Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 233: The Boss Covers You (19,20)

Chapter 233: The Boss Covers You (19)Zong Que lowered his eyes and also hugged the person in front of him, his hair gently brushed the tip of his nose, with a refreshing breath unique to the youth.
During the military training, there was also a lot of cognitive processes about campus, and they did gather less and leave more.
"Are you still comfortable at school?" Zong Que asked.
"It's so much easier than high school." Ling Shuo hugged his waist and rubbed the side of his neck, "I just miss you very much." In
such a square inch of space, the young man's mind was as hot and straightforward as a burning flame, not only igniting himself, but also spreading out.
Zong Que lightly clasped the back of his neck, looked at the affectionate eyes of the person in front of him, and when he bowed his head slightly, the person in front of him gently held his breath and lowered his eyelids to come up.
Kissing is a natural thing, dating for almost two years, although there is no substantive thing, but in that hard time, kissing is the most sparse and ordinary thing.
But even if the person in front of him is no longer as young as he was at the beginning, he will still hold his breath, as if deep breathing will disturb the intimacy of the moment.
Outside, they need to be restrained, they can't be discovered, even if they miss it, they need to endure, but this is their own place, no one will disturb, you can tell your thoughts as much as you like.
The kiss was as heartwarming as ever.
The kiss temporarily relieved his thoughts, and the things he took back were put away by Zong Que one by one, but when he turned around, the young man followed with his front and back feet.
"Hungry?" Zong Que glanced at the time and asked.
"Sort of." Ling Shuo hugged his waist from behind and smiled, "Cooking or ordering takeout?"
"Cooking, Auntie brought the dishes, you see what you want to eat." Zong Que looked at the person hanging on his body and led him directly out.
"Hmm... I'll give you a hand. "Brother Shuo is eager to try.
It is said that the new home is to open the fire, that is, to cook the first meal.
"Hmm." Zong Que answered.
The two people went to the kitchen to select the dishes, Ling Shuo was responsible for taking the main dish, and Zong Que took the ingredients, but if he was not guarded, he could put a dozen eggs on the counter.
"What do you want to cook with eggs?" Zong Que asked.
"Scrambled eggs." Ling Shuo said.
"And what?" Zong Que asked.
Ling Shuo was puzzled: "Just fry." The
simplest cooking Brother Shuo likes very much, especially the one made by Xueba, which is tender and fragrant.
Zong Que was silent for a moment and said, "One is enough."
"More, fry a few more." Ling Shuo pressed his arm and said.
"Six, too much to digest." Zong Que gave in a step.
"Well..." Ling Shuo let go of his arm and helped put eggs in the refrigerator.
Cutting vegetables and cooking is Zongque's job, and washing and peeling is Ling Shuo's.
Zong Que was handling the dishes, and from time to time he glanced at the young man next to him who could wash out a potato: "Be careful with your clothes when playing in the water."
"Uh..." Ling Shuo glanced at his sleeve, "It's already wet."
When the meal was done, Zong Que just took off his apron, but Brother Shuo needed to change his clothes from head to toe.
"It's still the food you make is delicious, and the stir-fry in school doesn't taste at all." Ling Shuo sat with him and said.
"Doesn't your school have a few cafeterias?" Zong Que placed the meal in front of him.
Ling Shuo took over: "I have tried it, and the second canteen is doing well, but it's too far away, it's not convenient to drive over, how is your canteen doing?"
Zong Que looked at his eager eyes and said, "It's not bad, if you can't get used to eating from your school, you can come and eat." College
class time is not more intense than high school, often the first class is eight o'clock in the morning, the schedule is not as dense as high school, classroom distribution, sometimes the first class in the morning is no class, generally enough time, the probability will be eaten at home, insufficient time still needs to be solved in the school cafeteria.
"Good." Brother Shuo achieved his goal and was very satisfied.
"Is your school schedule down?" Zong Que asked.
"Well, I'll take a look." Ling Shuo touched the mobile phone on the side, opened the class group and looked at it, "It seems to be down."
