Fake parents dressed as villains

Thinking of this possibility, Luo Yansheng could hardly walk.

There are nearly [-] dormitories in the [-]th building, and the school arranged for four students to help check the dorms.

It only took half an hour for Luo Yansheng to check the two floors, but he spent nearly an hour dawdling before heading downstairs with his notebook in his hand.

When she walked out of the stairwell, she found that the door of Building [-] had been locked by Song Jin in advance.

Luo Yansheng walked towards the duty room stiffly, Song Jin had already put away the things that should be packed.

"Aren't you going back tonight?" Luo Yansheng asked standing at the door of the duty room.

Song Jin was sitting at his desk, hearing his question, her eyes were bright and dark, "I won't go back."

"Oh..." Luo Yan nodded dumbfounded.

I don't know what happened tonight, one or two of those bastards returned to the dormitory before bedtime, and Luo Yansheng had no excuse to stay in the duty room.

"Then what, you are tired too, go to rest early."

Luo Yansheng put the notebook back on the desk, turned to Song Jin and said.

Song Jin stood up from the chair, half a head taller than Luo Yansheng, her gaze fell, and fell on Luo Yansheng's face for a moment.

Luo Yansheng's heart tightened, his mouth became a little parched, and he spoke intermittently: "You, you, you..."

As soon as he started, Song Jin withdrew his gaze, strode towards the door opposite the duty room, and pushed away Luo Yansheng's dormitory.

It's over, let's go in later and apologize directly, if Song Jinzhen breaks up with him...

Grass!

Seeing that Song Jin turned on the light, Luo Yansheng took a deep breath, turned off the light, locked the door of the duty room, turned and walked into the dormitory.

He rushed in, only to see that Song Jin had been waiting for a long time, with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing two meters away from the door, looking at Luo Yansheng with a gloomy expression.

The courage that Luo Yansheng had worked up with great difficulty disappeared under his eyes.

Luo Yansheng closed the door tremblingly. During the closing time, he turned his back to Song Jin and made a layer of psychological construction for himself: Don't quibble, apologize!

"Isn't it..."

After closing the door, Luo Yansheng turned around and opened his mouth to come.

But he suddenly found that Song Jin walked up to him at some point, just a step away from him, looking at him quietly with lowered eyes.

The sudden sense of oppression made Luo Yansheng tremble, and subconsciously took a step back to the side. His shoulder accidentally touched the switch on the wall, and the room suddenly fell into darkness. Luo Yansheng's heartbeat was infinitely magnified at this moment.

After two or three seconds, the eyes adapted to the darkness, and the lights from the balcony vaguely illuminated the indoor scene.

Luo Yansheng looked at Song Jin in front of him with some embarrassment, like a wall blocking all the light in front of Luo Yansheng's eyes.

In the dim light, Luo Yansheng could vaguely distinguish the light in Song Jin's eyes, and his body's senses suddenly became very clear, and he could even clearly feel the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Is friendship fun?"

In this anxious atmosphere, Song Jin spoke the first sentence.

His voice was low and hoarse, and at the same time he took a step closer, blocking Luo Yansheng into the cramped space in front of the door.

Luo Yansheng almost shook his head like a rattle, "No, it's not fun, it's not fun at all!"

"Have you learned to lie?"

While speaking, Song Jin leaned down and slowly stretched out his hand towards Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng reflexively wanted to hide to the side, but when Song Jin's eyes turned cold for a moment, he immediately froze in place and did not dare to move.

Song Jin took out the phone from him, tried the password, but it didn't change.

After trying it, he threw the phone into the closet.

"I'm sorry, I said that because I was afraid you would misunderstand."

"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding what?"

The corners of Song Jin's lips raised slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie, his eyes flashed with danger, "I misunderstood that you are single?"

"No... um..."

Luo Yansheng shook his head to deny it, but Song Jin leaned towards him.

All Luo Yansheng's excuses were blocked by Song Jin's throat.

He held Luo Yansheng's arm tightly, biting Luo Yansheng's breath with his lips and teeth.

A trace of pain spread from the corner of the lips, as if deliberately punishing Luo Yansheng, Song Jin's kiss was different from usual, to be more precise, it was not a kiss, it was more like grinding teeth, the teeth were grinding against Luo Yansheng's lips.Soon, a bloody smell came into his mouth.

When Luo Yansheng was about to suffocate, Song Jin finally let him go.

The lip was bitten, Luo Yansheng pressed it lightly, and it still hurt a little.

But now he didn't care about that much, Luo Yansheng's eyes were confused, and he put one hand on the wall to make himself stand upright.

"Run?" Song Jin's breathing was a little short, she leaned her head against Luo Yansheng's ear, and squeezed out the word between her teeth, "Who are you running with?"

Luo Yansheng couldn't breathe anymore, so he just shook his head, expressing that there was no such thing.

"Luo Yansheng, if you like to play or make trouble, I will do whatever you want, but this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen."

He put his cold fingers on the arteries in Luo Yansheng's neck, felt the beating speed up due to tension, and slightly soothed Song Jin's restless heart.

After getting along for such a long time, Luo Yansheng discovered something.

Song Jin especially liked the carotid artery that was close to him. Although he didn't know the reason, but at this time, in order to please Song Jin, he raised his neck and completely exposed his slender and white neck to Song Jin's eyes.

Luo Yansheng panted heavily, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and his fragile neck seemed to be easily crushed.

Song Jin's thumb rubbed against his skin, gradually moving upwards along the carotid artery, and the force became lighter and lighter, until it finally landed on Luo Yansheng's small Adam's apple like a feather.

