Young master, he is not hated by everyone

We haven't seen each other for several days, and Wang Shuo is more anxious than Song Ning thinks.

The bathroom space was small, and it was extremely crowded when two grown men squeezed together, and the water flow from the shower was not too high, but fortunately, the weather was getting warmer and it was not as cold as in winter.

In winter, Wang Shuo would never take Song Ning to take a bath together, because he was afraid that he would catch a cold.

Most of the water flowed on Song Ning's body. He hadn't been in love for a long time. When Wang Shuo teased him casually, his body became limp and his face turned red.

The already soft voice seemed to be turning into water at this time, accompanied by heavy breathing and begging for mercy.

[Omitted]

Song Ning couldn't bear to disarm and surrender first, but Wang Shuo was still in good spirits, it was too early to see that posture.

Song Ning couldn't even stand still, the end of his eyes turned a beautiful red from physical tears, his voice was sweet and greasy, just as obedient as himself.

"Brother...don't be here..."

In this regard, Wang Shuo has always been the leader. Whether the other party listens or not depends entirely on his mood at the time.

"Don't you like it?" Wang Shuo kissed his ear and asked him in a low voice.

Song Ning shook his head in confusion, and said in a crying voice, "I don't want to be here anymore."

He knew that Wang Shuo loved him, and he rarely ignored his own feelings. The tiles in the bathroom were too cold, although he was not so delicate, but Song Ning still didn't like it.

The physical exhaustion is too great. Judging from Wang Shuo's current situation, it will be difficult to end in two or three hours.

"OK?"

Song Ning turned around and looked at him with watery eyes.

Wang Shuo couldn't bear his eyes, so he kissed him very hard, "You know how to act like a baby."

He turned off the shower, pulled Song Ning out of the bathroom, and carefully wiped Song Ning's hair and body with a towel.

Song Ning didn't even need to raise his hand, Wang Shuo could take good care of him.

Because he was afraid that he would get sick and didn't want to change the sheets in the middle of the night, Wang Shuo took out a hair dryer to dry both of their hair.

Song Ning closed his eyes, the warm wind cooperating with his lover's fingers, shuttled through the scalp and hair, he was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

Standing in front of him with his bare upper body, Wang Shuo still stood upright, reminding Song Ning brightly.

"I'm sleepy..." Song Ning swallowed dryly.

Wang Shuo hummed, and carried him to bed with his hair blown, and he didn't have to go and throw the used towels and bath towels into the washing machine for a while.

After returning, Song Ning had already rolled up the quilt and was going to sleep.

"Ning Ning." Wang Shuo called him.

Song Ning wasn't asleep yet, but didn't respond.

He thought that Wang Shuo would let him go, but the fact was the opposite.

Wang Shuo turned off the light and lay down under the quilt, and stuck it up again.

Song Ning thought that he had given up and wanted to hug her to sleep, but who would have thought that Wang Shuo would actually wrap his arms around his waist and bring him around her.

[Omitted]

"Still pretending to be asleep?" Wang Shuo bit his ear lightly.

The moderate strength didn't make Song Ning feel pain, but it aggravated the sensitivity of the body.

"I have class tomorrow, come back during the holiday, okay?"

Song Ning didn't know what was wrong with him, and it was rare for him to be so unreasonable in the past.

As a result, Wang Shuo directly refused, "Baby, we haven't seen each other for three days, don't you miss me at all?"

Miss too much.

Wang Shuo thought about Song Ning every night, both of them were busy and tired, and he didn't want to, but when he got home, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The old bed creaked, especially in the quiet of the night.

"Think, miss you." Song Ning was a little out of breath.

This answer seemed to satisfy Wang Shuo, but the next second he broke Song Ning's leg.

It's not that the two of them have tried this position before, but it is obviously more difficult to cover the quilt.

Song Ning was dazed in the bathroom just now, when he came out just now, he glanced at the time, he took a shower for almost an hour.

I studied at night at nine o'clock, went to eat coconut chicken, and it was eleven o'clock when I came back. After a lot of tossing, it is now past midnight.

The physical strength was exhausted, and everyone was so sleepy that they couldn't keep their eyes open.

"I don't want it anymore..."

After Song Ning finished speaking, Wang Shuo stopped.

Originally Song Ning had his back facing him, but now he was lying flat on his back.

Song Ning was afraid of the dark, so Wang Shuo bought a small lamp, and the faint light at the head of the bed reflected his face above him.

Wang Shuo kissed the tip of his nose and asked him softly, "Are you going to let me sleep like this?"

This voice is very bewitching, like a siren singing a song in the sea, tempting the sailors on the ship, and dragging people into the sea just for the moment when the other party probes.

Song Ning really fell silent, blinking his eyes, as if thinking.

Wang Shuo deliberately sighed, and rubbed Song Ning's head, "Then you go to sleep, I'll take a bath again."

His bath is a cold shower, Song Ning knows.

Because I have to go to class, sometimes when I sleep together at night, it is inevitable that I will accidentally shoot the gun, but Wang Shuo will get up in the middle of the night to take a cold shower considering that he does not have enough rest.

