The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Yanyan, you smell very strong." Xiao Su hugged the thin body in his arms, with a smile on his lips.

"Ah? I've taken a shower..." Zhaoyan was stunned, sniffed his arm in embarrassment, then picked up his T-shirt, sniffed the hem of his clothes, blushed in surprise and said to Xiao Su, "Yes What smell... sorry, I didn't smell..."

Xiao Su laughed lowly, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched Zhaoyan's neck: "I'm talking about here."

Zhaoyan immediately shrank his body sensitively, and smiled, "Itchy."

Xiao Su hugged him, lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against the other's soft skin, and finally stopped at his smooth gland, with an ambiguous low voice: "It's what you bleed out every time you are in love, Peach the taste of."

Zhaoyan lowered his eyes, wrapped his slender arms around Xiao Su's robust body, and acted inexplicably at a loss.

My heart, which was filled with joy and embarrassment, suddenly sank to the bottom.

He only fell in love once.

Just now.

In the next few months, Zhaoyan became more and more busy.

Xiao Su heard from him that he wanted to participate in a mathematics competition, and as long as he won the gold medal, Zhao Yan could graduate early and go to a top ten university in the ABO world.

Xiao Su didn't know the rules of studying here, but he saw that Zhaoyan's sleeping time gradually changed from one o'clock in the evening to 01:30, and he got up half an hour earlier in the morning than usual, sleeping less than five hours a day, eating and doing homework, even The place where the face was washed was covered with colorful little notes, on which were written a lot of strange formulas for reading while brushing teeth, Xiao Su was displeased by this.

I persuaded the other party several times to rest more, but Zhao Yan didn't listen.

this evening.

Xiao Su took the competition exercise set from his hand, and threw it aside unceremoniously.

"Is it necessary?" Xiao Su was annoyed. He frowned and looked at Zhao Yan's increasingly unhappy expression, "What needs you to fight so desperately? You don't even look at yourself now, half dead, walking dead."

Zhao Yan thought it was time, and with dark circles under his eyes, he raised his eyelids sleepily to look at the alarm clock, and said in surprise, "It's only eight o'clock..."

"Go to bed and rest." Xiao Su lifted him up from the seat and threw him directly onto the bed.

Zhaoyan struggled to get up, but he roughly pressed the other person's shoulder, emphasizing: "Sleep."

"I can't sleep..." Zhaoyan wanted to push Xiao Su's strong hand away, but he couldn't. He kicked his legs uncomfortably, "I'm not ready yet, I have a question that I haven't finished, I'll finish it first, and I will finish it tomorrow." Go to the exam..."

"Close your eyes!"

Zhaoyan's eyes turned red instantly from the sudden increase in the volume of the other party, the corners of his mouth showed a grievance, and transparent tears soon flowed down his face.

His thin body was trembling slightly on the bed, his legs were hanging down, he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, trying to hold back the tears, but he couldn't.

It was Xiao Su who killed him.

He can't take it.

Xiao Su was startled.

No matter how unhappy he was, he would not be willing to cry like this.

His attitude softened in an instant, Xiao Su bent down and took Zhao Yan into his arms, patted his back lightly, but couldn't say words of comfort.

As soon as Zhao Yan touched Xiao Su's arms, he immediately reached out and hugged him tightly.Burying his head into the other's chest, the sobbing continued.

"I want to hurry up and graduate..." Zhao Yan sobbed, "I can't wait..."

"Can't wait for anything." Xiao Su sighed, "I can give you whatever you want, don't be in a hurry, and don't have to make yourself so tired."

Zhaoyan clenched his clothes tightly, his voice trembling: "This stage of study has consumed a lot of my energy..."

"En." Xiao Su confirmed.

"I can't like you wholeheartedly, and I can't, I can't spend more time with you..." Zhaoyan cried, "I want to hurry up and end it...I want to be with you..."

After hearing the reason, Xiao Su's pupils gradually enlarged in the eye sockets.

He looked at Zhaoyan in shock, "Because of me?"

"I don't want to be raised by you anymore... I want to use my diploma from a higher education institution to find a better job. You treat me well, and I owe you a lot of money. I have to pay it back..."

