What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Pei Yijun and Song Fang finally left the empty classroom.

Song Fang was carrying the computer bag, "What's for lunch?"

"Do you eat offal? The Sichuan restaurant we ate last time had a signature dish of stir-fried liver and waist, which was not fishy at all."

Song Fang nodded, "Eat. Brother, I will eat more kidneys in a while to replenish my body."

Even if it is Xiao 0, Pei Yijun is also a man, how can he be questioned?He glared at Song Fang, "You should eat more yourself."

"That's for sure." Song Fang approached and whispered in his ear, "For brother's happiness."

Pei Yijun: "..."

In terms of thick skin, he is really no match for children, so he can only speed up his pace and walk forward.

Song Fang smiled and chased after him.

The two walked out of the teaching building one after the other, and a person turned out behind the tall green plants at the door.

Han Xiao has slender eyebrows and eyes, and against the backdrop of the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looks gentle and even a little dull.

He always wears a black watch on his left wrist.

Half of the shallow scars were exposed on the pale skin, because there were only pale and light-colored marks after a long time.

While waiting for the food, Pei Yijun's phone on the table vibrated.

[Han Xiao: I'm actually quite interested in the high-energy physics I talked about with Mr. Pei this morning.In the future, I will ask Teacher Pei for more advice. 】

[Pei Yijun: I can't talk about advice.High-energy physics and nuclear physics are indeed very close in universities, but very limited.Personally, the deeper I go, the more I find that high-energy physics is a completely new field. 】

[Pei Yijun: If you are interested, I can recommend a few books. 】

While eating, Song Fang listened to Pei Yijun's cell phone ringing endlessly.He has very good eyesight, and when he glanced away from the corner of his eye, he saw that the person he was chatting with was a Q-version profile picture of a boy wearing glasses, who was somewhat similar to Han Xiao.

[Han Xiao: Teacher Pei, today is Tuesday, and there is roast duck in the cafeteria tonight, do you want me to make a copy for you? 】

Roast duck in a stuffy oven is one of the unique secret techniques of the central canteen.The skin of the duck is roasted so that it is oily and crispy, and the inside is plump and delicious. It is served with the thin lotus leaf cake, sweet roast duck sauce, and cucumber strips and scallions that clear the mouth. It is simply delicious.

And the price is not expensive, only seven yuan for three pieces.

It is a delicacy widely loved by teachers and students.

Because the demand is too high and the roast duck is very troublesome, it is only sold on Tuesday nights every week, and there are limited quantities, so you can imagine how hard it is to buy.

Pei Yijun also likes to eat roast duck, but he hasn't bothered a student who has been on WeChat for less than a day to buy it for him.

He politely declined.

Putting down the phone, Pei Yijun raised his eyes, and saw the kid on the opposite side holding the bowl and trying to pick up the rice, but the food in front of him didn't move.

Isn't it delicious?

He tasted it.

The tender internal organs are mixed with the unique aroma of stir-frying on high heat, without any fishy visceral smell.

It's delicious.

He scooped up a spoonful of vegetables and handed them into Song Fang's bowl.

Song Fang paused, and continued to grill the rice, but still did not move the food.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Pei Yijun reached out and touched Song Fang's forehead.

warm.

Pei Yijun was worried, and lowered his hand to touch Song Fang's cheek, but was avoided.

"I'm fine."

Seeing his sullen look with drooping eyelids, Pei Yijun asked concerned: "Are you sleepy? After dinner, go home and take a nap."

Song Fang felt that he was stingy enough, he didn't want to see any contact between Pei Yijun and Han Xiao, but Han Xiao hadn't done anything so far in this life.

Besides, what kind of temper did he have with Pei Yijun? !

The more I think about it, the more ashamed I panic.

"Yeah." Song Fang slid down the steps, pulled all the vegetables from Pei Yijun into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, "It's delicious."

Pei Yijun laughed.

It's really a child, sometimes it's sunny and sometimes it's cloudy.

The store put a small wooden tray on the bar at the entrance, which contained hard fruit candies wrapped in various colorful and green candy papers.

Pei Yijun stopped and picked and picked two kinds.

