Long Island High School

Cheng Jiajia coughed, and gathered the class committee members together: "He Wenzhou, Song Jing, Zhou Min, Gao Yang..." She clicked once, and finally said: "Han Lin, come too!"

A few of them went outside to find an empty classroom.

"Let's have a brief meeting and plan where to go!"

Cheng Jiajia is the study and publicity committee member, Zhou Min is the class monitor, Song Jing is the mathematics class representative, Gao Yang is the sports committee member, and there are several class representatives. He Wenzhou is not responsible for anything, but he is the soul center of the whole class, so naturally he must take it with him. Lin, she just sits in and takes notes.

Zhou Min said: "Let's go hiking. I heard that the farmhouse over there is very good. My dad went there last month..."

Gao Yang said, "What's the point of climbing a mountain? It's tiring."

"You're still a sports committee member, and mountain climbing is tiring!"

Gao Yang ignored it: "I suggest chartering a car to go to the amusement park, or go to the zoo, it's so exciting, and it can accommodate so many of us."

Cheng Jiajia said, "Who will pay for it?"

"Liu Pei suggested, Liu Pei will come out."

"Her? Do you dare to ask her? Besides, her family is not good, and the youngest daughter is still sick."

"Then everyone will share it equally, and there is not much money."

"Lin Zikai couldn't get it out. You said let him go, or not?"

Zhou Min made a final decision: "Then go mountain climbing, it doesn't cost money!"

"It costs money to stay in a hotel, but it also costs money to stay in a farmhouse!"

"Gao Yang, you've fallen for me, haven't you?"

Cheng Jiajia said: "Why don't we just hold a fireworks show? I think people just play fireworks on graduation trips or summer camps. Fireworks don't cost much, do they?"

The words of the naive rich girl who doesn't know the sufferings of the world made everyone burst into laughter.

"Then where do you say to go, this will not work, and that will not work either!"

Everyone was arguing, and some said they suggested going to the Botanical Garden, People's Park, Museum, Children's Palace, and finally all came out to study at home.

With a smile on his face, He Wenzhou put his hands behind his head and watched from the sidelines.He doesn't care about these.

During the quarrel among the crowd, Song Jing said: "Either go to the beach."

He Wenzhou's eyes suddenly fixed on him, and he stopped being lazy and sat up.

Looking at it from all directions, Song Jing had no choice but to continue: "There is a rocky beach in Haiwan Park, there is no charge, and there is no one..."

The more he talked, the redder his face became, and he didn't know why it was so red.

He suggested as seriously as possible, with a sullen face: "You can barbecue over there, and bring things from home by yourself, so that you can have fun without consuming, what do you think?"

He didn't have to look up to know that He Wenzhou's fiery eyes were on him.The man was smiling, staring at him knowingly, it was extremely sweet.

Being watched so sweetly by him, he finally couldn't help it, and glanced at him too.

The two of them separated each other and made eye contact, and there was a kind of secret happiness in them.

He Wenzhou stared at him and said, "I'll prepare things for barbecue, I have them at home."

"That can't just be barbecue, it's too monotonous."

"I'll buy fireworks, and it won't cost much."

Cheng Jiajia clapped his hands and said, "Great, of course you can contribute."

No one knows whose face he is looking at, only Song Jing knows.But Song Jing knew that, seeing that he was going to be taken advantage of, he couldn't say anything.

"Then there must be beer drinks—"

Everyone looked at He Wenzhou again, and Song Jing hurriedly stopped him: "Everyone buy it, let's make it together, you don't need wine, you can buy it with the pocket money for drinks."

Cheng Jiajia said: "That's good. I'm in charge of seafood, Gao Yang, you are in charge of moving things, and He Wenzhou, your car will contribute this time. Let's each get a task and distribute it."

Song Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

He Wenzhou saw Song Jing defending him without any trace in public, all he wanted was to pull him over and kiss him hard.But he couldn't kiss him, and if he couldn't kiss him, he could only look at him sweetly, smiling with crooked brows and eyes, it was so sweet.

Song Jing had no choice but to avoid his hot gaze, and turned back with a hot face.

This sweetness lasted for several days. Even though the training camp was arranged, there were still physical education classes in the schedule, but the physical education teacher didn't come, so they were free to move around.The weather is hot, and not many people go out, the top students might as well study in the classroom with a fan.Liu Pei came in and kicked them out because he thought they didn't like sports.

