What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Pei Yijun basically doesn't go to the forum, so he didn't know that Song Fang threw a thunderbolt on the forum.After one autumn rain and one cold, the next morning, he opened the window and stretched his waist in the cool air mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees.

Picking up the phone, Song Fang's news was more punctual than the news push.

[fang: Today's boyfriend is waiting to sign for receipt]

[moonlight: Good morning, boyfriend! 】

【Fang: Brother, I dreamed about you last night】

[moonlight: Well, what dream? 】

【Fang: ... It was an indescribable dream that made me raise the flag early in the morning.Brother, do you want me to continue? 】

A straight ball burned Pei Yijun's face.

The phone vibrated again, and Song Fang sent a photo.

In the photo, Song Fang holds a toothbrush in his mouth, has messy short hair, smiles flatteringly at the camera, and looks handsome.

Pei Yijun found that he had nothing to do with him, so he could only change the topic.

【moonlight: What do you have for breakfast? 】

[Fang: Brother, what do you eat, I treat you?I heard that the breakfast chef in the Central Canteen has changed this semester. The barbecued pork buns and quick sand buns are very authentic. Do you want to eat them? 】

Pei Yijun has never been in a relationship, but when talking about love skills at night talks in college, roommates all mentioned that even if you have mustard mustard buns every day, you should never use group purchases or coupons when dating your girlfriend in the early stages of a relationship.It doesn't matter if you understand it as a matter of saving face or suffering, or it is a man's obsession.

Song Fang has no money now.

The self-esteem of a little boy in love needs to be maintained.

So Pei Yijun didn't say that the pork buns are too expensive, so it's better to eat half the cheaper vegetarian buns.He agreed without hesitation, washed up quickly, fed Nakamura and Tachibana Jiro raw meat and left enough water, and went out.

Pei Yijun has an unhurried personality. He is never late for an appointment, but he is not particularly early either. He is basically stuck.

Today is a little different.

Not long after Pei Yijun came out of the family building, he stepped onto a boulevard.There are tall and lush trees on both sides of the road. In spring and summer, there are layers of thick shade to block out the sun. In autumn and winter, golden fallen leaves are covered with asphalt roads. The four seasons of the year are different.

Every day when Pei Yijun walks through, he will deliberately slow down his pace amidst the crisp and melodious birdsong, which is a way to relax.

But today, he couldn't wait.

The pace is getting faster and faster, even trotting.

Song Fang was standing at the end of the boulevard.

At the end of September, flowers are grasping the tail of summer and blooming hard. The fragrance of flowers mixed with the smell of grass and soil is refreshing.

Song Fang put on a thin black knitted cardigan over a white T-shirt today, with a loose fit, and leaned lazily under the tree with one hand in his pocket.

Pei Yijun's breathing slowed down.

Not everyone can wear this kind of collarless clothes. Wearing them with round shoulders and hunchback will only expose the shortcomings.

And Song Fang looks good in it.

The gray-blue hair is much darker in the shade of the tree, black ear cuffs are worn on the ears, and golden osmanthus petals blown off by the wind are scattered on the shoulders.

Unassuming, undisciplined, lazy, clean, sexy...

Even more eye-catching than the comic book cover.

He was about to walk over when he saw a girl boldly walking up to Song Fang.

Honestly speaking, girls are pretty and have a good figure.The white short-sleeved college-style shirt is tucked into the blue and white plaid slim pleated skirt. The waist is thin and the legs are long, and the black long straight shawl hair is the type that most boys will like.

Yan is justice, and Pei Yijun, who has been a college student in Nantah University for seven or eight years, understands it all too well.Song Fang looks good, and he has a temperament that can easily become the center of sight no matter how many people there are, no matter where he is, it is normal for girls to ask for contact information or even confess.

normal.

So normal.

Pei Yijun, who was not used to spying on others, paused, then took two steps forward, and stopped again.But the next moment, he walked straight forward again.

"Hello, can I exchange contact information?"

Song Fang looked away from a distance, and a girl with delicate and light makeup stretched out her mobile phone with a blushing face.

Over the top of the girl's hair, he saw Pei Yijun walking towards him.

He raised the corners of his lips, and under the girl's apprehensive and surprised eyes, he refused without hesitation, "Sorry, I can't."

The girl didn't have much hope at first, Song Fang saw that she was not someone who could be controlled by anyone, and her vision must be high.It's just that it's so easy to meet alone once, and you have to try before you give up.

"Can I ask why?" the girl asked unwillingly.

Pei Yijun stopped.

Song Fang replied frankly, "I already have someone I like." Looking at the boyfriend who stopped three steps away, he emphasized: "I like it to death."

