Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

Wen Yang: "..."

Although, why did he catch a glimpse of the big hooligan from the corner of his eye and seemed to smile?

The smile is still sinister, like a big bad wolf showing its fangs after a trick

Wen Yang suddenly turned his head to look over, the big gangster blinked at him, with an innocent and apologetic expression.

Wen Yang frowned, was he delusional?

"Then..." Wen Yang lowered his head and responded in a low voice, "Then squeeze."

"Little friend," Shao Ning laughed, "Thank you."

……

It's just that at night, looking at the small bed that was only 90 meters wide, Shao Ning still pinched his brows.

"Little friend," Shao Ning pinched his palms hard to prevent his voice from revealing too much desire, "Are you sleeping in?"

"Ah," Wen Yang looked more confused than him, and nodded like a little robot, "Okay."

It's just that after talking, the person still stands still.

"Not going to bed yet?" Shao Ning laughed, "What are you waiting for?"

"Ah," Wen Yang nodded again foolishly, "Go."

After standing there for another two seconds, Wen Yang suddenly came back to his senses, climbed onto the bed and got under the covers.

Seeing the child lying down, Shao Ning pulled the quilt over his face, only his big round eyes were exposed, then he suddenly bent down and leaned over.

too suddenly.

Wen Yang's eyes widened as he looked at the face of the big hooligan who was close at hand, and his heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.

It's very loud and heavy, like beating a big drum again and again, as if the whole chest is vibrating.

"You..." Wen Yang forced his voice out of his throat, still trembling slightly, "What are you doing?"

Shao Ning didn't answer, and looked down at the kid lying under him.

His eyes widened twice more than usual, the tips of his ears were red, and his hands were tightly clutching the quilt, so hard that his fingertips were turning white.

Obviously, the child is nervous and shy, but there is no fear or disgust.

This realization made Shao Ning even more excited. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, lowered his head again, and moved closer.

They were so close that their lips were close to touching each other, and for a moment, Wen Yang thought that the gangster would really kiss him.

It was so close that his head went blank, and there was a buzzing in his ears. After that, he made a movement that seemed very natural—Wen Yang subconsciously closed his eyes.

But at such a moment, Shao Ning suddenly woke up.

The child below him still had his eyes closed, and his long and dense eyelashes kept fluttering, like the wings of a butterfly.

Obviously already nervous and shy to the point of exploding|exploding, but the child did not avoid, did not refuse, on the contrary, even made such an action, such an action that was almost an invitation, almost a sacrifice.

This was an extravagant wish that Shao Ning had never dared to dream of for two years or more.

Huge ecstasy exploded in the head one after another like fireworks.

But it was also because of this that he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

His little friend, such a good little friend, deserves a kiss that is far better than it is now, more suitable, cleaner, more natural and free from excessive desire.

Shao Ning pinched his palms twice more, and smiled as naturally as possible, "Little friend, let me turn on the light."

While speaking, he reached out and turned on the small mushroom lamp above Wen Yang's head, then straightened up and backed away.

The aura belonging to another person above his head suddenly withdrew, followed by an extraordinarily soft warm yellow halo.

Wen Yang hadn't recovered too much, so he slowed down for two seconds before slowly opening his eyes.

The big rogue had already walked to the door and turned off the ceiling light, leaving only a vague outline hidden in the darkness.

Wen Yang heard him say: "Little friend, you go to bed first, I'll go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette."

Wen Yang subconsciously nodded, and after he finished, he remembered that it was so dark that the big gangster might not be able to see it, so he answered "OK" again.

After that, as if to prove that he was going to sleep with practical actions, he deliberately turned over to the right, facing the wall.

He closed his eyes, but Wen Yang didn't feel sleepy.

Behind him came the sound of the hooligan's approaching, and then walking away footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the balcony door being gently opened and closed.

It seemed that it was accompanied by a short beep of a lighter, and after that, Wen Yang couldn't hear it anymore.

About 5 minutes later, the balcony door rang again, and the big hooligan came in. The sound of footsteps approached and stopped in front of the bed, and Wen Yang subconsciously held his breath.

But before the big hooligan lay down, within 2 minutes, the footsteps were far away again.

Then the bathroom door opened and then closed again.

then

Then it's half an hour

During the whole process, from the beginning to the end, Wen Yang didn't dare to move. As long as he thought of something that the big gangster might be doing in the bathroom, although he couldn't see it or even make a sound, he still stopped. His whole body felt hot all the time, even when the fever reached forty degrees, he had never felt so hot.

