Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and the part of her cheek that Io touched became more intense.

He quickly stuffed the pen into the pencil case, and pretended to be calm and said, "The classroom is too boring."

Io raised his eyebrows, glanced at the windows on both sides, and tapped the table with his fingers: "Classmate, the window is open."

Wen Qing moved for a while, and said dryly, "It's boring even when it's on."

"That's it," Io lowered his eyelashes, raised his hand again, scratched his chin with his fingertips, and said with a tail, "It seems that my presence has made you unable to breathe."

Wen Qing: "..."

Io looked at the redness of his cheeks and said slowly, "Do I have to do artificial respiration?"

"The one with the tongue."

Wen Qing: "..."

"No need," he paused, looked at the invigilator card on Io's chest, and reminded, "Invigilator teacher."

Io didn't change his face: "Then I should take good care of my students."

He emphasized the word "mine".

The conversation between the two was not loud, but all the students who had finished the test left the classroom one after another, leaving Wen Qing alone, and Io kept standing in front of Wen Qing again.

Another invigilator finished counting the exam papers, couldn't help but looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Io said calmly: "This classmate is a little uncomfortable."

Hearing this, the invigilator looked at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing's skin was white and tender, and the blush on her cheeks was very obvious. At first glance, it looked like she had a fever.

There were many students who fell ill during the changing season. The invigilator didn't think much about it and said to Io, "Send this classmate to the infirmary, and I will send the answer sheet and paper to the office."

After speaking, he walked over to Io and put the answer sheet into the file bag.

Seeing Wen Qing's erratic eyes, the invigilator thought he was really uncomfortable, so he comforted him: "It's okay, you can make up the exam if you miss the exam."

"Body matters."

After speaking, he hurriedly left the classroom.

Wen Qing held her schoolbag and looked up at Yiou: "What should I do now?"

Io raised his eyebrows: "What else can I do, go."

Walk?

Wen Qing was a little wary: "Where to go?"

Io raised his hand and rubbed his hair, with a smile in his tone: "There are twenty minutes before your next exam, go to the exam room."

Wen Qing pursed her lower lip, got up and walked out.

Io followed behind him and smiled: "If you are willing to miss the exam to do other things, I am happy to accompany you."

Wen Qing: "..."

The next exam was in the teaching building next door, not far away. Wen Qing directly took the path and walked in, walked into the small side door of the teaching building, and happened to bump into a couple hugging each other.

Wen Qing stepped slightly, looked away, and then strode up the stairs.

He asked Io softly: "Should the classrooms you invigilate be all my exam rooms?"

Io nodded and looked downstairs: "Otherwise, what would I invigilate?"

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and asked, "What did you do?"

Io: "Sell yourself."

Wen Qing: "..."

Io pinched his face and told the truth: "The invigilator is paid, I don't charge, and I am willing to help the students with the subjects. Of course they are eager to agree."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking to herself, this could actually be considered prostitution.

He raised his eyes to look at Io, Io half-closed his eyes, his eyes were not on him, but downstairs.

Wen Qing followed his gaze and saw the young couple on the first floor.

The little couple kissed and hugged like no one was around, looking very sweet.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and glanced around. The second floor was probably not the exam room, so she couldn't see anyone at first glance.

After hesitating for a moment, he stopped and reached out to hug Io.

Io was startled.

Wen gently pulled his clothes and whispered, "You look like you want to hug too."

He also wanted to say that after the exam in these two days, he can do other things.

The first word was not uttered, and there were more hands on his waist.

Io hugged him, pressed him into his arms, and said, "Not only do I want to be hugged, I also want to be kissed, and I want to be touched..."

Wen Qing: "..."

Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from behind: "Io, Wen Qing?"

It's Song Qiang.

Wen Qing turned her head to look over, only to see Song Qiang standing at the entrance of the stairs, staring at them for a while, without any ambiguous expression on her face, but frowned, and asked faintly, "Wen Qing, you also take high school math exams. Can't you come out?"

Wen Qing heard the word "also" clearly, and in turn reflected Song Qiang's thoughts.

Song Qiang thought Io was comforting himself.

Wen Qing hesitantly said, "Actually..."

His voice was not loud, and Song Qiang was far away, so he didn't hear him.

Wen Qing saw Song Qiang turn his head to look at Xu Fengfeng who was beside him. He followed suit and asked, "Lao Xu, do you want me to hug and comfort you?"

Xu Fengfeng: "..."

He looked at Song Qiang blankly: "What is the relationship between the two of them, what is the relationship between the two of us?"

"You haven't got water in your head."

Song Qiang blurted out: "The two of them are in love, and the two of us are pure father-son relationship."

"The relationship is even closer than they are."

Xu Fengfeng: "...Go away."

Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Qiang didn't say any more. He turned to look at Wen Qing and asked, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, when will the test be over?"

"Let's have a hot pot after the exam, my senior gave me a coupon."

"Lao Xu and I have the last door in the morning the day after tomorrow."

Wen Qing told the truth: "the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

Song Qiang looked at Io.

Io spit out two words: "Exemption."

Song Qiang: "..."

Wen Qing: "..."

