Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 229: The Boss Covers You (15,16)

Chapter 229: The Boss Covers You (15)The process of buying a mobile phone is very smooth, is in the era of smart phone replacement, Zongque uses mobile phones to focus on functions, the original mobile phone is better than small size, easy to carry, long battery life, and now the new mobile phone is more need to take pictures.
They are not in the same classroom, and it is too time-consuming for Ling Shuo to go back and forth between classes, so it is better to take pictures and communicate conveniently.
Zong Que looks at the function, while Ling Shuo looks at the price, and the latest and most expensive is the best.
The purpose of the two people is not a conflict, but when they pay, Ling Shuo single-handedly does it.
"Send you."
The packed bag was handed over, Zong Que looked at the young man with a smile in front of him, and reached out to take it: "Thank you."
Ling Shuo looked at him, leaned closer and asked, "You don't think I humiliated you with money, do you?" Xueba
originally fancy another one, but he feels that if his boyfriend wants to buy it, he must buy the best, and Xueba should choose the cheap one, probably because he is shy.
"Nope." Zong Que just couldn't tell him that this kind of product is updated quickly, and there is no need to pursue the most expensive, which is a difference in consumption philosophy, but there is no need to change, "Who thinks you have humiliated him with money?"
"Isn't that what the TV show does?" Ling Shuo grabbed his shoulder and said.
"I don't think so." Zong Que said.
"I knew that Xueba didn't care about this kind of thing." Ling Shuo touched the phone box from the bag he was carrying and opened it, "I'll teach you to play this."
"Hmm." Zong Que took the box he opened and put it in the bag, watched the young man take the hand on his shoulder and seriously click the function on it, looked up at the storefront of the mall and said, "There are benches there, sit down and look."
"Okay, let's go." Ling Shuo put one hand on his shoulder and continued to look down, obviously very interested in this new phone.
Zong Que pulled his arm, making people follow suit, but saw that he suddenly raised his mobile phone towards him.
"The pixels are really good." Ling Shuo casually patted his hand, looking at the picture he had just captured and subconsciously turned his eyes to look at him because of his movements, and felt that it was really handsome.
But when he pinched his mobile phone and planned to upload a copy to his mobile phone, he suddenly heard the sound of sprinting from not far away, and when he subconsciously looked up, the figure was already in front of him, and he was about to collide.
Ling Shuo subconsciously wanted to move, but his brain was a little numb for a while, feeling that the left and right might collide, but he was pulled aside by the force on his arm, watching the figure that almost collided passing by, but he was still a little puzzled why someone was in such a hurry, but the mobile phone in his hand was almost dragged away, and an exclamation came from behind him: "My bag!!
Ling Shuo frowned, looking at the figure that was almost bumping into everywhere in the mall and chasing him directly: "Catch the thief!" Give me a stop! Zong
Que's hands were empty, and the young man who was still beside him just now had already flown up and chased after him.
With his shout, the other originally unconscious guests gave way one after another, watching the two figures chase back and forth and leave, and even got off the elevator one after another, chasing on it, causing many people on it to panic.
Now I can't catch up anymore, Zong Que narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked to the side of the up and down straight ladder, the straight ladder up and down is much faster than the escalator, the inside is transparent, you can look directly outside, and because of the movement there, some people look out, and let the speed here reach the first floor.
The mall has five floors, with escalators in all directions, and at least four large exits.
The person carrying the bag squeezed people down from the escalator, glanced back in the panicked eyes of the crowd, and ran towards the gate, but when he turned back, he almost bumped into a person, stumbled under his feet, and directly fell to the ground with the bag.
"Zong Que, stop him, don't let him run!" Ling Shuo's call came from the escalator.
The man who got up from the ground tried to pick up the bag, but saw a figure in front of him.
The mall became chaotic, and some security guards ran after them from behind: "Stop!
The man couldn't pull the bag on the ground, turned his head to look, and when he looked at the person blocking in front of him, his pitted face was anxious with ruthlessness, and he directly smashed it with a fist: "Fuck!" Get out of the way for Lao Tzu!
