I slept with my partner and then he

Jia Feilin has recently suffered from nympho disease. Ever since Yang Ze explained to him that Wu Li and Jiang Yuan are not boyfriend and girlfriend, he has been talking about disbelief, but his body is very honest. Just stand at the railing on the third floor and look down.

"Come here, she's out of the classroom."

"Wow, I just smiled, so cute."

A typical "Wang Fu Shi".

Yang Ze sat in the classroom eating melon seeds, frowning while doing chemical balance, making one head and two big ones.

"Damn it, why is it so difficult to match! Seriously, where is this... person?" Yang Ze spit out the melon seeds in his mouth, stretched his neck to look along the window sill, and sure enough, he was looking at his wife again.

"What's the fate? This guy either sleeps or flirts with girls, why does he do better than me every time in the exam!" Yang Ze gritted his teeth and gnawed at the tip of his pencil, with a fierce expression on his face.

It's just that this kind of ferocity didn't last long, and it softened. He picked up the eraser and erased the wrong writing on the test paper, muttering to himself: Li Li is also working hard to improve himself. He must pass the exam this time, and he can't be allowed to run away. Otherwise, where would I put my face?

The final exam is less than two weeks away. After the exam, the first year of senior high school career will be completely over. The school will re-divide each person into classes according to the test situation of each person. The second year of senior high school will still be in the mode of key classes and ordinary classes.

Jia Feilin came back after seeing the girl, and pulled Yang Ze to talk.

"Ozawa-kun, let's discuss it."

Yang Ze shook his head and calculated the topic, but he didn't even listen to it, he was very cold: "Don't talk about it."

Jia Feilin did not give up, and decided to bribe him: "I will take care of the breakfast for the remaining two weeks, and help me chase the goddess."

Yang Ze's expression was dull, unmoved at all: "Don't chase."

Jia Feilin was annoyed: "You!"

Yang Ze snorted and despised him: "Are you okay? You don't even dare to chase after someone. You are really a coward of 24K pure gold."

Jia Feilin was dissatisfied, and yelled: "Isn't that because I really like her! If you dare, then you chase a girl back and show me?!"

"Hmm." Yang Ze bit the tip of the pen again, his eyeballs rolled around, and said impatiently, "Go, go, go, I don't have a girl I like, what a fart!"

He has someone he likes, but unfortunately it's not a girl.

So he is not cowardly at all!

chest up.

God rewards hard work.

As the saying goes, you will reap as much as you put in. After half a year of studying hard, Wu Li's academic performance has improved all the way, and he directly entered the top [-] of the class in the final exam, ranking [-]th.Yang Ze is eighteenth in his class.

Yang Ze ran all the way into Wu Li's room after receiving the report card, slammed it on the desk viciously, and trembled with anger: "It's not fair! Why do you score [-] points higher than me? You obviously didn't listen well last semester." Pass class!"

Strange and strange, one or two grades are improved, it is as simple as eating and drinking water!

Wu Li raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the words, took a look at his report card, and smiled: "I'm also curious, why are you so stupid. But that's right, stupid birds always fly first."

Yang Ze was so angry that his teeth itched.

Wu Li folded the report card in twos and threw it back to him, and said leisurely: "It would be even better if you were more stupid and didn't pass the college entrance examination, so I can call you—"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "—Primary school brother?"

Ze Yang: "..."

What is Feng Shui Turning?

What is 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi?

What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot? !

Yang Ze was so angry that he wanted to strangle him.

As he thought about it, he did it too. He pushed Wu Li down on the bed and climbed up to strangle him.

Yang Ze annoyed him: "You are the primary school boy!"

The skin of the person beneath him is smooth and warm, this is the temperature that only belongs to Wu Li. Yang Ze's heart trembled a few times when he thought of this, and he smiled and said, "Come on, elementary school boy, call me senior."

How could Wu Li be a fuel-efficient lamp? He quickly used his skill to occupy a favorable position, rolled over and pinned him down.

