Strawberry Kiss Mark

Lu Xingyan was very high, and when he approached, Shen Xingruo felt a shadow and a familiar smell of grass.

His voice seemed to be trembling from his chest, with a muffled graininess.

Shen Xingruo's head went blank for a few seconds.

——The blood is flowing into a river, don’t you feel it?

Shen Xingruo finished blank and felt it.

It really doesn't feel.

She raised her head and met Lu Xingyan's gaze. For a while, it was difficult to tell whether Lu Xingyan was so angry that he was so embarrassed to receive the book Shantihai that he deliberately played her or...really...

Shen Xingruo calmly slapped his hand away, "You lied to me?"

Lu Xingyan was still standing very close to her, his head lowered, watching her pretending to be calm, and he whispered softly, "I lied to you, I will come to my aunt, okay? Your chair is all stained, and I just gave it to you. You wiped it off."

Shen Xingruo didn't move for a few seconds. Suddenly he tensed his face, pressed the edge of the air conditioner at his waist with his hands, and turned around to go back to the room.

"Hey you—"

Before Lu Xingyan could scream, Shen Xingruo was a white bird waving his tail. As he turned and walked back in a hurry, he was tripped by the air conditioner that was already on the ground.

Fortunately, Lu Xingyan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her.

It was just this pulling that both of them were unstable. They leaned back so much, stepped back a few steps, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

With a personal air cushion like Lu Xingyan, Shen Xingruo was fine except for the place where his kneecap was a little bit painful.

After a few seconds of confusion, Shen Xingruo blinked calmly, only to find that his face was buried in Lu Xingyan's stomach.

And the hem of his T-shirt is half opened, and his stomach is, um, his stomach should be called abdominal muscles.

A bit hard.

It seems that his basketball is not for nothing.

Compared with Shen Xingruo, Lu Xingyan's reflection arc appears to be longer.

Of course, it could also be because he was a human air cushion, so when he fell down like this, there were too many places to be stressed, and he couldn't react to it for a while.

The back of the head is a little bit painful, and the lower body is a bit painful when pressed.

The sourness of the twitch of the left leg--

It seems to be cramping.

Of course! These are not important!

The important thing is that he can feel that Shen Xingruo's entire face is buried on his stomach!

Eyelashes blink and swipe, breathing warm and moist.

This white peacock seemed to still want to talk, and his mouth moved!

This is so **** untrue.

For the first time, Lu Xingyan hoped that his stomach was a soft bun, so that Shen Xingruo buried his face like a mold in pottery clay. It was tightly attached to every inch, which was very comfortable.

Before he carefully savored the intertwined feeling of pain and sweetness, Shen Xingruo was fascinated by the taste of his abdominal muscles.

She held down Lu Xingyan's cramped leg and got up with strength.

Lu Xingyan was caught off guard and pressed one Buddha into the sky and two Buddhas were born. He closed his eyes and almost died before he got married.

Shen Xingruo finally got up and tidied up the air-conditioning quilt surrounding his lower body with great care.

Seeing Lu Xingyan lying on the ground with her eyes closed, she touched him with slippers, "Lu Xingyan."

Lu Xingyan didn't speak.

"Lu Xingyan rises up, do you think you are Princess Pea or Snow White, do you still need a prince to kiss you?"

"..."

"The prince doesn't need it, it would be nice for you to kiss him."

Lu Xingyan endured the cramps and suffocated such a sentence, and imagined that it would be even better if she hugged and raised a full set. She couldn't afford to change him!

Seeing that Lu Xingyan is still poor in kung fu, Shen Xingruo felt that he should be fine.

I took political materials from the table, covered his face intimately, and arranged the task: "No matter what your posture, you will show me the one I just circled, and then the few important philosophical principles and methodology Be sure to carry it well in the evening. I went to take a bath and will come here for spot checks later."

After speaking, she lifted the air conditioner a little, and walked straight over his thigh.

-

That night, Shen Xingruo and Lu Xingyan worked together until two o'clock in the morning.

The seventeenth birthday was spent in a review based on the recognition of his son seeing his father and **** violence.

The next day was the final exam. Shen Xingruo sat in the first seat of the first exam hall. Five minutes before the exam started, her stomach hurt suddenly.

Only then did she remember that the brown sugar **** tea that Aunt Zhou gave her when she went out was in Lu Xingyan's bag.

This kind of pain comes quickly, and I don't know when it will stop, and will it hurt again after it stops.

Soon she was sweating and her lips turned pale.

She sits in the first place in the grade. She has a good temperament and a beautiful person, so the invigilator will naturally look at it more.

At this glance, she found that her expression was wrong, and the invigilator hurriedly stepped forward to show concern, "Shen Xingruo, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling well?"

Shen Xingruo nodded.

The invigilator asked again: "Can you still persist?"

Shen Xingruo nodded again.

But the pain became stronger.

She hasn't eaten anything cold recently, and she doesn't know why it hurts so much this time.

She didn't say a word, pursing her lips, and resisted.

The test was about to start, and she said she could still persist, and the invigilator was not good at saying anything, so she returned to the podium and was about to open the test bag.

While the invigilator was holding the test bag to show everyone, someone suddenly broke into the classroom.

The visitor stopped at the door, panting slightly.

"Classmate? Did you just come here? Sit back to your seat quickly."

A crowd of candidates in an examination room was speechless.

The invigilators don't know each other, but they all know each other.

Lu Xingyan... let him open the exam by himself, I'm afraid that he won't be able to come to the first exam room.

Lu Xing postponed, not ashamed of being a Guangmingding believer, and explained: "My examination room is on the sixth floor. Here is something to give."

Invigilator: "..."

Lu Xingyan put the bottle of brown sugar **** tea on Shen Xingruo's table, then threw a warm baby on her table, and greeted him, "Go, take the test."

