Dressed As a Paranoid Beauty’s Rival

All four were attracted by Yun Qiao's voice and the curious content in his words, and couldn't help but look over.

Pei Yu: "."

Yun Qiao's face flushed red after realizing what she had just said.

She quickly pulled the plate and sat inside, avoiding the eyes of the melon eaters.

Pei Yu had to follow Yun Qiao to put the plate in and sat down.

Yun Qiao felt that her face was burning, she reached out to touch it, and it was really hot. She explained to Pei Yu pitifully,

"I just said Lithops."

It's just that people who raise such succulents affectionately call their own Lithops a little butt.

"I know."

Pei Yu lowered his eyelashes and picked up the rice on the plate one by one.

"You can't give birth after all."

fart

You can't give birth!

Yun Qiao refused to accept it, and sullenly picked up the dishes on the plate. She also lost interest in her favorite fish-flavored pork shreds.

Picking it up, Yun Qiao remembered the post just now, but couldn't help but took out her phone and looked at the pictures posted by the account "Slim Sun".

The thin sun has raised a lot of Lithops, the colorful little buttocks in the photo, two are blooming, and three are hollow to varying degrees, and one of them has a tender green bud in the middle. come out.

So cute.

Yun Qiao couldn't help showing the photo to Pei Yu.

Pei Yu stopped the dishes and felt that the picture in the photo was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember what it looked like.

but-

"This thing also blooms?"

Pei Yu lifted his eyelids to look at Yun Qiao, his handsome eyebrows were raised lightly, and in the dark eyes he was almost able to say, "Are you trying to kill me?" These big words.

Yun Qiao Yu Guang, who was suddenly dismantled, glanced at the well-opened **** flowers on the screen of her mobile phone and felt a chill on her back. She couldn't help but quibble for herself.

"Don't worry, this thing can't be opened so early, and it's only ten yuan to buy something, how can you just open it."

"When the time comes, I'll take it away."

Pei Yu put down the chopsticks in his hand, he stared at Yun Qiao closely, without speaking, chewing the rice he just brought into his mouth, elegant and calm, but Yun Qiao felt that he wanted to eat himself alive.

"Ho-"

"Sure enough, it's a ten-dollar gift."

Yun Qiao sniffed, dissatisfied with Pei Yu's ridicule.

"Brother, it's okay to say this in front of me. Don't say it in front of a little **** when you go back."

"People are pregnant now!"

"People have life and can accompany you for a lifetime, how can you measure it with money!"

Hearing what she said, Pei Yu pushed Yun Qiao's plate away with chopsticks.

"This vegetable, this meat, this rice has life. Don't eat it."

"How can this be the same?"

Yun Qiao followed her dinner plate and sat diagonally opposite Pei Yu.

"The value of these ingredients that I eat into my stomach and convert into energy cannot be measured in money."

"A whole lot of crookedness."

Pei Yu stopped arguing with her. After he finished eating, he took out a bag of tissues, took out a tissue, and was about to wipe his mouth, when Yun Qiao snorted again.

"Brother, are you not going to eat?"

At home on weekdays, Pei Yu's bowl is one size smaller than Yun Qiao's, and Yun Qiao didn't notice anything wrong. Now is the first time to eat with him in the cafeteria. The two dishes and one soup in it seemed to be completely untouched.

"Yeah." Pei Yu replied gently, "It's almost eaten."

tsk tsk.

Yun Qiao stared at the food on Pei Yu's plate and bit his chopsticks.

No wonder the stomach problem is so serious, if it goes on like this, it is necessary to cultivate immortals?

She quickly gave Pei Yu the fish-flavored shredded pork on her plate,

"Try this, it's delicious."

Pei Yu saw that the gravy was overflowing on his rice, and the plump rice was covered with soup, which seemed to make people appetizing.

After hesitating for a long time, Pei Yu still picked up his chopsticks, wrapped a little dish with rice, and carefully put it into his mouth.

Yun Qiao looked at his star eyes, expecting his reaction,

How about it, "Is it delicious?"

The fish-flavored shredded pork itself has a slightly sour taste that melts in the taste buds, mixed with salty and sweet tastes, the salty aroma of the meat and the coolness of the fungus lettuce are very rich.

Pei Yu looked at Yun Qiao's smile and couldn't say anything to refuse. After he swallowed the food slowly, he replied to Yun Qiao's words calmly.

"not bad."

Hearing the praise, Yun Qiao immediately floated away, she laughed,

"Where is it not bad, it is simply delicious in the world."

Pei Yu pulled out another piece of paper from the tissue bag. He looked at Yun Qiao. The young man smiled too wanton, and the two pear eddies at the corners of his mouth appeared again on his white and tender face.

Pei Yu reached out, put her fingers on Yun Qiao's forehead, and pushed her bent waist up.

"Eat quickly."

"Okay, okay." Yun Qiao suppressed her smile, "I'll eat it right away."

Pei Yu carefully wiped his lips, while Yun Qiao, who was gobbling down, just finished eating.