"Zongque!" Ling Shuo got off the elevator, saw this scene and quickened his pace, his heart hanged, but he saw that the person facing straight to the side reached out and held the man's wrist, and when he pulled it sideways, he kicked directly to the bend of the man's leg.
The tall man knelt directly on the ground, and his hand was directly screwed behind him by Zong Que's one hand, and he couldn't get up no matter how he struggled and scolded.
Ling Shuo's steps slowly stopped, his eyes blinked lightly at that scene, and he didn't know how to react for a while.
It was only a few tens of meters away, and the security guard stepped forward and held the man down in a crowd: "Don't move."
"Be honest."
"Thank you, the young man is good."
"You're welcome." Zong Que freed his hand and looked at the slightly panting youth, his eyes slightly heavy.
Ling Shuo looked at the person who was twisted away a little back to his senses, ran over a few steps, looked Zong Que up and down, and said, "Are you okay?" Your skills..."
When his gaze met the other party's eyes, his body was full of excitement, and he felt as if it was a little terrifying.
"You, what's wrong with you?" Ling Shuo looked at him stiffly, his heart contracted, and he swallowed back directly if he wanted to ask him about his skills, and swallowed his saliva.
"Go back." Zong Que looked at the puzzled but safe young man in front of him, withdrew his gaze, took his arm and turned to walk out of the mall.
Ling Shuo followed but was a little inexplicable, feeling as if he was angry, why? Isn't it good to see righteous deeds, this is the kind that can be recognized by the school.
When they came, they came by themselves, and when they went back, they called a car, and there was some silence along the way, Ling Shuo looked at the people next to him, feeling that he was obviously reasonable, but it seemed that he couldn't speak.
The sunset has set, Haicheng is connected to the sea and there is a river, the car travels all the way along the riverbank road, Zong Que sits quietly and looks out the window, and looks at the big river that runs through both sides when the car passes the bridge.
In autumn, the river rises a little and looks calm from afar, but it can carry ferries to sail on it, even if the car tries to pass the bridge, it takes a few minutes.
In winter, it freezes, thin or thick, and can sometimes carry people walking on it.
And this is the place where the people next to him are buried, the ice broke, someone fell into the water, he went into the water to rescue, but because of the constantly breaking ice and the flowing river exhausted his physical strength, he slept here forever.
In the original world line, the node of time was during the winter vacation of the second year of high school, and he didn't even have time to become an adult.
It is good to be anxious for justice and righteousness, but his life is also important.
The car got off the bridge, gently bumped, and the person sitting next to him seemed to touch his shoulder because of inertia, and whispered: "Don't be angry, you tell me what I did wrong." Brother
Shuo was aggrieved, obviously did good things but didn't know where to provoke his daughter-in-law, but even if he didn't know what was wrong, he still had to coax.
Zong Que withdrew his gaze and looked at him, and the young man reached out and gently poked his leg, his eyebrows curved when his eyes met, and whispered: "Don't be angry..."
Zong Que lowered his eyes and held his hand, Ling Shuo's fingers moved lightly, and he subconsciously looked at the driver in the front seat, there was a bit of traffic, the other party was staring at the road, and there was no time to look at them.
From the mall to the house, the sky was already a little dark, and Zong Que let go of the subordinate lane of the person next to him: "Get down."
"Oh..." Ling Shuo replied and obediently went down, in fact, he didn't want to be so obedient, but Xueba looked a little fierce now, and he hadn't been so intimidated when he was angry with his father.
When the car left, Zong Que glanced at the people next to him and said, "Let's go."
Ling Shuo looked at his turned back, silently followed, his head slightly sideways, trying to see the other party's expression, but did not dare to probe too much.
He didn't seem to be angry just now, and now he seems to be angry again, Brother Shuo deeply reflected on what he had done, but did not find the reason why Xueba was so angry.
Can't it be because he snatched up Zong Que's new phone? Xueba has never been so stingy.
The door of the floor opened, and Ling Shuo looked at the person who opened the door for him to make way, and inexplicably had a feeling of inviting Jun into the urn.
