Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Song Ye did not guess wrong. Pei Hanmo is very talented in playing games. It should be said that he has a strong learning ability. Smart people can use their brains at any time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be long before they were recognized by the Pei family. can stand out among many heirs.

Calculating the time, it seems that it is not far from Pei Hanmo's return to Pei's house, that is, next year. Song Ye is not sure when exactly, he only remembers that Pei Hanmo is not taking the college entrance examination in M ​​City, so they will have a long time Time to see each other?

Getting used to Pei Hanmo being by his side, Song Ye couldn't remember what he was doing when Pei Hanmo wasn't around...

"What are you thinking about?"

Pei Hanmo stood in front of him at some point, and asked concerned: "Are you tired? Are you still playing?"

Song Ye suddenly felt less interested, "I don't want to play anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy who had been standing behind them immediately occupied Pei Hanmo's computer, staring at the newly displayed No. [-] on the screen, his face full of enthusiasm, wondering if he could break the record again after two months of hard work.

Ye Song didn't care about these things, he had already gone home with Pei Hanmo, of course it was the Song family.

As soon as he entered the door, he was surrounded by Dahei. Pei Hanmo calmly separated one person from the dog, and half of his body blocked Song Ye. Dahei could only rake the floor and howl, and couldn't touch his little master.

"Are you willing to come back? I thought you were going to stay outside all day today."

With a groan, Dahei turned around and ran towards the great master.

Song Ye glanced inside, touched his nose guiltily, and naturally wouldn't say that this was his intention.

"Brother, why are you still at home?"

"Young master and Mr. Pei came back just in time, and we can start dinner after sitting down." Aunt Zhang just brought out the last dish, "Young master, you didn't come home last night. The young master was worried, and you didn't even go to the company. Wait until you come back."

Only then did Song Ye remember that he forgot to tell his family, "I'm at your little teacher Pei's house."

If Pei Hanmo hadn't treated him like that last night...he wouldn't have forgotten it.

Thinking of this, Song Ye glanced at Pei Hanmo, and found that the other party had a low eyebrow and a pleasant appearance, with a standard top student appearance, earnestly with a bit of apology, and said to Young Master Song: "I didn't pay attention to the time, it was too late after the tutoring last night. It was too late, and I didn't let him go back."

Young Master Song nodded, "It's right not to come back. It's not safe for boys to walk at night. What's your expression, Xiao Ye? Learn more from Teacher Xiao Pei, don't be unconvinced."

If Song Ye wasn't one of the parties involved, he would really think that they were just tutoring and studying last night, and they didn't do anything inappropriate for children. I didn't expect Xueba to be able to talk nonsense without a teacher.

After lunch, the two returned to the room. Song Ye looked at Pei Hanmo with a half-smile, "I don't know what little teacher Pei taught me last night?"

Pei Hanmo didn't change his face, "Do you need me to review it for you?"

It was obviously a cold voice, but it could easily bring back the red-faced scene from last night.

Song Ye's face showed faint signs of heating up. He was really thick-skinned. He was not Pei Hanmo's opponent.

"You are still chasing me, how can you kiss casually..."

Song Ye expressed a little dissatisfaction. In fact, he didn't dislike Pei Hanmo's kiss. It could even be said that it was a novel experience. The only dissatisfaction was that Pei Hanmo's aura was too strong when he kissed him, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

"Not casually."

Pei Hanmo frowned, with a serious expression, "If you don't like it, then..."

Song Ye subconsciously wanted to refute, and then heard the other party say, "I will ask for your permission in advance."

"..."

The first reaction was that Pei Hanmo would say "I won't kiss you from now on", Song Ye felt that his IQ was insulted, and before he could think about the meaning of this sentence, Pei Hanmo had already approached him— —

"Can I kiss you now?"

Song Ye's brain exploded with a bang.

He, he actually asked that? !

With the sexy thin lips close at hand, Song Ye seemed to be bewitched, he couldn't look away, and it was rare to maintain that bit of reason, "Why..." kissed him suddenly.

Pei Hanmo explained: "It's just a rehearsal. If you agree, I will kiss you."

Song Ye's eyes widened, which made him say "agree", is he shameless?It's too embarrassing to say it voluntarily. According to this, Pei Hanmo wouldn't kiss him if he didn't say it.

Song Ye was half entangled, and suddenly thought, why did he agree?He can take the initiative!

After thinking about it, Song Ye raised his hand halfway, and was about to grab Pei Hanmo's shoulder and kiss it, but unexpectedly, a strong arm crossed his waist, and finally his white hand could only grab the corner of the other's clothes, his chin was lifted, coldly Breath rushed into his mouth.

Not that I agree to...

Pei Hanmo was not as strong as last night, this time he slowly bit Song Ye's lip and grinded it, a slight numbness spread from his lips to his brain, Song Ye's eyes were slack, and he could see the intoxication inside.

After the heat on his lips receded, Song Ye heard Pei Hanmo say brazenly:

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default."

"..."

It was rare for Song Ye, who was kissed comfortably, not to care.

The two hot-blooded teenagers stayed together for a weekend without knowing it. It was not until the night before Monday that Song Ye remembered that he still had several test papers that he hadn't written yet.

He pushed the person half on top of him, "Old Wang will ask me to write a self-criticism again tomorrow."

