Xueba is cold and lustful

After flipping through all the transcriptions at a glance, Su Jishi pulled out a part, and said in a firm tone: "This is not written by you, the handwriting is different."

Chi Xingle took a look, feeling somewhat guilty for some reason, but he refused to admit it, "I copied everything, don't talk nonsense."

The handwriting of the person in You Yiqi's class was so imitated that he couldn't tell which was written by him and which was written by himself, so Chi Xingle felt that Su Jishi must be bombing him, just like Meng Jia.

Holding the swivel chair with well-defined long fingers and turning it half a circle, Su Jishi turned Chi Xingle's whole body to face him, leaned down slightly, and stared closely at his white and white eyes with a pair of black and blue eyes. With a clean face, he said word by word: "You can write well, the right side likes to connect the strokes, and you need to click on the key points after writing, but someone else copied it for you. Can you name a few more?"

Chi Xingle felt his head hurt a little, of course he wouldn't think that Su Jishi was talking nonsense, but he really didn't want to copy it again, because his fingers would definitely die from soreness after copying, and at this moment Su Jishi's nose was far away from him. Very close, the lines of the handsome and indifferent face become more and more cold and smooth, especially the pair of eyes, which are so beautiful that they seem to be able to suck people in. Startled, Meng Jia's voice sounded,

hug him.

Once the sound came out, his limbs were as if they couldn't control them. When Chi Xingle reacted, he found that he had raised his hand to hook Su Jishi's neck, and leaned his neck halfway, and pressed his forehead against his neck In the middle of the day, there was the sound of a violent pulse beating from the touching skin, Chi Xingle didn't know whose heartbeat it was for a moment, it should be his, after all, he had another convulsion.

Su Jishi's body froze, Chi Xingle's cool skin was sticking to his neck, and the soft hair tip scratched the skin of his chin slightly itchy, one hand was still propped on the armrest of the swivel chair, the other Still holding the stack of transcriptions, letting Chi Xingle hug him, he didn't know how to react for a moment.

After Chi Xingle woke up, his mind kept turning and turning, thinking about how to get back to the matter that he suddenly played a hooligan to others. At this moment, there was a muffled thunder in the sky outside the window, and he seized the opportunity and said decisively: "Xueba, hug me Go to bed, I'm afraid of thunder."

If that Dao Lei had thought, he probably already had an MMP in his heart. When I rang, you were already playing a hooligan, and you still wanted to rely on me to show your face.

After Chi Xingle finished speaking, his heart beat like a drum. After waiting for a while, Su Jishi still didn't move. Just when he was about to honestly admit his mistake and try to get a lenient treatment, Su Jishi suddenly put down the copy in his hand, and Holding him up while hooking his neck.

The moment his body flew into the air, Chi Xingle reflexively hugged Su Jishi's neck even tighter. Although Chi Xingle was tall, but thin, almost his entire body was nestled in Su Jishi's arms. .

Su Jishi's back stiffened slightly, then he slowly carried him to the bed, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still afraid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another muffled thunder from outside the window. Chi Xingle, who had planned to let go immediately on the bed, felt extremely complicated at the moment. He hesitated for a while, and finally chose to stabilize the character, "I'm afraid."

Su Jishi let him go lightly, and held his palm with one hand, and then freed up the other hand to pull the quilt to cover him. A pair of dark eyes stared at him quietly. The flowing emotions are a little more angry than usual, "Go to sleep, I'll watch you."

Chi Xingle was stared at by him, and his heart felt weak for a while. His clear and clear eyelashes trembled and he closed his eyes tightly. He let Su Jishi hold his hand and watch him sleep. To finish the performance, at least he escaped the transcription, didn't he?Chi Xingle kept reassuring himself that it's okay, it's okay.

When I went to school the next day, Chi Xingle took advantage of the recess to block Meng Jia at the door of the women's restroom, and the girls were all embarrassed to see the handsome school bully standing at the door of the women's restroom. Going to the toilet, one or two gathered in the corner pretending to chat and actually peeking blatantly. Meng Jia, who had just come out of the toilet, followed Chi Xingle dejectedly to the corridor at the door of the classroom under the envious eyes of all the girls.

"Brother Le, did you do it on purpose?" Meng Jia had a resentful expression on her face. She felt that Chi Xingle did it on purpose. He stood at the door of the women's toilet and waited for her to come out on purpose, making her a public enemy. This intention was too sinister and sinister. up.

"What is it on purpose?" Chi Xingle looked blank. He really couldn't understand the girl's heart now. He didn't know what he was thinking all day long. He told Meng Jia everything about holding hands and hugging, and by the way concealed the excuses that he came up with in a whim.

