I’m Always the Villain

Zhou Ruoqing couldn't help but take two steps back.

Immediately after that, he reacted a bit cowardly, and his steps back stopped immediately, and he looked at the boy opposite vigilantly.

Younger than him, stronger than him, better than him, even taller than him.

Zhou Ruoqing glanced at the boy in front of him jealously, with a very unkind tone, "I'm talking to my boyfriend, what are you meddling with?"

Chi Ye stood in front of Sang Jiuchi, and his anger exploded.

When he didn't speak, he had an aura that didn't match his age, but now with anger, it was even more frightening.

His murderous appearance looked like a demon that had climbed up from hell.

It seemed that Zhou Ruoqing's head could be unscrewed in the next second.

Lin Fu's voice came from the dormitory at an inopportune time, casting a strange atmosphere on the scene of the daggers.

Chi Ye didn't even look at the dormitory, but stared at Zhou Ruoqing coldly, saying word by word, "Senior Sang said, he broke up with you and told you to stay away from him, are you deaf? "

The sound in the room stopped abruptly.

A deep male voice said, "What's the matter, complain? Who is outside?"

A very high voice came from inside, "Zhou Ruoqing, who is outside?"

Zhou Ruoqing frowned, how did I know that.

I don't care who this kind of kid is without all the hair.

Chiye took two steps forward, looking down at the boy in front of him coldly, "Remember, I'm Chiye from the first-year class of the National Dance Department. Don't let me see you harassing Senior Sang again, otherwise don't blame me. You're welcome."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Zhou Ruoqing, grabbed the sleeves of Sang Jiuchi's coat, and walked towards the stairs.

Sang Jiuchi let him lead without resisting, and just disappeared from Zhou Ruoqing's field of vision.

Zhou Ruoqing suddenly became anxious.

Sang Jiuchi was actually holding the boy.

Although he and Sang Jiuchi were in a relationship, Sang Jiuchi only allowed him to get closer to him.

Not to mention kissing, there is not even the lowest physical contact like holding hands.

Even leaning your arms together across your clothes is a luxury.

But today, Sang Jiuchi actually let him lead? !

What is his relationship with Sang Jiuchi? Who is he?

Department of folk dance once a year? Isn't that Lin v.'s class?

Zhou Ruoqing pursed his lips and frowned, and gently opened the door.

In the room, the rich heather fragrance filled every corner, and Zhou Ruoqing's brows furrowed even tighter.

On the single bed, Lin Fu looked at himself carefully with watery eyes, and even the third child looked at him with a strange look.

Zhou Ruoqing's voice was very calm, "Sang Jiuchi was outside just now, and then another boy came. He said he was Chi Ye from the first-grade class of the folk dance department. Do you know him? Tell me."

Lin Fu was stunned for a moment, and the originally happy expression suddenly became embarrassed and embarrassed.

His voice was hoarse and trembling, "Just now... Chi Ye was outside?"

Seeing Lin Fu's expression, Zhou Ruoqing's expression changed slightly, "You care about him?"

Lin Fu bit his lip with his teeth, his expression tangled.

After a long time, Lin Fu said, "He was the first place in our department's entrance examination in dance, and I was the second place."

Zhou Ruoqing raised his eyebrows, his eyes mocking, "And he looks good and has a good figure. So what? Did you like him?"

Lin Fu shook uncontrollably, and quickly explained: "No, our midterm exam is about pas de deux, and the score is very high. I just want to partner with him. Our midterm exam results directly determine the final evaluation. With his cooperation, the final test score will be very high."

Zhou Ruoqing closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, "So you're just doing it for the exam results? You don't have any other ideas?"

The third student of Xueba was still pinching his neck, Lin Fu quickly shook his head, "How could I still pretend to be someone else in my heart? You think too much."

Zhou Ruoqing stopped talking.

Anyway, you have installed so many, are you afraid of one more?

But he was too lazy to confront Lin Fu, took his schoolbag from the table, Zhou Ruoqing waved at the two of them, "You guys continue, I'll go first."

The third student of Xueba stopped Zhou Ruoqing, "Brother, something is wrong with you today. It's been wrong since yesterday, are you alright? Did you complain to make you angry?"

Zhou Ruo swept his eyes and saw Lin Fu looked at him timidly.

He smiled, "How can you make me angry when you tell me that you are so good?"

"That's the Sang Jiuchi who didn't come yesterday?" Xueba's third child's tone was full of disdain, "Isn't he an orphan with no father or mother, why are you angry with him? Now, if you can't be angry, tell a few brothers and we'll find someone to clean him up."

Zhou Ruoqing widened his eyes and roared, "You dare!"

The third student of Xueba and Lin Fu were stunned at the same time.

The third child of Xueba smiled awkwardly, "Brother, what's wrong with you, are you really attracted to that... poor beauty?"

Immediately afterwards, his eyes lit up, "Are you not pursuing a lawsuit? Then don't we have another rival in love? If you go after your little beauty, we will definitely support you. But you have to think clearly, Sang Jiuchi is just an orphan who wants nothing, can you be so concerned about it?"

poor beauty...

