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"Zhao Hele..."

A deep and sexy voice came from next to his ear, as if he was suppressing something, constantly teasing his nerves.But when he tried to open his eyes, his eyelids were heavy. He just wanted to see if this person was Zhuo Yi, because the voice was very familiar.

Then I felt the warm breath spit on the neck, a little itchy.

Immediately afterwards, one gentle kiss after another fell on it.

who is it? !

Actually molested him? !Yah, I'm so brave!

"Zhao Hele, if you don't wake up, I will eat you..."

eat, what to eat?

"Eat chicken, idiot!!"

"Wait a minute, turn on the computer."

"The movements are shaky, I haven't seen you go too fast."

"Hush, let's keep our voices down. Zhao Hele is still asleep. This guy is too good at sleeping. He has been sleeping since yesterday. I don't know if he still has a fever."

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of dissatisfaction that "the big event is not over yet".Originally, I wanted to get up and yell at the two people below, but because my limbs were sore and weak, I could only look at the ceiling and said with a blank expression:

"As far as the volume of your talking is concerned, everyone will be woken up!"

Lin Wenxuan turned her head violently, and the headphone cable on the stereo was ripped off because of the big movement: "Are you awake?"

"Hehe, you guys are too noisy." Zhao Hele looked at the ceiling feebly, his head was a little empty.

Originally, he wanted to see who was in his dream, but he was woken up by these two nerds. He was really unhappy (.ˇˇ.).But listening to that voice, it seems to be the voice of his male god, and kissing him in a dream, too foul! !

The two gamers had already woken up, and hurriedly told about what happened yesterday.

——Zhuo Yi ran from the dormitory building to the infirmary with you on his back. When we came back, we thought something happened. Zhuo Yi said that you must have fainted from a fever.

——As a result, when you arrived at the infirmary, you hugged Zhuo Yi's neck tightly and couldn't get it off. We couldn't even break it off. In the end, Zhuo Yi carried you on his back for more than an hour until he finished punching the bottle.You don't even know how touching that scene is, I took a picture of it.It is estimated that the school doctor's sister also took a picture, you can see it on the post bar, and it is a hot search.

——It took a lot of hard work to get you back to the dormitory to get you on the bed. You don't even know how difficult it is to put someone on our bed.Then last night we saw that Zhuo Yi's hand holding chopsticks was a little trembling when eating, but he still had to draw, we couldn't stand it anymore.

"..."

Zhao Hele's expression was numb from being struck by lightning.

how is this possible! ! !

The male god carried the needle behind his back, felt inexplicably pitiful when he heard it, stretched out his hand and pulled the bed frame with difficulty, and poked his head out:

"It's a lie, I clearly remember yesterday—" Suddenly something came to my mind and stopped abruptly.

Sitting up in a frenzy, he rubbed his hair in an instant. He seemed to take off his shoes yesterday... and then he seemed to be kissed by Zhuo Yi... What a fool! ! ! !How can you be so useless?You can be blinded by a kiss, and you really don't remember anything after that.

You can’t say anything about being kissed, it’s a secret o(╥﹏╥)o

The heart is broken.

Lin Wenxuan raised her eyebrows when she saw people looking mad, and asked, "What happened yesterday? Why did you act like something serious happened. And did you feel that you had a fever? Yesterday, the doctor at the school doctor said you had a fever. 39 degrees, so what kind of perseverance do you rely on to practice the piano?"

"Probably relying on dreams..." Zhao Hele looked at the ceiling dully with a look of lovelessness in his life. He would not admit what happened yesterday, so let it blow away with the wind.

Tired and scratching his head, when he stretched out his hand, he found two bruises on his arm, with a puzzled look on his face:

"Did I hit myself in my sleep? Where did these two bruises come from?"

Then I heard Cheng Lin at the bottom say:

"I guess Zhuo Yi bumped into it when he was carrying you up. You have to know that no matter how skinny you are, you are still a man."

"..."

At this time, the dormitory door was pushed open.

As soon as Zhuo Yi entered the door, he saw a guy sitting on top with a dull gaze: "Is it better?"

When Zhao Hele saw it was Zhuo Yi, he couldn't help but put his gaze on the person's lips, and suddenly thought of something to throw off the quilt to wrap himself up.

bang bang bang-

His heartbeat quickened immediately, and when he saw Zhuo Yi, he thought of kissing himself yesterday, his heart was numb like a weak electric current, with a bit of provocative itch, making people think again and again involuntarily.

