Squad leader, please be more reserved

What answered him was Yisheng's enthusiastic tease.

Rolling｜Hot lips and tongue, scorching palms.

Enter from the hem of his clothes, caress and move, and then stretch straight into the pants that have not been pulled up, and grab the vitals.

Yisheng stopped his movements, "Still being honest."

Qi Silang almost showed off, I can raise the flag just by looking at you, not to mention you are so touching and kissing.

But the other party's next sentence hit him seven inches.

"It's the third time, and you still don't admit it?"

Of course he knew that he had raised the flag three times in front of Yisheng, but if Yisheng knew it was the third time, it would be different.

He frowned, obviously unhappy, "Do you remember?" Remembering my embarrassing reluctance to recall the first time.

Yisheng's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he might have said something wrong, the strength in his hands relaxed, and he became more disciplined, so he let out a deep "hmm".

"Fuck!" This is even more embarrassing!

I don't know if the other party didn't push hard or he regained his strength, but this time he pushed very easily, and escaped from the toilet without thinking about anything.

Strolling alone in the street, Qi Silang felt a little complicated.

The authorities are bewildered by the onlookers to know that what they said is really reasonable, and his mind is in a mess right now.

His game is so simple, he likes Yisheng, but he doesn't know if Yishengxi doesn't like him, if he puts it on someone else, he can laugh at him for a year.But once you put it on yourself, you can get out any rare and bad ideas.

What the fuck｜Egg!

When he got home, it was still early, and he was so distraught that he simply found something for himself to do and tidy up the house.

On the way back, he called Lei Ge and the others. He lied to them that something happened at home, and his parents urged him to go back.In fact, there is no one in his family. His father is away on a business trip, and his mother is on the night shift tonight.But it's also just right, he can toss about as he pleases, otherwise he will be nagged to death by his mother.

His room is quite large, but he has piled up a lot of things.Especially books, I haven't lost them since kindergarten, and the papers and exercises I have done in elementary school, junior high school and high school are all there.

His mother didn't like to throw them away, and always said that these were his childhood and youth, and they had to be kept as a souvenir.Qi Silang didn't feel much, he always felt that all the memories he should keep were in his mind, but he didn't want to argue with his mother over such a trivial matter.

If you want to say that the only dissatisfaction is probably to keep it, what do you think about leaving everything in my house?

His mother said that this was to make it easier for him to remember the past, and to encourage him to study harder.

Qi Silang: ...

When Qi Silang was tidying up the drawers, he saw the stack of notes and small things again. They were placed in an exquisite small box, which showed the owner's cherishment.

He didn't know who sent these things, and he didn't know who had been watching him carefully in the dark, but he just felt warm, comfortable and reassuring.

That person gave him a year, a whole year of high school.

He never said anything about giving encouragement for failing exams, comfort for being in a bad mood, and ointment for being injured in a fight.

Why not continue sending it?He couldn't figure it out.

He carefully looked at each piece of paper, and found that they were all beautiful and bright colors, and the fonts were round and cute like a girl. He guessed that it was a girl.

To be honest, he once lost two seconds for this result, just two seconds, no more.

After all, more is the next...

Ah bah bah bah!How unlucky!

Qi Silang is depressed, let's go to sleep.

The author has something to say:

My big class monitor also has a problem, he has a dark belly, he is used to teasing Qi Silang, and he is also a little afraid of being rejected, so he tries to get someone to confess to him first