cute naive

Nothing to do at night, Song Wenyuan went to his grandfather's house to accompany the old man to have dinner, and told the farce of the appraisal meeting by the way, which made the old man very pleased.

On the way home, I received a call from Hong Yang, "What are you doing?"

"Go home, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just come out and play."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "Shouldn't you be devastated now? Kembard didn't let you drink a pot?"

"He can take care of me?" Hong Yang snorted, "He should be the one who is in trouble now. The so-called wall is overthrown by everyone, and the relevant departments are about to punish him. If he can't submit the materials that go beyond the formal procedures, he is ready to squat. Go to prison, oh, I can’t explain it on the phone, come out, we two brothers haven’t played together for a long time.”

"Row."

The two made an appointment at an archery gym in the university town, not because they loved traditional skills so much, but because the female curator of this archery gym was very beautiful, and Hong Yang had been coveting it for a long time.

When Song Wenyuan walked into the venue, Hong Yang was not entangled with the female curator, but was pointing to another beautiful woman's bow posture. Song Wenyuan took a closer look and found that it was Jiang Biying, and was speechless immediately.

"Hey, you're here," Hong Yang said enthusiastically, but his gaze was full of no!joyous!welcome!

Jiang Biying was wearing a chest protector, her waterfall-like hair was tied into a ponytail, she looked very heroic, she smiled, "Hong Yang said that old classmates would come out to get together frequently, I think it is true, if you don't contact often, you will soon be born. "

Song Wenyuan instantly understood that Hong Yang really didn't want to date him at all, he just used his own name to date Jiang Biying, this treacherous villain!

Then he smiled gently, "That's not bad, but the two of us probably want to affect his performance here?"

"What?" Jiang Biying asked curiously.

Song Wenyuan looked around exaggeratedly in the venue, "It's strange, where did Young Master Hong's favorite curator Rose go?"

"Damn it!" Hong Yang scolded with a smile, punched him on the chest, grabbed Song Wenyuan's shoulder the moment he staggered back, pulled him to his side, and bit his ear, "You beast, can you not dismantle my platform?" ?"

Song Wenyuan laughed softly, "Why didn't I know that you like Jiang Biying?"

"Who would have thought that tomboy at the time would become a goddess now? As the saying goes, you get the moon first if you are close to the water. I decided to make good use of the innate condition of 'old classmate'. If it develops well, we will be called childhood sweethearts. If it doesn't develop well, we will at least be classmates. Why don't you take advantage of the bastard."

Song Wenyuan sized him up, "It sounds a bit scumbag."

"Nonsense, ugly men are called scum." Hong Yang wiped his hair with both hands, "A little freshman like me can at most be considered young and ignorant."

Song Wenyuan squinted, "Are you trying to hook up with Jiang Biying the way Director Rose hooked up with you?"

"What is hooking up?" Hong Yang lowered his voice and told him solemnly, "I'm teaching Biying archery in the same way that Rose taught me archery, understand?"

"Don't cum on the bed."

"...Damn it, I really misjudged you," Hong Yang was dumbfounded, "Speaking of nasty jokes in a serious manner, let me tell you, don't talk nonsense in front of Biying later, with a little girl like you who can't fly high Bees just bring me down as friends."

Song Wenyuan said blankly, "Hehe."

"Oh, don't worry," Hong Yang assured, patting his chest, "I'm just talking about running the train, but I'm still a pure little virgin in my heart."

"...don't let Rose hear that."

Hong Yang curled his lips into the corner, "Do you really think I have something to do with her? In her eyes, I'm just a poor guy, not even qualified to be a spare tire, what?"

Song Wenyuan followed his line of sight to look over there, stunned for a moment, "Wang Sanxiao?"

I saw that curator Rose was wearing a tight vest with a deep V, and low-waisted shorts showing her sexy Sichuan-shaped abs. He was sitting leisurely on the leather sofa, chatting with the man opposite him. Apparently it was Wang Sanxiao who was said to have invited Kang Tianzhen to the health care department.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Haven't you heard that men and women can't kiss each other? If you whisper, I'm going to call the police," Jiang Biying said with a smirk, "As the only girl, I'm actually alone. "

Hearing the words, Hong Yang went to Jiang Biying and picked up the bow and arrow, practiced aiming a few times, then looked back at Song Wenyuan, "Go one?"

Look, how despicable, how shameless, in order to show off in front of the goddess, he even stepped on his old classmate to take the position, Song Wenyuan threw him a contemptuous look.

Hong Yang smiled flatteringly and narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, don't cry if you lose." Song Wenyuan chose a No. 18 bow, put on the protective gear, and walked to the arrow path.

Seeing his serious look, Hong Yang suddenly had a bad feeling, and leaned over, "You don't want to go all out, do you?"

Song Wenyuan gave him a very friendly smile.

