Do not touch without permission

In the evening, Song Yuan drove home and simply dragged a suitcase to Yang Xi's house, intending to live there for a long time.Yang Xi and I listened to his swearing, the determination of a strong man to cut his wrists, so I declared in advance: "If you sleep with me here, don't touch your hands, you understand?"

Song Yuan carried the suitcase into Yang Xi's narrow bedroom, and asked with a smile, "Why do you keep thinking about me messing with you all day long?"

"Practical experience, the evidence is conclusive."

Yang Sheng came back from the outside on a scooter, and when he saw Song Yuan, he smiled innocently: "Song Yuan, long time no see, I feel that I have grown a lot taller."

Song Yuan laughed and said, "Uncle, I come here often, but you're not here. Uncle, can I stay at your house temporarily? I've brought all my luggage over here."

"Okay, I'm afraid you feel crowded, anyway, I'm usually alone at home."

"Uncle, have you eaten yet? I just went to the bookstore to buy books, and I brought you something to eat by the way, let's go in and eat."

"Okay, I'm here." Yang Sheng put away his working tools, took off his muddy shoes at the door, walked in and saw Yang Xi and I were writing on the desk.Yang Sheng asked in a low voice, "Why did Song Yuan suddenly want to come to live with us?"

"I will make up lessons for Yang Jue, and he wants to come too."

Yang Sheng nodded, thoughtfully, suddenly frowned, and asked: "Then will it be very difficult for you? After teaching them all the knowledge, you will have no knowledge? Will they be surpassed by them?" ?”

Yang Xi and I put down the pen and looked at the worried look on the old father's face, and said softly: "Don't worry, it won't happen. Song Yuan bought food for you, do you want to heat it up?"

"Look at Song Yuan, what a handsome, tall and good boy, that's great. If he won't exceed, then you can help him make up lessons." Yang Sheng walked out of Yang Xi's room with a smile.When he walked to the living room, he saw Song Yuan helping him heat up the food.He felt embarrassed, and said with a chuckle, "Song Yuan, I want you to heat up, how sensible."

Song Yuan turned off the gas stove, put the dumplings and barbecue on the table, and smiled flatteringly: "Uncle is not in the way, it's a small matter, I have to stay here for so many days, just ask me to do something."

Yang Sheng said, "Do you want to eat a piece?"

"I'll go in and talk to me about my studies." Song Yuan walked briskly, whistled, and swung the drawstring of his coat and hat. "Little monk, your big baby is back!"

"Listen to your flattering tone..." Yang Xiwo sneered, and turned on the recording of the phone to play the conversation they had just had in the living room.

"Huh? Why is my voice so ugly? There is still room for improvement." Song Yuan flicked his face with his fingers, lowered his head and asked, "What are you writing?"

"Your study plan, next semester's study tasks are very tight, and you may have to review in the second half of the semester. The third year of high school is coming, and I want to help you draw up a review plan."

Song Yuanxin smiled and said, "I think I just picked up a treasure."

Yang Xi wrote the plan and said, "You didn't pick it up, I gave it to you myself."

Hearing this very sweet sentence, Song Yuan kissed him on the cheek suddenly, showing a row of white teeth, and said with a smile, "I'm going to take a bath, and I'll read a book after I take a bath."

He really likes Yeon Hee Me too much.Yang Xiwo usually looks icy and cold, and rejects people thousands of miles away, but since I was with him, I have never been stingy with my love, and always expressed my heart without reservation.

Every time he fell in love with Yang Xiwo, he fell into a drowsy sleep, always thinking that it was a dream, like an unattainable dream he had during his secret love.He was very insecure and scared.When I woke up, I liked the person in front of me more, wanted to cherish the person in front of me even more, and wished I could give Yang Xiwo my heart.

Song Yuan hummed a song, took her pajamas, greeted Yang Sheng who was in the living room, and went in to take a bath.

Song Yuan sat on the bed and covered herself with the quilt, looking at an information book for the second semester of the second year of high school.Yang Xi walked in while wiping her hair, Song Yuan said excitedly: "Me, me, come in and cover yourself with a quilt."

Yang Xi sat on the edge of the bed and put my cold feet in.Song Yuan's hot feet leaned over to keep him warm, his eyebrows and eyes curved.Yang Xi said softly, "Isn't it cold?"

"It's cold, but if you bear it, you'll be fine." Song Yuan put her head on his shoulder, rubbed against his body, took a deep breath and said, "Why do you always have a smell?"

