The school grass must suck me every day to survive [Transmigration Book]

Even through the school uniform and pants, Lu Lijiang could clearly feel Qingyan's abnormality.

——The effect of the medicine came up, and all reason and consciousness disappeared, leaving only the body's instinctive reactions and desires.

Lu Lijiang's hand was restrained by Qingyan, and he couldn't take it away, but he didn't dare to move, trying to comfort him with nice words: "Yanyan, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Not heavy, three soft beeps.

More like a temptation than a reminder.

The breath around Lu Lijiang suddenly cooled down, and even the ambiguity and charm in the room disappeared in an instant.

He didn't need to use his brain, seeing the state of the person in his arms, he could guess who was outside the door.

Lu Lijiang was preparing to arrange Qingyan and confront the culprit outside the door face to face.

However, Qingyan seemed to sense his distance, and immediately rushed over again. This was more than that, perhaps the medicine was more effective, and he even started to take off his clothes.

Yinghua's school uniform is British style, boys wear a suit jacket with one button.

Qingyan didn't understand, and directly tore it off, and then went to pull the shirt around his waist.

After all, he is a sick person, and his actions are random and rough, but he has no rules.

The shirt was not unbuttoned, but it was lifted and stacked by him from time to time, and the boy's waist was also exposed from time to time, which made Lu Lijiang feel the shock both visually and spiritually.

——The edge of the black suit trousers falls on Qingyan's waist. It is obviously a restrained and abstinent image, but because the white shirt is rolled up, it reveals a thin waist that is looming, giving people a hazy feeling of looking at flowers in the mist. excitement.

What's more, the end of Qingyan's eyes is red now, and the warm and blurred eyes are full of desire that cannot be concealed.

Xu was uncomfortable, and occasionally a soft and broken voice escaped from his throat.

Faced with Qingyan like this, Lu Lijiang felt that he couldn't be a human being anymore.

The blood surged up, the heartbeat accelerated, and some unknown emotion swelled up in the chest bit by bit.

It made him explode.

Not in the mood to confront people outside, Lu Lijiang is now thinking that his little roommate must not let the trash outside see him like this!

Thinking of this, he immediately locked the door of the room, picked up Qingyan and walked to the bedroom.

The person in his arms was not honest, even though he was holding him, he was still trying to take off his clothes, but he couldn't take them off, and finally got angry with the clothes.

"Trash school uniform." He scolded.

After scolding, he yelled hotly, and finally returned to the original position——putting his arms around his neck, clinging to him tightly.

The hot breath rose and fell around his neck, raising the temperature of his whole body.

All the willpower of Lu Lijiang's life was spent on this meeting.

"Yanyan, be good." He resisted and comforted the boy in his arms.

But in just one sentence, it seemed to pop out word by word, with the taste of gnashing one's teeth, as if some bottom line was about to be broken.

The current Qingyan is a person with no consciousness but instinct, how could he listen to Lu Lijiang?

Lu Lijiang managed to help him onto the bed, and was thinking of a way to help Qingyan alleviate the effects of the medicine, but Qingyan sensed that he was about to leave, so he grabbed him and pulled him hard.

Lu Lijiang was setting up Qingyan, looking around the room to find something to solve the predicament. He never expected that Qingyan, who had been drugged, would suddenly attack.

The center of gravity was unstable, Lu Lijiang fell directly on Qing Yan's body.

The chests of the two were pressed tightly together, and Lu Lijiang's lips were also pressed against Qingyan's soft face.

Being too close, he also felt the impulse somewhere between himself and Qingyan.

"Hmm." Qing Yan let out a contented sigh.

The lingering seduction made Lu Lijiang's heart and soul unstable.

He curled up his hands on the quilt, and in the gap between rationality and impulsive hesitation, Qingyan raised his head slightly, found his lips with incomparable precision, and kissed him again.

Soft and warm, actively seductive.

Lu Lijiang's mind went blank, and the tight string called reason broke.

