him, looking at his red earlobes with a slight smile in his eyes.

Eight o'clock is the time for a walk after dinner. There are people walking everywhere in the community. There are also many people around the security booth at the door, discussing the affairs of the day intensely.

"Xiao Zhang, you said a mad dog came in this morning?"

"Yeah, even ran into building a."

"I think I heard a dog barking this morning."

"How did the dog get in?"

…………

morning, mad dog...

Wen Qing paused in her footsteps, turned her head to look at the security booth, and happened to meet the little security guard's gaze.

After seeing him, the little security guard's eyes lit up, walked out of the security booth, walked in front of Wen Qing, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Wen, are you going out?"

Wen nodded lightly.

The smile on the little security guard's face grew wider, and he continued: "This afternoon and evening, our security team reinforced the fence of the community."

"Don't worry, no mad dogs will come in in the future."

Wen Qing blinked, realizing that this mad dog should be referring to Zhou Zhou.

He nodded and smiled at the little security guard: "It's hard work."

The little security guard stared at him with a smile, and said, "By the way, there is still monitoring."

"Someone will come to building a to install surveillance in a while. It is too easy to have an accident with only one surveillance. The snakes and mad dogs these days don't know what's going on, and they all go to building a."

"We will keep you safe!"

Wen Qing nodded again.

The little security guard looked at him with blushing cheeks, and said hesitantly, "That, Mr. Wen, my name is Zhang Tu, you can call me Xiao Zhang in the future."

Wen Qing: "Okay."

The voice fell, and a hand suddenly wrapped around his shoulder.

"Xiao Zhang." Io's voice sounded above his head.

"Thank you for your hard work," Io said, looking at the little security guard, his fingers casually brushing the hair in Wen Qing's ear, "I will send you a pennant another day."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Wen Qing and walked forward.

The little security guard stood there, staring blankly at the intimate backs of the two. For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

What Mr. Wen said was hard work, and it was so different from what Mr. Wen's friend said about hard work.

The little security guard scratched his head and turned back to the security booth.

Walking out of the community, Wen Qing stopped, raised his hand and brushed his hair, and asked Iou suspiciously, "Is there something in my hair?"

Io shook his head and said frankly, "No."

Wen Qing: "Then you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Io said again: "I want to touch you."

Wen Qing: "..."

Io chuckled and said casually, "By the way, kill some thoughts in their buds."

Wen Qing couldn't understand, and looked at him blankly: "What are you thinking?"

Io raised his eyebrows without explaining: "It's nothing."

"Xiao Wen?"

A familiar middle-aged woman's voice sounded behind Wen Qing.

He turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with burgundy hair.

It's Xuan Xuan's mother.

Wen Qing: "Hello, Auntie."

Xuan Xuan's mother looked at him with a smile, and asked with concern, "Are you going back to school at this time?"

Wen Qing nodded and explained, "There is an early class tomorrow, so I have to go back to the school to live."

Xuanxuan's mother smiled and said to him, "Thank you for taking care of us Xuanxuan for a day."

"That kid told me just now that he has almost done his homework, and his body feels a lot more comfortable."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and responded in a low voice.

Xuanxuan's mother stroked her hair and explained, "I thought I could come back sooner, but Tony said that my hair is not very good, so it's better not to bleach my hair, saying that it's fading for me, it's not enough to fade it once, it will take several times to fade it. Second-rate......"

After talking for a while, seeing that the person beside Wen Qing was motionless, Xuan Xuan's mother stopped and looked at Iou: "Xiao Wen, this is you..."

Io nodded and said to her, "I'm Wen Qing's boyfriend."

Xuan Xuan's mother was shocked.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she quickly said, "No, auntie, don't listen to him."

Io agreed in agreement, and changed his words: "Well, not yet."

"It's my future boyfriend."

Wen Qing: "..."

Xuan Xuan's mother couldn't help laughing twice. She stopped chatting with Wen Qing and said cheerfully, "Then I'll go first."

"You two go on a date." After saying that, he strode into the community.

Leaving Wen Qing and Iou at the gate of the community with big eyes to small eyes.

Wen Qing looked at Io in silence, Io winked at him, only his figure was reflected in the dark eyes.

There was a feeling in his eyes that it was only him.

Wen Qing couldn't help but avoid Io's eyes and raised her feet to walk towards the school.

"Let's go, Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng should wait."

After a while, we came to the intersection.

Wen Qing felt something was wrong and turned to look at Iou: "Didn't you say come pick me up?"

Io nodded.

Wen Qing wondered: "What did you use to pick me up?"

What about the car?

Io didn't change his face: "Use my body."

Wen Qing: "..."