Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Chapter 42 An Mingyu said... like...

Cheng Yue sat on pins and needles.

He shouldn't have come to sit with An Mingyu in a moment of soft-heartedness.

Although the other party didn't do anything and the two just read books by themselves, Cheng Yue still felt guilty.

He couldn't hide anything in his heart, and this movement couldn't be hidden from An Mingyu's eyes.

After class, Cheng Yue followed behind An Mingyu. He deliberately dropped a few steps away, clutching the shoulder straps of his backpack, looking at the heels of the person in front of him, and letting his mind go.

The person in front of him suddenly stopped.

Cheng Yue didn't react, and his head fell on An Mingyu's vest.

"Hmm..." He rubbed his forehead.

An Mingyu turned around: "Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Yue paused: "What, what?"

An Mingyu lowered her eyelashes, her face expressionless.

The streetlights in the boulevard have been repaired, but the light is not bright. At this time, it is cast from above, making his expression even more stern.

Cheng Yue subconsciously took half a step back.

After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Is there really nothing you want to tell me?"

Cheng Yue's eyes widened slightly.

An Mingyu was referring to what happened that night, and he knew it.

"I..." Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter recently?"

An Mingyu didn't move, and didn't answer.

After a while, he smiled lightly: "It's okay."

"Let's go back to the bedroom."

Cheng Yue thought that this was the end of the story.

But he didn't expect that An Mingyu suddenly stopped him when he was about to reach the downstairs of the dormitory: "Cheng Yue."

Cheng Yue's heart tightened: "I, I want to go to the bathroom, so I..."

He didn't finish his sentence and couldn't run away.

An Mingyu stretched out her arm and grabbed him: "Don't hide from me, Mr. Cheng."

"I didn't hide from you..."

"You refused to talk to me since you left the dormitory in the morning, you didn't ask me to ride with you in the morning, you didn't sit with me in the chemical engineering theory in the afternoon, and you sat next to others in elective courses in the evening." An Mingyu spoke a little too fast. quick.

At this time, Cheng Yue was a little confused by his calculation.

An Mingyu straightened his head and made him face herself: "You haven't forgotten, have you? Teacher Cheng."

"That night..." Cheng Yue felt his eyes fall on his lips.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Cheng Yue hurriedly said, "I'm drunk."

"I was...drunk, I thought it was a cake." He recalled the scene that night, and his ears were a little red.

"But I'm not drunk." An Mingyu said, "Cheng Yue."

He raised Cheng Yue's chin: "I didn't drink or get drunk that time, and I didn't think you were a cake."

Cheng Yue swallowed his throat.

The heartbeat started uncontrollably.

"You don't have any doubts?" An Mingyu's mouth twitched, "Don't ask me why I kissed you back?"

"Why, why..." Cheng Yue felt that his mind was gradually getting out of control.

There were students passing by the side of the road after class, and there was a commotion.

The noise went away.

An Mingyu's eyes fixed on him: "Because I like you."

Cheng Yue opened his mouth.

"I like you, so I want to get close to you, I want to kiss you, and I want to do all the things that I would do to someone I like."

"It was the same that night. If I liked it, I kissed it back."

"Is that understandable?"

"Teacher Cheng."

The noise faded away, but Cheng Yue felt that his brain had exploded, and his heart was instantly messier and faster than the running steps of people in the distance.

"I……"

An Mingyu let go of him, stood where she was, quietly waiting for his response.

But he didn't wait.

Cheng Yue stood there for a moment, then turned around and ran away.

The stationery in the schoolbag behind him rattled, he had never run so fast before.

Rushing all the way back to the dormitory, Cheng Yue threw off his bag, opened the bathroom door, and shut himself in.

He leaned against the tile, panting heavily.

After a long time, Cheng Yue managed to regain his strength.

He raised his hand and wiped his face heavily.

what happened……

An Mingyu said... he likes him.

Before he could think clearly, a tall figure was printed on the bathroom door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a knock on the door: "Open the door."

An Mingyu chased him back.

Without even thinking about it, Cheng Yue grabbed the doorknob.

The bathroom door couldn't be locked, so he could only stop him with his strength.

But his strength was obviously not enough to watch. In just a few seconds, An Mingyu forced the bathroom door open, and then stretched out her long legs, and she jumped in.

Under such bright light, Cheng Yue could clearly see An Mingyu's expression.

His lips were drawn, and he was definitely not happy.

Cheng Yue instinctively sensed the danger, and he tried to run around An Mingyu, but the latter didn't give him a chance.

Grabbed by the wrist, An Mingyu leaned forward, and in a split second, he was pushed against the wall by the other party.

"An...well..." The back of the head was also held, and the face in front of him was enlarged.

It's hot on the lips.

It was a completely different kiss from the memory, not gentle, not delicate, full of aggression, even if Cheng Yue kept shrinking back, he was still forced to bear the intrusion between his lips and teeth.

Breathing became hot, and the air seemed to be on fire.

"Hoo...an...um..."

Cheng Yue couldn't breathe well, and he couldn't make a sound when he refused, and could only utter a few broken words.

He raised his head, so long that he thought he was going to suffocate due to lack of oxygen, An Mingyu finally let him go.

Cheng Yue's face was so red that An Mingyu raised his hand to wipe his moist lips.

"Are you still avoiding me? Teacher Cheng."

he leaned down and asked.

Cheng Yue was stunned.

An Mingyu lowered her eyelids, and wiped the crystal from the corner of his mouth with her thumb: "Afraid of me?"

