male god is not easy to chase

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, don't be angry baby." Jiang Peifeng stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Zheng's hand in his palm, shaking it left and right, "I shouldn't have teased you, I was wrong."

Yuan Zheng was so tortured by Jiang Peifeng that he didn't know whether he should have a temper, so he could only say with a cold face, "It's time for sweetheart to take care of it."

"Don't worry about it, don't you think about it in the cage?"

Yuan Zheng glanced at Jiang Peifeng, and felt that if Jiang Peifeng had a tail at this time, he would have to stick it up to the sky.

The slow Jiang Peifeng finally remembered something, and quickly changed the subject, "How did you know I was scratched."

Yuan Zheng: "I'm not blind, I can see it so clearly in the video."

Jiang Peifeng: "..." If he remembered correctly, he couldn't see the video at all.It is said that every time he posts a video, he will watch it several times to ensure that nothing bad will be posted.

Taking advantage of Yuan Zheng's inattention, Jiang Peifeng clicked on the video. To be honest, if he didn't know that he had an injury on his hand, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

In order to be able to see the claw marks clearly, he paused and paused the video again, and finally found a wound that was almost similar to the mark scratched by a red pen lead.

He pondered it carefully for a while, realized it, leaned over and hugged Yuan Zheng from behind, exhaled into his ear, and asked, "Do you like me?"

Yuan Zheng didn't have itchy flesh on his body, but as soon as he touched Jiang Peifeng, his isolation protective film would automatically lose effect, and he wanted to itch from the beginning to the end.

He wanted to hide, but was hugged even tighter, so he had to beg for mercy: "Nonsense."

Jiang Peifeng translated it into "Of course", so he let go of it happily.

In order to stick to Yuan Zheng for a while, Jiang Peifeng took the school bus to the library every day, basically except for class and sleeping time, the rest of the time was tired of being together.

Whenever Jiang Peifeng had something to leave on the way, he would tell Yuan Zheng again and again. He was so busy that he forgot to mention it a few times, and made a special phone call to emphasize it.

Yuan Zheng had no choice but to smile on the phone: "Yes, yes, I know you have something to do tonight, you forgot that you told me the day before yesterday that you would meet Party B's father today."

As he said that, he sneered and said, "I don't seem to be as sticky as you after raising a little girlfriend."

Is this so? Jiang Peifeng didn't notice how much he was pestering Yuan Zheng during this time, so he went looking for him just thinking about it.

After hanging up the phone, he recalled it himself, and seemed to realize that it was Yuan Zheng who said it.

Think about it from another standpoint, if he were Yuan Zheng, he would probably be annoying.Come on, Jiang Peifeng thought, don't do this in the future.

It is one thing to keep a distance from Yuan Zheng with restraint, but the bigger reason is that in the early stage, he was only doing some image processing, or reading some professional-related books, and the environment of the library is acceptable.

But in the later stage, Pei Feng took over several video production jobs, and it was not convenient to wear headphones in the library.

Gradually, he went to the library much less often.

After entering October, there are more courses.

Especially for Yuan Zheng, he had no time for several heavyweight professional courses.

Until one day when he was finally free, Yuan Zheng suddenly realized that he missed Jiang Peifeng a little bit.

So he went to Changxiang.

When he entered, the door was not closed, and Jiang Peifeng was standing on the stool to change the light bulb.

Yuan Zheng didn't even say to help, just stood by the door and watched Jiang Peifeng change.

After Jiang Peifeng changed the light bulb, he jumped down and saw Yuan Zheng at a glance.

Jiang Peifeng smiled without asking for money, "You are here, wait a moment."

Jiang Peifeng threw the light bulb into the trash can, washed his hands, then ran over bouncing and gave him a big hug.

"I miss you so much." Jiang Peifeng rubbed against Yuan Zheng's body, "Why are you here today?"

Yuan Zheng couldn't hold him in his arms, so he could only let him sniff at himself like a puppy, "Well, let's see you. What have you been up to lately?"

"Recently, some self-media asked me to help them make a video for their salary. I'm working on this." Jiang Peifeng hugged Yuan Zheng's neck, put his nose on his face, and rubbed the tip of his nose.

Jiang Peifeng was so good at acting like a baby, Yuan Zheng was so submissive that he didn't even bother to move.

Until he felt something dissonant against him.

Yuan Zheng couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, I'll come and see Sweetheart."

Only then did Jiang Peifeng let him go, "Sweetheart has been a little skinny these past two days. She sleeps a lot during the day and quarrels with me at night."

"You turn it off at night, otherwise it will disturb you to sleep, what will you do next day?" Yuan Zheng looked at Sweetheart, who had no sense of crisis, and was sleeping on all fours, unconscious.

Yuan Zheng smiled: "Or, it's fine not to let it sleep during the day."

Sweetheart's paw shook three times, but she still didn't wake up.

Yuan Zheng stretched out his hand to poke, but he didn't know what to think, and looked back at Jiang Peifeng.

Jiang Peifeng smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Zheng hooked his hands at him.

Jiang Peifeng walked over.

Yuan Zheng stretched out a yang finger, poked down on the obvious dimple on Jiang Peifeng's cheek, and said with a smile: "When I was at the same table with you, I really wanted to poke your dimple."

Jiang Peifeng raised his eyebrows, leaned over and said, "Poke it for you, will you kiss me?"

Jiang Peifeng was too close, so close that Yuan Zheng could smell the laundry detergent from Jiang Peifeng's collar.

That warm, almost skin smell made Yuan Zheng's brain rust.

So Jiang Peifeng leaned over with peace of mind, and lightly touched Yuan Zheng's lips.

Like the touch of a dragonfly on water, it will be divided at the touch of a finger.

