Frank and strict

Looking at Yang Juan's eyes, he seemed to realize something, and He Lang quickly pushed him away.Only then did he realize that there was no one else around, and Yang Juan's attention was immediately distracted. He took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to go back now?"

He Lang looked at him incredulously, but didn't answer him.

Yang Juan didn't urge or ask again, and stood quietly waiting for him.

After a while, He Lang looked back with a complicated mood.Although he is Yang Juan who likes to wear women's clothes, it is not wrong, even though he proposed to let Yang Juan wear a skirt to show himself, it is to verify that his idea is not wrong.

But at the time, he didn't seem to realize that connecting with a microphone through a network cable is not the same as meeting in reality.Seeing Yang Juan like this in reality, he was even more out of control than he imagined.

I almost kissed him in the movie theater, probably it could be attributed to the darkness that caused a bit of obsession, but now holding Yang Juan, I even felt my heart beating faster.He Lang felt a little bad, he hated this feeling of being seriously out of control.

So in the end, he still decided to kill these signs of something wrong in the cradle.He is not the type of person who has no courage to face his true heart, but the problem now is that Yang Juan is not a woman at all.

After thinking clearly, He Lang raised his eyes unnaturally, frowned and said to Yang Juan, "You should stop wearing skirts in front of me in the future."

Yang Juan was confused by his words, "Didn't you ask me to wear it?"

The corner of He Lang's forehead twitched lightly, feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot with a rock, "Yes, I let you wear it. But you don't want to wear it again in the future."

"Okay." Yang Juan agreed quickly, and then added in a low voice, "I don't have a habit of wearing skirts."

He didn't mean to say this, but He Lang listened to it, and explained in a dissatisfied tone: "I don't have a habit of watching men wear skirts."

"Okay, you haven't." Yang Juan said.

He Lang's forehead twitched violently, and he always suspected that he was mocking himself, but he couldn't find any evidence from his face, so he had to give up in the end.

After eating, the four of them drove back to school.They parted at the school gate, Yang Juan and He Lang wanted to go back to the dormitory, and Lao Chen and his girlfriend went back to the rented room outside the school.

Since Yang Juan entered the school area, he has been a little secretive, and he never raised his face from the beginning to the end. He nearly bumped into a roadside pillar several times, but He Lang pulled him back in time.

He Lang couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply put his arms around his shoulders and led him to the school.I met acquaintances on the road several times, and when I was curious about the relationship between Yang Juan and him, he made excuses to avoid it.

The two finally separated outside the back door of the dormitory.The management of the postgraduate dormitory is not as strict as that of the undergraduate area. The dormitory management often stays in the duty room to watch dramas, and does not care much about the personnel entering and leaving the dormitory.Not being bumped into by any acquaintances, Yang Juan went back to his dormitory smoothly, and quickly changed his skirt and socks.

He got up too early in the morning, so he didn't go out again, but stayed in the dormitory to sleep.A few hours later, she was awakened by Zhuo Lan's opening the door, and it was time for dinner.

Zhuo Lan brought dinner back from outside, but he didn't expect him to be in the dormitory, so he only bought his own.Yang Juan climbed down to order takeaway, and then took the skirt and socks to wash and dry, when the phone on Zhuo Lan's desk rang twice.

The other party's body sitting in front of the desk leaned back, and shouted to Yang Juan on the balcony: "Someone sent you a message."

Yang Juan came in and picked up his mobile phone to check, and found that it was Song Qing who hadn't spoken to him since adding friends.The other party asked him in WeChat if he had time recently, and asked him to go swimming in the swimming pool.

Zhuo Lan sat beside him, lazily crossing his legs, and asked casually without raising his head, "Who is it?"

Yang Juan replied truthfully: "Song Qing asked me to go swimming."

"Song Qing? Which Song Qing?" Zhuo Lan seemed to be suddenly interested, and immediately sat up straight, "Is that Song Qing from the school basketball team?"

Yang Juan nodded.

"When did you ask her?" Zhuo Lan said.

Yang Juan showed some hesitation, "But I can't swim."

"If you don't know how to swim, you can learn." Zhuo Lan comforted him seriously, then looked at him eagerly, "Promise her, I want to go too."

Yang Juan tilted his head in surprise, as if he didn't understand why he wanted to go.

"How about that, you can ask her first if the captain of the basketball team will go?" Zhuo Lan grabbed his arm with a smile, "I want to see the captain of the basketball team swim."

Yang Juan responded to Song Qing according to what he said.After a while, after receiving an affirmative answer from the other party, Yang Juan conveyed it to Zhuo Lan next to him: "The captain will also go."

Zhuo Lan's eyes lit up, and he grabbed his arm and shook excitedly, "Juan, promise her quickly."

Yang Juan nodded and agreed to Song Qing.

But he agreed, and he didn't forget to tell Song Qing that he couldn't swim.Song Qing offered to teach him, but Yang Juan hesitated for two seconds, but declined her offer.

Watching the entire conversation between the two, Zhuo Lan narrowed his eyes sharply and asked, "Why did she suddenly ask you to go swimming? She also offered to teach you, is she trying to chase you?"

Yang Juan hurriedly shook his head and denied: "Impossible, she is almost as tall as me, doesn't it mean that girls like boys who are taller than themselves?"

Zhuo Lan snorted softly, "That's true, but some people like to look for a younger brother who needs to be taken care of." But these are not important, he waved his hand and put aside irrelevant thoughts, "You guys have an appointment when?"

"Tomorrow night." Yang Juan said.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Lan got up excitedly and went to the closet to find swimming trunks.