He clicked on the download to open it, and when he clicked on it, he exclaimed: "There are so few classes!"
Zong Que looked sideways: "It's all big classes, and there will be two consecutive classes."
"Hmm... Microeconomics. Ling Shuo pondered and frowned slightly, looked at Zong Que and said, "What's your class schedule?"
Zong Que opened the phone and brought up the page in front of him.
His courses are also interval jumps, but Ling Shuo's own courses can still be understood, and he can't understand the courses here in Zongque.
The course is not important, Brother Shuo mainly looks at the time they have freed up.
"Eat first, and then compare after eating." Zong Que said.
"Good." Ling Shuo put the phone aside.
After the meal, the dishes were put in the dishwasher, and when Zong Que sat down on the sofa, the young man had already crouched on the coffee table and made a table on blank paper, on which staggered and overlapping lessons were marked.
Zong Que stretched out his hand and held his forehead away from the table: "Don't be so close."
"Oh." Ling Shuo glanced at him and smiled, "It's done right away, and when the time comes, enter it into the computer and send you a copy." "Good
." Zong Que leaned over to look at his flying handwriting.
After practicing for more than a year, in order to divide the scroll, the young man's hand ligature used to restrained a lot, but now it is flying again.
The two phones were placed in front of him, and he glanced up from time to time, only to zoom back sometimes because of the swipe.
The increasingly updated and enlarged mobile phone screen can carry several messages, and the new pop-up messages will directly come into view.
Ye Ting: @凌烁, go through my friend application.
Zong Que's eyes moved lightly, but the young man in front of him directly reopened the class schedule and slid.
"Someone is calling you." Zong Que reminded.
Ling Shuo stopped the tip of the pen, slowly looked back at his face and smiled: "What, jealous?"
"Someone chasing you?" Zong Que asked.
After changing the new environment and meeting new people, the young man in front of him is quite outstanding and attractive in terms of temperament and appearance, as long as you don't look at him with colored glasses at the beginning, you will find many advantages.
"Well, yes, I don't know who sent my contact information, at first someone added me every day." Ling Shuo was not surprised by this, even when he was in the middle of the day, someone still sent him love letters, but he was not interested, "I have all rejected it with bad intentions." He
now has a family, of course, to keep his distance from suitors.
"It's a little annoying to be in a class, and it's a bit troublesome to run for class president." Ling Shuo filled out the form, put it aside, took two mobile phones and sat next to Zong Que, "Did your school pursue you?"
"All refused." Zong Que said to him.
Ling Shuo looked at the person in front of him with a slight vinegar in his heart, although it was not strange that Xueba was chased at all, but before in the first middle school, it was all under his nose, and after he disposed of the gift love letter sent at the beginning without looking at it, there were many fewer brave people who went forward.
But now it is not under his nose, so many admirers, and they are all highly intelligent, Brother Shuo is still a little crisis.
"Who are they?" Ling Shuo asked.
"I don't remember." Zong Que said.
"No way, you have such a good memory." Ling Shuo squinted his eyes and asked.
"I probably remember the face, I didn't ask the name." Zong Que said, "Now add friends there is all refusal to add.
"Oh..." The corners of Ling Shuo's lips raised slightly, and he leaned in and kissed, "Okay, I have to do it in the future."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
The phone rings, the same mobile phone, the same color, even the case and password are the same, only by the content of it to identify who is who.
However, it is easy to identify, Zong Que's page is very clean, the app is neat, and Ling Shuo's page has countless small red dots stacked 99 and he does not see him clicking it, and all kinds of apps are chaotic.
Ling Shuo turned on the screen and saw the new message.
Counselor Chen Yufen: Zong Que, your day study application form is down, how can I give it to you?
"All refused?" Ling Shuo pickedRaised an eyebrow.
Before Zong Que could speak, another mobile phone also rang, and the eyes of the two people turned slightly, and Ling Shuo was frank when he clicked on it.
Wang Xin: Brother Shuo, there is a senior sister who wants to add your contact information, the long thief is good-looking, I pushed it to you.