A feeling of astringency welled up in her throat, forcing Song Jin to lower her head and hold Luo Yansheng's Adam's apple.

Luo Yansheng's Adam's apple is more sensitive, and when he rubs it lightly, his body can't help but tremble.

Luo Yansheng couldn't help grabbing his shoulders, and his body tensed up.

His throat was a little sore, Luo Yansheng snorted.Song Jin paused after hearing this, but did not stop.

"Song Jin, I know I was wrong, I was just joking...no other meaning..."

Song Jin tonight was so annoying, Luo Yansheng repeatedly begged for mercy, Song Jin let him go.

"Don't make fun of things like that."

Even if it was a joke, he would be angry.

This night seemed to be more difficult than Luo Yansheng imagined.

Probably because I haven't seen her for a long time, and also because I was really angry, Song Jin didn't let this matter go easily.

Song Jin has always been very gentle in bed matters, trying not to make Luo Yansheng feel uncomfortable.

But tonight, at the depth of his love, he suddenly stopped.

"Is friendship fun?"

He leaned over Luo Yansheng and asked.

Luo Yansheng covered his lips, trying not to make a sound. After hearing Song Jin's question, he said with a trembling voice, "No, it's not fun..."

"single?"

"Do not……"

"Lied to me?"

"Whoa, I was wrong."

"Run with someone?"

"Don't run, don't run, I won't run with anyone except you, Song Jin... forgive... forgive me..."

Although Luo Yansheng had answered many times, in the following time, he would suddenly stop from time to time and repeat these questions in Luo Yansheng's ear.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Jin was finally satisfied.

He hugged Luo Yansheng, who was weak in limbs, and leaned against Luo Yansheng like a puppy to smell him.

Luo Yansheng pushed him with his hand, "Don't, I didn't take a shower."

Song Jin smiled, "It's okay."

Only the smell of Luo Yansheng could make him feel at ease.

After resting for a while, Song Jin hugged Luo Yansheng and went to the bathroom to clean her body.

When he came out again, Luo Yansheng was already drowsy.

Song Jin put him on the bed, took out Luo Yansheng's cell phone from the closet, and lay down next to Luo Yansheng again.

He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, with his left hand around Luo Yansheng's head, resting on his temple hair, and with the other hand, he unlocked Luo Yansheng's cell phone.

Luo Yansheng approached Song Jin subconsciously, and put his hand on his belly.

Song Jin didn't know when she had practiced a few abdominal muscles, which felt very comfortable to the touch.

"Don't you believe me?"

Luo Yansheng buried his face on Song Jin's waist, his voice was a bit hoarse.

Hearing this, Song Jin rubbed his earlobe with her hands, and said in a low voice, "No, I just want to know what you've been doing these days."

Luo Yansheng said in a muffled voice: "My words were really not intentional, I just lost my mind. I originally called to tell you that I would go to a party with Xiaoqian and the others tonight, but you were so busy that you didn't say a word Just hang up, and I have no chance."

Song Jin hummed, "I know."

"Don't those who say I'm single also say you're single? They want to guess what I can do?"

The more Luo Yansheng talked, the more aggrieved he became, his nose sore.

Song Jin bent down and kissed him lightly on the top of the head, "I know."

Luo Yansheng was terrified when he heard that, angry and impatient, he raised his head and stared at Song Jin, and asked, "Why do you keep asking when you know everything?"

Song Jin pinched his nose, but Luo Yansheng ducked away with his head bowed.

"Who told you to say that, to go out with others and lie to me?"

This matter was Luo Yansheng's fault, he muttered a few words and did not refute.

After a long while, Luo Yansheng suddenly asked: "Can you just come back like this? Is it delaying your work?"

Song Jin shook her head and said, "Work is almost done, your business is more important. What's more, you said that kind of thing, can I not come back? I don't know if you run away with someone someday."

At the end of the sentence, he deliberately teased Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng clung to his waist in embarrassment, "I told you I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Okay, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Luo Yansheng snorted, closed his eyes for a while, and fell asleep.

Song Jin fiddled with Luo Yansheng's mobile phone, and clicked into his WeChat.

It's not that he doubts Luo Yansheng, he understands Luo Yansheng's temperament, he lost his mind only when he got angry today.

He wanted to know who Luo Yansheng had been in contact with these days, and if he had met any new friends he didn't know.

Luo Yansheng put Song Jin and the two work groups at the top of WeChat, and then scrolled down to contact only Sun Yuye and a few students in Song Jin's class who knew their names. Scrolled down and saw Lu Chuan's name.

The last one was contacted three days ago. I don't know who sent "Congratulations".

After hesitating for a while, Song Jin still clicked in.

He knew that Luo Yansheng should have his own private space, but he had to read about Lu Chuan's news.

Clicking into the dialog box, the last few messages were sent by Lu Chuan, saying that he was admitted to a sports school, and the school was not bad, so Luo Yansheng replied with a message of congratulations.

There seemed to be some content on it, but none of them were recent, so Song Jin didn't continue to scroll up.

When Luo Yansheng woke up again, the sun was already high.

Song Jin was not around, and there was some noise on the balcony.

Luo Yansheng propped himself up to sit up from the bed, the soreness in his waist made him frowned, and it took him a while to move to the side of the bed.

Song Jin finished drying the sheets and clothes, and when she stepped out of the balcony, she saw Luo Yansheng sitting on the edge of the bed, supporting her waist, sweating profusely.

He paused and opened his mouth, as if to speak.

Luo Yansheng knew what he was going to say and reached out to stop him, "Don't apologize, I asked for it."

Song Jin: "..."

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