And the closer to the room, the more nervous Ling Shuo became, until Zong Que opened the door, Ling Shuo looked at the somewhat blackened room, took a deep breath and walked in, his body trembled when he heard the sound of the door closing behind him, and subconsciously went to find the switch of the light, but was held by the hand from behind.
Ling Shuo was surprised for a moment, but when he wanted to move, he heard a voice behind him that seemed to sink: "Don't move." It
didn't sound like he was angry, just like it was mixed with emotions he didn't quite understand.
Ling Shuo relaxedThe body let him hold, this hug is a little tight, but it doesn't hurt, the room is a little dark, but also a little quiet, and you can hear his sinking breath.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Shuo asked softly, but did not give an answer behind him.
He had hardly seen the other party have such a big mood swing, but as long as he wasn't angry, it was fine.
As night slowly fell, the whole room fell into darkness, only faintly the light of other homes could penetrate some, and you could see some outlines of the items inside.
Zong Que held the young man in front of him, he could feel his relaxed breathing, he was ignorant and fearless, but also warm and alive, almost everyone in the original world line thought that he was stubborn, and almost everyone did not think that he would jump into the icy river on that winter day to save an insignificant person.
Because of saving people, many people have changed their impression of him, but no one knows what he thought when he lost his strength in that cold river, whether he would regret it or despair?
And he can't condemn him, the young man's heart is hot, they are bonded in this world because of each other's shot, maybe he himself does not need, but other helpless people need.
The belly sound of grunting sounded in the room, Zong Que's breath moved slightly, and the young man who was being held hesitated and tangled: "I'm hungry, do I want to hold you after eating?" Brother
Shuo was still tired of standing and wanted to sit.
"What do you want to eat?" Zong Que let go of him and asked.
"Just let people bring you anything." Ling Shuo said.
Brother Shuo is not a picky eater at this time.
With a click, the lights in the house lit up, and Zong Que walked to the kitchen and said, "I'll do it, soon."
"Oh..." Ling Shuo looked at his back and moved his arm, feeling as if the body temperature on it was still there.
Although he shouldn't think about it at this time, it's still very comfortable to be held, as if Xueba can't do without him at all.
Dinner was not too hearty, two noodle soups, each with two poached eggs, and two side dishes.
Ling Shuo was very active in helping to serve, the entrance of the meal was very good, just look at the face of the top student, not as good as in the past.
After eating, he put away a set of tableware, Ling Shuo washed his hands, picked up the mobile phone placed at the entrance, and stood there searching for how to coax his daughter-in-law.
Give gifts... Already sent, apologies ... Already said, chat with him?
The kitchen door moved lightly, and Ling Shuo looked at the person who came out from there and lowered his sleeves, trying to find the topic: "Your mobile phone may have to cut the card." The
calling card installed on the small phone is not large, but the large phone is equipped with a small card.
"It's already cut in the store." Zong Que walked over and said.
"Oh...," Ling Shuo said as he looked at his approaching figure, "Then what?
"Give me the phone." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo handed the phone over, his eyes glanced at the other party's fingers moving lightly on it, feeling that there was no secret in his mobile phone that he could not show to Xueba, and he didn't chat with other girls, so he chatted and farted with Wang Xin and them day by day.
"Take a look." Zong Que handed the phone back.
Ling Shuo was a little puzzled, took the mobile phone and looked at the picture on it, and found that it was a video, a video of an elevator breaking and a person falling into it and unable to climb up.
After watching the video, Ling Shuo subconsciously took the phone away, looked away, and his scalp was slightly numb.
"Scared?" Zong Que looked at him and asked.
Ling Shuo looked at him and nodded, feeling frightened.
"Will you still run on the elevator next time?" Zong Que asked.
"Don't run." Ling Shuo subconsciously shook his head, but he reacted a little, "Are you angry with me because of me?"
Then this video is not intimidation.
"This is a very serious matter." Zong Que looked at him and said.
His eyes were slightly dark, and Ling Shuo swallowed lightly when he met his gaze: "I was just in a hurry.
