boys' feelings are always poetry

221.

With 5 minutes left to finish class, Lu Jixue picked up the gold-rimmed glasses on the table and put them on calmly. He was not focused on his studies, and even forgot to close the exercise book on the table.

Lu Jixue strode out of the classroom and turned right. Xiao Liu in the first row glanced at the tall figure of the monitor and knew that he was going to the men's room.

Another classmate who went to the toilet in this class, Song Yu little curly hair, did not have the same calm and steady steps, he walked hopping, Lin Er observed it for a long time, and asked Fan Buwei: "What is he doing?" What's wrong?" Fan Buwei hummed, and replied: "Short people are like this, they scurry around when they walk, and I really hope that I look taller."

"Aren't you a dwarf yourself? Fan Xiaoglasses?"

"..."

The toilets in District No. [-] Middle School and District [-] of Huai City have doors, unlike the toilets in District [-] and District [-]. Everyone defecates face to face.Imperial City Tournament!The winner is king!

Lu Jixue took off his glasses and took a closer look to see if they were clean and whether there was any dust. In fact, they were very clean, but under the light, there was always a faint trace. Lu Jixue quickly pulled out the corner of the summer school uniform, took it He picked up the corner of his clothes and wiped his glasses until they were very shiny.

Then put it on.

Song Yu very consciously walked into the small space dedicated to Jiyu's sweet time. As soon as he entered, he saw Lu Jixue wearing his pair of gold-rimmed glasses smiling like an old spy. This buddy is not like Good man.

"What are you doing?" Song Yu said, and locked the toilet door.

"You don't like it?" Lu Jixue pointed to his glasses.

"..."

No, who wants their boyfriend to be short-sighted?

"Recently, you've been too tired from studying. Look, you've increased your degree again, Glasses Lu?"

"..."

Lu Jixue took off his glasses, "Don't you like gentle scum?"

Song Yu showed a gratified smile. It turns out that wearing glasses is just a kind of sentimental, which is quite interesting.

"Well, does your mouth still hurt?" Song Yu lowered his head and scratched the air with one hand, reminiscent of a kitten stepping on milk.

Lu Jixue thought, what are you talking about, what do you want to do, hurry up.

"It still hurts."

"Yeah." Song Yu still just nodded without taking any useful actions.

"Song Yu." Lu Jixue decided to strike first, and suddenly pulled Song Yu's soft little hand, which was full of flesh, and put it on the name tag on his chest, "Student Song Yu, don't let me go."

"You look good with glasses, no matter what you look like." Song Yu nested in this small space, without thinking, he confessed to Lu Jixue in front of him.

Lu Jixue smiled, put on the glasses with one hand, and then imitated Conan Jun's movement of pushing the glasses, pushing the glasses smartly.

They learned so much that Song Yu almost yelled in the toilet: There is only one truth!

Song Yu tiptoed quietly, and slowly approached Lu Jixue. Lu Jixue's body was like a ball of hot fire, and he could feel the warm body temperature when he didn't get close. Lu Jixue's face, however, did not have that kind of determination, and stood still near the corner of Lu Jixue's mouth.

"Your husband should take the initiative in this kind of thing?"

"..."

Lu Jixue watched Chapter 1 of "Men Must-Have Two Legs" last night. After reading it for a long time, he only learned this sentence, but he felt that he performed well, with a score of about 95.

222.

At this time, Song Yu's mind appeared in Song Yu's mind, a beautiful enchantress Song Meiren, who brought disaster to the country and the people. Lu Bawang led his troops back from the war, and had a fight with His Royal Highness King Han of the neighboring country. There was a crack at the corner of his mouth, and Lu Bawang took off his armor. Lying on Song Meiren's white lap, this Song beauty is very seductive, and said to Lu Bawang, "Your Majesty, does your mouth still hurt?" Lu Bawang nodded in pain, "It still hurts." Song Meiren Blushing, "Then let me kiss you."

OK " "Does it still hurt?" "It still hurts." " "Does it still hurt?" "It still hurts." "... Then there was a continuous popping sound from Lu Bawang's bedroom.

"Uh..." Song Yu was frightened by his own brain hole.

"Forget it, let me come."

Lu Jixue lowered his head, and the glasses brushed against Song Yu's cheeks, creating a chill between them.

"No more." Lu Jixue quickly took off his glasses and put them in his pocket. He sounded like a scumbag driving irregularly. .

Lu Jixue's lips were a little dry, and when they touched Song Yu's lips, it was like kraft paper rubbing against Song Yu's mouth.

Song Yu's hands are a little awkward, it's embarrassing to put them on the trouser line, it's embarrassing to put them in the air, and it's even more embarrassing if they pick their faces.

Lu Jixue understood Song Yu's meaning, so he grabbed Song Yu's hand and put it on his waist. It would be better if both hands were put together.

The obedient one is always easy to fiddle with, and will always be easy to fiddle with, and it only belongs to one man, let him fiddle with it.

Just as the two in the cubicle were intoxicated by the spring breeze, the school bell rang.

A familiar voice came from outside, it was Fang Zhizhi's voice, and he was singing.

Singing a song Song Yu had never heard before.

"Come on! It's over! Do something and show yourself! We are brave enough to burn together! If you are a man, don't be afraid of falling!"

Speechless.