What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Every school season, each club has a heavy task of recruiting new students.Song Fang is not interested in anything, but Wang Yiming is eliminated by the basketball club audition, and he is depressed every day like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.Usually, the two of them hurt each other with poisonous mouths, but they are brothers for more than ten years.

When Qiu Zhe, the president of the basketball club, came to find Song Fang in person, he thought about it and suggested that Wang Yiming must be brought with him when he joins the club.

The basketball club has a first team and a second team. The new players are all trained in the second team first, and the outstanding players can be promoted to the first team as substitutes.Song Fang's height is here, and Qiu Zhe has also seen his performance when playing basketball in physical education class, which is very eye-catching.

Buy one get one free, or bring an oil bottle, as far as Song Fang's face, popularity, and skills are concerned, this wave is definitely not a loss.

Qiu Zhe readily agreed.

The club has activities three times a week. As long as he is not in the laboratory and cannot get out, Pei Yijun will find time to go to the basketball court to watch, even if it may only be 10 or 10 minutes.

Who doesn't love tall, vigorous and youthful boys running around the field and releasing hormones, and the basketball team of Nanjing University is one of the best traditional teams among the [-] university teams in the three neighboring provinces.

Therefore, even if there is no game, there are many people watching every basketball club activity, including girls who have deliberately dressed up, and even art students who are sketching with brushes and pads.

Pei Yijun arrived a bit late today, Song Fang and the others were divided into two groups to play a match, he found a corner to sit down.

All the players on the court are tall and strong, but Pei Yijun can only see Song Fang in his eyes.

His little boyfriend is really handsome.

Most of the time, Song Fang looks like a fool, and even his expression is cool.Because of this, when he lowers his body, dribbles and shoots with a sharp attack and everything under control, the strong possessiveness and desire to win he shows become extremely attractive, and the defenders on the opposite side can't defend alone.

Three-step layup, score!

After receiving a pass from a teammate, the big windmill dunked with one arm and scored!

Steals, turns around and jumps outside the three-point line, scoring!

Pei Yijun looked handsome.He felt that he could watch Song Fang like this for a day.

On the other side were two regular players and a substitute from the first team. Girls screamed from time to time in the auditorium, and someone called Song Fang's name, which made them feel a little ashamed.

One of the official players named Lu Renbin played fiercely and ruthlessly, but no matter how ruthless he was, he couldn't be as ruthless as a real little wolf cub.

Song Fang used his brain to play, his real and fake moves, and his good physical fitness, so that Lu Renbin could neither prevent his offense nor break his defense.After becoming more impatient, he even made mistakes in passing and controlling the ball.

Although the match ended with Song Fang's second team narrowly losing by one point, Lu Renbin and the others looked rather ugly.

At the gate of the basketball court, Wang Yiming walked out cursingly with half-wet hair, "Song Fang, there is a ghost chasing you or something, do you know how important hairstyle is to a handsome boy?"

Song Fang walked quickly, "A real handsome guy is handsome even if he shaves his head. You are just an ugly person who makes trouble."

Wang Yiming was so angry that he screamed and threw himself on Song Fang.

Hearing the noise, Pei Yijun closed the book in his hand and raised his head, bending his eyes.

"Brother Pei." Wang Yiming half hung on Song Fang's body and waved at him, "What a coincidence, let's have dinner together later, I'll treat you."

Song Fang pulled Wang Yiming away, walked up to Pei Yijun, and took his schoolbag naturally, "Eating steak today will make him bleed."

Because he joined the basketball club, Wang Yiming was satisfied, and put down his words to take care of Song Fang's food for a month.

Pei Yijun nodded with a smile.

Wang Yiming scratched his head, he found that Brother Pei laughed a lot more than he did two years ago.

The three of them didn't take a few steps before they were stopped by a cute little girl carrying an easel.

"Well, classmate Song Fang, can I ask you a question?"

Song Fang's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the blushing girl and responded.

Wang Yiming murmured in his heart, "This girl is going to be sad in the Pacific Ocean today."

The girl's eyes sparkled, "It's like this, I'm from the art department. Some other students asked me to draw a painting of you and Senior Pei. This involves money transactions, so I must ask for your consent in advance. If you If you don't agree, I will reject it."