Meng Jia was afraid that Chi Xingle would figure it out that yesterday's nonsense that she made up was a deceit, and she came here to settle accounts with her. Unexpectedly, she accidentally found out a little gossip. She followed Chi Xingle's words and looked into the classroom from the window. Looking at Su Jishi, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom with a serious posture and an indifferent face, his gaze was like a sophisticated electronic instrument. He looked up and down, as if to see where there was a curvature or change in Su Jishi's body. It's a trend, but it's a pity that no matter how Meng Jia looks at it, she still thinks that Su Jishi is a boy who can't be straighter. It's really hard to imagine him making the school bully pull his little hand and hug him again.

After Chi Xingle finished speaking, he waited for Meng Jia's analysis, but when he saw her staring at Su Ji in a daze for a long time, he didn't say a word, so he shouted impatiently, "Meng Jia, I'm asking you What about words?"

The soul of Meng Jia's fugue was beaten back to her body at once, her right elbow rested on the crook of her left arm, her fingers touched her chin back and forth, and she seemed to be thinking, "Brother Le, you just pull Su God's hand and holding him, did you really not do anything else or say anything else?"

Chi Xingle denied it without blushing, "No."

"Then, you can go straight up." As if thinking of something, Meng Jia nodded heavily, then repeated in a more emphatic tone: "Go straight up, push him against the wall, hold him down, and tell him you I like him, I want to pick him up, I want to fuck him, if I don’t agree, I won’t let him go.”

The corners of Chi Xingle's mouth twitched. Looking at Meng Jia's frenzied eyes, he suddenly understood something, "Have you ever fantasized about doing this to me many times?"

Meng Jia blushed, and before her bold and extroverted temperament had time to restrain, a shyness appeared on her cheeks, "Oh, brother Le, not many times, just a few times, Mo Xiaoxi has more than me, really, I lied to you that I was a dog."

Chi Xingle looked at her coldly with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, "Haha."

No wonder he always felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of this pair of tablemates looking at him, and their emotions were extraordinarily rich, so it turned out that there was something else in it.

"Meng Jia, next time you want me to screw your head off."

Meng Jia hugged her neck reflexively, and nodded so much that she almost lost her head, "Don't dare, Brother Le, little girl dare not miss your beauty anymore."

Fuck your beauty!

Chi Xingle pursed his lips and was about to get angry when Meng Jia sensed that he was not in the right mood, so he immediately turned around and ran away. Just as he was about to run after him, someone behind him stopped him, "What are you doing, scaring the female classmates like rabbits?" Just run away?"

Lu Heng wandered leisurely to Chi Xingle, with a smile on his lips, his eyes fixed on Chi Xingle's fair face, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Nothing." Chi Xingle leaned his back on the guardrail and looked at him casually, "How long have you been standing here?"

What he actually wanted to ask Lu Heng was, did you hear what happened when I said I was going to be in Suji?

"It didn't take long," Lu Heng brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and said without any surprise, "It was just when the female classmate told you to push him against the wall and go directly to him."

"Then you didn't hear who we were talking about?"

Chi Xingle still wanted to struggle to the death, but Lu Heng obviously didn't want to give him this chance. He supported the guardrail with one hand, and his smile was gentle and meaningful, "I saw her looking at Ah Shi, so, you want to push Ah Shi down?"

Chi Xingle didn't speak, but raised his jaw slightly, pretended to be dead, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and tried his best to hypnotize himself in his mind. This is not true, Lu Heng must be trying to blow him up, it must be like this.

Seeing Chi Xingle's expression, a trace of disappointment flashed deep in Lu Heng's eyes, but it was quickly covered up. He was still smiling, but his tone had a hint of sincere advice, "It's better not to do this Do it, or you'll regret it."

Chi Xingle cast doubtful eyes on him, Lu Heng looked at his twinkling peach blossom eyes, and said without holding back, "He hates the same. In the third year of junior high, his front desk and his Confession, the other party is gay, he was beaten so badly that he was hospitalized with stomach bleeding, and finally left school and left City A."

Chi Xingle twitched his stomach reflexively, it was so cruel, it was comparable to his viciousness of beating someone to the hospital, but he beat that person purely because the other person was ugly, while Su Jishi hated it The group of homosexuals has a big difference in nature, Chi Xingle is a little sad, he is not afraid of being beaten, but for what reason, he can't tell for a while.

The class bell rang, and Chi Xingle returned to his seat a little dejectedly. He was still thinking about Lu Heng saying that Su Jishi hated the same thing. He took Su Jishi's cup to drink water without paying attention, and waited for him to notice. When the touch felt different, he had already taken a sip. He quietly raised his eyes to look at Su Ji with a guilty conscience, and found that he was writing a question, with a pair of dark eyes looking at the test paper, and his eyes did not move halfway. It should be I didn't notice, so Chi Xingle quietly put the cup back to its original place. Just as he was about to lean his back on the chair and wander for a while, Su Jishi said, "Just now the deputy squad leader came and said, your dormitory number is 2305, We can move in today."