Don't leave after school!

Song Ziming only felt a lack of oxygen for a while.

He was already a little dizzy, but now he was so dizzy that he couldn't find the north and south, and soon the struggling movements gradually stopped.

"Gu Yang..."

Song Ziming's hoarse voice escaped from between their lips.

Gu Yang moved away from his lips a little, and saw his blushing face at the moment.

Song Ziming's facial features are beautiful, every part is the most perfect masterpiece of God, but she doesn't look like a mother.Because of the fever, those eyes shone with mist, and under the straight bridge of the nose, the lips that had been burned dry were slightly red and swollen by his sucking.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Song Ziming's lips were gradually numb, and the rationality in his mind was also getting away bit by bit.

in case……

Only if... he no longer resists, and tries to accept the young man's approach...

"Teacher, is this hooking me?"

Between the lips and teeth, a young man's voice suddenly overflowed, even hoarse than Song Ziming's.

After regaining his senses, Song Ziming raised his head slightly, only to realize that his hands had been let go at some point.But just now, he took the initiative to put his hands around Gu Yang's neck.

The handsome face of the young man in front of him was so close that Song Ziming could clearly see his long and curly eyelashes, which were more beautiful than a woman's.

The blood rushed to the top of his head, and Song Ziming's cheeks were flushed red. He quickly wanted to let go of his hands, but the young man in front of him pinched his wrists, "I like it when the teacher wraps his arms around my neck like this."

He stared straight at Song Ziming's eyes, which were obviously scarlet, but at this moment, his eyes were incredibly gentle!

Song Ziming felt that he was wrong, he took a tight breath, and the next moment, the young man buried his face in his neck.

As soon as he wanted to move, he was scolded, "If you don't want something to happen at this time, teacher, don't move."

"..." The warm atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

Song Ziming was angry and annoyed, and just wanted the young man to let him go, when a "grunt" sound broke the silence between the two.

He rubbed his stomach, met Gu Yang's playful smile, and opened his mouth in embarrassment, "I... I'm hungry."

His voice was still very hoarse, treated like that by Gu Yang, his whole body seemed to be stained with rouge.

Gu Yang looked at his trembling eyelashes, and there was a sudden movement in his heart.

Without even thinking about it, he kissed the corner of Song Ziming's lips, and in his voice, there was a pampering that he didn't even notice, "You go take a bath first, and I'll cook some porridge for you."

"You won't ruin my kitchen, will you?" Song Ziming's eyes widened.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Gu Yang, this young master looks like he has never cooked before.

"Don't believe me?" Gu Yang raised his eyebrows.

There was no expression of joy or anger on his face, but one hand was running down Song Ziming's belly...

When the young man was about to reach his destination, Song Ziming's desire to survive overcame his reason, and he shook his head, "Of course I believe you."

"good."