Since ancient times, attacking two pets and attacking four

It's not just that Xu Xingluo's mind is full of white things. Since the afternoon when he went to search for "technical papers", Song Qingzhi's mind has also been full of white things.

He acted quite naturally just now, but in fact he was also very nervous. He went into the bathroom and sighed in front of the mirror. What are you doing... No, hey, thinking of that scene, Song Qing became paralyzed.

Kissing belongs to kissing, helping each other belongs to helping each other, normal.

But what he has to do later is a bit too much, as long as he closes his eyes and fantasizes about the fierce and arrogant school bully squatting in front of him doing that kind of thing, the blood in his whole body will start to boil like something.

It's hard to think, Song Qingzhi smiled wryly, if the school pants were not strong enough...

"Stop it..." He didn't want to stay upside down in the shower, because it would be embarrassing if Xu Xingluo saw it.

It can only be said that the two have a good understanding. Xu Xingluo was outside doing nothing. He was lying on the bed and flipping through his mobile phone. He opened the game for a while, and opened the group for a while, but nothing seemed interesting. His mind had already drifted to the bathroom. The handsome guy in the shower went to him.

At present, the only thing that distracts attention is estimated to be technical papers like "how to do so". , How difficult can it be to do things that a kitten will do as soon as it is born.

With the theoretical knowledge accumulated in the past and the written teaching with rich text and pictures, it is a matter of minutes to fool Song Qingzhi's scrap iron player. Xu Xingluo is extremely confident.

After more than ten minutes, Song Qingzhi came out of the bathroom.

"You are such a delicate boy." Xu Xingluo glanced at the time, and teased, "I'm going to wash, remember to dry your hair, don't catch a cold." He got up and went into the bathroom.

"Okay." Song Qingzhi nodded.

After staying inside for almost 10 minutes, the corners of his eyes were a little red from the steam.

Xu Xingluo washed it very quickly, probably in less than 10 minutes, and felt like he just rinsed it casually.

"So fast?" Song Qingzhi had just put down the hair dryer, and the moisture on his body hadn't dissipated: "It can be seen that it's not me who is delicate, it's you who are too rough."

"What's rough? It's just a partial wash." Xu Xingluo looked at Song Qingzhi: "Isn't it? You still have the mind to wash slowly at this juncture?" As he spoke, his eyes aimed at the other party's Xiasanlu: " Are you in no hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry." Song Qingzhi sat on the edge of the bed in a hooligan posture, coughed lightly and pointed at his brother: "Maybe it's a little anxious."

"Fuck..." Xu Xingluo died laughing.

"You wipe your hair first." Song Qingzhi blushed slightly, his ears were hot, and he was a little ashamed.

He was very sure that, except for Xu Xingluo, he would never say this kind of shameless flirting to others in his life.

"Ah." Xu Xingluo picked up the towel and wiped it first.

"Do you need me to blow it to you?" Song Qingzhi originally asked seriously, but after he finished speaking, he was stunned. In this situation, he felt that this sentence was flawed.

Xu Xingluo, who was thinking crookedly with him, suddenly shook his shoulders and laughed, then turned his head and replied: "Yes, I will blow it to you later."

"Get lost." Song Qingzhi also laughed, grabbed a pillow and threw it over.

"You're shy." Xu Xingluo took it, then threw it back and pointed at him: "Throw it again, and you won't have a place in my bed from now on."

"Tsk." Song Qingzhi hugged the pillow in disdain, but didn't throw it over again: "What do you mean by that? If I don't throw it away, I will have my share?"

"Doesn't it depend on your performance?" Xu Xingluo replied, with a casual tone: "Wait for me for 2 minutes."

Song Qingzhi didn't say anything, just put the pillow back.

But if he doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean he doesn't want it in his heart. What's the performance?

What does Xu Xingluo want from him?

confession?

Life and death?

Song Qingzhi made up his mind, and holding a bouquet of flowers and saying those words in front of Xu Xingluo, he shuddered suddenly, feeling that everything was wrong, and Xu Xingluo probably thought of him as Neuropathy treatment.

So, what is the performance the other party wants?

I can't just hope that he will take the initiative to propose that I want to be the next... That would be too embarrassing.

Song Qingzhi took advantage of the noise of the air ducts all over the room, and sighed secretly. He found that he was hopeless. Recently, he was used to standing on Xu Xingluo's standpoint when thinking about things, rather than his own interests.

Two minutes later, Xu Xingluo put down the hair dryer: "Master is here."

Song Qingzhi's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up at Xu Xingluo, who was not at all shy, and nodded nervously: "Oh, just tell me how you need me to cooperate with you."

"You don't need to cooperate, you can just sit down." The floor is covered with foam pads, and kneeling will not hurt your knees. Xu Xingluo lifted the warehouse manager and went down. Song Qingzhi's heart rose to his throat with his close breath :"Um."

Cooperating with revealing the target of the crime, fortunately, he was still calm and did not make a fool of himself.

"I just rinsed my mouth with super mint-flavored toothpaste, which is icy." Xu Xingluo touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and smiled at Song Qingzhi: "How is it? Do you feel looking forward to it?"

When he said this, Song Qingzhi's petite heart almost jumped out, he calmed down and said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, you will catch a cold if you talk nonsense, hurry up."

