I flipped through it at random, and most of them were academic books on history and humanities, which were very in line with Commo's calm appearance.

Yue Chen, who studied science, lacked interest in these things, and after turning a few pages, he became sleepy and yawned.

But just as he was putting the book in, Yue Chen suddenly swept into a comic book that didn't fit in.

The cover is quite Japanese.,At first glance, you can tell it's a Japanese comic from Sinicization.,Campus background,There's a slightly cramped handsome boy on it.,There's a cheerful boy with a big grin.,Put him in the shadow of the corner.。

Yue Chen twisted his eyebrows, and after scanning the five words of the title disapplaudedly, he naturally turned the title page.

Who knows, after reading a few pages, Yue Chen's lips are not tight, and most of the eyes that are usually angry and resistant, are all overwhelmed by astonishment at this time, and the roots of his ears are red.

How—How can such a book still appear?

Threatening the same sex on the rooftop is okay...... Still ...... in the classroom after school?

Yue Chen was stunned to the extreme, and closed the comic book with too much impact, his thinking was a little confused, this, is there something wrong with this?

Did someone else put it wrong for Commo?

Yue Chen's first thought was not how Ke Mo turned out to be this kind of person, but this book, which could never be indifferent and calm.

He bit his lip, and it took him a long time to regain a little composure, telling himself, yes, there were so many creases, most of them were second-hand books, which were bought by mistake by Como.

But when Yue Chen turned to the title page he had skipped, he was completely speechless.

I saw that on the title page it was written, Commo. Purchased on March 5, Sea Breeze Book City.

Yue Chen couldn't find anything to excuse Como.

It is true that this book was bought by Commo from a regular bookstore, and it should have been covered with plastic, that is, it would have become like this, all because Commo had read it more than once or twice......?

Yue Chen sat on the edge of the bed, and the book had been put back.

He pursed his lips as hard as he could, and the blush of surprise on the face of a young man favored by God could not fade for a long time.

If this is the case with Como's sexual orientation, then ...... Yue Chen bit his lip, he didn't know how to react.

But it seems, there is not the slightest rejection?

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On the other side, after taking a shower and drying his hair, he walked to the bed, touched the pillow, and then sighed.

The whole person froze when he thought of something.

Feed...... Feed. The corners of Como's mouth twitched almost invisibly.

If he's not mistaken, what did he put there yesterday when he seemed to be looking for another book?

It won't be seen by Yue Chen, right? It was restrictive.

The more he thought about it, the more bottomless Ke Mo became, and when he thought that his privacy might be spied on, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret and rubbed his temples with a headache.

There was no fluctuation in his expression, but he couldn't wait to go over and take the book back immediately.

Yes, it should be fine, right?

Como sat on the edge of the bed, his hand clutching the sheets slightly, silently comforting himself.

It's all at this point, how can Yue Chen have the leisure to go to the bookcase?

No way.

Worst of all, big deal...... Let's take a look tomorrow morning, in case there is a contradiction, uh, it's not too late to explain. Comer sighed.

The next morning, Ke Mo woke up very early, and when he got up after packing up, he didn't expect Yue Chen to get up earlier than him.

When Ke Mo fastened the cufflinks and walked out of the door, he was stunned when he raised his eyes, facing Yue Chen, who was neat and clean, sitting on the sofa and distracted.

His long legs were stretched out, slightly overlapped, as if his slender hands, which were only suitable for playing the piano, unconsciously touched his fingertips, not noticing that he was approaching, as if he was on his mind.