his little candy

Saturday.

After eating the breakfast made by Song's mother in the morning, Song Guo mentioned that Han Che has a separate apartment at school, and now he lives with Han Che.

Song's mother really didn't think of other places, and her face was still happy. She probably felt that staying in the dormitory to study and affecting others was not convenient.

Monday's model is very important. I told Song's mother to go to school to review, and then took the subway with Han Che to school.

The library of No. [-] Middle School is not closed on Saturdays. Song Guo and Han Che arrived at the apartment, took a short rest, and went to the library to review with reference books.

The doors of the classrooms are closed on weekends, and the keys are kept by the teacher and the class monitor. Some students did not go home during the holidays. They stayed at school and studied in the library. After all, the dormitory is really a hotbed for winter.

When it is cold and windy, I just want to lie in the warm blanket, watch dramas, check Weibo, and say goodbye to the comfort and score, but it is approaching, the college entrance examination, there are still many people in the library.

After Song Guo and Han Che arrived at the library, most of the reading room had been occupied. It seemed that there were quite a lot of students staying in school this week.

Song Guo and Han Che chose a seat to sit down, and began to review seriously, until five o'clock in the afternoon, the two left the library to eat skewers at the barbecue stand outside.

Song Guo and Han Che ordered dozens of skewers and ordered two bowls of hot and sour noodles. Halfway through eating, their tongues turned red.

Song Guo bit his tongue, "It's so spicy."

The little daughter-in-law's mouth is naturally pink, especially in winter, the crimson becomes more and more obvious, and the pink is as tender as lipstick.

This is what it was in ancient times, red lips without a spot, red lips and white teeth.

At this time, when it was hot, it became more and more red, sticking out its pink tongue like a kitten, and my heart was about to melt.

Han Che's throat rolled, and he really wanted to cool down the little daughter-in-law, but he looked around the barbecue shop. In addition to the owner who was doing the barbecue, there was also a group of workers from the nearby construction site gathering around to make skewers.

Thinking that there were people around, Han Che calmly looked away and handed the milk to Song Guo's lips.

"Drink."

Song Guo took the milk bottle and drank it all in one gulp, even drinking what was in Han Che's bottle.

It's pitifully spicy, and I can't help but continue to dip in chili powder.

"Don't dip it in chili powder." Han Che warned.

After Song Guo finished eating the grilled squid, there were piles of chicken hearts, cod, lamb skewers, etc. on the plate, and Han Che also tasted skewered shrimp.

Whether it is the city center or the commercial street, there are civilian stores.

There is also a market for low-end products. The snack street near the school is favored by many people because of its cheap price and unsanitary environment. health.

Students generally don't like to eat at street stalls. After all, it feels unhygienic to look at the equipment that is made, especially in front of the barbecue stall. There is a bucket of rotten water from the fast food restaurant next to it.

Song Guo was usually forbidden by Song's mother not to eat junk food on the street, but this taste was really good, and he was surprised that Han Che was used to eating barbecue stalls on the street.

After the barbecue, the two saw ice powder in the snack street, and bought another big bowl, adding dragon fruit, glutinous rice cakes, and small glutinous rice balls with wine and food.

Song Guo was already full, and after a few mouthfuls, he didn't want it anymore, and Han Che was not allowed to throw it away, so Han Che could only eat it by himself.

Han Che couldn't stand this sweet and greasy food after a few mouthfuls.

Passing by the trash can, Han Che threw away the ice powder box and asked Song Guo next to him, "Is it still spicy?"

Song Guo stuck out her little tongue, leaned in front of Han Che, "Neng."

Han Che's heart felt itchy, and he reached out his finger to touch it, and the little pink tongue retracted.

Song Guo wronged Bala: "It's all hot."

Han Che said helplessly: "I'll let you eat chili powder, be careful that you will have a stomachache when you go home."

"I didn't eat chili powder." Song Guo glared at Han Che, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Han Che casually asked, "What are you laughing at?" Little Things's smiles were always elusive.

Song Guo excitedly thumped his chubby little body, bouncing around as he walked, full of energy, "I remember there were always some silly plots in previous TV dramas, for example, the male lead would always put I drank the chili powder as tea, and my mouth became swollen and red."

"I'm dying of laughter baby."

Han Che snorted: "Is there any immediate effect after just drinking it?"

"Don't you think it's ugly to have a swollen mouth? There used to be a classmate in our class who was so angry in winter that his mouth was swollen and he died from laughing." The little thing laughed quite embarrassingly.

Han Che imagined that if his little daughter-in-law's mouth was swollen and red like a snow jade dumpling, the scene... I guess he would not be allowed to eat spicy food for the rest of his life.

The two walked around the asphalt road at the back gate of the school and walked towards the school.

Song Guo walked in front of Han Che, turned around, looked at Han Che, stepped back up the slope, wore a white down jacket, bulging like a snow-white dumpling, stepped back up the slope with both arms, It keeps swinging up and down, just like a cute little penguin.

Han Che's heart was unbelievably soft, and he took his little penguin's arm, "Walk well, what if you fall?"

"Ho Ho! No way!" The little thing raised his hand shyly, and hid his fist in his sleeve. Before he had taken two steps, he sat down on the ground with a "boom" and looked at him stupidly. Seeing that Han Che was about to hold back his laughter, Song Guo pursed his lips after saying "Wow!!"

Han Che laughed, and quickly pulled up the little daughter-in-law, patted the wet stains on the little buttocks, "Did you fall?"

