Wen Qing's second day's class was in the afternoon, and she slept late in the morning.

After a night of rest, his body wasn't as uncomfortable as yesterday, just a little sore, like exercising too much.

Wen slowed down for a while, then slowly sat up from the bed and saw the clothes and pants on the bed.

There was a faint smell of food in the air, and the man who put his clothes was cooking.

Wen Qing blinked his eyes, his heart seemed to be filled with something.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Qing raised his eyes, Io was standing at the door at some point, and his eyes fell on his bare shoulders: "Get up."

"The meal is ready."

Wen Qing responded, lifted the quilt, and slowly dressed.

He was naked/sleeping last night, and at this moment, can feel Io's eyes slowly sliding down, naked, without any concealment.

Wen Qing made a slight pause, speeding up the movement of putting on clothes.

No matter how fast his movements are, in the eyes of another person, it seems to have slowed down several times.

Io's gaze swept across his body inch by inch, and after seeing the bite marks between his legs, he raised his eyebrows: "Waiting for me to dress you so slowly?"

Wen Qing: "...I'm already very fast."

Io walked to the bed, leaned over to help him pick up his pants, buckled his legs, and slipped them into his pants: "I don't see it."

"I only see that you are a little mean."

Wen Qing: "???"

It's obviously you who has bad intentions, isn't it? !

He struggled for a while, wanting to wear pants by himself, but after finding that Io was wearing faster than himself, he still compromised.

Although some tofu was eaten, his intuition told him that the consequences of wearing slowly would be more serious.

Dressed neatly, Wen Qing got out of bed and couldn't help but glance at Iou.

Aware of his gaze, Io tilted his head and said casually, "The dishes are going to be cold."

"If you want, do it after dinner."

Wen Qing didn't know why the topic turned to that again, and said slowly, "...I don't want it."

Io sighed and said regretfully, "I still want it."

"Would you like to satisfy me?"

"..."

Wen Qing looked at him silently.

I want to say no, but feel that Io has been holding back for so many years, and it seems normal that his desires are surging and uncontrollable.

After thinking about it, he said to Io: "You can be self-reliant."

Wen Qing glanced at his articulated hands and added, "Remember to wash your hands."

Io: "..."

Wen Qing walked in the direction of the living room and stopped suddenly after passing the full-length mirror in the master bedroom.

The collar of the clothes is not high, and the marks on his neck and collarbone can be clearly seen.

There are hickeys on the white and tender skin, red and purple, as if marked, which is particularly eye-catching.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she turned to look at Io.

Io leaned against the wall without changing his face: "Huh?"

Wen lightly pointed to his neck and couldn't help but say to him, "Are you a dog?"

Why bite like this?

Io raised his eyelids, his eyes twitched around his neck, and he said slowly, "It wasn't bitten out."

"It was sucked out."

After speaking, he raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, pointed to the teeth marks on his arm, and said to Wen Qing, "This is what was bitten out."

"Do you remember?"

Wen Qing paused, his eyes erratic.

That's what he bited last night.

The scene at that time suddenly appeared in front of him, two touches of heat rose on his cheeks, and he walked straight to the wardrobe.

Io looked at his reddish ears, laughed, and asked, "Would you like another bite?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's pretty cool."

Wen Qing: "..."

No one wears high-necked clothes this season, and Wen Qing reluctantly picked out a hooded sweater from the closet to block the bite marks on her collarbone.

Since last night, the two have not eaten anything but water.

This lunch was quickly resolved.

It was only ten o'clock when we got back to the dormitory.

At this time, the students who had classes in the morning had not finished class, and most of the students who did not have classes in the morning were still in bed.

The dormitory is very quiet.

Wen Qing thought that Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were still sleeping, and 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 to his desk.

After he sat down, Iola pulled over the chair and sat down next to his chair.

Xu Fengfeng looked at the backs of the two of them, and always felt an indescribable feeling.

Although they didn't have any physical contact, the atmosphere between the two changed a bit, which was different from usual.

After staring for a while, he shouted to the bathroom, "Song Qiang, Wen Qing and Io are back."

The bathroom door was opened.

Song Qiang came out with wet hair on his head, and after looking at Wen Qing, he sighed faintly: "Why did you guys come back so early?"

"I thought it would be afternoon. If I knew I would come back now, I would have you bring lunch."

Wen Qing: "I thought you were still sleeping, so I didn't ask."

Song Qiang: "I was sleeping. I don't know which dormitory was called for skipping class. There was a loud noise and I was-"

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 "pop", Io slapped the back of his hand fiercely.

Song Qiang didn't care, retracted his hand, and asked Wen Qing, "Wen Qing, what's wrong with your neck?"

"Did you get bitten by a bug?"

"The bugs in this season are very poisonous, so you need to apply medicine."

Wen Qing was silent for a while, glanced at Iou, and hummed.

Song Qiang's face changed slightly: "Do you have bugs in such a high-level community?"

Wen Qing nodded: "It's still a big bug."

Io: "..."

He turned on his side and inadvertently rolled up his sleeves, revealing the teeth marks on his arms, deliberately exposing them under Song Qiang's eyes.

Song Qiang stared at his hand and said in shock, "Damn it."

"What's the matter with you?"

