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Chapter 1 Nice to meet you
The new campus of University A was finally completed during the summer vacation.
At the end of the last semester, the teachers of the School of Art informed the students of the school in advance that after the completion of the new campus, all the students of the School of Art will be assigned to the newly built campus.
The dormitories in the new campus are all 2-person and 4-person rooms with air-conditioning, balconies, and separate bathrooms.
Finally, donβt have to live in the old and crowded 6-person or even 8-person dormitory without a separate bathroom.
So even if the new semester starts, campus relocation is a very troublesome thing.But the joy of the students of the School of Art is beyond words.
As a native of City A, Song Qiuyao originally had little luggage in the old dormitory, so at the end of the last semester, he went through the formalities of leaving the dormitory, and put a few clothes and some daily necessities in the old dormitory.It was easy to pack it all in a suitcase and take it home.
Therefore, when most of the students of the art college need to return to school early and move to the new dormitory in the new campus this semester, Song Qiuyao can relax and squat at home until the last day of summer vacation.
In September, on the last day of the school report, Song Qiuyao simply packed his change of clothes at home, dragged his suitcase, and took a taxi to the new campus.
Song Qiuyao who came to the new campus was very depressed.
Because he came too late, the original roommates and even the classmates in his own class have already arranged a new dormitory.And the well-received two-person rooms have already been arranged in disorder, and the rest of the dormitories also have four-person rooms left.
In Song Qiuyao's view, there is not much difference between the 4-person world and the original 6-person world.
Song Qiuyao: "Mr. Yang, can you help me to ask if there are no other couples left in other classes?" Song Qiuyao looked at Yang Lin with a little pleading eyes.
Yang Lin: "Then wait a moment, I'll ask the teachers in other classes to see if there are any vacant beds."
Song Qiuyao: "Thank you Teacher Yang, thank you so much!"
Yang Lin is Song Qiuyao's counselor. Among the students in the same class, Song Qiuyao never skipped classes or failed subjects, and he always ranked among the best in both professional and theoretical courses.In addition, Song Qiuyao is good-looking and polite in dealing with people.Being polite to everyone, Yang Lin is naturally happy to help such a student.
Soon after Yang Lin asked about other professional counselors, she told Song Qiuyao that there was a 2-person room and a vacant bed in the art department of the junior year.
After Song Qiuyao finished receiving the professional books for this semester and completed the check-in procedures for the new dormitory, it was already 5 pm.
Song Qiuyao dragged the suitcase in one hand and came to the door of the new dormitory with the new book in the other. When he was about to put down the suitcase and get the key to open the door, he found that the door of the dormitory was not locked.
The door was ajar, revealing a crack.Just when Song Qiuyao was about to open the door and go in, there was a slight murmur from inside the door, accompanied by a slight panting sound coming towards Song Qiuyao.
The voice was low and hoarse, accompanied by small and rhythmic rubbing sounds, which fell into Song Qiuyao's eardrums in a moderate manner.
Song Qiuyao's face turned slightly red.
Song Qiuyao, who is also a man, understands what the people in the room are doing now.
It's because men all have that kind of need, Song Qiuyao felt that no matter whether he went in rashly or knocked on the door to interrupt the new roommate who was there, it was not suitable.
Song Qiuyao thought, what an embarrassing thing it would be if a new roommate was about to come out, and suddenly he was startled by knocking on the door or barging in and then held back.
What's more, the arrow is on the string and can't help but hold back, no matter how think about it, feel that it hurts body.
So standing outside the door, Song Qiuyao gently put down his luggage and books, leaned against the wall and listened quietly to when the movement inside the door would end.
The new roommate's voice was deep and magnetic, and he hummed under his throat, which was a little hoarse, which added a bit of sexiness to the already charming voice in the room.
Song Qiuyao, who was standing outside and eavesdropping on the corner of the wall, was driven by such a magnetic voice, and little Song Song also raised his head a little bit.
Song Qiuyao is gay and also a voice control.
Especially obsessed with the deep and hoarse voice of mature men.
Every time he heard such a similar voice, he couldn't help imagining that he was covered by a cold and sexy man, and then his thin crimson lips were pressed against his ear, with a hoarse sexy voice, softlyWhat a wonderful feeling to call your own name.
The more he imagined this, the more parched Song Qiuyao became, and couldn't help swallowing.
