let loose

The game stipulates that there is only one chance for off-field assistance, and Chu Qingci is helpless. One minute later, Song Mian took the initiative to receive the penalty.

Song Mian was punished, and the cheers of the students were restrained a bit, and the applause was meaningful, and the mode of watching the eyes, nose, nose, and heart was started.

Zheng Qiran coughed twice, rubbed his hands happily, with a malicious expression on his face, "Well, it's just to play a game, and of course the monitor doesn't have privileges, so tell me Song, the truth or the big risk, which one do you choose? "

Song Mian squeezed between Jiang Zhou's legs and pushed her left and right knees, ignoring everyone's expressions of wanting to gossip but not daring to gossip, and casually stated: "Anyway, I don't choose big adventure."

"That is to choose the truth." Lin Pingping put his glasses down, leaned his body and put his arms on Peng Yang's shoulders, "Gou Ran, you have a big ticket! Be strong, don't be afraid of power, understand, don't let me look down on you you."

With Lin Pingping's encouragement, the gossip of other students gradually released, and the atmosphere boiled a little.

"Do I eat people?" Song Mian stopped her dangling legs and turned her eyes, "What do you mean by not being afraid of power?"

Lin Pingping was full of desire to survive: "No, no, you are very gentle and understanding."

"Hahahaha." The students couldn't help laughing.

"Gentle and gentle." Peng Yang continued.

Peng Yang's mother called earlier to say that his father had rushed home and the store had been cleaned up, and now he has almost completely recovered.

"Pfft." For some reason, the word gentle touched Jiang Zhou's smile. He didn't hold back and uttered a single syllable. After realizing that he shouldn't be laughing, he immediately returned to his cold face.

Song Mian watched him secretly, deliberately pushed his leg, raised an eyebrow at him, and mouthed: "Don't think I didn't hear."

Whether he heard it or not, Jiang Zhou's face remained normal, and after a while he glanced at him lightly, both knees exerted force at the same time, clamping Song Mian's ADHD leg tightly.

Zheng Qiran scratched his head and thought for a long time, then he realized that he took out his mobile phone and asked Baidu. After a long time, he found a relatively safe question that would neither show his cowardice nor be retaliated by Song Mian.

"Hey, here comes the problem."

Xu Chenglin swiped his phone to remind: "Pay attention to the scale."

"The scale should be okay," Zheng Qiran read on the phone: "Do you have someone you like? Who is it?"

The problem is not a problem, but I can gossip about something, but the scale is well grasped, and the point can be reached.It can be regarded as one of the most classic questions in truth telling. Whenever a bunch of people play truth telling, this sentence will come out sooner or later to gain a sense of existence.

"Huh—"

The rest of the people's eyes lit up, obviously very satisfied with this question.Especially for a very few girls, their ears are stuck to the top of their heads.

"There are people you like," Song Mian said frankly, "Whoever it is has nothing to do with you."

Everyone was surprised that Song Mian actually had someone he liked, but it was a pity that they couldn't figure out who it was, the ones were inside or outside the school.

"Can you reveal a little bit about the other party's characteristics?" asked boldly at the end of the season.

As soon as the voice finished speaking, everyone's ears pricked up again, and the only sound left in the courtyard was Chu Xiaonan and the boss's wife choosing vegetables and chatting.

"He's very good-looking." Song Mian paused, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhou, "He's a polite and gentle person, so I won't say whoever he is."

Under the warm yellow light, Song Mian's eyes were full of indescribable affection and firmness.

His eyes are long, but not thin, with thick and curled eyelashes, and they are very agile when blinking, fluttering like a black feather, and at this moment, the light in his eyes is enough to compare with the starry sky.

Jiang Zhou frowned slightly, he didn't dare to confirm how fast his heart was beating at this moment.

The game didn't end until after nine o'clock, and Jiang Zhou's group lost by one question.It's hard to say whether to release the water or not. In short, Xueshen was at the moment when the two sides were even. He didn't even think about the last question, and Guangspeed chose to commit suicide.

Finally came the most anticipated part of punishment.

The losing team does twenty squats on the back of the winning team.

Whoever recites whoever is free to combine.

Everyone was looking for a partner, walking back and forth in front of Jiang Zhou and Song Mian.The excitement belongs to others, these two are both lonely people in the end of the world, and they have become a landscape of their own.

The two spontaneously formed a pair.

Just in line with the wishes of a few gossip girls.