Zhaoyan's tears soaked the cloth on Xiao Su's chest, the tears were hot, Xiao Su's heart tugged hard at this moment.

"Who asked you to return it." Xiao Su tightened his arms, lowered his head and kissed the hair on the top of his head, "It's just something made by the alchemist in Hanshan with stones, I'll take as much as you want. "

"That's yours, too."

Xiao Su patted him on the back: "Good boy, rest now, I'll be by your side all the time, I can wait as long as you want, don't worry."

"No." Zhaoyan raised his head slowly in his arms, his eyelashes were wet, "The exam is tomorrow, and I want to finish solving the unsolved questions."

"When did you finish solving it?" Xiao Su's spiritual power detected Zhaoyan's body at this moment, and then his hand landed on Zhaoyan's liver, poking this piece of skin into a depression, "It's in a very bad condition, Your body can't handle it."

Zhao Yan pursed his lower lip, knowing that Xiao Su was doing it for his own good, and bowed his head to make a concession: "Sleep after finishing writing, within an hour, it will definitely be over."

"Half an hour."

"I……"

"Time now." Xiao Su interrupted directly, and he carried Zhao Yan from the bed back to the chair, "If you don't sleep in half an hour, I will burn everything on your desk, including your books."

This kind of threat is too terrible, Zhao Yan dare not waste any more time.

He pulled himself together, spread out the draft and continued with the unfinished formula.

Xiao Su counted the seconds and waited.

After more than 20 minutes, Zhaoyan finally put down his pen.

He breathed a sigh of relief, got up and threw himself into Xiao Su's arms, and said in a relaxed way, "It's finished."

"En." Xiao Su raised his lips, and carried him from the ground to the bed.

Zhao Yan grabbed his neck, pouted and kissed Xiao Su's handsome face.

There was a sound of "Bo", but Xiao Su heard it.

Xiao Su couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, found his bright red lips and kissed him back.

As the institution of higher learning in the ABO world, Zhaoyan's school is the main venue for the competition.

In this way, travel and travel expenses are avoided.

After Zhaoyan got up, Xiao Su put the breakfast he had bought in front of him: "You look better today."

"My head is much clearer." Zhao Yan took a sip of his face and said with a smile, "I slept for almost ten hours."

Xiao Su ruffled his soft hair: "I'll take you there."

"No, people always gossip when they see us walking together." Zhao Yan shook his head, he was told that it doesn't matter, but Xiao Su is a god.

A god should not be judged by others because of his family affairs.

Zhaoyan will feel distressed.

He looked at Xiao Su with bright brown eyes: "I'll be back at noon, can I have the dumplings from the restaurant?"

"Yes." Xiao Su smiled lowly, "What else?"

Zhaoyan caught a glimpse of his smiling face and blushed in embarrassment: "There are more."

"what?"

"If you want, you encourage me." Zhaoyan took a big mouthful of noodles, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Xiao Su leaned over and planted a kiss on his food-filled little face, blessing: "Everything you want will come true."

Zhaoyan smiled happily and rolled his eyebrows.

The journey to school is not long, and it is not enough to calm down the nervous mood.

However, due to a lot of training and the calculation skills accumulated through hard work on weekdays, although the competition questions are difficult, Zhao Yan can respond to them.

There are no empty questions in the entire test paper, the steps are streamlined, the handwriting is correct, and the paper is neat.

As soon as the handing bell rang, Zhaoyan handed in the answer sheets in order, and hurried back with his schoolbag on his back.

I want to find Xiao Su.

Want to win a gold medal.

want to graduate.

As long as his study in the higher education institution is over, Xiao Su no longer needs to be afraid of delaying his study and suppress his feelings for him, Zhao Yan also has time to slowly repay Xiao Su's dedication.

"Zhao Yan!"

Zhaoyan's pace slowed down, as if he heard someone calling him.

He turned and looked back.

A familiar figure stepped out of the alley.

"Zhaoyan!" His father rushed up to Zhaoyan, his face was anxious, his back bent, "Is there any money?"