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You know, all girls who knocked on cp have their own eight-fold microscope.

"I've definitely touched it." Chen Miao moved her head left and right to adjust her sight, "This angle can definitely kiss the other party's neck."

Sun Yingying does not have Chen Miao's clairvoyance, she believes in scientific analysis: "Have you seen Xun Song's ears? Have you ever seen Xun Song shy?"

Chen Miao took a closer look, and found that the boy's earlobes were indeed tinged with red. She thought about it with horror: "Fuck, I should have recorded that part just now."

"However," Chen Miao's gaze shifted from Xun Song's ear to another place, "Do you think the two have similar hair ends?"

"The end of the hair?" Sun Yingying re-locked his sight, and at this time the team took a few steps forward. Xun Song, who was lying on Yu Fan's shoulder just now, had straightened up, and the zombie jumped forward while supporting Yu Fan's shoulder. It can be seen that the mood is true It's very good.

This posture also allowed Sun Yingying to see the end of his hair clearly: "I feel so good with my hair cut like this. It seems that something good must have happened recently."

After jumping for a while, the young man finally got tired, and turned into a good posture of the two brothers, holding Yu Fan's shoulders and continuing to walk. Sun Yingying saw the lightning pattern on the back of Yu Fan's head.

"You call this similarity?" Sun Yingying doubted her eyes.

"You have to pay attention to it and experience this atmosphere carefully. What does it mean that the two people have patterns on their hair at the same time?"

"The two had their hair cut at the same time?" Sun Yingying guessed, "There is a barber shop in Xun Song's family, are they experimenting with new hairstyles?"

Chen Miao looked at her helplessly: "You can think more boldly."

"You have one."

"As far as couples are concerned, it's not a real example of a couple's style showing affection." Chen Miao asserted.

Sun Yingying looked at the two thoughtfully: "I don't know if you understand, but when the cp I knocked was too real, I couldn't believe it." No way, no way, is Yu Fan so fast?

Finally it was Xun Song's turn, and the person in front of Yu Fan got off the scale, so Xun Song couldn't wait to jump in line and step on the scale in front of Yu Fan.

The doctor standing next to him glanced at the numbers on the electronic scale and said: "181,63, [-]."

Xun Song jumped off the scale and stood aside to watch Yu Fan weigh. The pointer was turning on the dial, and Xun Song watched it turn over his weight.

"187,70."

Xun Song was surprised.

The two continued to walk to the next project room.

"Are you six centimeters taller than me?"

"En." Yu Fan responded.

Xun Song gesticulated with his hands on the heads of the two in disbelief: "This point is six centimeters?"

Yu Fan took his hand and took it off his head, then pushed him to the lung capacity blowing place: "You blow it first?"

Xun Song was still in self-doubt, watching the pipe handed over by the other party casually blowing on it and then stuffing it back into him, and then watching Yu Fan blowing past his own value in a relaxed breath.

"Hey you," the female doctor next to me suddenly said, "You haven't changed your mouthpiece yet." For the sake of health and hygiene, the mouthpiece on the tube needs to be changed one by one.

Yu Fan, who had finished blowing with Xunsong, smiled at the doctor: "It's okay."

Xun Song: "..." What did he just do.

Chen Miao not far away: "I'm dead, I'm dead."

"Calm down," Sun Yingying maintained her rationality, "If you let me use the same one, I won't dislike it."

The next item was blood pressure measurement. The two took off their coats in advance and held them in their hands, and sat in front of two blood pressure monitors.

"Students should put their sleeves up a little more."

Xun Song nodded and continued to roll up his sleeves. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the person next to him who had already begun to wrap his belt, and he could vaguely see the shapely muscles on his white arms.

Thinking of the feeling of the hand that morning, Xun Song thought of a word, dressing looks thin, undressing has flesh.

Looking at myself, he is obviously very handsome, but he is only a few centimeters heavier than him.

Xunsong's desire to win and lose is generally in a strange place.

Because in his consciousness, weight and physical strength will play a decisive role in a certain aspect.

He recently opened the door to a new world, frantically making up lessons, and thought a lot, but he was extremely firm, his superior position could not be shaken.

After checking classrooms along the long corridor, the physical examination items are also over, and those who have finished can move freely.

Xun Song compared the report sheets of the two of them and felt that in addition to studying, physical exercise should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Yu Fan took the two reports and handed them to monitor Sun Yingying. He and Sun Yingying looked at each other and nodded, and pushed Xun Song forward with the other hand: "What are you going to eat?"

"Hmm," Xun Song pulled back his thoughts and began to think, "Intestine rolls?"

Seeing the two walk away, Chen Miao couldn't help sighing, "howpei!"

Sun Yingying excitedly squeezed Chen Miao's hand: "Chen Miao, I think we've got it right."

Chen Miao didn't see Sun Yingying's other meaning at all, and echoed: "Of course it is true, they are true."

"No, I want to eat meat." As soon as he went downstairs, Xun Song regretted, "Go eat barbecue." He wants to gain weight!

Yu Fan: "Can you go out now? Go on Saturday."

There is no barbecue restaurant on campus.

After eating meat, Xunsong turned around and jumped on Yu Fan's back: "Then you carry me on your back."

Yu Fan: "..." He took a steady step and continued downstairs, "Are you sure you want me to carry you to the cafeteria?"

This building is an abandoned teaching building. This time it was used for a physical examination. Usually, no one came and went. As it was approaching school, no one noticed the cross-border intimacy between the two.