Song Guo covered her little butt unnaturally, and said falteringly, "No."

The corner of Han Che's mouth twitched, and he began to teach him a lesson.

"Look, this road is slippery, I said I was going to fall..."

Song Guo immediately glared at Han Che, with embarrassment showing embarrassment on her little face.

Han Che pinched Song Guo's little nose, "It's not because I feel sorry for the fall."

Song Guo snorted nasally.

The two returned to the school through the back door.

Han Che wanted to go to the playground for a walk to digest food, but Song Guo didn't want to go, and now he wanted to lie on the bed.

Back to the apartment.

The two of them rinsed their mouths in the bathroom, and then continued to study the questions.

The cushions of the sofa were not as soft as the bed, Song Guo directly took the test paper and got under the bed, Han Che turned on the air conditioner, and the room was warmed up, looked at the little daughter-in-law who was leaning against the bed, and also went to the bed with the information book.

Han Che lifted the quilt and came in, patted someone's pouting buttocks, "Make room for Lao Gong."

Song Guo gave Han Che a dissatisfied look, turned around, and lay sprawled on the bed, occupying most of it: "You go to the sofa."

"No, I will be where you are."

Han Che forcibly picked up the little daughter-in-law, put some in it, and then went to bed himself.

Song Guo didn't care about Han Che, and leaned against the bedside to write the test paper, but someone was quite restless and insisted on hugging him in his arms, letting Song Guo nest on his chest, Song Guo looked at the My two arms had to lean back against Han Che's arms so as not to block Han Che's sight of writing the question.

As soon as Song Guo wrote the multiple-choice questions, someone kissed him. After writing the first page, after only a few questions, someone kissed him no less than ten times. Interrupting his study, looking at someone again, without being disturbed at all, not only kissing him with his mouth at the same time, but also hooking his leg with his leg, or just rubbing his face on his neck, in the case of countless times disturbing him Next, you can also write a test paper in sevens and eights.

Song Guo was really annoyed, and when Han Che kissed him as frequently as eating candy, he slapped him.

"Don't move, can you calm down and study for a while."

Han Che suddenly frowned in aggrieved tone and said, "I don't have the heart to do the question if I don't kiss you." He began to shift his position again, from his lips to his neck. Song Guo's fleece shirt had already been unbuttoned by Han Che. When it was pulled, the shoulders were exposed, and even the two shoulder blades on the back could be seen. The soft down and the smooth back made Han Che unable to take his eyes off the subject, so he could only force himself to focus on the topic.

Song Guo rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention to someone, until after a while, Song Guo was thinking about the last big question of the derivative, when he suddenly felt his chest being pinched, he turned his head angrily, and stared at the culprit ,"What are you doing?"

Han Che looked over, with a calm and serious face: "I'm thinking of a question." Then quickly said: "Don't disturb me."

The hand movement continues.

hehe!

It wasn't that Song Guo sensed someone's movements, just looking at Ruo Wubo's serious and handsome expression, he really thought he was thinking about something.

"open!"

Song Guo said angrily.

After being kissed and touched by Han Che, he didn't complete a few questions all night.

"No."

Han Che hooked his lips badly, and even squeezed the little Guoguo badly and pulled it off. The pain made Song Guo say "uh".

"I'm going to the living room."

"No."

"Then you can promise not to do it?"

Han Che took a deep breath, turned over suddenly, and pressed Song Guo under him.

"I'll charge the battery first."

Song Guo was taken aback: "Huh?"

Before he could figure it out, his lips were blocked by someone, and the thick kiss moved from his lips to his neck, repeated twists and turns, and finally Han Che restrained himself and let go of him.

"Okay, I've finished charging, and I promise I won't touch you before going to bed tonight."

Song Guo blushed.

After Han Che put the clothes on for Song Guo, he got out of bed and went to the living room to write the test paper.

Concentrating on studying, the time passed quickly, until Han Che made supper and called Song Guo out to eat at the door, Song Guo pulled out from the sea of ​​questions.

Song Guo walked into the living room and saw the sushi on the table. As soon as she sat down, her buttocks twitched and hurt as soon as it touched the hard stool. It must have really fallen on the tailbone. After all, the ground is hard in winter, and He sat down straight poked, and now his tailbone hurts.

Han Che frowned and said worriedly, "Did you hurt from the fall?"

Song Guo shook her head: "I'm fine."

As Han Che said, he was about to unbutton Song Guo's pants, "Let me see."

Song Guo covered it quickly, "I'm really fine." Then she asked the sushi on the table, "When did you buy it?"

Han Che said: "It is estimated that Ye Chunyin bought it."

After Song Guo sat down lightly, he took a bite before remembering: "Hey, by the way, where are they?"

Han Che wrote lightly: "Going to open a room."

Song Guo: "Huh?"

Han Che: "Your good friend, be careful."

Song Guo looked at Han Che who had been bullying him all afternoon, pouted and said, "Ruan Ruan is not as bad as you. Besides, Ruan Ruan should not bully Miss Ye Chunyin."

Han Che scoffed, noncommittal.

It's still uncertain who bullies whom.

After supper, the two of them played with their mobile phones before going to take a shower.

Han Che washed it first, and it had been half an hour since Song Guo went in, and she still hadn't come out.

Han Che glanced at the bathroom, walked over and knocked on the door, "Have you finished washing yet?"

Song Guo who was inside replied, "Come out immediately." As soon as the words fell, Han Che was about to turn around when he heard an exclamation from the bathroom.

"what!"