Zhou Ruoqing lowered his head.

Yes, Sang Jiuchi is just an orphan who wants money but no money, and wants power but no power.

It's okay to keep him at home as a canary.

There's no need to be so serious.

A struggle flashed in Zhou Ruoqing's eyes, but it was Sang Jiuchi, different from ordinary canaries.

Lin Fu is about the same as being a canary. If someone like Sang Jiuchi is locked in a cage, he will kill himself by hitting the bird cage one day.

Looking at Xueba's mocking eyes, Zhou Ruoqing gritted his teeth, "Don't think too much, I just haven't had enough fun. Don't touch him for now, wait until I'm tired of playing."

He turned his face with his brothers for an orphan, it was too cheap.

Glancing at Lin Fu, Zhou Ruoqing smiled softly, "Of course my favorite is Fufu. I heard that Sang Jiuchi was embarrassing you when he was teaching you. I'll play with him to vent your anger, okay?"

Lin Fu's eyes flickered, and he nodded obediently, "Thank you, big brother."

With Lin Fu's cover, Zhou Ruoqing felt a lot more relaxed, "I still have an online class today. I'll go first. Come on and close the door, and be quiet. I heard it outside just now."

Lin Fu blushed and dripped blood, the third student of Xueba laughed twice, walked to the door and pushed Zhou Ruoqing outside, "Go quickly, I must die in bed today."

After finally leaving the dense room, Zhou Ruoqing took a deep breath and let it out again, as if he wanted to spit out the troubles in his heart.

In the breath of the nose, I smelled the rich and sweet fragrance again.

Zhou Ruoqing looked at the hands hanging on both sides and hated it into his pockets.

The taste is heavier.

Yesterday I could smell it just by putting my hand on my nose, but today I can smell it with my hand down.

Not only does it not wash off, but it gets heavier and heavier.

What will tomorrow look like?

Zhou Ruoqing returned to his apartment and washed his hands several times.

But no matter how he washed it, the smell still filled his nose all the time.

It’s okay to walk in the open air, but once you enter a closed room, the smell will slowly accumulate, and it will soon fill any corner.

It was a shallow layer at first, and then it was so thick that it couldn't be melted.

It was like this in Lin Fu's room yesterday. The smell that Lin Fu could not smell disturbed and tempted him every second.

Lin Fu, who used to look delicious to him, suddenly became dull and didn't even respond.

Zhou Ruoqing looked down at his waist, fear flashed in his eyes.

He won't... can't he? !

When the box arrived here, Zhou Ruoqing quickly ran into the study, took out a CD from the drawer and played it on the computer.

It didn't take long for intense action to appear on the screen.

Zhou Ruoqing looked down at his limp waist again.

The booster that used to be able to quickly enter the state every time before, but today it is of no use.

Taking out the CD, Zhou Ruoqing changed another one.

The result is still the same.

At this moment, his movements were not as dashing as they were at the beginning. He was rummaging in the cabinet, trying one method.

Games, comics, novels, radio dramas, anime, movies…

Tried everything I could.

The result is all the same!

After a long time, Zhou Ruoqing lay on the ground in despair.

He glanced at his mobile phone, as if he was holding the last life-saving straw, and opened "Doctor Online".

"Hello, doctor, may I ask if Shi Geng can't get up suddenly, what should I do?"

"Hello patient, please explain your situation in detail. Your age, gender, symptoms."

Zhou Ruoqing gritted his teeth and entered all the information.

A few minutes later, there was a reply.

"Hello patient, according to your symptom description, you may suffer from impotence. Please don't worry, the cure rate of this disease is very high in our hospital. I suggest you add WeChat here, hoping to learn more about the symptoms and come as soon as possible. The hospital checks it up. The sooner it is treated, the easier it will be to recover.”

A string of WeChat messages was left on the opposite side.

Can be cured!

Zhou Ruoqing let go of his high-hanging heart. He copied the WeChat ID on the opposite side and added it, and found that the other side's name was "Shoucheng Men's Hospital - The Gospel of Men".

Why does it feel so unreliable?

Zhou Ruoqing hesitated for a while, but added the other party's WeChat.

Once it is added, the other party will throw him several impotence hazards.

Immediately afterwards, he sent him several cases after he was cured.

Finally, I asked a question from the opposite side: "Hello patient, it is impossible to intuitively determine the cause through your text description. It is suspected that you are obstructive impotence caused by excessive indulgence. What time do you have to come to the hospital for treatment?"

Zhou Ruoqing had been frightened by the information thrown over by the customer service staff just now, so he quickly replied, "I have time in the afternoon."

Opposite: "Can I make an appointment for an afternoon inspection today, can I do it at 2 pm?"

Zhou Ruoqing did not dare to delay any longer.

Overindulgence?

Probably.

During that time, he and Lin Fu worked day and night, so could it be possible? !

So this disease of yours was caused by Lin Fu? !

hateful!

