My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

Chapter 20 The Aloof Boy Who Loves Power (10)

The summer wind blows in from the window, and the coolness spreads all over the body for a moment, and a crisp bell rings suddenly in the ear, followed by laughter and laughter one after another.

"Don't sleep! Accompany me to the commissary!"

The jubilant boy slapped him on the top of his head. He raised his head in a daze, and saw that the person sitting in the front chair was looking at him intently with his chin resting.

The heart constricted suddenly, the blood rushed suddenly after a short period of stagnation, and a dizzying sweetness rose from the chest.

He subconsciously said in disbelief, "Jiang..."

"I'm just talking, I'll go to class if I don't go, hurry up!"

The impetuous young man couldn't wait to reach out and grab him, his warm skin tightly wanted to touch him. He followed the young man with fluttering clothes in a daze, his mind was blank, as if a treasure that had been deliberately buried for too long suddenly reappeared in the sky. People who are exposed to the sun feel hot and achy.

The young man walked into the canteen familiarly, took out two bottles of Sprite from the freezer, turned around and threw a bottle to him.

The blue and white school uniform was loosely worn by the young man, revealing a sunken collarbone, with a graceful curve that seemed to have been carefully outlined.

The young man has slender eyebrows and thin lips, and his eyes are full of a three-point smile. The smile is indescribably beautiful, handsome and clean, like a piece of washed glass, exuding a dazzling luster.

"Ah...it's so hot."

The person who was lazily leaning on the refrigerator raised his head and took a sip of Sprite, then stretched out his foot and kicked him who was still in a daze, urging him inexplicably.

"Go check out, why are you in a daze."

He suddenly woke up, and involuntarily went to the counter to pay the bill. When he lowered his head to take the change from his aunt, a thin body leaned over from behind.

"Hey, there are new flavors of candy."

A slender hand came over from the side and reached out to pick a blue lollipop.The boy's grinning voice rang in his ears, and the breath that was close at hand penetrated into his ears like incense, itching and numb.

There was heat in his ears, and his heart was beating like a drum. He hurriedly took out a dollar and threw it on the counter, and pulled the boy outside.

"Why are you walking so fast... Hey, this is not the direction to go back to the classroom... Ugh!"

Pulling the man to a remote corner, he impatiently pressed the boy against the wall, staring at the lazy man.

The boy had candy in his mouth, his pale pink tongue was deliberately exposed, and then quickly hid behind the blue candy.Those eyes were full of mischievous and mischievous smiles, like a naughty child who loves to play tricks.

"Why, do top students dare to skip class?"

The boy took out the sugar, and his lips were moist and tender with the color of water.

His Adam's apple moved unconsciously.

The young man caught his little movement and evoked a smirk, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"The sugar is very sweet, do you want to try it?"

He shook his head subconsciously, but his lips were covered with softness. The youthful youthfulness with the sweetness of candy turned into the most delicious wine, which would make you drunk as soon as you sniffed it, and addicted as soon as you sipped it.

After a little taste, the young man retreated triumphantly, and smiled ambiguously at him.

"Don't you really want to try it?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became fierce and dark, some kind of noisy and violent hot magma was surging, wishing to burn the young man who provoked wantonly in the sun to nothing but ashes.

The young man was turned over and pressed on the green lawn by him, while being kissed and bitten constantly, he also looked around.

"...Hey, although no one usually comes here, it's too dangerous. Besides, there's still class in the next session."

He supported the back of the boy's head, lowered his head to cover the cool and sweet lips, and rejected the boy's distraction with a dissatisfied voice.

"...Physical education, it's okay."

A layer of mist appeared in the eyes of the young man who was kissed by him, he clasped his shoulders and gasped lowly, his laughter was clear and joyful.

"Ha... Jing Jing is so handsome, I like Jing Jing the most."

The whole world seemed to be suddenly pressed the pause button, and the surrounding scenery began to disintegrate, collapsing into pieces of dust, quickly and silently annihilated in the silent air.

A tearing pain radiated from the heart, and the whole body suddenly froze, like a heavy fossil that had been dried, and would disintegrate into nothingness with a light tap.

In the silence of everything, only the pure laughter and intimate words of the young man echoed in my ears.

I like silence best.

I like silence best.

Every sound trembled like a giant bell, and the fragile eardrum seemed to bleed and shatter. I didn't want to listen to it anymore, but I couldn't help listening like an addict. I heard him say that he still likes himself, only likes himself.

There was a sharp beep from his heart, his eyes darkened, he gasped, and suddenly stood up and sat up.

The suffocating silence receded like a tidal wave, as if returning to the world, and the gradually recovering consciousness was pulled back by the never-ending laughter outside the door.

Mu Sha rubbed the center of his brows, his face was ugly, and he felt cold all over.

After he glanced at the empty and antique room, his eyes fell on the burning red candle on the table, he got up and snuffed it out. The incense ash left in the red candle exuded a familiar sweet and greasy smell.

His expression became more and more cold, he pushed the door and went out, and asked the bustard at the door.

"Where did the son who came with me go?"

The old bustard was startled by his gloomy face, thinking that he was resenting the young master and abandoning him a moment later, she couldn't help showing some sympathy, smiling coquettishly and winking.

"That young master has left long ago, officials, don't be angry, there are many good girls in our Yingchun building, the instructors are sure..."

"roll."

Musha said coldly, with a bad expression on his face.

The old bustard said awkwardly: "Officials, officials, don't worry, that young master still left a message for the officials."

"What?"

"The son said that Lushui's relationship is weak, and from then on, we should be different from each other and never see each other again."

Mu Sha narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was colder than snow.

"Never see each other...you walk in style."

Jiang Ya, who successfully escaped here, regained his freedom, and immediately made intensive preparations for his own affairs, preparing to promote the development of the final plot.

For whatever reason, there is always a premonition that he will be caught by the supporting role against the sky at any time.

He squatted in front of a ruined temple with a bitter face, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

The sky had already darkened, and the wind from the ruined temple was blowing, making it very creepy.

He rubbed his arms. He really didn't understand why Mao, an anti-imperialist organization, would set up a base in such a place. Although it was very hidden, it was too broken!It's the secret room of the special secret channel that was mentioned in the TV series!

Feeling deeply deceived, he vented his anger and grabbed the overgrown weeds on the steps, muttering bitterly, suddenly paused, listened intently for a moment, and then revealed a smile.

finally come.

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