Squad leader, please be more reserved

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Yisheng stepped into the classroom.

There were sporadic sounds of reading in the classroom, and Qi Silang was sneakily nibbling on buns while spreading pornographic jokes with the boys in the front seat.

Chen Yan looked at the time, a little unsatisfied, and urged: "Master Huang, come to the last one! Hurry up!" The head teacher is coming soon, and he has to go up to take the reading.

"On behalf of comrades in the Chinese class, you can't 'knowledge accumulation'!" Qi Silang teased, and was about to start another paragraph, when he saw Yisheng approaching, he changed his attention again, and slammed Chen Yan onto the podium in a few words. The book is a sign of seriousness.

He sat in the corner with his ears pricked up, secretly paying attention to the movement on the right hand, um...sit down, flipped through the book...why is there no sound?Start reading now?

Qi Silang tilted his head slightly, intending to take a sneak peek, but it directly fell into the other's eyes.

Yisheng propped his head on his forehand, and looked at him motionlessly, with an unfathomable expression on his face.Qi Silang was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig the ground, but when he saw the buns on the other side's table, he said stupidly, "Your bread is quite delicious."

Yisheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the bun at hand, opened the bag, took a bite, nodded, "Not bad."

Qi Silang suddenly remembered that he still had a small half of the buns to eat, and before his paws had time to pounce on them, another hand that appeared out of thin air had already snatched them away.

Obviously, the other party was still very moral, and put down another half of the bun.

"Eat it, don't you say it's delicious."

Qi Silang: ...

For a moment, it seemed wrong for him to pick it up and put it down.After a few seconds of being stunned, Yisheng had already eaten his small half of the steamed stuffed bun. I don't know if it was intentional, but he specifically bit the place where he had bitten. After eating, he wiped his hands and licked his lips. He said with great satisfaction A sentence: "Enough for my taste."

Qi Silang's little heart shuddered, and he smelled an aura of emotion inexplicably.Looking at the wet lips of the other party, thinking of the tip of the tongue that softly licked the top just now, the throat tightened so badly.

He took a sip of water in a panic, and stuffed a few mouthfuls of the buns on the table into his mouth.The sweet and greasy aroma fermented in his mouth, and finally broke his charming thoughts, but he was caught off guard by the other party before he fully returned to the right track.

"How about it?"

Qi Silang choked, he ate his remaining buns, he ate his remaining bread...

Fuck!Are they an indirect kiss? !

Kiss... kiss... kiss...

The passion in the dream last night, the scalding temperature, the hot lips and tongue...

Qi Silang stood up suddenly, "I'm going to wash my face!"

Looking at the fleeing figure, the serious student Yisheng finally raised the corners of his lips, which was quite meaningful.

On the other side, Qi Silang was beating his chest and stamping his feet in front of his extremely 'beautiful' self in the mirror.

He was already very clean, with fine features, especially those rare almond eyes among boys, which made him look softer and more delicate.Until now, he still doesn't like this unmanly look very much, so it's not without reason that he likes to tell dirty jokes. At least the appearance of an old driver can make him give people a kind of "unable to be human." By appearance, I'm actually the impression that I'm a seven-night man".

But!Who the hell can tell him, who is that rouge-looking dog with water in his eyes in the mirror? !

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There is an urge to drag Shou directly to bed to end (?▽｀)