Special gene development monitoring

When it comes to the school season in January, I basically run here after Christmas.

My favorite book is The Wealth of Nations, and basically all modern economic theories are derivatives of it.I bought it and put it on the bedside, flipping through it before going to bed, maybe I will write a short poem on the spur of the moment and put a strange picture in it, so this book is my diary in disguise.And when I came back from an appointment with a real estate agent, I froze in place the moment I opened the door.

Charlie was lazily lying on my side on my bed, reading the book with relish, with an unusually soft expression.

My heart began to pound again, because I knew very well that apart from how to OOXX or XXOO with Charlie, it was how he OOXX me.Ever since I started thinking about him, all kinds of new gadgets have emerged every day, and the book is already so thick, how many original erotic pictures are there in it?

-_-!

He looked up at me for a while, and he seemed to be in a good mood. I went into the dormitory stiffly, took off my coat and sat at the desk, while he gently patted the place beside me, I walked slowly like I saw a cat Walked on tiptoe like a gray mouse and lay down slowly.

After that, I was half lying in his arms and followed him through most of my creations. The beautiful little pieces of paper changed from jerky to lifelike, plus one after another crappy poems without rhythm. A book can be published...

Of course it's not some body-heating PORNStuff, it's not even up to that standard.

"Can you lend it to me for two days?" He looked at me sideways.This is Charlie, he always likes to make eye contact, and I always tell the truth no matter how much I pretend to be eyes, well, the embarrassment is clear, it's a pleasure to entertain him!

"2 days?" I looked up at him, trying to focus on the numbers.

"Uhm... 3 days is better." I could clearly hear the vibration in his chest, with a faint chuckle as if he was panting.

"This is private, why don't you apologize to me?" I looked down and played with my fingers, but my eyes were fixed on his belt buckle.

"I'm sorry, can you forgive me?" There was a joyful tone in his voice, but I didn't feel the embarrassment of being found out about the little secret. In fact, he could see it better, not to mention that I didn't care about his things. He must have known the idea a long time ago!

"yes~~~" He kissed my cheek with the bridge of his nose, as if he was sniffing something carefully, my breathing began to be rapid, I closed my eyes slightly and turned my face to meet his breathing, at this moment, Ibreathinghimin , this may be the most intimate thing.

After staying like this for a while, I preemptively stood up and straddled him, and focused on unbuttoning his shirt one by one. I knew he was looking at me with interest, but I didn't dare to look at him.

Such a charming guy must be liked by many, many girls.Even though I know Charlie is a paranoid, and the virtue of a paranoid is that they stay the same.But I still want to stamp him.

Fortunately, he didn't pull a sweater over the shirt, otherwise it would be difficult to pull it to the extent that the shoulders were exposed, and when I did this, I already kissed his beautiful shoulder blades with emotion before reason, and left traces on them with all my strength.When I was gnawing on his collarbone, I could clearly hear his moaning softly, his voice was unusually alluring, and his hands stroked my hair one by one, as if encouraging.

"Youaremine." I whispered in his ear softly and noncommittally.

"Yes, Iam." The low voice rang next to my ear.

I straightened up in shock, and stared at him with rounded eyes, but his eyes only receded and took it for granted.

"Jane, have you packed up? There's a party tonight." With the sound of the door opening, roommate Sarah yelled.

She is a very vivacious girl with striking legs.And I quickly pulled Charlie's shirt off him.

God, that's an awkward position.

"Oh, it looks like I'm back too early!" Sarah teased.She took a beer from the refrigerator and sat down on the table to drink it. I stared at her, my face was red and hot, and Charlie just stood up slowly and buttoned his buttons one by one.

When Charlie gave me a "Later.s, baby" look, took my book and walked away, Sarah immediately jumped down and walked over to me, "Hey, he is so charming, I thought you were a Where is the saint!"

"Of course not! It's just a separation!" I shrugged and turned back to make the bed.I swear if she wasn't there I would have grabbed the sheets and sniffed them carefully.

"Then do you want to go hunting together at night? It is said that this party is organized by a fraternity, and there are handsome guys..." Sarah threw the finished wine bottle into the trash can, and threw herself into the bed.

