Chrysanthemum friendship triggered by a message

Mr. T felt for the first time that his mind was not worthy of a second-class scholarship.

Soon, he realized that he had no brain at all.

Because Mr. C who signed the signature came back suddenly.

He walked to the table where Mr. T was sitting: "It's signed, and the counselor said that she will give it to the teacher for you." After finishing speaking, he glanced lightly at the class flower at the table next to him.

In the next second, Banhua picked up the plate and slipped away without knowing what was going on.Before leaving, he did not forget to turn his head and wink at Mr. T, implying that he should not forget to ask.

But at this moment, Mr. T is no different from a fool. After learning that Mr. C may be Ca, he really doesn't know how to continue to get along with Mr. C.

Mr. C obviously saw Banhua's small movements, and his expression was displeased, and he asked, "Who is that?"

Mr. T glanced at him, inexplicably feeling a little guilty: "It's the class girl who I told you before, who chased after your mechanical major."

Mr. C: "I have no impression. Are you familiar with each other?"

Jun T dared not look at him: "No, no... just met."

Mr. C was unwilling to let go: "I just met, and she winked at you?"

"..."

Brother C, what are you flirting with? Those eyes are clearly threatening?Do you have any misunderstanding about winking?

Mr. T struggled to defend: "No, no, no, she asked me about you..."

"Inquiring about what?"

"Uh... I asked you if you were...that, um..." Mr. T complained in his heart, he really couldn't ask, for the first time in his life, he felt that Mr. C talked so much, wouldn't it be good to continue to be a cold and cold brother?But at this time, I kept asking questions!

"What is it?" Mr. C asked sullenly.He found Mr. T's faltering and hemming look very interesting, and couldn't help but tease him.

Poor Mr. T is almost blushing, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he doesn't know that he is now rosy and delicious, and has successfully promoted from milk steamed buns to sweet milk buns filled with strawberries.

"Uh..." Mr. T was confused and couldn't ask, so he had to find another way, and changed the topic, "She asked you if you like studying?"

Jun C raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you think?"

Mr. T was about to suffocate, but he had to finish his nonsense while crying: "I think your grades are very good, and you should like studying very much."

There was a low chuckle in his ear.

He looked up at Mr. C.

Mr. C stared at him with a smile in his eyes, with an upward curve on his lips, leaned over to his side, and lowered his sexy voice and asked, "Then, did you tell her?" The air flow passes through the skin next to the ear, bringing a feeling of tingling, numbness and electric shock, which lures people into mysterious reverie.

Mr. T's ears were so bright that he was about to bleed, and he was about to faint.

God!why treat me like this!

Mr. T cried into a vast ocean in his heart.

What is Mr. C doing?ah?Can anyone tell me what he's doing?

Is this seducing me?But I'm straight! ! !

wrong.Mr. B, who was in the corrupt circle before—well, he was just a straight guy who likes to read crispy duck literature—told him that flirtatious jokes are only made between straight men, and it’s normal to cuddle and pinch PP !On the contrary, it is the real calcium who dare not be funny and flirtatious to boys casually.

Oh oh oh! A word from Mr. B is better than ten years of reading.

Mr. T thought of this episode, as if he had grasped the life-saving straw, he calmed down in an instant.

What's the matter, Mr. C must be a straight man!Look at him, hey, he's quite bold!

"Tell her, and she said she wants to learn from you." Mr. T patted his muscular chest and said confidently.

Mr. C stood up straight again, with the same expression as usual: "Oh, are you finished eating? Go to the hospital after eating."

"It's over, it's over, thank you!" Mr. T couldn't wait to get up to empty the plate.

When he put away the dishes, finished washing his hands and walked towards the door, he was really taken aback - Mr. C, who was half a head taller than himself, was standing by the door, looking at the direction he was coming from, as if he was waiting for the door. look at yourself.

"Hey, don't you go to class? I'm going to the hospital, you don't have to wait for me." Mr. T was not usually surprised.He originally thought that he would go to the trip to Meiju leisurely by himself, but he didn't expect Mr. C to wait for him at all.

"I just asked for a leave of absence by the way," Mr. C took it for granted, "I'll go with you, didn't I agree?"