Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

After finally getting out of class, He Zhiyang looked at today's schedule and couldn't help frowning.

The next class turned out to be riding and archery.

Usually, the Imperial College has school rules. For the sake of etiquette, everyone will wear a small cap when they leave the classroom.

There is no particularity about crowns and hats. Most people like to wear square scarves of jade-colored cloth and silk. There are also those who are as flamboyant as he likes small hats decorated with wreaths, jade rings and other unique objects.

But no matter what kind of hat, everyone must wear one when going out, otherwise it will be considered rude.

Although He Zhiyang was used to wantonness and didn't pay attention to this, but when he thought that he would be the only one going out with his head bald, he felt a little awkward.

Holding the hat lying in the drawer of the table, I couldn't help but think of the reason why the hat was dirty. The ear tips that had just faded from the flush were stained crimson again.

It's all because of Qiao Yue, a vicious cannibal!

He Zhiyang lowered his eyes, and sighed resignedly, he will take riding and archery class in a while, and he will still take it with the people from Jinyi Official Academy. It must be weird for him to stand out from the crowd without a hat.

I don't know if Qiao Yue will come to class?

It would be better if he came, He Zhiyang fondled his handsome bun, so that he could see his evil deeds!

It was a sunny spring day, and the shooting garden shared by the two schools was extremely spacious, and the thirty or forty horses used in the class were also hard-earned horses from Zhangye.

The grass undulates with the wind like a blue veil, and the spring is full of breath.

A group of Jinyi guards came forward in a mighty manner. They were all dressed in the same color, and the hem of their robes fluttered. Under the sunshine, they looked like poplars in spring.

Qiao Yue stood at the front, walking towards them with a smile on his face.

As the spring breeze blew, He Zhiyang's heart suddenly flew to Qiao Yue's body, and he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to run wildly.

He Zhiyang raised his hand unnaturally to touch the back of his head, secretly cursing himself for being so unpromising because of Qiao Yue's closeness, and then stood there pretending to be reserved.

Naturally, Yu Chacha couldn't notice these small thoughts, so he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, brother Yang, let's go and discuss immediately?"

These Jinyi Weiyi struck up a conversation with He Zhiyang and the others, and the people around the Guozijian were already talking about it.

These people all knew that He Zhiyang had a good relationship with Jin Yiwei next door, but they heard more than they saw with their own eyes.

Now seeing Yu Chacha's familiar face, I just realized how close these people are to their neighbors.

The teenagers of the Imperial College kept their expressions on their faces, and they couldn't help looking at these people.

The voice was so low that only a few of them could hear it.

"Look, they are really familiar with Jin Yiwei, they don't look like superficial friendship at all...Hey, hey, don't look back at them, it will make Jin Yiwei suspicious!"

"Their relationship must be unusual. These people have all gone to testify to Jin Yiwei. Isn't this obvious?"

"It's true... At the beginning, we led us aggressively against Jin Yiwei, but now I'm going to join Jin Yiwei's camp..."

"Stay away from them. If you collude with the factory guards, you will have a different heart."

Their voices were kept very low, so He Zhiyang, Qiao Yue and others naturally wouldn't hear them.

But what they said, He Zhiyang could think of it with his knees.

Since the few of them testified with Qiao Yue that day, the attitude of everyone in the Guozijian towards them has undergone subtle changes.

It's not alienation, it's just that they are not so close. The teenagers are not very good at hiding their emotions. When talking to a few of them, their eyes are full of respect and defense.

He Zhiyang was sad for a while at first, but now he understands the strangeness and let them go.

Qiao Yue is already an official in the township. Although he is about the same age as everyone in the Imperial College, there is a big difference.

Most of the fathers and brothers of these youths in the Imperial College are middle and senior officials of the third and fourth grades. Speaking of their family background, they are not as good as Qiao Yue, a young man. Coupled with the name of Jin Yiwei, they are a little reluctant to provoke them even when they pass by. Be careful.

Only Li Ji looked Qiao Yue up and down, and immediately made a fuss: "Qiao Zhenfu, you are so busy and still come to class? Hey! Why didn't you wear a hat?"