Wu Li was about to hit him, but Yang Ze stretched out his long arm, pressed on his neck and pulled him down.Wu Li was forced to support his head with one hand, leaned over to look at him, patted his cheek with the other hand, and exhaled loudly: "Shut up."

Yang Ze was sprayed on the face by his breath, lay on the bed and looked at him silently, smiled: "You can call me brother."

Wu Li originally thought that this person was going to play with him, and he was ready, but the person lying under him remained motionless, allowing him to bully him, with only one hand firmly wrapped around his neck, not letting his head move.

The two sniffed at each other, but couldn't tell who belonged to who. Yang Ze stared at Wu Li's beautiful eyebrows and murmured, "Li Li."

Wu Li's ears were blushing, his gaze was dodged, because of the excessive intimacy: "...Huh?"

"Call me senior."

"..."

Yang Ze felt that he was bewitched, the lips on his body were fleshy and very colorful, they were just slightly open, as if waiting for someone to pick them, Yang Ze wanted to be the one to pick them.

His lips moved, his breath quickened, and the breath he exhaled was extremely hot, and his head moved slightly, as if he was adjusting the angle so that he could kiss him better.The hand on Wu Li's neck pressed down with all his strength, as long as he got closer, he could kiss...

"Ah!"

Wu Li suddenly tilted his head and sneezed to the side. The sneeze was very loud. Yang Ze was startled by the movement, and the frozen and ambiguous atmosphere was suddenly broken. Only then did he suddenly realize what he wanted to do just now.

He hurriedly let go of his hand, allowing Wu Li to straighten up.

As soon as Wu Li was free, he jumped off the bed without looking at him, walked a few steps, stood far away from him, rubbed his nose and muttered, "The nose is itchy, who is frying the chili?"

Yang Ze sniffed subconsciously when he heard the words, but he didn't smell anything. He jumped off the bed in fear, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the other party: "Li Li, you... um..."

He didn't know what to say, he was frustrated by his reckless behavior just now, he was afraid that Wu Li would ignore him, so he tried hard to explain, but before he could figure it out, Wu Li turned his head and glanced at him, looking very upset Yu: "Have you gained strength after eating? Your neck is almost broken by you."

Yang Ze was taken aback: "I..."

He wanted to say that I didn't do it on purpose, Wu Li waved his hand directly, went to sit down at the desk with his neck pressed, and said softly, "What about me, go, get me a piece of watermelon from the refrigerator, it's so hot today. "

"Hey." Seeing that his attitude was so bad, Yang Ze's neck stiffened, and he felt unhappy.

Wu Li propped his hands on the table and stood up slowly: "Will you go?"

"...Go." Who made the senior hurt you!

Yang Ze went out angrily.

Wu Lichang heaved a sigh of relief when he sat back on the stool. Fortunately, he had been fooled, and he couldn't play around with him like this in the future, it would be too easy to cause accidents.

Yang Ze likes to play football, but suffers from having no companions. Wu Li played with him once, and he was completely addicted to it.

Yang Ze stood at the door of Wu Li's room with a football in his arms, with a look of great interest: "Let's go, let's play football."

Wu Li watched the sky outside through the window, speechless: "...it's noon, aren't you hot?"

At noon in July, the sun is shining brightly, only fools will go out to play football, right?

Wu Li didn't want to go out and be a fool, but someone insisted on pulling him into it.

"Are you hot?" Yang Ze thought about it seriously, turned around and ran away, came back a few minutes later with two more ice creams in his hand, reached out and handed him one, and said enthusiastically, "Eat, it won't be hot after eating."

Wu Li looked at the popsicle in his hand and deeply felt that there was something wrong with this person's mind.

Wu Li was finally dragged to the open space by the "mentally retarded baby".

Yang Ze threw away the sticks he had gnawed, and carried stones to set up roadblocks everywhere. Wu Li was still his goalkeeper. The big trees were lush and tall. Watching the man sweating back and forth in the distance.

Yang Ze quickly set up the roadblock, wiped the sweat off his face, and shouted at Wu Li, "I'm coming!"