When Song Ning found out later, her heart ached terribly.

Wang Shuo said this on purpose now, and Song Ning really grabbed his arm in the next second, and said in a soft voice, "Then, hurry up, okay? I'll listen to whatever you want during the holidays." Yours, okay?"

To die, simply to die.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Shuo's blood boiled even more.

He lifted the quilt, took out the remote control in the bedside table, and turned on the hot air at such a time.

[Omitted]

After everything was over, Song Ning had lost consciousness, Wang Shuo kissed him affectionately, and because of too much physical exertion, he fell asleep in his arms.

Both of them were too tired, and the next morning, the alarm clock was like a decoration.

Wang Shuo didn't wake up, and neither did Song Ning.

In the end, she was woken up by several phone calls from Chu Qing.

Song Ning's mobile phone was placed in her schoolbag, and the ringing kept ringing, Song Ning opened her eyes wearily.

Wang Shuo held him tightly in his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around him.

Song Ning pushed him and muttered in a hoarse voice, "The phone is ringing."

Wang Shuo opened his eyes, his brows were also furrowed, as if he hadn't slept enough.

He got out of bed with bare feet, looking for the source of the sound, Song Ning also rubbed his eyes, and asked dully, "What time is it?"

Wang Shuo opened his schoolbag, took out the mobile phone inside, glanced at the caller, and answered it directly.

"Song Ning?! Where are you?! Why didn't you come to class?! Are you sick?!" Chu Qing was making a noise like a loudspeaker, and a bunch of questions were like falling beans.

At this time, Song Ning also took Wang Shuo's mobile phone by the bedside and pressed it to check the time.

After the last construction site was over, Wang Shuo finally replaced his old mobile phone, but the wallpaper was still a photo of Song Ning and Song Xiaoshuo.

——10:00

Song Ning watched the time and sat up in shock.

The range of motion was too large, which affected his sore waist and legs, and made him hiss uncontrollably.

Wang Shuo looked back at Song Ning in a panic, and after seeing that he was fine, he said to Chu Qing on the other end of the phone, "It's me."

The lazy and deep man's voice made Chu Qing stunned for two seconds.

Then he said: "Damn! Where's my Song Ning?! Why didn't he come to class? What did you do to him?!"

After Chu Qing finished speaking, she unconsciously lowered her voice, "Aren't you...you beast..."

Wang Shuo walked to the bed and handed the phone to Song Ning, "It's Chu Qing."

Song Ning answered the phone, "Hello."

"Song Ning! Why are you absent from class? Just now the teacher asked me what's wrong with you? He called you, but you didn't answer, and even called your parents."

Song Ning: "..."

His eyes widened, and there were only two words in his mind, it was over.

Last night, I was so messed up that I couldn’t get out of bed. I missed class and called my parents. How can I explain this to my parents...

Wang Shuo didn't know what Chu Qing said, he only thought about Song Ning's discomfort when he got up just now, so he reached out to rub his waist.

I was too tired last night, so I didn't give Song Ning a proper check-up at the end.

He remembered that there should be no injuries, but he was not sure, so he planned to check it now.

As a result, Song Ning just stretched out his hand, and Song Ning, who had always been obedient, patted himself with a paw like an angry cat.

Snapped--

Wang Shuo was stunned, but Song Ning glared at himself angrily, then leaned over with his uncomfortable body, and said to Chu Qing on the other end of the phone, "I'm a little uncomfortable, so I slept this morning. Turn your head, I will call the teacher to explain later."

After he said this, Chu Qing believed it, "Oh, that's good, is your health okay? Then you will come this afternoon?"

Song Ning was thin-skinned, and lying made him blush, and he responded with difficulty, "Yes, I'm coming."

"Okay, the teacher left the papers to be done in the morning with me, and I'll give them to you when I come in the afternoon."

"Okay, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Shuobaba looked at him and called out in a low voice, "Ningning."

Song Ning ignored him and opened the missed call. In addition to the six calls made by Chu Qing, the teacher of the sprint class also called two, and his mother called two.

Song Ning: "..."

It's over, it's really over now.

He got angry and refused to let Wang Shuo touch him. He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

As a result, it felt abnormally sticky between the legs, and both of them were taken aback.

On Song Ning's bare legs, an indescribable liquid slowly flowed down.

Song Ning: "..."

Wang Shuo: "."

"You, you, what's the matter with you!!" He was so angry and ashamed that he couldn't finish his sentence.

Every time before, Wang Shuo would clean up for him. Song Ning loves to be clean. He knew it, but last night he was so sleepy and tired that he fell asleep.

Wang Shuo couldn't quibble, he quickly took a few paper towels from the bedside and wanted to wipe them off. Song Ning's skin was very fair, and there were still finger marks from last night on it.

Because Wang Shuo looked at this fragrant scene, he couldn't help but took a few glances and reacted again.

Song Ning didn't expect him to do this, so he raised his leg to avoid it, but Wang Shuo grabbed his ankle and said in a very serious tone: "Anyway, you won't go in the morning, it's still early. Otherwise we'll..."