Zong Que's eyes moved lightly, and Ling Shuo's left hand quickly typed: Rolling.
His eyes glanced at the person in front of him, and he was a little weak and a little righteous: "This was pushed by Wang Xin, he is ungrateful, and it has nothing to do with me!" As
soon as he entered college, he forgot the kindness of Xueba, and he really had him by prying the corner of the wall madly.
"This is a very simple relationship." Zong Que opened his mouth and explained, "She is very responsible.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo coughed lightly, "How about we get even?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
......
Night slowly fell, the printed class schedule was glued to the desk, the two who planned to fall asleep after washing leaned on the bed, opened the account link of the chat tool, and all messages could be received by both parties.
Zong Que took the two mobile phones and put them at the end of the bed, and when he turned around, the young man who was lying down had already hugged him: "Don't turn off the lights first." "Good
." Zong Que hugged his waist, looked at the person in his arms, and before he could speak, he was lightly kissed by the close lips, "What do you want to say?"
"I don't think that's enough once and for all." Ling Shuo raised his hand and touched the side of his neck, and the Adam's apple swallowed gently, obviously it was already so intimate, but he always felt that it was not enough.
"A ring or a leather band will do." Zong Que thought of a solution, and when he noticed the slight coolness on his neck, he looked down and saw a gem falling from the young man's fingertips.
The inky one, set between the tiger's eye embellishments, was worn by a silver-white vintage necklace and hung around his neck, almost the same color as the stud earrings on that ear.
"Made-to-order?" Zong Que looked at the gemstone and said, it was difficult to find the same gemstone on the market.
"Well, it's the same as yours." Ling Shuo pinched his earlobe.
He has always cherished this stud earring, not only wearing it every day, but also taking it off every day to wash and wipe it.
It's just that he originally thought that this was just something he bought from the store, but he came across someone who saw the goods, and he also knew that such a gemstone was extremely rare to make such a facet, and it was hand-made, and this gemstone was also the top.
He sent his heart, and Ling Shuo also thought about sending him exactly the same.
"I made this one." Zong Que looked at the shining luster on his earlobe.
Ling Shuo's eyes flickered, and a look of surprise crossed it: "You did it with your own hands?!"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
Ling Shuo's breath was gently held, and his fingers subconsciously kneaded there, and he was actually a little afraid in his heart, because he almost lost it by accident.
Made with your own hands, there is only one in this world, no matter how others copy its craftsmanship and find the best stone, it is unique and irreproducible.
Luckily, he didn't lose it in the first place.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ling Shuo asked with a light sigh.
"Whether it's precious or not, you cherish it." Zong Que said as he hugged his waist.
The young man is not so sparing things, the bought figurines can be given away at will, and the mobile phone can also be given to people at will, but related to him, he always cherishes and values it, even if it is broken, he is reluctant to throw it away, everything he sends is well kept, and this stud earring is also worn every day.
"Because you sent it." Ling Shuo said.
He always remembered the panic he almost lost at that time, and he also understood the initial heartbeat.
The light at the head of the bed was a little yellow and warm, and the young man lay on his side, slightly hidden in the shadows, but these eyes were very bright, reminding Zong Que of his radiance and carelessness under the bright sun when he first saw him.
He is as bright as ever, but this pair of eyes reflects his miniature at this moment, appealing to his affection.
"Ling Shuo." Zong Que opened his mouth to call his name.
"Huh?" Ling Shuo had a moment's doubt, but was lightly held on the back of his neck and met the kiss that the other party leaned over.
This kiss was a little caught off guard, but such a deep kiss to the bottom of the heart is not unprecedented, but it will make people's hearts numb and overwhelmed.
The arms were a little tight, but it didn't matter, Ling Shuo liked the other party to hold him so tightly.
It's like the past two years, after each such deep kiss, the other party hugged him tightly to calm his breath, as if he was suppressing something, but it made him move frequently, as if expecting something.
"Ling Shuo." When the kiss parted, the sound that reached the ear was a little deep.
"Huh?" Ling Shuo held his shoulders, feeling the breath and kisses, and his mind was a little confused.