Hong Yang's eyes instantly died.

There are 12 arrows in one round, which are divided into four rounds. Hong Yang raised his head to study the light and the breeze in the arena, and raised his bow first, and the arrow galloped away, stably entering the blue ring of the target.

Jiang Biying jumped up, "Is it the ten rings?"

"Eight rings."

Song Wenyuan raised his bow and took aim. His psychological quality has always been excellent. The arm holding the bow is as stable as Mount Tai. He looked at the distant target coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shot the arrow quickly. His right hand was released like a tiger's tail. It is too far away, and the sound of the arrow hitting the target is almost inaudible, but judging from the exclamation sound from the side, it is known that it is full circle.

He lost face with the first arrow, Hong Yang cursed with a smile, and raised his bow to shoot arrows, which were six rings and nine rings.

At the end of the round, the staff counted the number of rings and reported them. Song Wenyuan was ten, seven, and eight, temporarily leading by two rings. Because the tension required by the recurve bow was too great, in order to avoid muscle strain, the two stepped back to rest for a while. .

Sitting at the table, Jiang Biying said with a smile, "Although Wen Yuan is ahead for now, Ah Yang is not bad either. Such a score is very good. It seems that he has practiced for a long time."

"I'm a slow-burning type, the more I fight, the better," Hong Yangchou shamelessly argued, "Just wait, and watch me beat him up in the next round."

As a result, in the second and third rounds, Hong Yang was fooled by Song Wenyuan's torture. The mother is already 77, and the third round has three full rings in a row.

"I want to break up with you!!!"

Song Wenyuan smiled smugly. He knew that he and Hong Yang were in the same boat. So far, he had won because he felt good. Hong Yang probably just shouted and didn't want him to let him go. After all, everyone is an adult. , If you win, you can afford to lose.

In the third round, Hong Yang's condition was very good. He was the type who was getting better and better. He came up with three consecutive rounds, nine, eight, and ten, but Song Wenyuan only had six or nine.

With the last one left, he calmly raised his bow and drew the string to the full, with a blank expression. The match between the two gradually attracted many people who came to watch and commented on his standing posture and figure behind him.

Jiang Biying reminded in a low voice, "This arrow needs at least nine rings, Wen Yuan, come on!"

"Hey, everyone is a classmate, you actually cheer him up!" Hong Yang pretended to be sad.

"You're all done."

"Then I can be happy too."

……

Ignoring the noise behind him, Song Wenyuan aimed at the target, narrowed his eyes slightly, and made the eyes, crosshairs and Huang Xin line up, and then decisively let go...

"Fuck! Song Wenyuan!!!" A familiar voice sounded behind him, "Xiaoxiao, come here quickly, stop picking up girls, come and see Song Wenyuan pretending..."

Song Wenyuan shook his hand, twisted the Yangko bow and arrow and went out.

Off target!

There was a burst of disappointed boos around, Hong Yang threw his bow on the ground, and rolled up his sleeves, "Come on, brother, have a fight with me, what did you shoot in the end? Are you disgusting me?" ?"

"Mistake," Song Wenyuan waved at him, took off the protective gear, and followed the voice just now to find the past. Sure enough, he saw Kang Tianzhen and Wang Sanxiao hooking shoulders and backs, and the two were drinking the same drink with couple straws.

Isn't it big health care?Key to the archery gym?

He walked over and said to Kang Tianzhen, "It's all your fault for making me miss the target, how can I make up for it?"

Kang Tianzhen sucked on the smoothie in a foolish way, and hummed, "What's the compensation? I didn't cause your anus to prolapse."

"Pfft..." Wang San smiled and sprayed a mouthful of ice water on Kang Tianzhen's face.

"Fuck you, uncle!!!" Kang Tianzhen went crazy, took a mouthful of smoothie and was about to spray it on his face, Wang San smiled and ran away.

Song Wenyuan stopped Kang Tianzhen who was about to chase after him, took out a tissue to help him wipe off the water on his face, "Don't chase, clean your face first."

Kang Tianzhen slightly raised her face to let him rub it, and yelled, "That idiot dares to spray my handsome face, I will kill him!!!"

Song Wenyuan focused on the tender and white face under his hands. He felt so good that he didn't want to let go. He felt the love in his chest rising like a tide. He smiled and said, "Go back and kill him. Anyway, he can run like a monk." No temple."

"Yes," Kang Tianzhen thought for a while, and felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he concentrated on enjoying the face-wiping service, "Wipe on the left side."

"The left side is clean."

"It's not clean, there seems to be something sticky."

"There may be saccharin in the drink."

"I'm going to wash my face," Kang Tianzhen walked to the bathroom.

Song Wenyuan followed, stood behind, and inspected his buttocks that were raised up when he bent over to wash his face, and found that the buttocks of this guy were quite perfect, round and upright, it was the best.

