After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing that he was walking steadily, Fu Ci didn't seem to be dizzy at all, so he chased after him a little puzzled, "Wait for me!"

He ran to Qiyan's side and couldn't help but break up and help someone unload the schoolbag and put it on his shoulder, then hugged his shoulder, leaned close to Qiyan's ear, and asked in a low voice, "How is it, does it feel good?"

The little pride in his voice was almost overflowing.

Qi Yan put his hands in his pockets, and his face has regained his composure, "It's only six dollars."

"It sucks."

In the evening, Fu Ci was practicing plank in the bedroom.

He has a naked upper body, the muscles on his back bulge into a beautiful inverted triangle, the muscles in his waist tighten, and the beads of sweat slide down the lines, showing a sense of strength and a masculine charm that can't be ignored.

Unfortunately, no one in the bedroom appreciates it.

Seeing Fu Ci's sweat dripping down like he didn't want money, Liu Liu couldn't help but want to take a basin to see how much he had, "Brother Ci, are you stimulated by anything? Why did you suddenly start exercising? ?"

Still so hard.

Song Yang was clocking Fu Ci, and when he heard the words, he joked: "Brother Ci said that Qi Yan disliked that he only had six-pack abs, and he wanted to practice it for others to see."

Liu Liu became interested as soon as he heard it, and moved his chair to the side of Song Yang to watch the play together, "Didn't Brother Ci believe that six-pack abs are the most perfect? ​​Did you change your mind so quickly?"

There was a time when people in the basketball club were vying for more abs than anyone else. Several people wanted to practice eight-pack abs under the trend of being competitive. Even he and Song Yang worked hard for a while, but Fu Ci Lei was unstoppable and insisted on guarding them. Your own six pack abs.

"Who knows what Brother Ci thinks." Song Yang looked at the person who could barely hold on under his eyes, and suddenly said, "You said he wouldn't just train his abdominal muscles for Qi Yan?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang, and Fu Ci couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.

Song Yang was right, he started training his abdominal muscles because of prayer.

In high school, he also liked to play basketball. Qiyan often watched him play on the side of the playground, but once, Qiyan's eyes fell on others. Although Qiyan quickly turned his back, he was still discovered by him .

The man was showing off his six-pack to others.

At that time, he had an obsession with six-pack abs, and now this obsession is broken by prayers, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Keep timing me, and I'll have another set."

After Fu Ci finished speaking, he realized something, looked around, and found that there was one person missing in the dormitory, "Where's Qi Yan?"

He also wanted to let Qi Yan see how hard he was working.

Song Yang replied: "He! Said to go to the supermarket to buy some pencils, I guess the time should be back soon."

It happened that Liu Liu went to the balcony to collect clothes and found something. He hooked his body and looked downstairs, and said excitedly: "Come on, I see Qi Yan! It seems that someone has confessed to him!"

Fu Ji, who was about to do another set of planks, stood up instantly and walked over.

Downstairs in the dormitory, the moonlight is hazy, a girl in a floral dress is standing opposite Qiyan, who is saying something to Qiyan.

The girl is slender, standing under the street lamp and bowing her head and whispering is a perfect match for Qi Yan.

Fu Ci recognized it immediately, and this person was the girl who accosted Qi Yan on the basketball court.

According to Qi Yan, at that time she asked for contact information, but he did not give it.

This time, the girl still held out her phone to Qi Yan, and Fu Ci could see that it was a QR code.

He couldn't help sneering, and came to ask for the contact information again, and Prayers would not give it.

They agreed not to fall in love in college.

But the next moment, the action of praying made him feel like he was struck by lightning——

Qi Yan didn't hesitate at all, took out his mobile phone, and scanned the QR code!

A "ding" sounded in his mind in a trance, like some kind of sentence.

Pray, I'm going to run away with someone else...

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Chapter 10

Go back to ten minutes ago.

Qi Yan bought pencils from the supermarket, calculated the time, and it took less than half an hour.

In fact, he didn't want to go back. Fu Ci was really a big challenge to exercise in the dormitory with his upper body naked.

The back line is smooth, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the thin muscles are covered with a thin layer of sweat because of the movement, which is indescribably sexy.

The key is that Fu Ci also deliberately put the pestle under his eyelids, for fear that he would not be able to see.

In this state, even if he was painting, he couldn't concentrate, so he might as well come out and avoid it.

However, he underestimated the temperature at this time at night. The cool wind was blowing, and the threads got into the gaps in the clothes, which was really a little cold.

Qi Yan glanced at the location of the dormitory building, thought for a moment, and walked back slowly with her feet raised.

When he reached an intersection downstairs in the dormitory, he was stopped by someone.

"Pray?"

It's a girl with a familiar voice.

Hu Yao didn't expect to encounter Qi Yan by such a coincidence. Seeing the other party raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously, he immediately explained, "I'm Hu Yao, the one who talked to you in the gym before."

The boys' dormitory of the Mathematics Department is not far from the girls' dormitory, just on both sides of this fork.

Qi Yan also remembered, and politely replied: "Is something wrong?"

Hu Yao tightened the coat over her dress, feeling rather embarrassed, "We just wanted to ask, are you still accepting the draft?"

A student of the art department sometimes does some work in private in order to earn some pocket money. She saw a group of paintings that Qi Yan painted for others not long ago, and she was instantly amazed. She received the manuscript according to her mood, and she never asked for the contact information.