Senior help me chase him back

Song Xiuyang's mouth is not as gentle as ever, like the sunshine on the iceberg that has been around for thousands of years, like the wind blowing willows in spring, and more like iced drinks in summer.

Cheng Qiao was completely intoxicated by Song Xiuyang's hot words, even a single word made him burn unbearably.

What fascinates him the most is the love words in his ears, which are fascinating and deeply involved.

"Jojo."

"Ok?"

"say you Love Me."

"Love you."

"Who love me?"

"I... um..."

"Add the names together."

"Song Xiuyang, I love you."

Song Xiuyang watched the unconscious person utter the touching words of love under his guidance again, and left a mouthful on his forehead in satisfaction.

"Baby, I love you too."

……

It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night when Cheng Qiao woke up from the dream. He moved his disorganized body and tried to sit up, but found that Song Xiuyang was still holding the computer and looking at something.

Because he was afraid of disturbing his rest, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the brightness on his computer screen was also turned down very low by him.

Cheng Qiao deliberately turned over and rolled to Song Xiuyang's side, "Why did you wake up?" Because the glasses reflected light on the computer screen, Cheng Qiao was a little scared.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" Sometimes Cheng Qiao really doubted his physical strength. He was obviously a boy. Why was there such a big gap? Every time he was tortured and fell asleep, he was still in good spirits.

Cheng Qiao didn't answer his words, she put her arms around Song Xiuyang's waist, leaned on him, and buried her face in his arms.

Song Xiuyang closed the computer, and the room was plunged into darkness. Cheng Qiao deliberately got up and pressed him down, but just holding Song Xiuyang, he would no longer ask for trouble and seduce others.

"How about I accompany you to class tomorrow morning?"

Song Xiuyang stroked his cheek in the dark, smiled and put a mouthful on his forehead.

Maybe it is not enough, the mouth should not slide down gradually, the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, the corners of the mouth, and the chin.

"Okay, but I'm afraid you won't be able to get up."

"If you don't continue, you can still enjoy the treatment of the class that your boyfriend accompanied you." Cheng Qiao closed her eyes, but she was already warmed up by his words of "don't mess with people".

People who are in love, and the two of them are young and passionate, it must be a lie to say that they don't want to. Sometimes Cheng Qiao even thinks that it's not bad for the two of them to do nothing, just stay in bed until dark.

"Like milk, huh?"

Look, Song Xiuyang started again.

Cheng Qiao instinctively wanted to refuse, but was thwarted by his mechanical movements. When Song Xiuyang said that he liked milk and milk, he nodded subconsciously.

Depend on!He did not want!

Well, it's not that I don't want to, but my body is really...

But he couldn't help but think too much, Song Xiuyang's love words and his words fell quickly, and this time, he was directly paralyzed and numb.

"Senior, dirty... um..."

"What about you? Why are you doing this?"

"I?"

"I also like to drink. I don't need you to accompany me to class tomorrow. Take a good rest and give you a holiday. Tonight, please satisfy me."

……

The next day, Cheng Qiao gloriously missed breakfast and lunch, and slept until the afternoon.

When he sat up from the bed violently, Song Xiuyang miraculously appeared on the sofa in the living room, holding a notebook on his body.

Cheng Qiao rubbed his eyes, then looked at the clock on the wall, three o'clock, shouldn't he be in class at this time?

"Song Xiuyang, are you skipping class again?"

Song Xiuyang put the notebook aside without closing it, patted the empty seat beside him, and said, "Come and sit, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Cheng Qiao was a little nervous, he knew that Song Xiuyang had helped him rub the medicine after they went crazy last night.

"It's okay." He walked obediently to Song Xiuyang's side, but before he could sit down, Song Xiuyang grabbed him and fell into his embrace.

He sat on Song Xiuyang's lap, such ambiguous movements reminded him of last night, where Song Xiuyang learned the movements from, tossing him enough.

Song Xiuyang patted his head, then looked at his kissed (swollen) mouth, after a long time, Cheng Qiao's lips were still a little red (swollen)

"Did you use too much force last night?" Song Xiuyang touched the corner of Cheng Qiao's mouth with a very apologetic voice.

"Fortunately, it's actually quite comfortable."

sky!Is this what shameless people should say?To be honest, it is really comfortable.

Song Xiuyang smiled, leaned close to his ear, deliberately provoked, and said:

"It's fine if it's comfortable, or do you prefer something heavier?"

Last night, Song Xiuyang deliberately used some strength, but he did not expect the effect to be surprisingly good.Cheng Qiao is becoming more and more sensitive. He is very soft and very malleable. The posture he wants can really fit, especially the water... lying under him, it is gorgeous like a flower.

Song Xiuyang thought that enough was enough, but he didn't expect to keep him until dawn again.

Cheng Qiao really liked Song Xiuyang's flirting, but he didn't want to spend all day on it.

He wanted to change the subject, and shifted his gaze to Song Xiuyang's notebook beside him, "What are you looking at?" But when he saw the videos and photos appearing on the computer screen, he felt uncomfortable.

