Primary school scum

Ouyang is just dull and simple, while Yang You is a straight man through and through.

On this road, Chen Cai still has a long way to go.

After half an hour, the sun rose, and the light around him became more and more dazzling.

They tidied up briefly and walked out of the bedroom door together.

The sun was like fire, and the weather was surprisingly hot, and the steam was so hot that a thick layer of sweat came out of people's bodies.

Their examination room was set in another school, and the school specially prepared a number of vehicles to pick up and drop off students.

Ouyang and Lou Heng sat side by side, chatting and laughing, but they were harmonious.

Two days later, the college entrance examination came to an end.

Coincidentally, as the bell rang, it happened to be raining lightly, hitting the glass windows lightly.

When he walked out of the test room, Ouyang let go of all his nervousness, and smiled at Lou Heng who was walking far away.

In the dormitory, everyone packed up their own sundries and did not spare time to chat.

As soon as we parted, their attitudes were extremely easy-going, without the reluctance of other dormitories at all, and became a clear stream.

In fact, there is nothing to be reluctant about. Their home is not far away, and they can make appointments to play several times during the three-month summer vacation.

As usual, Ouyang said goodbye to several people naturally, and walked out of the dormitory.

Lou Heng stared at his back, without hesitation, he ran after him.

At the door of the dormitory, Lou Heng held Ouyang's hand, gently stroked his hair, and said, "I'll go find you tomorrow."

After getting the answer, he leaned over slightly, put it next to Ouyang's ear, and slowly spoke full of love words.

Lou Heng was willing to let him go until his face was flushed and the tips of his ears were smeared red.

"I'm leaving."

Because of shyness, Ouyang's eyes drifted, and he said softly.

Lou Heng curled his lips into a smile, and leaned forward, pecked the pink lips like a superficial touch, and then licked them maliciously.

The soft touch is not much different from that of its owner.

A long time ago, he had this idea in his heart, and now that he has put it into action, he feels very happy.

Before the college entrance examination, what Lou Heng wanted to do early on was not just that simple.

The future is long, and I must experiment one by one.

Poor student Lou has been holding back for more than half a year, and his spirit is close to abnormal.

And the other protagonist, Ou Yang, obviously didn't expect his move, and was stunned on the spot.

Not far away, Father Yang happened to catch a glimpse of this flashing scene, and he couldn't help blushing, secretly scolding the young man for being shameless and impetuous.

Ouyang got into the car in a daze, his head was still dizzy, and he slumped on the seat.

Father Yang was sitting beside him, turned to glance at him, and shook his head.

It really is that their education is too conservative, look at Xiao Ouyang's innocent appearance.

However, someone forgot that more than ten years ago, he was not very mature.

Otherwise, with Ou Ze's temperament, it would be really difficult to lure Yang Anyan home.

On the other side, only Chen Cai and Yang You were left in the dormitory.

Yang You was so excited that his tragic high school career was over. He tore out the textbooks page by page and piled up a large pile of paper.

Then, he took the stack of papers and scattered them like a lunatic, extremely unhygienic and civilized.

In the end, student Yang You got the punishment he deserved and was tragically caught by the director.

On the last day of the college entrance examination, Yang You was fined to clean the campus for two hours. Chen Cai accompanied him amidst the moans.

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When he got home, Ouyang was limp, dropped his schoolbag, and sat on the sofa.

He touched his hot face, his ears were still buzzing, and the tips of his ears were blushing, seeping into his neck.

Father Yang brought a plate of fruit slices, and Ouyang just glanced at it in a daze, without any reaction.

"What's wrong with him?" Sitting on the other side of the sofa, Ou Ze closed the computer and looked at Ou Yang with a weird expression.

Yang Anyan glanced sideways at Ouyang, said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just that little Ouyang is old enough to fall in love."

"Huh?" Ou Ze heard the riddle he played, and after a little thought, he guessed the general idea.

Picking up the computer on his lap, he walked towards the study with a calm expression.

"You used to be pretty much the same way."

A smile flashed across the pale eyes, and Ou Ze dropped a teasing word while walking.

Yang Anyan was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he had been teased by him, and immediately raised his head, glaring angrily at the man's back.

At this moment, Ouyang's pocket shook and made a soft noise. He suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed the phone eagerly.

With an expectant look, he opened the screen of the phone, only to find that it was just a text message from 1XX86.

The clear black eyes dimmed for a moment, Ouyang held the phone, but refused to let go, as if waiting for something.

Time passed by, and he checked his phone every few minutes, looking like a teenager in love.

Until night, Ouyang sat on the sofa and watched TV. Due to sleepiness, the original interesting content could not be seen.

After he yawned a few times, a tear rolled from the bottom of his eye and hung on his eyelashes.

Really sleepy, Ouyang put down the remote control and walked to his room.

"Good night, big daddy and little daddy."

He waved to the two people on the sofa on the other side, Yan Yan turned and walked away with a look of deep tiredness.

Even before going to bed, Ouyang didn't forget to hold his mobile phone and put it on the bedside table.

Just as he was lying down, the screen of the phone suddenly lit up, and the phone rang.

Ouyang glanced at it pretending to be calm, and his sleepy eyes became clear again.

He answered the phone, breathed slightly for a moment, and listened intently.

"Ou Yang."

The low and deep voice was extremely magnetic, but with a touch of tenderness, it reached Ou Yang's ears.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ouyang was stunned for a while, his face was stained red again, and he reacted very slowly: "Huh?"

A burst of low laughter came from that side, and one could imagine Lou Heng's happy expression.

Lou Heng slowed down his speech, and softly uttered a sentence with his thin lips.

"Good night, my little fool."