Excessive appearance is risky, sports students need to be cautious

After experiencing the strong consumption of the two-person defense, Y Big couldn't stand it anymore, and changed back to the three-two defense in the first half, but the defense against Qingfeng was still solid.

The score rose step by step, the positions saw each other, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate.

As time goes by, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qingfeng's actions and reactions are slowing down, and he made two mistakes at critical moments, causing H Dalian to lose 5 points.

But this is also impossible.

As the only one of the two teams who played the entire game and used star tactics to attract local superior firepower, his physical strength has already reached its limit, and he can still run now is entirely supported by a will not to admit defeat.

It seems that there will be no miracles if you continue to forcefully, the coach decisively called a timeout——

Swap players!

With 5 minutes before the end of the game, the No. 7 small forward of H University was replaced, and there was an uneasy commotion in the stands.

Qingfeng raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked to the sidelines. He seemed really tired, and his steps faltered a bit.His knees were weak, and he looked like he might fall down at any time.

The coach teacher was tall and burly, and when he saw this, he quickly helped him up, and walked towards the rest area while supporting him, and raised his hand to say hello: "That little classmate, come here."

The little rabbit pointed at was stupefied again, and looked left and right: "Ah, me?"

"It's you." The coach said sharply, "You have pale skin."

This description is really, there is no way to have any ambiguity...

Among the many "wheat colors", Yellen is indeed the whitest one.

I had no choice but to move over reluctantly, and listened to the coach teacher say to Qingfeng: "Give you 3 minutes, take a good rest, and then go up in the last 2 minutes. Dragging into overtime is not good for us, you boy, get ready, and you will end it for me when you go up. Contest."

Qingfeng didn't even have the strength to speak, and expressed with his eyes: I understand.

"Then this classmate, come here."

The coach held Ye Lun's shoulders: "Please help him massage his legs and arms and relax his muscles. The intensity was too strong before, and the tension was too tight. If you don't relax, you will cramp."

Ye Lun blinked: There are so many people on the sidelines, why did they call me?

The coach teacher is well-informed, and he also has ideas-he said that you are holding his towel and water bottle, and your words and deeds are intimate, you are either a brother or a base, who do you look for?

Tsk tsk tsk, this person who has eaten rice for more than ten years has a different consciousness.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, there is no time."

As soon as the coach urged, Ye Lun also knew that the matter was urgent, so he hurriedly put down the things in his hands, sat down cross-legged facing Qingfeng, held his calf and rubbed it hard.

If you were someone else, you might have some small thoughts in your heart, and it's possible to dislike this or that.Ye Lun has no such concept at all, because Qingfeng is a very close existence to him. He has slept in the same bed for so long, and he has already tasted everything that should be seen and touched, and he is not an outsider.

The muscles were strained, sour and astringent when kneaded, and Qingfeng gasped in pain.It took me a long time to realize who the person in front of me was, and I became anxious when I saw it, and hurriedly stretched out my hand: "No, get up quickly..."

In his impression, young master Ye was spoiled and spoiled, and should be held in the palm of his hand and loved, not suitable for doing any rough and tiring work.

Ye Lun himself didn't take it seriously, grabbed his wrist, slid up, and kneaded the muscles of his forearm.He raised his face and looked at him with bright eyes: "Is it sore? Is there any discomfort?"

Qingfeng resisted the urge to bow his head and kiss him, and questioned wildly in his heart: Why is my roommate so cute? ? ?But still stubbornly wanted to refuse: "No more, everything is fine, you get up."

"Sit down, sit down, and don't move around." Ye Lun pressed his thigh fiercely, "If you have strength, save it to play on the court. Why are you competing with me?"

"It's not... hiss, it hurts."

Ye Xiaotu pressed his stiff biceps and smirked: "Oh, here it is."

Qingfeng: "..."

So what, young hero, spare your life.

In terms of lip service, his odds of winning are too small, and usually he can only solve problems by force.Unfortunately, the current him, let alone lifting Ye Lun, even moving his arms and legs, has to be lucky in advance.

What should I do if I can't beat it?next to each other.

Qingfeng couldn't stand Ye Lun's face before, and now he couldn't stand Ye Lun's obedient and docile appearance. He just wanted to reach out and hug him up and put him on his lap.Compared with massage, letting him bury his face in Yelun's neck and suck it seems to be more effective.

However, the reality is too slap in the face - legs are sore, hands are weak, there is evil intentions, but there is no evil power.

