squeamish bag he was reborn

"no.

Song Yuan's voice was low, and he buried his head and wrapped the quilt around his body again, thinking it was very concealed.

"Yes."

Shen Qiyou grabbed a corner of the quilt, looked at the person and said with a little seriousness.

"Does your butt still hurt?"

"A little."

Song Yuan answered very quickly, confirming Shen Qiyou's guess just now, and after realizing what he said, his face suddenly turned red, and he hesitated as if he wanted to explain but didn't know what to say. No matter what, he had no choice but to bury himself in the opponent's arms again.

It's not more embarrassing or more shy.

"Okay, fell on the ass."

Song Yuan said dully, because of his posture, he accidentally touched the wound and frowned in pain, and swallowed back into his stomach with an almost unbearable cry of pain.

"But don't worry, I took protective measures when I fell, but it hurt at the time, but it's fine now."

He was afraid that this person would be worried and he also knew his physique. Although this kind of injury is painful, as long as he pays attention to it and sleeps, he will be fine.

"Is it really okay?"

Shen Qiyou had an obvious look of disbelief, and he still held on to the quilt with his hand.

"real."

Song Yuan got up from his arms, emphasizing the general guarantee word by word: "I won't lie to you, it really doesn't hurt much."

"I lied to you as a puppy."

Shen Qiyou slightly raised the corners of his lips when he heard the words.

"Ah."

He didn't say anything, stood up and wanted to pack Song Yuan's things, but before he could take a step forward, someone grabbed his hand, and then the other party's anxious voice came: "Shen Qiyou, where are you?" What's wrong?!"

"where?"

For a moment, he didn't know what Song Yuan was talking about, and the next second, the person who was still wrapped in the quilt stood up halfway, and touched the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, "Here."

"It's all swollen."

Immediately, Shen Qiyou was startled and then turned his face away: "It's nothing."

"you're lying."

"As I said just now, liars are puppies."

How could Song Yuan believe it? It was obvious that someone had beaten him. He was so anxious: "Did someone bully you again?"

"No…"

The person who subconsciously wanted to deny it suddenly stopped and paused before saying, "Well, I was bullied."

"However, I bullied back."

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Shen Qiyou to say such words, he thought this person looked like he didn't care or care.

"That's how it should be."

Song Yuan was still very angry and distressed: "Who is it? Does it still hurt?"

"Is it still bleeding..."

Shen Qiyou lowered his eyes when he heard the words, inexplicably pitiful.

"High release."

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Well, it bleeds a little."

Song Yuan felt even more distressed immediately, he was going to annoy this person to death when he heard that name, why did he hate him even more than Lin Cha.

"Why is he like this again!"

"I'm going to tell the teacher!"

The young man looked annoyed, but his hand movements were very gentle, touching the skin around the wound again and again, as if doing so would reduce the pain.

Hearing his words, Shen Qiyou was stunned for a rare moment, as if it was the first time someone used this method to solve a problem.

tell the teacher.

This is indeed what Song Yuan would think of.

"So did you hit him?"

Song Yuan asked again.

Hearing this sentence, Shen Qiyou was instinctively nervous for a while before he said: "It's hit."

"Kicked him."

"But he did it first."

Shen Qiyou's voice was as calm as ever, but Song Yuan felt that the person at this time was very much like a kindergarten teacher explaining that he was not a good kid who deliberately bullied his classmates.

"Ah."

"I knew it."

"My little brother Shen won't take the initiative to do anything."

"But I squeezed his wrist first."

Shen Qiyou added something as if he remembered something.

"Then he must have provoked you first." Song Yuan thought for a while and said, "Did he speak ill of me?"

In fact, he knew the answer to this question without Shen Qiyou answering. Gao Fang didn't dare to offend Shen Qiyou, but he still dared to say that he was not clean.

The injury at the corner of Shen Qiyou's mouth was due to him.

Song Yuan was distressed and felt guilty.

"Shen Qiyou, from now on—"

"There is no future."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Shen Qiyou said word by word: "I won't let him talk anymore."

"Neither will anyone else."

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, then threw himself into the person's arms again, his voice became a little nasal: "Why do you..."

He didn't say any more, he already knew how good this person was, and what he wanted to say now was another sentence.

"like you."

And then repeated many times.

The person being held by him hugged him tightly.

The atmosphere should have become warmer, if Shen Qiyou hadn't accidentally bumped into that soft flesh and Song Yuan hissed in pain.

After a while of silence, Shen Qiyou frowned looking at the person and called his name.

"Song Yuan."

Then there were three more words.

"It's a puppy."

The author has something to say:

I would like to say sorry to everyone, because of my personal reasons, I always cut off orz, and today is still so short

But I will grow up tomorrow!

That, the old rules, red envelopes are given out for comments in this chapter, until the next chapter is published