So the whole class on a hot day went to the playground, the girls huddled in the shade, and the boys fought hard on the basketball court.He Wenzhou ran back and forth in white T-shorts, the most show-off.It's just that at the intersection of men and women, there are three strange boys. Song Jing stands there coldly. He doesn't participate in group activities.There are two people standing behind him, one on the left and one on the right. On the left is Song Wenyuan, who is as big as a bear. Boys hang out in groups, because they get bullied when they go in.The two of them smelled it and knew that Song Jing was a monolith in the class, invincible enough to protect the two of them, so they followed Song Jing fearlessly.The two of them, one fat and one thin, one big and one small, can be called the two generals of Hum Ha.

Although Song Jing didn't fit in well, both of them were as weak as insects and ants, and they would be trampled to death if they left their own protection.So they can only let them follow.

Gao Yang saw it, and teased Lin Zikai: "Hey, four-eyed boy, come and play ball!"

Lin Zikai silently shrank behind Song Jing.Song Wenyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Don't, don't talk to him."

Gao Yang threw a ball and it was about to hit Lin Zikai.Song Jing remained expressionless and motionless, while He Wenzhou stepped forward and scooped up the ball.

"Song Jing, are you okay?"

Song Jing looked at him: "It's okay."

"Come to play?"

"No."

He Wenzhou stared at the Second General Heng Ha behind him, these two clingy bugs.Forced by his intimidation, Hum Jiang unconsciously took a step back. He Wenzhou looked at Lin Zikai, and Ha Jiang stalked away, scaring him away.

Commander Song Jing Guanggan stood there, looking quite ridiculous.Gao Yang urged: "Old Song, you don't know how to play basketball, do you?"

As soon as Song Jing was provoked, he immediately said: "Okay."

As soon as he came on stage, the group of boys seemed a little awkward.He is a person made of ice and snow. He is the number one all year round, the top student commended by the grade, and he is always on stage to give speeches at the freshman assembly.Wearing standard shirts and trousers every day, he has a cold temperament and is unattainable. He is not a member of their group at all.

It's too far.

He Wenzhou didn't care, greeted him, and regrouped.Song Jing was in one group with He Wenzhou, and the other group was led by Gao Yang.He Wenzhou dribbled the ball and whispered in Song Jing's ear, "Follow me later, don't run around."

Song Jing ignored it.

At the beginning of the game, Song Jing took the ball and went straight to the opponent's basket. Gao Yang saw that he had two brushes, so he jumped up and blocked the ball.Song Jing was not discouraged, and continued to dribble towards the basket.

Song Jing attacked several times, and Gao Yang blocked him several times.The two fought hard, and the boys didn't dare to go forward.Song Jing seems to be straight-tempered, he can only fight in a single line, and he can't cooperate.Attack, attack, look for opportunities to attack, it is no wonder that you are not frustrated.

After going back and forth like this several times, Song Jing's nose was also sweating.

He Wenzhou couldn't stop him. Seeing that the score was deadlocked, he ran over and came to Song Jing's side: "Give me the ball."

Song Jing slapped him in the face.

I lost my temper.

Facing Gao Yang, He Wenzhou made a fake move: "Song Jing!"

The ball was thrown to Song Jing, Song Jing caught it, shot directly, and scored.

The two cooperated tacitly in an instant, and they had never greeted each other before.

So Song Jing learned to be smart.

As long as He Wenzhou yells "Song Jing", he immediately catches the ball and jumps up to shoot without thinking.

The two are like kings, killing each other without leaving any pieces behind.Every time Song Jing was stopped by Gao Yang, He Wenzhou would walk in front of him from nowhere.He threw the ball to He Wenzhou, He Wenzhou threw it to him again, and scored!

After such a fight, Gao Yang became anxious: "What kind of tricks are you two playing!"

He Wenzhou shook his shoulders: "I'm tired, I won't play anymore."

Song Jing was very excited, very excited, holding the ball and not letting go.

He Wenzhou turned around: "Let's go, return the ball to the equipment room."

"Ah."

Song Jing took the other balls and followed He Wenzhou all the way.

He has thrown more than 30 balls just now, and his hands are soft, but the dopamine after exercise keeps him excited until now.This is the first time for him to participate in a group activity and the first time to interact with his classmates to play basketball.They pass it to him, he shoots again, and he wins the score. I am so happy to win.

The two of them entered the old equipment room, the curtains were all drawn, and it was dark and dusty.There are several tables piled up in the corner, several basketballs, badmintons, rackets, and other equipment.Song Jing put the ball away, looked at it with nostalgia, and was about to get up and go back.

The door clicked shut and he was hugged.

"Are you happy?"

He Wenzhou put his arms around his waist, and buried his head in the hollow of his neck.

"Ah."

"Am I okay?"

"it is good."

He Wenzhou's touch made him tremble, and the boy's hand went in through the skirt of his shirt, stroking his lower back.

His lips were kissed on the side of his neck, and his body was dripping with sweat.

"Then reward me once, okay?"

Song Jing closed his eyes, panting tremblingly: "What do you want?"

