Bunny

Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't tell what it felt like at that moment, it was as if someone grabbed his heart, and he felt his heart beat violently, and his blood boiled, rushing in his veins, A surge of hot blood rushed straight to his head, and his head went blank for two seconds.

It took two seconds for him to regain his composure.

"Don't talk nonsense." When he spoke again, he found that his voice became tense. He wanted to say something to scold Li Heng, but his mind was blank and he couldn't say anything.

Li Heng didn't find anything wrong with the seal at all. Anyway, the seal had a cold face every day, and he was used to it, so he just muttered to himself: "Just now Wen Zhuo asked me what do you like, and said he wanted to buy some There are things you like, and there are very important things to tell you, you see, isn't this a confession?"

The more Li Heng talked, the more he felt that he was reasonable. He rubbed his chin and said in a serious manner: "I think, Wen Zhuo must be fascinated by the big brother. No matter how difficult it is to restrain his feelings for the big brother, he must find a time to vent it. An old saying goes well, people, if you don’t explode in silence, you will pervert in silence, and if you’re not—eh? Eh, boss?”

As Li Heng was talking, he realized that the people around him had left. He went straight from the back to the first row and sat in Li Heng's seat.

The seal is too high, sitting next to Wen Zhuo, even the sun is blocked a lot, Wen Zhuo is conditioned to be terrified when he sees the seal now, always feels that he will be grabbed by the belt at any time. Smash on the ground.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after Feng Qi sat down, Wen Zhuo felt his lower back start to feel cold, and he had a feeling that he was being targeted by a large beast.

The students in the back also looked at Feng Qi with some surprise——as the class monitor, shouldn't you stand behind?

Feng Qi rubbed the yellow sand under his feet impatiently with the soles of his shoes, licked the gap between his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and tapped his knees unconsciously with his fingers, feeling a little annoyed.

He had been listening to Li Heng's babble from behind just now, and he felt as if someone had set fire to his heart until it burned to the top of his head. He walked over from behind without thinking, and when he realized it, he They were already sitting next to Wen Zhuo.

He shouldn't be sitting here, he has to stand behind, he has to get up and walk back immediately, but he came here for no reason, and then left without any reason, it seems a bit strange.

Feng Qi subconsciously glanced at Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo seemed to be more nervous than him, his back was straight, his hands were clenched into small fists, and were tightly clamped between his thighs. He clearly noticed his gaze, but he still pretended to be watching. No, just staring at the stage.

Feng Qi looked at his round face, his heart burned, and he said in a low voice: "I—"

Wen Zhuo was startled, and looked back at him nervously.

He saw that Feng Qi's expression was very tense, he looked very fierce, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were fixed on him, there was flaming magma rolling inside, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't. After saying that, the next second, the corners of his mouth tightened again.

He looked hesitant to speak.

But in the next second, the instructor behind shouted: "Where's the seal? What are you running around for?"

This cry woke them both up, Feng Qi hurriedly stood up, pulled down his hat as if covering up, and walked back to the back of the team.

Wen Zhuo immediately relaxed, and only then did he realize that both of his hands were drenched from being clenched. He pressed his hands to his face, rubbed his temples, and covered his eyes again, allowing himself to be vulnerable in the dark. three seconds.

Woohoo, boss is really scary!

Three seconds after being vulnerable, Wen Zhuo put down his hands again, took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and gave himself a hard boost.

Zhuo Zhuo can do it, Zhuo Zhuo can do it, he must find time to talk to Feng Qi about the competition!

When Wen Zhuo was cheering himself up, he hid his breath in his little face, and his cheeks swelled up, looking soft.

Feng Qi withdrew his gaze, and rubbed the hem of his trousers heavily with his fingers.

When he raised his eyes again, Li Heng had already returned to the pony and sat side by side with Wen Zhuo and the two of them. They didn't know what they said, and Li Heng started laughing "quack-quack" again.

Feng Qi's gaze once again stuck to Wen Zhuo's body.

Wen Zhuo was wearing a loose military training uniform, his whole body was covered, all he could see was Wen Zhuo's side face when he turned his head to talk to Li Heng, and Feng Qi saw his chubby face from his small round chin. Du's small face finally settled on his small ears hidden under the hair.

Fine fluffy hair, earlobes like white jade.

Feng Qi's eyes became hot, his breathing became a little rough, he lowered his head and stopped looking.

The fighting on the stage is still going on, but the male students will not be allowed to continue watching. The two hours of watching the battle is just to show them the process, and they still have to continue training.

The instructor called them all up, evacuated the audience, and asked them to send Maza back to the dormitory, ready to take them to training.

When they sent Maza back, Wen Zhuo's ponytail was broken, and the instructor asked Wen Zhuo to go to the equipment room to find a new one.

"I'll take him there."

Feng Qi stood up from nowhere and straightened his hat. Although his tone was normal, his voice was inexplicably hoarse.

The instructor nodded: "Hurry up and come back to training."

Feng Qi took Wen Zhuo to the equipment room. The equipment room was behind the bathroom. It only took up a small area of ​​more than a dozen square meters. It was filled with all kinds of sundries. When the door was opened, there was a smell of dust inside. out.

Wen Zhuo walked into the equipment room unprepared.

Feng Qi's eyes were fixed on Wen Zhuo's earlobe, his throat moved slightly, and he kept up with him every step of the way. When he entered, he closed the door of the equipment room.

There was a muffled "bang" when the door closed, Wen Zhuo was taken aback, and when he turned around, he bumped into Feng Qi's chest.

He was knocked back and there was a row of horses behind his calves. His feet were tilted, his body lost weight, and he fell backward with a "bang" and hit the wall.

He hurriedly supported the wall with both hands, and just about to stand up, a chest suddenly pressed against his face.

The distance was too close, the scorching breath sprayed onto his face, Wen Zhuo raised his head, and saw Feng Qi's slightly red eyes.

Wen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he screamed crazily: Why is the boss looking at me like this, is he going to block me in the equipment room and beat me up!

"Just now, Li Heng told me that you have something to tell me." Feng Qi's brows kept twitching, as if he was trying to suppress something, and said hoarsely, "Tell me."

Wen Zhuo gasped in shock, bastard Li Heng!

"I, I, I, I haven't thought about anything yet, I haven't prepared yet." Wen Zhuo started to tremble, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Feng Qi's chest: "You, you——"

His hands were hot, and his wrist was grabbed by the seal.

Feng Qi grabbed his hand with his right hand, and squeezed his fleshy fingers into his palm, while his left hand uncontrollably grabbed Wen Zhuo's waist, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

If Wen Zhuo looked carefully, he could still see the possessive desire surging in his eyes.

"You say." Feng Qi's voice became hoarse, his hands rested on Wen Zhuo's waist and gently rubbed, his chin lifted slightly, his throat slid up and down, and his voice became softer, with a swallowing "gulu" ", slowly penetrated into Wen Zhuo's ear: "I, I promise you."

"Really?" Wen Zhuo raised his head in surprise: "You really promised me? Me, I actually wanted to tell you for a long time, it's me—"

As soon as Wen Zhuo raised his clear eyes, the joy on his face was almost overflowing, Feng Qi's heart beat violently, and the crisp and broken thoughts penetrated into his ears, and the "boom" exploded Feng Qi's body. Sanity left.

He pinched Wen Zhuo's waist fiercely, and in Wen Zhuo's exclamation, he pushed Wen Zhuo into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed Wen Zhuo's lips viciously.