"Don't be afraid." Zong Que looked at the young man with hazy eyes.
"What..." Ling Shuo's words did not finish, and he was already kissed deeply again.
Things seem to be a little different from before, but where is different, the dizzy brain does not give an answer.
......
Late at night was silent, the traffic lights on the road did not know how long the work had been stopped, the neon lights everywhere had long been extinguished, and the whole city seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and Zong Que put the extremely heavy sleeping person in his arms on the bed.
The dim yellow light was turned to the darkest, and the young man trapped in the pillow seemed to have a soft smell because he was stained with moisture, but he was slightly unstable because of this light.
Zong Que went to bed, took the person in his arms and patted it, and those slight instability gradually calmed down, but there were still some wet marks at the end of his eyes.
The first time he didn't go too far, but for various reasons, the time was a little longer, and he had already passed the biological clock moment of youth.
The breath of the person in the arms was slightly calm, and the long hit on the side of the neck, shallow and warm, defenseless.
Zong Que leaned over slightly, looked at the crystal on the young man's earlobe, and the kiss fell there.
Sapphire means loyalty and steadfastness, and here is his personal imprint to dedicate his loyalty.
In this life, in this life, in eternal life, he only needs this one person.
The lamp went out and they slept in each other's arms.
......
The morning in Haicheng is no different from the past, and even because it has passed the middle of September, the morning still brings a touch of coolness, which is very comfortable, if Brother Shuo is not unwell, it is really a very comfortable lazy sleep.
But when he woke up, he just rolled over, and the strange feeling of his body came directly up, clearly reminding him that last night was not an ordinary night.
Confused, chaotic and comfortable.
Originally a little hazy eyes instantly sobered up, Ling Shuo got up from the bed and looked around, but there was no figure of the person lying next to him last night.
His head hurt a little, and Ling Shuo pinched his eyebrows, but he saw sporadic marks on his arm that slipped down his sleeve.
How to stay, if you think about it, it seems that you can still recall it.
Ling Shuo's face climbed with heat, propped up his body and got off the bed, landing unharmed, but he took a deep breath when he got up and walked, but he forcibly walked to the door.
Absurd, chaotic, human beings are really able to push the limits.
However, as soon as his hand touched the door, the door opened directly from the outside, and the light instantly penetrated, Ling Shuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the slender figure standing in the light and shadow, his heart seemed to naturally float with joy.
However, when he looked at the pair of eyes, the chaotic memory of last night's lamp instantly came to mind, Ling Shuo's footsteps stopped, and the heat in his heart suddenly surged to his face.
Zong Que looked at the young man who appeared at the door, and before he could speak, he saw that the other party was red from head to foot almost instantly, he gently pushed the door open, but the other party instantly returned to his senses as if he had been pulled by the tail and retreated: "Wait, wait a minute!"
Zong Que's steps stopped, looked at the other party's slightly looked away, and said, "Is there anything uncomfortable in the body?"
"Huh? No. Ling Shuo subconsciously replied.
My mind is full of intimate and chaotic memories of last night.
Although they used to hug and hug, kiss and kiss, but... Outrageous.
"Then come out and wash first?" Zong Que stepped forward and asked.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo looked up and saw the person in front of him, almost subconsciously retreated, and held his chest"Wait, wait."
His train of thought hasn't straightened out yet.
The young man's eyes had extremely entangled emotions, and his face was even redder, and his heart was obviously chaotic to the extreme, Zong Que stopped his movements and looked at him quietly, waiting for his thoughts to calm down.
There was some silence in the room, Ling Shuo gently raised his head to look at the person in front of him, obviously entangled, but subconsciously hot, he had never seen the Zongque like last night.
No, in fact, he had seen it, he had seen it when he left the mall, but at that time he was kissed too quickly, and his brain was dizzy, ignoring the situation that he could not leave at that time, and remembered that there was only a full heartbeat at that time.
"What do you want to ask?" Zong Que looked at his slowly calm eyes.
Ling Shuo breathed a sigh and said, "Last night, like that, it belonged to men?"