After a long time in the dark, he suddenly realized that his behavior was very obscene, and wanted to look away, but found...he couldn't control himself at all.

Kang Tianzhen came out shaking the water on his face, and asked belatedly, "I just caused you to prolapse...cough, you missed the target, isn't the consequence very serious?"

"I lost Jiang Biying, do you think it's serious?"

"Fuck you," Kang Tianzhen scolded with a smile, "You faggot, get the hell out of here, and it's right to give Biying Goddess to me."

When Song Wenyuan faced him, he was always full of bad intentions, teasing, "I want to, but does he like you?"

In an instant, Kang Tianzhen turned into an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

Seeing his listless appearance, Song Wenyuan rubbed his hair, "Didn't you go to the big health care?"

"I'm done with insurance." Kang Tianzhen pulled his collar, revealing his white and tender breasts, "Look, it's very clean."

"..." Song Wenyuan silently looked away, wondering if this guy was trying to seduce him on purpose?Is it on purpose?Yeah?

No, this guy is just fucking brainless!

Kang Tianzhen came to play with bow and arrow for the first time, picked up the bow that Song Wenyuan used just now, "It's still a bit heavy," aimed at the target for a few seconds, and managed to release an arrow. Hey, it went to grandma's house .

"Your shoulders are too tense. Come on, raise your bow at eye level." Song Wenyuan hugged him from behind, supported his arms, and helped him fully draw the bowstring. "Keep your left arm straight when you draw the bow." Stretch, don't shake, use the strength of the scapula on this side of the right arm to draw the bow away, very good, shoot!"

The arrow flew out, drew a graceful curve, and fell in front of the target.

Kang Tianzhen: "..."

"It's much better than before," Song Wenyuan said with a smile, "You just started practicing, and recurve bows are not suitable for you." He went to get a compound bow, "Try this, this kind of bow is less labor-intensive and more accurate .”

"This handsome!"

"Composite bows have a strong sense of modernity," Song Wenyuan handed the bow into his hands, "Use the method I just taught you, calm down, and the action of opening the bow must be bold and decisive, and it should be done in one go."

Kang Tianzhen raised his bow, and Song Wenyuan supported his arms from behind, "Don't move your body anymore, don't shrink your neck, come on, keep your body upright, breathe calmly, relax your shoulders naturally, it's good, the sight is aimed at the yellow heart... ..."

The arrow flew out with the sound of breaking wind, and the staff reported the result: five rings.

"I hit the target!!!" Kang Tianzhen shouted excitedly, and raised the bow and arrow again, "Come on, Song Wenyuan, please help me again, I seem to have found the feeling."

Song Wenyuan smiled lightly, and patiently helped him correct his posture. Kang Tianzhen had the scent of milk shower gel on his body, and the sweet smell stimulated Song Wenyuan's rationality. Humanity will be wiped out.

"Am I very good?" Kang Tianzhen asked happily while aiming, "How long have you practiced before you can hit the full circle?"

"I haven't practiced systematically, I just played with Hong Yang a few times." Song Wenyuan paused and said, "I'm more talented."

"Go away, you dare to talk about talent in front of me?" Kang Tianzhen turned around and sneered, "Master is a man born with a skill tree..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Song Wenyuan looked at him tenderly. There seemed to be some kind of evil magic power in his deep pool-like eyes, which was shamelessly tempting him to fall.

Kang Tianzhen looked at him blankly, and couldn't help falling into his drowning tender eyes. Subconsciously, he felt that this was wrong, but he couldn't control it.

Song Wenyuan chuckled and kissed him on the cheek.

The warm touch on his face disappeared instantly, and Kang Tianzhen woke up instantly, and felt the blood rushing to his cheeks with a bang, from his face to the roots of his ears were dripping red.

Song Wenyuan was calm, and patted him on the shoulder, "Concentrate, don't move your body after you draw the bow."

"...Oh," Kang Tianzhen breathed heavily, he tried to aim at Huang Xin, but his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the bow, he managed to release an arrow, and fell before reaching the target.

"After playing for so long, are you tired?" Song Wenyuan helped him rub the muscles on his shoulders with both hands, "Sit on the sofa and rest for a while, I'll go to the bathroom."

With a blushing face, Kang Tianzhen nodded sternly and coldly, watched Song Wenyuan go to the bathroom, his eyes moved down quietly, and fell between his legs, thinking wretchedly: Did he also harden at that moment just now?

My God, I can't think in that direction, the long-lonely little naive is ready to move, he glanced left and right out of the corner of his eye, making sure that no one noticed, quickly changed his sitting position, took a sip of ice water, and then Looking ahead, he looks upright on the surface, but he is about to cry in his heart: I beg you to soften up quickly!You are just an organ that cannot be described, please don't just sit back and stand at attention to cause trouble for me! ! !