"Consider safety before you do anything, and take care of yourself before doing good." Zong Que looked at the slightly tense young man and spoke, "Understood?
"Got it." Ling Shuo subconsciously replied, almost straightening him, and his scalp was still a little numb.
Yes, he is also like his father, and his wife is strict.
"Just understand." Zong Que slowed down his tone and reached out to touch his cheek, "I'm really worried today.
"I'll definitely pay attention next time." Ling Shuo noticed his mood change and tried to hug him, "Then don't be angry."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied and buckled his waist.
At this moment, hugging each other, a little more affectionate, Ling Shuo's tight heart just now put down, and began to beat: "You don't want me to do it, just tell me, scare me."
"It's not just about putting an end to it, it's about doing what you can." Zong Que touched the back of his head and said.
Seeing righteous and courageous deeds is not a bad thing, stopping evil is a righteous thing, relying on the blood in his heart, it is the kindness of his heart, and all he wants is his degree to grasp well.
"It was the top then, and I'll definitely pay attention next time." Ling Shuo hugged him, and his heart began to brew honey, "You are also very powerful today, directly appeared from the fourth floor to the first floor, all of a sudden..."
Halfway through his words, he realized that something was wrong, and he broke free from this embrace, looked at the person in front of him and asked, "What happened to you today?!" "
Ling Shuo has fought, just Xueba today, it is definitely not something that people who have not practiced can do, normal people fight that are all scuffled, how can they directly control people with one hand?!
"What's going on?" Zong Que said to the doubtful examination in the young man's eyes.
"Just catch that thief today, and press him to the ground at once!" Ling Shuo stared at him tightly.
The top student in his impression is so weak that he can't be bullied by the group of people in the second middle school, and he is still ostracized and needs him to cover him, but today, where are the people in the second middle school his opponent?
"Learned a little grappling." Zong Que said calmly.
A voice came out of Ling Shuo's throat: "Then you are still bullied by the people in the second middle school?"
"Two fists are hard to fight with four hands." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo squinted at him, his heart tangled, and while feeling that what he said made sense, he also felt that he was lying to him: "Then you lied to me that you need to cover it."
"It really needs to be covered, I didn't lie to you." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly and thinking: "Then they beat you at that time, why didn't you fight back?"
"You came before you fought back." Zong Que answered his question.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo held his breath, still feeling that something was not quite right, "You said you couldn't beat it at the time.
Zong Que looked at his tangled expression and said, "I didn't say that. Brother Shuo was silent, Brother
Shuo was thinking about how he came to the conclusion that Xueba was weak and could not take care of himself, so a few gangsters surrounded Xueba, and then Xueba was saved by him but wanted to join their small group, and from beginning to end, it seems that he did not say that he could not grapple.
Ling Shuo looked at the person in front of him, and there was a feeling that the snow lotus flower that needed to be well protected had grown a thorn, but it didn't seem to be anything, but the look that held the person at once was very handsome, and the handsome person was dizzy.
"Forget it, how much have you studied?" Ling Shuo asked curiously.
"Learned a little." Zong Que looked at him with curious eyes, knowing that he could continue to live the "covered" life.
Ling Shuo held his shoulders and said eagerly, "What about fighting me?" Brother
Shuo has practiced a few tricks with his father's brother.
"You want to hit me?" Zong Que asked.
Ling Shuo's hand holding his shoulder paused, looking at the dark and calm eyebrows of the person close at hand, and suddenly his heart rose, touching his earlobe: "If you don't fight, how can I hit you?" He
hit no one and could not hit his daughter-in-law.
"Well, are you going back tonight?" Zong Que glanced at the time.
Ling Shuo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his mind was a little floating at that moment, although he had already bent, but Brother Shuo had dabbled in Xiao Huangwen before, it was easy for an accident when a lone man and a widow were in the same room, a lonely man and a widow... What are men going to do?
If you try too quickly, will the top students feel uncomfortable?
"Do you want me to go back?" Ling Shuo asked tentatively.
Zong Que raised his eyes and looked at the thoughts floating in the young man's eyes, "Stay for one night."
