What if there are no inhibitors?

"My deskmate knew that I like rabbits, so he bought it for me when he saw it." Han Lu's voice was flat.

"Ah..." Everyone elongated the tune unanimously.

A little disappointed, but they were quite impressed with Han Lu's slap-sized live rabbit.After all, he had never seen such a small pet, let alone imagined that Han Lu would keep it.

Now that I think about it, Brother Lu really likes rabbits.

After figuring this out.

"Okay, Brother Lu, let's go." The three boys put their shoulders together and left in disappointment.

A group of girls are left staring at you and me.

Han Lu stood up, looked down at the person sitting there, and said, "Go back to the dormitory."

Song Zhiwei was stunned for a moment: "Oh, here we come." After speaking, he immediately put on his schoolbag and followed.

After they left, the girls who stood there discussed in a tone that the other boys in the class couldn't hear.

"It's definitely tricky!"

"I know I like it, so I bought it for me. You guys think about this sentence carefully, does it have a tone of showing off?" The girl on the far right had a smirk on her face.

"I didn't hear the ostentatious tone, Xueshen doesn't seem like a person who can show off, but the most important thing—" the girl in the middle stretched her tone.

"What?" the other two whispered.

"There is a problem with this sentence itself. Is Xueshen the kind of person who will explain it extravagantly?" The girl in the middle asked left and right.

The other two nodded their heads: "It makes sense!"

Go out of the teaching building and go to the dormitory.

The cool wind blowing at night made my neck feel cool, but it was not cold, and it was very pleasant to blow.

The carp in the pond shone with colorful phosphorescence, and the flick of their tails made a splash of water.

There is still a long time before the dormitory lights are turned off, and the self-study classroom is not allowed to treat people after nightfall.So basically everyone will return to the dormitory with their schoolbags on their backs, and study for a while in the dormitory.

But there are extreme cases.

For example, scumbags who don't want to study.

Also like Han Yu.

Han Lu doesn't have a backpack, and he looks like an uncle in this school where everyone has a backpack.

It's not right to say that, to be fair, his back is tall and straight, even if he just looks at the back without a schoolbag, he stands out from the crowd.

Song Zhiwei remembered what Jian Chao said that Han Lu likes to pretend.

In fact, this was all a joke, anyone who knew him well knew that Han Lu really didn't put on airs.

Regarding learning, if Han Lu knows it, he knows it, and if he doesn't know it, he doesn't know it.He is never complacent or overly modest, and always gives people a very stable and strong feeling.

But Song Zhiwei went back to the dormitory to study every day with his schoolbag on his back.

As he walked, he opened his schoolbag and rummaged in it.

Han Lu slowed down, stared at Song Zhiwei's feet, and helped him when he was about to go up the stairs, and then said, "Can't you go back and look for it?"

"No." Song Zhiwei took out a soft white doll, lowered his head and put it on the zipper of his schoolbag with a smile on his face.

The structure of this button is strange, and he couldn't figure it out for a moment: "How do you fasten this?"

Han Lu took the rabbit and bent slightly to fix it for Song Zhiwei.

When two heads come together,

Song Zhiwei heard a pleasant chuckle from Han Lu's nasal cavity.The dark and clear eyes looked at him with a smile: "So impatient to wear the couple pendant?"

Song Zhiwei patted the hung rabbit: "Tomorrow will not be Valentine's Day, no one will notice."

Back in the dormitory, as soon as Song Zhiwei put down his schoolbag, Jian Chao stuck to it: "Wait a little longer."

"Isn't this the rabbit hanging on Han Lu's schoolbag? Why is it on your schoolbag?"

Song Zhiwei raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't need to ask, it's just one for each person."

"Huh~" Jian Chao's whole body trembled, "You two old men, show this kind of girly love, is it disgusting, you two?"

He was really stimulated today.

Miss referee ignored him.

On the night of Valentine's Day, we have to watch the two gay guys still show their affection.

What's even more frightening is that even though he is clearly a love expert, he still has zero records.

And Han Lu, a person like Han Lu who is so focused on solitary life and has his eyes above the top, actually has a boyfriend.Still a boyfriend who sleeps together every day and can love each other!

insult!What an insult!

"If I knew I wouldn't assist, who am I doing this for!" Jian Chao was very angry: "Is it to make me blind?"

Song Zhiwei raised his eyes, not knowing what stimulated Jian Chao today.

He and Han Lu met each other's eyes and understood each other's thoughts. --

They all walked towards Jian Chao.

Jian Chao also realized that he was talking too much, and the two people in front of him were not friendly, so he hurriedly backed away: "Guo Han, save me! Brother!"

The result was Guo Han's unscrupulous laughter.

