Is the senior going home today?

Lin Qianxing is very smart. Before, he was not enlightened and no one took him with him, but now Yuan Ze aroused his interest, and secretly found various classic small movies to watch and study several times.

From a biological point of view, I carefully studied the relationship between nerve stimulation and orgasm. I focused on taking notes, which was more serious than preparing for the college entrance examination.

How to avoid getting hurt for the first time, where to start to find the most sensitive point of the other party, which point should be rubbed and pressed more, which point is more irritating to scratch, how to grasp the rhythm, and a few words of swearing to set off the atmosphere... .. In short, I learned a lot, and I went to the pharmacy a few blocks away to buy tools and medicines, and put them in the bedside table.

Every night Lin Qianxing wanted to practice with Yuan Ze.

But he was concerned about the injury on his shoulder, and he couldn't act too beastly, so he could only cover up, push and block, kiss the small mouth and let go in time, and his kissing skills improved rapidly.

So in Yuanze's eyes, the little landlord looks like a fierce and domineering street gangster, but in fact he is a shy little boy who can't let go.

Everything is ready, the only thing that needs to be done is Dongfeng, and the only thing that needs to be done is Yuanze's shoulder.

Master Yuan must know that his boyfriend has secretly studied and learned a full set of kung fu, and he is probably going to vomit blood in anger. Is this the little landlord going against him?I can bear him.

Also, can the people in those little movies compare to Master Yuan?See what those things are doing, boyfriend can practice teaching.

Yuanze always felt that he had more experience than Lin Qianxing, and it was obviously his first time. I don't know where this confidence comes from?

Age difference?Tempted first?Or is it because of Lin Qianxing's innocent eyes and childlike face?I can't tell, anyway, I feel that the little landlord should be hugged and pampered by me, there is not so much reason to say.

The two agree on this point.

What Lin Qianxing thought was that Young Master Yuan had delicate skin and tender flesh, he was beautiful and could act like a baby, so why would he be willing to make him tired, he should just lie down and enjoy it with peace of mind.

He seemed to have forgotten that Yuanze fought so fiercely and carried such a long distance with a broken shoulder bone.

......

It rained all day, and it stopped in the evening. Lin Qianxing opened the windows and balcony doors, and the cool and humid evening wind mixed with the smell of earth and grass blew into the house, making the hall feel very comfortable.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the floor beside the tea table. A stack of paper cards the size of a palm was scattered on the floor. The wind blows them away from time to time, but they will not blow too far away. night lily.

From Lu Qingfeng's next board game work, we have to rush forward, and strive to hand in the first draft as soon as possible.

Yuan Ze was frowning and thinking about the plot line of the board game, and Lin Qianxing was helping him reason the logic.

Picking up a piece of paper, Lin Qianxing drew a simple table on it, listing the general relationship between the characters. Lin Qianxing stared at it for a while, as if just remembering that school was about to start, and looked up at Yuan Ze, "Yuan Brother, I start school next Monday."

Yuan Ze seems to be immersed in his own game settings, still frowning and lowering his head, staring at a piece of paper in his hand, a box of colored pens is thrown beside him, and the blue one is held between his fingers.

"Brother Yuan, I'm about to start school. I'm a freshman and I have to go to school for military training early." Lin Qianxing patted his knee with the paper card in his hand.

"Oh," Yuanze suddenly came back to his senses, and Yuanze raised his eyelids, "Do you want sunscreen? I have it there."

Yuan Ze never asked which university Lin Qianxing went to, which is not reasonable at all.

In fact, Yuan Ze was afraid of long-distance love, reluctant to part with it, and deliberately let himself ignore this issue.I don't want the anxiety of separation in front of my eyes to affect the sweet love, so I simply cover it up as if I can't see it, and enjoy the moment to my heart's content.

Lin Qianxing didn't care, he knew that Yuan Ze belonged to Huada, and he also belonged to Huada, it was perfect.

It's just that every time I think about bringing up this topic, it gets diverted inexplicably every time.

It doesn't matter if they diverge, they will diverge, anyway, they can be together every day, being together is a big thing, and everything else is a trivial matter.

Maybe Yuan Ze already knew that he was admitted to Huada University, just ask anyone with number 46 to find out.

"Hey, Brother Yuan, is Huada's military training strict?" Lin Qianxing continued to ask.

"Hua University is okay. Boys are strict, but girls are not strict." Yuan Ze took a pen to tick a circle on the paper card, and put a small cross on it. "But every school is different. I don't know what other schools are like?"

"Why do I want to know about other schools?" Lin Qianxing put the card on Yuanze's lap, "I'm going to Huada."

"You Huada?" Yuan Ze's eyes lit up.

"Yes, Huada." Lin Qianxing smiled, "The university closest to my home."

"Which courtyard?"

"Design school."

"Call me senior," Yuan Ze jumped as if opening a long-awaited gift box, stretched his right hand to the back of Lin Qianxing's head, pressed that smiling face to himself, and kissed him hard, "My two A courtyard."

"Hello, senior."

"Think about how to flatter your seniors."

......

Two days later than the agreed time, Dr. Wu rushed to No. 46 with his doctoral tutor in psychology and traditional Chinese medicine.

The doctoral supervisor is too busy, and the time is always not right.

Dr. Wu took two cakes of good old Pu'er trees and a small pot of Jianshui purple pottery with a collection certificate, coerced him into giving a lecture, and then brought him here.

Before Lin Qianxing's school started, Yuan Ze said that he must guarantee this time, and he wanted to help Lin Qianxing's sleep disorder.

How can I do without sleep all day, it's not good for my body, Yuan Ze feels distressed.

Lin Qianxing had agreed with Lin Yu in advance that a good psychiatrist would come to see her soon.