"Yes." Zong Que asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"
Ling Shuo subconsciously tensed his body and said, "No, but that kind of place..."
"Uncomfortable?" Zong Que asked.
Ling Shuo looked at him and blinked, the same discomfort had a different meaning, he gently staggered the other party's gaze and said, "Nothing..."
It's comfortable, it's outrageous, I've never thought about it, and it's a feeling I've never felt before, I can't run, I don't seem to want to run.
"It's a normal thing between couples." Zong Que stretched out his hand and hugged him.
Before he had been enduring, considerate of his purity, considerate of his hard work, and had been waiting for a suitable time.
"Hmm..." Ling Shuo was very familiar with his embrace, and such warmth always calmed him down quickly.
He actually thought about taking a step closer, but he didn't know what to do, but asked Wang Xin that they wanted Xiaohuang. pieces, but all men and women.
Brother Shuo bent to the bottom as soon as he bent, not only was he not interested in looking at the opposite sex, but he also felt as if he was a bit betraying their schoolboys, and he didn't look good.
So much so that the experience was not learned, and some appetite was poured.
Although I have no experience, I am really close to Xueba, and their Xueba is particularly suitable everywhere.
Ling Shuo hugged his waist, looked at the clean pinna neck side, and swallowed lightly by the Adam's apple, this time the heart heat also came from last night, but it was not himself, but a trace of peeping in the hazy sight, which remained in the memory for a long time.
"Then change me next time." Ling Shuo said as he separated from him.
Zong Que's eyes moved lightly: "Will you?"
"Although I can't study well, this kind of practice will not be done once." Brother Shuo was not convinced, he was very fast.
"It hurts if you don't do it well." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo was stunned for a moment, in fact, he also felt very incredible, but now there is really nothing uncomfortable, just not very comfortable: "Will it hurt?"
"Well, the blood is flowing like a river, and the injury is too badly and needs stitches." Zong Que said.
If Ling Shuo didn't know what kind of pain method it was before, then now that he knew, he felt hairy when he thought about it.
"So, then how could you?" Ling Shuo asked.
"I know the anatomy." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo knew that Xueba had studied medical skills and could be called a divine doctor, so whether it was kissing or massage, it was very comfortable, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to have an effect: "Then you can teach me, okay?"
When he asked, he would lower his tone, sounding like a begging to be coquettish.
Zong Que's eyebrows moved lightly, and he looked at the humanity in his arms: "Okay, go wash first."
"Hmm..." Ling Shuo separated from him, intending to walk out of the room briskly, but when he took a step, he still became a little more dignified.
......
An intimate, the relationship between the two seems to be closer, but Brother Shuo's study plan is not good, because the person who teaches is too professional, but Brother Shuo is too addicted to enjoyment, and as soon as his eyes are closed, it is dawn, and learning is a fart.
"How about you start with kissing?" Ling Shuo suggested in a hundred turns.
Zong Que looked at the person with slightly red cheeks and was eager to try, closed the book and said, "Yes." They
have kissed countless times in history, Zong Que has been taught patiently every time, and Brother Shuo just can't learn it.
But the temperament he honed from high school doomed him to victory and defeat, and become more and more courageous the more setbacks he became.
So much so that at the beginning of school, Wang Xin saw him staring at him for a long time, until Brother Shuo was almost about to hit someone, and said: "Brother Shuo, are you on fire?"
Ling Shuo was silent for a moment and smiled, "Yes."
"Hey, then did you add the senior sister I told you about last time? It's really good-looking, although it's a little older, but you don't have to die so hard. "Wang Xin family recommendation.
"You like to chase it yourself." Ling Shuo held his cheek and looked out the window, the tip of his tongue gently licked his upper lip, feeling that if he continued to learn, he would not be able to learn it in his whole life.
"Oh, no one can look at me." Wang Xin whispered, "And people fancy you Brother Shuo, I can't snatch love with a knife."
"Roll the calf, you say I have an object." Ling Shuo pursed his lips lightly and said.
