Bunny

In the evening, at eleven o'clock, the lights in the dormitory are turned off.

It has been two days since I came to this closed base, and everyone's mobile phones have started to run out of battery one after another, and no one plays with their mobile phones at night, and they all fall on the bed and gradually fall asleep.

After the students around him gradually fell asleep, Wen Zhuo slowly got off the bed, put on his sneakers, sneaked out of the dormitory, and ran to the men's room at the end of the corridor like a thief.

In the dormitory they live in, there is a large public washroom and toilet at the left and right ends of each floor. They live on the first floor, go in from the toilet on the first floor, walk into the toilet cubicle, Wen Zhuo looks around No one quietly got into one of the toilet cubicles.

Not long after, he heard the same light footsteps. Wen Zhuo got ready, and when the other party just walked into the toilet, he jumped out suddenly and yelled "Aw!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Zheng Hui was so frightened that he jumped up suddenly, and Wen Zhuo covered his mouth again.

"Hush." ​​Wen Zhuo laughed softly, "Don't let anyone find out."

"You scared me to death!" Zheng Hui slapped Wen Zhuo on the shoulder: "I'm so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat!"

"How dare you still want to touch a gun?" Wen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, a little unsure: "Can you do it?"

Zheng Hui glared at Wen Zhuo angrily, walked to the window of the toilet first, opened the door and window, and flipped out quickly.

Seeing that Zheng Hui couldn't be stopped, Wen Zhuo went along with him.

Their action tonight still originated from the game in the afternoon. Zheng Hui was unwilling to lose and wanted to touch the gun. After thinking about it, Zheng Hui made a bold plan.

"Chicken." Wen Zhuo murmured in the back when he opened the window with him: "I have an immature suggestion, I don't know if it should be said or not. There are too many loopholes in your bold plan. If it doesn't work, let's just say it. Go back home, there is no time in your life to force it, the twisted melon is not sweet, and you will not be happy if you force it."

Zheng Hui had long been used to Wen Zhuo's random thoughts, so he didn't take it to heart at all, and dragged Wen Zhuo all the way to the front of the building where the gun was fired.

According to Zheng Hui's plan, the two of them jumped in directly from a window, and then went into the room where the gun was placed, so that Zheng Hui could get addicted to touching the gun once, and they would come out again.

What Zheng Hui said was simple, but Wen Zhuo didn't like it very much. He always felt that Zheng Hui's thoughts were too simple, but he had to accompany Zheng Hui. They were both classmates and roommates. It was Zheng Hui who mentioned it. It would be too much for him not to be a brother.

Thinking about it, the two of them had already run all the way to the bottom of the gun training building, and they ran to the gate in a thief-like manner. Zheng Hui took out a small wire from his pocket and began to poke the door.

Wen Zhuo looked around for him. In the closed training base, there were instructors patrolling the night to avoid being discovered.

Wen Zhuo was already prepared to "go back home". After all, the lock is also dignified. How can Zheng Hui poke it open with a wire?

"Crackling——" Zheng Hui pushed the door open: "Okay, let's go."

Wen Zhuo: ...

You are such a sloppy little lock.

After following Zheng Hui into the door, Zheng Hui confidently led Wen Zhuo to start walking around. The two walked around the first floor for a long time, but they didn't find the legendary "gun practice room".

Wen Zhuo didn't say anything, but Zheng Hui was a little anxious, and kept running around with a lot of movement.

"Be quiet." Wen Zhuo followed behind him and whispered, "Don't be discovered."

As soon as Wen Zhuo finished speaking, he heard a shout from the far end of the corridor: "Why is this door open?"

It was the voice of an instructor: "Go in and have a look!"

In the dark, Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui looked at each other, panicked.

Wen Zhuo's head was full of thoughts of "it's over"!

Before he came, he had fully understood the regulations of the closed base. They broke the door and ran in, and they would be demerited. If he was demerited, his father would know, and he would definitely be punished again at that time!

Never get caught!

"Run!" Zheng Hui was stunned for two seconds, and then suddenly shouted: "Run!"

The corridor of this teaching building is in the shape of "Hui". If they circle around, they might still be able to escape.

Originally, the two of them ran quietly and had a chance to escape, but Zheng Hui was frightened, and actually shouted "Run", then turned his head and ran away.

This movement attracted the two instructors, Wen Zhuo had no choice but to grit his teeth and run along.

But the only light source in their hands was Zheng Hui's flashlight. Zheng Hui ran all the way smoothly with the flashlight. After being heard by the instructor, he didn't dare to shout at all, and his only teammate Zheng Hui didn't know where he went!

Wen Zhuo was in pain and anxious, it was dark all around, he couldn't see anything, he was staggering and trying to get up, suddenly there was a sound of light and small footsteps from his side, he walked quickly to Wen Zhuo's side, While trembling with burning pain, he stretched out his hand to scoop it up, and scooped up his whole body!

When he soared into the sky, Wen Zhuo was in a daze.

The last second he was still struggling to survive, but this second he has already been hugged.

The person holding him seemed to be very familiar with the surroundings, and didn't run away in a hurry, but led him into a certain class next to him, and then hugged him and sat in the gap between the desks.

There are windows in the class, and the faint moonlight comes in through the window, and Wen Zhuo can clearly see the side face of the other party.

With a tough outline and sharp eyebrows, he was sitting between the desks holding him against the wall, with no expression on his face, still indifferent.

It's actually a seal!