Yun Qiao stretched out her hand to her brother as she should,

"Paper."

Pei Yu stared at Yun Qiao,

"so rude."

Seeing that Pei Yu was reluctant to give it to herself, Yun Qiao understood it instantly and learned Zhao Ziyi's "Dear xx" sentence pattern.

"Dear classmate Pei Yu and my godfather and son, can you give your dear brother a piece of paper?"

Pei Yu pressed the corner of his mouth,

"So what should you call me?"

This question Yun Qiao will,

"My good brother!"

Pei Yu gave Yun Qiao a "this is almost the same" expression, and then handed the paper in his hand to Yun Qiao, and then covered the tissue paper as it was originally. After careful consideration, he put it in his trouser pocket. inside.

After the two had lunch, Yun Qiao greeted Pei Yu,

"Let's not go back to the classroom for now, let's go to the lounge for a rest."

Yun Qiao had always thought that she was reincarnated as a sleepy worm. She had not taken a nap for almost a week recently, which had tortured her so much that she had to rest.

Pei Yu's eyes followed Yun Qiao's guidance towards Nuo Xin's accommodation area.

He never went there to rest. He usually had lunch, and he always stayed in the classroom by himself, or went to a hidden place to listen to music.

Yun Qiao pulled Pei Yu forward and explained to him as he walked.

"They live in a single room for one person. I visited last time. It's like a small apartment. It has everything in it, but the lunch break is not so lucky, because the school has to prepare a lunch break for all students. place, so there are four beds in one room."

Yun Qiao looked back at Pei Yu,

"Some people don't live with others just for the lunch break. They apply to live on campus and pay the accommodation fee. They get a single apartment, just to take a break at noon, and then ask for leave to go home every night."

"But it's too much trouble, let's not be picky, we will do it first?"

This is a condition that the rich second generation can't see, but for Yun Qiao, who lived in an eight-person room for several years when he was studying, and even squeezed into a ward of dozens of people, it was already very good.

Pei Yu did not immediately agree with Yun Qiao's words, he retracted his gaze and told Yun Qiao,

"Go and see first."

The two came to the lounge together. There were dozens of rooms on the first floor. The class number was marked in front of each room, and the room also had bed numbers, arranged according to the student number.

Yun Qiao took Pei Yu and helped him read the road signs all the way until he saw the fourth class and one bed.

"Brother." Yun Qiao sent Pei Yu in, "This is your bedroom."

Pei Yu was a little puzzled.

"Aren't we together?"

"How can you, the beds are all made up, one-to-one, so it's more clean and hygienic."

"Only your school cards can open the door of this room."

"Well-"

"All right."

Pei Yu took out his school card and opened the door of the room, where two classmates who were "turning on the lights" for review were instantly stunned.

Another was on the second floor of the duplex, holding a book and reaching out.

"You, you, why are you here?"

Song Xiaoming was a little shocked. The three of them had all slept in this dormitory for a year, and Pei Yuke had never come.

Since the card swiped to open the door, then Pei Yu must be this bedroom, Yun Qiao stretched out her head from behind Pei Yu,

"My brother is here to rest and take a nap."

"Oh, oh well, Pei's bed is on the second floor."

This bedroom temporarily used for naps was also changed from the original single-person loft bedroom. There are two single beds up and down. There are toilets and simple kitchen cabinets at the entrance. Much narrower.

Usually only Song Xiaoming is alone on the second floor, there is not much space for two beds, and everyone thinks that Pei Yu will definitely not come to squeeze the dormitory with everyone, so Song Xiaoming usually has books, sundries, snacks and drinks, etc. Put it on Pei Yu's bed.

When he saw Pei Yu coming, he quickly stood up and packed his things.

Pei Yu walked up the narrow and steep wooden stairs, and he saw the bed that no one had slept in for more than a year. Song Xiaoming was standing beside him. The bed was full of books and debris that had been rescued from Pei Yu's bed just now. He looked cautiously, like a quail.

After arranging Pei Yu properly, Yun Qiao should also leave. She stood below and greeted her brother,

"Brother, then I'll go first, see you tonight!"

Yun Qiao's room was at the end of the first floor. He swiped the door of the room, and the music on the second floor resounded throughout the room. Downstairs, Xu Han couldn't stand it.

He stood up and took two steps back, until he could see the second floor clearly, and taught Zhou Yang a lesson.

"Zhou Yang, are you going to let people sleep?"

The same is true of their dormitory. Usually there are only three of them, Yun Qiao, Zhou Yang, and Xu Han. It's not that no one is here, it's because the boys in their class are divided into the last three of them.

And because Nuo Xin's student numbers are ranked according to grades, the three of them are more than one dish, and one is more noisy than the other.

Yun Qiao minimized her sense of existence as much as possible, closed the door, and deliberately connected the sound to the deafening background music.

Seeing that Xu Han was about to run away, Yun Qiao couldn't bear it anymore, she went upstairs to reprimand Zhou Yang,

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Yang was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, playing games with his mobile phone,

"Then you have to ask the guy downstairs, how did he torture me when you weren't here for the past few days, I just played a song for him to listen to."

