——

There was a faint sound of water in the bathroom, and Qi Yan started to pack his things.

In addition to clothes, he is also a tool for painting. Thanks to his usual habits, his items are arranged in an orderly manner, and he quickly packed two boxes.

The other bits and pieces will be packed together in a large cardboard box when the time comes.

As soon as he opened the cardboard box, Fu Ci's voice came from the bathroom, "Pray, there are no towels in it."

Only then did Qi Yan remember that he washed the towels and hung them on the balcony today, "Wait, I'll get you a new one."

He stood at the bathroom door with a clean towel, "You open the door a crack..."

Before the last syllable was finished, the door in front of him was pulled open, Qi Yan raised his eyes, and saw Fu Ci standing in front of him——

wearing nothing...

Fu Ci was wet, and the hair on his forehead was lifted up at will, revealing a smooth and full forehead. He still had that sloppy smile on his face, which was no different from the past, but made Qi Yan dare not look at him.

He really didn't expect this situation. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a white and firm chest. The water droplets on it continued to slide down and meander along the texture of the skin.

Qi Yan's gaze followed his trajectory, and when he saw the well-defined abdominal muscles, his heart skipped a beat.

He had also seen Fu Ci's abdominal muscles before, and the other party also lifted his clothes when he was playing, but there was no time when the visual impact of Qi Yan was so great.

The six-pack abs soaked in water rises and falls with the breath, and it is very sexy.

Fu Ci seemed to have noticed Qi Yan's gaze, and chuckled, "Is it a good practice?"

He even took a step closer to Qi Yan in order to show off his abs.

The distance between the two was shortened, and Qi Yan could almost smell the shallow water vapor on each other's body. In this misty bathroom, it was like a special catalyst, which made him feel that the temperature around him rose instantly, and he was a little restless.

It took a long while for Qi Yan to regain his senses, and after reacting, he threw the towel into Fu Ci's arms, covering the scenery below, and his voice was a little annoyed, "Can you be calmer?"

It's impossible to say anything...

He closed his eyes, trying to get what he had just seen out of his mind.

When he opened it again, his voice calmed down, "Just hand me a towel. Why are you opening the door like this?"

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave this place of right and wrong. As soon as he moved, his arm was pulled, and the bathroom door slammed shut.

Fu Ci didn't miss Qiyan's blushing face, as if he had discovered something new in the world, "Is this shy? What's wrong with you, Qiyan? We all took a shower together in high school, and we didn't do such a thing less often?"

In the third year of high school, the two ate and slept together. In order to save time, they took a lot of baths together. He developed abdominal muscles earlier than Qi Yan, and the other party poked him several times out of curiosity.

Qi Yan gritted his teeth: "It's been so long ago, as long as you remember it clearly, I forgot it long ago."

"And, I just think the bathroom is too hot, what are you thinking?"

After he finished speaking, he pulled the neckline of his T-shirt and made a gesture to breathe, "Okay, you wear your clothes, I'm going out, it's boring."

I can't stay here with Fu Qi in this state.

But the other party would not let him go so easily.

Fu Ci leaned against the door, wiped the water off his body, and wondered: "Where are you bored? As soon as you go in and out, the cold wind blows in. I shivered as soon as I opened the door, it was very cold."

It's seven or eight o'clock in the evening now, and the temperature is dropping faster.

Qi Yan rolled his eyes at him, who in the end hit the door so hard, how dare you say that he is cold?

But he didn't insist any longer. After all, it wasn't long after Fu Ci played the ball, and he played a few more times. No matter how good his physique was, he might catch a cold.

So, he could only covertly sideways, listening to the rustling of Fu Ci getting dressed, chatting with people one after another, trying to let his mind empty, but Fu Ci's words pulled him back to God.

"Are our beds next to each other?"

But he remembered that the vacant bed was in a separate row.

"Liu Zi knew that you were coming, so he took the initiative to change positions." Fu Ci put on his clothes and smiled casually, "This boy is quite good."

"It's much more convenient now."

Qi Yan was stunned, is it convenient? Convenient for what?

Before he could ask further questions, there was a knock at the door of the dormitory, "Qiyan, we're here to help you move the dormitory!"

The person who spoke out was Liu Zi, whose original name was Liu Liu, who, along with Fu Ci’s other roommate Song Yang, wanted to help him move all his things to the new dormitory at one time.

After packing up a few people, they went out. On the way, Qi Yan was carrying a schoolbag, pushing a box in his hand, and placing an order on a food delivery app with the other hand.

A few people came to help him move the dormitory after playing football, but they didn't eat well.

After he ordered a set meal, he thought of something and turned to ask the person next to him, "What kind of milk tea do Liu Liu and Song Yang like to drink? I'll order it together now, and I'll deliver it later."

"Just give them a signboard." After Fu Ci finished speaking, he took over the schoolbag that Qi Yan was carrying, "Give this to me."

He knew that the bag was full of Qiyan's paintings, which were strange and heavy, and the box was full of books. Qiyan had this temperament and didn't like to take advantage of others.

Qi Yan naturally handed him the schoolbag, and still lowered his head to study the order, "Then two more kumquat lemons, ice?"

He and Fu Ci have always had the same taste.

"One for normal ice and one for ice." Fu Ci carried the schoolbag of the prayer, "You can't drink that cold in this weather."

Qi Yan's stomach has not been very good all the time, and now is the time of the change of seasons, always pay attention.

Qi Yan's fingertips on the screen paused, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, without arguing, he cooperatively changed one of them to go ice.

——

After eating takeaway and drinking milk tea in the dormitory, everyone leaned on the chairs and rested contentedly.

Praying is to open the door of the balcony and disperse the smell of the dormitory.