The next night, when Yang Juan and Zhuo Lan went to the school swimming pool, they found that He Lang and his friends were there.The other party had probably swam a few laps in the water, and was sitting on a chair by the pool talking to the fourth child.

Yang Juan was dressed normally today, he looked like an ordinary fresh male college student, he was not very conspicuous when he was thrown into the crowd, but He Lang still saw him very quickly.

The fourth child waved to them with a smile on his face, Zhuo Lan pulled Yang Juan and walked over, He Lang turned his face sideways, and glanced at the bag in Yang Juan's hand, "Are you coming for a swim?"

Yang Juan nodded, his eyes deliberately avoided his naked upper body, and emptily fell in mid-air.

Sensing his avoidance, He Lang felt a little unhappy, and stood up facing Yang Juan, fully showing his strong chest and abdominal muscles, "Aren't you good at swimming?"

Yang Juan still didn't look at him, but hummed vaguely.

On the contrary, Zhuo Lan was standing next to Yang Juan, with bold and unobstructed eyes, staring at He Lang's upper body with relish.

He Lang's face darkened.

The last time I saw Yang Juan in the swimming pool, this idiot stared at other people's dry and thin upper body, his face flushed.Now that he was standing in front of him, he didn't even look at him.

Since there were other people present, he couldn't say anything, so He Lang sat back with his eyes darkened.

Realizing belatedly, He Lang seemed a little unhappy, Yang Juan lowered his eyes silently, and was about to take a closer look at the expression on his face when Song Qing came over.She was wearing a well-behaved one-piece swimsuit, and she looked slender.Probably for the reason of studying sports, the arms and legs are covered with thin muscles, but it is not ugly.

Yang Juan and Zhuo Lan followed Song Qing and went to the dressing room to change.

The fourth child withdrew his gaze from watching them, turned his head and asked curiously: "Did you get hit by Lao Zhao? Did you really go out on a date yesterday?"

He Lang collected his thoughts, raised his eyes to glance at him, and asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"Old Chen." The fourth child touched his chin and recalled, "Not only Old Chen, but also someone in our class said that they saw you in school yesterday."

He Lang paused for a moment, then leaned back in the chair with a careless expression, and replied perfunctorily, "It's pretty much it."

The fourth child suddenly became interested, and when he wanted to ask more detailed questions, he saw the direction of the locker room out of the corner of his eye, and two girls came out in two-piece swimsuits.His attention was immediately attracted by the two girls, and he quickly forgot about asking He Lang for the details of the date.

The two girls were both tall, thin and beautiful, their legs looked white and long, and the half waistline exposed above the culottes was soft and slender.More importantly, the busts of both of them don't look small.

The fourth child looked straight.

After the two people talked and laughed and got closer, they found that the girl with pink breasts on the left looked very pure and soft, and the fourth child even bumped He Lang with his elbow, and asked in a low voice with joy, "Brother Lang, The one on the left is the one you like."

When He Lang heard this, he raised his head with a motionless expression, and followed his gaze.

I didn't see the pure girl with pink breasts, but I happened to see Yang Juan and Zhuo Lan coming out of the dressing room.Yang Juan had already taken off his shirt and changed into thigh-length swimming trunks.

In the corridor outside the toilet yesterday, He Lang could feel that his whole body was soft when hugged, not like the type of person who can do sports.At this time, seeing Yang Juan touching himself white and thin, this guess was more and more confirmed in his heart.

His legs were not much different from yesterday when he was wearing socks, they were straight and well-proportioned.He Lang's gaze went up his legs, passed over his flat stomach, and finally settled on his bare shoulders without a trace.

Although the shoulders are not as wide as his own, the shoulder line is straight and neat, and the joint between the shoulders and the neck is a beautiful right angle.It wasn't until this time that He Lang realized that his neck was slender, and combined with the overall body proportions, he didn't look obtrusive.

It was clearly no different from those shriveled boys who didn't exercise, but He Lang didn't take his gaze back for a long time.In fact, even he himself was not sure what he was looking at in Yang Juan.

Until the fourth child next to him whispered, "How is it? Is it very soft?"

He Lang was silent for a short while, and then hummed lightly.

"Are the legs white and long?" The fourth child continued to ask.

He Lang frowned and thought, then reluctantly agreed: "Yes."

"The waist is so thin, and there is no fat on the stomach." The fourth child praised him.

This is not a lie, He Lang nodded calmly.

"The exposed shoulders are also very round and cute." The fourth child continued to comment, "The most important thing is that they are still very pure."

He Lang's brows tightened unconsciously, and only then did he realize that the fourth child was meticulous in his observations, and he couldn't help but feel a little displeased, so he immediately lowered his tone and snorted softly: "What is so pure about a man? of?"

"A man?" The fourth child's tone was extremely astonished, "What man? Aren't we talking about this pure and soft girl with pink breasts?"

He Lang: "..."

His expression froze for a moment, and he looked away as if nothing had happened, and looked again at the pure and soft girl that the fourth brother said.

The girl in the pink swimsuit was indeed pure and soft, and she was indeed the type he would like. He Lang looked at her coldly.

However, in just a few seconds, he began to become absent-minded.When he reacted, his sight had unconsciously shifted and fell back on Yang Juan behind him.

Alarm bells rang in He Lang's heart, and he compulsively turned his gaze back to the soft and fragrant girl.

A few seconds later, his eyes still chased Yang Juan uncontrollably.

He Lang's face turned black.

Grass, there seems to be something wrong with him.

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