The one who shoots is the attack, the one who touches is the one who touches

Song Zikai began to feel that Fang Yishun was a little abnormal after the first English dictation results were sent out.

He scored full marks as he expected.

After walking to Song Yikai and laughing at Song Yikai's five points, he walked back in a good mood.

Then I saw a trace of gloom on Fang Yishun's face that was always full of vigor.

So he walked back quickly and patted him on the shoulder, asking him, "Did you fail the English test?"

Fang Yishun made room for him, and nodded with a sad face, "I only scored 55, and I didn't even reach the passing mark."

He has never comforted anyone since he was a child, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only say dryly, "It's okay, I will pass the exam next time."

Fang Yishun suddenly threw himself into his arms, without saying a word, as if he was extremely sad.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to push it away, seeing the ambiguous/ambiguous eyes of the people around him, he stared back one by one.

Then he stretched out his hand stiffly and patted his back lightly.

After a while, he suddenly felt that Fang Yishun's hand was sliding down, and then landed on his buttocks and stopped moving.

Grooving?Eat my tofu?

Song Zikai thought so in his heart, but he also felt that he thought too badly of him, maybe his hand just dropped accidentally.

Fang Yishun is so cute, how could he do such a perverted thing!

Just when the class bell rang, Fang Yishun lay back on his stomach, as if he didn't realize that his hand had just landed on Song Zikai's buttocks.

Song Zikai collected himself and threw the thoughts out of his mind.

My deskmate is so cute, it can't be a pervert!

***

The second time I had this thought was when I was in class.

It was Chinese class that day.

Chinese class is boring for both of them.

The Chinese teacher is a college student who just graduated, with little experience and shyness.

The things I talked about were not attractive enough, so most of the students often missed the class.

And she didn't dare to scold, so she could only pretend that she didn't see it, thinking that one more thing is worse than one thing less, as long as the test results are good.

After all, for something like Chinese, it is more important to understand it yourself.

The weather was very hot that day, both he and Fang Yishun were drowsy.

Finally unable to hold on any longer, he approached Fang Yishun in a low voice and said, "Let's go to sleep."

Fang Yishun's eyes were already close to narrowing. Hearing what he said, he nodded lightly, and really fell asleep with his right hand on his pillow and squinted his eyes towards him.

Seeing that his comrade-in-arms had fallen, and the burden in his heart was gone, he also closed his eyes.

When he woke up, he felt something was wrong with his body.

When I felt it carefully, I found that there was an extra hand on the buttocks.

He turned his head lightly, and saw Fang Yishun's left hand, which was firmly placed on his buttocks, motionless.

He sat forward a little, and Fang Yishun's hands had no support, and they slid down on the chair.

He thought it must have fallen off accidentally while falling asleep.

Just like last time, it must be my own illusion.

After that, Fang Yishun's hand never touched his butt again.

Song Zikai was finally relieved, and the thoughts in his heart gradually disappeared with time.

Just say it!My deskmate is so cute, he must not be a pervert!