After putting down his phone, the Duan Jiayan got out of bed.

Although it hurt, he still decided to wash up.

Song Yi saw that he was walking slowly in his slippers. When he lowered his head to wash his face, the back of his neck was red. Song Yi quickly reminded him, "Xiao Duan, the back of your neck is red.

Are you allergic again? "

The Duan Jiayan nodded as he washed his face.

Song Yi finally realized why he was sitting on the bed motionless this morning. "Does it hurt?

Why don't you go to the classroom and look for the class monitor — "

The Duan Jiayan finished washing his face and shook off the water droplets on his hands. "He said he'll be here in a bit."

Song Yi was stunned. "Huh?

He's coming to our dorm? "

The Duan Jiayan nodded. "Give me a mark."

Song Yi was silent for a while before suddenly saying, "Xiao Duan!!"

The Duan Jiayan was caught off guard and instinctively shouted back, "What!!"

Song Yi: "I think!

Class monitor!

I think!

It's possible!

Probably!

Probably — "

The Duan Jiayan raised his eyebrows and looked like he was asking what Song Yi was going to say.

Song Yi sighed. "Forget it, I'll go first."

Song Yi said as he went to grab his bag.

After a while.

Song Yi felt that this matter was really difficult to settle. He turned around and looked at Duan Jiayan from head to toe, sighed, and said pointedly, "Brother, you're quite good-looking, but your brain doesn't know how to think."

The Duan Jiayan: "???"

Song Yi: "You're wasting God's gift."

The Duan Jiayan: "What's wrong with me?"

Song Yi: "You don't know how to appreciate your fortune."

The Duan Jiayan: "Speak properly."

"Forget it."

Song Yi knew when to stop. She smiled ambiguously and changed the topic, "When you finish marking, remember to tell me if the class leader's bite was satisfying."

After Song Yi finished speaking, she opened the door.

Seeing the boy standing outside the door, Song Yi was slightly stunned. She quickly put away the lewd smile on her face and said with youthful vigor, "Well, class monitor, good morning."

Duan Jiayan was washing his hands on the balcony. He could not see the dormitory door and did not know who had come.

Hearing Song Yi's words, the Duan Jiayan sneered from the balcony. He was afraid that Song Yi couldn't hear him, so he said in a louder voice, "You even bit me? How could you be so obscene?

Do you want me to bite you too? Tell me, does it feel good? "

Song Yi: "…"

Song Yi looked at Lu Xingci in front of him, who was looking up slightly. He only felt that the surroundings had fallen into a deathly silence.

"Sure."

Lu Xingci looked at the figure on the balcony and suddenly broke the silence absent-mindedly, "Where do you want to bite?"

Song Yi: "…"

Heavens! Ahhhhhh!

What kind of nonsense is this?!

When the Duan Jiayan heard his voice, he was stunned.

Then, he hopped over in two steps.

"Lu Ge!" The Duan Jiayan wailed like a ghost and howled like a wolf. "I'm going to die from the pain, hurry up and give me a hug!"

The Duan Jiayan had probably been tormented by stress all night. Now that he saw his savior, he no longer cared about his image.