Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

Xia Zhiye also wanted to be gentle at first, but the control of the two affectionate teenagers was not so good.

When he realized that he was about to lose control, he tilted his head and tried to avoid it, Song Yan leaned over him and said in a low voice: "Xia Zhiye, this time I'm not too young, My body is getting better, and I want to."

Xia Zhiye's palm on his waist couldn't help but exert a little force, his throat rolled gently, and his voice was low and gentle: "Song Yan, are you sure?"

This kind of thing has to be asked again, is it a man?

Song Yan didn't have the cheek to say this sentence a second time, and got up and left with red ears: "Forget it, if you don't want to pull it..."

become turbulent.

It wasn't until Song Yan's physical strength couldn't bear it any longer that she fell asleep in Xia Zhiye's arms exhausted.

When she woke up the next morning, Song Yan felt that her bones were about to disintegrate, her whole body was in pain, her throat was hoarse, and it was as if she was about to die if she moved.

It doesn't matter if you are beautiful this spring, but if you are beautiful three times in one night, it does matter.

The kind of urgency that sucks.

He was lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, and when he saw Xia Zhiye come in with the porridge and open the door, his eyes were cold enough to kill.

Xia Zhiye caught a glimpse of the red mark on Song Yan's collar on the small piece of skin that was exposed, and knew that what he had done last night was a little too much, so he coughed with a guilty conscience, and sat down with the bowl Next to the bed, he touched his forehead, and after confirming that he had no fever, he asked, "Are you feeling sick to your stomach?"

Song Yan looked at him coldly: "You don't have any points in your heart?"

“…”

Although I cleaned up Song Yan very carefully and seriously last night, but after all, this is the first time, I have no experience, and because of the sudden incident, I did not wear that thing, in case it is really What, then his boyfriend can punish himself and apologize.

So he asked in a low voice, "Should we go to the hospital if you're not feeling well?"

Why go to the hospital?

Go to the hospital and tell the doctor that his stomach hurts because his boyfriend is too impersonal?

Xia Zhiye can afford to lose this person, but he can't afford to lose this person.

"Go to the **** hospital."

Song Yan gave Xia Zhiye a sullen look.

Xia Zhiye thought he didn't want to move, and continued to coax in a low voice, "Aren't you feeling sick to your stomach? Let's go to the hospital to see if there is any problem..."

"No problem."

Song Yan did not want to continue this topic at all, and interrupted fiercely, "Except for a little bit, there is no problem with the fart, okay, satisfied, can you start?"

Then he held the bowl in one hand, supported Song Yan in the other, and scooped a spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

Song Yan was so tired that she didn't even want to lift her hands, so she simply let Xia Zhiye feed each spoonful, with a lazy and arrogant expression, like a real eldest young master in ancient times.

Fortunately, Xia Zhiye, the maid in the room who had just been straightened, was also very happy. After serving Song Yan, eating, drinking, and washing up, she also lay on the bed, holding Song Yan and planning to sleep together for a while. .

As soon as he met Song Yan, Song Yan stepped back vigilantly, making Xia Zhiye angry and funny: "Am I that kind of person?"

Song Yan snorted coldly: "Aren't you that kind of person?"

“…”

"Do you still want the future?"

Song Yan felt that this person was just daydreaming and kicked Xia Zhiye out of bed.

Xia Zhiye climbed up again consciously, got into the bed, and patiently coaxed: "Don't worry, I will practice diligently in the future, improve my technology, and ensure the user experience, and I will not charge for the first time. "

"Stupid."

Song Yan finally couldn't help but scolded with a smile, and didn't kick Xia Zhiye away again.

Xia Zhiye hugged Song Yan, rubbed his waist for him, and asked, "Then what are we doing today, are we just resting at home, or do you want to play?"

"Did you have a holiday today?"

Song Yan asked.

"Well." Xia Zhiye asked, "what's the matter?"

"Is there anyone in my seat?"

"No. No one took your seat after that."

"Then let's go back to No. 3 Middle School." Song Yan lowered her eyelashes and said lightly, "Sneak in, last night's self-study."

Walk through the woods hand in hand.

Like every other school couple.

Xia Zhiye knew Song Yan's thoughts and hugged him tighter: "Okay."

·

Thanks to the lax management of the third middle school and the cover of the chubby Zhao Ruiwen, Song Yan successfully infiltrated the third class of Nanwu third middle school.

It happened that it was the head teacher Ruan Tian who stayed on the weekends for self-study. the location of the window.

Although the classroom was moved from the original floor to the first floor for the convenience of the senior three students, when she sat back in this position, Song Yan suddenly felt that the time was a little dazed, like a year ago, He was not forced to leave, nor did he go to Beijing.

Together with Xia Zhiye, together with this group of warm classmates who seem unreliable but make him feel accepted by the group again, are preparing for the college entrance examination and preparing for life Go in a better direction.

He squeezed the brim of the baseball cap and pressed it down hard, trying to cover his eyes that might be revealing.

However, Xia Zhiye still found it, and gently held his hand under the table. The sleeves of the school uniform were wide, hanging down naturally, blocking their fingertips.

Song Yan didn't let go, just took a book of review knowledge points from Xia Zhiye's table with her other hand, and read it silently.

Xia Zhiye didn't bother him either, just held his hand, then held the pen with the other hand, and made key points on the notebook one by one.

The windows of the classroom were half open, and the night wind blew in faintly. The incandescent lamp on the ceiling was quietly lit, and a few spots of light fell on the smooth table.

On the blackboard in front of the classroom, a large "Countdown to 93 days" is written in chalk in the upper right corner, and the students sitting in the classroom are no longer always on the same day as a year ago. During self-study, I secretly chatted and passed notes, played games, and even fought against landlords with three people, but they were all immersed in reviewing, writing hard, and fighting for a better life in the future.