Song Fang didn't speak, but looked at Pei Yijun questioningly.

Pei Yijun knew that the students of the art department would take up this matter in private, but he didn't expect that one day someone would pay to paint him and Song Fang? !

"What exactly do you want to draw?"

Feeling that there is a door, the girl's voice became excited, "Song Fang is dunking, and you are sitting in the audience behind. It's very serious!"

Pei Yijun: "..."

If there were no four superfluous words at the end, he definitely wouldn't think about it.

Pei Yijun looked at Song Fang, who smiled at him: "You decide, I don't care."

Most of the students who can study fine arts are from well-to-do families, but there are also those who are extremely talented but from ordinary families.The backpack on the girl in front of me is worn out with white edges, and the brand of the white sneakers cannot be seen, so it should not exceed 100 yuan.

"It can be drawn, but it must be sent to us for a look before it is published, and it cannot be used for commercial use or altered." Pei Yijun said.

"No problem." The girl nodded happily, "Thank you, then I'll add you on WeChat for easy contact."

When the girl walked away, Wang Yiming was amazed and said: "When she just asked the first sentence, my mother thought she was going to confess her love to Boss Song. What are these little girls thinking every day? Spending money Looking for a painter to draw the two of you? What are you drawing? I finally understand a little bit. The fans are crazy."

Pei Yijun: "I don't understand either."

Wang Yiming: "However, are you two okay? Both of you are interested, and you also agree with cp fans to draw fanart. You don't know the brain power of these little girls, do you?"

Song Fang didn't bother to explain, he wanted to see when Wang Yiming's pig brain would open up.He flashed his fists bluntly, "Shut up."

Wang Yiming shut up.

Three people ate a steak buffet, 88 yuan per person. In addition to steak, there are also hot dishes, barbecue, and hot pot.Good quality and cheap food, and there are quite a lot of people.

Wang Yiming is based on the idea of ​​leaning in and out of the wall to teach the boss a good lesson. After ordering the steak, he buzzes like a busy bee between the food pick-up area and the seats.

Pei Yijun didn't have much appetite, so he took a plate of fried food and seafood and sat down to peel the shrimp quietly.

Song Fang came back with a casserole of steaming seafood noodles, "Didn't you feel sick to your stomach yesterday? Have some hot noodle soup first."

Pei Yijun gave a "hmm" and fed the peeled Jiwei shrimp to Song Fang's mouth.

Song Fang smiled and bit his fingertips and ate it in one bite.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar "Teacher Pei" came out from behind.

Pei Yijun looked sideways, it was Han Xiao.

Feeling Song Fang's rapidly collapsed face, it was a little inexplicable.

It's obviously a relationship with strangers who can't be broken, Song Fang seems to dislike Han Xiao very much.

He nodded politely, "Are you coming to eat too?"

Han Xiao never left Pei Yijun's eyes, "Yes, my roommate said that this newly opened steak buffet is delicious and affordable. Let's eat together today."

Pei Yijun said: "So do we."

Han Xiao glanced at the restaurant that was full, and the clerk had already begun to give numbers to the people in line, and asked, "Otherwise, let's share a table, and my roommate and I will be the three of us."

Pei Yijun sat in a booth, which could fit six people.But from the corner of the eye, the kid's face became even more stinky, and the capitalized "don't" was almost ready to come out.

Like a lion cub with fried fur.

He was amused by his own metaphor, Han Xiao's face brightened, and he wanted to sit down with his hands on the leather backrest, "If you don't mind, I'll..."

"Sorry, we have something to talk about, it's inconvenient."

Pei Yijun's cold words interrupted Han Xiao.

Song Fang's collapsed face instantly rejuvenated.

He swapped the steak he had cut with Pei Yijun's, and said briskly, "Brother, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

After finishing speaking, he looked up lazily at Han Xiao who was standing still, "Student, can you go back to your seat? I can't eat you standing here."

Han Xiao pursed his lips and finally left.

Pei Yijun picked up a piece of beef, "You knew him before?"

Song Fang shook his head.