He was actually very reluctant to get so close to Ye Lun when he was covered in sweat and embarrassed, but judging from the other's expression, he didn't seem to dislike it.

At least Ye Xiaotu hugged his leg and rubbed it happily.

It's so sour...

Qingfeng gritted his teeth and encouraged himself in his heart: For victory!In fact, the tears are almost down.

200 seconds is really not that long.

There may be several ups and downs on the field, but in life, this is actually just the time to go to the toilet after getting up in the morning.

The rest was too short, and it was impossible to cover everything. Yellen only had time to press all the important parts.

With his hands still on the heels of Qingfeng's legs, ready to help him smooth his muscles and bones, the coach rushed over again: "It's almost time, are you ready?"

To be honest, not enough.But at the critical moment, it is not Qingfeng's character to flinch. He nodded, grabbed Ye Lun's palm extended towards him, stood up with his strength, and said firmly: "Okay."

Ye Lun didn't say "come on" this time, but silently took a towel to help him wipe off the sweat on the back of his neck.

Once again, swap players!

At this time, there is still 1 minute and 28 seconds before the end of the game, and H is behind by 5 points.

After Qingfeng came on the field, he replaced the player who came off the field and made a free throw. The perfect posture, the perfect parabola, no suspense at all, go in!

1 points to hand.

The ball returned to Big Y's hands, and the opponent took the lead, so they deliberately slowed down, passed the ball repeatedly, and moved positions, but did not launch an effective attack.

University H has no time to spend with them, only the soldiers take the risk—steal!

4 points is a rather embarrassing point difference, two rebounds are not enough to ensure the victory, and the players of H University have no more physical strength to cope with the arduous overtime, so - 3 points!

Only 3-pointers can quickly reverse the situation.

The players of University H were like mirrors, and stood outside the three-point line one after another, but the players holding the ball were quickly double-teamed by University Y. They had no choice but to choose to pass the ball!

Qingfeng stretched out his long arms, caught the ball, and stepped into the penalty area, as if he wanted to make a three-step layup or grab a wave of rebounds.The offensive posture was perfect, the opponent returned to the defense urgently, and even the teammates were anxious: no, 2 points is not enough, big brother!

Just in the middle of this thought, Qingfeng had already stepped on the free throw line to take off, his body jumped into the air, and his wrist was ready to throw the ball.However, to everyone's surprise, the basketball turned around and flew behind him with a sudden backhand.

Who is behind Qingfeng?

No. 8 shooting guard standing outside the three-point line!

Immediately after catching the ball, he shoots the ball——the players of Big Y have just landed, and there is no way to take off in such a short time difference. They can only watch the red shadow fly through the air, "clang", and hit the net!

H University successfully scored three points.

54 seconds to the end of the game.

With a difference of 1 point, Y University finally had no way to maliciously delay, and decisively launched an attack!

However, the system was not constructed smoothly in a hurry, and the rhythm was a bit out of joint, which caused the small forward to shoot from a bad position and angle. The basketball hit the basket with a "bang", turned several times, and turned outward fell down.

Chance Ball!

H big center took off desperately, used his physical advantage to avoid the opponent, abruptly intercepted the ball in the penalty area, turned around and made a long pass——

"Qingfeng!!!"

And the No. 7 small forward turned around and started running before he roared.

This is probably the legendary tacit understanding and full trust in teammates: I believe that he will definitely get the ball, will not hesitate, and make the right response at the right time.

The basketball flew across the half court, lacking energy, and began to fall. At this time, the No. 13 point guard of H University was near the center line. After catching the ball, he continued to pass the ball without hesitation!

Double combo!

The display screen on the north wall has begun the final countdown, and success or failure depends on it:

five seconds...

When Qingfeng reached the three-point line, he didn't stop, and continued to run forward.

Four seconds...

Free throw line!

three seconds...

The basketball started to fall, and Qingfeng got the ball accurately!

two seconds...

Jump in front of the basket and dunk! ! !

"Bang-"

"Beep-"

The loud bang of the basketball entering the frame and the whistle of the end of the game sounded at the same time.

Almost at the same moment, deafening cheers erupted from Grandstand H, shaking the glass windows "humming" and trembling.Everyone couldn't help themselves, hugged the people around them, whether they knew them or not, screamed and danced, and celebrated loudly.

As long as there is something in my hand, I can't hold it for a while, and throw it all into the sky. Various empty bottles, broken hats and smelly socks are flying all over the venue, which can be described as very lively.