The nearby students slandered in their hearts.

Does Shen Xingruo want you to worry about? ? ?

You don't worry about worrying about yourself either...

Although the invigilator felt that a person taking an exam on the sixth floor should not be able to type out any shocking cheat sheet to help the first grade, but he went to check it routinely, "What is this?"

"Warm baby."

With that said, Shen Xingruo opened one.

-

Lu Xingyan remembered that Shen Xingruo's brown sugar **** tea was in his bag when the invigilator asked everyone to put their schoolbags in front.

It happened that Chen Zhu was in the same examination room with him, and his aunt also came, so he asked for a warm baby from Chen Zhu, and sent them off together despite the invigilator's dissuasion.

I don't know if it was because of doing good deeds. He felt that the test papers this time were not so stellar.

In the first Chinese exam, he wrote all the parts of ancient poems silently.

The political exam in the afternoon was even more impressive. When he saw the big questions, he remembered what Shen Xingruo said when he humiliated him:

"Is it that hard to recite? You broadcast pigs in the pigpen every day. These relationships are all connected and then transformed into each other. They depend on each other and influence each other."

"Lu Xingyan, you are really a pig. If you really don't know how to do it, then you can write a sentence \'Stay down-to-earth and insist on seeking truth from facts\' will it work."

"Do you think that you are a best-selling author. Every word is very valuable? When writing these six words, do you think you are a jewel or give someone a clue to the treasure? If there are six points, you have to answer three points, and you have to get it together. ."

When writing the question, Shen Xingruo's words seemed like magic sounds, forcing him to write non-stop.

At six points, he didn't just answer three points. He was surprised to answer six points. If he gave him some more time, he could boast about twelve points.

Anyway, after the main content is answered, the rest is just a routine, and Hu Biuhai is done.

The next exam bell rang, and the last student collected papers in ascending order of seat number.

It happened that the last of Lu Xingyan's group was Li Chengfan, and when he received Lu Xingyan's test paper, he was full of question marks.

This fucking, it's full of...

After leaving the examination room, Li Chengfan grabbed Lu Xingyan's neck and asked, "Brother Yan, you are not kind, you, where did you get the reduced copy? You write so full!"

"Fuck you, who did the cheat sheet?" Lu Xingyan lifted his hand and pointed at himself, "Use your pig's brain to think about it, when did I cheat?"

Li Chengfan thought.

Not really.

What Lu Xingyan said at that time, what he said, it doesn't matter what he said, but if he was caught for cheating, he would be out of grade.

He is quite tall and graceful, quite a bit of my poor grades, but I am an upright and innocent boy.

Of course, Li Chengfan can't believe even a word of his high style. Li Chengfan thinks that he is mainly lazy, so he is too lazy to copy.

So this is even more frightening.

What the **** is it that made an innocent and good boy who was too lazy to write cheat sheets to fill up the political examination papers with only the 0.01% brain developed...?

What's wrong.

-

It is rare for Lu Xingyan to take the exam seriously, and Shen Xingruo barely survived the two exams on the first day because of the brown sugar water and warm baby.

Although it was still uncomfortable on the second and third days, my stomach no longer hurts.

In the English test bell, the final exam officially came to an end.

The moment she left the examination room, she felt that the whole teaching building was brisk.

The students in the other examination rooms all returned to the first class one after another, returning the tables and chairs to their original positions.

Wang Youfu also entered the classroom soon. The main thing is to curse everyone. When school starts, it is the third year of high school. Don't slack in a race against time...

Then I sent everyone the social practice of the summer vacation and a letter to parents.

The general idea of ​​the letter to parents is to allow parents to urge students to review at home, pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and do not play in the water in summer.

Shen Xingruo later realized that, except for the start of school a little earlier, Mingli did not intend to organize summer tuition.

This surprised her a little.

As always, Wang Youfu spoke slowly, which made the little chickens who are eager to welcome the holiday extremely restless.

Lu Xingyan didn't feel much restlessness. He was mainly interested in the exam this time.

The last test was English. When Wang Youfu was speaking on stage, he took the English questionnaire he brought out and looked at it over and over.

When he saw the reading comprehension, he really didn’t understand it, so he asked Shen Xingruo, “The answers I found in the text for the first two questions should be correct. However, what the reading comprehension is talking about, I just What kind of smoke, coffee, and food do you see?"

If Shen Xing knew what he was talking about without looking at the test paper, he turned his gaze to the podium and replied softly: "This reading comprehension refers to studies that show that people are addicted to things with mild discomfort, such as tobacco, alcohol, and coffee. Then the second paragraph begins with examples and explaining the specific content of the research."

"So." Lu Xingyan heard what Shen Xingruo said, and was a little interested. "Is this research true or fabricated?"

Shen Xingruo: "It should be true."

Lu Xingyan thought about it carefully and found it reasonable.

Was he uncomfortable with Shen Xing at first?

Now--

Really scented:)

However, he agreed with him in his heart, and he was still a living stalker, and he said, "Then no one is addicted to shit."

Shen Xingruo paused, turned his head to look at him, and looked up and down, his eyes were quite incredible.

After looking at it, she asked: "When you were eating shit, did you feel slightly unwell?"

She also emphasized the word "slightly".

"..."

"No, no, it must be more than mild discomfort."

After speaking, Lu Xingyan changed his words again, "No, I haven't eaten **** yet."

This sound rang in quiet intervals, and it was not so easy that the whole class could hear it, but the students in the front and back, left and right heard it clearly and clearly.

Li Chengfan had an expression of "Are you fong?"

Other people's inner small theater is also frantically brushing the barrage.

Shen Xingruo was quiet for a few seconds and spoke out the barrage for them, "You seem to be sorry and want to eat?"