"I haven't washed the shower gel, can't I wash it clean?" Yang Xi I lowered my head and smelled it, and said in confusion, "Using shower gel in winter is always itchy."

Song Yuan rubbed more and more vigorously, and said: "I'm talking about the fragrance, which has a faint milk taste. Have you drank too much milk? The legendary brat."

"I thought you were scolding me!" As Yang Xi said, I took out a bottle of body lotion from the drawer, pushed aside my red thighs that were scratched, and squeezed a little onto my fair face.

"What kind of face do you paint as a boy?"

Yang Xi smeared my white and tender fingers on my face indiscriminately, and said, "The face is dry, itchy, and tight, won't you? I begged for this from Mrs. Yu."

"I'll wipe your legs for you..."

Yang Xi said embarrassingly: "No, just wipe it casually."

Song Yuan squeezed a little body lotion and put it on the palm of his hand, slowly rubbed it on Yang Xi's thigh, jokingly said: "I kissed and bit your place this morning."

Yang Xiwo was stunned, recalling the intense scene in Song Yuan's room in the morning.There is indeed such a thing in the picture of the feet being lifted.He raised the back of his thigh to look, and there were still a few deep hickey marks left there.He raised his hand and patted Song Yuan's forehead, and said with a helpless smile: "You are really enough, how can you kiss everywhere?"

"I leave strawberries wherever I pass you. If you don't believe me, can you see if there are any strawberries on your brother?"

"Grass..." Yang Xi didn't look at it carefully when I took a shower. He believed it was true, and really opened his pants and lowered his head to take a closer look.At this time, Song Yuan was still peeping at him with wide eyes.Yang Xi reached out and pinched his cheek, and said in a cold voice, "Are you kidding me?"

Song Yuan wanted to laugh but was squeezed so much that he could only giggle. He poked Yang Xi's head and made fun of me, "I'll say something casually, you believe it? You don't even think about how fragile your brother is!"

"Get out!" Yang Xi put down his face, the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to laugh, how could I be so stupid as to be played by him?

Seeing that the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, Song Yuan hugged his head and kissed him fiercely.Yang Xiwo reached out to hug him, closed his eyes, and felt Song Yuan's kiss with all his heart.The soft lips are intertwined, and the breath is full of each other's breath.The soft tongue was in full swing in Yang Xiwo's mouth, slowly counting his teeth, sucking back and forth, the tip of the tongue tickling back and forth on his palate.

"Small me..." There was a knock on the door and Yang Sheng's call.

Yang Xiwo hurriedly pushed away Song Yuan's body and stood up unprepared.He quickly put down his trouser legs, wiped his lips with the back of his hand, rushed over to open the door, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Take another quilt and enter, I'm afraid you'll be cold." Yang Sheng stood outside with a quilt in his arms, seeing Yang Xi, my face was a little red, and my lips were also red. I'm used to my son always pursing his lips in winter thing.He put the quilt on the bed and said, "Don't stay up late when you're on vacation, do you understand?"

Song Yuan put the book in his hand, raised his head and smiled obediently: "Understood, uncle."

"Go to bed early!" Yang Sheng said as he walked out of the room slowly.

Yang Xi and I breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Song Yuan who was making the bed, and continued to wipe my slightly wet hair, feeling as if I had done something bad, and felt very uneasy.

Song Yuan was like a child who succeeded in doing something bad, with a sly smile, he spread his arms and said, "Come here, let's continue."

Yang Xiwo smiled and jumped onto the bed, and flew onto Song Yuan's body, the two hugged and kissed deeply.

At six o'clock the next day, Song Yuan was awakened by Yang Xiwo's slight sound of getting up, and the sky was slightly hazy.He immediately hugged Yang Xiwo's waist, and when he woke up, he hummed, "Where are you going?"

"Brush your teeth, wash your face, and go for a run."

"Wait for me!" Song Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed, still in a trance, blinked those piercing eyes, and jumped out of bed to put on clothes and shoes.

It was very cold in the morning, and the wind was howling, as if frost had fallen on his face, making his cheeks stiff with cold.The two packed lightly, set off from home, and started running along the riverside of Jiangjingxi.There are not many people who insist on running in the morning, but there are quite a few grandparents exercising in the park nearby.

Song Yuan looked at Yang Xiwo's serious running face, and always liked to make trouble, touching his face and hair.When Yang Xi didn't let me touch it, he jumped up and beat the leaves on the side of the road, picked a leaf and held it in his hand to play with.

After running for half an hour, the two were sweating profusely, blushing, and walked back along the path along the Jiangjing River.The roadside stalls began to increase, the steaming breakfast shop was hot, the crowds were surging, and the traffic flow was endless.