Xun Song put his arms around his neck and pressed him deliberately: "You are too fat, I will help you lose weight."

Yu Fan, who couldn't figure out what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd: "Are you serious?"

There was a hint of strain in Yu Fan's tone, Xun Song withdrew his strength a little, and suddenly thought that he didn't seem to have seen Yu Fan fight.

Sometimes height and weight can't explain everything, and force value is also part of strength.

Yu Fan definitely can't beat him!

Thinking about it, he jumped off the ground again, and said, "Yu Fan, shall we have a fight?"

This series of strange actions made Yu Fan dumbfounded, he stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "What the hell are you doing?"

Not to be outdone, Xun Song pinches back: "Fuck you."

Yu Fan smiled: "You should have said it earlier."

Xun Song's heart skipped a beat when he laughed.

In the next second, Yu Fan dragged him to an empty classroom.

Xun Song looked at Yu Fan who closed the door and took a few steps back subconsciously: "You, it's not good for us to do this."

In broad daylight, lonely men and widows share a room...

"What's wrong?" Yu Fan approached with a smile.

Xun Song couldn't move because of his laughter, why is his boyfriend so handsome.

Walking in front of Xunsong, Yu Fan first pulled him to lower his head and bit his lips lightly, then whispered into his ear amidst the other party's anger: "I just wanted to bite you when I saw you blowing lung capacity."

Xun Song hooked his neck and bit back, with anger on his face, but a smile in his tone: "Pervert."

"Well, do you like perverts?" Yu Fan murmured and continued to approach and kiss.

Xun Song was leaning on the desk by the window, behind him was the dusk that was approaching evening, the boy's intertwined breath seemed to be coated with a golden layer, and the taste was sweet.

This kiss became more and more forceful, and Xun Song had to be pressed down continuously, until he was about to sit on the dusty old desk, when a hand behind him supported him in time, and the voice in the gap said: "Lift up." leg."

In a daze, Xun Song followed the opponent's strength and hung on the opponent's body. The person under him was walking, and his back leaned against the wall. The light was blocked, and the person above him was even more presumptuous.

"Damn it, if you dare to bite my neck, you will die." Dazed Zhong Xunsong pulled out his rationality and shouted.

The sharpness on the neck was put away in time, and replaced by another kind of touch.

This ordered Xun Song to make a strange sound, and he collapsed into the other party's arms, uneasily saying, "Yu Fan..."

"Well," the other party responded in a low voice, kissed the tip of his nose comfortingly, and said with a smile, "Your face looks like a peach."

"Fuck..." Xun Song cursed in a low voice, hitting his chest with his head as if venting, "I'm starving to death, I'm going to eat."

"I'm hungrier." Yu Fan said and kissed him deeper.

Xun Song was made even more red-faced by him, it was inconvenient for the two of them to touch each other in the dormitory, and now this guy took his chance.

However, he used his heavy brain to think about it in the sensual desire. As far as provocative skills are concerned, he must be the one who was made to lose his armor first on the bed.

Therefore, it is very important to be anti-customer-oriented.

A hand suddenly reached into the corner of Yu Fan's clothes, his breathing became disordered, and then he met the watery eyes in front of him.

"Put me down." Xun Song said.

Yu Fan withdrew his strength, and the person who landed on the ground pushed Yu Fan against the wall in an instant.

Under Yu Fan's gaze, Xun Song said, "It's amazing to be six centimeters tall." Then he raised his head slightly and kissed him.

Judging from the opponent's breathing, Xunsong gave his performance a very high score. According to his learning ability, the current worries will no longer exist.

This indulgence lasted until Xun Song's stomach screamed, and the two left the classroom in embarrassment.

Perhaps it was just after "exercising", Xun Song had a big appetite and ate a lot. He was confident that he could double suppress Yu Fan in terms of weight and technique.

However, there is a saying that extreme joy begets sorrow, before the evening self-study was over, Xun Song felt that something was wrong.

Yu Fan, who was always paying attention to him, was the first to find out what was wrong with him: "What's wrong?" Yu Fan reached out to touch his forehead and felt cold sweat.

Xun Song curled his lips, feeling very ashamed in his heart, and said reluctantly: "Stomach hurts, it seems that I have eaten too much."

Yu Fan got up, and the seat made a harsh friction sound, which attracted the attention of the classmates in the class. He raised his hand and signaled to Sun Yingying in the front seat: "Xun Song is not feeling well, I will take him to the infirmary."

Sun Yingying's face was full of concern: "What's wrong with Xunsong? Then you go quickly, I'll talk to the head teacher in a while."

"Do you want to tighten up brother?" Glasses turned back worriedly.

"What's wrong, Brother Song?" Li Qiang also raised his head and asked.

Xun Song wanted to struggle again: "I'll drink some hot water, and I'll be fine in a while."

Yu Fan reached out to help him up: "Let's go."

"Hiss." Xun Song took a breath and got up, "I think, it seems..."

"Stop talking." Yu Fan directly bent down to help him onto his back, and strode out of the classroom with the man on his back.

Li Qiang followed and went out: "Squad leader, talk to Lao Hu too."

Glasses: "Me too..."

Sun Yingying came over with a look: "You don't need to go to too many people, you just wait."

The situation is indeed more serious than Xun Song expected.

The doctor in the school infirmary preliminarily judged that it was appendicitis, and the two urgently called a car to the city hospital.

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