Zhou Ruoqing didn't dare to delay the illness, so he quickly replied, "Yes, I'll be there this afternoon."

He was scared to death, but the real culprit was enjoying himself in the dance studio.

It's still room 1103. This time, Sang Jiuchi didn't ask Chiye to take off his clothes, but just asked him to pull off the white cloth strips used for covering.

With the feeling of yesterday, Chi Ye entered the mood very quickly today.

Not only has the emotional rendering been completed, but even the movements have achieved the ultimate perfection.

"Just choose this song." Sang Jiuchi put down his phone and looked at Chi Ye, who was hot, "For the pas de deux, choose "Above the River"."

"Teacher, "Above the River" can perform double dance?" Chi Ye wondered, "Isn't this a solo dance?"

Sang Jiuchi nodded, "It's a solo dance, but you can also dance in pairs. You'll be the general, and I'll be the enemy's general. Let's dance opposites."

Chi Ye's eyes lit up after hearing this, "If this is the setting, the two enemies will fight each other, and there will be much less physical contact."

Sang Jiuchi nodded with satisfaction, "What else?"

Chi Ye didn't think about it, "Also, because we are enemies, we are in an equal relationship. There is no such thing as anyone who accompanies others. Both of us are protagonists. As long as we dance well, we will be very good."

Sang Jiuchi's eyes were filled with a smile, "You are really excellent."

Chi Ye was very embarrassed when he was suddenly praised.

The temperature in the room had already risen, and Sang Jiuchi took off his jacket, revealing the white sweater inside.

After hanging the coat on the hanger, Sang Jiuchi groped his chin and said, "I choreographed a dance yesterday, because it was changed to a duet, so your movements also need to be changed. There is still a week left, as long as there is no Come and practice after class. Of course, in addition to practicing together, you also have to practice privately in the dormitory or other places. There is also…”

The milky white sweater was a little loose, and it was worn on Sang Jiuchi, making him extra slender.

Chiye's eyes were unconsciously placed on Sang Jiuchi's lips, and Sang Jiuchi's lips were also pink and tender, unlike the lips of their elders, which were dark in color.

The pink and tender open and close, like the ripe strawberries in the strawberry garden in the back mountain of their home.

It looks so sweet, I really want to try it.

Chi Ye's thoughts have run away. Yesterday, didn't he taste it yesterday? At that time, Senior Sang fell ill, and it was he who prevented Senior Sang from self-harm with his mouth.

By the way, what happened to Senior Sang's mouth?

His eyes swept across Sang Jiuchi's delicate lips, and Chi Ye quickly found the wound.

The wound was hidden a little deep, and it was only faintly visible when Sang Jiuchi opened his mouth to speak.

He couldn't hear what Sang Jiuchi was talking about, Chiye stepped forward instinctively, reached out and pinched his moving lips.

Open it up, revealing the wound inside.

Chi Ye asked in a low voice, "Does your lips still hurt?"

Suddenly, Chi Ye was stunned.

The scattered eyes refocused, and Chi Ye realized what he had done.

He did! Grab Senior Sang's lips and look at his wound!

It's still when Senior Sang is conscientiously imparting knowledge!

Chi Ye quickly let go of his hand, took two steps back and apologized hastily: "Old, teacher, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Sang Jiuchi sighed, "Did you hear what I said just now?"

Chi Ye recalled seriously, "The teacher said, you choreographed the dance and let me learn it again. Come to practice when you have time, and practice in private when you have time."

Sang Jiuchi said "um", "What about the back?"

Chi Ye scratched his head helplessly, "I didn't hear it later."

Sang Jiuchi stood up and walked in front of Chi Ye, "I said later that if I want to practice duet dance, dancing is secondary. The first thing is to overcome my hidden illness. I need you to help me desensitize."

Desensitization?

Desensitized like yesterday?

Chi Ye's heart was beating wildly with "plop plop", but he asked earnestly, "How can I help you?"

Sang Jiuchi's eyes were not shy: "The doctor said to have more contact with people, from shallow to deep, step by step."

Suddenly there was a very ethereal association, and Chi Ye's face suddenly turned red.

What does shallow mean?

What does deep mean? !

Chi Ye lowered his head and tentatively asked, "Specifically...what do I need to do?"

Sang Jiuchi looked at Chiye, the big golden retriever, a little funny, he coughed lightly, and said businessly: "The shallowest layer is holding hands, then hugging, and we'll talk about it later, let's contact these two first. "

Chi Ye raised his head, somewhat uncertain, "That's it?"

Sang Jiuchi sneered, "Otherwise? What else? Is it the same as yesterday? Of course not, you think beautifully."

Chino lowered his head.

Not the same as yesterday.

He felt fine.

Before Chi Ye could say anything, Sang Jiuchi had already picked up his hand and clasped his fingers together.

Chi Ye looked down at the crossed hands of the two, his eyes darkened a bit.

Sang Jiuchi's hands are so thin, long and thin, and very fair.

Sang Jiuchi interlaced one hand with Chiye's fingers, and opened the other hand wide, "Come on, hug me."