His voice is sweeter than honey

After that, Yan Feng spent a wonderful and wonderful night...

It may be that the physical labor is too intense, or it may be that the previous night's review made him physically and mentally exhausted. Yan Feng slept like a dead pig. In a daze, he felt that someone picked him up and washed him clean , but he is really too tired, like a doll at the mercy of others.

After careful cleaning, Jing Haochen carefully put the sleeping cutie back on the bed.He propped his head with one hand, leaned on the bed, quietly looked at the face of the sleeping baby, couldn't help reaching out and pinching the little thing's soft cheeks.

The skin is delicate and soft, and a little kneading can't help but make the skin slightly red.

Jing Haochen gently caressed Yan Feng's pinched red spot, and couldn't put it down for him.

He pushed back the bangs on Yan Feng's forehead, and gently stamped a kiss on his small forehead.

"Now that I've caught you, I won't let you go."

he whispered.

……

Yan Feng slept well, and slept until dawn, turning over on his big|big body, with the quilt sandwiched between his very shapeless thighs.After waking up for a while, he closed his eyes and patted the side of the bed. The quilt was cool, and there was no one beside the pillow.

Damn, I got up without waiting for my young master to wake up.Yan Feng turned over angrily and returned to his seat.

As a result, the turning motion was too violent, and it hurt...

It seems that Brother Feng's waist is not very good.

There was a "crash" sound of cooking outside the half-closed door, and then a fragrant smell floated into Yan Feng's nose.

It turned out that he went to cook for himself. Thinking of this, Yan Feng not only stopped being angry, but also felt happy.

After fully waking up, Yan Feng remembered to check the time with his mobile phone.

Yesterday evening Zhou Jilin sent two WeChat messages asking about the situation, the first one: "Xiaofeng going home tonight?".It may be because I haven't received a reply for a long time. Two hours later at night, Zhou Jilin sent another message: "I wish you a good time."

It also comes with a meaningful emoji smirk.

Well, you, Brother Feng, are indeed very happy.Yan Feng casually replied with an emoji of crazy driving.

Putting down his phone, Yan Feng stood up with his waist supported. He was wearing Jing Haochen's large T-shirt, and his boyfriend's shirt was visually appealing. When he stood up, he just covered his round butt.

Jing Haochen saw Yan Feng come out of the bedroom, turned around to go to the coffee machine to make coffee, it seemed that he was quite satisfied with his boyfriend's attire.

"I went to the convenience store to buy you a toothbrush and towels just now." Jing Haochen put the prepared breakfast on the table, "Go wash up first and then eat."

"En." Yan Feng's voice was still hoarse, with a strong bubbly sound.He rubbed his eyes, he came here wearing invisibility yesterday, Yan Feng, who is half-blind with 200 degree myopia, washes his face and rinses his mouth in a daze, afraid of returning to the living room with the water on his face.

Jing Haochen was afraid that Yan Feng, who was not wearing trousers, would catch a cold, so he put a coat of his own on him, sat beside him and hugged his waist to accompany him to eat breakfast.

Yan Feng sighed and said, "How do you know I like steamed dumplings?"

"You finished the three steamed dumplings as soon as you came yesterday." Jing Haochen said while putting the brewed coffee in front of Yan Feng.

Yan Feng was very satisfied, eating each dumpling like a hamster.

Jing Haochen pinched Yan Feng restlessly, and asked with concern: "How is your health?"

"It's okay." Yan Feng replied, "I can barely go to class."

"Does it hurt?" As he said, the hand slowly moved down.

Yan Feng lifted his butt, put one leg under his buttocks, twisted his waist, and said, "A little bit."

"Should I give you some medicine?"

"..." Yan Feng imagined the scene of applying the medicine, feeling very ashamed and embarrassed, thinking that he could persist a little longer, and resolutely rejected the proposal.

"What time do you have class today?" Jing Haochen asked.

"1 o'clock in the afternoon." Yan Feng replied, finishing the last steamed dumpling.

A little, that's still a while.Jing Haochen pondered.

After Yan Feng finished his breakfast, he rinsed the bowls and chopsticks and put them in the dishwasher. As soon as he stood up, Jing Haochen pushed Yan Feng onto the workbench next to the stove, with his waist against the workbench On the edge, Jing Haochen pressed so tightly that Yan Feng couldn't stand up straight.

"I'll have class soon." Yan Feng frowned.

"Well, I know." Jing Haochen carried Yan Feng onto the workbench like a child...

……

After that, the happy time always passed quickly, and it was already 12:40.Yan Feng hurriedly ran to the bedroom to get dressed.

"I can't do it anymore, I'll be late!"

Jing Haochen tidied up the kitchen with endless enthusiasm.After Yan Feng finished packing, he took the car keys and sent him to class.

Yan Feng reckoned that Jing Haochen hadn't been to the laboratory seriously for two days, so he was embarrassed and didn't let him pick him up from get out of class in the afternoon.He sent Zhou Jilin a WeChat message, asking him to find a time to pick him up later.

It was very strange today. After Yan Feng entered the classroom, many people stared at his neck.During class, the professor also looked at Yan Feng and hesitated to speak.Yan Feng touched the back of his neck, not knowing why.