Her tone was lazy, but her seductive peach blossom eyes were clear and bright, and the bottom of her eyes was focused and serious.

Like a feather gently scratching the tip of his heart, Pei Yijun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Song Fang bypassed the girl and strode up to Pei Yijun, "Brother, let's go."

The two walked side by side.

very close.

The skin on the back of the hand touches and rubs casually from time to time.

But in the eyes of passing classmates and teachers, it's nothing. At most, they feel that they have a good relationship.

Out of the corner of an eye, Pei Yijun's chest has obvious ups and downs.

"Brother, are you running here?"

Pei Yijun let out a "hmm".

The villain in Song Anxin's heart was already dancing and smiling, "So I want to see me so much."

The child's sincerity was visible to the naked eye, and Pei Yijun couldn't hold back his reckless behavior. He felt his heart softened to the point of dripping water. He had no choice but to worry about the crowds around him, so he let out another "huh".

Wrists are grabbed.

Pei Yijun opened his eyes wide, but did not move away.Song Fang's palm boldly and swiftly passed over the cool skin on the back of his hand, "Brother, you go find a place, and I'll go cook."

Pei Yijun was about to be killed by him, sitting on the empty chair for a long time, his heart was still beating extremely fast.

How could there be a demon king like Song Fang who is not afraid of anything?This is the central canteen with the largest flow of people, and everyone is watching!

However, he carefully sorted out his mood at the moment.

An unprecedented sense of secret excitement completely overrides worry and anxiety.

He fell in love with a boy.

Breaking the routine made him even feel inexplicably happy.

Pei Yijun felt that his expression should be very weird at the moment.Because his mood fluctuates so much now that he is always jumping between two extremes, sometimes like this, sometimes like that, ups and downs.

Maybe this is love.

Song Fang came back with a plate full of dinner.

In addition to barbecued pork buns and quick sand buns, he put preserved eggs and lean pork porridge and three delicacies fried dumplings in front of Pei Yijun, "Brother, I remember you like eating these."

In the past, every time I went to Song's house for class, Aunt Chen, the nanny who took care of Song Fang's daily life, would enthusiastically ask him what to eat. Pei Yijun always answered well because he was afraid of troublesome people.Aunt Chen is very good at cooking. Chuanluyue Huaiyang cooks it differently, and Pei Yijun eats too much every time without knowing it.

Among them, he likes the fragrant and soft preserved egg porridge and three delicacies dumplings the most.

Unexpectedly, Song Fang, who hardly talked to him at that time, saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

Pei Yijun was a little guilty, and said in a low voice: "But, I don't know what you like to eat yet?"

"How come, brother, don't you remember that I like heavy food?" Song Fang propped his hands on the table, leaned his upper body forward, and said with a low voice, "Except for you."

Pei Yijun: "?"

They sat in the corner by the wall, Song Fang covered his mouth with his hands, his peach blossom eyes were bent, "Brother is sweet, soft, waxy and sticky glutinous rice cakes."

There was a large audience, Pei Yijun blushed again, and gave Song Fang a non-threatening look, "Eat quickly."

Song Fang smiled, picked up his chopsticks, and said, "It would be nice if there was a way to have the best of both worlds, eating next to my brother and seeing him. We won't meet until more than ten hours later."

Pei Yijun is going into the lab with his tutor today, and can't get out at noon.

He looked at Song Fang.

The kid is very cool when his eyelids are closed and he doesn't smile. He is such a big boy who always looks back no matter whether a boy or a girl passes by, like a three-year-old child with separation anxiety.

Pei Yijun stirred the hot preserved egg porridge with a spoon, and sat up straight.Slowly stretch out his left leg under the dining table, touching Song Fang's knee.

Song Fang paused and blinked in surprise, "?"

Accidentally bumped into it?

The corners of Pei Yijun's lips curved slightly, and he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it.

The weather in Nancheng is still very hot at the end of September. Through two thin layers of fabric, they can feel the undulating muscles and hard bones of the opposite person.

Song Fang raised his eyebrows, and rubbed his long legs against Pei Yijun's inner thigh in this position.

Like intentional, but also like inadvertently.

Pei Yijun's eyes trembled, and the porridge in the spoon almost spilled out.

He couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to withdraw his legs.

Song Fang was faster, stretched out his other leg like a hooligan, and clamped it tightly.

Pei Yijun only felt one side of his body go numb for a moment, his heart beat rumblingly, and sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.He doesn't need to look in the mirror, he also knows that he must be flushed from neck to face at this moment.

Song was about to speak contentedly, when his shoulder was slapped heavily, "Hahahahaha, I won, Lao Du and Lao Xie hurry up and give the money."

Wang Yiming's loud voice suddenly sounded.