Long Island High School

Song Jing is very strong and good in his bones, and he can't do it if he wants to play with He Wenzhou crazy and foolishly every day.Going crazy for a week is already the limit of his life.

Gradually his dazed mind cooled and became cruel and wise.The rules set up for He Wenzhou are that during the day at school, except for business and necessary contacts, you are not allowed to look for him; their affairs cannot be disclosed to third parties, nor can they be discovered; accompany him to and from school for 5 minutes every day, and you are not allowed to wait at night, for a week Make an appointment, that is, go home together after Friday activity class.He has to review his homework on weekends, so he is not free.

He Wenzhou's eyes widened. They had just been in love for a week, and he was still on fire, and it was fine if he didn't hang on to him in fits and starts. Song Jing actually pre-empted him and caused him a withdrawal reaction.

"No, no, we must meet each other this weekend, or I will miss you to death!"

Song Jing thought for a while: "Then let's meet when we go downstairs to throw out the trash."

"No! We have to go out for dinner and have fun together."

"Play? I never play."

Song Jing was wearing a pair of glasses and carrying a stack of books, asking him to get out of the way.

He Wenzhou blocked him in the storage room, scratching his head and scratching his head, unable to think of a way out.

"No, no, I don't agree. I will miss you to death!"

He kept repeating and wanted to act like a baby.

However, Song Jing doesn't like this, he is the most concerned about face, and his relationship with He Wenzhou is shady.In a classroom, as a classmate, it is even more necessary to avoid suspicion.

He has always said one thing and cannot be refuted.

He Wenzhou should know, if he knew and forced him, it would be useless to know.Bai knew what was going to happen, he should know.

He Wenzhou had no choice but to ask for one kiss every day, no, a thousand kisses!

A thousand kisses are not enough, Song Jing is cruel and cold-blooded, saying that he loves him, even spending more time with him, not being willing to spend more time with him, what kind of love is it?

He couldn't figure out how to avoid suspicion, even if they got along well, others would at most think that they got along well and were friends.

He couldn't figure out what was going on in Xueba's mind, and he couldn't resist for a while, so he managed to catch up with him, and before enjoying it for two days, he was snatched from his mouth.He can't wait to bite!

Since you are going to bite, bite the culprit.

They pretended to be classmates for a day, during which He Wenzhou was really obedient and did not come to him.Song Jing was also happy and quiet, and did a few papers on it.

When he is studying, he studies, with no distractions, and is as calm as a machine; when he is having fun, he plays, such as falling in love, and when he sees He Wenzhou, he can get dizzy and lose control.

He was calm and dazed without delay, and he was well cut, as regular as a timetable.Calm down when it's time to calm down, and faint when it's time to get dizzy, and he took care of it properly.

Not only was he able to clean up himself, he also cleaned up He Wenzhou.From then on, his world is regular and smooth, and there is nothing to mess with.

After school, he came out in such a calm mood.Because he was about to meet He Wenzhou, he was still a little excited.Today I was busy with my own business, I didn't say anything, and I missed him a little bit.But if you want to, you can bear it.He is used to patience.

He asked He Wenzhou to wait under the teaching building instead of outside the classroom.There are acquaintances outside the classroom. It is unavoidable to see them going to school together and leaving school together.

It is much more convenient to wait downstairs. People from all grades and classes pour out at this time. It will be dark and no one will know anyone. They walk together, the most relaxed.

As expected, He Wenzhou was waiting under the eaves, and Song Jing walked up to him without a trace.

After walking a few steps, Song Jing found that He Wenzhou hadn't moved yet, and Song Jing looked back at him.

He Wenzhou looked cold, with a bad complexion, and stood there motionless.

Song Jing said softly, "Let's go."

With a cold face, He Wenzhou followed slowly.

The two walked in the crowd like this, separated by an arm's length.In the past, He Wenzhou talked to himself, talking endlessly, and the atmosphere was not awkward at all.At this moment, he stopped talking, and Song Jing had nothing to say, so the two of them froze.

Song Jing was very happy at first, and thought he finally met and talked to him.However, He Wenzhou put on a stinky face, and without saying a word, he got a little angry.

If He Wenzhou didn't say anything, what did he say?

After walking so stiffly, he came to the school gate in a blink of an eye.He was not in a hurry, and neither was Song Jing. In the 5 minutes, 1 minute is used for breathing, 3 minutes is used for walking, and the remaining 1 minute is not doing much, Song Jing is about to get in the car and leave him.He Wenzhou woke up suddenly, grabbed his arm and pulled him down.

There is only one bus after the evening self-study, and it is still crowded with people.

Song Jing flicked his hands blankly: "What are you doing?"

He Wenzhou took his arm and pulled him all the way to the street behind the school.It was dimly lit, next to the playground and the grove, and it was dark.He Wenzhou didn't care about his bicycle and threw it on the street.

While pulling him away, he was angry.