Compared with excitement and excitement, the players on the field are not much less. To be precise, they are the happiest and happiest people.

Although it was just an inter-school league, the specifications and grades were not as good as the National University Games, but as a team that had never won against an old enemy, it was a huge surprise and encouragement to win this game.

Under the ecstasy, even Qingfeng, a silly boy with a super boring temper, became wild.

Unable to resist the instigation of his teammates, he took off his jersey in twos and twos, swung it twice in the air, and threw it to the sidelines.Turning around, I saw Ye Lun standing up beside the bench in the rest area, clapping and talking to the coach.

At that moment, I don't know what kind of evil it was, or it was just a momentary impulse.

In short, Qingfeng's proud sanity was not online, so he ran towards Ye Xiaotu with his muscular and sweaty upper body naked.

Then, taking advantage of the time when the other party didn't react at all, he wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him up.

☆、Everyone is cute!

"Hey hey hey hey..."

With both feet off the ground, Ye Lun was caught off guard.

He quickly reached out and hugged Qingfeng's neck, and his chin hit his forehead, dripping with sweat.

Her lips were also itchy from the thorny stubble, and Ye Lun couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you crazy about, put me down quickly."

Qingfeng pretended not to hear, raised his head to look at him, his young and handsome face was full of excitement: "We won, we won!"

"Hmm..." Ye Lun reluctantly replied a monotone. For some reason, the close distance, the rushing hormones, and the tough and savage aura made him feel as if there was a little rabbit in his heart. He was bumping around, making his face turn red.

I had no choice but to open my eyes and said in a low voice: "Congratulations..."

This answer is too crude, it can't fill Qingfeng's crazy inflated sense of satisfaction at all, poking his face and chasing after him, he wants to stare into his eyes and ask: "That's it?"

Ye Lun had nowhere to hide, she was so stared at that she couldn't do anything, she sighed silently, and said to everyone, please restrain yourself, the wolf's ears and tail are exposed, for fear that others will not know that you are asking for praise?

"It's a good fight." Finally, he said bravely.

Qingfeng had a cheeky face: "How good is it?"

"..." Ye Lun was speechless: Can this kind of problem be investigated to the bottom?What about your modesty? ? ?

"MVP! Are you satisfied?"

Qingfeng seemed to think about it seriously for two seconds: "Not very satisfied."

Ye Lun gritted his teeth, he really wanted to kill someone: "Hey, don't push yourself too hard, let me go!"

"Hahaha."

As soon as Ye Xiaotu's hair exploded, Qingfeng was happier than winning the MVP, he laughed and let go, putting him down safely.

As soon as he landed, there happened to be two groups of standard-shaped, bronze-colored pectoral muscles in front of him, covered with a thin layer of sweat.Ye Lun was taken aback for a moment, as if he had just discovered that Qingfeng was naked, and quickly turned his eyes away, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that the figure of the male model is really terrible, and he, a pure man, couldn't help but find it delicious.

Just as I was hungry, the coach and teacher not far away probably didn't see it, and stretched his neck to say hello: "Everyone come here, come here, assemble!"

Qingfeng was in high spirits, and he was obviously reluctant to part with him, but his teacher's order was hard to break, and Ye Lun kicked his ass from behind again, so he had to go back and report honestly.

The game ended successfully. The two schools lined up to shake hands and greet each other. The referee also announced some game statistics and the final MVP candidate. Unsurprisingly, the No. 7 small forward of H University was selected.

Although there were no medals or prizes, many people thought it was worth the fare when they saw Qingfeng's rare hearty smile.

The feast is over for the time being, some people are satisfied, some people are full of regrets, but this will not be the last game after all.As old enemies for many years, the love and killing between Y University and H University will continue for a long time.

Although the meaning is still unfinished, today has indeed come to the end of the song.

The two teams rested separately, and the audience in the stands cheered for a while, and they also began to exit in an orderly manner, and the noisy stadium gradually quieted down.

While packing up the things, the coach asked everyone's opinions loudly: "It's almost dinner time, what do you think?"

It stands to reason that if you win a rare victory, you should go out to have a big meal and celebrate.But there are two thorny problems at present: [-]. Drinking alcohol is not suitable after strenuous exercise;

So after a discussion, everyone decided to meet again another day, and today they would just be casual and have a makeshift meal in the cafeteria.