"Damn, fine." Xu Xingluo said: "Don't rush, I'm blowing, blowing."

Song Qingzhi didn't feel the sequelae of the mint-flavored icy toothpaste, he just felt extremely hot, his whole body was hot, and no physical education class that tried his best could bring him such a feeling of fainting from heat. experience.

Not only bones and blood, but Song Qingzhi felt that his heart, which was beating like a neuropathy, was also hot as if it was going to burn.

At this moment, he especially wanted to clasp fingers with Xu Xingluo... The other party seemed to have a heart-to-heart with him, and suddenly freed a hand to hold his hand. At first, it was a normal grip, and then in a blink of an eye, it became fingers crossed, tightly Hold tight.

Song Qingzhi's eyes were red, the only point of strength in the whole world was Xu Xingluo's hand, making him grab it like a lunatic grabbing driftwood.

Feeling a tingling pain from the back of his hand, Xu Xingluo frowned fiercely. According to his experience, the back of his hand was absolutely torn!

Hold!Does Song Qing insist on him?

Isn't it just a mediocre juvenile experience, which made it look like giving birth to a child? Xu Xingluo endured it only because the other party would cash in on the sweetness in a while.

Written knowledge says that this kind of thing may feel more to some people than real doi, it varies from person to person!

Maybe Song Qingzhi is one of them, otherwise the movement is really unreasonable.

……

Coming out of the bathroom, Xu Xingluo shook his hand, staring at someone who was still lying on the kang: "Next time you do this kind of thing again, I'll be an idiot if I give you my hand again."

The back of his hand was just as he guessed, the skin was broken, three ways.

"What?" Song Qingzhi heard that his voice was gay, so he quickly cleared his throat and asked again: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"You still have the nerve to ask, you scratched the back of your hand." Xu Xingluo moved the injured back of his hand closer as he spoke, "What were you thinking at the time, didn't you realize it at all?" Then he said: " Oh, let me go, are you really so devoted to forgetting yourself?"

Sure enough, seeing the three red marks on the back of Xu Xingluo's hand, Song Qingzhi blushed, then frowned, half lying there pinching Xu Xingluo's palm and said, "I didn't notice, I'm sorry."

"Forget it." Xu Xingluo pulled out his hand, not so delicate, he smiled, and squeezed Colonel Song's cheeks: "If you really feel sorry for me, then you will hurt me a little bit."

"Oh." Song Qingzhi coughed twice, smiling unnecessarily shyly.

"Foul like this again." Xu Xingluo pointed at him.

"Okay, but let me tell you something." Song Qingzhi looked at Xu Xingluo with flickering eyes, and said in a irrational voice, "Cough, I didn't pay attention to what you did just now. If I don't do it well , you just say."

"What did you say? What did you say?" Xu Xing was so angry that he grabbed Ya's collar and stared at Ah: "Song Daxueba! You let me honor it first with the attitude of learning. Right? Then you told me you didn’t pay attention? I’ll find someone to reason with!”

"The main reason is..." Song Qingzhi hugged the school bully who was angry at him, and began to make excuses: "Your skills are too superb, I was dizzy by you, is this a good reason?"

"You can avoid pouring ecstasy soup," Xu Xingluo narrowed his eyes and looked at him leisurely: "Any other tricks?" He looked like he would punish you right now if he didn't.

"Yes." Song Qingzhi sighed: "The first time is counted as practice, and the second time is counted as fulfillment, how should I say?"

"Deal." Xu Xingluo lay down peacefully.

Then he found out indignantly that Song Qingzhi really didn't learn anything from his uncle!

Fuck, it's just such a simple circular movement, which made him stumble and stumble. If his younger brother was not strong, he would have seen him in the hospital today.

Xu Xingluo thought about it, it's not difficult, it's a very simple operation, he guides it verbally, and the exploration will be smooth.

But for this top student who can take the first place in the school with his eyes closed, not to mention the luxury of progress, the more he guides, the more busy he is, and it will kill him to make him bolder.

"Look for the memory of you working hard while holding a baby bottle when you were a child. I don't believe you can't even do this." Xu Xingluo said.

"Yes, yes." Song Qingzhi said, "I'm shy."

He knows all the movements Xu Xingluo instructed, but he is only limited to small moves.

"Oh, then how can you not be shy." Xu Xingluo didn't move at all, thinking whether he should greet himself or not, if he continued like this, he would really catch a cold.

"Practice more." Song Qingzhi said.

"Damn it, you're an enemy." Xu Xingluo burst out laughing, propped up his upper body and stroked Song Qingzhi's hair, feeling resigned to his fate: "Then take your time, I'll sleep first. "

"Isn't it?" Song Qing pinched him: "Don't sleep, stay with me."

"Shall I count one, two, and beat the time?" Xu Xingluo said.

"Your uncle." Song Qing smiled angrily, and after thinking about it, he learned from the pain: "You wait, I'm not shy now, I want to make you happy."

"Brother Zhi, come on." Xu Xingluo yawned.

Song Qingzhi's teeth itch again, but he didn't say anything.

As the saying goes, actions speak louder than words. He looked down at the little star that frightened him when he saw it for the first time, and tried hard to restrain his blushing and heartbeat to conquer it.