"I haven't let you go, why are you going?"

Song Jing's hands hurt from being pulled by him, and he didn't want to fight: "You let me go."

"I won't let it go."

He Wenzhou dragged him to the school's courtyard wall. It was dark in all directions, and he was already far away from the school gate, with soft fallen leaves under his feet.

"If you don't let me go, can I not go?"

"Correct."

"you try."

Song Jing shook off his hand and was about to leave.

He Wenzhou blocked his chest and pushed him back to the courtyard wall.

Song Jing was obviously angry and had to leave.

He Wenzhou hugged him, pressed against the courtyard wall, bit him hard with sharp teeth.

Song Jing didn't expect him to be so reckless, and wanted to curse, but He Wenzhou broke his chin, pounced on him and continued to bite.

This annoying little goblin is really hateful!

The boy trapped him between himself and the courtyard wall, pulled the rusted railing, pressed against his warm and moving body, and kissed him deeply and fiercely.

He Wenzhou bit his tongue, kissed and sucked vigorously, but the sucking was not enough, he pinched his jaw, let him open his mouth, let him go in, entangle and stir, teased his tongue over and over again, kissed and kissed, sucked and sucked suck.The direct kiss made Song Jing's face flushed and his head dizzy until he limp in his arms.

So the one-sided forced kiss turned into fornication. The two hugged and hid by the courtyard wall and kissed lingeringly. No amount of kissing was enough. The passionate panting and wet sound made their hearts beat wildly.Song Jing was still worried that someone would see that He Wenzhou had many tricks and learned a lot of lewd things with him. A sense of self-sacrificing shame made his face blush like drunkenness.

When his lips were parted, Song Jing hugged his neck, but he had no strength left.

"One thousand, and nine hundred and ninety-nine more."

Only then did Song Jing remember his agreement, but the kiss just now seemed like a thousand.

He Wenzhou stroked his body and embraced him.

"Don't you see it all the time today?"

"That counts?"

Being unable to speak or touch, seeing but not eating, is more tormenting than not being able to see.

"We took a good walk and talked, and you lost your temper again."

He Wenzhou gritted his teeth: "I hate you."

Song Jing touched his face and rubbed his neck.

"Don't hate it, okay?"

He Wenzhou put his big head against his neck, wrapping around him coquettishly: "Then stay with me for a while longer."

"How to accompany?"

"Evening self-study let me sit with you."

"Then I don't have to study all night."

"Then you come with me this weekend."

"Let's see later."

"I'll wait for you outside the classroom, watch you from the window for a few minutes, wait on the back stairs, no one sees."

Song Jing felt sorry for his heart: "Okay."

The two hugged like this, Song Jing suddenly looked annoyed: "Don't touch!"

This muddled boy not only touched his waist and his back, but recently became bold and confused, and even touched his buttocks while kissing.

Just now he was a ghost again, he touched it down his waist, and rubbed his butt through the school uniform pants.

He was ashamed and annoyed, and he stopped sternly. He Wenzhou smiled, "Okay, if you don't touch the bottom, he will touch the top, and he will touch it all in one go."

Song Jing was disturbed by his rubbing, and the two reconciled temporarily. There was no bus outside, so He Wenzhou had to take him back.He suddenly felt that he was doing it on purpose, deliberately dragging him for a few minutes, so that he could only take his car away.

This can steal a few more minutes of getting along with each other.

It's quite pitiful for them to care about it for a few minutes.

Song Jing sat in the back seat of He Wenzhou, and He Wenzhou rode hard in front, asking him to put his arms around his waist while riding, but Wen Cun didn't wait, and when he came, he gave him a slap, which almost knocked him out of breath.

At the entrance of the alley, He Wenzhou seriously asked him to get a new mobile phone. He didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't touch it during the day, so it would be better to let him die.

It was the Motorola I bought that day, and I kept it for him.

Song Jing looked at it, no.

He doesn't need a mobile phone, let alone send it.

He Wenzhou definitely wanted him.

Song Jing said in embarrassment, "No."

He Wenzhou said: "You don't like this brand? I wanted to give away an iPhone, but a new one seems to have come out."

Song Jing said: "I really don't need it."

He Wenzhou said: "Call me, even send text messages. And I want to send you a lot of text messages!"

Song Jing thought for a while: "Then give me your old one, and I'll return it to you later."

He Wenzhou had no choice but to give him the old one and use a new one for himself.

Song Jing took his mobile phone home, and before he put down his schoolbag to wash his hands, his text message came.

[I miss you so much, I'm going back. ]

Song Jing replied to him: [Tell me when you get home. ]

The two chatted for a while on the phone.

Before falling asleep at night, another message harassed in. Song Jing was so annoyed that when he opened it, it turned out to be a letter from a stranger.

It read: [There is a new double-skin milk shop on weekends, do you have time to eat? ]

Song Jing raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, closed the phone and ignored it.