Yang Xi asked me, "What do you eat?"

"I'll eat whatever you usually eat!"

Yang Xi and I took Song Yuan to a steamed stuffed bun shop, and photographed six or seven people in front of us.Song Yuan looked at the road and thought, so this is the beginning of Yang Xiwo's day, and it feels like he has completely entered Yang Xiwo's life.

"The little handsome guy is here again, is he the same?" The proprietress greeted warmly, and began to bring buns and soy milk to Yang Xiwo.

"Well, two copies are the same."

The proprietress said: "My friend, you are quite handsome."

As soon as Song Yuan heard someone praise him, he replied unceremoniously: "Auntie, you really have vision, you can speak, and your business is booming."

"You can really talk. Auntie will give you two more steamed buns. Come back tomorrow."

"Thank you, Auntie!" Song Yuan showed a bright smile, holding the steamed stuffed bun bag brought by the proprietress.

The corners of Yang Xiwo's mouth rose slightly, and when he walked away from the breakfast shop, he took the initiative to hold Song Yuan's hand, and said with a smile: "Big handsome guy, will you come with me tomorrow?"

"Come on, I have made an appointment with my aunt, and I can't break my promise. And most importantly, I want to run with my boyfriend and supervise him."

The sweat was almost dried when the two walked back.When he just came back, Yang Sheng was ready to go to work.The two sat on the stools in the living room and finished their breakfast before going to take a bath one after another.Yang Xi, I took a shower last, and helped Song Yuan wash the bottoming shirt by the way.Song Yuan was flattered and asked, "You can leave it alone, the water is so cold."

Yang Xi said calmly, "It's okay, just keep me warm later."

"Wait to keep warm, we ran to bed to play again."

Yang Xi gave him a blank look, and said coldly: "Go read the book! I'll go find Yang Jue at nine o'clock!"

"I want to go!"

Under Yang Xiwo's discipline, Song Yuan didn't look at his phone much, and his attention was much more concentrated than before, but he always liked to pay attention to what Yang Xiwo was doing, and always wondered whether Yang Xiwo would look at him.But every time Yang Xiwo looked over coldly, Song Yuan immediately put away his wolfish ambitions and began to read books seriously.

Yang Xi and I have been studying with Song Yuan since the first year of high school, and I have contributed to Song Yuan's improvement in Yang Xi's grades.As for the learning method that Yang Xiwo gave him, Song Yuan can naturally use it well.To Song Yuan, Yang Xi, I was the answer to the problem, and he asked questions if he didn't understand.

At the beginning, Yang Jue, like Song Yuan, was inattentive and impatient. He always got angry with the questions he couldn't do, and sometimes he simply crumpled the test paper into a ball.Yang Xi I seldom lost my temper, and I was very patient. I just sat quietly, watched him get angry and never said anything, and continued to bury my head in my book.After Yang Jue calmed down, he returned to his study and wrote the questions seriously.

Yang Jue’s family didn’t have many tables, and Song Yuan studied at their dining table. Sometimes he would stand up and read when his back was sore, and only continued when he was working on a topic.

A few days before the start, Sister-in-law Yu didn't like it when she saw one more person, but sometimes she saw Song Yuan helping Yang Jue answer questions, so she tentatively asked about Song Yuan's grades.Hearing that Song Yuan's grades were not good before, but his grades improved later, he felt that Yang Jue must still have hope.Coupled with Song Yuan's exaggerated mouth, he instantly liked Song Yuan a little more, and incidentally cooked Song Yuan's food.

At noon, several people in the class were asking about the teacher's grades, but they were attacked by everyone.

Zhong Fulai: "If you ask about the grades, you won't be able to start school, you know?"

Zhong Yu: "That's right, I still want to have a good year."

Liu Xiaotong replied: I think we have the notes of Xueba, so we shouldn't do badly in the exam.

Zhong Fulai: "That's true!"

Seeing these anxious children, Lao Gao thought to himself, okay, I will satisfy your wishes.So a report form was sent out, and the whole class burst into flames.

Kan Long: "Comrade Gao, why don't you play your cards according to common sense?"

Everyone still clicked on the form to check the results, and Song Yuan was also very uneasy, fearing that it was just a fluke and an accident that he entered the top 200.He clicked on the form and looked at the class rankings, No.1 Yang Xiwo, No.2 Zhang Yunfeng, and No.3 him.Looking at the grade ranking of 189, this surprised him because he improved by three places.

Although there is little room for improvement, it is still something to be happy about.