Because the door was closed tightly, I was not so scared but a little bit scared. Through a curtain, the bustling people coming in and out outside, and the sound of laughing and fighting came from afar.

He was nervous and passionate, He Wenzhou hugged him, blocked his lips and kissed him.

He Wenzhou pulled a chair, and the two kissed while sitting on the chair.

He Wenzhou hugged him onto his lap, panting hoarsely: "I want to kiss you."

Song Jing was in a daze, and fell into his arms, wrapping his arms around his neck: "Isn't it a kiss now?"

He Wenzhou picked him up and asked him to sit on his lap.

Song Jing was unwilling, and He Wenzhou rubbed his neck: "You said you were going to reward him."

Song Jing trembled slightly, unable to speak: "No..."

He Wenzhou kissed and kissed him, blocked his lips, and entangled his tongue.The heat enveloped the two of them, and the room was extremely hot, with no ventilation at all, and the dust was flying around, and they didn't know where it fell.

The smell of dust, the smell of sweat, the heat after exercise, too hot to think about.

Beads of sweat fell into the eyes.

He Wenzhou kept kissing him, more and more urgently, the kiss was so loud that his body became limp.He Wenzhou directly picked him up and put him on a table.His legs got stuck between Song Jing's legs, and he started to attack down.He must be there today.

Song Jing turned his face up, as if submerged in water, unable to breathe no matter what.

He Wenzhou kissed his neck, rubbed his collarbone, grabbed his school uniform shirt with both hands, and unbuttoned him from bottom to top.

Song Jing pressed his hand: "No..."

He Wenzhou kissed him tenderly and firmly: "I love you, baby, let me kiss you."

Song Jing was softened by the word "baby". With He Wenzhou's hands on his shoulders, he kissed him deeply and continued to unbutton his shirt.

He is proud, tough, unyielding, and domineering, but now, his eyes are blurred, flooded, and limp in his arms.

He Wenzhou's chest was hot, and he unbuttoned the shirt all the way, revealing the white vest inside.He Wenzhou was dumbfounded, Song Jing blushed, pushed him hard, and hurriedly pulled his clothes to wrap himself.

The boy was dumbfounded for a while, and buried himself on Song Jing's shoulder, laughing softly.Unexpectedly, he did not expect that, like the girls, he was wearing a vest underneath.

Song Jing was about to jump off the table, but he quickly caught it.

"I was wrong, you hit me, hit me."

He took his hand and softly slapped his face a few times.

He's tough and shy, and he's such a wonderful guy.

Song Jing had a strict family education and was always strict and restrained. He also lived like a monk, wrapping himself tightly like a river clam.Now her clothes are disheveled, her mouth watering from being kissed, like a prodigal, shameless.

But He Wenzhou was not so polite anymore, he tore off the school uniform shirt, barely showing half of his shoulders.A vest strap was peeled off by him, and he grabbed it and tore it off.The vest is soft, it can't be torn off, it can only be torn out of shape, but it's enough.In front of him was Song Jing's snow-white chest and two pink eyes... He lowered his head...

Song Jing let out an uh, and a feeling that he had never felt before flowed through his whole body.It was trembling, but also happy, both shameful, and numb, painful, hot, and swollen, and it seemed to push him to the sky, a light and light dizziness.

And He Wenzhou not only grabbed him, but also sucked him mouthful.His body was also sweaty and hot, but it was not dirty or salty at all, but rather sweet, making him suck and suck.until there...

Song Jing held his head, pushing it away and pressing it down, panting and moaning uncontrollably.He usually doesn't bark, but now he can't hold it back anymore, he's just a prodigal.

He Wenzhou sucked it hard twice, seeing that he couldn't take it anymore, his body convulsed as if he was about to die.I can only leave there reluctantly, stop sucking or biting, and lick it mouthful.

Song Jing's chest rose and fell violently, red from neck to ears.He stayed there stupidly, panting like a fish, as if he had died once.

It turns out that we can still be so close.

He thought about it, and felt extremely ashamed.

But He Wenzhou actually started to touch his body.

He touched him, kneaded and pinched, touched his shoulder, and bit his shoulder.Stretching into his clothes again, touching this way, touching that way, the warm palm pressed against his... Just touching it like that...

He actually let him touch like this, he actually let him kiss like this.Can he still be human?At this moment when his heart was beating so fast, he still wanted to touch him like this, and wanted him to kiss him like this, he was completely reversed!

Song Jing jumped down in a hurry, and pushed him away fiercely, not caring about getting dressed.His chest was sore, numb and painful. He tugged on his shirt and ran out the door in an instant.

Seeing him running away, He Wenzhou tilted his head and smiled.

Where should I kiss next?