Pei Hanmo nibbled on his chin lightly, with annoyed expression on his face, "I'll write with you."

Song Ye yawned, propped his head with one hand, and started to lose consciousness before writing a few questions, Pei Hanmo kept writing in his hand, and freed one hand to touch the top of Song Ye's head, "Sleep if you are sleepy. "

The next morning, Song Ye woke up refreshed, saw the completed test papers neatly placed on the table, lamented the importance of having a top student, and then put the test papers into Pei Hanmo's schoolbag contentedly.

When the two arrived at the classroom, they were stopped by Zhao Jingming at the door. To be exact, only Song Ye was blocked and could not leave. Pei Hanmo glanced over, Zhao Jingming shuddered inexplicably, and silently moved out of the aisle.

But this didn't affect Zhao Jingming's excitement, "What's wrong with Brother Pei's lips!"

Song Ye looked past Zhao Jingming and saw that Pei Hanmo pulled out the chair, sat down, and took out Song Ye's study materials from his schoolbag. Song Ye couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, "It's just what you see."

"Fuck...Fuck?!"

Zhao Jingming was in shock and couldn't react, "You and Brother Pei... are you really together?!"

Song Ye: "No."

"Then he..." The corner of his mouth couldn't be gnawed by himself, right?

Before Zhao Jingming could finish asking, he heard Song Ye say again, "He's still chasing me."

Look at this beaming expression, look at this arrogant little appearance, there is actually a sour smell of love on the former handlebar.

"Wait, wait... When did you bend?"

Unknowingly, silently and imperceptibly...

Unexpectedly, Song Ye told him solemnly, "I'm not giving, I just like Pei Hanmo."

Zhao Jingming was at a loss, he already liked the same sex, why not give it to...

Wait, Brother Ye said he likes Pei Hanmo? !

Did you say that Pei Hanmo was chasing him?

After all, why are these two still not together? !

Is this the special romance of young couples?

Zhao Jingming stared blankly at Song Ye being called out, and without hesitation he left him and turned to Pei Hanmo. The cold academic god smiled the moment he raised his head, giving people a sense of astonishment as the ice melted and a hundred flowers blossomed.

But Pei Hanmo only had one person in his eyes. When Song Ye was about to pass him and return to his position, Pei Hanmo stood up and asked someone to pass in front of him. His slender figure looked down at Song Ye, and his arms stretched deep as if he was holding someone in his arms. Same, but Song Ye didn't notice it yet.

"Exam paper? Wait..."

Song Ye deftly flipped through his test papers among the pile of books on Pei Hanmo's desk, and put a hand up from behind him, "Here's another one."

"Which subject do you want?"

Song Ye couldn't hear the answer, so he just handed over all the test papers. The team leader blushed and looked up at the overlapping hands of the two from time to time. He took a while to react, and whispered: "There is also classmate Pei... ..."

Then I saw Song Ye turned sideways and raised his eyebrows at the person behind him, "Student Pei, where is your homework?"

Pei Hanmo slightly lowered his eyes with affection, "What do you think, classmate Song."

Student Song looked away as if avoiding it, coughed a few times uncomfortably, and said to the group leader, "Old Wang said that the first graders don't need to do their homework, you go and accept the others."

After the people left, Pei Hanmo held Song Ye's fingers in his palm and rubbed them, and joked, "When did Lao Wang say such a thing, why don't I know."

Song Ye glanced at him, "Didn't you see that I was helping you out?"

Pei Hanmo thought about it for a second, "Then...thank you, Student Song?"

"..."

Zhao Jingming at the side saw the intimacy between the two of them. It was as if a transparent barrier had been erected around them, a sweet atmosphere that others could not blend in with.

This means that they are not together anymore, so after the real relationship, there is still a way for a single dog like him to survive?

After the second class was over, Pei Hanmo was called to Lao Wang's office. Song Ye had a premonition that it might be because of homework, and he thought without any psychological burden. After all, he was the first in the grade. Punishment, his love for Pei Hanmo was noticed by the whole class.

Even if it was punishment... Song Ye really wanted to see how Pei Hanmo was punished.

It didn't take long for him to gloat, and he was also called to Lao Wang's office.

"I asked you to help each other and learn from each other. Is it because I asked you to help each other like this?!"

Old Wang was full of anger, but because one of the parties involved was an obedient student he wished to hold in the palm of his hand, he didn't expect to fail after being transferred to his class.

Song Ye looked at the test papers on the table with his trembling fingers, and felt that the handwriting looked familiar.

Then seeing the familiar signature on the front, he turned to look at the person beside him, "Your test paper?"

Pei Hanmo's expression was complicated: "...yours."

"?"

If he read correctly, Pei Hanmo's name was written on the test paper, right?

"Snapped!"

Old Wang put down the thermos cup heavily, and looked at Song Ye with hatred, "Other students are waiting in line to ask questions, you are good! Is the first grader used to write homework for you!"

Song Ye lowered his head, and finally saw that the handwriting on the test paper was exactly the same as his, but another name was written in the name column, which was not like the mistake Pei Hanmo would make.

"No."

Of course, the first grade is not for him to write homework.

Song Ye's hand hanging under the table was held into a warm and dry palm.

He raised his eyebrows, thinking, the first grade is for dating.