"Is this too much?"

Hearing Zhou Yang talking about this, Yun Qiao remembered, Xu Han is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp. He and Zhou Yang have always been out of alignment.

Zhou Yang's energy is good, and it will be fine if he doesn't take a nap for a day, but the original owner is not good. She has made Xu Han twice because of her family relationship, so when there is Yun Qiao, Xu Han will not do those little tricks. When I came through the book, I only saw these two white eyes flying into the sky temporarily, but I never saw any real conflict.

It seems that in the past few days when I was away, something happened in the bedroom.

Yun Qiao did not persuade him either.

"You two can deal with your grievances whatever you want. I'm innocent."

Yun Qiao walked over to unplug the audio power supply, and made a big X with her arm in front of her chest.

"Don't affect me."

"嘁~~~"

Zhou Yang turned over and continued to play the game. Although he was verbally impatient, he did not make any strange noises to affect Yun Qiao.

Here Xu Han saw that Zhou Yang was no longer a demon. Although he was still angry, he didn't say anything.

Finally, Yun Qiao wore a blindfold and slept comfortably.

Pei Yu's side was a little depressed. The fourth class were all academic bullies. The mid-term exam was approaching, and they didn't think about taking a break. The sound of brushing the tip of the nose across the paper at noon made Pei Yu almost neurasthenia. .

Moreover, I don't know what happened, while sleeping on this bed, Pei Yu felt a little itchy on his body, and he couldn't press it any more.

After she slept well at noon, Yun Qiao became more efficient in her studies in the afternoon, but she had almost finished her review, so she took out the class quiz papers that the original owners had done.

Maybe it was because the mid-term exam was coming the next day, Yun Qiao's mind was even tighter, and she learned more seriously, but Zhao Ziyi, because she had been cramming all the time, finally started to get anxious. If you study more seriously, before you know it, a day's course will pass.

Yun Qiao learned from yesterday's experience, and when she went home today, she did not bring many books, but only brought English composition templates and listening exercises.

She went back to the room to take a shower, put on her white cat head slippers and cartoon pajamas, and then went to Pei Yu's room.

Knocking on Pei Yu's door, he sat quietly on the chair in the study just like yesterday.

Yun Qiao was thinking about the little **** flower who was going to give birth, so she ran over.

Picking up the Lithops on the desk, the thick leaves of the purple Lithops became more shriveled, and the nutrients seemed to be supplied to the little buttocks that had not yet emerged.

Yun Qiao picked up the watering can on the table, snorted twice, and sprayed some more water, but didn't dare to spray too much, just watching the water wet the gray layer.

After settling down, Yun Qiao sat down obediently and took out her English listening practice book. She was very proud.

"I also listened to two sets of listening today. One set was only wrong, and the other was correct."

Pei Yu reached out and took the exercise book from Yun Qiao's hand. There was nothing wrong with it. The only wrong one contained a new word that Yun Qiao didn't know, and she marked it out.

"pretty good."

There was a faint itch on his arm, Pei Yu couldn't help but stretched out his hand to scratch through his clothes, and his back was a little itchy, Pei Yu pursed his lips, he didn't want Yun Qiao to see that he was uncomfortable.

So he pointed to the listening article and asked Yun Qiao to do it again. It was not difficult for Yun Qiao.

But when she was working hard, she found that Pei Yu, who had always been calm and indifferent, couldn't help but stretch out her hand to do some strange actions many times, and there was an abnormal morbid blush under her fair face.

Yun Qiao stopped, and when the voice broadcast was reading section 3, he took off his earphones and turned his clear eyes to Pei Yu.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

How strange, even the lips turned bright red.

The young Yun Qiao, who was poisoned by the novel, remembered the kind of aphrodisiac/medicine in Xianxia Wen and Ba Zong Wen that could not get out of bed without fighting for eight days and eight nights, Yun Qiao cautiously stepped back.

Isn't this a campus essay? Shouldn't be like that.

hiss-

Yun Qiao gasped, she didn't seem to have read this kind of text before.

Pei Yu's usually cold eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and it was a little wet. He couldn't help but put his hand on his shoulder and gently press and rub it.

"It seems a little itchy."

Fuck it, hit it!

What does the r text say

Feeling itchy? Desire/fire? No consciousness at all?

Just looking for someone to help me relieve the itch! ?

Yun Qiao moved her **** back again. Although she felt that she was in danger, Yun Qiao kindly reminded Pei Yu,

"Brother, today Yin Yuyan, Ning Shan, Shen Mengmeng, did they give you anything strange?"

Like aphrodisiac/medicine or something.

Pei Yu lowered his slender eyelashes, a thin layer of mist, his lips became more and more blushing, and the itch that came out of his body made him bite his lips.

"No."

"Um-"

He opened his eyelids to look at Yun Qiao, there was a glint in his black eyes,

"It's itchy."