They Are Not Human!

One famous grass has the owner, the other has the grass, goodbye and the intimate behavior of the two, the two girls quickly realized the relationship between Io and Wen Qing.

The girl who greeted her was stunned for a while, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

The other girl was silent for a moment, and couldn't help saying to Io: "That classmate, we just want to trouble you to move."

"You blocked the QR code."

Saying that, the girl raised her finger and pointed to the QR code that was half blocked by Io, and shook the phone again.

Io looked down at the QR code and snorted calmly, not feeling ashamed at all.

He leaned beside Wen Qing and hugged him even tighter.

Io didn't change his face, his expression was as usual.

Wen Qing's face was not as thick as his, and her cheeks were slightly red, she quickly took the pork ribs rice cake handed over by her grandmother, and walked quickly to the dormitory area.

After walking a distance, I could vaguely hear the excited voices of the two girls.

"Fuck, I almost called out just now."

"They're a good match."

"I feel so too."

"I don't know if it's from our school."

...

Wen Qing stepped slightly, then walked faster.

When he walked into the bedroom area, he couldn't even see the wheel of the spare ribs rice cake, and then he turned his head to look at Io.

At the moment when he tilted his head, Io also looked over, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be asking him what was going on.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said slowly, "That one just now..."

Io said casually: "I'm so handsome, it's normal for them to not see the QR code."

Wen Qing: "…"

Girls don't say that at all!

"No," he said after a pause, "I meant to say—"

Halfway through, two boys approached, Wen Qing stopped.

Io glanced at them, completely ignoring passers-by, and said to Wen Qing, "What do you want to say?"

"Someone said we were a good match?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth, but didn't say a word, Io said again: "This is the truth."

Wen Qing: "…"

His brows twitched, and he couldn't help but say, "I just wanted to say that no one else asked us what our relationship was. You, you, don't take the initiative to show off."

Io looked at him and said lazily, "So when someone asks, can I show off?"

Wen Qing was silent, his original intention was to make Io restrain a little.

But Io's understanding...is not wrong either.

Seeing that Wen Qing's face was written with why you wanted to show off so much, Io raised his lips and said slowly, "You can't blame me for that."

"It's not that I want to show off."

Wen Wei was slightly startled, looked up at him, and thought, who's to blame?

Is there any task?

What is the price to pay for wearing the skin of ordinary people? Like the daughter of the sea?

...

In an instant, countless serious reasons flashed through Wen Qing's mind.

He frowned slightly, his expression became serious, and he asked seriously, "Then why?"

When Wen Qing's face was serious, his lips were pursed tightly, his pupils were black and bright, and those who were staring at him would only think he was cute, not serious.

Io couldn't help bending his fingers, raised his hand to squeeze his face, and said eloquently, "You can't blame me."

"It's your fault."

Wen Qing: "…"

He looked at Io silently, turned his head and left.

He was speechless, but the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

Incredibly funny.

Back in the bedroom, Wen Qing handed three spare ribs rice cakes to Song Qiang and the other to Yiou.

Io was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this one to be bought for him.

Wen Qing blinked his eyes and asked, "Aren't you either?"

"Yes," Io immediately took it, raising his eyebrows, "this is not an ordinary pork ribs rice cake."

Before he could say the next sentence, Song Qiang nodded in agreement: "This is a pork ribs rice cake that is only sold once a month."

Io: "…"

Wen Qing sat in front of the desk and organized her schoolbag in front of the class schedule.

Suddenly, there was the sound of pulling a chair beside him.

It was Io, pulling a chair and walking towards him.

The sound was loud, as if it was deliberately audible.

Song Qiang turned his head and glanced, seeing Io and Wen Qing squeezed together again, and asked casually, "Have you not finished planning your subject yet?"

"It's done." Io turned sideways and leaned against the back of the chair so that Song Qiang could see clearly, there was no computer on the table.

He swayed the chair, and the tip of his toes also followed little by little on the gentle legs of the chair.

Song Qiang saw that Io didn't use the computer, and also saw the movements of Io's feet.

Seems to be a bit of a weird vibe.

With a murmur in his heart, he stuffed a piece of rice cake into his mouth, and his brain was instantly occupied by the taste buds.

Song Qiang opened his eyes wide and said to Io, "Fuck."

Io raised his jaw slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Song Qiang: "Delicious!"

Io: "…"

Song Qiang: "Hurry up and eat!"

Io picked up the bamboo stick, inserted a piece of rice cake, and handed it to Wen Qing's mouth.

The door to the bathroom was opened, and when Xu Fengfeng came out, what he saw was the scene of feeding.

He stopped, staring at Wen Qing and Io.

Io lifted his eyelids and asked slowly, "Do you have anything to say?"

Xu Fengfeng looked at him and then at Wen Qing: "You guys..."

Io: "Huh?"

Xu Fengfeng took a deep breath of the aroma of pork ribs and rice cakes in the air, and continued, "Eat it quickly."

"It won't taste good when it's cold."

Io: "…"

Wen Qing bit down on the pork ribs rice cake and sorted out the textbook while chewing.

