Not as an example

Chapter 13

Huo Chi helped Qiao Yecheng to find an empty classroom and sit down. Qiao Yecheng lay down on the table, covering the place where he had a gash with one hand.

Huo Chi looked at him and said, "Just sit here for a while, it's raining heavily outside, I guess you won't be able to leave for a while."

Qiao Yecheng responded, looked up at Huo Chi and whispered, "But I'm so thirsty..."

He looked like a wet kitten, even his voice was hoarse. Huo Chi paused and asked, "Can you drink water like this?"

"Drinking hot water should be better." Qiao Yecheng pursed his lips, "Can you buy me a cup of milk tea? I remember there is a hot drink machine upstairs."

Huo Chi thought about it for a while, and it seemed that there really was, but he always bought bottled water from vending machines, and rarely used the hot drink machine.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go buy it."

Qiao Yecheng poked his neck and saw that Huo Chi had walked out of his sight, so he immediately took out his mobile phone to take a picture, tidied up his messy hairstyle to make it more messy, and then took out a tissue from his bag, Wipe the sweat and rain off his face and neck.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the empty classroom, Qiao Yecheng picked it up quickly, "Hello."

"Where are you? It's raining so hard outside, are you caught in the rain? Do you want me to pick you up?" Feng Yuan asked a series of questions.

"No need," Qiao Yecheng said in a low voice, "I'm with Huo Chi, sheltering from the rain in the teaching building."

"What time is it, why are you two still together?" Feng Yuan asked, "Has it taken so long to eat?"

"No, I asked him to record songs with me." Qiao Yecheng said.

Feng Yuan was silent for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "Is Huo Chi so easy to win? Are you willing to record songs with you after a meal in the cafeteria?"

"What?" Qiao Yecheng sighed, "He is only responsible for holding the phone, and I will sing."

"Damn," Feng Yuan smiled for a while, "Okay, then I don't care about you, you can hide from the rain with him, I see what you do if the rain doesn't stop."

"Then what else can I do?" Qiao Yecheng smiled happily, "Just stay until the rain stops."

Feng Yuan clicked his tongue a few times, "If it rains all night, can he still stay with you for one night? They have a dormitory, at worst, rushing back in the rain is better than staying in the teaching building for one night."

Qiao Yecheng said calmly: "Then he will definitely give me an umbrella, it is impossible for me to stay here alone."

"Where is the confidence coming from, so sure."

Qiao Yecheng didn't say a word, anyway, he was certain that Huo Chi was a boy who would make people feel very reliable and safe, so many girls liked him not only because he was handsome.

Huo Chi carried milk tea all the way down the stairs quickly and carefully. Before entering the classroom, he saw Qiao Yecheng laying on the table with his arms pillowed on his head, his other hand holding his stomach underneath, and he shrunk down again. Little blob.

Seeing this scene, Huo Chi subconsciously lightened his steps, walked up to Qiao Yecheng, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you alright?"

Qiao Yecheng raised his head, his expression was blank for a moment, and his face didn't look too good.

But he quickly squeezed a smile at Huo Chi, "I'm sorry, how much is it, I'll transfer you."

"No need," Huo Chi put the milk tea on the table, and helped him unpack the straw, "I wouldn't have dragged you away if I had known."

Qiao Ye watched his movements steadily, Huo Chi inserted the straw into the cup, pushed it in front of him and said, "Drink."

Seeing that Qiao Yecheng didn't respond, he bent his knuckles and tapped the table, "Why are you in a daze?"

Qiao Yecheng came back to his senses, holding the cup with both hands, "Your hands are beautiful."

Huo Chi laughed, and straightened his fingers to look at his hands, "What's the matter with you? You can't stop boasting? Can you take videos even if you have beautiful hands?"

Qiao Yecheng also smiled, "Of course I can. I also follow two bloggers who specialize in clapping, and they have quite a lot of fans."

Huo Chi didn't let him get up, walked in from the other side, sat down next to him, and joked not very modestly: "So I can take videos of my whole body, right?"

Qiao Yecheng looked at Huo Chi sideways. If other people said such things, he must think that this person is a narcissist, but Huo Chi said that not only did he not hate him, but he even liked it.