Jian Chao cleared his throat: "I didn't do it on purpose, it's Valentine's Day for the two heroes, it's not appropriate to kill them."

Seeing Jian Chao approaching the balcony, Song Zhiwei smiled and said, "We won't beat you."

Jian Chao realized something and wanted to rush into the dormitory, but the door was blocked by two side-by-side human walls.

The door slammed shut and locked from the bedroom.

Jian Chao was alone and locked out of the balcony. He begged for a while: "I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Seeing no response, he then cursed angrily:

"Han Lu Song Zhiwei, you two are not human."

"You are dogs!"

Seeing his unlucky appearance, Song Zhiwei suddenly felt very happy, smiled and threw himself into Han Lu's arms, hugging Han Lu's waist.

The two moist grape eyes are dark and bright, and the smile is full of starlight.

Han Lu hooked his chin, lowered his head and kissed his hair.

The shouting and cursing outside suddenly disappeared.

Jian Chao changed from angry to extremely angry, and stood outside the door looking at the two with aggrieved and disbelieving eyes.

Crit!This is the biggest crit to him today!

It was quiet outside, but there was a deafening cough that knocked the ceiling down inside.

The two who were holding them were surprised.

Guo Han immediately put down the water glass and looked at Han Lu and Song Zhiwei with lingering fear. The coughing continued, and Song Zhiwei was afraid that Guo Han would almost lose his breath.

Facing Guo Han, who is not as thick-skinned as Jian Chao, he still feels a little ashamed.

He suddenly got up from Han Lu, stroked his hair uncomfortably, and began to study in his own place.Han Lu wisely didn't follow, the corners of his mouth pulled down to let Jian Chao in.

Jian Chao managed to catch the two of them. Before he could speak, Han Lu warned in a low voice, "Speak well."

Jian Chao kept silent, telling himself that it is better not to provoke the other party at this time.

Song Zhiwei went to bed after washing up, and saw the message from Han Lu.

Teacher Han: Let's go out to live this semester.

Song Zhiwei was startled, and quickly tapped the screen with his fingertips: Why?

Teacher Han: It’s not convenient in school.

Song Zhiwei:!

Teacher Han: Huh?

Song Zhiwei unconsciously scratched his palm with his thumb, and Han Lu over there was obviously more patient than him. After half a minute, Song Zhiwei replied: It's up to you.

Putting down the phone, he touched his face with his hand.

I don't know whether it is cold hands or hot face, the temperature difference is so big.

After a while, Han Lu sent another message: Come here.

Song Zhiwei:?

Teacher Han: I have something for you.

Song Zhiwei bit his lower lip and looked under the bed secretly. Guo Han and Jian Chao were both doing their own things under the bed.

He slowly opened the blackout curtain, and Han Lu handed over a packed box.

Song Zhiwei took it.

Han Lu didn't let go, and took the opportunity to kiss him on the forehead.

With a blushing face, Song Zhiwei took out his gift under the pillow: "Actually, I have something to give you too."

--

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After the exams on the first or second day of school, the teacher worked overtime to correct the exam papers.

The whole grade has lost the cheerful and chattering atmosphere of the beginning of school, and everything is gone.

Can they still immerse themselves in the winter vacation?

That doesn't exist.

This test directly rubbed their little hearts on the ground.

After the exam, everyone knew it in their hearts, and some even guessed that they had dropped a few points, their faces turned pale, and they no longer fought with classmates they hadn't seen for a long time like on the first day.

Even Jian Chao was unusually quiet.

With such a well-behaved atmosphere, Pharaoh walked into the class.He is holding a stack of A4 blank paper in his hand.

There was a sudden breath of air below.

The head teacher on the podium turned pale, and handed the A4 paper to Zuo Hufa beside the podium: "Send the report card."

There are three levels of Lao Wang's anger. The first one is to say a few words about you without pain or itching.The second is the rage, and the third is the present, the calm before the storm.

This time there was no sound of breathing.Everyone sat upright.

The grades of everyone in their class are printed on it, so Zuo Hufa is like sending out new papers

Counted seven like that and let the first row pass to the back.Then send the second vertical row.

Everyone takes one, not only can look at their own, but also others.

The only sound left in the classroom is the sound of hula hula quickly passing the report card.

Lao Wang stood on the podium, and the first sentence was not swearing but earnest: "I believe you can count your grades without looking at the report card. I bet the result is worse than you imagined. After studying new things this semester class, I started to review from the beginning in the third year of high school, and the progress will be faster by then, and you will be even more unbearable. What about now? I know that many of you are embarrassed

I will go out to make up classes during the holidays.I also know that you don't care about making up lessons. "

"Today's achievement!" In line with these words, Old Wang slammed on the table.

The heads in the classroom were a little lower.

Then Lao Wang talked about ideals and the future!