"It's not bad to have a drink." I looked up at her, raising my eyebrows.

"You know you're such a hotstuff sometimes, but it's a pity I'm not a lesbian." She paused for a moment, then sighed.

Of course I know, but when I touch Charlie's temperament, it's completely gone...

I went to the party with Sarah in the evening. There were indeed quite a few good-looking guys, but they usually came for Getlaid. If they saw someone like me who was not approachable, they just let it go. There were also interested ones who were eager to try and come over to talk to me. History and humanities, seeing that I ignored it and gave up, isn't it a short night, how could it be possible to waste time in useless places?

"Comeon, Jane, are you really here for a drink?" Sarah ran over to get a drink after dancing, and added some ingredients to the glass by the way, "Would you like some?"

"No, you just need to be happy." I swallowed my alcoholic drink and saw Charlie walking in through the door with some handsome boys.He is really the benchmark of asceticism, slacks with shirts and casual suits, and the three boys next to him are the same, only one is out of place with them, but in the middle with them as brothers and shoulders, the whole group looks like It's like a weird and well-timed mashup.That's right, that mix-and-match kid is our alumni Jerry Hirsch, he claims to be a friend who wears a pair of underwear with Charlie. Treasure-level characters.It seems they get along well.

I put my head down and pretended to drink, and looked elsewhere.This afternoon was too spooky.That's what he answered me! !And it was the fastest reply ever in history!It's okay when you are in doubt, but once you are sure, I am at a loss.

"Hey! Jenny! Why are you here?" Jerry saw me all the way and started to shout, I turned around and waved at him.There is always no shortage of one kind of person in the world --- a person who has no wink.

O^O

"Jenny also came here to go to school? Why didn't you tell me?" Jerry was a loudspeaker, and I heard his questioning Charlie from a long distance away.

And Charlie lowered his head and said something in his ear, and Jerry immediately widened his eyes, "What? I didn't call it? It's a nickname! Just because you don't call it doesn't mean I can't call it!" Putting down the wine, he turned to look at Jerry, who was spreading his hands in a carefree manner, "OhJenny, we are destined!" As if to hug me, Charlie stretched out his hand unhurriedly and grabbed his shoulder, "Auch! It’s just a hug, and we don’t allow nicknames, it’s too strict..." The last words turned into grinning grins, and it took a while for Charlie to let go of his hand and put it in his pocket come to me.

"I like that book very much." Charlie whispered in my ear, the volume should be covered by the fiery dance music, but for some reason, I clearly captured every word.That's not the point!Is he... implying something?Accept my love?That book is full of love for him!

I really want to find a seam in the ground to get in and kill me without coming out.

Jerry rubbed his shoulders and looked at us curiously, "Oh! I haven't introduced you yet, this is Dan, this is Steven, and this is Robert."

The three boys smiled at me one by one, and once again lamented that this group of people (except Jerry) is simply a beautiful British landscape. Those who didn't know it thought they were in Oxford.

"Forget it, I don't care about you gentlemen, you can fish here passively, I'll take the initiative to catch it." Jerry took a few sips of wine and turned and walked into the dance floor.

"What did you do today?" Charlie whispered into my ear.My ears were itchy from his breathing, and I subconsciously tilted my head.He's 6.2 feet, that's what Sophie, Stoker's housekeeper, laughed and muttered when I was a guest there, and Mrs. Young's favorite thing to do every Christmas is to measure my height. Well, I'm 5.3 feet, but Imagine how big the gap is between us.I turned my head to look at him, his eyes were full of smiles, he lowered his head thoughtfully and turned his ears to one side.

Why do you think he has nice ears?

O_o

"Go see the real estate agent." I leaned into his ear and answered.

He nodded knowingly, and lowered his head to my ear, "I found a nice apartment, and there are still rooms available." After speaking, he raised his head and looked straight into my eyes.

In some respects we can be said to be the same kind of people, especially this one, we can always clearly know what other people are thinking, and this kind of understanding is even deeper for the person we care about, he knows what kind of person I am, What I want, I don't tell him, but he just knows.

No, that's not the point.Is he inviting me to live with him? ? ? ? ? ?