Although at present, Song Qiuyao doesn't mind Lin Xian teasing him and themselves. However, it would be better to prevent Lin Xian from forcibly engaging in awkward small talk when he gets carried away.

Looking at the almost complete items in the shopping basket, Qin Yan quickly bid farewell to Lin Xian and Yang Shiqing with Song Qiuyao and headed to the cashier to make the payment.

This time, Song Qiuyao insisted that Qin Yan not pay for anything. It was unfair to have him pay for the lunch they had just shared in the afternoon and then expect him to cover the expenses for dinner as well. Qin Yan initially thought that Song Qiuyao only intended to split the bill, so he didn't insist. However, he didn't expect Song Qiuyao to pay for everything, including the lunch they had in the afternoon, claiming that it was his way of settling the debt.

Qin Yan felt aggrieved by his lack of strength. Doesn't that mean he won't be able to openly go out for a meal with Song Qiuyao next time? At this moment, he completely overlooked the fact that they were now roommates, and going out to eat together was the most normal thing to do.

Song Qiuyao had no idea about Qin Yan's thoughts. He just felt that it was boring for the two of them to fight over paying the bill back and forth. Although Qin Yan was his senior and took good care of him, Song Qiuyao, as a man, felt uncomfortable always being taken care of like a girl, with others paying for things.

Song Qiuyao: "Senior, we have a long time ahead of us living together. I can't always rely on you to take care of me like this. How about this, let's each set aside a portion of our living expenses to give to you. We can use this money for anything that requires us to spend together, like dining out. Does that work?"

Qin Yan's entire brain was now playing on a loop the words Song Qiuyao had said: "Living together," "Eating together," "Taking care of me." He was so happy, like a child who was about to receive candy, that he didn't even think and immediately nodded in agreement.

After they returned to the dormitory, Song Qiuyao finally took a good look at the structure of the dormitory.

The two beds in the dormitory are made of wood and are stacked on top of each other. They are located on the right side as you enter, probably to prevent the person on the lower bunk from hitting their head. The lower bunk is 20 centimeters wider than the upper bunk. At the foot of the bed is a ladder made of a solid cabinet. The cabinet is divided into four levels and is quite spacious, not only convenient for going up and down, but also providing ample storage space. Qin Yan moved into the dormitory first and chose the lower bunk, which was slightly wider, as a priority.

On the left side are luggage racks, side by side wardrobes, and two writing desks. In the middle, there is a spacious aisle of over a meter wide. Directly in front of the aisle is a balcony separated by a glass floor-to-ceiling door. To the left side of the balcony is a separate bathroom.

Although it was already September and the weather was turning cool, Song Qiuyao still worked hard all day and sweated quite a bit. The sticky and greasy feeling was very uncomfortable.

But Song Qiuyao couldn't help but sigh in her heart when she thought about how she hadn't even finished organizing her own things, let alone tidying up her bed, wardrobe, and desk.

Song Qiuyao opened his suitcase and began to make the bed. At the same time, Qin Yan didn't idle either. He neatly arranged the daily necessities and toiletries they had just bought in their respective places.

After Qin Yan finished putting away his things, he looked at Song Qiuyao, who had just finished making the bed and was about to put his clothes into the wardrobe. Only then did he notice that the back of Song Qiuyao's clothes was damp with sweat. The air conditioner was on indoors, but if he didn't change out of his damp clothes and let them dry in the air-conditioned room, he might catch a cold.

Qin Yan: "Go take a shower quickly, it's easy to catch a cold with wet clothes."

Song Qiuyao looked at his suitcase and saw that there were only a few summer clothes left. He glanced at the books and art supplies that were still piled up on the desk, undecided whether to pack them. He thought it wouldn't be a big problem to tidy them up after taking a shower.

Moreover, considering that he was feeling quite uncomfortable all over his body, he did not bother to be polite to Qin Yan. He nodded in agreement and retrieved his underwear and pajamas to go wash up in the bathroom.

While Song Qiuyao was taking a bath, Qin Yan transformed into the thoughtful "Lady Tian Luo" and quickly sorted the books, tools, laptop, and drawing tablet that were piled up on Song Qiuyao's writing desk. He neatly organized everything, putting the books back on the shelf and arranging the items that belonged on the table.

