There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

With the lessons learned from the previous math simulation competition, the final exam of Yangping No. [-] Middle School no longer adopts the form of random assignment of the whole grade, but changes back to the previous exam room arranged according to the results.

The results refer to the results of the latest monthly exam. Because of Qi Yu's tutoring, Feng Jiayang's grades improved a lot last time, and he was directly squeezed from the last exam room to the mid-level exam room.

He didn't know anyone in the examination room, but fortunately most of them were quiet, and Feng Jiayang could calm down to do the questions during the examination.

The exam lasted for two days, and the last English subject was next. He and Qi Yu hadn't contacted for a whole day. He sent a message to Qi Yu at noon but the other party didn't reply. It is estimated that Sun Wei called to help when the phone was turned off.

Feng Jiayang's English is not very good. In order not to hand in the test in advance, he forcibly took each multiple-choice question as reading comprehension, pondering over and over again the four options given in the question stem.

Finally, when the exam was over, a storm suddenly blew outside and the temperature dropped sharply.He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thankful that he had put on an extra sweater after listening to Qi Yu's words before going out today.

The invigilator packed up the papers and left anxiously. The students who were sour-faced in the morning were like monkeys coming out of the mountain at this time, eager to jump up and go out.

The end of the exam means officially entering the winter vacation. In the exam room, everyone who knows each other is discussing where to go and how to play next.

Feng Jiayang went to the storage place to pick up his schoolbag and turned to leave. As soon as he left the classroom, he saw Qi Yu walking towards him.

"The good student came very quickly, how did you do in the exam?" Feng Jiayang strode over.

Qi Yu paused, waiting for him to come over, "No hurry, I've been waiting for you for 10 minutes."

Feng Jiayang looked at him suspiciously, then reacted instantly, and asked in surprise, "Did you hand in the paper in advance?"

Qi Yu let out a "huh" and looked at him with a smile, "I'm afraid you will hand in the paper after finishing it in a hurry, but I really didn't expect you to answer English so seriously, brother Jia, if you didn't secretly see the students in the examination room from the back door. You, I thought you missed the exam."

"Fuck," Feng Jiayang pushed him lightly, annoyed, "I thought you couldn't hand in the paper in advance, and just sat there, and now those 24 letters are still running around in my mind."

Qi Yu pursed his lips and smiled, kindly reminding him: "It's 26."

With a dark face, Feng Jiayang said angrily: "S and B let me eat the one who answered the question seriously before?"

"Okay." The eldest brother was so impatient that he even scolded himself.

Feng Jiayang looked at him, his voice changed, and his tone was distressed, "Is it cold after waiting so long?"

"Not cold." Qi Yu replied.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and went downstairs to go home.

Early on the morning of the third day, the class teachers of each class announced the results of the final exam in the groups of each class. Qi Yu was undoubtedly No. 1 in the grade, ahead of No. 2 Zhao Dongxin by 21 points.

Feng Jiayang leaned on Qi Yu's lap, scrolled down the rankings, and finally saw his name on the fifth page, "Fuck, 387 points!!"

Qi Yu was also happy: "I can't believe it?"

"I can't believe it. I'm working hard and I can get to the beginning of 4 next time." Feng Jiayang is very satisfied with his results this time. He has made more or less progress in every subject, but his English score is a bit poor. Satisfactory, only 32 points, "Fortunately, I still have to read letter by letter. If I knew it earlier, I might as well just sleep."

Qi Yu looked at him and said honestly, "Your foundation is too weak, and you can't catch up on English very well. If you really want to learn it well, you have to work hard. Take time every day to practice listening and memorizing words."

Feng Jiayang sat up "swish", with a look of forgiveness, "You don't know that every time I listen to English, I feel sleepy, faster than a lullaby."

"Just stick to it the first few times," Qi Yu said, "If you want to improve your grades but don't want to work hard, you will take advantage of all the good things."

"Hey," Feng Jiayang said that he was going to do it anyway, he stretched out his hand and gave Qi Yu a nudge, and smiled meanly at him, "Actually, there is a way I can force myself not to sleep."