Wen Zhuo suddenly relaxed, and even felt that he was very safe.

This is probably the boss' sense of security!

"Big—classmate Feng, why are you here?" Because Wen Zhuo was so happy, he completely forgot that he was sitting on someone's lap and being hugged by his princess.

Under the moonlight, Wen Zhuo's little face was shone with a faint light, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at him with joy, and the joy in his eyes was completely undisguised.

The corner of Feng Qi's mouth hooked slightly, then pressed down again, instead of answering Wen Zhuo's question, he asked Wen Zhuo instead: "What are you doing here?"

What is there to do in the middle of the night, alone and widowed, sneaking here?

Wen Zhuo didn't notice the flickering light in Feng Qi's eyes at all, he was afraid of being discovered by the instructor, so he quietly leaned closer to Feng Qi, pressed his whole body on Feng Qi, and whispered in Feng Qi's ear : "I'll come and see the gun."

The soft hot air was blowing to the ears, and it seemed to be able to feel the temperature of Wenzhuo's lips when they were too close. Feng Qi's tongue seemed to lick the corner of his mouth impatiently, he managed to draw his attention back, and asked in a hoarse voice : "Do you want to see the gun?"

Just then there were footsteps and someone shouted "Catch one".

Wen Zhuo was particularly afraid of being caught, that he would be scolded by his father, so he shrank even tighter, wishing he could stuff himself into the cracks in the ground.

Feng Qi's hand rested on Wen Zhuo's shoulder, seeing Wen Zhuo desperately burrowing into his arms, an indistinct smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his fingers couldn't help it, and quietly climbed onto Wen Zhuo's arms. On his head, he gently rubbed Wen Zhuo's hair, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, they won't come in."

Wen Zhuo was a little embarrassed, and said with force, "I'm not afraid."

Feng Qi nodded, well, you are not afraid, you just want to get into my arms.

As expected, the instructors outside did not come in, and soon there was no movement outside.

Wen Zhuo was a little eager to move: "Let's run?"

"Wait a little longer." Feng Qi said in a low voice: "They know there are two people, and they will definitely look for you again. Wait for them to look for a while, and then we will wait for the opportunity to leave."

Wen Zhuo turned into a sycophant and nodded desperately: "Student Feng is really smart."

The corner of Feng Qi's mouth twitched, and the palm of his hand slid along Wen Zhuo's shoulder to Wen Zhuo's waist vaguely, leaning against the wall, and casually looked at Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo was thinking about it.

He talks a lot and is broken. You can't tell when you are not familiar with him, but you will find out when you are familiar with him. He can talk to the air for a long time. His pink mouth opens and closes. Maybe he is afraid of being discovered, and his voice is very soft. His hair was rumpled and a little messy. From the perspective of the seal, he could see half of his chubby side face, sitting obediently in his arms, with his little head hanging down, talking with his fingers.

Feng Qi looked at his face and thought, how can such a small mouth have so much to say, the little tongue is so flexible, but I don't know how it tastes.

The little sycophant was still obsessed with thoughts, completely unaware that he had been scrutinized from head to toe, and he might be stripped off and served on a plate at any time.

After about ten minutes, Feng Qi reckoned that the instructor had left, so he planned to jump out the window.

They were on the first floor, Feng Qi jumped down first, and put Wen Zhuo on the window sill.

When Wen Zhuo sat on the window sill, he felt that although his legs and feet were bruised, they didn't hurt very much. He could walk by himself, but he felt that he couldn't be so "strong".

He has to be "weaker" and "poor", and when it comes to the knockout round, the seal will not kill him.

Thinking about it, Wen Zhuo jumped on the ground bravely, and rolled on the ground. The 1.5-meter-high window sill was thrown out of a [-]-meter posture by him. He looked at the seal standing beside him.

Boss, look at how weak I am, I can't stand your torture, so don't hit me then!

Seeing Wen Zhuo's clumsy acting skills, Feng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Let me see what other wonderful performances you have.

Wen Zhuo was afraid of pain, so when he fell, he didn't dare to fall, and he still didn't forget to find a good posture for himself when he rolled down. Although his acting skills were not very dedicated, when he looked up, he had a good expression, very pitiful.

"Did you fall?" Feng Qi swept Wen Zhuo's body with smiling eyes, and the ending sound rose, with a slight smile: "Can't you go?"

"I'm fine, I can go." Wen Zhuo stood up "strongly" twice, then "staggered" and fell back, his small face was full of determination, as if no matter how unfair fate was, no matter how hard life was, Frustrations, he will never retreat.

Feng Qi lowered his eyes, suppressed the smile in his eyes, bent down directly, picked up Princess Wen Zhuo, and carried her to the dormitory.

Wen Zhuo nestled in Feng Qi's arms, shaking the little jiojio happily.

Tsk, look!

The boss didn't talk to him on the first day we met, what about now?They all took the initiative to carry him back!

What does this mean?

Explain that licking the dog won't solve the problem unless you lick it all the time.

Lick to the end with everything you need!

When Feng Qi walked back with Wen Zhuo in his arms, Wen Zhuo's head was pressed against his chest.

The little man in his arms couldn't hide his smug face, his little furry head was still rubbing against his chin, making the seal feel itchy.

Unable to tell whether it was the itch in the jaw or the itch in the heart, Feng Qi's teeth gritted the corners of his lips, and his arms hugged him tighter.

Little liar, there are quite a lot of tricks.