Wu Li changed his posture to enjoy the cool.

Come and come.

Yang Ze played the football coquettishly all the way, took the stone as an enemy player, raised his eyebrows coldly, passed five levels and cut six generals, and soon came to Wu Li.

He kicked the goal skillfully, with a strong spin, Wu Li rushed to catch it, the ball brushed past his hand and crashed into the goal net.

Go in!

Wu Li applauded him, showing appreciation: "It's really amazing."

Yang Ze glanced at him, then ran into the bushes and pulled out the ball, a little sullen.

Wu Li felt that he was applauding fairly loudly, and his facial expressions were in place, so he didn't know what made him unhappy.

"what happened?"

Yang Ze scratched the football with his toes, with an unhappy expression on his face: "You didn't catch it properly at all."

Wu Li hehe.This is too fake a play, it was seen through.

He opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I caught it well, maybe this ball is not in good shape, and the next ball will be fine."

Yang Ze raised his eyes: "Really?"

Wu Li nodded.

Seeing that he clicked lightly, Yang Ze became happy again, kicked the ball and ran away happily, stood at the starting point and gestured to him: "Do it again!"

Do it again?

Oh?

It's shameful to be cute.

When heaven will send love to people, it must first tan their skin, work their muscles and bones, and sweat all over their bodies.Wu Li stood in the middle of the two trees with his dantian in a trance, and gave it all up.

Yang Ze came over again with the ball, this time he didn't play tricks, he directly raised his foot to kick the ball, the football pierced the sky and went straight to Wu Li's head.

Wu Li jumped and hugged the ball firmly.

The ball didn't go in!

Yang Ze, however, was happier than scoring the ball. He ran over with a smile on his face, and said with a wave of enthusiasm, "You were really in a bad state in the last game!"

Wu Li looked at him with a sincere smile, feeling a little guilty.

The weather is really hot, even if you move a little, you will be covered in sweat. Yang Ze ran under the sun the whole time, not to mention, he wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile: "Is it hot?"

Hot, hot as hell.Wu Li looked at his crystal smile satisfied with playing football, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and shook his head: "It's not hot."

Wu Li felt that there was something wrong with his brain.

Yang Ze's eyes followed his finger movements, saw the drop of sweat, pursed his lips, and smiled deeper.

The two stood facing each other with a distance of one meter. You smiled and I laughed, like two idiots.

After laughing, I naturally continued to play football. In the middle of the kick, a few children ran into the open space.

They are all children from the village, and they don't take a nap, and they run around the village at noon every day.

The little boy who took the lead ran to Yang Ze and looked at his football: "Brother Yang Ze, I want to play too."

Yang Ze looked at the children hula-la surrounding him.

The older one was supposed to be in the second or third grade of primary school, while the younger one lifted his underpants and looked at him curiously, sniffing his nose from time to time.

Yang Ze looked back at the little boy who took the lead, and asked, "Can you kick?"

The little boy's eyes were bright, and he grinned: "Of course!"

Ze Yang gave him the ball.

Everyone grows up little by little. Looking at these children, Yang Ze guessed how they would play football. As expected, the children even kicked and hugged, and sometimes they would huddle together and reach out to grab it. He looks like he just played football when he was in elementary school.

Yang Ze fanned the wind with his hand and came to the shade of the tree, and stood with Wu Li.

Wu Li squatted under the peach tree, picked a leaf, and while watching the demons dancing in the open space, he tore the leaf with his hands.

The two of them were sweating from running before, but they didn't speak for a while, and stayed quietly in one place to enjoy the cool.

Although children have unlimited energy, they are too noisy. They kick a ball and laugh and laugh. Almost everyone in the village can hear their laughter. An old man came out of a house next to the open space, wiping his sleepy eyes. A lion roared and said, "Go play elsewhere!"

The old man was tall and burly, with a serious face, and he had been accumulating prestige for a long time. The leading child was frightened like a quail when he yelled at him. He honestly held the ball and returned it to Yang Ze. His little followers ran away in a flash.