The flames that had been suppressed by him showed signs of recovery.

"You... how do you see these..."

The computer screen is full of restricted/rated photos and videos. Song Xiuyang is sitting here solemnly, watching this, taking last night...

He suddenly remembered that he was also looking at the computer last night, then he woke up, and then he changed the method...

Cheng Qiao's face turned red instantly.

Song Xiuyang noticed his gaze, adjusted Cheng Qiao's position, and took the notebook over with a smile, "Do you want to read it together?"

"I don't watch it, you...how can you watch these...it's against the law."

Cheng Qiao said serious nonsense, but he didn't know that his face became more and more red.

"Oh? We're adults, not to mention that we're in a foreign country. The websites I've seen are all official websites, and there are absolutely no viruses and are illegal."

Cheng Qiao: "..." How could he forget that this is a foreign country!

"Then you, last night, were also watching this?"

Song Xiuyang: "Yes."

Depend on!Can you stop talking about it so seriously.

Song Xiuyang: "Is the effect very good? I think you like it."

Cheng Qiao: "Don't tell me, you skipped class because you have been studying this."

Song Xiuyang thought for a while, and said, "Actually, no, I didn't skip class, but I have been researching."

Cheng Qiao: "..." Your family is so confident in watching movies!

Song Xiuyang didn't see Cheng Qiao talking, thinking that he didn't have a good rest, "How about we watch it again at night?"

Cheng Qiao: "..." Senior, where's your aloofness? Don't you want your Gaoling Flower hat?

Cheng Qiao didn't dare to ask, he was really afraid that Song Xiuyang would tell him seriously, with you, what else would he need.

It's sweet, but he can't take it! ! !

"Okay, let's get down to business." Song Xiuyang turned off the computer, put it aside, and put Cheng Qiao down as well.The two faced each other, making Cheng Qiao a little nervous.

"Say, I'm listening"

Song Xiuyang first poured him a cup of milk tea, brought some small cakes and put them in front of Cheng Qiao, "Listen to me while you eat."

Cheng Qiao was so hungry that she pressed her chest against her back, picked up the milk tea and took a big sip first.

"I went to class in the morning, and there was no class in the afternoon, so I came back early."

Cheng Qiao was eating, while Song Xiuyang was talking.

"From tomorrow, I will be busy for a week. I have to go to class in the morning and the laboratory in the afternoon. Maybe I don't have much time to accompany you during the day."

Seeing that Cheng Qiao wanted to interrupt, Song Xiuyang hurriedly interrupted him, "Listen to me first."

Cheng Qiao nodded cooperatively.

"If you feel bored in the morning, you can take class with me, but the laboratory in the afternoon..."

"I know, I'll just wait for you when I come back."

The boyfriend was so considerate, but Song Xiuyang felt a little guilty. He ran back for himself, but he didn't have time to accompany him.

"I'm fine, you continue." Cheng Qiao stuffed another big mouthful of cake into his mouth.

"The time in the laboratory is not certain. It may be able to leave school on time, or it may be delayed."

"Eight o'clock? Nine o'clock?" Cheng Qiao swallowed the cake whole, and took a sip of the milk tea in a hurry. The sweet and silky feeling filled his mouth instantly.

He remembered that in Beijing University, Song Xiuyang also came back very late several times.

"Maybe later, that's what I'm thinking about. Should you go home first? We can video when I leave school at night. When I'm done with this time, I'll take a few days off and go find you."

"No." Cheng Qiao directly vetoed it without thinking.

"I don't want it. I came all the way here. It's only been three days. Are you going to drive me away?"

Song Xiuyang was a little impatient, and quickly hugged him, "It's not rushing, I'm afraid I won't have time to accompany you? I'm afraid you will be alone, and I'm afraid you will think I'm ignoring you."

"However, if you let me go like this, I will think that you don't want to perfunctory me, and you let me go because you are afraid that I will disturb you."

Song Xiuyang looked at the well-known school bully in front of him, who would have thought that he was nestling in his arms at this moment, so self-willed and with a low IQ.

Song Xiuyang smiled, and stroked Cheng Qiao's hair, "Okay, I won't let you go, but there is still a week until the Spring Festival, so you have to book a ticket, right?"

Cheng Qiao: "That's natural. I still have something to tell my parents that day."

Song Xiuyang: "What about the two of us?"

Cheng Qiao nodded.

The smile on Song Xiuyang's mouth was even brighter, he hugged him tightly, his voice was extremely low, and the sound of the subwoofer made people feel numb, "So, are you reminding me that I must take you to see my parents when I have time?"

Cheng Qiao was stunned, a little dumbfounded, "No... I didn't mean that, don't think too much. I just think my parents like you, and it's okay to know that we are together."

Song Xiuyang thought of Cheng's father and Cheng's mother's excessive enthusiasm, "They like me very much, but when I return to China, you can go back with me."

Thinking of this, Song Xiuyang suddenly had an immature idea, he glanced at the person in his arms, it seemed that he must work harder.

"Jojo, let's go out for a walk and have dinner by the way."

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