The classroom was so quiet that only the sound of pages turning pages and the swishing of the tip of a pen across the paper.

Song Yan was in such an environment, secretly holding hands with Xia Zhiye under the table, enjoying this rare tranquility and comfort.

, you ... you hurry ... cough cough cough - "

Because she spoke too hastily, she choked on her saliva and coughed until her face was red.

Xia Zhiye patted him on the back and said lazily, "Slow down, there are no ghosts chasing him."

"Oh, I can't slow down, I can't slow down, there are no ghosts chasing after, but Liu Deqing is chasing!" Xiaopang finally let his breath go, and was anxious to death, "I don't know if he is idle or not. The guy has nothing to do, but he actually came to inspect the evening self-study on the big weekend night. When I came, he was already at the door of the third class, you two, hurry up and run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud voice came from the back door of the classroom: "Who is this! Why don't you stand on someone else's seat for self-study at night! Do you like standing? Like standing there Just come to the Academic Affairs Office and stand in front of me! Eh...wait...why is there one more person in your class?"

When Liu Deqing saw that there was another person next to Xia Zhiye, which should have been vacant, he was stunned for a while, and then he felt a little familiar.

When she reacted again, Xia Zhiye threw her schoolbag out of the window, and then shouted "Brother, run away", and the two of them nimbly supported the window sill and jumped lightly. , out the window.

The remaining Liu Deqing, who finally reacted, rushed to the window angrily and shouted angrily, "Xia Zhiye! Why is it you again!"

He shouted and was ready to go through the window to catch up.

Can only give up the charge plan, shout at the birthday of the two arrogant backs: "Xia Zhiye! Song Yan! You two come back to me! Come back to me immediately! Don't rely on you Qingbei Miaozi doesn't take the school rules seriously! Come back soon! Do you hear me!"

I heard.

but don't care.

Xia Zhiye and Song Yan were carrying their schoolbags, holding hands, laughing, and ran to the short fence at the back of the school, without looking back, without respect, it was too much!

Help me chase it!"

Liu Yue straightened his desk, which had been kicked upside down, with a look of justice, held up his English book, and said sternly: "I'm sorry, teacher, time is precious, I have to concentrate on my studies."

Liu Deqing: "???"

When did your kid love learning so much? ? ?

Do you think I'm stupid? !

But this excuse was too high-sounding, so he couldn't refute it, he could only look up at Ruan Tian angrily: "Mr. Ruan! How can you let students from other schools into the classroom! This is against our school The classmates are irresponsible, you know?!"

Ruan Tian looked innocent: "I thought that Song Yan's English is very, very good, better than all the students in our grade, so I asked him to share his learning experience, I didn't expect It's a pity that you were scared away by you, Director, before I could share it."

Liu Deqing: "???"

So my problem?

Despite the questioning eyes, Ruan Tian still looked innocent: "If you don't believe me, ask them."

The whole class nodded wildly, even his own nephew.

Liu Deqing: “…”

Even though he knew something was wrong, he couldn't say anything, so he could only get angry and quickly organize the language, intending to have a good time with the people in this class.

However, before he could speak, Zhao Ruiwen, the study committee member next to him, pushed up his glasses and said solemnly: "Director Liu, there are 93 days left for the college entrance examination. Everyone is very nervous about reviewing, and the time is very short. Precious, you have already wasted three minutes for everyone. There are 37 students in the classroom, which is 111 minutes. How do you plan to compensate the students for this time?"

Liu Deqing: "?"

"So please Director Liu not to delay everyone's study."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ruiwen lowered his head to answer the question without giving another look.

The rest of the class followed suit.

The entire classroom instantly restores a very good and positive learning atmosphere, which makes people unbearable to destroy.

Liu Deqing was left standing alone.

Is it really his fault?

Then he goes?

Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, who successfully escaped from the crime scene under the cover of the whole class, have successfully climbed out of the back door of the school.

When Song Yan jumped off the wall, Xia Zhiye caught Song Yan, knowing she didn't need it.

.

“His—”

After two painful breaths, Song Yan slammed Xia Zhiye with a punch: "Who the **** wants you to pick it up!"

Xia Zhiye smiled and hugged Song Yan: "Oh, isn't it a failure to restore the idol drama scene, don't be angry, I watched a lot of school dramas and learned it specially, but I don't know They actually lied."

"Are you an idiot, the heroines in school dramas are only a few tens of pounds? I can compare with them, are you ignorant of the fact that your boyfriend is a big man?" Although Song Yan was scolding, she couldn't hold back, she was so foolishly forced to laugh out loud by Xia Zhiye.

Song Yan thought of Liu Deqing's frantic look at the window just now, and nodded: "It feels good."

Scholar Song didn't find it because he was in a good mood. He just lay lazily on Xia Zhiye and asked, "What project? Let me hear it?"

Xia Zhiye blinked: "Kissing secretly in the corner of the campus at night."

"...Grass! Xia Zhiye! You want a face, okay... um..."

Song Yan's angry words were finally submerged in a low chuckle and the gentle night wind.

The peach blossoms on the back **** of No. 3 Middle School opened again, and swayingly fell a petal or two, brushed the cheeks of the two, and gently dropped some blessings.

Song Yan closed her eyes in self-denial and thought, Forget it, seeing the comfort and excitement of this puppy love campus project, she temporarily spared Xia Zhiye's dog's life.

It just fulfilled those envy and expectations when he was alone in Beijing watching other campus couples get tired.

But only temporarily.

Next time Xia Zhiye becomes a dog, he will definitely beat him.

Yes.

Song Yan secretly made up her mind.