nemesis obsessed with my tail

Tong Juan was pressed by his neck, and he could still whisper: "I'm not hard to serve, is it? Why can't anyone stand me? Are you very patient?"

Qin Yingwu's scalp was numb from listening to it in front, thinking that you should stop talking, Tired Father.

If the squad leader had no patience, you would have been demolished by now.

"Why didn't I realize that you are so good at messing around before?" Gu Songyan withdrew his hand, and couldn't help but twirl the delicate touch that seemed to be left on his fingertips. The warmth and slipperiness made people want to stop.

Tong Juan: "If you say you can't, I just say I'm a mess, why didn't I find you before..."

"Do the question." Gu Songyan knocked on the table.

Tong Juan still wanted to talk, but the teacher couldn't be bothered, so he held back.

[Why didn't I know you were so domineering before. ]

There is a mix of scumbags and bullies in Class Nine, but because Gu Songyan and Tong Juan are here, they have always been pretty good, not too noisy, and those who play games will wear headphones, which will not affect the precious bullies' study.

Tong Juan calmed down to do the papers, and under Gu Songyan's guidance, he also made half of the papers, with half and half being correct.

Shang Jinglun came to see him studying and was startled for a while, then rubbed his eyes and left.

"Does Mr. Shang prefer to believe that he is blind than that I can learn? Does he look down on me?" Tong Juan muttered in a low voice.

Gu Songyan clicked on one of the steps, "This is wrong, be serious and don't get distracted."

"Mr. Gu, you are so strict."

Gu Songyan withdrew his hand, went around and knocked on his forehead, "If you are not strict, you are disobedient, do it quickly, and school will be over in a while."

"Oh."

Gu Songyan stretched out his hand and put the milk tea on the radiator inside Tong Juan to warm it up. He was not allowed to drink it just now because he was afraid that it would affect his work, so he could stop scolding him a little bit after drinking it on the way home.

He propped his head up to look at the question, and it fell on Tong Juan from time to time, because the school uniform was too hot to be close to the heater, and the school uniform was not properly worn, revealing the white side of the neck, and the light blue blood vessels were tempting to bite.

Sometimes he would get irritable when he couldn't answer the questions, and he would stretch out his hand and tear off his clothes to reveal the bright red mole on his collarbone, like drops of blood.

Gu Songyan's Adam's apple twitched, feeling a little thirsty.

One evening self-study passed quickly, and Tong Juan threw away the pen when he heard the bell for the end of get out of class, and stretched his waist for a long time, "Doing the questions is really not something that a human can do, I am exhausted, more than playing Ten fights is still tiring."

Qin Yingwu was finally able to turn his head around, and first carefully checked Gu Songyan's expression, and was relieved to see that he had calmed down a lot compared to the previous few days.

Tong Juan was like this, he took care of everything by himself and didn't confess to him.

"Brother Juan, no, dad." Qin Yingwu covered his mouth and whispered to him: "You really didn't tell the squad leader to confess me? It's too loyal! If I didn't dare, I would want to tell you that I love you is you."

"Son, why don't you dare to say that you love me? Tell me you love me." Tong Juan hooked him over and rumpled Qin Yingwu's feathers as if venting pressure.

Gu Songyan looked up.

Qin Yingwu wanted to cry but had no tears, so he said bravely, "Ah Tired Father, my love for you is like a torrential river, filial piety, filial piety, don't think about it."

Tong Juan kicked him, packed his schoolbag and opened it for Gu Songyan to read, "Hey, do I need to bring any books? I haven't taken textbooks before. I used to put jerseys and so on. Help me see."

Gu Songyan stretched out his hand, took a paper from his desk and put it in.

"That's all right? Is one paper a little short? How about you put in a few more?" Tong Juan felt a little flustered after a night of self-study. He felt that he was very talented.

"You can't learn so much, this is enough."

Tong Juan didn't float very far and was torn off abruptly.

"Okay, a paper is fine, it's not expensive."

The corners of Gu Songyan's eyebrows twitched, and he reached out to take the milk tea from the radiator and put it in his hand, "Seeing that you did a good job tonight, I will reward you with a cup of milk tea as encouragement."

Tong Juan took it with both hands, and bowed like receiving a certificate, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, I will work harder to live up to your expectations and teachings."

Gu Songyan couldn't help laughing, there was a trace of softness and gentleness when his eyebrows and eyes were bent down, like a thousand-year-old glacier encountering a spring breeze, snow melting and ice melting.

Qin Yingwu clutched the strap of his schoolbag tightly, fucking dog food.

He is now dazed by the two of them, and even casually speaking when they get together, he feels that they are cheating.

Zhang Qian also finished packing his schoolbag, and boldly came over, "Brother Yan, when I was at the same table as you, I was already in the top [-] of my grade, and I didn't even have a good word from you. Milk tea reward, isn't your double standard too obvious?"

Gu Songyan glanced at him, "You want to drink too?"

"I think, what do I think, I'm not tired of work."

"If Tong Juan can do the right thing tomorrow, I'll treat the two of you to drink milk tea, beg him."

Tong Juan was inserting the straw. Hearing this, he raised his head and stood there for two seconds. Looking at the expectant expressions of Qin Yingwu and Zhang Gan, he felt as if someone had dug a hole and kicked him in.

"Gu Songyan, are you cheating on me?"

Gu Songyan smiled, "You did the right thing, I was the one who spent the money, and you didn't lose anything, so why did I cheat you?"

