i want to throw you down

The table lamp was dimly lit, and Gao Ling's big hands were gently but forcefully rubbing Wang Meng's stomach to soothe his stomach. The room was quiet for a while, only the sound of two people's intertwined breathing could be heard.

Wang Meng's body froze, allowing Gao Ling to knead his stomach, maybe the medicine was working, and under Gao Ling's massage, the remaining pain gradually disappeared.

Didn't you say that you don't like physical contact with others?Why just rub his stomach!Wang Meng growled in shame.

"Hiccup~"

Wang Meng breathed out a foul breath, and quickly waved her hands to dissipate the unpleasant breath. Her face became hot, and she said awkwardly, "Well, I'm sorry."

Gao Ling continued to rub Wang Meng's stomach with a calm face, without saying anything, which made Wang Meng feel even more embarrassed.

"Well, I feel much better, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

"Ok?"

Gao Ling raised her head and glanced at Wang Meng, then slowly withdrew her hand. Under the soft belly, she could still feel some hard muscles, which felt surprisingly good, making him reluctant to let go.

Wang Meng could feel the lingering warmth from his stomach through his clothes, and his face felt hot for a while. Gao Ling's technique was not in a hurry, with moderate strength, and he didn't reject it at all.

Gao Ling stood up, picked up the phone and swiped open the screen. It was almost five o'clock, and almost an hour passed before he knew it.

Gao Ling looked down at Wang Meng's fluffy head, resisted the desire to rub it, and said to Wang Meng in a low voice, "Go and rest, there is class tomorrow morning."

"Oh, good."

After tossing and tossing for so long, the pain was so painful that she couldn't sleep before, but now after the pain relieved, she felt drowsy. Sitting on the chair, Wang Meng felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and she was very tired.

After being dazed for a while, Wang Meng got up and walked back to her bed, slowly climbed onto the bed, rolled on it, and was so limp that she didn't want to move.

"Cover the quilt and don't catch a cold."

Over there, Gao Ling turned off the desk lamp, climbed onto the bed, pulled up the quilt, and glanced back to see Wang Meng's bed.

Wang Meng lazily pulled up the quilt, and slowly wrapped himself up. As soon as he lay down on the soft bed, he expressed that he no longer wanted to say yes.

I really don't want to go to class tomorrow.This was Wang Meng's last thought before falling asleep.

Gao Ling was lying on the bed, quietly staring at the ceiling in a daze in the dark, the sound of rain outside gradually became smaller, and the temperature also gradually dropped.

Gao Ling wrapped the quilt tightly, the soft touch of Wang Meng's stomach was still echoing in his mind, he couldn't help closing his eyes, forced himself not to think about it, and fell asleep slowly.

In the early morning, the winter rain has stopped, and the cold wind is passing through the campus. The students who got up early shivered on the balcony. Today is obviously colder than yesterday.

"Om~"

At eight o'clock, the alarm clock that Gao Ling set on her mobile phone rang before going to bed. This morning, classes one, two and three started consecutively, and the first class started at 45:[-], and it was time to prepare for breakfast, so it was half an hour earlier. It's almost time to get up in about an hour.

Gao Ling rolled over and got out of bed, twisted her neck, relaxed her shoulders, and looked at Wang Meng's bed. Wang Meng was sleeping soundly and snoring slightly. Thinking of how long he had been tossing around in the middle of the night, Gao Ling decided to call him later.

Opening the balcony door, putting it on lightly, Gao Ling walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and then wiped his face with cold water. Wear more clothes today.

After washing, Gao Ling returned to the room, wrapped in air-conditioning, rushed into the room, went straight to Wang Meng's bed, and called him softly.

"Wang Meng~"

"Wang Meng~"

"Wake up."

Gao Ling yelled a few times, but seeing that Wang Meng didn't show signs of waking up, she stretched out her cold hand soaked in cold water, and gently patted Wang Meng's cheek.

"Wake up!"

"Oh~" Wang Meng was shocked by the coolness on his face, and called out softly, moved his eyelids, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked sleepily at the person who woke him up, saw Gaoling's handsome face, His eyes trembled slightly.

"what time is it."

Wang Meng took out her hand from under the quilt, rubbed her eyes, and asked Gao Ling, her voice was still hoarse because she just woke up.

Seeing that Wang Meng had woken up, Gao Ling turned around and walked back to the desk, picked up the phone, turned on the screen, and replied, "It's [-]:[-], wake up."

After finishing speaking, Gao Ling put down her phone, opened the closet, scanned around, and thought about what to wear today.

"Huh~" Wang Meng let out a breath, her throat was still aching, and her body was a little sore, but luckily her stomach was fine.

After struggling on the bed, Wang Meng sat up, threw off the quilt and shook violently, "Hiss, it's so cold."

Wang Meng said it was cold, climbed out of bed, took out a thick coat from the closet, put it on, and then went out to the balcony to wash.

When Wang Meng came back from washing, Gao Ling had already changed her clothes. Her upper body was a black sweater, which looked very thick, and her lower body was wearing a pair of gray cotton sports slim trousers. She even put on her shoes. He was playing with his mobile phone at the table, with textbooks and a pen tucked beside him, apparently waiting for Wang Meng.

Seeing that Gao Ling was ready, Wang Meng scratched the messy lock of hair on her head and said embarrassedly, "Uh, you can go first."

"Ok?"

Gao Ling looked up at Wang Meng, and then looked down at the time on the phone screen. It was already [-]:[-], and it would take a while to walk from the dormitory to the teaching building. After calculating in her heart, she said to Wang Meng, "Hurry up!" Change clothes, let's go together."

Seeing that Gao Ling was waiting for her, Wang Meng also quickened her movements, and took out a dark gray coat from the closet. This one was relatively thick, and it could also be worn out. When she was brushing her teeth on the balcony, Wang Meng already felt that today's How cold it is.

He took out a pair of black sports trousers and put them on again. While putting his feet into the shoes, he took out the professional books for today’s class from the bookshelf, stomped his feet, put the shoes on, took the wallet keys and put them in his pockets, and turned back Gao Ling said, "Let's go."

The two walked out of the dormitory building. Wang Meng planned to go to the supermarket to buy bread and milk to take to the classroom, but was stopped by Gao Ling, who was then taken to the cafeteria to drink porridge, so that the two rushed to the classroom by the ringing of the bell, and found a place to sit. Next, the teacher on the podium has already started roll call.

Because it was morning, and the weather was cold, all the students around seemed not to wake up. Only the students sitting in the front rows seemed not sleepy. There were still many vacancies in the classroom. A dozen or so students didn't show up and were counted as absent from class.

The teacher raised his glasses, glanced around, and didn't care about the status of the students. He opened the courseware and started the lecture on his own.

Although the teacher of this professional course is very strict with the students, in fact, he is very strict about attendance. Every class will be called, and the final exam will not be highlighted. It was the course with the highest failure rate last year. As a scumbag, Wang Meng can only rely on attendance to make up for the lack of grades, hoping to ensure full attendance to impress the teacher.

But as soon as Wang Meng sat down, he felt drowsy. He didn't sleep well, and after drinking the hot porridge, his stomach was warm and the temperature in the classroom was cool, which made him drowsy even more.

In the end, she couldn't help it anymore, Wang Meng put the book in front of her, lay down on the table and closed her eyes, um, just squint.

Seeing Wang Meng crawling on the table, Gao Ling couldn't help shaking her head, smiled helplessly, opened Wang Meng's textbook, and helped Wang Meng when the teacher talked about a certain point. Moe was also marked.