I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

At first, Nan Yirong thought it was an auditory hallucination caused by excessive anger, so he didn't pay attention to it. It wasn't until the second time he heard the sound of knocking on the window that he realized something was wrong.

Putting down the mobile phone and lifting the quilt, Nan Yirong slowly moved to the window.

Because he had made similar crime movies before, Nan Yirong didn't pull the curtains hastily.

"Who?" He lowered his voice.

Suddenly there was rustling outside the window, and after a while Nan Yirong heard a soft voice responding: "It's me."

The voice from outside the window was indistinct, and the speaker seemed to have something in his mouth, but Nan Yirong recognized the person at the first time.

Without any hesitation, Nan Yirong turned around and turned on the light, and opened the curtains - a beam of light came in.

It was the light of a flashlight. Ran Yuanxing was wearing a black mountaineering suit, with a flashlight in his mouth, and he was lying on the window like a spider with difficulty.

Nan Yirong looked at him in amazement, and carefully opened the window, thinking that fortunately the window in his room was pushed left and right, if it opened outward, Ran Yuanxing would definitely fall.

With the wide open window, Ran Yuanxing climbed in clumsily, and Nan Yirong helped him up.

The night wind came in from the window. Nan Yirong pulled him hard and looked down at the same time. It was so dark that he couldn't see the bottom. Only then did he get scared and his heart was beating wildly.

This is not filming, there is no sponge body pad underneath, and there are no medical staff waiting in full battle around. It is too dangerous for Ran Yuanxing to climb the stairs recklessly like this.

"Are you crazy?"

Pulling him up, he looked at the smiling boy who was watching him tenderly, as if he didn't realize what terrible thing he had done.Nan Yirong couldn't help turning cold, "What if something happens when you climb the stairs at night?"

Ran Yuanxing looked at his expression and knew that he was in a hurry, so he didn't dare to argue with him, so he straightened his face and honestly admitted his mistake, "My lord, I won't dare again next time."

On such a serious occasion, when he told a cold joke, Nan Yirong rubbed his eyebrows speechlessly, losing his temper.

He walked over and helped Ran Yuanxing undress.

Although the temperature at night is not as high as during the day, it is a little more dull.Ran Yuanxing's body was thick and heavy, and he was sweating all over his body. When he took off his coat, he was still wearing an underwear, which was soaked through.

Nan Yirong lowered his eyes, wiped the sweat off his face, and said softly: "What I said was impulsive, why do you take it seriously?"

"Because I want to see you too."

Ran Yuanxing was sweating all over, and he didn't dare to hug him. He just looked into his eyes with a smile, and said every word: "Because you are my Juliet."

The way he talks about love is always natural and affectionate, like a romantic genius.

The corners of Nan Yirong's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he pretended to be ashamed, staring at him, emphasizing that he was a man.

After laughing for a while, Nan Yirong brought him a set of pajamas, pushed him into the bathroom, and seriously rejected Ran Yuanxing's request to take a bath together. Nan Yirong sat back on the bed, bowed his head and smiled unconsciously for a while.

Ran Yuanxing took a battle shower, blew his hair out, and squeezed next to Nan Yirong who was playing with his phone with his head down.

He stretched out his hands to circle the boy's waist, put his head on his shoulders, lowered his voice, and asked in a nonchalant way: "What are you looking at? Looking so engrossed?"

Nan Yirong was watching a short video clip and was engrossed in it, so he ignored him.

Ran Yuanxing smiled, tilted his head to enclose his earlobe and licked it lightly.

The earlobe and neck are his sensitive points, Nan Yirong trembled all over, the phone slipped from his hand and landed on the bed.

Ran Yuanxing gently pushed him onto the bed, propped his hands on the quilt, and bowed his head to kiss him.

He had just brushed his teeth, and his lips and teeth were filled with the fragrance of mint. Nan Yirong closed his eyes and hooked his neck to respond, feeling like eating a large, jumping mint candy.

The phone was played externally, and the video was not paused. The sound kept repeating. At first, Nan Yirong was able to follow the sound, but after being kissed, his whole body was numb, and his brain turned white, so he couldn't hear any sound at all. The sense of touch is exceptionally sensitive.

The fiery temperature on the boy's body climbed up every inch of Nan Yirong's skin through his clothes. Nan Yirong felt like he was in a sauna room, and he couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly. Beating the drums, following the breath, rising and falling, the rhythm is getting faster and faster...

Nan Yirong was so stimulated by this feeling that his pores almost exploded, and finally he couldn't stand it any longer. He tremblingly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to push the boy on his body, and panted, "No, no more..."

"Okay." Ran Yuanxing showed amazing restraint in this aspect. Every time Nan Yirong called to stop, he could brake in time. Yi Rong's waist.

He nestled on Nan Yirong's shoulder to calm his breath, calmed down the reaction of half-lifting his lower body, then slowly raised his head, and planted a cherished kiss on his forehead.

After kissing and hugging, both of them were satisfied, they turned off the headlights, leaving a night light behind, and they lay under the same quilt.Ran Yuanxing stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, clasped his fingers and played with them.

Nan Yirong lazily couldn't lift his energy, and let him knead his fingertips.

Ran Yuanxing loves his appearance so much, and thinks he is as cute as a cat at this moment, so he leans over to kiss him from time to time, one mouthful or two...I wish he could grow on Nan Yirong's mouth later.

Nan Yirong got annoyed, pushed him away, withdrew his hand, and turned his back to him.

Ran Yuanxing didn't dare to move anymore, he hugged him peacefully, and was quiet for a while, he remembered Nan Yirong's phone call before, rubbed the boy's face and said, "Do you still remember what I told you?"

"Which one?"

"I just told you to tell your uncles and aunts to shorten the duration of make-up classes. Haven't you forgotten? If you really can't digest too much knowledge in a day, you can spend less time. Rome was not built in a day. Don't be so tired that you will break your body. "

Listening to his serious tone, Nan Yirong turned around and looked at him with both eyes.

"What's the matter?" Ran Yuanxing's ability to observe words and expressions is first-rate, touched his face, and said with a smile: "Am I wrong?"

Nan Yirong shook his head.

"What's the matter?" Ran Yuanxing kissed his nose, and said softly: "Could it be that he can't adapt to the rhythm of this teacher Zhang? We will carry out the knowledge points again in the video later?"

"Neither of them." His eyes were full of worry, Nan Yirong thought for a while and decided to tell the truth, he lifted the quilt and sat up directly, with a serious expression, "It is Zhang Youcheng who has a problem."

Ran Yuanxing was taken aback, he didn't expect him to be so serious, and immediately sat up, "What's wrong with him?"

"Although there is no evidence, I think he is a habitual offender who molested minors."