He raised his hand, grabbed Qingyan's fidgeting hand with one hand, clasped his fingers tightly, pressed on the bed above his head, closed his eyes, and responded to Qingyan's kiss.

——Open your mouth to let him in, kiss back to trace his shape, and take the opportunity to attack the city.

Lu Lijiang's relationship is a blank slate, and kissing is even more of a novice.

Sometimes he is young and reckless, sometimes restrained and gentle.

Outside the door, the man knocked again, but there was no response, and he seemed to be trying to open the door by himself.

Unable to open, the man called again.

From time to time, the sound of twisting the door lock, and the voice of the conversation in a low voice came in through the door of the room.

In the room, the two teenagers leaned against each other, only the sound of kissing.

It's not that Lu Lijiang didn't hear the voice outside the door, but at this moment, he can only feel the present moment.

——Qingyan's trust, Qingyan's dependence, everything about Qingyan.

He is willing to respond to this trust and dependence, tell his little roommate that he is trustworthy and dependent, and then move other things back and slow down.

Time slipped by second by second, the people outside the door cursed and left, and the whole room fell silent.

Lu Lijiang didn't know how long it had been, but he only knew that he was kissing her until his breath became short of breath, so he reluctantly let go.

Lu Lijiang felt that the medicine in Qingyan was contagious, otherwise why would his whole body be hot.

When Qingyan twisted his body again and rubbed against him somewhere, Lu Lijiang leaned down a little, leaned close to Qingyan's ear, breathlessly said: "Yanyan, I can't want you, or you will blame me when you wake up of.

But I can help you, okay? "

Qingyan probably didn't understand what he said, but he groaned slightly because of the discomfort, and twisted his body again.

In the end, Lu Lijiang restrained himself and kissed Qingyan's lips lightly, and then left, saying decisively: "I will take it as your promise."

As the sun set, it shone in through the white tulle curtains by the floor-to-ceiling windows of Qing's Hotel, dyeing the whole room into an ambiguous and warm orange.

The house is clean and tidy, in Qingyan's usual style, only the exercise booklet and test papers are spread out on the table, and when the wind blows, a page is turned.

Lu Lijiang let go of Qingyan's hand, slowly descended, and finally stopped at Qingyan's waist.

He looked at the person on the bed

The young man closed his eyes lightly, the tips of his ears and the end of his eyes were flushed, and the lips kissed by him were crystal clear and moist, not at all indifferent in the past, on the contrary they looked soft and attractive.

Lu Lijiang didn't dare to watch it anymore, he just wanted to let his little roommate get out of this pain quickly.

"Yanyan, I'm inexperienced, so you can just order." He pursed his lips, trying to tell Qingyan, who was unconscious at all.

The setting sun outside the window is getting brighter and brighter, as if to exaggerate someone's youth.

The boy on the bed had even redder eyes, as if he wanted to express his endless love.

Time passed by every minute and every second, in this ordinary and extraordinary evening.

……

After Lu Lijiang helped Qingyan deal with it, he was about to wash his hands.

He just stood still, but the person on the bed quit again.

"I need to take a bath." Qing Yan didn't even open his eyes, he just grabbed the hem of his school uniform and muttered.

For a moment, Lu Lijiang felt that his little roommate hadn't been drugged, but drank fake wine!

Thinking that the first thing Qingyan does when he returns to the dormitory every day is to take a shower, he guesses that this person has a cleanliness habit in eight or nine out of ten, but he doesn't use wet tissues...

never mind!

Lu Lijiang endured his own discomfort, and resignedly comforted him: "Yanyan, be good, I can't wash now, wait until I wake up."

"It can be washed." The person on the bed retorted.

As if to prove that what he said was correct, Qingyan got up in the next second, without shoes, and stepped on the ground barefoot to go to the bathroom.

Lu Lijiang was terrified to see him so dizzy that he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.

Hurry up and put an arm around his waist, help him walk to the bathroom, and said helplessly: "Okay, ancestor, I can wash."