Io fed him a piece and ate a piece himself.

After eating a whole serving of pork ribs and rice cakes, neither Song Qiang nor Xu Fengfeng said anything about their actions.

Io turned around, stared at Song Qiang, whose mouth was full of oil, and shouted, "Song Qiang."

Song Qiang turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Io said clearly: "Do you see what's different about me?"

Song Qiang looked him up and down, and after a while, he said tentatively, "Have you cut your hair?"

Io: "...No."

Song Qiang: "...you fine-tuned it?"

Io: "…"

Io looked at Song Qiang blankly: "Look at me, is there something more?"

Wen Qing: "…"

Song Qiang stared at Yiou, slowed down his speech, and said tentatively, "You seem to have more...patient roommates?"

Io: "…"

Wen Qing: "…"

Wen Qing put away her textbook, got up and walked to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. After closing the door, she could hear Song Qiang asking Xu Fengfeng.

"Did you see that? What's more in Io?"

"He has a stupid roommate named Song Qiang."

"…"

That night, Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng found nothing wrong.

The next day's class was at 8 o'clock, Wen Qing set the alarm clock at 7 o'clock, and the alarm clock went off immediately after it rang for a second, so as not to disturb other people's rest.

He climbed out of bed and glanced at Io's bed subconsciously, it was empty.

There was a slight movement in the bathroom.

Wen Qing walked over to open the door, and saw Io standing in front of the washstand brushing his teeth, his hair was a little messy, and the ends of his hair were curled up, as if he had just woken up.

Wen Qing closed the door and asked softly, "Do you have morning class today too?"

Io snorted and lowered his head to rinse his mouth.

Wen Qing didn't think much, picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste, and just put it in her mouth, Yves leaned over and leaned in front of him, his voice was hoarse: "You don't even know your partner's class?"

His breath was scented with mint, cool, gentle but a little hot, and he said slowly, "It's the first time I've been someone else's partner, so I'm not very skilled."

Io gave a low laugh and said lazily, "You can learn from me."

Wen Qing: "…"

The voice fell, the door of the bathroom was suddenly opened, and Song Qiang walked in in a daze.

He yawned, and without opening his eyes, he groped to the washstand and asked, "What are you learning?"

Io: "How to be a good partner."

Song Qiang probably didn't hear what Io was talking about, so he lowered his head and washed his face with cold water before slowly reacting.

He looked up at Io and was shocked: "You let Wen Qing learn from you how to be a good partner?"

Io had left the bathroom. He stood outside the door and looked at Song Qiang: "Huh? Is there a problem?"

"There's no problem," Song Qiang muttered, "I'm just worried that you will mistake your son."

Io: "…"

He laughed angrily and asked, "Where have I misunderstood my children?"

Song Qiang said while brushing his teeth, "It's also your first time in love."

"And because of this, I have a little conflict with my friends, but now I haven't introduced the object to us, and I don't usually see you and the object together..."

Song Qiang said a lot, and Xu Fengfeng was awake, sitting on the bed and staring at them dully.

Io raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "It's not that I don't want to introduce it, it's my partner who said, don't show off everywhere."

"As for me, I'd rather listen to what my partner says."

"…"

Gentle brushing action.

Io leaned against the wall to look at him and asked inadvertently, "Right?"

Wen Qing nodded slowly, followed the topic and said, "Yes, it's not good to show off."

Io glanced at Song Qiang, and it was your turn to speak.

Song Qiang looked at Wen Qing, then looked at Io, thought about it carefully, and said to Io, "You're a good match..."

"Understandable."

Io: "…"

Wen Qing quickly rinsed his mouth and washed his face, walked out of the bathroom, put on his schoolbag and walked out: "I'm going to class."

Io also picked up his schoolbag and followed closely.

Xu Fengfeng climbed out of bed, looked at the two of them in tandem, and asked Song Qiang in confusion, "Why do I think Wen Qing and Io are a bit strange?"

Song Qiang spat out the toothpaste, nodded and said, "I think so too."

"Just now I talked about the object and sang together."

"I suspect Io..."

"what?"

"Behind the two of us, I have already introduced the object to Wen Qing."

"…"

In the morning, there will also be small vendors selling breakfast at the door of the dormitory area.

Wen Qing bought two breakfasts, handed one of them to Io, and said to him, "I have a class in Building 5."

Io took over: "I am also taking classes in Building 5."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, that's quite a coincidence.

He walked into Building 5, and Io also walked into Building 5.

He went up to the second floor, and Io also went up to the second floor.

He stopped at the entrance of classroom 204 in Area A, and Io stopped at the entrance of classroom 204 in Area A.

Wen Qing took a pause and turned to look at him: "Is your class today also linear algebra?"

Io nodded calmly: "Yes."

"My partner wants me to accompany him to class."

Wen Qing: "???"

"When did he say such a thing?"

Io thought about it and said casually, "Wait a while."

Wen Qing: "???"

Io: "When I finish the class with you, you will think about it."

Wen Qing: "…"