Primary school scum

Adhering to the mentality of taking advantage to the end, it is naturally impossible for Lou Heng to let him go.

On the way back to the dormitory, he relied on various secret methods to touch Ouyang's waist, abdomen, and even his butt intentionally or unintentionally.

Ouyang didn't realize this at all, and leaned half of his body on his body, supporting him to move forward.

……

Late at night, in the thick darkness, Lou Heng squeezed into a bed again, slowly turned over, facing Ouyang's peaceful sleeping face.

Oddly enough, he leaned forward and got close to the person beside him.

The distance between them is extremely close, so close that Ouyang's long and curly eyelashes can almost hit Lou Heng's face.

Outside the window, the moonlight was cold, and the light silver glow happened to fall beside them.

With the help of the faint moonlight, Lou Heng opened his eyes and was able to see Ouyang's delicate facial features clearly.

The warm breath exhaled from Ouyang's nose happened to spray on Lou Heng's side face.

He didn't know what he dreamed of, his brows and eyes were curved, and he smiled slightly, revealing a pair of dimples.

Lou Heng stretched out his hand, lingered on the delicate skin, and twirled gently at the dimple.

As if aware of the turmoil on his face, Ou Yang half-opened his lips and murmured something.

Lou Heng could almost hear the sticky raving, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't hide the tumbling emotions while there was no one around.

On weekdays, he just took advantage of it a little, but it was even more unable to satisfy his growing dark thoughts.

Tightening his hands, Lou Heng leaned forward, his movements were rather impatient, and he pressed his thin lips on the white and greasy cheeks.

As if there was a slight malice, he bit the bite very lightly, but the thick black color in his eyes showed his thoughts: he wished to swallow the whole person in his stomach.

After staying for a long time, Lou Heng raised his head, appreciating his masterpiece with satisfaction, and wiped it lightly with his hands.

"Ou Yang."

With a hoarse voice, he leaned against Ouyang's ear, whispering meaningfully, over and over again.

Unable to bear it again, Lou Heng poked his head out, and lightly bit the small earlobe.

After stealing the incense, he smiled with satisfaction, turned over again, and fell asleep.

In the night, Ouyang frowned almost invisible, his eyelashes trembling at an extremely fast frequency.

Because of Lou Heng's impetuous actions just now, the sleeping person was awakened by three points.

Half asleep and half awake, Ouyang only remembered a slightly cool lip print on his face, and then the lingering whispers echoed in his ears.

He wanted to open his eyes to find out, but because of the heavy sleepiness, he couldn't open them no matter what.

But it was too dazed, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, so he fell into a heavy dream again.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ouyang woke up first, and his consciousness was hazy for about a minute before he fully woke up.

Suddenly recalling the vague memory of last night, he turned sideways, stared at Lou Heng who was sleeping soundly, and frowned in confusion.

Compared to now, Ouyang felt that the dream was more likely.

Ouyang got up, and his deliberately slow movements still woke up the people around him.

"Lou Heng, when did you fall asleep last night?"

Seeing that Lou Heng was awake, he hesitated for a long time before asking.

Feeling flustered in his heart, Lou Heng, in order to prevent leaks of what happened last night, said nonsense solemnly: "It's very early, and he should have fallen asleep before the lights were turned off."

Seeing that there was no trace of lying in him, and out of solid trust in the upper bunk, Xiaochun naturally believed it.

In other words, what happened last night was what he dreamed about.

He actually dreamed that Lou Heng secretly kissed himself.

Ouyang suddenly covered his eyes, and the messy thoughts in his mind continued to spread.

After thinking about it, the only possibility of this incident made him question it for no reason.

The little dad said that what appears in a dream is likely to be something that cannot be done in reality.

Hugging his knees, Ouyang fell into self-entanglement, his face flushed red due to embarrassment and panic.

"What's wrong? Do you have a fever?"