He thought he was really screwed, he was bent too thoroughly.

Zhuo Yi looked at the extremely cute person, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, and also thought of what happened yesterday, the corners of his lips sunken slightly.

Cheng Lin & Lin Wenxuan: "..."

Why is that rotten smell of love so strong?

I really want to change the dormitory, what should I do?

"By the way, Zhao Hele, when you went to Luxembourg, which wealthy suitor gave you ten cars of flowers in a luxury car?"

"Ah?" Zhao Hele was dumbfounded: "Why do you know?"

Then I heard Lin Wenxuan say: "Last night after posting a picture of Zhuo Yi holding a bottle on your back, you and Zhuo Yi suddenly became popular on the Internet, and then someone posted a video on Facebook. In the screenshot above, the one holding the violin is obviously you, and then there are the extremely conspicuous flowers on the trunks of ten luxury cars."

"..."

Hey, can this still spread to China?Is it possible to be fleshed out like this?Sure enough, Huaxia's online names are omnipotent, no matter how you dig, you can find explosive material.

So he smiled and said, "Ah, that's what a prodigal son did."

Zhuo Prodigal Son: "..."

……

In the afternoon, both Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin have classes, Zhuo Yi is still their sketching class, and the location is free, anyway, all the sketches for the arrangement should be completed before Friday.

Ever since, the place where the patient Zhao was located became the place where Zhuo painted from life.

The light and shadow presented under the pencil has a sense of space different from reality, and all the details seem to be gently handled to the extreme in the painting.The shadow cast by the outdoor sunlight into the room is elongated, the side of the bed frame is shrouded in light, and the quiet and gentle side faces of the person on the bed while reading a book leaning on the bed are all presented on the paper one by one.

And the only difference in painting is when the real environment is constantly being dealt with, the environment is the protagonist.

Zhuo Yi stretched out his thumb and stroked the side face of the person in the picture, the blurred pencil seemed to soften that handsome and delicate side face, his deep pupils reflected the person in the picture, his eyes gradually softened and gradually set off waves.

Zhao Hele pulled his head out of the railing with a look of disgust, because the painter Zhuo was smiling a little obscenely (?), what did he paint? The smile looks like this, maybe he is painting a picture of a beautiful woman? !

"Cough cough."

He pretended to clear his throat in an attempt to get attention.

Zhuo Yi looked up at the person above, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

"..." Why do you always subconsciously ask him if he is hungry?He's not a fool either.

Zhuo Yi looked at the man's suddenly wrinkled face, put down the sketchbook, walked to the man's bed and said in a tone of concern: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Zhao Hele's head was resting on the bed frame, looking down at Zhuo Yi who was looking up at him, and suddenly asked out of nowhere:

"Zhuo Yi, when you were sleeping last night, did you... kiss me?"

As a result, a smile appeared in the eyes of the male god below, that kind of half-smile with a shy stare that made people look away instantly.

If you look too much, you may not be able to control yourself.

Silently retracting her head, she said with scattered eyes, "Don't laugh."

"Dear."

"(ΩДΩ)?!" Zhao Hele grabbed the railing of the bed suddenly, looking extremely horrified: "Then what I had last night was not a dream!!!"

"Chunmeng?" The pair of extremely deep pupils seemed to be swirling, as if they were calling out to people, only to hear someone laughing: "It seems that we had a happy collision."

The word collision is really dirty!

Zhao Hele: ​​"..."

If you have something to say, how can there be a collision, a touch of wool?

So hearing Zhuo Yi's tone, it seems that he really had a sexual dream, just when someone secretly kissed him, at the same time he was having a sexual dream, it was really appropriate.

The spring dream and so on... In fact, I haven't finished it yet.

Zhuo Yi saw that people seemed to be unsatisfied, and said: "Zhao Hele, I appeared in your dream..."

What is the tone of this extended tone...

Zhao Hele met Ren's pondering gaze, and suddenly didn't know what to say.Yes, Zhuo Yi is one of the protagonists of Chunmeng, so what?

"You still say you don't like me?" He just lowered his head and said with a chuckle, "It's really duplicity."

"..."

Yah, what the hell is this chuckling tone, what the hell is this confident chuckle?

"However, I just like your duplicity." Zhuo Yi smiled and looked at him with gentle eyes: "It makes my heart itch."

"……"transfixed.

Sometimes when Zhuo Yi speaks, it really makes people...

I want to immediately admit to people that I have been broken.