What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Pei Yijun met Wang Yiming when he was a tutor.I haven't seen him for a few years, but the boy has not changed much except that he is taller and has a rounder face.

Under the table, Song Fang still held his leg tightly.

Pei Yijun didn't dare to push hard, so he raised his head with a stiff face and greeted Wang Yiming.Fortunately, he has always been expressionless, Wang Yiming didn't notice anything, and called out enthusiastically: "Little Brother Pei, long time no see."

After saying hello, he introduced Du Yuanhang and Xie Lin to Pei Yijun. The former two had been familiar with him for a long time, and knowing that Pei Yijun was several years older than them, they also called him "Little Brother Pei."

Song Fang patted the hand on his shoulder in disgust, "Wang Yiming, are you free early in the morning?"

Wang Yiming sat down on the empty chair next to Song Fang, and urged: "Old Du, thank you, hurry up, hurry up, don't dawdle. My first class is the teacher's class, so I must not be late."

Following the sound of two crisp WeChat red envelopes arriving in the account, Wang Yiming groaned as if he had won 500 million, "Thank you very much."

Song Fang kicked him, "What the hell did you bet on me?"

Only then did Wang Yiming explain: "You said you had an appointment when you went out in the morning, and Lao Du and Xie guessed that you must have an appointment with your girlfriend. God damn girlfriend, isn't that just an appointment with Brother Pei? Hahahaha..."

Pei Yijun: "..."

He really isn't a girlfriend.

Song Fang caught a glimpse of Pei Yijun's tense shoulders from the corner of his eye, but said nothing.

His greatest wish since his rebirth was to stand side by side with Pei Yijun, and he certainly didn't mind others knowing about their relationship.

He even wanted to announce it on the school radio to make those love rivals who are overt and secret give up.

But not yet.

Pei Yijun would mind.

He's not ready yet.

Wait a minute.

Anyway, it's still a lifetime.

Song Fang snorted, reached out to take the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that Pei Yijun couldn't eat, and picked it up two or three times.

Coming out of the restaurant, Pei Yijun spoke politely to Wang Yiming, Xie Lin, and Du Yuanhang, and finally passed Song Fang beside him as if inadvertently.

The two looked at each other briefly.

Song loosely carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, perhaps because the sun was shining on his eyes, he frowned slightly impatiently.

"I'm going this way."

Pei Yijun stopped at a fork in the road, and pink petals swirled down from above his head and landed on his shoulder.

Song Fang raised his hand very naturally to take off the petals, nodded, and watched Pei Yijun's tall and thin back walking towards the stone road.

Xie Lin sighed, "It turns out that the school grass is so approachable."

Du Yuanhang pointed to his own face, "I used to be a man of the hour in high school, the kind that girls liked very much. Only now do I realize that there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky. No wonder so many girls like Brother Pei, and I alone Men think he's good-looking."

Song Fang was next to him, biting his chewing gum expressionlessly, and Wang Yiming leaned over, "You said you also eat chewing gum every day, why don't you get cheeks?"

"You're not cheeky, you're just fat and warty."

"I'm uncomfortable if you don't run on me every day, right? I was just about to say something, by the way, I've known you for so long, and I've never seen you eat anyone's leftovers."

Song Fang: "..." He was stuffed with Pei Yijun's sauce. It can even be said that there is no place on Pei Yijun's body that he hasn't licked and bitten, so eating leftovers is nothing at all.Damn, why doesn't this little fat man usually have such keen observation skills?

Song Fang was thinking about how to explain it, so he heard Wang Yiming ask and answer: "So you know Brother Pei so well?! I thought you two had no contact in the past two years."

Song Fang: "."

You justified what you said, and it has nothing to do with me.

Pei Yijun didn't leave the laboratory at all that day, and he was so busy that he only ate a few biscuits to satisfy his hunger in the afternoon.

It wasn't until I finished recording the last data of the day that I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.I took out my phone to check the time, it was already 22:08.

Song Fang sent several messages on WeChat.

【Brother, when will it end? Have you had dinner yet? 】

【Eat on time, send love.jpg】

Pei Yijun will always reply to private messages sent by others, not to mention Song Fang's hands are as fast as a typewriter, and cute emoticons and emojis are pouring out one by one.

【Brother, I miss you so much. 】

A straight ball.

Pei Yijun's fingers pressing on the phone screen felt a little hot.

When I was a child, my father was always busy with work. After my grandmother passed away in the first year of junior high school, there was no one waiting for him to go home.

Now he has.

There is a little boyfriend who says good morning and good night to him every day, reminds him to eat, and frankly tells him how much he misses.

Not wanting Song Fang to worry, Pei Yijun told a little lie, 【It's just over, I've eaten. 】

Before leaving, he and several doctoral students were retained by his supervisor, Professor Wu.

