Precautions for the care of mermaid after marriage

After a long time, Yan Yu gradually felt a little out of breath, and unconsciously hummed softly.He pushed Song Wen lightly, and his lips and teeth were rubbing together, muttering vaguely.

At this time, the whole music just stopped, and the world was quiet.Song is proficient in gluttony, and finally let him go.

The lips parted, Yan Yu lowered his head slightly, his whole face was hot, and he gasped lightly.Song Yan still stared at him halfway, his eyes were dark, and he restrained himself from doing more.

It's still inappropriate here, tsk.

With a pleasant smile in his eyes, he leaned close to Yan Yu's ear: "What did you just say?"

The slight heat caused Yan and half of his body to go through a burst of electricity in an instant, he stepped back a little, his face was still red, and then he supported Song Wen's shoulder with a serious face.

"stand at attention!"

"Okay, sir!" Song Yan's lips curled up slightly, and he put his retracted hands against the seam of his trousers, and stood upright against the wall.

He is not at all like someone who just did something bad, he is serious and obedient.

Yan and Puchi smiled, folded their arms and looked at him, slightly raised their heads: "I was just talking about you old dog."

"Well, I'm Old Goubi." Song Fan replied shamelessly, "I'm still your boyfriend."

"." Yan Yu was really convinced now, "I just want to know where you all learned it."

Obviously just confirmed the relationship, he kissed directly, and it was... stupid, making him look like he came from a feudal society.

What kind of mosaic operation is sticking out the tongue... It's too exciting.

Song Yan really thought about it for a while, and then replied: "I haven't studied it before, and I'm a novice, can I get an A?"

When you meet this person, it's instinctive.

"Let's do it." Yan Yu moved his eyes to the side, but he still didn't dare to look directly at Song Wen, "Let's go, it's time for class."

His ending sound became lower and lower, and with a little excitement, he whispered the address: "Boyfriend."

Song Yan's heart was itchy when he was provoked: "Wait a minute."

"What's the matter?" Yan Yu was walking, and looked back at him, with light in his eyes, and the redness on his cheeks was still there.

Song Yan approached and hugged his shoulder, and quickly pressed another kiss on his lips lightly, and it was instantly broken: "Let me make sure, you are mine now."

The cool touch on the lips for a moment made Yan Yu unconsciously recall all the in-depth entanglements just now.

Grass.Yan Yu felt that he hadn't made a mistake before.

Song knew this person, it was really a huge pit.

He held back for a long time, and replied with some reluctance to admit defeat: "Well, you are mine too."

Then he immediately opened the white iron door: "Hurry up, we're going to be late."

Damn, my face is burning.

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When I got back to work, I just rang the class bell.The fact that the two of them ran away was a little strange, but it wasn't unique, so everyone didn't care much, and they still went their own way.

The next moment the physics teacher walked in, and the whole class stood up and shouted hello to the teacher.

This lesson reviews momentum, a seemingly simple thing that actually stumps many people.Yan Yu propped his head with one hand and listened to it without bounds, while thinking wildly in his mind.

Did he simply sell himself to that Goubi?

And how to talk about love, I haven't talked about it, is there a date.

Do you want to play black together?Forget it.

Song Fan was sorting the papers in the table hole one by one beside him.He flew to the school early in the morning, received an award and went back to work to catch up on sleep, and then went to the roof of the auditorium to eat some desserts.

Well, it's delicious, soft and sweet.

He was tidying up, when he suddenly remembered something, he whispered to the side of the banquet and asked: "At the same table, can you continue to bring me with you when you plan to study the questions in the future?"

I declined the last banquet on the grounds that I was squeezed out by a little fairy called a physics competition.

Yan Yu thought about his own long-distance theory before, and hummed softly from his nasal cavity: "Well, think about it, can you give me a reason?"

"First, I still want to be a qualified Aladdin." Song Yan clamped the papers together, his tone was very serious, "You can't give up halfway."

Banquet and music: "What about the second one?"

Song Wen smiled and said, "Second, I want to call my boyfriend."

From the moment Song Yan confessed, he never concealed his possessive desire.As if being at the same table at school all day wasn't enough, there's more to it.

The lack of sense of security caused by family reasons made him want to occupy the banquet and all the space.

Now Yan Yu finally has some immunity to Song Yan's wave energy, mainly because what happened between classes just now stimulated him too much.

But I still couldn't help the joy in my heart.