Before Yuan Zheng could recall it, Jiang Peifeng had already distanced himself.

He took a big step back, stretched out his index finger, and smiled like a sneaky fox, "I'll just kiss this one."

Autumn goes to winter, and I don't know when the leaves are bare.

On this day, Jiang Peifeng was going to the library after class, when he received a call from a certain store, saying that the sweetheart photo collection was short of about ten photos, because he had to rush to work, so he hoped he would send them as soon as possible.

Jiang Peifeng has been critical of his photos, and upon hearing this, he promised to send the photos before nine o'clock in the evening.As for these photos, he decided to look for them in the camera instead of flipping through a few on his phone.

Jiang Peifeng went straight back to the rented room. It was already six o'clock in the evening after class, and he bought dinner in the Changxiang by the way. Then he buried himself in hundreds of photos to find the most suitable one, and then retouched the picture to make the effect. .

He forgot to tell Yuan Zheng about this matter.

This caused Yuan Zheng to wait in the library when he was busy in the dormitory.

Jiang Peifeng has a very important professional course that is completed in the form of a thesis, so all relevant books in the library have been borrowed during this period.

Jiang Peifeng told him once, so Yuan Zheng deliberately bought a few copies online, and when they arrived, he brought them over to give to him.But Jiang Peifeng didn't come until ten o'clock in the evening.

Yuan Zheng didn't pay attention at first, thinking that he had classes in the evening, but no one saw him on the second day and the third day.For several days in a row, the place next to his left hand was empty.

After Yuan Zheng returned to the dormitory at night, he deliberately checked Jiang Peifeng's class schedule, and found that many of his classes had ended in the past few days, and there was a large gap in the schedule.

When Yuan Zheng looked at the timetable, he was very interested, but he didn't say anything, pretending that this matter didn't exist.

He wanted to see when Jiang Peifeng would think of looking for him.

When Yuan Zheng began to think about this matter in his heart, he found that Jiang Peifeng really had less contact with him during this time.Some time ago, not only the call records were less, but also the number of chats was less, and I didn’t even say a word these days.

Yuan Zheng was suffocating, thinking that if Jiang Peifeng didn't come to him, he would never go to Jiang Peifeng.

This thing just screwed up.

Until three days, four days, five days...

On this day, Yuan Zheng looked through the library in his free time and saw a book on maintaining the relationship between lovers.

He opened it out of curiosity, and saw that most of men's liking for the opposite sex was based on the premise of not being able to obtain it. This originated from the hunting nature of men in ancient times.

And from the day of chasing the opposite sex, the attraction of the opposite sex to men has been on a downward trend, and as time goes by, the shortcomings of both parties continue to be exposed. Looked uninterested.

Yuan Zheng was dumbfounded, he felt exactly the same situation as Jiang Peifeng.

When thinking about this, he obviously forgot that he is also a man who can be summed up as a man who likes to hunt novelties.

In short, after Yuan Zheng finished reading this book, he felt a sense of crisis that he had never felt before, and this sense of crisis brought out an inexplicable annoyance: before chasing after him, he found all kinds of flattery and liking, but after chasing him, he found that it was not so. Okay, just want to let go?How could it be so scumbag!

Jiang Peifeng, who was rushing to work, sneezed several times in a row, and seriously suspected that staying up all night editing pictures made him sick.

Even if you are sick, you have to finish the last point, and by the way, settle the balance due during this period.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Peifeng felt very flattered and continued to work hard.

On Christmas Eve, Yuan Zheng finished an exam and returned to the dormitory with his schoolbag on his back.

Only then did he open the door and saw Jiang Peifeng sitting in his seat.

Jiang Peifeng seemed to be counting until Yuan Zheng was about to come back, only to find that someone pushed the door, and immediately offered a bright smile without asking for money, "Have you finished the exam?"

Yuan Zheng was pleased by his appearance for no reason, and was about to laugh when he suddenly thought of something, stepped down, walked over and said, "Why are you here today?"

Only one of Yuan Zheng's roommates came back. After greeting Yuan Zheng, he went to the corridor to fetch water with a bucket, and there were only the two of them left in the dormitory.

Jiang Peifeng's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know why Yuan Zheng was unhappy, so he asked cautiously: "Why are you unhappy? Who messed with you?"

Seeing Jiang Peifeng like this, Yuan Zheng subdued the resentment accumulated for many days, but he would not admit that he was angry because someone hadn't looked for him for several days.

So Jiang Peifeng only saw Yuan Zheng say indifferently: "It's nothing, why did you think of me today?"

Jiang Peifeng didn't understand the hidden meaning behind this sentence, so he took it for granted: "Today's Christmas Eve, I want to spend it with you."

With that said, he took a step forward, pulling into the distance between the two of them.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and Jiang Peifeng subconsciously took a step back.

It was Yuan Zheng who had a roommate who came back.

Jiang Peifeng smiled and said, "Let's go out and talk."

The two of them left the dormitory. It was extremely cold and windy on a December night when there was wind, and there were very few students on the street.

Jiang Peifeng blatantly rubbed against Yuan Zheng's body, and said with a smile, "I didn't wear enough clothes when I went out, so I'll borrow your body temperature."

"I don't know how to wear more." Yuan Zheng was saying this, but he actively wrapped his hands around Jiang Peifeng's shoulders, brought them into his arms, and then held his hand.

It was found that Jiang Peifeng's hands were much warmer than his.

"Hey." Jiang Peifeng smiled triumphantly, clasped ten fingers with Yuan Zheng, rubbed Yuan Zheng's chin with the tip of his nose, and said softly, "Don't be angry."

The author has something to say: Why are there no book reviews and collections? My heart hurts so much, I beg~~