Primary school scum

Walking along the way, he pulled his left foot countless times. Although it hurt, Ouyang gritted his teeth and endured it.

Just hearing Lou Heng's inquiry, he nodded silently, with tears in the corners of his eyes, looking quite pitiful.

Lou Heng patted his head soothingly, carefully stretched out his hand, and touched the wound gently.

After a pause, he slightly increased his strength, and Ouyang groaned.

Chen Cai and Yang You also came over, looked down at Ou Yang's feet, and immediately understood.

"Class 2 students, come to my side!"

At this time, the rain had stopped, and Mr. Xu was organizing the students in his class and preparing to set off.

Seeing Xu Lao's voice getting louder and louder, Ouyang endured the pain and tried to stand up.

Lou Heng frowned, pressed his shoulders, turned around by himself, and squatted down.

"I'll carry you on my back, come up."

His tone was a little tough, urging.

Ouyang was stunned for a moment, and with the help of the other two roommates, he obediently climbed up.

Realizing that the man fell on his back, Lou Heng stood up lightly, and with a shake, lifted him up.

The entire team of the second class is basically full, and only four people are owed to their dormitory.

After Xu Lao counted the number of people, he walked over to the side of several people.

Just seeing Lou Heng carrying Ouyang on his back, he hurriedly scolded: "Lou Heng, what are you doing? Get back to the team."

Being surrounded by people, Ou Yang had a thin skin, lowered his head, and remained silent.

"Teacher, Ouyang's foot is sprained and swollen so badly that he can't walk."

Yang You hurried forward and explained.

Mr. Xu didn't trust Yang You, who was fooling around, so he turned to Chen Cai and asked, "Really?"

Chen Cai pushed his glasses, nodded seriously, and affirmed Yang You's words.

In desperation, Mr. Xu had always been biased towards university bullies, so he let them go.

He beckoned and drove Yang You and Chen Cai back to the team.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the team of Class 2.

At the front, Mr. Xu, the head teacher, was leading the team, followed by a long line of teams.

At the end of the line, Lou Heng followed them step by step with Ouyang on his back, with light steps.

Mr. Xu turned his head back from time to time to check whether Lou Heng and the two were falling behind, and then walked forward with confidence.

Because of this pair, the students in class two were inevitably absent-minded, and out of curiosity, they turned their heads and looked around frequently, discussing in low voices.

The tall and handsome Lou Heng carried a handsome and short man on his back, which was very harmonious, and the scene of his online appearance attracted the attention of students in other classes from time to time.

All kinds of complicated eyes fell on him, including the ambiguous eyes of some girls. Ou Yang became more and more embarrassed, and blushed due to embarrassment.

He lowered his head, leaned close to Lou Heng's ear, and muttered in a low voice: "Let me get down and walk by myself, okay?"

"No."

Listening to the soft voice, Lou Heng froze, and then denied it.

Ouyang couldn't make a move, so he could only close his eyes like stealing the bell.

Ouyang's plaintive sigh sounded beside his ears. When he was in a good mood, he raised his eyebrows happily, and his lips showed a conspicuous curve.

The voice of their conversation was extremely low, and it didn't spread. Everyone pricked up their ears, but they couldn't hear clearly.

But this ambiguous picture is enough to make outsiders secretly speculate about something.

"Walk seriously!"

The director noticed everyone's thoughts, walked quickly to the middle of the line, and roared angrily.

With the sound, the students became more honest, turned their eyes back one after another, and concentrated on walking.

On purpose, Lou Heng carried Ouyang on his back, slowed down, and moved a short distance away from the team.

Without the eyes of others, Ouyang was no longer embarrassed, and obediently lay on his back, filled with satisfaction somewhere in his heart.

Always making progress in life is the rule of life, so Lou Heng naturally came up with another idea.

Since ancient times, full of warmth and lust/desire, the ancients have never deceived me.

He let out a little bit of strength, let Ouyang slide down a little, and with his hands behind his back, he shook heavily, and moved him forward.

Lou Heng pretended not to notice, and slid his palm down, just touching his buttocks.

In fact, he carelessly touched it a few times, and he couldn't stop taking advantage of it. He felt the touch more and more seductive, and he couldn't stop his movements.

Lou Da's obscene behavior was too blatant, and Ouyang gradually noticed it.

The hot palm rubbed against himself, and he twisted his body uncomfortably, always feeling that the atmosphere was very weird.

Unable to tell what was so weird, Ouyang snorted softly and frowned.

Ouyang's small actions made someone more and more cheap, Lou Heng's eyes darkened, and he still moved his hand extremely reluctantly.

If you do too much at one time, you may be in trouble the next time you want to take advantage of it.

Lou Xueba, who had a very long-term view, regretted it, and asked a question as before.

"what happened?"

Ouyang pursed his lips, shook off the thoughts in his head, and responded, "It's okay."

Soon, they got on the school bus, Lou Heng had to let go, and put the person on his back on the chair.

"Does it hurt?"

He bent down slightly, carefully checking Ouyang's injury.

Ouyang raised his head, showed a bright smile, and responded, "It's okay."

On the seat opposite, a petite girl from the same class came over, squatted down, stared at the red and swollen feet, and coaxed softly: "Ouyang, good boy, it doesn't hurt."

Whenever Ouyang was sick or injured, the role of his class pet's name was reflected.

After the appearance of this girl, many girls in the same class gathered together to appease Ouyang in various ways.

Even, many people took out candies or various snacks and gave them to him.

Lou Heng's face was dark, and he was squeezed to the outside by the large group of girls, the deep gloom in his eyes was clearly visible.

Compared with the indifferent and unattainable Lou Heng, delicate young men like Ouyang are more sought after by girls.

From the pitiful situation of Lou Xueba today, one can get a glimpse of the three-point truth.

It took a lot of effort before Lou Heng drove the large group of girls away, and he monopolized Xiao Ouyang.

Ouyang was holding his arms full of snacks, smiling brightly, and his deep dimples were contemplating happiness, which was particularly dazzling.

The depression that was filled with that group of girls faded away in an instant, Lou Heng looked at him and smiled slightly.

The school bus arrived at the stop and dispersed the others with strong reasons. Lou Heng went to the infirmary with Ouyang on his back.

The school doctor treated Ouyang's wound while he watched.

When grinning in pain, Lou Heng stretched out his hand to smooth his frown.

When the school doctor stopped what he was doing, there was already a thick layer of sweat on Ouyang's forehead.

Lou Heng unscrewed the water bottle in his hand and handed it to him.

After quickly gulping down several big saliva, Ouyang's expression softened.

"I'll carry you back."

Lou Heng looked at him, and while talking, he was about to squat down.

Ouyang thought for a while, stopped his movement, and whispered embarrassedly: "Thank you, but it's not good to be seen at school..."

He was surrounded by all the senior high school students just now. He has already experienced embarrassment, and he really can't do it again.

Lou Heng froze for a moment, lowered his head halfway, his eyes covered by eyelashes were filled with regret, he thought he could take advantage of it for a while.

Seeing his gloomy expression, the little good-natured classmate Ouyang softened again, reached out to pat him, and silently comforted him.

"Okay, then I'll help you go back."

Considering Ouyang's thin skin, Lou Heng finally compromised and said.

Ouyang's eyes lit up, and he nodded happily.

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