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Although the exam is well-thought-out, and the results are easy to come by, but to ask whether it is tight or not, the young man feels a little nervous.

It is impossible to be completely indifferent, after all, I am not eligible for recommendation.In terms of results, it was definitely up to the standard and completely passed the recommended line.It's just that I have been punished a lot in the past few years, and I have never participated in national or international competitions, so I have no ranking.

So the moment he got the paper, he clenched his fist inexplicably.The two-day exam is completely over, and now is the time to officially announce the slack.

As soon as one relaxes, sensory functions begin to gain the upper hand. I didn't eat too much at noon. I was afraid that I would be too full and sleepy during the exam. Now my appetite has increased sharply.Beside him was the big meal that was about to be served, and there was brisk music in his ears. The young man was getting ready to feast, when suddenly, what happened just now happened.

That foot had already stepped on his instep.So the music in my ear disappeared, and my ear canal was filled with my own heartbeat like a drum.

His feet were hooked and tangled, as if he was untying his shoelaces.Scratching his Achilles from time to time, top to bottom.He looked across, the man was not too flustered, his expression was calm, but his face betrayed him.

"Hi, this is your crabmeat caviar tartare with lobster jelly and cabbage puree." The chef brought up the appetizers and placed them in front of the boy.

The teenager's hearing recovered, and he heard the sound of the dinner plate being placed on the tablecloth.It was so loud that it overwhelmed my own heartbeat.

"Hi, this is yours." The chef served the man's portion again, then returned to the dining car, and began to prepare for the next course.

The appetizer was in front of him, but the young man didn't dare to move it, he was afraid that he would reveal something, but he had to pick up the fork and gesticulate on the plate mechanically.He raised his head and looked at the opposite side again, his eyes rubbed against the candle flame, and also touched the scalding temperature.

The man sat upright, with a piece of crispy pastry inserted into his right hand, and gently put it into his mouth.He sucked it first and then pursed his lips. He seemed to like it very much, so he inserted a second piece.

That foot rubbed against the front of his calf, where the meniscus was, and the heartbeats of the two seemed to be connected, beating at the same frequency.

"Are you still nervous?" The man looked over with a blushing face, carefully chewing in his mouth, he knew everything but pretended not to know, and pretended that the foot sliding around underneath was not his, "It's... its food Very good, highly rated, try it soon.”

"Oh." Only then did the boy look at his plate, only to realize that he had been chopping pureed vegetables blindly.Suddenly, he almost dropped the knife and fork in his hand, and immediately clenched it tightly again. The fingers that had been clinging to the ballpoint pen a few hours ago were stretched to the extreme.

I felt heat on the inner side of my left thigh, and soft soles of my feet.

Sweat flowed down at this moment, and the heart seemed to fall to the position of the second child, chug, chug.

"Hello, this is French apple and beet salad, with guacamole and mustard sorbet, please take it easy." At this time, the chef served the second course.

"Thank you, thank you." The boy's heartbeat was extremely fast, he swallowed hard twice, inserted a piece of French apple and stuffed it into his mouth.Apples are apples, what else is there to do?Laughing to death, can't taste anything.

"This... this apple is quite delicious." The man said with his head down.

"Well, it's quite sweet." The boy ate quickly, and lifted his collar to disperse the sweat, "Hello, what's there...do you have anything to drink?"

"What would you like to drink? Fresh-squeezed juice, fizzy drinks, or coffee drinks?" the chef asked.

"Ice, ice is fine, the ice the better." The boy subconsciously wanted to chew ice, and his eyelids were burning.After a while, a glass of ice water came up first, and he drank it down in one gulp, gripping the knife and fork tightly again.

"Drink it slowly, you will have a stomachache in a while." The man's face had faded some redness, and he was slowly chewing the salad on the plate.He raised his face, just in time to see the boy's sweat and the rolling Adam's apple.

"En." The boy could hear his voice was hot, and his temples were wet.He also raised his face to look at the other side, the man's face was much better than before, very quiet and gentle.

But under the table, he stepped on himself with his feet.The young man restrained his urge to move, as if as long as he moved, the table would be flipped and the tablecloth would fall off.

"Hello, this is the main course for tonight." The chef rang the bell when they were almost done eating, and asked the waiter to remove the plate and serve his own masterpiece, "Wagyu with duck liver, handmade noodles with Normandy blue Lobster and sea urchin, do you need to change the matching drinks?"

"Need, change it." The man pressed the corner of his mouth with the tablecloth, then put his hand next to the main dish, and grabbed the tablecloth with his fingers from time to time, "You...are you drinking today?"

What the hell are you drinking, you're going to die.The boy propped his forehead with his hands, staring straight at the table, not daring to relax a bit.His back was already covered in sweat, no matter how much cold wind was turned on in the room, it wouldn't help.He knew that men were very flirtatious, but he didn't expect to be so flirtatious and so courageous.

