What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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It has been a week since school started at Nantah University.

At noon this day, Pei Yijun was going to buy a cup of milk tea before going to the laboratory.The milk tea shop on campus is doing very well, and they have to wait for nearly [-] numbers.

The big flower crape myrtle outside the store is in full bloom, and the oily green branches are bent by clusters of pink and purple pagoda-shaped flower clusters. Pei Yijun in white clothes and black trousers is standing under the gorgeous flower tree like an oil painting, reading with a book.

The bright sky shines through the dense branches and leaves, swaying back and forth on his head, face and shoulders like pieces of gold.Occasionally, when she blinked her eyes, Pei Yijun would squint her eyes slightly, her upper and lower eyelashes would be entangled together, and a layer of golden brown would hang on the corners of her eyes, making her look even more warm and jade-like.

After rejecting the third girl who blushed and asked for his contact information, Pei Yijun closed the book and walked into the milk tea shop to get milk tea.

Behind him were the whispers of two girls.

"There is no class in the first period in the afternoon, let's go to the playground to watch 'Flow'."

"All right."

The "flow" in the girls' mouths is Song Fang.

Of course, the interviews on the day of freshmen’s registration were not shown on TV, but some people with good intentions uploaded a small video secretly recorded to the irrigation area of ​​the Nantah University Forum. One stone caused a thousand waves, and more than 1000 floors were built in just one afternoon.

With the beginning of military training for freshmen, the forum is more lively than the Chinese New Year, and hot posts and new posts about Song Fang are constantly swiping the screen every day.Even if the photo is highly blurry, as long as Song Fang is on it, the building will definitely warn you.

Moreover, Song Fang is a local, and he came in with the No.3 score in the province's college entrance examination. His classmates in the same class, high school, junior high school, elementary school, and even kindergarten alumni are all insiders.

"Nancheng No. 720 Middle School is the king of school dominance", "a man with both good looks and talent", "a rich second generation who can score [-] points"... Song Fang became the king of forum traffic without peer.

Pei Yijun also heard about it.

He squeezed his mobile phone, looked at the last big dog emoji in the two people's chat records, and walked towards the playground with his feet as if he had his own opinion.

The playground is full of freshmen and instructors wearing military camouflage uniforms, which look like moving rapeseed fields from a distance.The weather in Nancheng these two days was no different from midsummer. Standing under the scorching sun for a while, the exposed hair and clothes were all hot.Looking closer, the freshmen were all tanned, their faces full of lovelessness.

Song Fang is tall and tall, standing in the first row of the phalanx, the first one, very eye-catching.

It didn't take much time, the instructor called for a break, and the wilting rapeseed coaxed them all to hide under the shade of the trees.

Song Fang took off his hat lazily, and scratched his hair back casually.The gray-blue short hair in the sun seems to have been filtered, making the boy with thick face look A and cool.

He walked slowly at the end, and his companion beside him said something, the corners of his lips raised, revealing a handsome and handsome smile.

Several girls not far in front of Pei Yijun immediately screamed softly.

"This junior is really handsome, I can, I'm really good!"

"That laugh makes me pregnant."

"If I want to make my debut with this look, what college should I go to?"

"Extreme son, I found the prototype of the heroine in Mary Su's novel."

"It's on top."

"Is the school grass going to change hands this year?"

"Ah, I love the gentle, gentle and gentle senior, and the naughty and A-cool guy, woo woo..."

"Me too."

"Sisters, I am really looking forward to the welcome party before the National Day."

The Orientation Party is an important cultural activity of Nantah University. In addition to performances by senior seniors and sisters, the most exciting thing is that the freshman representatives selected by anonymous votes will dance with one male and one female respectively. Everyone has the opportunity to dance with the most popular male Gods and goddesses dance together.

"I can guess who the best actor of the year is with the tip of my toes."

"Ah, ah, I really want to dance with him."

"I want, too."

"Add ID card."

Wang Yiming sat on the ground loudly and fanned himself with his hat, "Fuck, it's too fucking hot today."

Xie Lin: "No matter how hot it is, it's not as hot as our Boss Song."

Du Yuanhang also said: "That's right, thanks to Boss Song's blessing, I've attracted attention wherever I go these days. There are also a lot of sisters and sisters who want to talk to me on WeChat. I'm almost at the pinnacle of my life."

Wang Yiming said right away: "I used you as a springboard to ask Boss Song to call."

Du Yuanhang smiled and kicked at Wang Yiming, "That's okay, I'm happy to see that the contact in my phone is no longer Monk Temple."

