I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

The next morning.

Song Zuan was awakened by Jiang Yele, he was tightly bound in his arms, unable to move.

"You're hugging too tightly." Song Zu'an moved his arms, trying to break free.

Jiang also stared closely at the person in his arms, with streaks of blood running down his eyes.

"If you don't hold her tighter, I'm afraid that An'an will run away."

"I won't run..." Song Zu'an raised his head and gently licked Jiang Ye's Adam's apple.

Poor baby Jiangjiang, is he already so insecure?

It's a pity that if Song Zu'an really wanted to run, he couldn't be stopped by holding him like this.

You can hold your body, but you can't hold your soul.

"I said yesterday to watch the sunrise, do you still want to go?" Song Zu'an put his hand on Jiang Ye's back and asked softly.

"go."

"Then let's go now?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ye promised well with his mouth, but his hands remained motionless, still holding him tightly in his arms.

"You let go first, I won't run."

"Not loose."

"It's not a solution for you to keep holding me like this. You might as well find a rope to tie me up."

Jiang Ye had never heard of anyone making such a request in his life, so he thought it made sense.

"Okay, just tie An An by my side."

"Ah? No, can't you hear I'm joking?"

Song Zu'an hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him, but Jiang had already rolled over and got off the bed, looking for a rope.

"I'll just say it casually..." Song Zuan wanted to support himself, but found that his back was extremely sore.

That's a natural reaction to exercising too much.

"(°ー°〃) I'm joking." Song Zu'an was still speaking palely, and Jiang had already retrieved the rope.

It was a red ribbon that looked like a bow on the outside of a birthday cake box.

"An'an, which hand do you want to tie?"

"Can I not be tied?"

"Why not tied? You want to leave me?"

"No, I mean it's not necessary, and I won't leave you without being tied up."

Jiang also didn't listen to Song Zuan's sophistry, his eyes hesitated between his left and right hands, and he already had his own arrangements.

"Tie An'an's right hand and my left hand, because my right hand will be set aside to take care of An'an."

Jiang also said to himself, then grabbed Song Zuan's right wrist and circled it a few times.

Tie a nice knot.

On his wrist is a male bow tie.

Don't ask why it is a male butterfly, because Jiang is also a fierce A, and the bow tied by a fierce A can only be a male butterfly.

Song Zu'an looked at Jiang Ye's operation, which can be described as suffering.

After all, he was the one who caused Jiang to lose his sense of security, and he should bear all the consequences.

"Jiang Jiang, you are tied like this, how can we get dressed?"

"I'll help you get dressed."

Jiang also untied the rope around his wrist, carried Song Zuan to the cloakroom, tidied up his clothes and tied the red rope again.

The things to spend the night on the mountain have already been packed, and the two of them can start after having breakfast.

It was time for dinner, and Jiang Ye led Song Zuan downstairs.

Fortunately, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother are busy with work all day and hardly stay at home, so they can clasp their fingers without any scruples.

Nine Pieces of Jiu Baoyou is no stranger to this. After all, they are adults, and they should have found out after cleaning Jiang Ye's room so many times.

She looked at the red string between their wrists, and secretly smiled: young people really know how to play.

After setting up breakfast for the two of them, she exited the kitchen very consciously, not to be a light bulb on the road of love for others.