After tidying up Song Qiuyao's desk, Qin Yan began to help him organize his clothes. Song Qiuyao's clothes were simple in style, mostly plain in color, without complicated patterns or messy colors. Even his underwear was in a solid light-colored series, just like him, clean and neat, making people feel refreshed and comfortable, which fascinated Qin Yan.

Qin Yan held Song Qiuyao's underwear in her hand, one by one folding them and placing them into Song Qiuyao's wardrobe. In a daze, she felt a surreal sense of happiness that didn't feel real.

Immediately, Qin Yan chuckled lightly. Regardless of whether Song Qiuyao would end up being with him or not, at least now he had come to his side, giving him an opportunity to take care of her, didn't he?

Although Qin Yan was not certain about Song Qiuyao's sexual orientation, whether he would gradually develop a liking for himself or not, it seemed that at present, Song Qiuyao's attitude towards him was seemingly more enthusiastic than towards others.

At least this shows that compared to others, I, who am already in a privileged position, have a much better chance of pursuing Song Qiuyao.

At this moment, Qin Yan made a decision to give it one last try, determined not to leave any regrets for himself.

As for what will happen in the future, who knows?

After taking a shower, Song Qiuyao came out to find that all of his belongings had been tidied up by Qin Yan. Song Qiuyao looked at Qin Yan gratefully, not knowing what to say for a moment. After a while, he managed to choke out two words.

Song Qiuyao: "Thank you!"

Qin Yan looked at Song Qiuyao, whose cheeks were pink from just having taken a shower. He reached out and touched his damp hair, the soft strands carrying a hint of moisture. Qin Yan walked over to Song Qiuyao's side, lowered his head, and almost pressed his lips against Song Qiuyao's ear as he softly said, "..."

"You're welcome. I'm going to take a shower, remember to dry your hair and get some rest."

Song Qiuyao: "..........okay..........okay.........."

As soon as Qin Yan entered the bathroom, Song Qiuyao finally realized what had happened. Holy... Did she just imagine it all? Why did she feel like she had just been flirted with by the handsome senior?

The voice of the college heartthrob... so... so seductive...

So Song Qiuyao picked up his cellphone and happily started scrolling through Weibo.

When Qin Yan entered the bathroom, the thin mist in the air had not yet dissipated, lingering with the scent of Song Qiuyao's shower gel. It had a faint smell of mint and was very pleasant.

Qin Yan took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the restless thoughts in his heart. He turned the water valve to the far right, adjusting it to cold water.

In his heart, Qin Yan couldn't help but lament about the days to come. Song Qiuyao would be closely connected to him, but it was a bittersweet feeling to see something he couldn't have.

After Qin Yan endured the agony in his heart and finished his bath, he realized that he had forgotten to bring in clean clothes to change into. Standing in front of the mirror, Qin Yan wiped away the mist with his hand and stared earnestly at his own blurry reflection in the mirror.

Qin Yan looked at himself in the mirror and touched his firm abdomen with six-pack abs. He felt lucky that he had not been lazy during this summer vacation and had consistently exercised.

Mmm! Nice physique. Qin Yan gave himself a satisfied nod in his heart.

He couldn't help but laugh foolishly as Qin Yan thought about whether his figure was attractive to Song Qiuyao.

Qin Yan: "Qiuyao, are you asleep?"

As soon as Song Qiuyao finished posting on Weibo, he heard Qin Yan calling out to him. He immediately put down his phone and responded, "Not yet."

Qin Yan: "Sorry, I forgot to bring my clothes in. Can you help me get them?"

Song Qiuyao: "Great! I'm coming right away."

Song Qiuyao didn't expect to have such a great pre-sleep blessing. Not only could she openly hold the underwear of her senpai male god, but she could also openly enter the bathroom and catch a glimpse of his 【beep】body. It was simply blissful and amazing! Hehe...

So, Song Qiuyao opened Qin Yan's wardrobe and carefully inspected all of Qin Yan's underwear. She chose a tight-fitting pair of black triangular ones and happily walked towards the bathroom.