After Marrying the Evil God

Chapter 111

When Qi Baicha went back to the teacher's office with Qi Ye, he told the head teacher about changing the dormitory. The head teacher was surprised: "But didn't Qi Ye say that he likes to live alone?"

"I like to live alone." Qi Ye glanced at Qi Baicha, "I like to let him live alone."

Except for him, no one else can do it.

Class teacher: "..." Can you explain that way?

"Moreover, he has good academic performance. I have a lot of questions that I don't understand. I can still ask him when I go back to the bedroom at night." Qi Ye said, "Teacher, I have too much knowledge left. Now if I want to study hard, you can give me a chance ."

Qi Ye really wanted to study hard. Qi Baicha is so excellent, it is the ingredients recommended to famous universities at first glance. If Qi Ye wants to be with him, he can't just be satisfied with staying in the same high school and going to different things after graduation.

He wanted to... and Qi Baicha were admitted to the same university.

I want to be with him all the time.

There were two boys in front of him. The class teacher who was over 40 didn't associate this liking with other meanings. Of course, Qi Ye was very happy that she was willing to study hard.

"In that case, okay. It is not convenient to move things at night. You can move to the dormitory during your lunch break. Will you not be able to move alone? Qi Ye, you also help the new classmates."

Qi Ye couldn't ask for it, and agreed: "Okay."

After coming out of the office, Qi Ye's face was obviously happy: "Go, go to the dormitory together."

Qi Baicha slightly hooks lips.

The male dormitory buildings for the first and second grades are not in the same building. Qi Baicha brought Qi Ye to his first-year high school dormitory, and asked Qi Ye to sit and rest while he packed his bed and suitcase.

Qi Ye looked around the dormitory, sat bored in the lower bunk opposite, and took out his mobile phone to play games.

Qi Baicha cleaned up and said, "I will fight with you when I go back tonight."

Qi Ye looked up: "Have you brought your phone?"

Qi Baicha said "Yes": "I brought it."

Qi Ye quit the game in shock: "It's over."

Qi Baicha asked: "What's wrong?"

"I feel like I have broken a good student."

Qi Baicha smiled and looked over: "Although you bring it badly, you can make my grades worse by one point and you will count as great."

Qi Ye gave a thumbs up silently.

Awesome.

Is this the confidence of Xueba?

"I'm ready." Qi Baicha rolled up the bedding and stuffed it on the suitcase, "Let's go."

Qi Ye turned off the phone and pulled up the lever of the suitcase first step: "I'll do it."

Qi Baicha said, "Thank you."

"Don't always be so polite to me, I still expect you to help me with my homework, and now I can't show any courtesy." Qi Ye said casually.

Qi Baicha lowered his eyes.

Treating him so well... just to let him help with his homework?

When he arrived at the second grade dormitory building, Qi Ye lifted his suitcase up to the fourth floor in one breath, his face was not flushed, he was breathless, and his physical strength was quite amazing.

Qi Baicha chose the lower bunk of the bed opposite Qi Ye. Under the premise of having a choice, no one will choose the more troublesome upper bunk.

This was expected by Qi Ye, and he was slightly regretful. If Qi Baicha chooses his top bunk, they will be rounded up to sleep in one bed.

But it doesn't matter if you choose the opposite side. When he goes to bed at night, he can see Qi Baicha when he opens his eyes. Isn't this exactly what he dreams of?

Qi Baicha bent over to make the bed. With this action, the clothes fell into nothing, revealing a dazzling white waist. The waist was so thin that Qi Ye doubted that it could be broken by a pinch.

Qi Baicha is really white and thin.

I don't know if it will be very soft.

Qi Ye seemed to have burnt his eyes, and quickly lowered his head to pretend to be playing with a mobile phone, but his breathing was confused.

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After moving to the dormitory and returning to the classroom, the students are taking a nap. Qi Ye and Qi Baicha returned to their seats lightly, pulled away the chairs, and Qi Baicha lay quietly on the table to sleep.

Qi Ye couldn't sleep, lying on the table watching Qi Baicha's sleeping face. The boy has delicate facial features, long and distinct eyelashes, and half of his face is shrouded in the sun, incredibly beautiful. It's just that the sun is too dazzling, so Qi Baicha always frowns unconsciously. Qi Ye lifted his hand and closed the curtains to prevent the sun from disturbing Qi Baicha's sleep.

Qi Baicha's brows stretched out, and his eyelashes calmed down. Qi Ye counted the past one by one, then counted back one by one, as if this were the most interesting thing in the world.

Being watched by such scorching eyes, Qi Baicha's eyelids moved, and there were signs of opening. Qi Ye's heart jumped suddenly, and quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be confused and turned his head to the other side.

As for whether Qi Baicha wakes up or not...he dare not ask for confirmation.

There is only one thing that needs no further proof.

The chaotic heartbeat told him that he seemed, no, he must have liked his new tablemate.

No reason, fall in love at first sight.

In a place where Qi Ye could not see, Qi Baicha stared at the back of Qi Ye's head for a long time.

He has keen senses and always feels that someone is watching him when he sleeps, but only sees the back of Qi Ye's head when he wakes up.

Was Qi Ye looking at me just now?

Is he secretly paying attention to me like I observe him quietly?

Qi Baicha was waiting, waited for Qi Ye to turn his head and was caught by him.

Unfortunately, Qi Ye never looked back.

Qi Baicha is slightly lost.

He suddenly raised his eyes and saw the curtain being drawn.

He faintly felt the sun dazzling when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, the curtain was closed. It must have been pulled by Qi Ye, who was sitting by the window.

Qi Baicha was a little happy suddenly, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Sweet and secret emotions are born in the hearts of young people, and gradually take root.

He is waiting for the day when it will bear fruit.

