Shan Qiye's struggle was even more intense, wanting to rush out of the quilt's confinement, and firmly grasp the man on the opposite side to rub it - like rubbing against a large block of ice.

Aware of his movements, Qin Yimu simply sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped the quilt twice with both hands, and tied it more tightly.

Shan Qiye was a little anxious, his eyes were a little red, he looked at Qin Yimu in front of him, and said, "same table, uncomfortable."

This sound was louder than the previous one, and it had a stuffy nasal sound, which made it sound like a milky sound for some reason.

The doctor looked at the two of them from behind, thinking, this Omega is quite a coquettish, and then this Alpha should hold people in his arms, then give him a gentle pat, and reassure him a few words. If his age allows, he can kiss him. A kiss.

But... now can only think about it.

——These two students don’t look like high school seniors.

Just when the doctor was full of love and sweet idol dramas, he just heard the classmate sitting coldly saying, "Quiet."

'Come on'

The doctor almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Cough cough." The doctor shook his head, thinking that he was thinking about some crazy plot, he stepped forward and said, "Give me the thermometer."

Qin Yimu took out the thermometer, and before he could pull out his hand, Shan Qiye, whose hands were free, instantly hugged his arm, and wrapped his forearm firmly around his chest with both hands.

It's like the milk cat found the beloved dried fish, hugged it tightly and refused to let go.

Qin Yimu changed hands and handed the thermometer to the doctor.

The doctor looked at Wen Wen and then took it to the inside.

"Deskmate."

"..."

"Why are you ignoring me at the same table?"

"reason."

Shan Qiye closed his sour eyes, and put half of his face on Qin Yimu's arm. Hearing the other party's response, he couldn't help but muffled and said, "What a perfunctory."

"No."

"Yes." Shan Qiye insisted, "It's very perfunctory."

Qin Yimu paused visibly, as if thinking about what to say. After a brief thought, he said, "Well."

Shan Qiye: "..."

You can shut up.

Shan Qiye let out a faint snort, and let go of his warm arms, thinking that he would burrow into the quilt by himself, but when he let go, he took a look at which hand, the five fingers were slender and the joints were distinct. One-inch nails are rounded and neatly trimmed.

'Gollum. ’

Shan Qiye swallowed his saliva, opened his mouth slightly, licked his lips with his tongue, and retracted the small tiger teeth that were not obvious on both sides.

And then……

"Ow!"

A bite on Qin Yimu's fair wrist!

Qin Yimu didn't show any expression during the whole process, he just moved his fingertips subconsciously when the other party bit down, and nothing else changed.

Not even a single eyebrow lift.

Calm all the way.

Although Shan Qiye bit down fiercely, the hand that touched the flesh didn't really bite down.

I just wanted to see the expression on the tablemate's face, but it was like biting a piece of wood.

Not only was Qin Yimu not angry, he didn't pull his hands back in a panic, but instead sat on the edge of the hospital bed following his movements, leaning forward slightly, approaching him, his eyes staring at him without a single moment.

Shan Qiye: "..."

Playing psychological warfare?

Are you playing psychological warfare with me?

Oh - you won!

His jaw slowly loosened, accompanied by the thumping accompaniment in his heart, Shan Qiye stepped back a little, seeing Qin Yimu's expressionless face as if some emotion was brewing, Shan Qiye realized it later. , might really be beaten now.

However, how can the same table start with such a weak and pitiful person?

After thinking about it, Shan Qiye tried to say something to ease the embarrassing atmosphere, "Same... huh?"

Before finished speaking, fingers suddenly broke into the mouth without warning, and it was icy cold...

Shan Qiye opened his mouth slightly, widened his eyes in panic, and looked at each other in disbelief. In contrast, Qin Yimu still had an indifferent face.

When the fingertips left, the knuckles curved slightly, hooking the tiger teeth on his side.

——It was the tooth that left a mark on Qin Yimu's arm.

Shan Qiye clenched the quilt under him violently, "Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong ... same table!"

Qin Yimu took two tissues from the bed to help him wipe his mouth, rubbed it at will, and threw it into the trash, "I'll pay it back later."

Shan Qiye was stunned.

return?

What else?

when?

what are you talking about!

The confused group still didn't know how to explain Qin Yimu's words.

After thinking about it for a while, Shan Qiye seemed to have vaguely understood what he meant.

- Do you want to pay back this bite? !

Shan Qiye pursed his lips violently, and closed his upper and lower lips to the middle, wrapping his teeth firmly.

It always feels like almost got teeth pulled out just now.

The doctor came over to hang the bottle and asked, "Left hand or right hand?"

Shan Qiye looked at the large bottle of medicines to be infused. If the infusion was slower, today's class would basically be unnecessary.

"I think I'll just take some medicine." Shan Qiye carefully put forward his own suggestion.

"Left or right hand?"

"Left hand."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand, closed his eyes after three seconds, and opened his throat to howl: "Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!"

The doctor held the needle with a bewildered look on his face, and I haven't pierced it yet.

What's the matter, will my needle still attack remotely?

Before the doctor could understand what the man was howling about, he saw Qin Yimu's face sullen, and he was very nervous as he helped him sit up and put his arms in his arms.

doctor:"……"

Good guy, I can't kill you today, it's your life!