Xia An pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked with a smile: "I have come up with such a good idea. Are you interested in writing a short story to contribute to our "Jiyan"? Others may not know it very well, but I know that Afan's writing skills are not inferior to mine at all."

This is like asking him for an article.

Looking at Xia An's expectant gaze, Bai Mufan thought about it. He had been taken care of by Xia An in the past three years since he joined the Literature Department. This time, Xia An encountered difficulties, so he was naturally willing to help. He smiled and nodded and replied: "Okay, then I'll try to write a novel, hoping it can help you."

"Thank you." Xia An's eyes were like water.

The topic of the novel ended here. After that, everyone in the room calmed down to read the book, and for a moment, only the sound of turning pages rang out from time to time.

It was soon after five o'clock. Bai Mufan took a look at the time, packed up his own things, said goodbye to the others, left the literature department, and prepared to go home.

He walked downstairs, stood in front of his shoe cabinet and flipped his pockets, only to find that the keychain was missing.

"It seems to be in the classroom of the Literature Department." Bai Mufan recalled for a moment, and had to return to the classroom of the Literature Department on the sixth floor and pushed the door open. At this time, everyone else had left, and there was no one in the Literature Department.

However, Bai Mufan noticed a schoolbag on the edge of the table, and he recognized it at a glance that it was Xia An's schoolbag.

"The minister must have forgotten to take it like me, or there is something else to do, so he put his schoolbag here for the time being." Bai Mufan secretly speculated, and did not touch other people's things. He came to his seat and looked for it. Sure enough, he saw the falling keychain under the table.

Bai Mufan breathed a sigh of relief and crawled under the table to pick up the keychain. However, when he got up, his head accidentally hit the table, which shocked the entire table.

The schoolbag placed on the edge was affected and fell to the ground with a clatter, and the things inside slid out.

Bai Mufan rubbed his head in pain. Seeing Xia An's schoolbag being pulled to the ground by himself, he couldn't help but walk over and put the scattered books back.

Bai Mufan just put the top books back into his schoolbag when he was slightly stunned. Under these books, he was actually covered with a very familiar dress... It seemed to be a school boy's sports suit?

"How come there are men's sportswear in Xia An's schoolbag?" Bai Mufan couldn't help but wonder.

He picked up the sports suit curiously, turned to the front and looked at it. When a line of small words tattooed on the chest of the sports suit came into his eyes, he was stunned.

I saw the words "Bai Mufan" written on the chest of the sportswear.

This is his sportswear...

Bai Mufan's face couldn't help but become very strange. His sportswear should be lying quietly in the men's locker room now. How did Xia An open the door of the men's locker room, take away his sportswear from it and put it in his schoolbag?

The most important thing is... Xia An secretly took away his sportswear?!

Bai Mufan suddenly recalled when Xia An first entered the department room. He said that something was delayed and secretly glanced at him. Could it be that he wasted his time just to steal his sportswear?

Just as Bai Mufan was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from the corridor outside and rushed towards the classroom of the Literature Department.

"It's Xia An back!" Bai Mufan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stuffed his clothes and the remaining books back into his schoolbag. He quickly checked it, thinking that the schoolbag should not have been seen moving, so he put the schoolbag back to its original position. Then Bai Mufan himself quickly hid behind the bookshelf next to him.

There is a small open space behind the bookshelf. As long as you squat down with your body, it is basically difficult to notice that there are people hidden behind you.

After doing this series of actions, Bai Mufan suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have to hide!

As long as Xia An comes in, he tells her openly that he is coming back to get the keys? Why should he be guilty?

But now it was too late for him to walk out again - Xia An had already pushed the door and walked in at the door of the Literature Department classroom.

Xia An seemed to be jogging all the way, and she was slightly breathing when she entered the door, which caused the peaks on her chest to fall together.

She ignored her steady breathing and immediately looked at the long table in the middle of the classroom as soon as she entered the door. When she saw that her schoolbag was still placed on the table, the placement was exactly the same as before she left, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and walked over.

Bai Mufan, hiding behind the bookshelf, thought Xia An would leave immediately after he came back and took his schoolbag, but unexpectedly, when Xia An walked to the table, he looked at the position he often sat on, and then walked to the chair and sat down.

"It must be that I was tired of running outside just now... But why did I sit in my position?" Bai Mufan was a little surprised and continued to secretly observe Xia An's every move.

To be honest, although he understood that his current behavior was a bit bad, he also felt a little exciting inexplicably.

Xia An sat in his seat, gently stroked the tabletop he used when he was reading a book with his hands, and suddenly leaned down and lay on the table. His black and soft hair spread out, and the three thousand black hairs were blooming like flowers, emitting a faint fragrance.

Xia An closed his eyes gently, as if he was quietly feeling something. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes again and got up and walked towards the gate.

"Are you finally leaving?" Bai Mufan, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just when he thought so, Xia An locked the door of the literature department from the inside, and after confirming it several times, he walked back and sat down in his position.

Seeing this scene, Bai Mufan, who was gradually squatting behind the bookshelf, couldn't help but complain secretly, but there was no other good way, so he could only wait.

After Xia An sat down again, he opened the schoolbag next to him and took out the sports uniform - the one with Bai Mufan's name written on it.

Xia An's eyes were blurred, and he grabbed the sports suit and slowly approached his face. He first rubbed his white and smooth face, then directly pressed the sports suit against his lips and nose, inhale deeply, exhale deeply, and couldn't help but lie on the table with a moan. His white and slender legs couldn't help but clamp it tightly.

"Bai Mufan...Bai Mufan..." Xia An murmured softly, constantly calling Bai Mufan's name. His beautiful and delicate face was already blushed, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and his emotions were about to overflow.

“!?”

Bai Mufan, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, was completely shocked.

Damn it?
Chapter completed!