Bamboo Horse Invasion Guide

In the first week of the third year of high school, Shen Changtang was assigned to speak under the national flag. During the morning reading, the head teacher gave him the manuscript. Shen Changtang took 10 minutes to familiarize himself with the manuscript and borrowed a red scarf urgently to tie it on.

"The dead are like gentlemen, day and night. Time is like flowing water, gone forever. In the blink of an eye, we ushered in a new batch of high school students, and at the same time started a new battle for the college entrance examination..."

His voice was very clear and pleasant. He was wearing a school uniform that had been washed a little white, and his back was straight. He calmly turned to the next page of the manuscript and successfully completed his speech.

The sense of urgency in the third year of high school was very scary, and even Fu Shi began to study day and night.A few people played for half the summer vacation, and obediently followed the tutoring for the next two weeks. From the end of the summer vacation to the beginning of school, the only difference was that they moved to the dormitory.

Fu Sinan used some privileges to arrange a four-person bed for them, but the floor was very high. On the sixth floor, they had to go up and down every day. Just going up the stairs made their thighs sore, let alone Childishly chasing up.

"Hurry up, is there any water?" Fu Shi struggled to breathe while holding on to the bedpost, and when he heard Zhuang Cheng's footsteps approaching, he subconsciously ran two steps into the dormitory.

"Aren't you two too tired to panic?" Shen Changtang handed a glass of water to Fu Shi, and asked speechlessly.

Fu Shi drank half of it and gave the rest to Zhuang Cheng.

"He said that if I win the run, I can be the attacker." Fu Shi blushed a lot, and his breathing was slow and slow.

These two people talked about this matter every day, Shen Changtang snorted and laughed: "You are the best at slapping your mouth, probably you are really on the bed, you are so flustered that you don't know what to do."

Fu Shi was a little dissatisfied: "Do you think I watched so many small movies for nothing?"

Zhuang Cheng sat beside him, and said along the Huatou: "Look less, it's not good for your health."

Fu Shi raised his chin towards him: "Call me Dad, I will send you the link of the online disk for free."

The voice of Zhou Yiyuan talking to his classmates came from outside the door, and Shen Changtang pushed Fu Shi's head down: "Speak less, don't spoil Zhou Yiyuan."

Zhuang Chengyouyou leaned on Fu Shi and said, "Zhou Yiyuan knows as much as you do."

He was just dull, not daring to act rashly.

"The clothes are back." Zhou Yiyuan carried a bucket full of wet clothes to the balcony.

The advantage of doing laundry at the wrong peak is that you can still catch up with the dinner at the wrong peak.Shen Changtang was in charge of taking down the dry clothes, while Fu Shi was in charge of folding them and distributing them to everyone's pillows one by one.

"Aren't these underwear mine?" When Fu Shi passed by Shen Changtang's bed, he hooked up the top pair of gray boxer underwear with his fingers and asked.

Shen Changtang: "Isn't this mine?"

Fu Shi pulled down his trousers, exposing the edge of his underwear, and said, "Aren't they the same, I have several pairs."

Shen's mother and Fu's mother often go out shopping together. When they come across good-quality underwear, they will buy them together for the children. As a result, their underwear overlaps very much. It was not inconvenient to live in their own house before, but now they live in a dormitory. Yes, the clothes are all dried on a balcony, it is easy to tell the difference.

"Is the size the same?" Shen Changtang opened the underwear and looked at the label, "Let me see the size of the pair on your body."

Fu Shi took off his trousers, revealing two long, smooth legs, and showed him the label on the inside of his underwear.

Shen Changtang struggled to identify the yardage. The light in the dormitory was really dim, and it was difficult to read the words on the mini-label, so Shen Changtang had to move closer.

Zhuang Cheng and Zhou Yiyuan, who had come back from cooking downstairs, pushed open the door and looked at them both in embarrassment.

Zhuang Cheng: "?"

Zhou Yiyuan: "...?"

Fu Shi: "..."

Shen Changtang: "..."

Shen Changtang originally wanted to bring a few new pairs of underwear from home to school to wear, to distinguish them from Fu Shi's underwear, but when he brought the clothes back from the laundry room this afternoon, he saw Zhou Yiyuan holding his pair of gray underwear , there is a sewing box next to it, frowning and sewing something.

"what is this?"

Zhou Yiyuan raised his head and held up his underwear to show him. It was sewn with light black thread with an awkward and strange "Shen" character.

"That way you won't wear the wrong clothes."

"Why do you still have this skill?" Shen Changtang took the underwear in surprise, looked at the crooked words, and suddenly saw a little red mark on it, he lowered his head and asked, "Are you bleeding?"

"I have to wash it before putting it on." Zhou Yiyuan hid his left hand with several small wounds behind him in embarrassment, stood up and asked, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Shen Changtang shook his head while walking towards the sink.

