Do you know that the person you like is me?

The two played in the garden for most of the night, and the sweat and body fluids mixed together was extremely uncomfortable, so they had to sneak back to the room and take a bath together.Even if he is a full-fledged adolescent boy, he can't bear three shots in a row in one night. The two stopped fighting in the bathroom, soaking in a comfortable body.

Jiang Zi was resting with a towel covering his eyes when Idiot Mo leaned over suddenly and squeezed his arm again. The mark on his arm has never disappeared since the mark.The idiom Mo is addicted to pinching him to get revenge when he was doing it. The mark on his arm healed and came out again, and it got better when it came out.

He didn't like to go with the idiom, and he didn't move even if he was pinched.

The idiom Mo pinches and picks and chooses: "You are too thin, with pitifully few muscles."

Muscles are equivalent to the charm of a boy's physique. Jiang Zi was anxious: "Nonsense, I am thin." By the way, he is not that weak, and his skeleton is covered with a layer of even muscles, okay?

The idiom Mo Xiao: "Okay, then let's wrestle the wrists to determine the upper and lower sides."

Damn, he is blatantly about to start a counterattack!

Choosing after physical labor is not taking advantage of others' dangers.

Jiang Zi wanted to refuse, but it was difficult for him to put down his face and refuse—wouldn't it be considered inferior to refuse to challenge?He said: "The space here is too small, it's not easy to use it."

The idiom Mo insists: "Then go to the table."

In a room similar to that of a single apartment, two boys occupy one side of the coffee table. Both of them are bare-chested, their hair is slightly wet and half-dry, and their slender wrists are entangled together. Before the competition officially begins, their strength has already been twisted. The veins on both hands were bulging.

One of them said with a more delicate face: "Are you ready? Three, two, one..."

The two of them worked hard at the same time, trying to push each other down. The handsome boy was facing a boy with a sutured wound on his abdomen. Neither of them seemed to be strong players, and the gap was not too great.At the beginning, the boy with the abdominal injury was slightly weak, and he seemed to have engaged in physical exertion activities, so his explosive power was insufficient, but he persisted through gritting his teeth.

The idiom Mo is very explosive, but he has not been able to bring Jiang Zi down. In the later stage, his strength cannot keep up, but the balance began to gradually tilt to Jiang Zi's side.

His face was flushed, but he was still holding on. Suddenly, he had an idea, and when the heads of the two were getting closer and closer, he kissed Jiang Zi unexpectedly.

Jiang Zi was obviously taken aback, confused, so don't take the opportunity to exert strength.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Zi grabbed the corner of the table reflexively with his left hand, and instead of being knocked down, he cheated and used his strength to slam, and with a burst of strength, he slammed Idiot Mo's arm on the coffee table.

He couldn't help cheering: "Hahaha you lost!"

Idiom Mo didn't discover Jiang Zi's trick of cheating, and his face was "what a fucking dog", obviously very unhappy.I proposed to PK, but in the end I lost, and I didn't know where to put it.

Jiang Zi hooked Idiom Mo's chin with his hand, and said teasingly, "Little lady—give me a laugh."

Idiom Mo slapped his paw away politely: "Go away, this time it doesn't count." He stood up, walked to the Xbox on his own, and changed the subject: "Forget it, let's play games. I thought I would give you a gift if you lost, but since you won, just pretend nothing happened."

When Jiang Zi heard the "gift", his appetite was whetted, and he rushed forward and hung it on Idiom Mo's back: "What gift? I want it!"

The idiom don't look back, unpredictable: "Want? You are here."

"..."

The two straight male cancers wanted to be on top, but under Jiang Zisapo's shameless attack, Idiom Mo still took out two cards.

"I saw you looking up fitness information the other day, so I thought we could go to the gym together." Idiot Mo threw the card to him without looking at it, as if he didn't care much.

Jiang Zi has been with him for a long time, and he also knows the twists and turns in his heart, and said with a smile: "So, let's go to the gym together, and then we will compete, and the loser will be convinced, right?"

Idiom Mo Lue thought about it, felt it was feasible, and made an agreement.Jiang Zi thought to himself that he must not be defeated in this situation, and the two began to compete secretly in their hearts again.

Putting aside the matter of masculinity, Jiang Zi and Idiom Mo chatted on the bed for a long time, blow-dried each other's hair, fell into a deep sleep, and had no dreams all night.

School starts on the last day of August.

Jiang Zi posted a comment in the space: I'm coming back!Do you have any friends from Class [-]?

When he was in a critical condition, no one thought that he could come back to continue his studies.Many classmates and friends have expressed their concern for him. After careful calculation, among the familiar people, the ones who are still in the same class as him are Ah Wen and Ah He.Ah He also kept in touch with him later, and Jiang Zicai knew that there was another group of people called "rotten girls", that is, people who enjoy romances between YY boys and boys, and opened the door to a new world. After all, it is perfect to have someone to confide in.

It's just that he now finally knows how rich Qin He's inner imagination is under his seemingly expressionless appearance...

Idiom Mo and his affairs became the most common topic between the two.It's just that I don't know if Idiot Mo will talk to Qin He like him...

However, it's a pity that Lover's Idiom Mo is an out-and-out science student, and obviously won't have more intersections with Ah He.And he and Jiang Zi are no longer classmates.Many of the feelings between students are born of daily contact. Now the two of them are separated from each other, and they can only meet each other after class at noon and evening.

Fortunately, both of them are members of the photography club, and the first month of school is the club activity month, and the recruitment and selection are all placed in this month.As an old man in the club, Jiang Zicheng is in charge of recruiting new students together with his fellow students who are already sophomores.

On the most ferocious day of Qiuhuo, the tree-lined avenue in front of the teaching building was filled with stalls from various clubs, and the hardest club battle for newcomers officially started.

There is a group of people in the basketball club on the left who have nothing to do. As long as the manager of the basketball club is a cute girl, it is already very attractive to boys-because the football club next door to the basketball club is a monk temple haha.

On the right is the broadcasting agency. Everyone, Meiyintian, is actively recruiting freshmen in the first year of high school, and at the same time brushing off the large team who came to test the water. Just kidding, passing the Mandarin is only a basic requirement, and they want to be distinctive and expressive. It is not easy to find talents to enter the broadcasting agency.

There are not many people in front of the booth of their photography club. Their club is definitely not a big club in the school, so the number of new recruits is not large.In fact, the reason is very simple, because you need equipment to enter the photography club, and you can participate in club activities if you are interested. Thinking of this, Jiang Zi can't help but feel a little proud, even though his camera has long since broken.

Equally bleak is the robot club opposite their stall.The robot club is a club that mainly participates in competitions. Unlike other clubs, there are teachers who manage and lead the team, which means that those who can enter the robot club are all high IQ students!

Sitting in front of the stall, Jiang Zi was really bored. He had studied all the clubs around him, and the thought of sitting there for another week was a hell on earth.

Idiot Mo is also next to him, also very boring, and has already started playing Sudoku.

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