"Huh? Brother Shuo, you have an object?! Wang Xin was surprised.
"You whisper..." Ling Shuo looked at him, and the threatening voice squeezed out from between his teeth word by word.
"Oooooh." Wang Xin lowered his voice and replied, "Brother Shuo, do you really have an object?"
"Hmm." Ling Shuo replied nonchalantly, "Shut up, go to class, don't ask." The
university is good at this, several classes are held together, and the lecture hall is almost full, even if they whisper in the back or play with their mobile phones.
Brother Shuo's previous bad habits in high school have now become commonplace.
College is better everywhere than high school, but two points are not good, one can't be with Xueba in every class, and the other is that Brother Shuo can't understand.
Entering the university, Ling Shuo thought that with his 611 score, he could at least connect with the university's courses, become a self-taught, and crisscross the mall in the future, strategizing, but the fact is that he can't even understand the formulas in the high math class, and many words in the English class are almost unrecognized.
After a long vacation, everything I learned seemed to be returned to Xueba.
But this matter cannot be blamed on Xueba, who told him that English words should continue to be memorized, and the previous formula book should be read from time to time.
It's just that the college entrance examination is over, everything seems to be settled, the exam is over, and the test is so high, it is impossible to read books, although I tell myself to read, but tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow will be the start of school.
"The teacher doesn't care." Wang Xin said, "As long as you don't miss work, what are you afraid of, Brother Shuo?"
"Are you not afraid of the teacher, are you afraid of me?" Ling Shuo looked at him and pinched his knuckles.
Wang Xin instantly sat upright: "Listen to the lecture."
He was genuinely curious about who their brother was.
......
The university's courses continue to open, very leisurely, and a variety of clubs open, Ling Shuo screened a circle, in order not to delay the time of dating Xueba, only added a basketball club, but the free time of college is too much, and no one cares, even if the school mixed with the school of the bully listens to the class with him, it is just to accompany the school without learning, you can play with your mobile phone very presumptuously.
"What club did you add?" Ling Shuo wore headphones in one ear and whispered to the straight person sitting next to him.
They don't sit far ahead, and no one cares about what they talk here.
Zong Que withdrew his gaze when he heard the question beside him, and said in a low voice: "There is no choice." He
can be self-sufficient in extracurricular entertainment, and any club he enters is a bully.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo propped his cheeks, looked at the calm and serious eyebrows of the person next to him, and followed his gaze to the blackboard.
Not only can he not understand the PPT, but the teacher can't understand what he writes, but he can't understand it, but the people next to him can write something in the book from time to time that he can't understand at all.
"You can understand it?" Ling Shuo asked in a low voice.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied, looked at him and said, "If you are bored, you can go out and play, you don't need to accompany me here." "
The faculty of B University is very strongThick, a lot of content he can get from the book and correct, but there are still many fragments of information that cannot be obtained from the book, recording the discrepancies of the world.
Although trivial and of little use to him, it is his habit to learn everything unknown, and such a course is strange and boring to the people around him.
"I'm not bored." Although Ling Shuo said this, he was indeed a little bored.
Although Xueba has always been beside him and is very eye-catching, Xueba is listening to the class, and other people around him are also listening to the class, and the teacher does not look here, but Ling Shuo sitting here is indeed a little out of place.
It was as if I had returned to the time when I didn't know anything at first, and my mind was a little restless.
At the end of the big class, the students rushed out of the classroom, Zong Que packed his things, brought his bag, and looked at the humane next to him: "What club did you apply for?"
"Basketball, do you want to go play together in the afternoon?" Ling Shuo sent out an invitation.
"There's a big lesson in the second session in the afternoon." Zong Que waited for the people to disperse a little, and left here with him, "It's not very convenient to go back to wash, and I will accompany you tomorrow afternoon." None
of them have classes tomorrow afternoon.
"Okay." Ling Shuo put on his shoulder and came out in the curious eyes of many people, "Then let's go back after eating."
"Accompany me to the library before I go back." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo replied lightly, "Good." The
food in the B cafeteria was delicious, but Ling Shuo was a little absent-minded.