Jiang Zhou didn't talk much, he said that punishment was punishment, and he made a half-squat position early, with his head slightly tilted back.

Song Mian simply lay down on him, and said with a smile, "Did you let the water go?"

"No."

Jiang Zhou raised his hand to hook the bend of his leg, and began to squat down.

"You just let the water go." Song Mian hugged his neck tightly, pressing her face against his soft hair, "How easy it is for you to find the value of trigonometric functions, I can see how many times you have done this kind of work. Don't say you don't know how to do it, you did it on purpose."

"Ah."

Jiang Zhou did it one by one with ease, without panting for breath, which was in stark contrast to the classmate next to him who was clenching his teeth and his face was flushed like a pig's liver.

"I just don't want to be carried by you."

"Why? I can recite you well, don't underestimate me." Song Mian said.

Jiang Zhou: "The posture is too girly, it's not good-looking."

Song Mian: "..." Oh, sir, do you still have the burden of being an idol?I really can't see it.

"Hold on, Zheng Qiran, don't be lazy." Xu Chenglin raised his legs and leaned on the old man's chair leisurely: "Once you stop for more than three seconds, start counting again."

"Fuck, what idiot broke the rules," Zheng Qiran panted heavily, "Tian Xin, tell me if you falsely reported your weight. If you don't have a hundred and twenty, I'll write my name backwards!"

Tian Xin was so angry that she pinched his neck, "Fart, my mother is just ninety, and you blame me for your own waste? Are you looking for a pump?"

"Lin Pingping, you are supporting some other girls, your legs are almost dragging on the ground." Xu Chenglin said.

"It's so embarrassing." Lin Pingping blushed, "Men and women are different, teacher."

"Fuck, Tan Jun, you have good physical strength," Chu Qingci patted Tan Jun's shoulder, "I'm not heavy, am I?"

"It's okay," Tan Jun smiled, "It's about ten catties heavier than my sister."

"Really, I'm one hundred and two." Chu Qing was startled.

Tan Jun: "My sister is 1.7 meters five."

Chu Qingci: "... Excuse me."

"Are you tired?" Song Mian pressed her lips to Jiang Zhou's neck.

Jiang Zhou's body froze, and he tilted his head unnaturally, "Don't move around."

"Are you tired?" Song Mian insisted.

"Not tired." Jiang Zhou sighed.

"Hey." Song Mian hugged him tighter.

……

The accommodation arrangement is a standard room for four students, while Chu Xiaonan and Xu Chenglin each live in a single room.There were two more boys in class six, Song Mian now had the privilege of class monitor and chose himself and Jiang Zhou.

Chu Xiaonan instructed: "Gather at the lobby on the first floor at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and go to bed early."

"it is good!"

Back in the room, Jiang Zhou took the lead to take a shower.

Song Mian was distractedly paying attention to the movement in the bathroom while swiping her phone.

In WeChat, the three friends with different names asked the same question, and they had a perfect understanding.

[Spring water flows eastward/Fire/Sui Sui Ping An: Fuck, who do you like? ]

Chu Qingci asked one more question:

[Fire: When? ]

Song Mian replied one by one.

[Sleep Sleep: Keep it a secret first, we'll talk about it when we catch up. ]

The other end said clearly and replied in seconds:

[Fire: Haven't caught up yet?Who, with such a big face, did you confess? ]

[Sleep Sleep: Well, confession. ]

[Fire: Alright, I wish you success first. ]

[Fire: Damn, I haven't realized it yet, you, the youngest of us, actually have someone you like. ]

[Sleep soundly: Uh-huh~]

[Fire: The secrecy work is done well, and no clues have been revealed. I don't know who to guess. ]

Song Mian raised his eyebrows, to let you know who it is, he might be scared to death, with a flick of his fingertips:

[Sleep: Alright, I'm going to take a shower, tell Zheng Qiran and the others, I'm too lazy to type. ]

[Fire: I'm too lazy! /(breathing fire)(big sword)]

Song Mian didn't blush, and silently exited the chat box, and then cut into the chat box with Xiao Qi, the chat record stayed on the other party's good-looking reply.In the afternoon, I spent too much time flirting, and only then will I have time to talk to Xiao Qi in detail.

When Jiang Zhou came out of the shower, he saw someone spread out on the sofa holding his mobile phone, and the mobile phone he threw in the bathroom vibrated wildly.

He sighed, went to the bathroom and took out his phone, turned off the mute, found a hair dryer and data cable in his school bag, charged the phone, saw that Song Mian's fingers were still pressing, and reminded: "Hurry up." Go take a shower, the toiletries are in the bag."