Only tonight, he didn't want him to leave.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo's heart jumped slightly, he had already begun to get nervous, what kissing and hugging came to mind, he was already very moved to sleep together before, if he hugged and kissed together...
Brother Shuo's heart beat eight hundred miles in an instant, and his face directly began to heat up: "Then, then I will stay." Anyway
, I kissed, not worse this time.
"Okay, give Auntie a call and say." Zong Que said.
"Huh? And say something? "Brother Shuo is weak-hearted, and he has to report when he stays at the target's house, feeling as if he is notifying his mother before doing something bad, as if he is showing off his might.
Zong Que looked at the young man's tangled and red cheeks that were almost hot, and said, "Well, she won't worry about reporting safety."
"Then wait a minute." Ling Shuo touched out his mobile phone, dialed the number, glanced at the look of the person in front of him, and said briefly after his mother connected.
And just hearing that he was going to stay at Zongque's house for one night, his mother already felt like packing him up and sending him out: "... Be diligent in people's homes, don't be polite like at home, don't say dirty words, you know?
"Got it, hung up." Ling Shuo simply hung up the phone and looked at the person in front of him, "My mother agreed."
"Follow me." Zong Que took his hand.
"Huh?" Ling Shuo moved his fingers lightly, and looked at the destination when he followed his figure, it was the bedroom!
There are no ideas about that kind of place during the day, but at night, people's distractions are really uncontrolled.
His palm was slightly hot, and looking at the person holding him in front of him, his steps were a little frozen.
It's good when this kind of thing is just right, specifically to kiss, Brother Shuo is nervous, what if the performance is not good?
The bedroom light turned on, Zong Que felt the slight sweat in the young man's palm, looked at his hesitant figure and said, "Come in." Under the warm white light
of the bedroom, Ling Shuo felt that the person in front of him seemed to be better-looking, especially today, it was simply handsome, and he felt moved when he thought about it: "Isn't it a little too fast?" "What
?" Zong Que took his hand and walked to the desk, pressing his shoulder to sit him down.
Ling Shuo looked up with some doubt: "What are we sitting here for?"
"Write holiday homework." Zong Que turned and walked out the door, leaving the stunned youth where he was and going to get another chair and school bag.
Ling Shuo blinked his eyes as he looked at the figure he went out, and the next moment his face turned red and covered his face, Xueba wanted to learn, he was really full of filthy thoughts!
His fist slammed into the table, and he deeply disgusted and condemned such a self in his heart, and was glad that Xueba did not know that he had reached such a point of urgency.
There was movement at the door, and Ling Shuo immediately sat up straight when he looked at the person who came in, barely steadying his mind and said, "I don't necessarily know how to do vacation homework."
"You do your exercises." Zong Que walked over, put the chair away, and handed over his school bag, "Ask me if you want any."
"Got it." Ling Shuo took the bag, took the exercises from it, and glanced at the person next to him, feeling that he should not have seen him beating his chest.
The exercise was opened, Ling Shuo took out the pen, took a sigh of relief, and looked at the humane who was also sitting next to him and taking out the homework of various subjects: "Your competition class still has the same homework?"
"It's a competition question." Zong Que said.
"Then Wang Xin, they can only do their homework by themselves." Ling Shuo said.
"Well, their foundation is not bad, they can keep up." Zong Que said.
There are two ways to go to the previous high school, one is to be admitted and the other is to spend money to buy it.
The second way is a kind of tacit declaration, but even if you want to buy it, it is charged according to the poor score, Wang Xin They can enter, and the score of the middle school entrance examination is not particularly low.
It's just that from elementary school to high school again and again, it is also integrated again and again, excellent people are screened out and gathered upstream, most of the people who can enter Haicheng No. 1 Middle School are excellent, excellent people gather, people who could have been able to get one or two places in the middle school exam, but here may directly slide down to a dozen, or even later.
New courses, new rankings, there is a big gap, so there will be many once excellent people who can't stand this gap and lead to a decline in grades, or even give up on themselves.
Wang Xin and others have this factor, but the foundation is still there, as long as they want to pick it up, they will be much faster than the people next to them.