Walking around the campus after dinner, every figure in the past seemed to be holding a book in his arms, and even more so when he entered the library.
Zong Que returned a few copies, borrowed a few more, and when he came out, he looked at the somewhat bored young man and said, "What's wrong?"
"The college curriculum is not very relevant to the high school curriculum." Brother Shuo felt deeply embarrassed when he said this, learned it, and returned to the original starting point.
"Can't keep up with class?" Zong Que asked.
Ling Shuo: "... Uh-huh.
"Which ones can't keep up?" Zong Que took his arm and came out here and asked.
Ling Shuo glanced at the side a few times, and when he looked at him again, he stiffened and said, "All."
He wanted to pick it up again, but it was really hard, there were many new courses, none of them, and the less he did, the more upset he became.
"I'll teach you." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo was surprised for a moment and said, "You will?!" What
other university to go to?
"Teach you as you learn." Zong Que said.
There will still be some differences between specific disciplines and different worlds, but it is not a big problem.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo sat in the driver's seat, silently feeling the difference in IQ.
Xueba was really right at that time, if he studied for a Ph.D., he really couldn't keep up.
The beginning of learning was to test the foundation, Zong Que looked at the test paper he made, and Ling Shuo silently shifted his gaze.
"I forgot most of English and half of my math." Zong Que looked at the humane beside him, "I haven't learned anything in the past few months?" Brother
Shuo's head was about to be lowered to his stomach: "Without a goal, I have no self-control." Weak
and guilty.
"If you fail more than four subjects in college, you will be dissuaded." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo was surprised: "Will you still be persuaded to retreat?!"
He also thought that going to college would be done once and for all, and it would be too humiliating to persuade him to quit.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"Xueba save me." Ling Shuo hugged his shoulder and said.
"It's not too late to pick it up." Zong Que looked at the pitiful young man on his body and said, "I'll teach you again."
"Hmm..." Ling Shuo seemed to have found the spiritual pillar again at that moment.
......
The process of regaining it is not as difficult as Ling Shuo thought, but he has always lacked the ability to comb through the beginning, as if he started by himself, he always faced a large mountain of books, and it was difficult to pull out a piece of paper from it, but with Zong Que, his heart was fixed.
The content of each subject is divided, the words that need to be memorized are rearranged, and the anxiety in the heart seems to be slowly reduced.
"I feel that you have to study two majors alone, won't it be very tiring?" Ling Shuo asked as he crouched on Zong Que's shoulder during his break.
He is still a little guilty, he has gone to college, and he still needs to worry about his studies.
"It's okay, a lot of free time." Zong Que raised his hand and touched his head.
There is nothing challenging in this discipline or the world, and he is happy that the people around him need his help.
"Isn't your major difficult?" Ling Shuo asked.
"It's not difficult." Zong Que said.
"Then you read every day except for my textbooks?" Although Ling Shuo felt that Xueba would not be hard-held, he really couldn't understand Xueba's books.
"Not this major." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo was silent for a moment: "Have you finished your own major?"
"Almost." Zong Que said.
"How much worse?" Brother Shuo asked shamelessly.
Zong Que turned his eyes to the young man's curious eyes and said, "There is nothing wrong with the exam. Ling
Shuo: "..." There
is nothing wrong with Xueba, that is, he can get full marks.
The difference in this world is too big, and Brother Shuo can't bear it: "Am I here to add difficulty to your life?"
He felt that Xueba was so patient, maybe he really had never seen him so stupid and could not learn, but he had to challenge him to teach him difficulty.
Learning is too simple, it is better to teach people to relieve boredom and play.
Zong Que paused his fingers: "It's not.
"You lie!" Ling Shuo tightened his arms and said, "You didn't want to answer why I didn't live near the school last time.
"I don't have this patience with others." Zong Que said.
He will teach Wang Xin that those people are love for the people in front of him, and if they are only friends, he will not interfere with the life trajectories of those people.
Ling Shuo paused lightly, hugged his shoulders and smiled lightly, "Then I'll try to cause you some trouble."