"There is also this little classmate, I will trouble you today." The coach teacher is as careful as a hair, and Ye Lun, who did not forget to help with chores, invited with a smile, "Come with us, the Youth League Committee treats you, and you can order whatever you want !"

"Thank you teacher, I..."

Ye Lun scratched the ends of her hair, intending to decline.Their school sports team has a dinner party, and they don't know anyone except Qingfeng, so how can they go to eat and drink with them, and they are not family members.

But the coach teacher had an earnest face, and smiled kindly and kindly. The words of refusal rolled to his lips, and he couldn't say it in a daze.

While worrying, I only heard a clear and sweet greeting from the stands not far away: "Allen, go back~"

Ahhh, Ye Lun burst into tears, never thought Baby Zhou's voice was so nice!

"Then what, my roommates are calling me, so I'll go with them." Ye Lun said with a smile, his brows were slightly pressed, and his expression was a little forgiving and flattering. It made people feel distressed, and he couldn't bear to blame him, " The competition was very exciting, the teacher and everyone worked hard, then I will... let's go first, goodbye."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

The coach teacher stretched out his hand to stop him, but he still couldn't hold him back. Ye Xiaotu ran towards the nearest door, waving his long ears, as if a wolf was chasing after him.

A group of tall and burly sports students were left standing there, with big eyes and small eyes, all with expressions that hesitated to speak.

Only Qingfeng raised his hand to his forehead and let out a long sigh.

Sure enough, within half a minute, Ye Xiaotu jumped out of the door again, his fair and handsome face flushed with embarrassment.

"Uh, I'm sorry, let me ask," Ye Lun said with blood all over his face, unrequitedly, "How do I get to the stage?"

There was silence.

Then, someone who didn't hold back was the first to laugh out loud.

Just like the first piece of dominoes was pushed off, the rest couldn't hold up and fell down one after another.

In the roar of laughter, Ye Lun also broke the jar, shook his head and chuckled, and spread his hands: "Okay, okay, this is my first time here."

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, we got lost when we first arrived." A team member helped to make a rescue.

"Yes, yes, this damn place is too big." Others echoed.

"It's good to come a few more times." The coach teacher suppressed a smile.

"That's it..." Ye Lun smiled on the surface, and said mmp in his heart, isn't your tone really teasing me? ? ?

"Don't bully him."

Amid cheerful laughter, Qingfeng, who was standing far away, had already packed his personal belongings, zipped up his sports backpack, and walked towards Ye Lun through the crowd.

When he got closer, he stretched out his arms domineeringly to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and turned around to confess: "I'll send him out first, and I'll meet you guys later."

"Okay." The coach teacher waved his hand, "Hurry up and go back."

Qingfeng nodded, rubbed Ye Xiaotuan's soft hair, turned around and led the people away from the athlete's passage.

Turning around the passage with seven turns and eight turns, Ye Lun saw the trio of wild boars waiting at the stairs before Ye Lun fainted.

The boss Fang Wei didn't say anything, he put his arms around Qingfeng's neck when he came up, rubbed his head vigorously, and said indignantly: "Stinky boy, let you show off! You made a lot of money today, there are so many beautiful girls in the audience , All his meows have become your fans, quickly kneel down and kowtow to my uncle to admit his mistake!"

"It hurts, it hurts..." Qingfeng couldn't break free, and begged for mercy, "I was wrong."

"Where is it wrong?!" Fang Wei was aggressive.

"Uh..." Qingfeng thought for a while, "Too handsome?"

"#￥%[email protected]*!" Fang Wei was furious, and his arms were tightened a little more, "I'm fucking fucking dead, believe it or not!!!"

Qingfeng screamed: "Oh..."

The hearts of the other three people: What time is it and they are still talking poorly, they deserve to be beaten.

The two brothers fought like no one else, and Fang Wei's resentment calmed down a little, and he released him mercifully, and asked again: "Are you hungry, let's eat together?"

Qingfeng still has an appointment, so of course he can't go. He rubbed his neck and said, "I'll go back to the team to eat. By the way, boss, if you pass by the supermarket when you go back, please bring me a box of needlework."

Zhou Yi was curious, and tilted his head: "What do you want sewing for?"

Qingfeng took out the jersey from his sports backpack and pointed it out to everyone. There was a long cut in the left waistline, which was probably caught by the opponent during the scramble.

"That's it, it's easy!" Zhou Baobao reached out to pick up the jersey, and threw it aside supernaturally, "You don't need to buy a new one, it's a waste of money, Alan has a sewing kit, let him mend it for you."