Song Qiuyao bit his lower lip tightly, tried his best to suppress the thoughts that were about to get out of control, and kept praying in his heart that the indescribable voice in the room would end quickly.
Song Qiuyao can't wait to slap himself. This new roommate has started flirting with him before meeting him. This is still a person!!!
Fortunately, soon the man in the room let out a long and pleasant sigh, and then heard the sound of the belt being buckled, and the sound of water flowing from the water valve.
call!!!It's finally over.
Song Qiuyao took a few deep breaths outside the door, readjusted his state, and knocked on the door of the dormitory.
"Hello senior, I'm Song Qiuyao from the sophomore art department, and I'm your new roommate."
When Song Qiuyao pushed open the door and appeared at the door smiling so tenderly at him, Qin Yan thought that he hadn't receded from the "beep" bug just now, and had hallucinations like a dream.Otherwise, how can I explain why the person I imagined a minute ago suddenly appeared in front of me and started to live with me?
Song Qiuyao looked at the senior who was staring at him in bewilderment without blinking, the smile froze on his face and he became embarrassed.
There seemed to be a faint male-specific smell of fishy smell in the air.
Song Qiuyao thought to himself, it seems that he came in at the wrong time!
Fortunately, Qin Yan quickly came to his senses, and immediately understood that Song Qiuyao who appeared in front of him was not dreaming.
So he immediately dried his washed hands, and quickly walked towards Song Qiuyao who was still standing at the door.
Qin Yan took Song Qiuyao's suitcase and books, put Song Qiuyao's suitcase next to the cabinet, and put the book on the empty desk.
After finishing these, Qin Yan stretched out his right hand to Song Qiuyao in a gentlemanly manner, and said to Song Qiuyao
"Hello, I'm Qin Yan from the Art Department of my junior year. Please take care of me in the future."
When she spoke now, although the voice was not as charming as before, it was still so magnetic that Song Qiuyao's body shivered.
Song Qiuyao also stretched out his right hand, and slowly grasped Qin Yan's palm.
Even though he had just washed it with cold water, Qin Yan's hands were still warm. His fingers were clean and long, with distinct joints and neatly trimmed nails.Even a light touch seems to want to touch people's hearts.
Song Qiuyao is not only a hopeless voice controller, but also a hand controller.
This made Song Qiuyao couldn't help but look at Qin Yan's facial features and figure.
Qin Yan was half a head taller than Song Qiuyao, who was 178 in height. Song Qiuyao measured it visually, and he was at least 184-185 in height.He has a tall and straight body, slender legs, broad shoulders, but a narrow waist without a trace of fat.His complexion is fair, with well-defined eyes and deep-set eyes.Although he is not as bright-eyed and white-toothed as himself, and his facial features are exquisite, he is more handsome and handsome than himself as a male.
He obviously just heard that this person had just done self-blasphemy indoors, but at this moment, he had an aesthetic sense of asceticism.
Song Qiuyao shouted like a storm in his heart, his head was full of bullet screens, shouting crazily, pill pill pill pill!!!I take jujube pills!!!!!
As a gay!A voice-controlled, hand-controlled and heavily facial-controlled gay!!!But he arranged for him a straight male roommate who got his gay spot no matter in terms of voice, hands, figure, and appearance!!!What is happiness?Or torture??Pill pill pill pill pill pill pill pill!!!!
The most important thing is that the Academy of Art is just such a big place to put it bluntly.How blind I was in the past to not notice such a perfect male god!!
While holding the male god's hand, Song Qiuyao let his imagination run wild, really wanting to become the male god's right hand, and give the male god another shot, hehe.
On Qin Yan's side, he was holding Song Qiuyao's hand, and his heart couldn't stop being agitated!I am not dreaming!!!I finally hold hands with cutie!!!holding hands!!!!Not only are we holding hands, we are about to start living together, isn't it rounded up, we are together!whee.
The two men, after a short self-introduction to each other, held hands, you looked at me, I looked at you, and let each other's minds diverge.The surroundings fell into silence as quiet as a chicken...
I don't know how long it took, Qin Yan came to his senses first, and reluctantly let go of Song Qiuyao's hand.
"It's getting late, let's go to dinner together, and we have to go to the classroom at 7 o'clock in the evening for late roll call, your things, come back after late roll call and pack up." Qin Yan said, reaching out to rub Song Qiuyao's soft hair
"Well, okay." Song Qiuyao couldn't help but blushed, smiled and nodded slightly.