The boy's heart was poked, and his heart felt sour.

Might as well get angry.

Today's Lao Wang really didn't want to scold them, and finally started to encourage them: "I know you are tired from studying and want to play during the winter vacation. But in the past three years, I really don't have time to waste for you. It's okay if you fail in the exam this time." Don't be too shocked, the school just wants to sound a wake-up call for you, understand? Start studying hard today, just pick it up."

"Finally, I would like to praise Song Zhiwei again."

Song Zhiwei couldn't help sitting up straight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Lao Wang said: "No matter how other people are in their first year of high school, I can see the points in my class. Song Zhiwei has been studying steadily, and this time he got No. 7 in our class."

"Wow!"

The whole class screamed loudly.

It was also the first time the students below spoke since Lao Wang nagged for half a class.

Lao Wang's tone was really relaxed: "Didn't someone say yesterday that Song Zhiwei made progress at the same table? Then why did others make progress so fast this time?!"

The head teacher's questioning was so loud that Song Zhiwei bowed his head with a guilty conscience.

Han Lu glanced to the side from the corner of his eye, and laughed silently.

"Song Zhiwei doesn't look like a gifted student either."

Just call him stupid.Song Zhiwei's face was full of resentment.

Old Wang smiled: "But others are improving so fast, what does this mean? It means that talent is useless, hard work is useful."

"You all learn from Song Zhiwei!"

After this exam, the whole grade enters the learning state directly from the winter vacation.

It didn't take long for everyone to adapt to the life of a few papers a day.

The weather is gradually warming up.Although the temperature is not enough to take off a down jacket, it is more than enough to take off a sweater.

The blue and white sky is bright and clear, and the peach trees planted in the school grow young buds.

The wind blows on the face, a little itchy.

Physical education is probably the most popular class.

The teacher also understands everyone. After 10 minutes of preparatory activities, let them move freely.

Song Zhiwei and Han Lu walked around from the playground to the grove.

They didn't make outrageous movements, and they were even an arm's length away.

But it was sticky.

"That day Lao Wang said that I was quite happy when I got to No.7, but he suddenly mentioned your name later, saying how could I improve so fast without you during the winter vacation

, startled me. "Song Zhiwei's tone of fear still seems to be really frightened.

Han Lu laughed unkindly, and although his low voice was pleasant to hear, he still deserved a beating: "What are you afraid of?"

"Don't be afraid, come here, if you are so good, you can go to Lao Wang, go to the teaching director and say, Song Zhiwei's progress is so fast, it's all because of my boyfriend's good teaching."

Han Lu laughed out loud, "I do."

"Yes, you want to, but you don't dare. Why are you forcing Lai Lai if you don't dare?" Song Zhiwei spoke quickly

.But his voice when talking to Han Lu was a little softer than the others, waxy and waxy, this kind of scolding was like a milk cat scratching his paw.

Han Lu pushed Song Zhiwei against a nearby tree with a slight push. He closed his eyelids and carefully looked at the pink, moist and delicious lips: "The mouth is so sharp? Let me try it with With a knife."

Song Zhiwei raised his neck in cooperation, and put his hands around Han Lu's neck.

He liked this movement very much, as if Han Lu was wrapped in his arms and under his control.

The sound of sizzling water and one or two nasal hums sounded in the quiet grove.

Han Lu made a lot of tricks, rubbing his waist made him so comfortable that he couldn't help humming.

The two of them have already mastered each other's kisses.

But this time Song Zhiwei felt hot all over his body, and his heart beat faster than the first time he was kissed.

Maybe it's broad daylight now, and the students in their class are all wandering around.

This kind of excitement is not comparable to usual.

"What if... um... someone comes?" Song Zhiwei asked intermittently.

"It's okay, I'm listening."

Because of this sentence, Song Zhiwei narrowed his eyes in peace.

He really likes Han Lu's lips, they should look cold, but they are actually soft and sweet.

...

A strong tingling itch shot out from his tailbone.

Song Zhiwei yelled in discomfort and dissatisfaction, which was much more exciting than the previous humming.

Han Lu stopped, and his magnetic voice was lowered: "Baby, it's a bad thing for you to scream like that."

Han Lu seldom called him baby, but every time he did, it was extremely lethal.

Song Zhiwei violently pushed the person in front of him away.

That familiar feeling rushed to the limbs.Obviously, the whole body began to heat up and generate heat, but the blood was cold.

With red eyes in panic, he ran into the woods with his head in his arms.

Han Lu was startled by the sudden turn of events, and quickly chased after him: "Why are you running? Slow down! Don't fall."

A prophecy.

Song Zhiwei fell to the ground violently.

Han Luguang's heart ached when he heard that sound.

He ran over quickly, squatted down and helped Song Zhiwei up.