Wang Yiming moved his buttocks to dodge, turned his head to look around, and kept talking, "It is said that military training is to look at a demon mirror, and those who are still fairies after fifteen days are real fairies. This is half of the training, let me see Look...huh?"

Song Fang, who was half-tilting his head and was thinking about something, was shaken vigorously by someone. He lowered his eyes impatiently, "Wang Yiming, what's wrong with you?"

"No, let it go, do you think that's Brother Pei? I'll look at it."

As soon as Wang Yiming finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blowing around him.I saw that he was as close as a brother and ran away quickly without looking back.

Du Yuanhang bumped into Wang Yiming's shoulder gossipingly, "What's the matter? Did you see a beautiful woman?"

Wang Yiming wiped the sweat that was about to fall into his eyes, "No, no, beautiful women can't make our Boss Song's heart beat. His vision is so high that Qu Xiang Xiang Tiange flies down three thousand feet. He has read it all since he was a child." Qian Fan, he’s still a boy when he comes back. I bet he won’t be able to fire his first shot before he’s 22!”

Du Yuanhang opened his eyes wide, "Impossible. If I had his face, I would have been thrown into trouble."

Song Fang trotted in front of Pei Yijun, his peach blossom eyes curled up beautifully, "Brother, why are you here? Did you come to see me?"

After several days of devastation, many people were hacked several degrees.Song Fang was an exception, his skin color was still cold and white, but his fair ears were flushed from the sun, his voice was a little hoarse, and his lips were dry.

Originally, Pei Yijun just wanted to take a look at it from a distance, but he didn't expect that his feet seemed to have taken root, and they were locked in place and would not move.

Until now was caught bag.

He is not very good at lying, let alone having such a pair of bright and clean eyes looking at him.

Pei Yijun had no choice but to admit dryly: "Yes."

Song Fang smiled.

Not that slouchy laugh.

He smiled softly and attentively.

There is a little Pei Yijun in the eyes as dark as the night.

Pei Yijun's heart was pounding, and he hastily lowered his eyelashes.

Song Fang licked his lips and lowered his voice, "Brother, I've been in the sun for a long time and I'm thirsty."

Pei Yijun kicked the gravel under his feet with the toe of his shoe, "Don't you have any water?"

"No money." Song Fang answered simply and frankly.

Pei Yijun finally raised his head, subconsciously raised the kumquat lemon tea in his hand, "This cup I..."

"Thank you." Song Dalai stretched out his hand, rubbing the back of Pei Yijun's hand with his long fingers, took it and lowered his head to bite on the straw.

Pei Yijun: "..."

He wanted to say that he had already drank the drink. Although he only took two sips, he had indeed drank it.

In fact, boys are not so particular about it. It is common for them to drink from the same water cup and others to help with unfinished food.

But is Song Fang and him a pure and ordinary friend relationship?

Song Fang was really thirsty. He thought the straw was slow to drink, so he lifted the lid of the plastic cup and looked up.The neck line was stretched and slender, and the knots unique to men rolled quickly with swallowing.

After taking the last sip, there were drops of water hanging on his lips, and he stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it off.

At this moment, several fragments of minor details popped up in Pei Yijun's mind.

A slightly ambiguous warm yellow light.

Veins twitched on Song Fang's forehead, and beads of scorching sweat rolled down and hit the corner of his lips impartially.

They keep kissing.

When you look at each other, you want to kiss, when you feel pain, you want to kiss, and when you feel comfortable, you want to kiss.

As if they needed a kiss to survive that night.

No one takes the initiative to be strong, and no one caters passively.

Both obeyed their instincts, addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Untiring and untiring.

Song Fang stared at Pei Yijun for a moment, watching his face getting redder and redder, fine beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his straight nose, and his chest rising and falling obviously.

Feeling the eyes from all directions gathered, Pei Yijun couldn't stand anymore, and hurriedly said: "You, you should practice hard, I, I, I have something else to do."

Without waiting for Song Fang's response, he turned and left.

The back view is eager to the naked eye, as if something is chasing after him.

Song Fang: "..."

Pei Yijun didn't go directly to the laboratory, but took a turn on the narrow path next to the old gymnasium.There are few people here, and the towering trees on both sides of the road have lush branches and leaves, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Leaning on the thick tree trunk, feeling the rough bark rubbing against his back, Pei Yijun raised his head and closed his eyes and gasped for breath, his schoolbag was wrapped around him to cover his body.

Shame.

He almost reacted on the spot.

It's also strange, since he knew he likes boys in junior high school, he has lived so many years with abstinence, without falling in love or dating P, why did he suddenly become like this.

Like a broken river dam, it was out of control.