"Did you not wash the one you replaced yesterday? Let me rub it together for you."

Shen Changtang's hands were white, and when his very familiar black underwear was soaked in his hands, Zhou Yiyuan's scalp felt a little numb, and he reached out to stop him: "I'll wash it myself later."

Shen Changtang turned to look at him: "You are allowed to hold my panties all the time, and I am not allowed to hold yours?"

Zhou Yiyuan blushed like something, stared at Shen Changtang, and didn't utter a word for a long while.

There were a few boys in the class who didn't wait to see Fu Shi at first, but after getting along for a long time, they got along very well with Fu Shi. During the breaks between evening self-study, they came to find Fu Shi to play backgammon.

"This thing is a bit boring." Fu Shi said, still taking out a pen to write and draw with them in the notebook.

"The couple in front of me have been invited to the office again."

Fu Shi looked up at the empty seat, and asked suspiciously, "Haven't they been discovered long ago?"

"It seems to be too outrageous this time. It is quite serious to be discovered by the parents at home."

Fu Shi reacted for a while: "Out of line?"

The boy had already placed five circle chess pieces, and looked up at Fu Shi: "It's the one you thought of."

Fu Shi: "Huh?"

"The two of them thought there was no one at home, so they bought something upstairs...but they were bumped into by family members. I heard that the scene was very embarrassing."

Fu Shi: "Huh??"

Zhuang Cheng grabbed his ear: "Stop playing, class is over."

Fu Shi turned his head to avoid his confinement, and yelled unhappily: "Don't disturb me to chat. Hey, don't go, what's the scene? Tell me in detail."

Zhuang Cheng pressed him to the table, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll tell you personally later."

Shen Changtang no longer goes to evening self-study. He participated in a half-month training during the summer vacation. In order to meet the upcoming art test, he has more and more heavy training tasks.

Zhou Yiyuan often waits for his training in the cafe outside the dance hall while studying by himself. Usually, there are only Fu Shi and Zhuang Cheng for more than an hour after evening self-study in the dormitory.

Follow the crowd to the dormitory, when turning to the entrance of the dormitory building, Fu Shi pulled Zhuang Cheng and said, "I'm going to the store to eat instant noodles."

Zhuang Cheng glanced at him: "Don't go, go back to the dormitory."

"It's still so early, why go back?" Fu Shi was not happy, "I'm hungry."

"Ask Shen Changtang to bring you supper later." With that said, Zhuang Cheng dragged Fu Shi to go upstairs.There were only two dormitory people living on the sixth floor, and the noisy sound came from downstairs. As soon as he entered the dormitory door, Zhuang Cheng locked the door behind him.

Fu Shi glanced at him suspiciously: "What are you going to do?"

"Go take a shower." Zhuang Cheng walked to the bathroom, still holding Fu Shi's wrist firmly.

"There's no water at all now."

The water pressure on the sixth floor is very poor, and the water often fails to come up. There is usually no hot water during the peak bathing period, and at most it can be sprayed twice.

Zhuang Cheng dragged him into the toilet, unscrewed the nozzle and heard it sting twice, dripping a few drops of cold water, and then hid for a while, wanting to go outside.

"Take a hammer bath without water."

"Don't take a bath, do something else." Zhuang Cheng held him down and pressed him against the door.

The air in the bathroom was damp, and Fu Shi struggled to kiss back the rough Zhuang Cheng, and his teeth grinded Zhuang Cheng's lower lip unrelentingly.

"You're too impatient." Fu Shi complained.

They don't even allow people to eat instant noodles, so they are arrested to do these things.

Zhuang Cheng tore off his school uniform jacket, and the blue and white jacket was folded on the ground, half wet.

Fu Shi had nowhere to retreat but to accept his reckless kiss.

After the kiss, Fu Shi stared at Zhuang Cheng. The bathroom light was white and bright, dyeing every strand of his hair brightly. There was some inexplicable emotion in his deep eyes. The narrow school dormitory bathroom squeezed two I was really reluctant, so Fu Shi slowly rolled his Adam's apple and asked him, "Are we out of line?"

Zhuang Cheng shook his head: "Not yet."

As for what was really out of the ordinary, Fu Shi was coaxed by a supper to help Zhuang Cheng do it.Fu Shi still refused to talk to him when he went out to find Shen Changtang and the others to eat.

"Next time I'll help you too." Zhuang Cheng said.

Fu Shi turned his head and stared at him: "Restrain yourself, you're outside."

Zhuang Cheng caught a glimpse of his cute face that was so angry that the tips of his ears were red, and his mood improved a little.

"Are your hands still sore?"

Fu Shi immediately exploded: "I told you to stop talking!"