The Department of Physics, Department of Computer Science and Department of Economics are the hallmarks of Nantah University, bringing together top teaching and research talents across the country.Professor Wu, who is famous for his research on high-energy physics, can be regarded as the treasure of Nantah University. The top physicists in the country are all proud to be Professor Wu's students.

Professor Wu told them that according to the new regulations issued by Nantah University this year, teaching practice is a compulsory part of the academic doctorate, and credits are set.On the basis of completing the corresponding classroom teaching workload, students must also undertake work such as homework correction and scientific design before they can enter the application for doctoral dissertation defense.

Therefore, the nuclear physics of the second-year university will be taught by several of their doctoral students this semester.

"Senior Pei."

At the turn of the stairs in the laboratory, a tall boy ran up to catch up and stopped Pei Yijun.

The boy's name is Yue Qing, who also majored in nuclear physics.Nantah University has no shortage of academic masters and gods. Yue Qing is not yet 22 years old, and has already been admitted to the postgraduate program of this major.In addition, he has a baby face, and he seems to be believed by high school students.

Pei Yijun and Yue Qing are quite familiar with each other, the student union, the departmental basketball team, the e-sports club...the two interact quite a lot.Yue Qing is talkative and has a high EQ, making people feel very comfortable when chatting.

But today Yue Qing rarely hesitated to speak.

Pei Yijun was concerned that the two little ones at home hadn't eaten, so he cut to the chase and asked, "Did you ask me for something?"

Yue Qing scratched the back of his head, "I have something to ask for help from the senior." He had already raised his head, and he didn't hesitate any longer, and expressed his intention clearly.

Pei Yijun was stunned for several seconds.

He pointed at himself with his index finger, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Let me play the princess?"

Yue Qing also knew that he was overpowering others.Next week is the school's welcome party. Their School of Physics is a monk's temple. It is difficult to pick a heroine from among the few girls. But the school girl accidentally sprained her foot yesterday. rain.

He raised his hands in front of his face, with a pitiful expression on his face, "Senior, if you don't act, I'll have to act the princess."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed his fists and puffed up his biceps, "It's not that I can't sacrifice, the problem is that I can't wear that skirt at all. And you, senior, have beautiful lips, red teeth, and white teeth, and you are another schoolboy." Zhicao, wearing women's clothes doesn't surprise everyone! Please, senior, think about it."

Song Fang squatted in the shade of a tree outside the laboratory building, watching two wild cats fight, and finally saw the familiar figure of his boyfriend in the midst of "meowing".He stood up abruptly, and was about to make a sound, when he saw a tall boy who looked like a sunflower and howled sincerely: "Senior, I love you!"

Pretty heartbreaking.

Quite moving.

Song Fang took two quick steps and rushed over, grabbing away the two arms that were trying to hug Pei Yijun, his tone was very aggressive: "Who are you?!"

Yue Qing was still immersed in great joy, and said without hesitation: "I am the senior's dear little cutie! I am willing to go through fire and water for the senior!!"

Pei Yijun: "..."

He didn't expect that within a week of falling in love, he would encounter such a bloody thing as if he was cheating on a scumbag and being caught on the spot.

He was so embarrassed by the picture he had made up in his head, he quickly grabbed Song Fang's clothes at the waist, and said a classic line from the scumbag in the TV series: "It's not what you think."

As soon as the words came out, Pei Yijun felt more like a scumbag.

Song Fang has a faint smell of tobacco, just right, indescribably decadent and sexy.At this moment, there was an obvious domineering sharpness in the lowered eyes.

Like a lion that has been trespassed.

Pei Yijun couldn't take his eyes off.

He tightened the hands holding Song Fang's clothes, and pressed them against his thin waist, smooth from top to bottom like a fur.

"He's my junior, Yue Qing. I promised him one thing, and I'm overjoyed." Pei Yijun explained, his voice was like winter snow melting in spring, no longer cold and cold, but weak.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhongfen and Tachibana Jiro sprinted [-] meters to the door, and lay down at Pei Yijun's feet from left to right, exposing their bellies and yelling "meow meow".

Song Fang picked up the two little ones directly, and said fiercely, "What about me?"

The middle score was a little more sensible, and gave a perfunctory "aim", Tachibana Jiro danced wildly with four little claws and tried to break free.

"I didn't bring you back. You two can't figure out where to live and sleep. You are not grateful at all, and you have no conscience!"

"Meow!"

"The dry rice cat is talking about you two, you are as fat as a ball, try to blow your breath at me!"

"Meow meow!"

"Big brother wants to eat too, I'll make food for you two."

"Meow meow meow!"

The corners of Pei Yijun's lips curved slightly.

Originally, he wanted to eat instant noodles casually, but Song Fang was afraid that he would not eat well, so he thoughtfully ordered seafood porridge and fried beef river for supper, and put them in the microwave oven to eat.