The jersey fell from the sky, covering Ye Lun's head and face, and the smell of Qingfeng was all in his nostrils.He hurriedly picked it off, and wanted to kick Zhou Yi's ass with his foot, thinking that the brat's skin is itchy, and he's betraying your brother again!

Qingfeng caught his reaction and thought that Ye Lun was unwilling, so he quickly said, "No, small things, I'll do it myself."

While speaking, she reached out to pick it up, but Ye Lun didn't know what to think, and subconsciously avoided it, holding the jersey and didn't let go.

It took a few seconds before I realized what stupid thing I did, and my heart was a little bit... But when it comes to this, I can't go back, it's too arrogant.

They are all pure men, so please be more straightforward.

Ye Lun raised his chin arrogantly: "It's okay, give it to me, it's easy."

Qingfeng saw that he was obviously awkward, but he still tried to pretend to be stubborn, and couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Xiao Yezi."

After saying a few more gossips, Qingfeng turned around and went back.Yellen also rolled up the jersey, stuffed it into his messenger bag, and went to the big cafeteria with the wild boar trio to eat.

Although both groups came to the same cafeteria, they did not meet each other because of the different floors.

During the dinner, Zhou Baobao deliberately sat opposite Ye Lun, with a hesitant expression the whole time.

With two years of experience in high school, Ye Lun could see the desire to gossip on the little guy's face at a glance, and knew what he wanted to ask, which was nothing more than boring questions like "When did you follow Brother Feng so well?"In order to prevent him from talking too much, he grabbed half a chicken leg and stuffed it into Zhou Yi's mouth.

"Woooooo!" Zhou Baobao danced.

Ye Lun glanced at him and said fiercely, "Shut up and eat!"

Every day is about to collapse, and Allen is pissed at me!

Zhou Yi was chewing the chicken, his cheeks were bulging, and his big eyes were full of tears: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Ah, what?" Ye Lun was taken aback, one head and two older, "Where are these?"

"Then you don't let me talk, woo woo woo." Zhou Yi raised his face and howled pitifully, "I want to tell Aunt Ye that you forget me when you see sex, and you want Brother Feng not to want me."

"I'm fine, what do you want him to do?" Ye Lun was so ashamed that she almost rolled off the chair, "No, who said I don't want you anymore..."

While talking, Ye Lun took out a tissue, put ribs in Zhou Yi's bowl, and rubbed his little face with his hand, acting like a good brother, extremely gentle and warm-hearted.

I saw the two roommates next to me biting their chopsticks and shaking their heads.

The boss felt concerned: "Tsk tsk tsk, brother control is really scary."

The thin monkey echoed repeatedly: "Hehe, there is no cure for my brother's accusation."

After a meal, there was a lot of chaos, and it was not until evening that they returned to the dormitory.

And Qingfeng came back even later.It was almost 8:[-] o'clock before he pushed the door open and entered the room with heavy steps, looking so tired that he might collapse to the ground at any time.

But there is no way around it. He has to keep alive on the field. Once he relaxes after the game, all the exhaustion surges up, and his legs are so weak that he almost can't walk back.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked up and saw Ye Xiaotu was wearing casual clothes, sitting cross-legged on the bed; his temple hair was a bit long, pinned behind his ears; a black No. 7 jersey was draped over his knees.

With a needle in his mouth, the beautiful boy lowered his head worryingly to study how to sew, that serious and well-behaved side face made Qingfeng feel... more tired.I really want to lie on his lap.Fall asleep in about three seconds.

Stepped into the room, responded to the greeting lazily, threw the sports backpack on the desk casually, and Qingfeng came towards the bed with a sullen head, as if he was going to rush on it regardless.

His calves touched the edge of the bed, and his abdominal muscles suddenly supported his hands. He lowered his head and saw Ye Xiaotu rabbit looking at him in horror: "What are you doing?"

Qingfeng was really tired, and his voice was a little lower than usual: "Sleepy."

He continued to fall down.

It seemed that he was determined to get on the bed. Ye Lun's hair stood up all over, and she pressed against his waist firmly: "You haven't taken a shower yet!"

"No more washing..." Qingfeng yawned and said vaguely.

"No, you're sweating all over." Ye Lun resisted.

"Get up and wash tomorrow morning." Qingfeng discussed.

"That stinks." Ye Lun said, quickly threw aside the half-padded jersey, and greeted outside, "Zhou Yi!"