Most of the people in the riding and archery class wore hats, and most of the Jinyiwei also wore small caps that were light and did not affect their movements.

Only Qiao Yue wore a clean and neat bun.

Qiao Yue glanced at him expressionlessly, with a cold look in his eyes: "What? Are you very concerned about my affairs?"

Li Ji waved his hands again and again: "If you don't care, don't care..."

He didn't want to pry into any of Qiao Yue's reasons at all, Jin Yiwei, his whole body was full of secrets, if he punctured one, he wouldn't be able to see the sun of tomorrow.

Li Jizheng was regretting, and suddenly Qiao Yue said coldly: "I was wearing a cap when I went out, but it was accidentally blown off by the wind."

Li Ji: "?"

This thing is too coincidental.

Didn't Brother Yang's hat get blown into the mud by the wind?Why is Qiao Zhen caressing too?

Before he could think about it, the master of riding and shooting had already blew his whistle, and everyone walked towards the center of the shooting garden.

Among the figures of the two schools, only Qiao Yue and He Zhiyang did not wear any hats, scarves and handkerchiefs.

Li Ji looked at the backs of the two suspiciously, always feeling that some secrets were about to be revealed.

In the middle of the class, Qiao Yue took advantage of people's unpreparedness, pressed He Zhiyang's wrist calmly, and led them to the secluded courtyard wall between the two schools.

"How? Isn't Mr. Xianggong enough?" Qiao Yue deliberately teased him: "I know you can't wear a hat, so I deliberately accompany you to be unique."

In all fairness, He Zhiyang was slightly touched when he first saw Qiao Yue's appearance, but due to Qiao Yue's current arrogant attitude and unclear positioning of himself, this slight touch dissipated in an instant.

"My daughter-in-law is so good." He Zhiyang didn't want the dwarf to look down on him, and stretched out his hand to pinch Qiao Yue's chin as if teasing, and said frivolously: "I know that my husband loves you, my husband didn't love you for nothing."

He Zhiyang originally thought that Qiao Yue would not like being controlled, but Qiao Yue looked at him motionlessly, and obediently rubbed his chin against his fingertips.

He Zhiyang's hand holding the man's chin suddenly trembled.

"Also, you can have a smarter approach to this matter." He Zhiyang snorted as if teaching his daughter-in-law: "For example, you can bring me your own hat."

He remembered that Qiao Yue's hat was almost the same as his own.

Qiao Yue let out a low laugh, grabbed He Zhiyang's wrist pinched on his chin with his backhand, turned his defense into an attack, and forced him to the wall: "Didn't you notice? We are the only ones who are different in riding and archery class today. "

He didn't want to be separated from everyone, but he wanted to maintain a tacit understanding and similarity with He Zhiyang.

Not wearing a hat together is like an unknown code, only the two of them know the reason and origin behind it.

Such subtle and useless little things can always touch Qiao Yue's softest heartstrings.

Looking at the incompatible but similar head across the crowd, the corners of Qiao Yue's mouth twitched for half the class.

"And it's so troublesome for you to wear a hat." Qiao Yue approached He Zhiyang and whispered with a smile: "If you see me, won't you lose it again?"

He Zhiyang raised his leg ferociously to kick someone.

Qiao Yue has learned to be good, and doesn't call him daughter-in-law directly, but if you look at this sentence carefully, you can see whether Gou Yue thinks he is superior in height, or is trying to subdue him He Zhiyang in vain!

On the surface, he was talking about taking off his hat, but the implication was that Qiao Yue was half a head taller than him, and when kissing, he always had to obediently raise his head like a girl.

Under the emotion, naturally he couldn't protect the hat.

But if you think about it carefully, there is no way. Who made Qiao Yue tall and have long legs, so close to 1.9 meters?

He Zhiyang put aside his reputation as a school bully, and hummed cheekily: "Cough...won't you fucking reach out and hold me down for me?"

Qiao Yue is supposed to be her boyfriend, so she must be aware of this, right?

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yue held his waist tightly with both hands, and said innocently, "Me? I have other things to do with my hands."

He Zhiyang suddenly thought of someone's claws that didn't do anything serious, and a mouthful of old blood was in his throat, cursing: "Can you...can you show some face?"

