male god, make an appointment

Zhou Ze was awakened by the sound of Zhong Ming waking up early in the morning, and when he was completely sleepless, Zhong Ming left the dormitory early.

"Where is Brother Hua in such a hurry? Get up before six o'clock?"

Han Yingdong packed it up a long time ago, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, "You can't afford it?"

Zhou Ze looked at his watch, "There is still half an hour, let me sleep for a while."

Han Yingdong pulled Zhou Ze up, "Get up."

"Oh!" Zhou Ze pushed Han Yingdong away, "Don't touch me."

"Don't let me move now? Did I say anything when you moved me?" Han Yingdong was condescending, with an aggressive smile on his face.

Zhou Ze ignored him, "Who touched you?"

There were only the two of them in the dormitory, and Han Yingdong didn't bother to bear it any longer, so he half-supported his body and pressed on Zhou Ze, "That night."

Zhou Ze didn't understand, and was a little at a loss for his sudden attack, "What? What night?"

"The day I went to KTV, do you remember?" Han Yingdong lowered his head slightly again, his eyes were so seductive that Zhou Ze forgot to push him away for a while.

His mind was in chaos, he hesitated, "What are you talking about?"

"It seems that you drank too much and don't remember, but I remember that night clearly." Han Yingdong said pretending to be mysterious.

At this moment, Zhou Ze was furious and pushed Han Yingdong away, "I believe in your evil, get out of here quickly."

Han Yingdong sat beside him and smiled, this guy is soft but not hard.

"I pulled you out that night, then you threw up, then hugged me and started crying, and then...then kissed me."

"Huh?" Zhou Ze opened his mouth wide, "Did I fucking kiss you?"

Han Yingdong nodded, "Yes, and we kissed for a long time."

Zhou Ze's face turned red, and he pursed his lips, "You said it yourself, I... I was drunk."

"So..." Han Yingdong's eyes were dark, "I won't let you get drunk in the future."

I won't let you kiss anyone again.

After finishing speaking, Han Yingdong lowered her head and kissed Zhou Ze's lips, her movements were gentle, with her hands resting on both sides of his body, neither approaching nor far away, like a spring breeze surrounding Zhou Ze.

This was the first time Zhou Ze felt Han Yingdong's fragility, as if he was a fragile product, and in that kiss he surprisingly found that he was infinitely cherished, like water and fog, he gently opened his eyes , found that Han Yingdong's slightly curled and slender eyelashes were trembling, and even wet.

He cried?

Zhou Ze closed his eyes, felt the warmth, put his hands around Han Yingdong's neck unconsciously, his breath changed from calm to chaotic, he could not fail to feel the change in himself, but he didn't want to know why this change came from. , he only knew that at this moment he had forgotten how to refuse.

After the kiss was over, Han Yingdong's lips left, and there were two little Han Yingdong in his wet eyes, he stretched out his hand to lightly cover Zhou Ze's lips, his voice was hoarse, his eyes sparkled, "You didn't reject me this time. "

Feeling ashamed after knowing it, Zhou Ze was just about to speak when Han Yingdong pushed him on the bed, and put his hands on his chest, "What are you going to do?"

Han Yingdong held Zhou Ze's hands gently, placed them on his heart, and said affectionately, "I like you."

Zhou Ze turned his head, "It's not that I don't know, I..."

The rest of the words were lost in that fiery kiss. Zhou Ze was fascinated by Han Yingdong's affectionate kiss. He had never wanted to be kissed by someone so much. Could this be the so-called liking?

It's like □□, like voodoo, like a shackle that cannot be broken free.

After the kiss was over, both of them had flushed cheeks and were panting hoarsely. Zhou Ze was afraid that he would find out that he was strange, so he hugged him and put his head in the socket of his shoulder. He just hugged him without saying a word. , Feeling his faster and faster heartbeat.

Han Yingdong hugged Zhou Ze back, stroked his soft hair, and asked fascinatedly in his ear, "Do you like it?"

Zhou Ze's heart was disturbed, and his voice was weak and weak, "What are you asking?"

"all."

Zhou Ze didn't want to be caught by him, so he pushed him away and urged: "Hurry up and go to class, or it will be too late."

"Or are you just looking for physical comfort from me?" Han Yingdong said to Zhou Ze's back.

Zhou Ze paused, as if something stung his heart.

Ah……

Han Yingdong watched Zhou Ze leave the dormitory, his heart was agitated, his face was fierce, he kicked the bed board and hissed.

pain!It fucking hurts!

"Squad leader, what's wrong with your foot?" Someone asked Han Yingdong, and he smiled, "It's okay, just knocked on it."

He limped to his seat, Zhou Ze pursed his slightly red and swollen lips, hesitated for a long time before asking, "What's wrong?"

Han Yingdong didn't hear him, and continued his actions. Zhou Ze felt a little awkward, and asked again: "I asked you what's wrong?"

Han Yingdong could be considered to have heard him speak this time, even the whole class heard it.

"It's nothing." Han Yingdong straightened her hair to hide the embarrassment on her face.

Zhou Ze clenched his fists, tore off a small note from the notebook, and threw it to Han Yingdong after finishing writing.

"The lips are swollen, you are responsible."

Han Yingdong burst out laughing, turned his head to look at Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze lay on the table and refused to show him, Han Yingdong whispered in his ear, "Look."

"Who wants to show you, crazy."

Han Yingdong stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Zhou Ze's ear lightly, and said, "If you don't show it to me, I'll keep licking it."

Zhou Ze seemed to be on fire. He sat up and stared at Han Yingdong, "Is it fun?"

Han Yingdong nodded obediently, "It's fun, you're all red."

"where?"

Han Yingdong moved closer, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Admit it, you like me."

"Oh." Zhou Ze responded coldly, then took out a water bottle and put it next to his face to cool down.

Han Yingdong stopped teasing him, took the little note just now, and wrote a few words, "Here, here you are."

Zhou Ze looked at it and smiled unconsciously.

Buy you candies one by one.

"I want marshmallows."

"Well, yes, I'll buy you any kind of candy."

Han Yingdong patted Zhong Ming on the shoulder, "Is there any cotton candy?"

"What are you doing?" Zhong Ming looked at him vigilantly, as if covering his little pocket and not giving it to anyone.

Han Yingdong gave Zhou Ze a look, and Zhou Ze quickly understood, and the two of them went up and down and scoured all of Zhong Ming's candy. After class, Zhong Ming walked to Lu Yanchu's side, and said aggrievedly: "Cancan, the candy with the filling that I promised to give you. I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Lu Yanchu glanced at the two active ones behind, and said clearly, "Have you been robbed again?"

"Yeah." Zhong Ming was even more aggrieved, Lu Yanchu took out a piece of sandwich candy from his pocket, "I gave you this one, don't allow it to be taken away by others."

Zhong Ming paused for a few seconds, then smiled and took the candy, "Well, no one will give it."

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Time to get in the car~~~~