Back in the dormitory, Fu Ci first went to the bathroom to take a shower, while Qi Yan went to the sink to wash his face with cold water, and then managed to reduce the heat on his face.

How did he feel that Fu Ci was asking him to teach him on the surface, but he was actually teasing him in reverse?

But before he could think clearly, he heard Fu Ci's cell phone ringing on the table, and he shouted to the bathroom: "Fu Ci, someone called you."

Fu Ci's voice was mixed with the sound of water in the bathroom, "Don't worry, I'll come out later."

Qi Yan said yes, and Fu Ci's cell phone rang for a while before it stopped.

After Fu Qi came out, he wiped his hair, and instead of looking at his phone, he walked to Qi Yan's seat, hugged Qi Yan from behind, put his chin on the other person's shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's clean."

The shower gel used for prayer has a nice lemon scent.

Qi Yan was taking the drawing board out of his schoolbag when he was suddenly hugged, his hand shook, and the drawing board fell from his hand, but was caught by Fu Ci's hand on his waist, "Be careful, Didn't I just paint it in it today?"

Qi Yan glared at him angrily, if it wasn't for Fu Ci's sneak attack, wouldn't he be sure?

Liu Liu, who was nibbling on the apple next to him, couldn't stand it any longer, "Brother Ci, do you know what you look like now? The peacock with the screen opened, just came out after a bath, and scared the prayers."

"However," his eyes turned a few times on Fu Cihaolai's back, who was holding prayers, "Aren't you more tired than before?"

In the past, Fu Ci seemed to be taboo. In the dormitory, at most, he hugged someone's shoulder and shook hands quietly. Now, he just hugged him directly?

Listening to Liu Liu's words, Fu Ci did not deny it, but nodded solemnly: "You boy still has some eyesight."

He wished that the two of them could see something, so that prayers would not have to keep his attention to the influence.

Just like now, on the surface, he was holding people sweetly, but in reality the soft flesh around his waist was being pinched, and Qi Yan lowered his voice and threatened, "Let go."

Fu Ci turned a deaf ear, but the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, looking at Liu Liu with a hint of anticipation, wishing he could say something else.

Liu Liu received Fu Ci's gaze with a clear face, "Don't imply me like this, I know what you mean."

He took another bite of the apple, "You are the best friends! Maybe the relationship is better than before, from the best to the super invincible?"

Fu Ci saw Liu Liu's thoughtful eyes, and only thought that this person might be a fool.

Is he still not obvious?

Qi Yan was sensitively aware of Fu Ci's thoughts, bent his elbow and bumped against his arm, calling him a warning: "Fu Ci."

Homosexuality is not something to brag about.

"I know, I know." Fu Ci replied perfunctorily.

Even if he wanted to tell the world, no one believed him.

The image of a straight man he created before was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and now his retribution is on him.

Liu Liu watched the small movements of the two pushing and shoving, and blinked, "Don't look outside, we are used to eating dog food, isn't it Song Yang?"

Song Yang looked away from Fu Ci and the two of them, looked at Liu Liu like a fool, turned around, obviously too lazy to pay attention to him.

Qi Yan knew that the roommates were watching them, so she squeezed Fu Ci's hand hard.

Fu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, let go of his prayer, and rubbed his waist in pain, "Are you really merciless? It hurts a lot."

After saying that, he took off his clothes, "It's all red."

Qi Yan glanced at it subconsciously, but when he touched the thin waist and abdomen and the looming mermaid line, he quickly moved away. He wanted to say something, but unexpectedly saw Fu Ci's narrow smile, "I feel bad. me?"

The shameless voice made Qi Yan grit his teeth, and directly stretched out his hand and pinched him again, this time without the clothes, it was real.

Fu Ci was probably really in pain, so he shrank back, "Tsk, it's really hard to attack."

"Deserving it." Qi Yan was no longer fooled by him, and turned his head expressionlessly, ready to paint.

Fu Ci looked at Qi Yan and really ignored him. Just as he was about to coax something to say, there was a ringing ring from the back, and he remembered that he had a phone call before.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, and had to put aside the coaxing first, then went back and took out the mobile phone in his coat pocket. After seeing who the caller was, the smile on his face suddenly faded. He walked to the balcony and closed the door. , just answered the phone.

Qi Yan only heard Fu Ci's extremely cold [Hello], and couldn't hear anything after that.

Liu Liu stretched his neck and glanced out of the balcony, and whispered, "Brother Ci is going to be sullen again tonight."

Qi Yan paused in the act of retouching the picture, and turned to look at Liu Liu, "What do you mean?"

Liu Liu threw the finished apple core into the trash can and wiped his hands, "You just moved in, maybe you haven't found it yet, every time Brother Ci receives a call from home, he will go to the balcony."

The normal remarks will be picked up directly in the dormitory.

Qi Yan didn't expect to hear such a thing. In fact, he was not too impressed with Fu Ci's parents. Fu Ci went to school and went to school alone. Even his parents rarely attended the parent-teacher meeting.

After that, the two came to City A to work hard, and he never saw them again.

Sure enough, when Fu Ci came back, his always smiling face darkened, he sat directly in his seat, filled Qi Yan with a hot water bottle, and went to bed.

Qi Yan held the warm hot water bottle in his arms, and was a little lost, he casually modified the picture, and got on the bed not long after.

After he lay down, he picked up his mobile phone, struggling to send a message to Fu Ci, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

He tapped his fingers a few times, and Qi Yan vaguely heard the other side of the bed curtain being gently pulled. Soon, his quilt was lifted, a warm chest was pressed against his back, and the hand around his waist He circled tightly.

"I was caught playing with my phone." Fu Ci's voice came from behind.