He pursed his lips: "Hey Aladdin."

"Ok?"

"You can't deliberately leak water in the exam."

Yan Yu's words mean agreement.

"If you want to release the water, you should have released it long ago." Song Yan smiled sideways, "I still have to do everything I can to do so hard."

Yan Yu then rolled his eyes: "That's fine."

The two of them whispered to each other in class like this. Although the physics teacher turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, he still couldn't see it. Have you regressed in class?"

"No." Song Fan got up and replied casually, walked straight to the podium, glanced at the question, did not think much, and began to solve the problem step by step in an orderly manner.

Yan Yu propped his head up and watched leisurely.This question is not difficult, but it is estimated to be a bit expensive to write.

Well, I didn't expect Song Wen's writing on the blackboard to be pretty.

As expected of him.

At this time, while the physics teacher turned his back to them and watched Song Fan solve the problem, a ball of paper hit Yanyu's shoulder and bounced to the ground.

As soon as Yan Yu turned his head, Zhang Chenyang blinked at him.

"..."

Yan Yu probably knew what was going on, bent over to pick up the ball of paper, and unfolded it in twos and twos.

The words like a dog crawling on it read: [Are you talking? 】

Yan Yu didn't continue to use the ancient method of passing notes, raised his arms slightly, and said "OK".

Nothing to hide.

I even wanted to announce to the world: You male god, I have taken it down.

For a moment, Zhang Chenyang had the feeling that my family had just grown up, so he wrote another paper ball and threw it over. Well, this paper ball has been written for a long time.

As soon as the banquet was opened, the Arabic numerals 9 were written all over it.

"."

It's really simple and rude.

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After class in the afternoon, a few of them went to Student Street for dinner together, and waited for evening self-study, and by the way, it was a small dinner for Song Yan.

It's a pity that there was only an hour and a half free in the middle, and I was still doing math self-study at night, so I couldn't escape in a large area, and I couldn't drink alcohol.

The group of them knew each other well, so they found a box, discussed and finished ordering the dishes.

After the waiter left, Mo Hengyu patted Song Yan on the shoulder: "I almost thought you wouldn't come back, almost two months, it's fine."

"That's right, the male god." Li Zi said while knocking on the melon seeds, "I want to change seats to sit with Brother Yan."

You can also give him lecture questions, alas, the third year of high school.

Hearing Li Zi's words, Zhang Chenyang was the first to send out a first-level alarm in his heart.Seeing Song Yan raised his eyelids lightly, he said jokingly, "Then just think about it."

Before Yan Yu had time to say a word, there was an explosion of tongues on the field.

"Oh hoo." He Shaonan began to boo, "You are so domineering at your tablemate! Song, hello, hello."

Mo Hengyu stretched out a hand: "Come, Mr. Song, shake hands."

So Song Yan really shook hands politely.

On the opposite side, Cheng Hao teased Liu Zhao quietly: "Why do I feel that your prophet is stable again?"

Li Zi apologized while spitting out the skin of melon seeds: "Male god, I was wrong, I shouldn't have missed your real estate."

Yan Yu couldn't bear it when he heard this sentence, and said casually: "No, what kind of messed up script are you guys talking about?"

As he spoke, he evoked a shallow smile: "What is real estate?"

He Shaonan didn't see Yan Yu's slight smile, thinking that he was angry and was going to smooth things over.Seeing Yan Yu directly from under the table, he took Song Wen's hand up and held it slightly.

"This is not a real estate agent." He paused, looked at Song Wen, and said lightly, "This is my boyfriend."

Obviously extremely shy, pretending to be calm here.

Song Yan tightened his fingers holding Yan Yu, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Well, this is my boyfriend."

There was silence for a moment, and everyone looked at the young man's intertwined hands together.

The next moment, Cheng Hao stood up and patted Liu Zhao: "Fuck! Are you a fucking prophet!?"

Zhang Chenyang finally cheered, using the cup as a microphone: "Congratulations, brother Yan, for lifting the single curse for the first time in 18 years!"

Mo Hengyu followed suit: "Congratulations to Brother Song, who was dismissed for the first time in 18 years!"

"Ahhh, we are together! Giving fish is real!" Li Zi shouted, "I really want to share happiness with Sister Linglan!"

Song Yan lowered his eyes slightly, this time he didn't say that Li Zi should just think about it, but chuckled lightly: "Yes."

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