Zhou Baobao just took a shower and was squatting on the balcony holding the trash can and cutting his nails. When he heard the call, he quickly turned his head and replied crisply: "What's the matter?~"

"Come and help."

In fact, Ye Lun underestimated Qingfeng's weight. Although he is strong and strong, his body shape is not exaggerated, but his muscles are no less than soft flesh.The two brothers couldn't hold it together, and finally called the boss together, and reluctantly "moved/pushed/dragged" Qingfeng into the bathroom and stuffed it under the shower head.

When "death" was approaching, Qingfeng stopped struggling and stood up obediently.

Zhou Baobao was considerate and thoughtful, blinking his eyes and asked: "Can you stand? I'll go next door and lend you a plastic stool, do you want it?"

Qingfeng: "..." Thank you, I am not disabled yet.

She shook her head to express her refusal, and she was so tired that she didn't want to talk to you anymore.

"Are you okay alone, do you still have the strength?" The boss was also worried, "Do you want someone to wash it for you?"

Hearing the sound, Qing Feng raised his head, and first met Fang Wei face to face, then turned his eyes and landed on Ye Lun again.The latter didn't seem to hear it, and was squatting in front of the cabinet outside the bathroom door to rummage through washing powder.

Naturally, he didn't realize that this meaningful gaze lingered on him for a few seconds. After waiting for a long time for no response, he turned away regretfully.

Qingfeng shook his head again, and said flatly: "No, I'll wash it faster."

So it was really fast, a battle bath, including brushing teeth and soaking feet, took less than ten minutes before and after, so it can be said to be very fast.

The sound of the water stopped, and Qingfeng came out with a wet body.

He wiped off casually, didn't even bother to put on his pajamas, and climbed onto the bed wearing only a pair of gray-blue boxer briefs.He lay down limply, so tired that he didn't even shake his big tail.

At that time, Ye Lun had mended his jersey and was taking the dirty clothes he and Qingfeng had changed to the laundry room downstairs.

Although the student dormitories of H University are in good condition, and each room is equipped with air conditioners, it is still not allowed to install such luxury and high-power appliances as washing machines without permission.

If you want to be lazy, you can only go downstairs and use the coin-operated public washing machine.

It only costs three yuan for continuous washing, bleaching and dehydration, and takes about half an hour, which is economical.Ye Lun went there with his mobile phone in his pocket, so he found a seat on the bench in the laundry room, played two qualifying matches, and the time was almost up.

I came back with clean clothes, took them to the balcony to dry, and then took a shower. After all the chores were done, it was already dark outside. I looked at the watch again, it was past nine o'clock.

Qingfeng lay on his side on the bed, facing inwards, and his back facing outwards. He didn't make a sound for a long time, probably falling asleep.

Ye Lun stared at his back for half a minute, feeling drowsy.

That's right, he didn't sleep well the night before, and he wanted to go back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep in the afternoon.Unexpectedly, by mistake, he went to the gymnasium to ignite his youth, and after tossing so far, he should be sleepy.

Rubbing her eyes, she yawned again, and reported to her roommate that Ye Lun was about to go to bed.

But today is different from the past, there is a small problem——

There was a wall beside the bed, so how would he get up there?

Normally, Qingfeng was always the last one to go back to bed. When he finished his homework and took a shower, the dormitory building would most likely be powered off.

Ye Lun, without exception, had already gone to bed and was lying on the wall with her back against the wall, watching the news with her mobile phone.

Qingfeng only needs to lift the quilt and get in naturally.

So Yellen, who had never encountered a similar situation, was in trouble standing in front of the bed.

However, after thinking about it, there is no result. No matter how you look at it, there is only one way to "cross over" - he is just an ordinary college student, and he doesn't know how to go through the wall from the other side.

"Then there's no way."

Ye Lun sighed softly, spread his hands, silently rejoicing that his legs were long enough, leaning down, holding the edge of the bed with his left hand, and sneaking in with his right hand, propping himself up in the bed.

The left leg stepped on the ground, and the right foot kicked off the slippers, volleyed across Qingfeng's body, and stepped on the bed carefully.

I don't know if it was because of nervousness, or it was a first-time offender and inexperienced. When I fell off the bed with my right foot, I didn't care about the position. When I stepped on the sheet, it slipped immediately.

As luck would have it, Qingfeng, who was sleeping soundly, was still very vigilant, and it was hard for him not to feel that someone had "ridden" him to make such a big move.