And the person next to him, Father Ling should have spent a lot of money.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo replied, looking down to do his own questions.
Brother Shuo's foundation is not good, he knows it himself.
Zong Que looked at his pensive eyes and the tip of his pen, withdrew his gaze and began to complete his homework.
The desk lamp was on, the space was exceptionally quiet, and the table on the table changed the numbers little by little, until the number in front jumped to 21 o'clock, Zong Que stopped his pen and collected his things.
"Done?" Although Ling Shuo knew that Xueba did the questions quickly, he couldn't help but marvel every time he saw it.
"Well, you also rest, and tomorrow you will answer the answer." Zong Que got up and said.
"Good." Ling Shuo relaxed his muscles, glanced at the time, clamped the pen inside and closed the workbook, "Sleep now?"
"You're not trying to teach me a new phone." Zong Que pushed the chair under the table.
"Oh, I forgot." Ling Shuo's heart became relaxed and happy.
I was supposed to teach today, but something bad happened, but it's not too late to teach now.
Zong Que went to get his pajamas and a change of clothes and came out, "Wash first." "Good
." Ling Shuo took it, went out the bedroom door and entered the bathroom outside.
Zong Que helped to get new toiletries, and all the bath towels were handed in and brought with him.
His figure left, Ling Shuo turned on the hot water, Yi Yi's mind was still a little bit, but according to the character of Xueba, he felt that he really thought too much before.
The hot water washed away the last bit of mess in his mind, and Ling Shuo took the hair dryer after going out, and found the plug board to open after Zong Que entered the bathroom.
The hair dried quickly, but before getting up to take the phone, Ling Shuo thought for a while, pulled the plug off, and wrapped the hair dryer twice according to its original appearance before getting up.
"Where do I sleep at night?" Ling Shuo took the mobile phone and walked outside the bathroom door and asked.
The sound of water inside stopped for a moment, and a somewhat empty and calm voice came out: "Sleep in a bedroom."
"Oh..." Ling Shuo's heart warmed slightly, he brushed aside his distractions, and glanced at another room when he entered the bedroom.
The room should have been empty, but he stayed overnight, and of course the couple had to sleep together.
Ling Shuo entered without burden, opened the cabinet door familiarly, and held the quilt from the inside, the color on the quilt was a little different from the last time, but the weight was similar.
One bed quilt spread out, Ling Shuo glanced at the other bed, and closed the cabinet door with his backhand.
When Zong Que came out of the bathroom, he wiped the slightly wet ends of his hair, put away the hair dryer, and when he entered the bedroom, he looked at the young man who was leaning on the head of the bed and looking down to play with his mobile phone, and his eyes fell on the quilt.
Ling Shuo raised his head when he heard the movement, and his heart jumped slightly: "Come quickly, I'll teach you to play."
Zong Que entered, closed the bedroom door, and gently bumped, and the originally spacious room instantly seemed to be forced up.
Ling Shuo looked at the slight heat on the face of the approaching person, and suddenly felt that this bed quilt seemed to be a little less, the corner was lifted beside him, the weight was lightly pressed, and the breath was slightly close, he held his breath, and when he noticed that the figure was approaching, he straightened his body, and felt that he really overestimated himself: "That..."
"Playing a game?" A calm voice came from the ears, seemingly with the power to calm people's hearts.
Ling Shuo breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the person beside him, the other party's gaze turned from the mobile phone screen, even if it fell on him, it did not make him nervous at all.
There is a heartbeat, but you can only let it thump and tell that you like it.
"I tried the game with your phone, and I felt that the screen was big, and I was more comfortable playing than my phone." Ling Shuo said.
Brother Shuo had already begun to thinkDo you want to buy yourself a couple pair, just say that it is the same model, others can't see it, perfect.
"You can just play with it when you break." Zong Que leaned against the head of the bed and said.
Ling Shuo turned his eyes to him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You let me flip through your phone casually?"
"Hmm." Zong Que answered.
Although it feels good to be covered, it is nothing to be found, it depends on when he can find out.