"Why do I feel that you don't want to see him a little bit?"

"No way, I don't know him at all, so how can I be prejudiced against him. I just think he's a little blind."

Pei Yijun didn't ask any more questions, took a bite of the beef, chewed it twice, "Well, this mushroom sauce is delicious."

"Really? I'll try it."

Wang Yiming, who came back with three plates of Jiwei shrimp, happened to see this scene.

Hiss, something is wrong.

Song Fang has no cleanliness, but he doesn't like sharing private things with others.No one else can sit on his bed, no one can drink his water glass, no one can use his towel.

This other person even includes his brother Song Hanbai.

Now, Song Fang is eating the steak on Pei Yijun's fork without any grudges.

Not right. Not right.

What's wrong?

Unable to figure it out, Wang Yiming decided to eat first to refresh his mind.

There were three people tonight, Song Fang abandoned Wang Yiming grandly and sat next to Pei Yijun.Not honestly harassing her boyfriend from time to time.

For a while, he hooked his little hands under the table, for a while, he stuck to his knees, and for a while, he simply put his hands on Pei Yijun's lap.

Seeing Pei Yijun pampering him without temper, he became more daring, and slowly slid his hand to the heel of his leg to scratch.

Pei Yijun seemed to have turned on some switch, his face turned red, and his straight back instantly softened.

He quickly moved aside, stared at Song Fang with a smirk on his face, and stretched out his hand to pinch his lower back.

Song Fang let out a long hiss.

Wang Yiming looked over after finishing two steaks, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I bit my tongue."

Wang Yiming: "..." Why are you laughing when you bit your tongue?

Today is Sunday and there is no evening self-study. After dinner, Song Fang found an excuse to dismiss Wang Yiming, and followed Pei Yijun home like a little tail.

As soon as he entered the house, he stretched out his long arms and pressed the person tightly against his chest, smelling the familiar scent of Pei Yijun like a big dog.

"Brother, you smell good."

Pei Yijun laughed, "What do I smell like?"

"It's the smell of Pei Yijun."

Pei Yijun suddenly remembered the strange feeling of pinching Song Fang's back just now, pushed the little wolf dog away, lifted his jacket, and was about to take off his pants with the other hand.

Song Fang covered it quickly, "Brother, brother, I've had a hard time today..."

Pei Yijun's eyelids were strained and expressionless, "Let go."

Song Fang didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and slowly let go, Ren Pei Yijun pulled down his trousers, revealing a piece of gauze soaked with tissue fluid.

"Are you injured? How did you do it?" Pei Yijun panicked for a moment, his voice trembling at the end.

"No injury." Song Fang quickly explained: "It's a tattoo."

Now that he had been discovered, Song Fang no longer covered up, untied the belt openly, and uncovered the gauze.

Three bold letters, each two inches in size.

PYJ.

Tattoos must be pierced into the skin with a tattoo gun to penetrate the color and leave an indelible mark.

Looking at the initials of your own name engraved on your lover's body, it is false not to be moved or satisfied.

Song Fang's tattoo seems to be recovering quite well, except for not much tissue fluid oozing out, the surrounding skin is not red and swollen.

But what a pain.

Pei Yijun's heart ached to death, and his fingertips gently slid across the hollow of the boy's waist.

Song Fang shivered.

"It hurts?"

"Brother, it will take Shi Geng again."

Why did he become so undeserved, Pei Yijun straightened up, "Aren't you stupid, the tattoos are so big!"

Song Fang looked at him and smiled, "Do you like it?"

The tattoo artist also said that the smaller the tattoo, the more painful the position.But thinking of Pei Yijun, Song Xin felt hot inside.He doesn't even need anesthesia, because it may affect the effect.

Pei Yijun sniffled and nodded, "I like it."

"Do you really like it?"

"Yes, I really like it."

I like Song Fang to smell him, take his body temperature, and engrave his name.

"That's worth it." Song Dalai was ready to put on the belt.

The back of the hand was pressed lightly.

Pei Yijun bent sideways, and opened the clothes with soft fingertips.

"Huh...huh..."

"I'll blow it for you, it won't hurt anymore."