Seeing Ouyang's expression was wrong, Lou Heng stretched out his hand and touched his face, it was extremely hot.

Ouyang turned his head quickly and met his concerned gaze, his face was even more burning, and his eyes flustered.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."

He kept waving his hands in denial, moved his body back, and got out of bed as if fleeing.

Staring at Ouyang's hurried back, Lou Heng was at a loss, unable to understand his thoughts for the first time.

……

Because of his guilty conscience, Ouyang didn't dare to meet Lou Heng's eyes all day long, and he was even more flustered when doing things.

During the Chinese class, the Chinese teacher was standing on it, talking and chattering about the meaning of the text.

Ouyang kept taking notes, and inadvertently his thoughts drifted to Lou Heng again, and his eyes gradually became hollow.

Paying attention to him deliberately, Lou Heng quickly caught a glimpse of his distracted appearance, stretched out his hand, and gently pushed him.

Ouyang froze, his hands trembled, and the pen rolled down with a soft bang.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, and thinking of his strange behavior early in the morning, Lou Heng's face darkened, and he secretly squeezed the pen in his hand.

This little fool may have something to hide from himself.

The school bell rang.

When the Chinese teacher walked out of the door, Lou Heng immediately turned around, pressed the shoulders of the person beside him, his face sank like water, and asked forcefully, "Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"

"I... I'm fine, I'm not feeling well."

Ou Yang blushed, avoided his gaze, and hesitantly dealt with it.

Classmate Ou Yang, who is really young and red, is really not good at lying, his eyes are wandering, and his speech is unnatural, which can be seen through at a glance.

Fearing that the other party would ask some more questions and he would not be able to answer them, he hurriedly stood up and said indiscriminately, "I'm going to the toilet."

Lou Heng frowned, clamped the opponent's hands, looked straight into his eyes, and said word by word: "Wait, you really won't tell me?"

It turned out that when Ouyang was completely in a state of ignorance, he couldn't think much about his actions.

Now, when he raised his head, he felt the intense irritability in Lou Heng's eyes, and was suddenly frightened.

He had never seen Lou Heng express his emotions like this, and he was at a loss.

"I... really want to go to the bathroom."

Ouyang quickly looked away, choked up and said, because of shock and grievance, a layer of mist floated in his black eyes.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Lou Heng had no choice but to let go of his hand and let him run away.

Staring at Ouyang's back without blinking, he slammed the table hard, making a loud bang.

The students in the classroom were startled, and cast inexplicable gazes at Lou Heng.

……

Throughout the day, the two of them were in a strange atmosphere.

After the night repair was over, the bell rang, and Ouyang quickly packed up his books and carried his schoolbag.

With his head down, he stood up silently, and was about to get out of his seat.

"where are you going?"

Lou Heng took his hand and asked, with a sense of powerlessness in his voice.

Ouyang's mood calmed down a little, but he was still timid and said, "I'm going for a run."

"No, your foot is hurt and you can't exercise."

Lou Heng stretched out his hand, stopped him, softened his voice, and continued to coax, "Good boy."

The hoarse and magnetic voice is deliberately softened, as if filled with countless tenderness.

Ouyang blushed again, his mind was dazed, and he sat down obediently.

At the end of the day, Lou Heng couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and seeing the blushing little face in front of him, he evoked a smile.

He quickly packed up his things, stood up, and said, "Go, let's go back."

They walked side by side, the atmosphere had eased, and they chatted from time to time.

Ouyang stopped in his tracks, bit his lip in confusion, and said slowly, "Lou Heng, let me ask you a question."

"What?" Seeing his determined appearance, Lou Heng thought he was willing to open up, and asked with a smile.

The author has something to say:

In the last chapter, I gave out red envelopes, but I found out that only the designated red envelopes could be given out. I sent red envelopes to the selected person three times, but I don’t know if I received them. Jinjiang is too pumped. This chapter will drop jjb, all of them! ! ! !Refill! ! !