The door was closed with a "bang", and the next second, Pei Yijun was pressed against the cold door, and kissed heavily.

Breathing heavily, Pei Yijun tasted the mango candy in Song Fang's mouth.

The dust factor in the air drags and lingers in the panting sound, like candied syrup.

sweet.

The three buttons of the white shirt were all undone, revealing the bruise marks that had not yet disappeared.The force of being bitten on the shoulder became heavier and heavier, Pei Yijun shuddered, and couldn't help biting the tip of Song Fang's ear.

Song Fang's whole body was tense, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his skin, like iron wrapped in velvet.

He backed away some distance.

Pei Yijun, who stood on the podium an hour ago with his shirt collar restrained to the top, closed his eyes slightly, the tails of his eyes were abnormally red, his clothes were hanging loosely on his body, most of the hem was outside his belt.

There is a seductive sense of obscenity.

The tulle curtains were rattled by the wind, and one hand fell powerlessly on the pillow, and the curled finger bones trembled.

"Hmm... soft hands." Pei Yijun's voice was no longer clear and clear, with a low hoarse sandy quality.The slightly swollen lips are breathing like a fish out of water.

A slender and powerful hand reached out and scratched back the wet hair stuck to his forehead.

Song Fang posted it, and rubbed his nose against Pei Yijun's thin earlobe, "I'm sore after a while, I have to practice."

Pei Yijun kicked behind the quilt.

is it for a while?

First the left hand, then the right hand and the last two hands.

Fortunately, there is no class in the afternoon.

Execution is super strong. Except for occasional illness or nap, Pei Yijun will never waste time in bed during the day and let himself go. Like all other lovers, he relaxes and curls up intimately with his beloved under the quilt. Time ticks by with the sound of your heartbeat.

They seem to have endless things to talk about, from the embarrassing things they did when they were young to the stupid things they did when they were in school...

"Actually, the first time you came to my house, when my dad was talking to you in the living room, I quietly hid upstairs. As I said, I was amazed when I first saw you. How could there be Such a good-looking boy?"

"At that time, I was young, and I was raised by everyone, and my journey went smoothly, so I know you are very good, but I just don't want to call you little brother Pei, or little teacher Pei. Isn't it naive?"

"Then how did you find out that you like me?" Pei Yijun raised his head and asked curiously.

"Really want to know?"

"Ah."

"Is that what you want to hear?"

"Uh-huh."

The more Song Fang tried to keep things secret, the more Pei Yijun wanted to know.

"Then give me a kiss." Song Fang bit his lips and smiled lazily.

"Chirp..." Pei Yijun quickly pecked him.

Song Fang was satisfied, "Listen to me, don't be angry."

"Hmm."

Only then did Song Fang slowly say: "The first time I had that dream, I wasn't imagining a female star, nor was it a stranger with a blurry face. It was you! You were lying on a white sheet, looking up like a swan The neck of her neck, the tails of her eyes were bright red, and she called my name tremblingly. We kissed without any scruples, touched without any barriers, sweat dripping and breathing hot..."

Pei Yijun: "..."

He quickly covered Song Fang's mouth, preventing him from continuing.

Song Da laughed and licked Pei Yijun's palm like a cat, "You asked me to say it. And every word I said is the truth, there is no fabrication."

Pei Yijun has never been sure, what is it that this kid who is seven years younger than him used to capture his heart, it seems that he did nothing, and it seems that every moment is a moment of heartbeat.

he likes.

I like Song Fang who is innocent, bold and brave.

Song Fang likes to express the unspeakable love and hope that others can't tell.

I like Song Fang who is so lazy and wasting time together.

Pei Yijun hugged Song Fang.

Feeling the unusual force, Song Fang was startled, and wanted to step back to have a look, but was hugged tightly by Pei Yijun, his fingers were deeply sunken into the skin.

"Song Fang."

"Song Fang."

Pei Yijun muttered the name, his heart burning hot.

"Song Fang, I love you."

Song Fang was a little dazed.

He didn't just like Pei Yijun.

But he dared not say "love" to Pei Yijun because he was so angry.

Afraid of scaring people away.