"Ah."

Song Mian put down the phone, glanced at the wet-haired Jiang Zhou for a while, then found out a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

The boy's hair dried very quickly, and it didn't take long for Jiang Zhou to dry it, while Song Mian was still tumbling in the bathroom.

He put the hair dryer back, picked up the charging phone and unlocked it, and there was a WeChat message from the same person on the notification bar of the phone.

[A hundred thousand reasons: My friend said that the person he likes carried him on the back today, and said that the other person smells very good! ]

[A hundred thousand reasons: Let me tell you, now they share a room, the second time after last night, my friend said he was still a little nervous. ]

[A hundred thousand reasons: My friend said that he didn't dare to steal a kiss last night, he was discouraged. Today he has thought about it for a long time and plans to put it into practice. Tonight, the plan of stealing a kiss must be successful. ]

[A hundred thousand reasons: It's only ten o'clock, Qi Zai, are you asleep?Genzhengmiaohong five good young people, really hard work, study hard. ]

My friend in this row said that Jiang Zhou pinched the center of his eyebrows, his forehead twitched, and his fingers subconsciously tightened when he grasped the phone, especially when he saw the words "big plan to steal a kiss".

What the hell is this little kid planning to do?

Just as he was thinking wildly, his phone moved again, and he saw that it was a message from his father:

[Jiang Shan: Don't forget your mother's birthday next Friday. ]

Seeing the word your mother, Jiang Zhou's heart trembled, his hands trembled, and he stabilized after a while, and the keyboard popped out with a flick of his finger.

[Jiang Zhou: Got it. ]

……

After turning off the lights, Song Mian was a little nervous.

I slept together last night, but I drank alcohol at that time. Although I was sober, my mind was always sore and swollen, and I didn't think so much, but tonight...

Although there are actually two beds tonight, the two of them should sleep separately.

"Jiangzhou."

He yelled softly, his voice low and more like a breath sound.Shouting loudly is afraid of waking up people who are asleep.

"Jiang Zhouzhou~"

The room was quiet, only the occasional sound of the wind blowing on the doors and windows outside the house spread in the air.

"Xueshen~" he yelled again.

Still no one answered, he guessed that Jiang Zhou should have fallen asleep.

"Daughter-in-law~"

In order to make a final confirmation, someone was cheeky and shameless taking advantage of others. He had already got up and sat on the edge of the bed, with his toes hooking on his slippers.

After confirming that Jiang Zhou was really asleep, he pulled on his slippers, tiptoed, and sneaked to Jiang Zhou's bedside.

At night, the surrounding environment is pitch black and there is no light.

He could vaguely tell where Jiang Zhou's face was.

The moment he bent down, Song Mian's heart almost exploded, his face turned red before he knew it, and he bent down, getting closer and closer to Jiang Zhou's face.

The closer you get, the clearer the light fragrance of Jiang Zhou's body becomes. When you get closer, you can feel the warm body temperature on the other party's body.

Song Mian closed her eyes, and pressed a soft kiss on Jiang Zhou's face.

It was a light, thin kiss, but Song Mian's ears felt hot. The moment he touched it, his lips were numb, and his heart was floating, and he didn't know where he went.

It was a real kiss, Jiang Zhou's skin is very good, very soft.Song Mian was so excited that she was afraid of waking people up, so she quickly lay back on the bed contentedly, buried her blushing face and her head in the bed, and fell asleep quickly with a heart full of love.

After a while, Jiang Zhou suddenly opened his eyes and waited until dawn in the silence of the room.

The next morning, Song Mian woke up and went to the bathroom with half-closed eyes. Just as she touched the doorknob, the door opened from the inside.

Jiang Zhou was clean and neatly dressed. He changed into a suit of clothes, but he was still dressed in black.Song Mian rubbed her eyes, and smelled the faint scent of mint from the other person's body, and the memory of the secret kiss last night quickly came back.

"Morning, morning, good."

With a guilty conscience, Song Mian seldom stutters.

Jiang Zhou glanced at him from top to bottom to wash up. "After speaking, he opened the door completely and walked out.

"Oh." Song Mian went to wash up in a daze.

They had a farm meal at the farmhouse at noon, and Chu Xiaonan led the team back in the afternoon.

This time Song Mian and Jiang Zhou both took the bus. The students were tired from playing, and it was the usual lunch break. On the bus, every student fell asleep peacefully.