Shao Ning finally came out self-sufficient, did enough psychological construction for himself and lay down, and what he reaped was a child who was so burned that he was about to spontaneously combust.

Shao Ning was so frightened that he almost picked up the child and rushed to Shen Yao's house to go to the emergency room at night.

"I don't, I don't have a fever." The child hid his head under the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Quick, go to bed!"

After staring at the ceiling for two seconds, Shao Ning realized that the kid might just be shy

It was fatal!

Shao Ning scolded himself in his heart, "I can't live without doing my own crimes", and replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay, sleep, good night, children", then turned around and turned back to Wen Yang.

Wen Yang also replied "Good night" in a low voice, and buried his head deeper.

The two of them were indeed working very hard, one stuck to the wall and the other leaned against the edge of the bed, but the bed was too narrow for 90, and both of them were tall and had long legs.

No matter how hard you try, it is inevitable that there will be a slight touch on the back.

It's not completely stuck together, and there are two layers of fabric, just a small part, which seems to be rubbing against each other, but it seems to be more hot than completely stuck together.

It was already late at night, the corridor had already quieted down, and the dormitory was so quiet that the second hand of the clock could be heard ticking by. The air was filled with the smell of the same shower gel used by two people.

It is easy to breed ambiguity.

……

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Shao Ning had already started to go stiff all over, and it was so long that he remembered to take a cold shower in the bathroom again, and the child's head suddenly leaned against him without warning.

Shao Ning felt that the pores all over his body opened up in an instant.

In the next second, the child, who had already fallen asleep and felt unconscious, held his furry head against Shao Ning's neck and gently rubbed it twice.

In the next second, the child's arms, legs, and whole body were all entangled

Hold!not human!This can't bear being a human being!

Shao Ning took a deep breath, then turned over, and completely pressed the child who was particularly dishonest when he was asleep into his arms, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

He is no longer human, he can bear it!

……

When I woke up the next morning and opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the hooligan's chest.

Wen Yang dozed off and ran for a quarter.

Afterwards, he realized how intimate the two were in their current position, and how he was completely held in the arms of the gangster.

Wen Yang dozed off and ran away halfway.

After that, I suddenly felt a certain position below, being bumped lightly or hard.

Wen Yang dozed off and ran away completely!

He wanted to move, but he didn't dare to move at all. Just as he was struggling, Shao Ning woke up too, and said to him in his unique low and hoarse voice in the morning, "Good morning, little friend."

Wen Yang blushed and stumbled back, "Good morning."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but glance into the quilt.

Realizing what the kid was looking at, Shao Ning chuckled, "I'm sorry, my brother is more energetic in the morning."

Wen Yang is not able to react to this kind of anthropomorphic usage.

After staring at the big hooligan for two seconds, Wen Yang suddenly realized that this guy had started to lose his temper early in the morning, so he jumped up from the bed, stepped over him and jumped to the ground.

His movements are as vigorous as a high jumper.

Shao Ning didn't tease the children any more, he lifted the quilt and was about to get up, but just before he got up on the ground, his eyes suddenly went dark, Shao Ning's arms shook, and he lay back down again.

Wen Yang was startled, and rushed over to hold his arm, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Shao Ning propped his arms up and wanted to sit up again, "I just got up too fast, hypoglycemia."

There is still half a sentence left.

In fact, not only because of the fierceness, but also because of raising the flag all night until dawn

Of course, there is no need to say this to the children.

Wen Yang was obviously worried, and pressed his arm to push him back to the bed, pursing his lips, "You lie down a little longer."

It was indeed sleepy and tired, Shao Ning didn't try to be brave, curled the corners of his mouth, and closed his eyes again.

……

But neither of the two of them thought that lying down would not be a moment, but a day.

Opening his eyes again, looking at the darkening sky outside, Shao Ning was in a daze, "Little friend, what time is it now?"

"A quarter past ten." Wen Yang glanced at his phone and replied blankly.

"Ah," Shao Ning opened his mouth and asked another nonsense, "evening?"

Wen Yang suspected that this person might have fallen asleep, pointed to the dark sky outside, and said two words, "Morning."

"No," Shao Ning laughed, and wiped his face with his hand, "I'm sleepy, have I really slept for so long? All day?"

Wen Yang didn't speak, and pointed to the stack of papers that he had finished on the desk.

Shao Ning looked at the stack of papers, then at the obviously speechless kid, and burst out laughing.

"I really didn't expect to sleep for so long." Shao Ning got out of bed and folded the quilt. "I thought I was dreaming. I dreamed that you were sleeping with me. I dreamed that my brother greeted you early in the morning."

