Do not touch without permission

During the lunch break, Song Yuan was lying on the table playing the game. The game was at a critical moment, and was interrupted by a phone call from Ms. Lin.Song Yuan's ringtone disturbed Yang Xiwo's sleep, Yang Xiwo grabbed a book and threw it at Song Yuan, cursing: "You idiot, answer the phone."

Song Yuan answered the phone reluctantly, ran out of the classroom, stood in the classroom corridor and said softly: "That's enough, Mom, can you stop being so curious?" In the past few days, Ms. Lin has been calling to harass him every day , I just want Song Yuan to take Yang Xi and me to meet her.He also knows his mother's character, she is full of curiosity whenever there is any strange movement, and she breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line.

He still doesn't dare to confess his love to Yang Xiwo, how dare he take him to see his mother?Thinking about it, I regretted it very much. Why did I tell Ms. Lin?Looking for something to do?

"I don't care, if you don't bring him here, I will go to your school after the performance, and your classmates will definitely know which one it is."

"Mom, can I have some privacy?"

"Zaizai, can you give mom a peace of mind? Mom has always been worried. If you like girls, mom will definitely not stop you. But if you like boys, mom wants to know what kind of boy makes you so fascinated."

"Aren't you trying to stop me?"

"Your sister has been persuading me for a long time. I know I can't stop you, so let me see what will happen? I am a mother, and I don't know who my son is when he is kidnapped. How can you make me feel at ease?" Ms. Lin said The more excited he was, he even stomped his feet.

"I have nothing to do with him."

"I heard from my sister that your grades have improved recently. Is it because of that boy? You didn't even tell me."

"All right, all right, I promise you, but you can't leak. If you leak, you can collect the body for me."

"Zai Zai, don't scare mom... Hey, hey... hang up on me?" Ms. Lin sighed helplessly, and the members who were waiting for her return at the gate of the airport looked at their gentle and watery leader so excitedly. The look of talking on the phone.

Song Yuan was in a trance all afternoon, and couldn't listen to the class.He secretly looked at Yang Xiwo many times, and his eyes immediately returned to the teacher.He was thinking about how to tell Yang Xiwo about this matter.Say my mom wants to see you?No, it's a bit like what couples who have confirmed their relationship say.Say my mother is dancing, do you want to watch it?Or go to the provincial capital with me to have fun and meet my mother?

Yang Xiwo looked at Song Yuan in a dull way, frowned and thought: Mom, mother, mother?what?curse?

Yang Xi reached out to touch his forehead, and asked in distaste, "Are you alright?"

Song Yuan grabbed his hand, looked at Yang Xiwo expectantly, and asked, "Little monk, what do you want to do during the May Day holiday?"

"Read and study."

"Do you want to go out to play? My mother has a performance in the provincial capital, and she told me to go over and have a look. Let's go to play, how about it?"

"No money, don't go."

"Again, if you are like this, I will pay you the remedial salary in the future. It will be 200 per hour for each subject, and the fee for Chinese and English will be discounted. It will be 800 for the four subjects of mathematics, physics, chemistry and life, and make up remedial classes twice a week. 1600, how many weeks..."

"..." Yang Xiwo listened to his restless thoughts, and said coldly, "Okay, settle the fee."

"It's over, do you have money to play with me?"

"I have money and I'll keep it, so I won't go out with you."

I'm going, why didn't I follow the routine?Little monk, at any rate, hold back and say that you have money to accompany me.

Song Yuan's tone softened, and the 1.8-meter tall man said coquettishly: "Little monk, let me go, I miss my mother, no one will accompany me, I'm afraid, please."

"Fuck, disgusting." Yang Xiwo really has nothing to do with him, every time I court him, it's the same routine.Let's start with soft words first, and if it doesn't make sense, solve it violently.

Song Yuan rubbed against Yang Xiwo's chest coquettishly, tossing Yang Xiwo desperately, and said in a low voice: "I don't care, big villain, if you don't accompany me, I'm afraid, what if I meet a bad person ? He is still an innocent little boy..."

"I go!"

"Is this a curse or is it going?"

"I go!"

"Is it cursing or are you coming with me?"

"I go!"

"Is it the Shadowless Hand or the Assault Rifle/Gun?"

"..."

Zhong Yu was secretly laughing all the time watching this big scene, her fingers were wrapped around her hair, and her eyes were shining brightly.Zhu Jun and Kan Long stared at Zhong Yu with a silly smile on his face, and they looked at each other, as if to say, look, the evidence is convincing!

When Yang Sheng heard that his son was going out to play, he was very happy, but it was late spring, so he prepared all kinds of long-sleeved clothes and allergy medicine for Yang Xiwo.Yang Xi took them all out again and said, "Dad, I've only been there for three days, why are you giving me so many clothes?"

"It's rare for you to go out to play. You should go to the provincial capital to play. Naturally, you have to be well prepared." Yang Sheng put his clothes back again, muttering.

"I'll pack it myself, just bring a schoolbag."

"Small me, go out and follow Song Yuan, you know? I'm still a little worried, you want him to protect you... Forget it, I'll tell him myself."

"..."

