I fucked a natural dumb student

51.

On Saturday morning, Xia Anze's alarm clock rang first.

He closed his eyes and groped under the pillow for a long time, squinted one eye and turned off the alarm clock, turned over and fell asleep again.

Su Xinglan woke up as soon as the alarm clock rang, sat up and watched Xia Anze's skillful movements, and felt a little funny.

He glanced at the time and thought it was still early, so he decided to let Xia Anze sleep a little longer, get out of bed, change clothes and wash himself.

While Su Xinglan was brushing his teeth and washing his face, Xia Anze's alarm clock rang back and forth seven or eight times, but Xia Anze snapped off all of them.

52.

Su Xinglan tidied herself up and walked to Xia Anze's bedside, and found that Xia Anze's posture was crooked, the quilt was kicked to his feet, and the soft pajamas were lifted up, revealing half of her slender white waist.

Xia Anze was obviously still in a deep sleep, his well-shaped mouth was slightly opened, and the corners of his mouth were gleaming, and he didn't know if he was licking it in his dream or drooling.

Probably no one knows that Xia Anze, who is beautiful and popular outside, sleeps so badly.

Su Xinglan was originally going to wake Xia Anze up, but at this moment he was suddenly dazzled, and felt a strange joy in his heart, as if he had discovered a little secret that no one knew.

He unconsciously stretched out his hand, and just touched Xia Anze's lips with his fingertips. Before he could feel the softness, Xia Anze's alarm clock rang again.

Su Xinglan withdrew her hand as if she had been awakened, and couldn't help rubbing her fingers, it was hot.

He didn't know why he made such a move, the behavior just now was completely out of control, beyond his comprehension.

Su Xinglan was stunned to digest his inexplicable behavior, and then reached out to pat Xia Anze: "Wake up, are you still going to climb the mountain?"

Xia Anze fell into a drowsy sleep when he heard someone talking about climbing a mountain, he was startled. Before he could open his eyes, he sat up and said, "Climb, climb!"

53.

By the time Xia Anze tidied himself up, and the two stood at the foot of the mountain, it was already an hour later.

This kind of non-holiday weekend, there are not too many pedestrians, only young people walking in twos and threes, who seem to be college students nearby.

They had breakfast at the foot of the mountain before starting their ascent.

Although Xia Anze's main purpose was to ask Su Xinglan to come out to play, he still had the consciousness of being an art student and carried the drawing board on his back.

Su Xinglan was carrying a mountaineering bag, which was stuffed to the brim, and Xia Anze didn't know what was in it, it looked very heavy.

The footsteps of both of them are not slow. Su Xinglan has the habit of exercising himself. Mountain climbing is not too much exercise for him, but Xia Anze looks slender and thin, and he hasn't fallen behind at all.

54.

The wind was very cool in the morning, and the two of them didn't sweat much when they climbed halfway up the mountain.

Su Xinglan looked at Xia Anze who didn't change his expression in surprise, and asked, "Aren't you tired?"

Xia Anze wanted to say that he wasn't tired. Ye Qi and I often came to sketch, but when we met Su Xinglan's eyes, our brain started to run fast, and we said, "I'm pretending, I'm exhausted."

Xia Anze tried his best to pretend that his feet were soft, and softly fell on Su Xinglan's body: "I can't even stand still, lean on me."

I don't know if it's Xia Anze's talent for acting, Su Xinglan took it seriously, quickly helped him by the shoulder, took him to the side, took out a newspaper from his bag and put it on the steps, and helped Xia Anze to sit down.

Xia Anze didn't know what it was like to be tired from climbing mountains. On the surface, he looked like his limbs were not working hard, but in fact he had good athletic cells, but he was too lazy to move.

He crazily hypnotized himself in his heart: I'm so weak, I'm a small flower in a greenhouse, I can't run or get tired, and I have to pant for a long time when I move.

He shivered from his own description, leaned his head on Su Xinglan's shoulder again, panted deliberately and said: "I'm so tired, I want to drink water, but I have no strength in my hands and feet, maybe I can't even hold the kettle."

Su Xinglan didn't expect Xia Anze to be so weak, so he quickly opened the water and fed it to Xia Anze's mouth: "Drink slowly."

Hearing Xia Anze's rapid "ho ho ho" panting sound, he felt that Xia Anze would faint out of breath in the next second, he was very worried, and said: "No, let's go down."

When Xia Anze heard this, he realized that he had pretended, and quickly stopped his breath: "I'm much better after drinking water." He stood up: "We can continue walking."

Su Xinglan: "?"

He glanced at the water he drank a few sips, and realized for the first time that water really has such a good effect, so why do girls always explode when they hear that they drink too much hot water?

55.

Su Xinglan took back the newspaper on the floor and asked, "Is there really no problem?"

Xia Anze nodded quickly: "No problem." What if I say that there is a problem and you take me down the mountain?

Xia Anze glanced at Su Xinglan's empty hand, and thought about it again: "But I'm still tired, I might need some support."

come on friends!The little rabbit in Xia Anze's heart has already started raising the flag and cheering: "Lead me up the mountain, preferably with fingers clasped together!"

Su Xinglan nodded clearly, and stretched out his hand towards Xia Anze.

Xia Anze suppressed the smile on his lips, and before he had time to stop it, he watched Su Xinglan's hand turn a corner, and took out a stick from his bag.

Xia Anze: "?"

Su Xinglan placed the stick horizontally in front of Xia Anze, and pulled it with a "snap", and the short stick suddenly became longer.

Su Xinglan said, "I bought it specially for you."

Xia Anze gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, what is this?"

Su Xinglan tapped the stick to the ground, and handed the handle end to Xia Anze's hand: "Alpenstock."

56.

Xia Anze glanced at the stainless steel legs on the ground, then at the handle with a leather case in his hand, and the messy buttons next to the handle that he didn't know what to do: "Are you sure it's a trekking pole?"

Why do I look like the old man's crutch my grandma used! ?