So he turned over and opened his eyes.

Before I could see any images clearly, I just heard "Oops" in my ears, my lower abdomen felt heavy, my thighs felt sore, and my chest felt hot. A hot and young body rushed forward without warning.

☆, Don't move, or something will happen if you move again!

No matter how I change it, there are XX words, hopeless

You can go to CP's forum or new station to see

Or there will be a txt for everyone to collect after the end

☆、A spring night and a dream are worth a thousand gold

According to a man's instinct, Qingfeng also wanted to "do it", but the occasion was not right.

Openly "flirting" in broad daylight, it's hard to see.

Although the thin monkey and the boss have already climbed to the upper bunk, there is still a lively kid next door.

Zhou Baobao was originally reading a novel, but he was so disturbed by the commotion here that he couldn't concentrate, so he simply turned over and got up, poking his head and asking, "What are you playing, I want to participate too!"

Qingfeng was shocked when he heard the words, and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

He said in his heart that as long as Zhou Yi lowered his head and took a look, the friendship between himself and Ye Lun would come to an end.

Fortunately, the chandelier has been extinguished, and there is a small night light in the bedroom.The light is relatively dim, if you don't look closely, you can't find the clues.

"What are you participating in?" Ye Lun was also amused by Zhou Yi, knowing that he had played too much, he stopped making trouble, turned over and got off Qingfeng, sat on the inside against the wall, and patted the bed board, "Didn't you see that the bed is so narrow? If you come here again, you will collapse.”

"Is that so!" Zhou Yi scratched the back of his head with a regretful look on his face.

And right under his eyes, Qingfeng, who was lying on his back, stretched out his hand silently, and stiffly pulled the quilt that was squeezed into a ball, covering his stomach and thighs.

Just covering it a second ago, Zhou Yi caught up with his eyes a second later: "Brother Feng, how are you, are you okay?"

"Hmm..." Not OK at all.

Qing Fengsheng touched his forehead unrequitedly, only to feel his whole body scalding hot, his lower body swollen and painful, and there was no way to relieve it, so he could only wave his hand: "As long as your brother is safe, you will be fine."

"Hey." Ye Lun laughed angrily, and kicked his thigh, "What do you mean, it's my fault again, my young master is innocent too, okay?"

In normal times, Qingfeng still likes Ye Lun's little hands-on gestures, and it seems that the two have a close relationship.But now the situation is critical, any extra touch may become the last straw that crushes reason, so in desperation, he has no choice but to be domineering again——

He reached out and clasped Ye Lun's slender ankle, and pulled it down; the latter was completely unprepared, and fell backwards, and the back of his head happened to land on his soft cotton pillow.

Before he could react, Qingfeng grabbed the quilt again and covered his head and face.The voice was very low through a layer of fabric: "Don't make noise, go to sleep."

Just sleep and sleep, don't make people bored...

When Ye Lun pulled the quilt, he felt movement beside him.When the head was successfully exposed, when he turned his face, he found that Qingfeng had turned over, facing outward, and was still wrapped in the quilt.

"Are you really going to sleep?" Zhou Yi, who was on the opposite bed, looked at his watch, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "The lights were just turned off, will it be dark?"

Qingfeng had already started to recite chemical equations silently in his heart, and didn't answer.

Ye Lun hugged the quilt, a little hesitant: "The power is off and there is no wifi."

"Use 4G." Zhou Baobao was in high spirits, "Is your data enough? I'll send you if it's not enough."

"4G is such a pitfall, it gets stuck in minutes." Ye Lun said, yawned unpreparedly, and immediately felt drowsy, too lazy to get up to pick up the phone again, "Sleep, sleep, I will bring you tomorrow fly."

"Okay!" Although Zhou Baobao was young, he was reasonable and not clingy.Saying "good night" while crawling back to lie down.

Ye Lun blinked his eyes at the bed board above his head, then turned his head to look at Qingfeng's back, wanting to strike up a conversation, but didn't know what to say.

I simply didn't say anything, turned over and faced the wall, wrapped the quilt tightly, and went to sleep!

Young Master Ye had nothing on his mind, he felt relaxed, and soon fell asleep.

On the contrary, Qingfeng tossed and turned, unable to sleep.The heat on my body subsided very slowly. I thought I had to survive at least past zero, but the mental exhaustion was overwhelming and irresistible.

So amidst the swelling pain in his lower body, he fell asleep somewhat unbearably and awkwardly, his brows furrowed slightly, like a child who couldn't eat candy.