Ling Shuo was a little happy in his heart, and he went over and quit the game, "I'll teach you to recognize the function first." "Good
." Zong Que replied.
"In fact, there is nothing difficult, that is, the original keyboard place is turned into a screen, directly on the screen..." Ling Shuo said to him in detail, each time he said it, he had to try it once, Zong Que naturally did it, but after teaching it, Teacher Ling also had to think about which one else was not taught.
The curtains had been drawn, and time didn't seem to have passed, but when the person next to him yawned, Zong Que glanced at the time and said, "It's time to sleep."
"Hmm..." Ling Shuo turned to look at him, handed the phone over, and slid it under the covers.
Zong Que took the mobile phone and put it at the end of the bed, the quilt on his body was pulled and turned over a few times, and the young man lying on the other side also chrysalis a few times, lying on the pillow and smiling at him, patting the bed next to him.
The young man originally had some sharp eyebrows, at the moment he was dressed in loose pajamas, his black hair was a little scattered because of lying down, and his face was white and slightly pink and seemed to be permeated with moisture, looking clean and clear.
Zong Que looked at his earlobe and said, "Don't take off the studs?
"There is no box, I'm afraid to forget, so be it." Ling Shuo touched his earlobe and said.
Zong Que turned off the lamp, lay down in the darkness, and held the person who was lying and gently moving in his arms, his breaths staggered, and it seemed that even each other's heartbeats were fused in one place.
"Good night." Zong Que said as he buckled his waist.
For only one night, he needed to make sure that his youth was still so alive and well by his side.
Even if the world changes, every life he hopes that he will be happy and safe and sound.
"Hmm..." Ling Shuo moved slightly in the darkness, reached out and gently touched his cheek, "I want to kiss it."
Although there was nothing to think about, my heart was so hot that I had to kiss it to sleep.
His lips came up, and Zong Que lightly clasped the back of his neck and said, "You kissed your chin."
"I can't see..." Ling Shuo also found that his hand was not touching and kissing a place, his voice did not fall, the hand on the back of his neck was slightly forced, and his lips were covered with a soft touch, with the same breath, infinitely intimate, making people's hearts pound, and their hearts were even hotter than just now.
"Good night." Zong Que said with a deep breath as he separated from him.
At night is a time of extreme agitation, especially when being alone, darkness can infinitely amplify people's desires. Hope, but he doesn't want to touch him at this time, this is the purest beginning, many things have to be done step by step slowly, there can be no rush.
"Good night." Ling Shuo approached lightly and closed his eyes.
Late at night was silent, and everything fell into a peaceful sleep.
......
Zongque's biological clock is very accurate, but when he wakes up in the morning like that day, the people next to him are wrapped around his body like octopus, fortunately, he sleeps deeply, and even if he moves away, it will not affect his sleep.
As soon as the ringing of the mobile phone closes one by one, the door is closed, and the cottage begins its day.
Ling Shuo woke up at half past six, and the people around him disappeared, he held the quilt for a while, and only got out of bed when he heard the sound of the door opening, and when he opened the bedroom door, the person who came back from the morning ran looked at him with a slight sweat: "Wake up, I brought breakfast back."
The edges of his hair were slightly wet, and it seemed that even his eyelashes had a little sweaty heat, making those eyes even deeper and darker.
On a new day, Brother Shuo is still thrilled by Xueba.
After cleaning up in the morning, the two of them went out together and rushed to the Ling Mansion, they advanced to the big study, and around eight o'clock, the other brothers came here one after another, integrating into the atmosphere of studying here.
The Ling family was already quiet, and even the maids subconsciously lowered their voices when cleaning.
And during the break, Ling Mu prepared a variety of cut fruits, and the words spoken out were very kind, changing the fierce behavior of the past, let them rest more, don't learn too tired.
In addition to Zong Que, including Ling Shuo, they were a little flattered, naturally this is only during the day, in the afternoon, or in the afternoon, or the basketball court, or the game room, the game console that Ling Shuo once bought has become a place for this group of brothers to relax.