Qi Yu lifted his chin slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Feng Jiayang glanced at him: "Mr. Qi, please record it for me."

Qi Yu let out an "Oh" with a drawn-out tone, and first squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Barely."

Then he said: "My voice can only be heard by the bully."

Feng Jiayang stretched out his hand to pinch Qi Yu's face, and the strength in his hand increased slightly, "Little bastard."

Qi Yu slapped his hand off, rubbed his red face, and then took advantage of Feng Jiayang's slack to fight back quickly, complaining: "If you can't say it, I will do it, you are domestic violence."

Feng Jiayang said "Ah—" and subconsciously hid back. He shouted at the top of his voice, "You're still murdering your own husband."

Qi Yu stood up, with one leg propped on the ground, the other half kneeling on the sofa, straddling Feng Jiayang's body, crushing the people under him, and then stretched out his hand to scratch the itchy flesh on Feng Jiayang's waist, "I am here today!" And murdered."

Feng Jiayang couldn't take it anymore, grabbed Qi Yu's arm and pulled him down hard, Qi Yu fell on his chest unexpectedly.

In fact, the collision hurt a little, but neither of them said anything, they just looked at each other inexplicably, you looked at me, and I looked at you.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a kind of ambiguous drug had been sprayed around them, and both of them were hit by the trick unprepared.

In addition to feeling his own body, Feng Jiayang could also feel the obvious changes in Qi Yu's body. This posture made the two of them touch each other in an awkward position, colliding and squeezing each other, and no one gave way to the other.

Feng Jiayang gasped, only six words remained in his mind: He wants it, right now.

Qi Yu's ears turned red abnormally, and he unconsciously bit his lip, completely destroying Feng Jiayang's last remaining sanity.Feng Jiayang firmly grasped Qi Yu's hand, he swallowed, his throat seemed wet, "Qi Yu, I don't want to wait for you to become an adult."

Qi Yu's desire was also seduced, he took a big breath, and the words he uttered were delicate and soft: "Then don't wait."

This sentence gave Feng Jiayang enough courage, he pressed the back of Qi Yu's head, kissed his lips roughly, bit and licked, licked and bit, then pried open his teeth and sent his tongue in, occupying the mouth every where.

After he had licked enough, he still didn't forget to tease Qi Yu: "You swallowed my saliva."

Qi Yu bit his lip hard as punishment, and suggested sincerely: "Brother Jia, if you can't speak, try to keep your mouth shut."

Feng Jiayang smiled, and put his other hand dishonestly into Qi Yu's sweater. Qi Yu's skin was soft and hot, as if he had a fever. The fever made his palms hot, and even made him dizzy. Not energetic anymore.

The knock on the door sounded at this moment, and both of them were shocked. After Feng Jiayang gradually regained his consciousness, the sound of the key unlocking followed.

There was only one person with the key to his house, Feng Jiayang cursed "fuck" in a low voice, quickly got up, looked at Qi Yu, "It's my aunt."

Qi Yu reacted quickly, and got into the bathroom the moment Feng Yan pushed the door in.Feng Yan only saw a back in a hurry. She closed the door and looked at Feng Jiayang who was stunned beside the sofa in surprise, "Are you at home? Then you won't open the door if I knock?"

After speaking, he pointed to the closed bathroom with his chin, "Who is it?"

Feng Jiayang's head was still a little empty, he subconsciously tugged on his shirt to cover the awkward position of his lower body, and then looked towards the bathroom in embarrassment.

Feng Yan has been the teaching director for many years, and has arrested countless students who violated discipline. She knew at a glance that her eldest nephew must have done nothing good.

She frowned and thought for a long time, when she suddenly thought of something, she widened her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Did you fall in love early? Bring the little girl back?"

Feng Jiayang shook his head resolutely, and replied half-truthfully, "It's Qi Yu, he came to help me with my homework."

Feng Yan had an expression of believing you would be strange, she said coldly: "Continue to make up."

Feng Jiayang stepped forward, took the food in Feng Yan's hand with a guilty conscience, and explained to her: "Really, he suddenly had a stomachache just now, probably...he ate something."