Chapter 20：

Chapter Twenty

Classmate Xu Yinyin was quite afraid of Li Cheng, the school boss, and immediately smeared the soles of her feet. +++Mobile reading visit m.novelhall.com

After making a mistake, Li Cheng dragged down the stairs and stood in front of Xiao Yiheng with his scalp.

Although I don't want to face Xiao Yiheng, it is definitely not Li Ge's code of conduct to run away when an accident occurs. He can only apologize to him with a shameless face, hoping that Master Xiao Yiheng will not remember the adult's fault and don't worry about it.

Xiao Yi Heng smiled, and pointed to his clothes that had been soaked with the washing pen water, and said, "I'm like this, you let me ignore it?"

His temperament was cold and solemn at first, but now his expression became stern, and he looked like a statue of ice, which was really bluffing.

If Li Cheng had a tail, it would have been caught in the (fart pi) stock by this time!

"I will be responsible!" He swore.

"Oh? How are you going to be responsible?"

In order to make up for the mistake, Li Cheng hurriedly took Xiao Yiheng to the swimming pool-the swimming pool was a special training ground for their swimming team, and ordinary students could not get in. There were special (geng) dressing rooms and bathrooms, which are now empty. Yes, it is suitable for Xiao Yiheng to wash and clean up.

Li Cheng used the code to open the door of the dressing room and sneaked in with Xiao Yiheng.

(More geng) The dressing room and the bathroom are connected together. There are several small cubicles in the bathroom, with hooks for hanging clothes, and even shampoo and shower (dew) are prepared, but the towels need to be prepared by yourself.

Li Cheng contributed his own bath towel and said, "It's still new."

Xiao Yiheng's tone didn't bring any waves: "Remind, this school uniform jacket on my body is also new."

The last school uniform jacket was left by Li Cheng in the alley, but Li Cheng "lost" it.

...

Seeing Xiao Yiheng's back disappearing behind the bathroom door, Li Cheng (touching Mo) (touching Mo) his nose, wandered around the (geng) dressing room two times, quite restless.

In order to divert attention, he took out his mobile phone and opened the campus forum of Hwaseong No. 1 Middle School. While shaking his legs, he browsed the posts, it was like sitting on a nail board under the (fart pi) stock.

Although it is now in class, the forum is particularly active, and I don’t know how many students are playing mobile phones under the cover of their desks.

Li Cheng clicked on the hottest post floating in the "irrigation area".

"[Seeking comfort] Just confessed to the ice beauty..."

lz: I was rejected as expected_(:3」∠)_

Li Cheng was at a loss: Ice Beauty? Does their school have this nickname omega?

There was a giggle in the post, all for watching the original poster's jokes.

[Why did this kind of post come again? Every month, some people don’t believe in evil and go to Bingmei to confess. After refusing, they come back crying, and they are more punctual than my aunt! 】

[Touching (touching Mo) the original poster, where is there no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why should I just love a melon? 】

[Don't be so grumpy on the first floor. The original poster made his own proposal, and you are not an owner. What is your relationship with you? 】

[Xiao Yan upstairs is so proficient in Xiao language, he turned out to be a Xiao scholar, disrespectful and disrespectful! 】

Seeing this, Li Cheng finally understood that "Ice Beauty" was not a nickname for a certain omega, but a reference to Xiao Yiheng!

He chanted this "flower name" in a low voice, and he felt more and more similar to Xiao Yiheng.

He continued to read posts.

There was a crooked building behind the post. Some gossip experts counted how many people in the school threw their heads and blood for love, and moths confessed to Xiao Yiheng, who were mercilessly rejected.

The first, the second, the third...

Li Cheng's hand touching the screen became sour, and finally dragged Xiao Yiheng's long "confession history" to the tail.

... Gan, isn't Xiao Yiheng just looking better, he is actually more popular than his Li Cheng?

He has only been confessed five, six, seven or eight times so far, but Xiao Yiheng has broken through double digits!

Xiao Yiheng is poisonous and indifferent, why would anyone like such a guy?

It happened that this issue was also mentioned in the post.

[With the lid of the pot, I really don’t understand why Xiao Yiheng is so attractive? I think it's just plain. 】

[Mediocre? Haha, as we all know, other nerds in the third grade (1) class are responsible for the third grade, and Xiao Yiheng is responsible for 1. 】

[Szd, the year when Xiao Yiheng went to study abroad, the pheromone level of their whole class dropped a bit. 】

[I am in the third grade (1) class! Isn't he the only alpha in our rocket class? After he left, the pheromone level of our class dropped? 】

[Back upstairs, some words are too blunt to be boring. Don’t you know what’s in your class? Not all alphas are soft, and not all men with chickens can be 1. 】

[The same goes for repeating it a hundred times. Xiao Yiheng is 1, he is 1 he is 1 he is 1 he is 1...]

Li Cheng: "..."

Li Cheng: "..."

Li Cheng: "………………"

Li Cheng snapped the phone abruptly, and the whole person was about to be cooked.

What kind of words are this tm?

Is the Internet an extra-legal place? Actually, actually, it is actually behind the parties to discuss what 1 is not 1, the key school might as well be renamed the **** school.