According to Wang Xin's words, that is: "When playing, not only do you not have to worry about being scolded, but you are also a little proud." It's
like playing a game.
After a lot of hard work, I also ushered in the midterm exam.
"Don't be nervous, just write down the meeting." After breakfast, Zong Que instructed the people in front of him to separate.
"Don't worry." Ling Shuo subconsciously touched his earlobe and said, "I'll go find you after handing over the roll."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
The examination room is generally sorted by grades, the front examination room almost does not need the invigilator to worry about anything, the last examination room was originally also, because the students there do not seem to be rare to copy any answers, and it is even more unnecessary to copy each other, but this time after the invigilator issued the test paper, he found that several students were answering questions seriously!
After looking at it twice, the draft was written quite densely, and the test paper was also written decently.
At the end of the two-day exam, the bell rang, and the first middle school ushered in a two-day vacation at dusk on Friday.
After the exam, there was no homework, and the students rushed out of the classroom, Ling Shuo handed in the papers in advance, and also waited outside the first examination room for the person who sat first.
"How's the test going?" Ling Shuo greeted and asked.
"It's okay." Zong Que left here with him, "What about you?
"I have a lot of nos." Ling Shuo put his shoulder on his shoulder and sighed softly.
Although I have done the questions for a long time, but only a small part of the meeting, the big questions can only barely answer the first small question, that is, the language and English are barely full, the rest will not be really no, can only be hooded.
"It's okay, there are a lot of questions you haven't learned this time." Zong Que said.
Although the people around me have worked hard, most of the things that have been filled in before are basics, and the content related to high school has to be little by little.
"What are we learning this week?" Brother Shuo was not discouraged, because he knew the question, instead of seeing the question and smearing his eyes black.
"Rest this week." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo was a little surprised: "Rest?
"Yes, English words to memorize, rest the rest of the time." Zong Que said.
"Okay, then I'll teach you how to play games." Ling Shuo said with a smile.
"Good." Zong Que replied.
Ling Shuo received the news, and the others were also liberated.
A group of people cheered, almost shouted long live Xueba, and left the campus.
Qiao Lang walked with Zhuang Yong, watching the several figures leave, and a thoughtful look crossed his eyes.
"Have the confidence to surpass him this time?" Zhuang Yong asked.
"Not at all." Even though Qiao Lang has always been very confident in himself, Zong Que has let him see that there are people outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky.
Not only the results of the monthly exam, he is also outstanding in the competition class, the questions given by the teacher do not seem to be difficult for him, but he generally does not come out, only when the teacher calls him, he will not hesitate to give the answer, which is admirable.
"What about you?" Qiao Lang asked.
Zhuang Yong smiled a little: "No, I heard that Zong Que has been teaching Ling Shuo to study recently."
"yes." Qiao Lang said, "The teachers are surprised, I just don't quite understand..."
"Don't understand what?" Zhuang Yong asked.
"I don't quite understand why Zong Que would play with Ling Shuo." Qiao Lang said.
In his opinion, those two people are like people from two worlds, one Zhou Zheng is calm, like the snow on the top of a mountain, cold and clean and unkind, but the future is limitless, a wanton play, like the lights whistling through the city at nightLight, intoxicated with drunken gold fans, lively but noisy.
Ben didn't seem to get along, but they seemed to get along very well.
Zhuang Yong looked at the two people who got on the bus one after another at the school gate: "I think I know the reason." "What
?" Qiao Lang was a little curious.
"Don't tell you, you think for yourself." Zhuang Yong said.
The curious light in Qiao Lang's eyes disappeared, lowered his eyelids to look at him, and turned away after a while: "I left beforehand."
"What's going on with you?" Zhuang Yong followed.
"Think for yourself."
The two youths outside the car left one after the other and mixed in with people. The flow was not obtrusive, Zong Que's gaze swept over them, and the person next to him leaned over on his shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Zong Que turned his eyes and said to the young man's curious eyes, "I saw someone I know."
"Your competition class?" Ling Shuo asked.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo was not very interested in the competition class, "Go to my house tonight to play games, and I'll take you to score." "Good