Yang Ze swiped the ball with his toes and looked at Wu Li: "Are you still kicking?"

On the side road, a villager passed by with a shovel, which was stained with muddy water that had not been wiped clean.

Wu Li stood up and looked towards the place where the villagers were going. Between the groves, he could vaguely see a silver line running through the groves, going straight to the pear orchard in the distance.

Sure enough, it was watering the ground.

Wu Li pointed out, "Let's go wash our face."

The well water drawn from the ground is cold and sweet, and it feels very refreshing to wash your hands and face in summer.

Yang Ze naturally had no objection, he waved his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go!"

The two stood up and set off with their heads held high. Halfway along the road, Yang Ze paused and stopped.

Yang Ze stretched out his hand to push Wu Li: "Go and pick up the ball."

Wu Li didn't understand, so he took a step forward, then backed away, and pushed him back: "Go."

Yang Ze continued to push him: "You go."

Wu Li didn't want to go.

The two pushed and shoved each other, they had no love at all than Jin Jian, and the cause of their "glass love" was——

Yang Ze missed a moment and kicked the ball onto the ball of cow dung.

So the two who had been in love with each other before immediately "disbanded". Not only did they not give up on themselves, but they also tricked each other to go to thunder.

Really complied with the sentence, "Husbands and wives are originally birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately" (Dongwu)

But the ball belonged to Yang Ze, and he also kicked it on the cow dung, Wu Li didn't want to go, so he had to pick it up.

Seeing that his expression was really troubled, Wu Li touched his trouser pocket and took out a striped plastic bag. He was going to pick some beans in the vegetable field in the morning, but he didn't go, so the plastic bag was always in his pocket. , which would come in handy.

Wu Li handed it to him: "Put it on and kick it into the pool for a flush."

Yang Ze looked at the plastic bag, his eyes lit up: "Then you go..."

"Would you like it?" Wu Li squinted at him.

....Yang Ze had no choice but to take the plastic bag and wrap it on the shoes, and went to pick out balls from the cow dung.

Wu Li bypassed him, ran happily to the side of the ditch and squatted down to wash his face and hands.

The water flow was clear, and there was a little sand mixed with it. Wu Li picked up a handful of water and poured it on his face. The heat from his body dissipated, and even the sunlight falling on his body was not so annoying.

It was cool and pleasant.

Downstream from him, he soon squatted down alone. Yang Ze pulled the plastic bag with his shoes and threw it far away. He used a branch to block the football from soaking in his downstream position to prevent it from being washed away by the water.

The football was washed away quickly, Yang Ze picked it up and put it on the weeds next to it to dry.

The running water is cold, and the summer wind is blowing low.

Yang Ze spread his palms in the water, spread his five fingers, and let the water flow gently through his fingers, and then gathered into strands, flowing downstream.

"Li Li." He whispered.

Wu Liyang sprinkled water on his arms, having a good time, when he heard the words, he casually responded, "Huh?"

Yang Zewei stood up, raised his hand and raised his fingers, Wu Li was covered in the shadow by him, so he looked up because he didn't know.

A drop of water dripped from Yang Ze's fingertips.

The drops of water were dishonest, and quickly slid down Wu Li's plump forehead, down the bridge of his nose, and then to his pink lips. Wu Li's lips parted slightly, and the water droplets disappeared along the lines of his lips. , quickly disappeared.

Yang Ze's eyes stayed on the place where the drops of water disappeared for a long time, then withdrew his hand, looked down at him, and said softly, "Is it delicious?"

Standing against the light, he looked focused and serious, with deep eyebrows and gentle eyes, Wu Li stared at him blankly, subconsciously pursed his lips, and the wet lips became more rosy and plump.

Yang Ze didn't wait for his answer, so he didn't take it seriously, his eyes swept a few times on the plump rosy face, and then looked away.

He felt that the conjecture was indistinguishable from the truth, but to be on the safe side, he needed to confirm it carefully.