Just as Wen Yang poured a glass of water and came over to pass it to him, when he heard this, he turned around decisively and wanted to walk away.

"My fault," Shao Ning raised his hand to hold the child's arm, took the water glass from the child's hand with one hand, and made a zipper motion on his mouth with the other hand, "I won't say anything, I'll shut up."

Wen Yang pursed his lips and nodded coolly twice.

"Are you hungry?" Shao Ning drank half a glass of water in one go, "Did you eat in the morning? Did you eat in the afternoon? Did you eat in the evening?"

"Eat." Wen Yang responded briefly, then pointed to the trash can.

Shao Ning followed the child's finger and saw in the trash can, the packaging bags of three doll head cakes

"Eat this in one day?" Shao Ning immediately blamed himself, "My fault, I shouldn't have taken the water last night"

Before the word "sprinkle" came out, Shao Ning bit the tip of his tongue and barely stopped the car.

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows.

"It's nothing," Shao Ning said immediately, "Let's go, I'll take you to have a late-night snack."

It's the snack street next to the school. I pass by it every day to and from school, but it really looks different at night.

Compared with the daytime, at night, because of the hanging lights, it looks brighter, more lively, and more fireworks.

In addition to the small shops that are normally open during the day, there are many small stalls on both sides of the road at night.

It's richer than what Li Xingyu said.

There are fried skewers and boiled ones. There is no shortage of oden fried rice cakes, grilled cold noodles, takoyaki, and glutinous rice balls with candied haws.

Every stall was full of people.

Some were boarding students who slipped out, some were wearing school uniforms and pajamas, and some were residents living in nearby communities.

Everyone carried at least three light snacks in their hands, and their brows and eyes were full of joy and satisfaction.

Apart from drinking beer and eating barbecue at barbecue shops, or indulging in nightclubs, Wen Yang rarely has the experience of eating roadside stalls with people at night, and everything he sees is novel.

Shao Ning squeezed out from the oden stall and handed him a big cup of steaming oden, "I've been hungry all day, eat this hot one first, and I'll go buy you something else."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and squeezed into the long line of the next takoyaki shop.

Wen Yang reached out and grabbed him.

"Huh?" Shao Ning stopped and looked at the child, "Don't want to eat takoyaki? Tell me what you want to eat."

Wen Yang shook his head, without saying a word, he took out a string of steaming meatballs from the cup and handed it to Shao Ning.

Shao Ning froze for a moment, then laughed, instead of reaching out to take it, he lowered his head and bit off a ball from the child's hand.

"Be good," Shao Ning raised his hand and rubbed the kid's head, "You eat first, I'll go buy it later, don't worry."

Wen Yang nodded, let go of the big rogue, and watched him squeeze into the takoyaki line again, stand on the side of the road, and eat another meatball.

There are people coming and going around, and there are quite a few like them, one is going to buy, the other is waiting on the side of the road, or after they are all bought, the two stand together on the side of the road, chatting while eating.

Standing next to Wen Yang were two boys, still wearing their school uniforms.

At first, Wen Yang didn't pay attention to them, and he didn't have the interest or habit of eavesdropping on other people's chats.

But the voices of these two people were really loud, Wen Yang didn't want to hear them, but still a few words fell into his ears.

And, coincidentally, a name that Wen Yang was too familiar with was mentioned.

"Hey, is that Tang Yun'a?"

"Which which?"

"That's it, the takoyaki."

"It seems to be! Didn't he rent a room with Hua Yi outside? Why did he suddenly live on campus?"

"Cut! He must have had a falling out with Hua Yi. He is like that. He has a dead face all day long. When others call him "God Tang", he really regards himself as a god. Who can be friends with him! "

"Hahahahaha! Tang God? I think he is almost Tang Shen! Didn't you hear someone say that here is his brain, and if there is a problem, he will automatically."

The last word "disabled" was not uttered, seeing the man with cold eyes suddenly appearing in front of him, all the boy's words were stuck in his throat.

"Say it again, who has a problem?"

Wen Yang tightly grasped the boy's eyes, his tone was cold.

Facing Wen Yang's eyes, the boy subconsciously felt chills behind his back, but he still insisted on replying, "In the first place, Tang Yun's brain is sick!"

"Oh," Wen Yang laughed, and took another step towards the boy, "Then I'll let you see what it means to be sick today."

Sensing the danger, the boy instinctively backed away.

But Wen Yang didn't give him another chance to retreat, he stretched out his free hand and grabbed one of the boy's arms neatly, and then, with the other hand, took the steaming oden that was half left, and directly buckled it. on top of the boy's head.