Cheng Yue lowered his head and didn't respond.

An Mingyu thought for a while: "Hate me?"

This time there was a reaction, Cheng Yue shook his head lightly.

An Mingyu's expression obviously eased a lot, but he couldn't bear it after all, so he backed away a little.

"Do you like me?" he asked softly.

Cheng Yue pursed his lips.

An Mingyu glanced at the hem of her clothes that had been pulled into a ball by him.

There was silence in the bathroom for a few minutes, and the breathing of both of them gradually calmed down.

An Mingyu raised his hand and stroked Cheng Yue's bangs: "It doesn't matter if you don't answer now, I will give you time to think clearly, Mr. Cheng."

"But you can't just run away after teasing me."

Tease... An Mingyu...

Cheng Yue was hit hard again.

It seemed that it was indeed him.

He took the initiative to kiss the other party, even if he was drunk, the thing was still done by him.

Just then, the bedroom door opened.

"Hello! guys!" Yang Kaimiao's loud voice came, "I'm back!"

"Huh, what about people?"

Cheng Yue's heart skipped a beat.

The two of them were in the bathroom together, and if they were seen...

Cheng Yue stood up and wanted to run outside.

An Mingyu spread her long legs and stopped him: "Promise first that I will think about it carefully, Mr. Cheng."

"I..." Cheng Yue turned his head and glanced at the bathroom door.

Yang Kaimiao's footsteps have gradually approached.

"Let's go out and talk..." Cheng Yue was anxious and looked at him beggingly.

An Mingyu curled her lips lightly, and said lightly under Cheng Yue's expectant eyes: "No, just say it here."

"Let's go out after talking."

Cheng Yue wanted to die.

"Cheng Yue, An Mingyu! Are you in there?" Yang Kaimiao found out that the light in the bathroom was on, and asked at the top of his voice.

Cheng Yue met An Mingyu's eyes, and the latter's eyes were firm, with no intention of giving in at all.

"Click."

The bathroom door handle was turned.

Cheng Yue tensed up to the limit and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

"boom!"

Just a second before the door was opened, An Mingyu raised his leg and kicked it back.

"Fuck!" Yang Kaimiao cried out in pain, "Someone, I'm sorry, sorry, ouch...my nose..."

"Promise me, Teacher Cheng." An Mingyu lowered her head and coaxed him in a low voice, "It was my fault for kissing you just now. I didn't ask for your permission. I'm sorry."

"Don't be angry, and don't reject me because of this, okay?"

Cheng Yue's eyes were red, and his wrist was held in the palm of his hand. He knew that if he didn't make a decision, An Mingyu was really determined not to let him go.

"I really like you, think about me."

His voice softened, and he assumed a very low posture.

"I..." Cheng Yue's ears were itchy.

He felt that he was bewitched by him: "I promise..."

"Promise what?"

"..."

"I promise to think about you." Cheng Yue closed his eyes and said, his voice was as thin as a mosquito's cry.

An Mingyu got a satisfactory answer, and then let go of him: "Does your wrist hurt? I was too anxious just now. I was so strong that I didn't care. I'll rub it for you."

"No, there's no need..." He couldn't stand being touched by An Mingyu now, "I promise you, and you have to promise me one request."

An Mingyu was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to say such a thing.

But he immediately reacted: "You say."

The heat on Cheng Yue's face spread to the base of his neck: "While I'm thinking about it, you can't just kiss me casually like you did just now."

"Yeah, don't touch me casually..."

"Is it not allowed anywhere? Can you do it by hand?"

"Nowhere!"

An Mingyu was afraid that he would tease him harshly, so she responded with a smile: "Okay, I won't kiss you or touch you. Then pull the hook, Mr. Cheng, no one is allowed to go back on his word."

What kind of elementary school student behavior is this...

Cheng Yue was disgusted in his heart, but he still stretched out his hand to hook him in his smiling eyes.

"Your hands are really small." An Mingyu's voice was a little low.

Cheng Yue quickly retracted his hands into his sleeves.

"I'm going, I want to pee, who is in the toilet, can you hurry up..." Yang Kaimiao ran to the door.

The next second, the glass door was pulled open with a "clang".

Yang Kaimiao raised his head and saw two people standing in front of him, one tall and one short, he was dumbfounded.

Cheng Yue's whole body was as red as if he had been steamed, and his lips were also red and numb.

Faced with Yang Kaimiao's stunned eyes, he was about to bury his head in the ground, ran to bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, turned his back to the outside, and did not move.

An Mingyu laughed silently.

Why are you so good.

"You... you two still bring companions when you go to the toilet?" Yang Kaimiao finally turned his stuck mind.

An Mingyu's heart was itchy, but he knew that if he did anything else, it would be too much.

He touched the tip of his nose, and took out a cigarette in his pocket, only halfway through it did he remember that he had finished smoking the bag last time.

"Borrow a pack of cigarettes." He looked up at Yang Kaimiao.

"Oh...oh." Yang Kaimiao took out the cigarette case from his pocket in a daze, and handed it to him along with the lighter by the way.

"Thanks." An Mingyu took out one, put it in his mouth, and left the dormitory.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Cheng Yue who was curled up on the bed finally opened his eyes.

He waited cautiously for a long time before lifting his face from under the quilt, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and his face was even redder.

Cheng Yue put his hand on his chest.

There must be something wrong with the heart, he thought.

If he continued to jump like this, sooner or later his heart rate would be too fast.