The bathroom conditions of Qing's Hotel are also worthy of its price, with a bathtub and a shower.

What Lu Lijiang thought was that he put the water in for Qingyan to take a bath, and when he was almost healed, he would help Qingyan wipe his body and finish the job.

Although it's a little intimate to do this, but just now...he helped with the more intimate help, and he would also like to help again.

Anyway

Lu Lijiang glanced at his delirious little roommate, guessing that when he wakes up, he probably won't remember what happened now.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is very bone-chilling.

Because Qingyan started to "become a demon" again, people don't want to take a bath, so he took advantage of the interval between Lu Lijiang and the water, he ran under the shower head, turned on the faucet and washed himself.

The clothes were not taken off, and the hot water was not turned on.

The cold water poured down Qingyan's soft black hair one step at a time, Lu Lijiang was startled again.

Ignoring the bathtub, Lu Lijiang quickly got up and ran to Qingyan, and turned off the cold water button: "Ancestor, this is cold water, you'll catch a cold!"

"Dirty!" Qing Yan frowned, complaining dissatisfied.

Lu Lijiang was slightly stunned, and followed Qing Yan's gaze, he understood.

——People dislike the dirty bathtub and have to take a shower.

It's been almost 18 years. Lu Lijiang has lived for almost 18 years. It's the first time to serve someone like this, and it's also the first time to be ordered by someone like this.

But the strange thing is that he didn't find it annoying, and he was quite happy with it.

And seeing the willful and difficult Qing Yan made his heart soften to a mess.

He can guarantee that he is the only one who has seen such a Qingyan, and no one will believe that the aloof new student god, after taking off the heavy shell, is so cute and painful inside.

Thinking of this, Lu Lijiang willingly adjusted the water temperature.

When he was about to help someone undress, Qing Yan seemed to have relieved the effect of the medicine, and took off his school uniform jacket and trousers, and even the buttons of his shirt were almost unbuttoned.

The straight legs, lean waist, and delicate collarbone all came into Lu Lijiang's eyes.

The young and beautiful body was displayed in front of him, which once again stimulated Lu Lijiang who had already been stimulated enough today.

"Call me after washing!"

Lu Lijiang turned around in an instant, suppressed his pounding heart, retreated outside the bathroom, and gently closed the door.

The stimulation was too great, Lu Lijiang leaned against the wall to relax for a while.

In the bathroom, the sound of water came.

In his mind, however, he was full of the scene he just glimpsed inadvertently just now.

Lu Lijiang pinched his eyebrows.

He was worried about what to do if Qingyan remembered all this when he woke up, and he was also thinking about how to let the garbage that killed Qingyan die to relieve his hatred.

The phone in my pocket vibrated again.

When he was kissing Qingyan, the phone vibrated endlessly, but who would care about that then.

He needed to meditate now, and finally had time to take a look.

It was Gu Chen who was suddenly released by him.

Lu Lijiang connected.

"Let me go?" Gu Chen cut to the chase.

Gu Chen was not an outsider in Lu Lijiang's heart, and he had confessed to the two boys that he cared about Qingyan face to face, so Lu Lijiang didn't hide it from Gu Chen.

He turned cold and said, "Someone wants to harm Yanyan."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Gu Chen's voice was quite serious: "What do you want me to do?"

Just after he helped Qingyan, Qingyan's body temperature gradually returned to normal, seeing that he could take off his clothes and take a bath by himself now, Lu Lijiang guessed that the medicine given to Qingyan by that person probably only had this function.

The purpose was to destroy Qingyan's innocence, but he destroyed the plan first.

Thinking about this, he cautiously replied: "It should not be used."

"What are you doing now?" Gu Chen asked as if worried.

Lu Lijiang turned his head and glanced at the bathroom where his eyes were hidden, his voice was a little weak, but he still answered truthfully: "Take a bath with him."

"Beep beep..."

It was the busy tone for Gu Chen to hang up the phone.

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