And this sleep was not peaceful.

Probably because too many things happened in this day, Qingfeng had a lot of dreams.

I dreamed of playing basketball for the first time in junior high school physical education class, and practiced even the simplest three-step layup for a long time; I dreamed of the old house where my grandfather lived, and there was a statue of Master Guan at the entrance, and Qingfeng was naughty when he was a child, I once replaced the statue of Guan Gong with an Ultraman model. Grandpa only found out when he was offering incense, but he was beaten to death...

He also dreamed of the afternoon shortly after the start of the university term, when he had just taken a shower and was about to rush to the classroom for class.While wiping her hair, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

In the dream, Qingfeng walked over to answer the door, knowing in his heart who would be on the other side, but the moment he opened the door, he was still slightly taken aback:

Standing outside the door was a young man with an outstanding appearance. He was familiar with jet-black hair, bright eyes, and fair complexion.The only difference, he changed his clothes——

A black basketball vest with the number 7 and a brand name in pinyin on the back: QINGFENG.

There is too little fabric in the jersey, and the beautiful collarbone and slender arms are exposed, which is inexplicably alluring in its delicacy.

It's a pity that logic doesn't exist in the dream. Qingfeng's first reaction after a brief amazement was: "Why are you wearing my team uniform?"

The beautiful boy tugged at the hem of his clothes, taking it for granted: "What's yours, it's mine."

Qingfeng was helpless: "There is still my name tag on the back."

Ye Lun turned his face away and forcibly denied it: "No, don't talk nonsense."

The little wolf cub in the dream is a serious kid, who attaches great importance to a worn team uniform, and pulls Ye Lun's arm to make him take it off and take a good look to see if it has a name.

Ye Xiaotu was extremely awkward, struggling in various ways, refusing to let go.

Qingfeng was annoyed by him hiding, wrapped his arms around him, and hugged him, but unexpectedly felt that something was wrong—the tentacles were all smooth, soft and elastic, and they felt so good; It turned out that there was nothing under the basketball vest.

This easter egg is too big, the beautiful boy is not wearing pants.

Qingfeng was dazzled by the fireworks in his head and lost his mind. When he came back to his senses, the scene changed.

The warm dormitory is gone, replaced by the same familiar gymnasium.

In the afternoon, miraculously, there was no one else in the museum, only Qingfeng sat on the floor with his back on the lounge chair, still holding the half-naked Ye Lun in his arms.

Sunlight poured in through the huge glass windows, falling on the young man, creating a circle of divine light.

The other party climbed up at some point, and sat across Qingfeng's legs facing each other, hooked his neck with one hand, and pulled the hem of the jersey uneasily with the other, trying to cover his round buttocks.

He complained dissatisfiedly: "The pants are still here."

Qingfeng blinked his eyes, his face was unclear, so he asked, "What?"

This is the bad thing about dreaming. There is no preface and no foreshadowing, and the direction of things is always very inexplicable.He has no idea about pants or anything.

"I was in the waiting room just now. I saw it, and you took it away." Young Master Ye said confidently, "Anyway, you have to take responsibility for yourself. Either return my pants to me, or take off yours and give them to me." wear."

At first glance, it seems quite reasonable?

Qingfeng was almost tempted, but instinctively reminded him: "I have a spare in the cabinet, I'll get it for you."

As he spoke, he wanted to get up, but was held down by the big baby on his body.

The beautiful boy narrowed his eyes and didn't believe it: "I want to run, there's no way. You don't let me take it off myself."

What was going on with this dream? No one else thought about it, so he knew how to take off his clothes at once.It can be seen that on weekdays, Qingfeng often uses this kind of crooked brain, and he can't control it when he dreams.

And Young Master Ye was far more active than in reality, he took off his pants, untied his trousers, and pulled Qingfeng's waistband down.Basketball uniforms, as we all know, are relatively loose in style, and can be pulled off casually.

"Hello!" Qingfeng was startled, sweating all over his brow, and stretched out his hand to stop it.

However, Ye Lun moved faster than him, grasping the key point.

I also stroked it twice.

There is no lubrication, the hand feels very dry, and the feeling is not refreshing, but the fact that the lifeblood is held by Ye Xiaotuan alone makes Qingfeng unable to hold back, and blurted out: "Fuck!"

Ye Lun originally lowered her head obediently, but when she heard this, she raised her eyes and glanced at him reproachfully: "No swearing is allowed.