After adjusting the time, the microwave oven emits a low noise of work.Song Fang also put the raw flesh and blood into the milk warmer to defrost.

The two got close, and their arms rubbed against each other because of their ambiguous movements.

Not seeing each other for more than ten hours, only one touch, the longing in Pei Yijun's heart rose like a vine.

Song Fang was also looking at him.

His gaze slowly swept across Pei Yijun's eyes, nose, and lips, deeply.

The air froze for three seconds.

Song Fang leaned over suddenly.

Pei Yijun thought he was going to kiss her, so she subconsciously closed her eyes.There was a soft "puchi" in the ear, and the broken hair on the forehead was fiddled twice, "Brother, the hair is messed up."

Pei Yijun felt being teased, bit his lower lip, gave Song Fang a nonchalant look, swiped open the microwave, took out the rice and turned to the dining table.

Song let go of ten percent of his concentration to keep from laughing.

How could it be so...cute!

In the past, he would never use "cute" to describe a 25-year-old adult man, but now he thinks it fits perfectly.

Because of the orange talent, Zhongfen and Tachibana Jiro are obviously a lot bigger, with round faces and round eyes like two moving orange dumplings, and they are more lively.It was in stark contrast to sleeping curled up in the cat's litter twenty hours a day when I first came here.

Song Fang sat on the coffee table carpet, with his hands behind his back, he tapped the plate full of raw meat and eggs, "Come here."

Following a few milky meows, the two little ones ran over happily on their short legs.Tachibana Jiro ran too fast and didn't stop the car, and bumped into Song Fang's leg.

Song Dafang laughed out loud, picked it up, hugged it on his lap and rubbed it, "Stupid cat."

Attracted by the laughter, Pei Yijun lifted his head while holding the chopsticks.

The light painted the pink and white walls with a soft and warm orange color. The boy sat alone on the carpet, his long legs curled up at will, his gray-blue short hair flaunted unrestrainedly, and the dimples on his cheeks were deep. He was as handsome as in a youth idol movie The male protagonist does not need any beauty filters, clean, beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Pei Yijun looked at it for a few seconds, and took out his mobile phone with his fingers to save this moment.

Two fresh eggs are added to the raw meat. Tachibana Jiro is used to licking off the soup first, but the middle portion is dried directly as soon as it comes up.

It licked its lips after eating, and then went to snatch his younger brother. Pei Yijun sat down next to Song Fang, and hugged the middle part, "You are an older brother, why do you keep robbing your younger brother?"

As he spoke, he found out the freeze-dried food and fed it to Zhongfen.

Song Fang lay on the floor and stretched his waist, "If the student union didn't have to check the bed tonight, I wouldn't go back."

"Brother, will you let me borrow it?"

Pei Yijun still remembered what he was being teased just now, and replied stiffly: "No."

"What a cruel brother, you don't know that my roommates are talking in their sleep, snoring and grinding their teeth. They take care of everything. I wanted to catch up on sleep at noon, but the dormitory next door came to play cards again."

After finishing speaking, Song Fang glanced at the time, stood up reluctantly, "I'll wash my hands and leave."

Pei Yijun slowed down while feeding the cat.Song Fang is really not used to living in a dormitory for the first time, after all, he is a real young master.

"Brother, there is no hand sanitizer?"

"Why? I just changed it yesterday." Having said that, Pei Yijun got up anyway.

In the bathroom, Song Fang was wiping his hands with a towel, and the light blue liquid in the automatic hand sanitizer sensor was almost full.

Before he could question him, Song Fang put him on the marble sink with his legs in his arms.Closing the door with his foot, Song Fang propped his hands on the edge of the stage, leaned over and kissed Pei Yijun quickly.

Soft lips were printed on the forehead.

"Didn't you want to kiss just now?" Pei Yijun's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his hand to put some strength on Song Fang's shoulder, preventing him from approaching.

"Brother, there are children outside, so you can't teach them badly, huh?" Song Fang grabbed Pei Yijun's hand and pecked at it.The lips opened and closed, rubbing against his fingertips and palms.

A very light and low swallowing sound resounded in the quiet space.

Song Fang raised his eyes and stared at Pei Yijun's rolling Adam's apple, a little proud and malicious, "My brother is emotional."

Pei Yijun blushed like a tomato with shame.

He didn't know if he was too sensitive, or because the object was Song Fang, or both.Just kissing my own hand, a numb itching came up from the tailbone.

Pei Yijun struggled for his hand, but he didn't expect to break free easily, but the cold belt buckle was undone in the next second.

He pressed Song Fang's hand in panic.

Song Fang's eyes were dark, his breath was heavy, his voice was hoarse and bewitching, making people feel numb and itchy.

"The dormitory closes at 11:30, excluding the time on the road, there are still 15 minutes."

"Brother, you relax, I will make you comfortable."