After class, Yan Feng found an empty classroom to write his graduation thesis, and Zhou Jilin came to pick him up after class.After Yan Feng got into the car, Zhou Jilin was about to say something, but suddenly he stared at Yan Feng's neck, writing all over his face: You city people really know how to play.

Yan Feng: "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Jilin clasped his fists together: "A night in spring is worth a thousand gold."

Yan Feng realized that something was wrong, put down the sun visor in front of the car and looked in the mirror. If he didn't see it, he didn't know if he looked at the society, the strawberries on his neck were strewn all over his neck...

No wonder Haochen looked at him and smiled without speaking when he went out!

Angrily, Yan Feng sent Jing Haochen a WeChat message: You need to explain my neck!

Jing Haochen quickly replied: Declare sovereignty.

Declare a fart, your name will not be written on the little strawberry!

……

After that, Yan Feng was not asked for contact information for a while, because his neck was never smooth and smooth.

Although Yan Feng has tried his best to cover it with high-necked clothes, every time he raises his head up, he can still show some of it.

Correspondingly, Yan Feng also wanted to repay this good comrade who is keen on growing strawberries. At first he succeeded, but after seeing the kid's tricks, Jing Haochen changed a few positions by relying on his height and strength, and pinched the front Looking at Yan Feng's small chin, Yan Feng looked at the white neck, and couldn't find a chance to speak...

……

After that, Zhou Jilin and his school spread the word, that college bully from the Department of Bioengineering, get off!one!La!

The men and women who admired him were all crying, and people kept asking on the Facebook page, who is the most beautiful and beautiful woman who can capture the heart of the university bully god?

The students and professors in the laboratory didn't know the specific situation, because Jing Haochen thought that the Chinese circles of the two schools still overlapped out of various considerations, and since Yan Feng didn't want to come out, he wouldn't make any bad plans. the behavior of.I just briefly introduced that his lover is a very cute person with a good-looking smile, who once brought him sunshine when his life was at its lowest.

There are different opinions on various news, but Jing Haochen seems to be a laboratory, classroom, home, three points and one line every day, and occasionally meets him in the supermarket. Every time he is with a photographer, it is said that the photographer is a rich man. The second generation gave him money and hired him as a model for the Queen's photo.

Yan Feng patted his phone on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "The more people spread, the more outrageous they are."

Jing Haochen found these rumors very interesting, "I think their ideas are very interesting, so how much money does Young Master Yan plan to use to support me?"

Yan Feng looked at Jing Haochen pitifully, holding the vocabulary book that had been spread out for two hours in his hand: "Then I'll give you the money so you don't have to memorize the vocabulary?"

"Back." Jing Haochen looked at Yan Feng gently, "I'm going to test you later."

"Oh!" Yan Feng shook his arms irritably, "It's too troublesome, I will recite it tomorrow! We should go to bed!"

Jing Haochen ordered Yan Feng's brand new vocabulary book: "Recite it quickly, you can only go to sleep after you finish it."

"I have class at eight o'clock tomorrow morning!" Yan Feng protested, "What time is it, you can't abuse students!"

For such a bad student who is difficult to learn and thinks about skipping classes every day, Teacher Jing is helpless, "You, memorize these words carefully, and you can memorize these words in an hour."

"That's you, I can't do it." Bad students, bad ones are confident.

"Then I'll test you," Jing Haochen pointed to the third word in this unit, "What does this mean?"

Yan Feng looked at this thing: "Essence?"

The teacher frowned: "No."

"Basically!" Yan Feng began to guess wildly.

The teacher shook his head: "No."

"That……"

Jing Haochen sighed, "Stop guessing, you didn't memorize it seriously. The phone is confiscated."

Yan Feng grabbed the mobile phone that was about to be taken away to prevent it from leaving him. He was still thinking about the meaning of this word. He didn't read a few words seriously today, and guessed all the Chinese words he saw just now. Over and over again, "I know, feel, feel!"

It really meant that, Jing Haochen looked at the guy who had guessed the answer: "What part of speech?"

Yan Feng despaired: "Why do you still have to ask the part of speech!"

Jing Haochen frowned and looked at Yan Feng, without saying a word.This expression resembles the despair of a helpless teacher looking at a student who doesn't like to learn.

Yan Feng bit the bullet and answered indiscriminately: "Name... noun?"

"wrong."

"adjective?"

"..."

Yan Feng shrank his neck and covered his face with the book, he couldn't stand his attitude towards study anymore.

It's not that Yan Feng doesn't want to learn, he also wants to transform himself into a good student praised by professors and students alike.But every time he picks up the vocabulary book, his hands become restless, the mobile phone seduces him for a while, and the computer calls him for a while.Every time he carefully organizes his notes, he feels that he has studied enough time, and it is a big improvement for him to be able to calm down and study for half an hour...

Jing Haochen stroked Yan Feng's little head, and said softly, "It's okay, I'll be with you."

Yan Feng muttered pitifully: "I can't learn..."

"If you memorize it seriously for a day or two, you will gradually find that it is not so difficult."

"Yeah." Yan Feng nodded pitifully, "I'll take it seriously."

"So good." Jing Haochen pressed Yan Feng's small head, brushed the hair from his forehead, and kissed his forehead.

Yan Feng pointed to his mouth: "I want it here too."

"If you recite five, I will reward you, how about that?"

Yan Feng licked his lips, and when there was a reward, his desire to memorize words was suddenly aroused.