He imagined countless times that at a certain moment in the future, he solemnly said the three precious words.

did not expect.

It was Pei Yijun who spoke first.

Today, it has been less than a month since they confirmed their relationship.

ecstasy.

The next second was doubt again.

"Is...really?" Song Fang couldn't help asking.

Pei Yijun: "..."

He thought Song Fang would respond enthusiastically.

But only to doubt.

He couldn't laugh or cry, "Song Fang, I won't joke about this kind of thing. I don't just like you, I love you!"

Pei Yijun bit the last three words very hard.

Song Fang suddenly giggled contentedly, then lifted the quilt from the bed, picked up Princess Pei Yijun and circled around.

Pei Yijun rubbed the tip of his nose against the throbbing pulsation of his neck, feeling the lava-like agitation under the skin.

My heart was so warm.

The NTU Forum Irrigation Area is as lively and active as New Year’s Eve. The eight-year golden signboard of the entire school is now serving as the “famous grass has its own owner”!

Howling.

"Mom, I'm Broken in Love", "Crying!Pei Song CP be today", "Is Pei Song married today, no, they be"... By dinner time, posts with such titles filled the front page.

— Bad news!My house collapsed today, and I didn’t hear that PYJ had a girlfriend. It’s so sad.

——Ah, it’s really too uncomfortable!Although the time to enter the pit is very short, it is too high

——Ditto above, I will never kowtow against real people again

——It’s really the shortest CP I’ve ever knocked

——Blessings, PYJ is already 25, it’s normal to fall in love, sometimes I worry that holding it in for too long will affect my health

——This... something is wrong upstairs

——The neighbor is trying to guess who PYJ's girlfriend is, in my heart no one can replace SF

——Pei Songzhong's loyal CP fan said that I am dead

——I'm dead too, I don't want to eat dinner

——Some unhappy things happened today, I clicked on the forum and wanted to drink CP for a while to replenish sugar, but I didn’t expect ice water topping

——I don't care, I don't care, no woman can interfere with Pei Song, they are SZD! SZD! ! SZD! ! !

——Sisters, don’t get excited, let’s be sad, you don’t need to wish, but Pei Song is not a star or a paper person, don’t press your head, especially when PYJ clearly stated that he already has a girlfriend.Knocking on CP is just YY, it doesn't mean that they really have to be a couple, no matter what our wishes are, they will eventually have their own happiness.bless!

——Upstairs is sensible, blessings

--bless

——crying and blessing

——Stop knocking, forget it, post it

——Why are you so pessimistic?Today my roommate was at the scene, and PYJ's original words were that I already have someone I like.He didn't say clearly that he was a girlfriend, everyone, although it's too literal, but everyone should pay attention to this point.

- I hesitated, I came back

——Also, today PYJ spoke for the first day, and SF went to listen in. If you say they have nothing, I don’t believe it anyway

—— y1s1, I don't knock CP, I met a real person at lunch today.The two of them didn’t communicate much in the first half, but after they were eating, PYJ reached out to touch SF’s forehead, and gave him some food. SF was as docile as a lion cub, and when he left, he took the initiative to carry PYJ’s computer bag

Boys' dormitory building 18, Room 501, Han Xiao threw his phone on the table, and there was a muffled sound, and the screen said "Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive again", "Fuck, it's so sweet, I can still knock" .

He opened the sketchbook, and there were several completed paintings in it.

Without exception, they are all Pei Yijun.Or sit or stand, or face or profile.

After sitting still for a long time, Han Xiao took out a pencil from the pen holder and took out a pencil sharpener.

There was a regular "chacha" sound for a while, and he stopped slowly.

The sharp blade that shone coldly suddenly moved down and slid across the left wrist quickly.

There are several deep and shallow scars on the pale skin, some of which have turned pale over time, and some are still pink and flesh-colored.

Scarlet hot blood flowed from the wound, and a drop happened to fall on the lips of the figure in the painting.

blur open.

Like a blooming blood-colored rose, it tempts people to break it off and embrace it into their flesh and blood.

Even knowing that the sharp spines of the stems and leaves will penetrate the arteries.