Li Cheng's mind was filled with all sorts of messy thoughts, somehow he felt a little hot on his body. He licked (gan) his thirsty lips, some want to drink water.

At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open with a "creak".

The hot water vapor rushed out of the bathroom, and at the same time, there was the breath of Alpha.

This is the third time that Li Cheng has smelled the scent of alpine cedar. The clear scent slowly spread, wandering in this small and sultry (more geng) dressing room, forming a wonderful contrast.

In the spray of warm mist, the tall, well-proportioned boy walked out step by step. After the hair, which has always been combed and neatly, was wetted by the hot water, it fell softly, resting on his forehead, (exposing) precious and delicate eyebrows. He was very white, like some kind of fine porcelain, water drops across his hair, first leaped off his collarbone, and then dripped down his arm to the ground.

Half of the faintly formed abdominal muscles are hidden under the bath towel. Xiao Yiheng's temperament is between a teenager and a young man, with a vague and chaotic sense of xing.

Just looking at it, Li Cheng jumped up from the chair as if she had been electrocuted, her mouth (dry gan) and tongue dry, and she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

"You...how did you come out in this way! Where's your clothes?!" Li Cheng looked away.

It's so strange. It was obvious that when he was training with his teammates, everyone wore very little, and there were even people who wore briefs for training directly. Li Cheng had already seen no surprises. But somehow, when Xiao Yiheng's figure appeared in his sight, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Xiao Yiheng pretended not to see his nervousness.

"My clothes are already dirty, I can't wear them again." Xiao Yiheng replied. He has some cleanliness, and he will never stumble on clothes that have been drenched in shabu-shabu.

But there was another voice in his heart-he deliberately appeared in front of Li Orange with this appearance.

He wanted to know, would this little lion with fried fur also be shy?

While talking, he walked towards Li Cheng.

Li Cheng flicked away from the spot in a panic, and opened his (geng) closet, wishing to bury the whole person in it, rummaging through it: "Here I am, I have spare clothes here!"

Li Cheng's (geng) wardrobe is very big. He is a seeded swimmer in the swimming team. He can choose the wardrobe first. He naturally chose the biggest one, which is tall and big, and can even squeeze a person in it, but now (geng) The closet was full of his debris. He never cleans up, the closet is terribly messy, all kinds of clothes are not folded, just like that.

Xiao Yiheng glanced, and when he looked at a pair of dirty sneakers and t-shirts tangled together, his eyebrows were raised.

Li Cheng couldn't see his expression. The blond boy rummaged for a long time and finally found a fairly clean T-shirt and spare school uniform pants. If you ignore the "loyalty to serve the country" and strangeness on the T-shirt Xiao Yiheng can barely wear it if it smells of mildew.

Xiao Yiheng put his clothes and trousers on the chair next to him with a bit of disgust, put his hands around (xiong), and asked, "What about the school uniform jacket?"

Li Cheng covered his fancy clothes and gritted his teeth: "This one is not good!" The school uniform jacket on his body is too personal. If Xiao Yiheng wears this one and goes out, I don't know what rumors will be spread in the school. .

Xiao Yiheng raised his eyebrows: "I just saw one in your closet."

"You got it wrong!" Before he finished speaking, Li Cheng raised her voice to deny, "No, not at all!"

He behaved so abnormally, Xiao Yiheng's eyes slowly narrowed.

"Really not?" He asked slowly.

"No!" Li Cheng's back clung to the (geng) wardrobe, blocking the cabinet with her whole (body shen) body, not allowing Xiao Yiheng to stumble on it.

The eyes of the two smashed together, Xiao Yiheng's eyes were calm and calm, and Li Cheng's eyes did not show any flaws.

Suddenly, Xiao Yiheng stretched out a hand to support the (geng) wardrobe behind Li Cheng.

They were so close that Li Cheng could clearly smell the familiar shampoo on Xiao Yiheng's hair.

The taste is exactly the same as Li Cheng's body.

The blond boy swallowed his saliva. They were almost the same in height. At such a close distance, even Xiao Yiheng's thin eyelashes could be counted.

He did not dare to move.

The pair of raised phoenix eyes looked at him intently, and the pupils were light brown (color), reflecting a small self. Wet hair was scattered on the forehead, under the high bridge of the nose, the lips were reddened by the steam, and the skin was white as porcelain, with inexplicable (gou) intrigue.

Li Cheng was like an overloaded computer, and countless messy bullet screens flashed through his mind.

For a while it was "Xiao Yiheng, what kind of male fairy is tm!" Then it was "Otherwise there are so many people like him!" After a while it was "What does he want to be so close to?" Finally it converged into "He is 1 he is 1 he is 1 he is 1..."

Seeing him lose consciousness, Xiao Yiheng slightly closed the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand and slowly and firmly pulled out a familiar piece of clothing from the closet behind Li Cheng.

After seeing the clothes clearly, Li Cheng's strength was instantly relieved (gan), he was like a ball of boiled water, gushing with fever.

Xiao Yiheng bends down slightly, reaches the side of Li Cheng's red earlobe, and whispers--

——"Little liar, didn't you mean that you already threw the dress I left for you?"