Tong Juan was right when he thought about it, and he didn't pay the money, so he reached out to Qin Yingwu and Zhang Gan to high-five each other to reach an agreement, but when he walked downstairs, he suddenly realized.

"Gu Songyan!"

Gu Songyan walked in front, his rare voice was a little lazy, "Huh? What are you going to do again?"

Tong Juan followed quickly, reached out and grabbed the collar of his down jacket and pulled it towards him, with a threatening smile in his eyes, "I did the right thing, you invite them to drink milk tea, then if I do the wrong thing, you don't have to invite them, Why did I become your bargaining chip."

Gu Songyan reached out and grabbed his hand, "Don't worry, I won't go anywhere with you as a bargaining chip."

The night wind was very cold, and the breathing of the two of them was so close that it almost penetrated from the tip of the nose into the body of the other person, making the heart lose its frequency due to discomfort.

Bang, boom, boom.

Tong Juan's fingers numb, and he loosened his collar. He hugged the milk tea cup with both hands and moved a little away from him. He felt a strange numbness in his tailbone again, as if an electric current hit the spine, and it went down all the way.

He stayed at Gu Songyan's house at night, so he didn't ask the driver to pick him up, and the two took a taxi back home.

Tong Juan immediately threw the test paper on the table, "Hurry up and do the questions!"

"...Why are you so energetic, can you let me rest for a while." Although Gu Songyan said this, he still sat down with a little helplessness and connivance.

To be honest, teaching Tong Juan is really tiring.

He had to suppress his desire to press him on the table to bite wantonly, but also tried his best to restrain himself from being too gentle. The most difficult thing was that he was by his side, so he had to use a lot of strength to concentrate on speaking the topic accurately.

"Then I'll start. You watch me do it. If you make a mistake, tell me. You can scold me if it's okay. I promise not to fight back."

Yes, don't fight back, but act like a baby.

In order to avoid being scolded for doing something wrong, he instinctively acted like a baby, and his soft voice hooked him over and over again, like a child in a zoo facing a trapped animal, obviously stretching out a hand, but refusing to feed him no matter what.

He wanted to be stricter, but as long as Tong Juan acted like a baby, he would have nothing to do.

Gu Songyan supported his head and waited for him to do it, then dozed off unknowingly, propped his head on his right hand and closed his eyes facing Tong Juan, his breathing was light and steady, covered by long black eyelashes, the layer of coldness faded, and a touch of warmth was added.

Tong Juan finally finished a question that was extremely difficult in his mind, and excitedly went to ask the teacher for correction, "Gu Song..."

He fell asleep.

The collar of the school uniform is a little open because the head is propped up, revealing the white shirt, the wrists are white and the fingers are pressed against the side of the face, from the bridge of the nose to the chin, everything is smooth and beautiful.

Tong Juan stared at him blankly for a while, then reached out to touch his eyelashes.

"One, two, three..." Tong Juan couldn't help but tap his eyelashes with the tip of his nose. They were black, dense and long, and he couldn't count them at all.

He propped his chin and looked at it for a while, and approached him to frighten him, but the man fell asleep too deeply and didn't respond at all.

Tong Juan scratched his head, looked over the questions he had done, and played with pens for a while, but he still didn't wake up.

"Gu Songyan, you can sleep well."

Tong Juan tapped the tip of the pen, and suddenly had a bad idea, gently tore off a long strip, wrote a few words, and prepared to stick it on his forehead.

"Where's the tape, tape."

He searched for a long time but didn't find any tape on the desk, he licked the note carelessly with the tip of his tongue, moistened it, and pressed it lightly on Gu Songyan's forehead.

"Hahahaha, what a fool, Gu Songyan."

Tong Juan covered his stomach and laughed for a long time by himself, and finally had enough of laughing. He threw the pen and stood up and stretched. It was already half past two, so he took a shower and went to bed.

He hummed a song and went to the bathroom, but he didn't notice that the person leaning on the desk opened his eyes after he left, and reached out to take down the note.

[Gu Songyan is a fool]

"..." Gu Songyan squeezed the note, smiled helplessly, and put the note into the book casually.

When Tong Juan came out humming a song, he saw Gu Songyan head-on, took a step back a little guilty, tripped his foot on the chair leg and fell straight back.

Gu Songyan pulled him back quickly with quick eyesight, and knocked the tip of his nose into his arms, "It hurts so much."

"Are you okay?" Gu Songyan looked down to see that his nose was red, and reached out to rub it pitifully, asking him to try to see if it was all right.

"You will be punished for doing bad things."

Tong Juan was still leaning in his arms, and the smile came out through his chest, which made his nerves extremely sensitive after being soaked in the heat of the bathroom, and the roots of his ears began to feel hot, so he pushed him away and said bluntly: "I, when will I do it?" Bad thing! There is no evidence to squirt people with less blood!"

"I have it." Gu Songyan took his hand, pressed his index finger against the place where the saliva stuck, and said in a very low voice, "I still have your saliva on my forehead, do you want to tell me where it came from? ?”

Tong Juan's red marks burned from the base of his ears all the way to the back of his neck, "I don't know, maybe you made a false accusation against me, and how do you know that you have saliva on your forehead? Could it be that the saliva still writes?"

The words stopped suddenly, and Tong Juan quickly withdrew his fingers.

"Huh?" Gu Songyan looked at him for a while, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Stop talking? So are you drooling and writing?"

The author has something to say: Brother Songyan wrote today's diary on time, he hasn't handed in his homework for several days, and his studies are bad.