Summary
"Why can't you remember these few poems? You say you..." Han Feishen couldn't help but tapped the boy who was tired in his arms and refused to move.The young man could hear the doting tone entwined in the cold voice, and his tone became more rascal. "It's obvious that they are too awkward to speak, so you can't blame me." The person in his arms pouted slightly, looking like a little squirrel with its hair blown.Han Feishen didn't mean to be harsh on purpose. Seeing the young man like this, apart from being a little helpless, he didn't intend to dwell on it anymore. "You don't want to memorize it, so I'll recite it with you. I'll say it and you say it after me." Han Feishen became serious at once, and the rigorous attitude towards learning has become a habit of his flesh and blood.Lin Youxin had just finished the exam, and his heart had already drifted thousands of miles away.How could he be willing to read a book obediently, even though Han Fei was struggling so hard in his arms.Both of them were youths in full swing, and Lin Youxin immediately understood what it meant to be self-inflicted. "Don't make trouble." Han Feishen's usual indifferent tone was tainted with undisguised sexual desire, and Lin Youxin's baijiu's neck turned pale pink from the heat in his ear, and his waist softened immediately.This is □□, Xueba, you fouled.Cool and abstinent Xuebagong × Sunny and lively Xueminshou (ps: the later stage may be stimulated by evil tastes and the attribute of being a little attracted) It is difficult to find a satisfactory campus text, so I simply do it myself.Satisfy my bad taste of cold and ascetic academic bully and fill my own brain hole.I'm a bad copywriter, so I cut out some fragments of the article as a copywriter.I hope not to cheat, don’t spray if you don’t like it.Content tags: In the flowering season and rainy season, there is a soft spot for love in the rainy season, a sweet article made in heaven ┃ Search keywords: Protagonist: Han Fei Shenlin Youxin ┃ Supporting role:
User Comments