It was so big that he was a high school student who just finished the exam.

It turns out that this is the world of mature people.

The world of the strong.

"Drink." He said hoarsely, his kneecaps were about to melt, and he picked up the glass of ice water next to him and drank it vigorously. Before finishing a few sips, he seemed to be choking again, and quickly swallowed and wiped his mouth.

Stepped in the middle, pressing down, lifting up, pressing down, lifting up, pressing down.

The young man took a deep breath and let the candle on the table dangle and burn.The wax flowed down, and his hormones rushed down.

Two glasses of wine were placed on the table, and the young man clamped his legs tightly, afraid that he would move, and also afraid that he would not move, and he was in a state of excitement.He looked at the chef again, why isn't this man leaving? The candlelight set meal for couples doesn't need light bulbs.

"Drink slowly. I've drank this wine before. It has a strong aftertaste and makes me dizzy." The man picked up the glass nonchalantly, his lips touched the edge of the glass, and he unbuttoned a button, revealing his slender neck , "This is... your first drink after the college entrance examination. Let me celebrate and wish you success in the exam."

The boy's brain was buzzing, and his temples were bulging. He obviously used too much force when he picked up the wine glass, and the wine almost spilled out.Just as he was about to drink, that foot stomped on him again in a circle.

"Drink it slowly, you'll get dizzy." The man's face turned red again, what kind of words did he say, and he actually played such a trick.But he couldn't help it, and wanted to be intimate.All his mature skills were never experienced by teenagers, and he wanted him to experience them once.

"I'm fucking dizzy right now." The boy didn't care about it at all, when the chef came over again and stood beside him.

After finishing a glass of wine in one gulp, the boy just wanted to ask the chef where is the nearest hotel to the restaurant.

"Are you satisfied with today's dishes?" the chef asked.

The boy's face was very red, and he sweated more easily after drinking, and he clenched his fist tightly with one hand on the table.

"Very satisfied, thank you." The man said for him, "Dessert is ready to serve now, we want to have dessert while eating the main course."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The chef said.Just when the boy thought that the chef was finally leaving, the bell started ringing again. Chef Ganqing was only in charge of the main course, and the dessert chef was another.

Two well-arranged desserts were served, one was macaron and tiramisu, and the other was cheese ice cream, both of which were small.The fire in the boy's body burned again and again, as if it was delayed by a second, the ice cream on the table would melt and turn into sticky creamy water.

Finally, the two chefs left their private room and closed the door for the guests.As they left, the man's foot was also retracted.

But the soles of my feet still felt like they were stepping on something, as if they had been crushed by a stone, and it was still a hot stone.There are also fabrics for juvenile school uniform pants.He was equally out of breath.

"Damn..." The boy lay down on the table, he couldn't remember what he had for the meal just now, "You..."

"I'm afraid you'll be nervous, but I'm nervous too." The man said with a smile, there was affection in his smile, and he was a little too triumphant.

"Why are you nervous, I...are in pain." The young man looked over sadly, and he knew the pain clearly.But he didn't dare to do anything, because there are cameras in the high-end private room.

"I don't care, you bullied me." The boy lay on his stomach unwilling to get up, his palms were covered with sweat, "Coax me, if you can't coax me well, I won't leave today."

The man looked at the camera again, and made sure that he could not see his face when he was sitting opposite, so he put on his shoes and went over.As soon as he sat down, his waist was hugged, pulled around and pulled to the side, and stuck to the boy's body.

"Am I going too far?" The man was a little distressed, whether his behavior would scare him.

"Too much, I was almost trampled to death by you." The young man said, if not for his good self-control, he would have started to worry about where to buy underwear now, "Wife, coax me."

The man's hand rubbed his forehead, like coaxing a child. "Then what do you want to eat, I'll feed you."

"I want to eat anything." The boy lay on his side on the table, and the direction in which the tablecloth fell aggressively pushed up a piece, "Don't bully me just because we're married, give me a bite of ice cream first, I'm about to explode."

ice cream?The man didn't want to give it to him, but he took a small spoon and took a mouthful. As soon as he delivered it to the young man's mouth, the young man closed his mouth tightly and shook his head.

"I really have nothing to do with you, it's getting worse and worse." The man stuck the spoon to his lips, and finally swallowed the cheese ice cream himself.Putting his fingers on the back of the boy's head, he stroked his sweaty roots as if to comfort him.But his lips stuck together, and he opened the boy's mouth with a slightly cool tongue.

The teenager pinched his chin and sucked his ice cream-covered tongue.The treatment after the college entrance examination is also very good, he can even take the exam for a few more days.

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Wolfdog: It's so cool after the exam!

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