Song Yuan came to pick him up in Uncle Li's car, and waited at the door for a long time, looking forward to it and being very happy.Yang Xiwo walked out of the house slowly, carrying a schoolbag and a small bag.He was wearing a simple light blue shirt with a cute cartoon character inside, which looked refreshing and clean, but Song Yuan felt a sense of contrast inexplicably.Song Yuan couldn't help laughing and said: "Your father chose it for you? Hahahaha..."

"Fuck off."

Uncle Li sent them to the train station, said goodbye to them after a few instructions, and then left.Song Yuan put his arms around Yang Xi's shoulders and smiled naturally: "Your father sent me a lot yesterday, saying that he wants me to protect you, and it's best to hold your hand, in case you don't see me, in case someone touches you." .”

"I don't go out much, that's why he's worried."

"It's okay, brother protects you." Song Yuan took his hand naturally as he said that, happy in his heart, snickered but didn't dare to show it.Holding hands was purely because he wanted to hold hands, and sighed in his heart, the little monk's hands are so tender, long, tender and beautiful.

In the train, sitting opposite the two was a young couple. The couple had a very good relationship. They were holding hands, whispering in their ears and laughing softly from time to time.

Yang Xiwo and Song Yuan looked at each other inexplicably, and they pursed their lips helplessly.Yang Xi and I took out the fruit that my old father was going to give them to eat on the road, and the evil egg rolls from the bag, and said softly: "Egg rolls!"

Song Yuan touched his little head naturally, and said with a smile: "It's still Uncle Yang who treats me well and misses me, you didn't steal it, did you?"

"Fuck off."

"Let's watch a movie, what kind do you want to see?"

"Horror Thriller."

"Can you be normal? For a compromise, watch a European and American crime movie."

Song Yuan was about to eat an egg roll, Yang Xiwo immediately patted his hand and asked, "Wash your hands!"

Song Yuan ran to wash his hands in desperation, Yang Xi, I peeled off the oranges in the bag one by one, the white-bearded oranges were ripped off and placed neatly.A crime movie was playing on the mobile phone in front of him, and the opening scene was bloody.

"Little monk, are you paying homage to the people who died in the film? Did you make it so clean?"

"Then don't eat it!"

"No, I won't be polite." Song Yuan took a piece and stuffed it into the mouth of Yang Xiwo who was busy pulling the orange beard, and ate another piece for himself.It is good and satisfying when someone peels an orange.

The air is filled with the fragrance of orange and a touch of milk.The flight attendants passed by them again and again, selling various snacks and health products.Song Yuan's mind was not on the movie at all, but listened to the salesman's promotion of the product seriously, as if his heart was moved, and he almost took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to buy, but the mobile phone was playing the movie in front of Yang Xiwo.

"Makes sense!"

"Fart, show me a movie." Yang Xi's hands were full of orange juice, and I almost reached out and knocked him on the head.After peeling the oranges, Yang Xi and I entered the next arduous project: peeling the oranges.

Song Yuan recovered from the brainwashing of the salesman, looked at his boy peeling oranges, and wondered: "Oranges? You want to use your bare hands? No knife!"

"It's better peeled than cut."

Yang Xi, I wiped the orange juice with a paper towel until it was clean, then rolled an orange on the table with my hands.When he eats an orange, he must peel it, and when peeling the orange, the petals inside must not be broken to expose the juice.Four red, beardless oranges landed on the clean bag in an instant.He slowly and gently peeled it into two halves, petal by petal, neatly placed in a clean bag, placed in front of Song Yuan, pressed his elbow against Song Yuan's arm, and whispered softly: "Eat!" Bar."

Song Yuan's spiritual consciousness lingered between the salesman's noisy words and the movie screen, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Yang Xiwo's hands covered in orange, pinching his stern cheek pamperingly, and sighed: "You made it so clean, then Do you eat grapefruit like this too?"

Yang Xiwo snorted softly, wiped her eyes with a tissue and stared at Song Yuan's phone, watching the movie seriously.

The girl in the couple looked at the oranges and oranges that Yang Xi and I had peeled cleanly, and said coquettishly: "Look at them, and you will peel them like this for me in the future."

"It's hard, but I'd do it for you baby."

Song Yuan turned his head sideways and stared at the serious and cold young monk, secretly delighted in his heart, twisted a piece into his mouth, the tender and plump orange meat was very satisfying and delicious.

"Who do you think the murderer is?"

Song Yuan was a little caught off guard by his question, and said indiscriminately, "Huh? Is it him? Or this? I think he has sly eyebrows, sly eyebrows, it must be him."

"I think you're the one with a mischievous eyebrow and a mouse eye, don't you watch movies and listen to sales pitches?"

Song Yuan withdrew her thoughts and began to watch the film seriously.But in general, European and American films always have some passionate scenes.The hero and heroine are passionate, enthusiastic, and hardworking.When Song Yuan downloaded it purely because of the high rating, how could he know there was such a plot.Although every boy has always seen action movies like this kind of extended movie clips, but it is unavoidable to be a little embarrassed to watch them outside in the situation of two people who are still alone.Embarrassed, Song Yuan quickly covered Yang Xiwo's eyes, and said softly with a pleasant magnetic voice, "Kids can't watch!"

Yang Xi and I took a deep breath, raised my orange knuckles and tapped directly on his forehead, and said in a low voice, "There must be a clue, are you making trouble?"

"Look, it's over, keep watching! Go wash your hands, look at how dirty it is, hey, don't touch me."

"I think you're staring at me the whole time! Get out!"