Because Huo Chi is very honest and confident. He knows that he is handsome, and he usually doesn't care too much about it and expresses it. Occasionally, he will bluntly joke about his handsomeness.

You don't need to pretend to be forceful to achieve the effect that others can't achieve.

Huo Chi took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Qiao Yecheng tentatively took a sip of milk tea, but his gaze kept on Huo Chi's side face.

After a long while, Huo Chi turned his head and glanced at him, "I checked it out, and it was said on the Internet that you can drink hot water, apply a hot water bag, or massage some parts."

While talking, he showed Qiao Yecheng the screen of his mobile phone, "Milk tea is equivalent to hot water. Hot compresses are not available now. You can rub it clockwise by yourself. It should get better soon."

Qiao Yecheng bit the straw and blinked lightly twice.

A male college student like Huo Chi is very attractive to everyone. He doesn't want to stop his fall at all. It's a wonderful thing to like Huo Chi.

Qiao Yecheng nodded, and said "OK" softly, "You can play with your phone, I'll just take a rest, don't worry."

Huo Chi was relieved, he wasn't good at these things in the first place, but it was him who caused Qiao Yecheng's discomfort now, and he didn't blame him for looking pitiful, which made him really feel a little sorry.

"Then I'll play games for a while." Huo Chi said.

"I just happened to watch you play." Qiao Yecheng held the milk tea and turned sideways, looking obedient.

Huo Chi couldn't help but glanced at him again, not knowing whether this person was squeamish or not.

He played a game. Qiao Yecheng sat relatively well at first, but then he lay down on the table again, looked sideways at Huo Chi, and still circled his stomach clockwise with his hands.

It's so beautiful.

The forehead is so full, the eyelashes are so long when the eyes are downcast, the eyes look so gentle, the nose is high and straight, the shape of the lips is also perfect, I don’t know if they will be fierce when they are relatives...

Qiao Yecheng narrowed his eyes, fascinatedly admiring Huo Chi's profile.

The screen of the mobile phone was burning with fingertips, and Huo Chi felt the same feeling on his face.

He distractedly glanced at Qiao Yecheng, and before Qiao Yecheng had time to react, Huo Chi lowered his head again.

"What's wrong?" He asked while playing the game.

Qiao Yecheng curled up his fingertips for a second, out of the nympho state, and said in a dull tone: "It's nothing... I just feel uncomfortable in my stomach. It will be better if I lie on my stomach..."

Huo Chi frowned, "Isn't it a bifurcation?"

"Ah, I can't tell where I feel uncomfortable now..." Qiao Yecheng rubbed his stomach indiscriminately, and his tone was aggrieved and stupid, "It seems that this area is not very comfortable..."

Huo Chi really has no temper, is Qiao Yecheng really his senior?How old is he? I can't even tell where I feel uncomfortable. Is it because I have a glass stomach? I can't eat spicy hot pot, and I can't run.

Before Huo Chi could think about what to say, from the corner of his eye, he saw Qiao Yecheng leaning towards him, the cheek resting on his arm was soft, with a little flesh squeezed out, it looked like jelly.

Jelly said very understandingly: "You play the game well, don't worry about me, I'm rubbing my stomach, it should get better in a while."

Huo Chi glanced at the hand on his stomach, it was long and thin, and he didn't even know how to use a little effort to rub his stomach, what's the use.

How come I didn't realize this guy was so stupid before.

He couldn't stand it and said: "You try harder, it's useless."

Knowing that this trick would work against Huo Chi, Qiao Yecheng frowned slightly, his movements were still weak and clumsy, "I've already used my strength..."

Huo Chi was speechless for a moment, and thought that Qiao Yecheng might be too weak in pain, so he freed up a hand in his busy schedule, stretched it over to cover the back of Qiao Yecheng's hand, grabbed his hand and pressed it vigorously in circles. After rubbing it a few times, "This is how it works."

Qiao Yecheng looked down at Huo Chi's hand with bulging veins and sharp knuckles, and asked in his heart: "Can you rub it for me?"