Song Qiang: "Okay, let's have dinner together the night after tomorrow."

Wen Qing replied, and the exam was approaching. The few people didn't chat much, and each walked to their exam room.

There was no one at the entrance of the examination room, and almost all the students were already sitting in the examination seats.

The warm seats are still the first row.

Io put down the answer card and asked lightly: "Is there any reward for my prostitution?"

Wen Qing whispered, "What do you want?"

Io blinked, "I want a name."

"Reward me with a little red book."

Wen Qing was silent for a moment and said to him, "Then let's reward you for watching my exam."

Io: "..."

So Wen Qing gave Io a reward for three full days.

The three-day exam came to an end soon.

Wen Qing's last exam was over at 5:30. After the exam, she went directly to the hot pot restaurant Song Qiang ordered with Io.

Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng had long been seated in the box, and the table was full of dishes and drinks.

Probably after waiting for a while, there was a bunch of empty bottles on the table, and the two of them were slightly drunk, and greeted: "Come on, come on."

"I have eaten all the cold dishes."

Wen Qing sat down and Song Qiang handed him a drink.

He took a sip, it was sweet, with a little alcohol flavor, and it was pretty good.

Just as he was about to take a second sip, the cup was suddenly held down by Io.

"It's fruit wine," Io said.

Wen Qing blinked: "I know, it's pretty good."

Seeing this, Io did not stop him.

Song Qiang looked at them, poured himself another glass of wine, smashed the glass heavily on the table, and howled, "I'm looking for a fucking partner too."

"The kind I drink."

Xu Fengfeng glanced at him: "You can find someone who sells wine, that's enough."

Song Qiang: "..."

"You don't fucking want to find someone?"

Xu Fengfeng thought for a while: "It's okay."

Song Qiang said in disgust: "You are not right, your thinking is not correct."

Xu Fengfeng: "..."

Wen Qing doesn't eat much. The dishes in this hot pot restaurant are what they usually eat, so they don't eat much, but they drink a lot of new fruit wine.

His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were hazy.

Io frowned slightly, grabbed the wine glass, and reached out to compare five: "How much is this?"

Wen Qing slowly raised his arm, pressed his hand, and said in a much slower tone, "Five."

"I'm not drunk."

Io stared at him: "You are drunk."

Wen Qing snorted: "You're drunk."

"Then let's go."

Saying that, he slowly got up and walked out.

The footsteps are floating, walking crookedly.

Yiou immediately supported the person, turned his head to look at Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng, saw that they were still awake, and said, "Let's go first."

Wen Qing leaned on him and said slowly, "Io is drunk."

Io laughed and replied, "Okay, I'm drunk."

"I'll take you back."

Wen Qing shook his head and said seriously, "you're drunk, how can you hug me?"

Io didn't expect this little drunk to have logic, and asked again: "Then I'll carry you back?"

Wen Qing's mind was dull. After thinking for a while, she said slowly, "No, what if you dropped me."

Saying that, he staggered forward and almost slammed his head into the door.

Seeing this, Io didn't ask any more questions, walked in front of Wen Qing, carried the person on his back and walked out.

Wen Qing leaned on him, sniffed the cool and pleasant smell on his body, and narrowed his eyes: "if I'm not here in the future, don't get drunk."

Io asked casually, "Why?"

Wen Qing snorted: "you're going to carry someone when you're drunk."

"Don't back others."

Io raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are quite possessive."

Wen Qing thought about it for a while before trying to understand the meaning of this sentence, and replied softly, "Well."

"I'm very possessive."

His voice was soft and waxy, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in his breath, which echoed in his ears.

Io's throat moved slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Then do you want to possess me?"

Wen Qing thought about it and said to him, "Didn't I already possess you?"

Io raised his eyebrows: "When? Why don't I remember."

Wen Qing not only didn't hear this sentence, but also didn't react, and continued to say, "You're drunk."

"Forgot about it."

"..."

Io lifted him up and walked back to the bedroom along the path: "Then remind me."

"When did you possess me?"

"I think about it..." Wen Qing looked at his profile and whispered, "Last time in Nancheng Community, in the afternoon."

"I took yours," he said, he paused and lowered his voice, "for the first time."

"..."

Io now understood that the possession in Wen Qing's mouth was referring to that matter, he laughed and said, "I mean possession in name."

"You can't always be whoring me for nothing."

Wen Qing only heard the word prostitution, and after thinking for a while, she tilted her head and asked, "Then how am I going to possess you?"

Io said without changing his face: "We can go to collect the certificate tomorrow."

Wen Qing: "No way."

Io paused, and before he could ask further, he heard Wen say slowly, "I haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet."

Io was stunned for two seconds, then chuckled: "That's why you kept rejecting me because you couldn't get it?"

Wen Qing gave a low hum: "I also want to get a certificate with you."

Io took out his mobile phone and clicked on the recording: "Say it again."

Wen Qing said it again obediently: "I also want to get a certificate from you."

Io replied: "Okay."

"Since you have said so, then I mercifully agree."

"When you reach the legal age for marriage, we will go get the certificate."

"At that time, you will be able to possess me completely, from body to mind."