Every day I don't do human affairs, I always wish I could grow eight claws to take advantage of him.

Qiao Yue glanced at no one around, and came over regardless, with a look on his face that he wanted to take advantage of the recess to make out for a while.

He Zhiyang tapped on the stone scratches on the wall behind him: "Remember, the count is almost here."

Qiao Yue's eyes fell on a corner of the wall. They always made out near this wall. Every time they kissed, He Zhiyang would meticulously pick up a small stone and draw a mark on the wall.

It has only been more than half a month now, and there are already five "positive" characters on the wall.

It is reasonable to only kiss once a day, and these are all paid in advance by him...

The little fox had an unaccommodating expression on his face, it seemed that there was still more than half a month... Qiao Yue's throat rolled, he squeezed He Zhiyang's waist, and reluctantly let him go.

There will be the first and second half of the riding and archery class in a while, so if you don't enjoy yourself at this time, it will be a waste of an opportunity.

Naturally, Qiao Yue would not do anything to lose money.

"Then let's forget it for today." Qiao Yue was still thinking, and glanced at the marks on the wall: "This month's quota is almost exhausted."

Forget it first? !never mind! !

The two rubbed each other's ears and temples together, and then stopped abruptly, He Zhiyang's heart immediately felt as if he was stepping on the void...

No more kisses... Qiao Yue won't kiss him today...

Even if he didn't want to admit it, He Zhiyang knew how lost he was.

I want to touch the temperature on his lips, I want to explore more...

He Zhiyang's throat rolled, but he didn't say anything.

He is a majestic school bully, does he still want to ask Qiao Yue for a kiss?

snort!No way!

He Zhiyang glanced sadly at the "orthographic" counting table on the wall.

What's going on?Obviously they haven't kissed a few times!How come there are five of the word "positive" in the blink of an eye! ?

There were two times when I was in a hurry to go to the classroom, and the two of them just touched each other like a superficial touch. Qiao Yue clearly said that he didn't need to memorize it, so he memorized it anyway! ?

If I had known earlier, I would have put some water in the counting...

He Zhiyang gritted his teeth regretfully, and was more or less absent-minded during class.

Can't stop thinking about his thoughts, He Zhiyang sneaked out of the shooting garden while everyone was unprepared.

"Where are you going, Brother Yang?" Feng Jing saw him and said, "I'll accompany you."

He Zhiyang didn't change his face: "You can go to class at ease, I still have a little thing."

Yes, wiping the marks on the two walls is of course a trivial matter for the dignified school bully!

Panting, He Zhiyang rushed to the wall, seeing no one around, hurriedly picked up the stone, trying to erase the two strokes of the last orthographic character.

Just two strokes are enough, those two times shouldn't be counted!

He said so to comfort himself, but his chest was beating fast like a guilty conscience.

"Whose little fox is playing tricks again?" Qiao Yue had followed behind He Zhiyang a long time ago, seeing someone furtively wiping and chiseling at the wall, he finally couldn't help appearing, and stepped forward to hug He Zhiyang tightly. : "We don't count."

He Zhiyang looked at Qiao Yue who suddenly appeared: "Ha..."

When did Qiao Yue appear?Did he see what he did?

The corner of He Zhiyang's mouth twitched, he just wanted to hit himself unconscious with the stone in his hand...

Little Fox?What little fox, is that the little fox who clearly wants to eat grapes, but insists that the grapes are sour?

Qiao Yue must be laughing at himself for contradicting himself!

"I'm not a little fox." He Zhiyang hid the pebbles that rubbed against the wall behind his back: "I really don't want it!"

Qiao Yue smiled: "What don't you want?"

He Zhiyang immediately shut up: "..."

Even if you beat him to death, you won’t be able to speak out!

Qiao Yue looked down at the young man in front of him, the anger in his dark eyes faded, but it still made people feel timid: "Still lying!"

He Zhiyang shrank his neck.

"Don't count in the future, what preselection is not preselected, useless trick!" Qiao Yue grabbed the pebble from He Zhiyang's palm and threw it away, and kissed him unquestionably: "I am right!"

After thinking about it and afraid of ambiguity, he added, "It's Mr. Right!"