"Have you been bitten by a dog?"

"The two of you spent the night outside, and you were both injured..."

Wen Qing: "..."

Song Qiang muttered for a while, and was about to look for medicine. After seeing the neat teeth marks on Io's arm, he stopped.

"No, it wasn't bitten by a dog, was it?"

Whose dog has such neat teeth.

Song Qiang asked suspiciously, "You two had a fight with someone else last night?"

Io: "..."

He raised his lower jaw slightly, raised the corner of his lips, and said word by word, "This is what my partner bit."

"Understand?"

Song Qiang: "???"

Xu Fengfeng, who was on the side, was stunned. He looked at Io, and then at Wen Qing, and now he understood what the strange atmosphere just now was.

It's fucking ambiguous!

After a long pause, he stepped forward and pulled Song Qiang, who was in a daze.

Song Qiang's mind is full of Teacher Io x.

He came back to his senses, stared at Io's arm, and said dryly, "Well, then she has good teeth."

Wen Qing: "..."

Io: "..."

Xu Fengfeng: "..."

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and said to Song Qiang, "Actually, I am with Io."

Song Qiang heard this sentence clearly, and understood another meaning of the word "together".

He looked at Wen Qing's beautiful and well-behaved face, and then looked at Iou's appearance of beating Sao Bao.

Wen Qing turned to face him and said seriously, "really."

With this movement, the hickey on the neck became more and more obvious.

As if it was deliberately made out, in order to prove the relationship.

The shock in Song Qiang's heart gradually turned into stunnedness, and then turned into annoyance.

Io, what did this force Wen Qing into?

Even fake hickey teeth marks.

Blame him for being too smart!

Song Qiang wiped the water droplets from his face.

He looked at Io, put his hands on the back of the chair, and tried his best to show a sincere expression: "Brother, I believe, I really believe."

"I definitely didn't think about you and the teacher."

Wen Qing: "..."

Io: "..."

Xu Fengfeng: "..."

Xu Fengfeng couldn't take it anymore, he picked up the meal card, grabbed Song Qiang and walked out: "Let's go to lunch."

In a hurry, the two did not close the door.

The slight chatter in the corridor was exceptionally clear.

"Isn't it? You really didn't see it? I think they are real, not fake."

"Where's the truth? Wipe your eye poo, brother."

"..."

Perhaps it was because the bedroom door was not closed, and Song Qiang's loud voice came from the corridor in the next second: "I see it! They all said it themselves, and there is evidence, how could I not believe it!"

The articulation is clear and round.

Apparently it was said on purpose.

Wen Qing: "..."

Why is Song Qiang's brain circuit always so strange?

Thinking, he turned to look at Io.

Eosi thought for a moment, then said slowly, "This kid, even if we kissed him in front of him, we probably wouldn't believe it."

Wen nodded lightly.

He thinks too.

Io propped himself on his chair with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why don't we try?"

Wen Qing didn't react: "try what?"

Io pulled the corners of his lips and said lazily, "Kiss."

Wen Qing: "..."

"Your purpose is not to convince Song Qiang, right?"

When his mind was exposed by him, Io's expression remained unchanged, and he said frankly: "Of course it's for kissing."

Wen Qing: "..."

He moved his chair a little further away from Io.

Wen Qing took out the textbook and started to prepare for the professional class to be taken in the afternoon.

Before long, the phone on the table vibrated.

Wen Qing went to get it subconsciously, and only after seeing the note on the caller ID did she realize that the phone was not his, but Io's.

He bought the same mobile phone as Io at the time.

Seeing him stunned, Io tapped the table with his fingertips: "Take it."

Wen Qing blinked and said to him, "this is your phone."

"I know," Io raised his jaw slightly, "so I'll let you pick it up."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at the phone call from Professor Chen, thinking, don't you want to answer the teacher's call?

He picked up the phone: "Hello."

Wen Qing and Io's voices were very different, and Professor Chen on the other end of the phone immediately heard it and asked, "Is Io not here?"

"Iou he..." Wen Qing looked at Iou, thinking about what excuse to make up.

Io suddenly took the phone and replied, "I'm here."

Professor Chen didn't ask anything, he continued: "My partner is next to me, please pay attention."

Wen Qing: "..."

Professor Chen probably felt speechless, and after being quiet for a while, he said again: "The little game I told you before has been done, you can come to the office later to get a USB flash drive and test it."

Io leaned back and shook the chair lazily: "No."

"Coax the object."

"And now that I have a family, I have to try to avoid being alone with you."

Wen Qing: "..."

"It's fine if you disturbed us last night, and I called again this morning," Io said after a pause, "I just stole the phone from my partner."

Wen Qing: "..."

No wonder let him 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 continued, tilting his head, "the teacher should pay more attention."

"Don't talk about my partner, my roommates have already misunderstood."

"You can ask my roommate, software engineering major, sophomore (1) class, Song Qiang."

Wen Qing: "..."

Probably because Io reported Song Qiang's professional name, Professor Chen didn't believe it at first, but now he's a little skeptical.

"How could they have misunderstood?"

"Why not?" Io raised his eyebrows and said casually, "I am too charismatic."

"All men, women, young and old take it all."

Wen Qing: "..."

Professor Chen: "..."