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The self-study night of the second year of high school has to be nine o'clock, and the third year of high school is even harder. Classes are not over until ten o'clock, and they have to bring homework back to the dorm.

Usually at eight o'clock in the evening, Qi Ye has already yawned. The teacher often diverted the evening self-study time to class, and Qi Ye was really sleepy.

But with Qi Baicha by his side, he has a rare spirit.

There is no teacher to come to class tonight, and all three self-study sessions in the evening will be used for homework. In order to speak with Qi Baicha in class, Qi Ye asked him various questions.

Qi Baicha answered patiently, took a pen to write and draw on the draft paper, and listed the steps for Qi Ye.

Qi Ye was already smart, and he knew everything, but the people of this world didn't allow him to be a schoolmaster before he met Qi Baicha. After meeting Qi Baicha, his seal of learning scum was gradually lifted, and it was not difficult to make up for this knowledge.

Qi Baicha spoke simple and easy to understand, and soon attracted students from the front and back desks to ask questions. On the first day, the classmates were not familiar with him yet, and there was a halo of Xueba, who felt that Qi Baicha was too cold to approach him. But as soon as I get along, I find that Qi Baicha is approachable, gentle and nice to listen to, looks good, and is impeccably perfect.

In just one day, Qi Baicha quickly blended into the five classmates. After class, there are not a few classmates who come to ask him questions. Qi Baicha never refuses to come and answer them one by one. Both male and female classmates have a good impression of him.

These classmates who have been with Qi Ye for a year must know Qi Ye better than him. First, they have established their popularity in the class, and it will be convenient to inquire about Qi Ye's preferences and orientation later. This is what Qi Baicha planned.

Qi Ye was a little unhappy. Too many people gathered around Qi Baicha, but his tablemate was squeezed to the outside.

Qi Baicha can quickly integrate into the group, and he is naturally happy for him. But with so many people entangled in Qi Baicha, Qi Ye's jealousy really rose, and the tip of his pen almost scratched the draft paper.

After finally waiting for class, most of the classmates around the Qibai tea table dispersed, and the front table turned around again: "Qibaicha, I still have questions to ask..."

"I also have a question to ask." Qi Ye intercepted his words.

Qi Baicha looked at the two of them and said to Qi Ye: "Let me tell you first."

Qi Ye immediately showed off as if he had won the battle.

Front table: "..." silently turned back.

"Which question?" Qi Baicha asked.

Qi Ye just came here to find an excuse to **** Qi Baicha back from the wolves. There is no problem, and now he can only follow his finger: "This."

Qi Baicha glanced at it: "Didn't I tell you the same question type just now? You still understand it."

Qi Ye didn't change his face: "I forgot again."

Qi Baicha shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Well, I'll tell you again."

This time it's more detailed.

Qi Ye had already mastered this type of question proficiently, and did not listen carefully, patronizing the lips of Qi Baicha.

The jelly-like color, I really want to try it.

"Senior? Senior!"

"…Ok?"

"Are you listening?" Qi Baicha said displeased, "I have called you several times."

"Listening and listening, I understand." Qi Ye hurriedly re-told the topic again, indicating that he really understood it.

Qi Baicha just stared at him thoughtfully.

Qi Ye bit his head and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"All right." Qi Baicha said slowly, "Even if I haven't talked about the second question, you have solved the second most difficult question as well. Senior, you have not forgotten what I said before. Knowledge point, just find an excuse to talk to me?"

Qi Ye: "..."

Shocking his mother, is Formo tea at his table?

Qi Ye touched his nose: "You found it."

Qi Baicha asked: "Why?"

Qi Ye thought for a while, calmly said: "Actually, I am a voice control."

Qi Baicha: "Huh?"

Qi Ye continued to make up: "You have a good voice, I want to listen to you more."

Qi Baicha: "Ah..."

Qi Ye's ears suddenly burned: "I just like the sound. It's okay, that's it."

Qi Baicha tilted his head and said, "Senior, not only do I have a nice voice, but I also look nice and have beautiful hands."

Now it was Qi Ye's turn to be stunned: "Huh?"

"No matter whether the senior is voice control, face control, or hand control, I can be very likable." Qi Baicha smiled, his tone seemed to be joking.

Qi Ye's head buzzed: "Um..."

So, what does the same table mean by saying this?

Yes, is it implying something?

I still think too much...

Qi Ye had a ghost in her heart, and she didn't dare to speculate, for fear that everything was her own passion.

After all, how long they have known each other, and the person you like happens to like you too, how small is the probability. Besides, they are all boys, so the probability is even smaller...

If you ask and find that the other party doesn't mean that, then it will be embarrassing.

Qi Ye hadn't figured out what Qi Baicha meant, so Qi Baicha lowered his head, didn't speak any more, and continued to do his homework.

Qi Ye could only be treated as if nothing had happened.

Facing the remaining questions, Qi Baicha typed a draft on the paper with the tip of his pen, but what he wrote was not a solution to the question at all.

He wrote several sentences in a row, all of which were crossed out. Finally, he finished one sentence. He tore off the note and held it in the palm of his hand, thinking about giving it to Qi Ye.

The fluorescent lamps in the classroom were bright and hot, and the bright lights in the teaching building in the distance made Qi Baicha's white face quietly crimson.

Unfortunately, Qi Ye didn't dare to look at him, so he didn't find it.

Qi Baicha's fingertips trembled, and the bell rang until the end of the evening self-study. The students began to push chairs to pack their schoolbags, but the note was not sent out.

Qi Baicha pursed her lips, and at the moment when the light in the classroom was turned off by her classmates, she threw the note with the thoughts on it into the drawer.

It was thin and beautiful, with a trembling font on the pen, and it said seriously—

I'm so likable, so do seniors like me?