Lin Yu didn't refuse, she saw that there was a lot of beauty and happiness waiting for her, she wanted to relax.

Even though he said hello in advance, when he saw Dr. Wu and his doctoral supervisor, Lin Yu still fell ill.

This was the first time Yuanze saw Lin Yu get sick.

Such a delicate and delicate girl, with a ferocious expression at this time, curled up in pain, scratched and bit crazily, gasped and screamed, her long hair was tangled up on her face, and her limbs were twisted into strange angles... Lin Qian Xing ran behind her and hugged her tightly.

Gaopeng rushed into the room to take medicine and tranquilizers, stuffed one into Lin Yu's mouth, and then tightly covered her mouth with his hands, forcing her to swallow the medicine.

Lin Yu bit Gao Peng's palm tightly, and red blood dripped out.

Gao Peng gritted his teeth and endured, the muscles on his face trembled, and his eyes were red, "Sister, Sister Yu, it's us, don't be afraid, at home, don't be afraid..."

"Gao Peng, let's go in." Lin Qianxing signaled Gao Peng to carry Lin Yu into the room with him, temporarily staying away from the stranger who irritated her.

Yuan Ze also followed them. Lin Qianxing turned to see him, his eyes dimmed, and the bright light that was lively and jumping on weekdays was hidden in a deep corner, and he said in a deep voice, "Brother Yuan, you should stay outside. Come in." There was deep exhaustion and helplessness in the voice.

Yuan Ze stopped at the entrance of the small building, watching Gaopeng open the door, three people entered the room and closed the door.

The small courtyard fell silent, and the blunt sound of tables and chairs hitting the ground and heart-piercing howls could be heard from Lin Yu's room.

A door separated, like two worlds.

Dr. Wu and the Ph.D. supervisor were not surprised, and watched what happened just now with cold eyes.Not restrained at all, I sat under the big sun umbrella by myself.

"Hey, doctoral supervisor, did you bring the travel teacup? I brought some good tea," Dr. Wu spread out on the small rattan chair, with his hands on his belly, black-rimmed glasses hanging on the tip of his nose, and his gaze slipped out of the frame, "Bubble Order tea and drink."

"Why don't you bring it yourself?" The doctoral supervisor took off the camouflage backpack on his back, opened the innermost interlayer, took out a small bright yellow cloth bag and put it on the small rattan table, "Your expensive cups and pots, what else?" No need, just put it in the cabinet to collect the ashes."

"My cups and pots are for collection," Dr. Wu rolled his eyes, "I just gave you the Jianshui purple pottery grade..."

Before the words were finished, the small bright yellow cloth bag was opened, and the doctoral supervisor brought out a small dark brown clay pot. The handle and spout of the pot were carved into realistic pine branches and leaves, and the pot button was a small pine cone, exquisite and high-end , You can tell at a glance that it is not a cheap thing.

"Hey, did you bring this as a travel mug?" Dr. Wu kept saying "tsk tsk", wishing he could grab it and stuff it back, "It's very expensive, I don't cherish it at all."

Holding the handle of the pot, the doctoral supervisor deliberately dodged, and said with a smile, "Then what should I do, my diagnosis and treatment fees are so expensive."

Yuan Ze sat next to him and did not speak, listening to the two people's lawsuit with a blank expression, not looking at any one person, but staring blankly at a certain blooming flower in the small flower table across the two people.

Dr. Wu patted Yuan Ze's arm, "What happened to your shoulder? Did you fight?"

"Ah."

"Have you taken a film yet? Let me take a look at the film." Dr. Wu used to treat Yuan Ze's injuries. As long as the bones were not completely broken, his ancestral secret recipe could be used, and he could recover in three or two days, which was better than wearing a fixation belt. thousand times.

Yuan Ze didn't get up, but leaned his elbows on the armrest of the rattan chair, his fingers drooped weakly by his mouth, and he only had the flower in his eyes.

"There is nothing to doubt," the doctoral supervisor opened the lid of the pot, squeezed some tea and threw it in, then glanced at Yuanze, and said flatly, "He has his reasons for doing that, don't imagine a reason yourself, and then use imagination Go to prove it, and finally cheat yourself."

"What?" Yuan Ze listened to the words, recovered his senses, frowned and looked at the Ph.D supervisor, "That...you..."

"You can just call me a Ph.D. supervisor. They all call me that. I almost forgot my real name."

"Ph.D. supervisor, what reason did you just say?" Yuan Ze desperately needed an answer.

He did have doubts just now, doubting himself and Lin Qianxing.

He couldn't get in that door. He doubted that he had no strength to open it, and also suspected that Lin Qianxing was unwilling to let him open it.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses is too strange and too uncomfortable.

So, for a moment, he was depressed.

"Go and get some hot water, let's make a pot of tea," the doctoral supervisor tapped on the small clay pot, "I'll tell you slowly."

Only then did Yuan Ze move, stood up, and planned to go to the kitchen to carry a pot of hot water.

"How does he get water when he hangs it on his shoulder?" Dr. Wu jumped up, "I'll get it, where is the hot water, Xiao Ze can point it out."

The three of them sipped tea leisurely.

What Dr. Wu brought was wild black tea, which has a strong aroma and a mild taste, and the hotness in the whole body has been reduced.

"PhD supervisor, did you just see what I was thinking?" Yuan Ze took a sip of tea, staring at him with bright eyes.

"I don't need to tell you what you think," the doctoral supervisor straightened his back and entered into a rigorous working state. "What I want to tell you is that a person who has no sense of security needs a lot of courage to be honest. He chooses to hide Some things are not rejected, but retained and worried, he is afraid of losing."