"Your business is not trouble." Zong Que gently touched his cheek.
As long as he doesn't run, any move he makes is a blessing for him.
He is willing to play with him and experience every life with him.
Ling Shuo gently rubbed his palm, pursed his lower lip, kissed the side of his face and whispered, "Let's learn something else first, okay?" Brother
Shuo is now full of love, just want to learn love, his family is really smart, stable and sexy and sultry, a prodding, no wonder he can't stand it.
The young man's voice was lowered, with the unique magnetism of youth, as if he knew that this could provoke people.
Zong Que glanced at the time, held his wrist, pulled the person behind him into his arms, and when he raised his head and kissed it, the mobile phone ringing on the side rang at this moment.
Zong Que's gaze shifted slightly, but he was held by the young man in his arms and muttered, "Concentrate a little, take care of him."
Zong Que kissed him lightly on the lips, feeling the young man's eager and undisciplined kiss: "Your mother's phone."
"Huh? Shhh..." Ling Shuo suddenly came back to his senses, biting his tongue when he reacted, and his face suddenly wrinkled in pain.
"I'll take a look." Zong Que held his chin.
"Don't look at it yet, shhh My mom is here! What to do if you are discovered! Ling Shuo got up from his body, almost jumped to his feet and picked up the mobile phone, but listened to the humane next to him, "This is my home." Ling
Shuo's fingers paused, and when his nerves were slightly relaxed, he found that he clicked to hang up, and suddenly gasped.
"Calm down, even if you are really discovered, don't panic." Zong Que said.
"It's okay if I'm okay, isn't I worried about you in case your dad finds out." Ling Shuo picked up his mobile phone and thought about how to explain it to his mother for a while.
It doesn't matter to him, even if he finds out, it's a big deal to be pumped, anyway, he was pumped from childhood to adulthood, but Xueba is not, Xueba is beaten ... In short, Xueba cannot be beaten, nor can he be wronged.
"Don't worry about him." Zong Que said.
Over there, Ling Shuo had already dialed Ling Mu's phone and said suspiciously, "What?
"Hey, what?" Ling Mu's voice came out of the earpiece.
"No, I'm talking to Xueba." Ling Shuo's mood calmed down, and he resumed the beaten tone that he used to talk to his mother, "Mom, why are you calling?"
"I'll come and pack up your new home." Ling Mu didn't have a good breath, "As a result, you didn't bring the key, you open the door quickly."
Ling Shuo was shocked and said, "I'm not at home. Fortunately
, he was here in Xueba, in case he was bumped into at home, he would be arrested.
"I saw your car in the underground garage." Ling Mu said, "Now this house can't live in people, don't be greedy for freedom outside."
"I'm really studying the bully, you don't believe it from the outside, my layer of lights are dark." Ling Shuo said, "I just parked my car there and took Xueba's car.
"Okay, then you come and deliver the keys, I'll mention this thing weird." Ling Mu said, "I'll give you formaldehyde here early, you can also live in it early, or it's not convenient for Xueba's side, I'll go to your side to get it." Ling
Shuo took a deep breath and only felt that the sky was about to be desperate.
"Auntie, we'll just send it to you." Zong Que took the phone and said, "It's a fast drive, where are you now?"
"Zong Que, I'm at Xiao Shuo's door right now, it's really troublesome for you." Ling Mu said, "You guys are not in a hurry, just send it to the gate of the community, I'll go there and get it and come up." Zong
Que: "..." When
Ling Shuo heard this, he squeezed his eyebrows at him, and he was so anxious that he was about to burst into flames.
Zong Que pressed his head and said, "Okay, don't worry, we're calling you soon."
"Okay." Mother Ling smiled, "Drive slower on the road." "Good
." Zong Que hung up the phone.
Ling Shuo said a little woodenly: "My mother's habit is that no matter how good she promises, she will go down in advance, what should I do?!" In case we go down and bump into it! We both have cars in the garage, where to get a car now? What if she blocks the door of the community?! Heaven
will kill them!