On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

The forum of Xintai University has been the most active among the alumni associations over the years. Many graduates will give priority to sharing their company's recruitment information in it, and students with more gossip will also reveal that they get more credits. Activity.

But most of the time, there are more gossips in it, such as:

#雷防童贴! !Zhou Dada, the 17th class of the School of Economics and Management, is on eight boats, his legs are split, and he does not pay back the money he owes. He brags about himself under the bed, and he is shaking after three minutes in bed!

#Make complaints!The owner of the pancake fruit shop in the Food City spread pancakes without washing his hands after digging his feet.

The hottest posts these days should be about Song Nanqi and Ye Jiaqing.

Because at the beginning of school, Ye Jiaqing's Yan directly gave the forum to the Tuban, and the homepage was almost full of posts about the appearance of elementary school students, so the moderator asked everyone to gather the content of the same topic into one post, and added Refined.

Currently [Son of God - Ye Jiaqing] this post has reached more than 2 floors.

[Explain, who is Song Nanqi?Is he playing tricks on my wife? ]

[It must be, this kind of man is generally coquettish, I think every time he looks at Xiaoye, he looks like he wants to strip Xiaoye naked. ]

[My wife is so innocent, he must not know that his good friend is fucking hard on him! ]

[Do you think that this Song Nanqi is fishing for our wife? ]

[I often hear about fishing beauties, but it's the first time I've seen fishing men who are boring. ]

[There are tens of thousands of fishing systems, and there is one next to my wife, I am going to save my wife! ]

[Actually, Song Nanqi is quite handsome. ]

[Fork out the traitor upstairs! ]

[Blind Eye Hospital: Here I come. ]

[Thanks for your hard work. ]

[Thanks for your hard work. ]

Ye Jiaqing's purpose is impure, and only Ye Jiaqing knows it.

Song Nanqi's purpose is impure, only Song Nanqi himself does not know.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqing was coming out of the bathroom. The hair on his forehead was a little wet, and his eyelashes were also wet. He wiped off the water droplets on his hands with the dry towel on the hook, and at the same time let out a contented sigh from his throat.

Ye Jiaqing has always been greedy for pleasure, and he is very happy now. Although Song Nanqi has not been caught yet, the process of chasing prey is also very exciting, and he likes it very much.

It's too early, Song Nanqi hasn't woken up yet.

Ye Jiaqing dared to hide in the bathroom and do his own thing when his roommates were still awake.

Song Nanqi was still sleeping while lying on his side, his eyes were naturally closed, his eyelashes were not thick but slender, his nose bridge was narrow and his lips were thin, every part of his face, whether he was asleep or awake, showed An indescribable sensuality.

Ye Jiaqing couldn't hold back, and reached out to touch Song Nanqi's mouth.

His fingertips touched Song Nanqi's lips gently.

Then a tiny electric current rushed from the fingertips to the top of the head.

Hey!

It's so cool to touch, if you really get it...

Song Nanqi opened his eyes, and the sense of tranquility suddenly disappeared without a trace. Before he had time to identify the person below, he tightly clenched Ye Jiaqing's wrist with considerable strength.

Ye Jiaqing was almost crushed by him.

He cried out in pain, "Ah, it hurts!"

When he cried out in pain, his tone seemed to be coquettish.

Hearing Ye Jiaqing's voice, Song Nanqi immediately let go of him. He sat up and looked down at Ye Jiaqing, "Sorry." He was very vigilant, not because he had a miserable childhood, but because he had a relatively light sleep. The slightest movement would wake him up.

Song Nanqi got out of bed. They have morning self-study in the medical school, and they start morning study at seven o'clock.

The first time he got out of bed, he didn't change his clothes, but walked up to Ye Jiaqing and held up his wrist. The place he pinched just now turned red in a circle. Ye Jiaqing's complexion was fair, so he squeezed his wrist The marks are more conspicuous.

"I'm sorry." Song Nanqi didn't expect Ye Jiaqing to be so fragile.

Not brittle, the word brittle is not very accurate, perhaps it is more appropriate to be easy to break.

Song Nanqi has also heard people say that some people's skin is so fragile that they can easily leave marks on bumps and bumps. He has never seen it before, but now he has seen it. People who are so easily damaged are actually his friends.

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi's slightly frowning brows, and almost couldn't hold back and said, "Maybe it's all right if you give me a lick." The pure character can't be broken, so he broke his wrist out of Song Nanqi's hand, and the clothes on his shirt The sleeve slid down to block it.

"It's okay, and it doesn't hurt too much." Ye Jiaqing said.

Song Nanqi wanted to say something else, but Du Ting hung his head from the upper bunk, exaggerated and exaggerated: "Oh, my treasure, this must not make Lao Song feel so bad!"

Ye Jiaqing felt that Du Ting was quite good at talking.

Song Nanqi was not good at joking, he pursed the corners of his lips, turned around and went to change clothes.

Ye Jiaqing also wanted to change clothes.

But Ye Jiaqing had always been "shy". He wanted to maintain a sense of mystery in front of Song Nanqi. As roommates, it was difficult to have privacy, but he and Song Nanqi couldn't be ordinary roommates.

Ye Jiaqing also told Song Nanqi that he was shy. Although Song Nanqi was cold-tempered, he was extremely considerate and considerate in dealing with people. Sometimes Ye Jiaqing forgot to perform and forgot his shy persona, and Song Nanqi would help him remember it.

For example, last night, Song Nanqi thought that he didn't have a shirt, so he went to get some clothes for Ye Jiaqing to wear before going out.

It's a pity that this kind of thoughtfulness is the thoughtfulness of treating friends, not the possessive desire for Ye Jiaqing mixed with love.

Ye Jiaqing thinks it's okay, and it can be regarded as a kind of progress.

After all, Song Nanqi was cold and indifferent to everyone except himself, and it was written on his face that strangers should not approach him.

In comparison, Ye Jiaqing felt that his relationship with Song Nanqi could go to the deepest point.

"You're just wearing this?" When going out, Ye Jiaqing didn't even have time to throw his schoolbag on his back before being dragged back by Song Nanqi.

Ye Jiaqing didn't know why, she lowered her head to look at her attire, and looked up with a blank expression, "What's wrong?"

Ye Jiaqing wasn't pretending this time, he really didn't know what was wrong with him.

A white T, some tight jeans, and canvas shoes, but he didn't like the hem of the T-shirt hanging down, so he tucked the hem into his trousers, nothing wrong with it, except that the two thin and straight legs were not covered at all. up.

Song Nanqi stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Jiaqing's clothes out without saying a word, "The ass is too raised." Song Nanqi's voice was faint, and Ye Jiaqing expressed his disappointment.

His butt wasn't too upturned, it was just right, a bit fleshy and rounded, Ye Jiaqing thought Song Nanqi was quite funny, a bumpkin had never tasted beauty, and seeing his own butt felt astringent.

Last night I showed him all naked, it was fine for him to watch it alone, but not for others.

Ye Jiaqing found that Song Nanqi was quite enthusiastic even as a friend.

Song Nanqi knew that Ye Jiaqing was popular, had good grades, and had a good personality. Anyone who had been with Ye Jiaqing would know these things.

When he was in high school, he was annoyed by people rushing forward to confess his love, but since getting to know Ye Jiaqing, his annoyance has doubled.

Ye Jiaqing is a bit lazy and doesn't often wander around the campus, so as roommates, Song Nanqi and Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao became carrier pigeons to deliver messages. The love letters and snacks that Song Nanqi received for the first time after entering college were all entrusted to him. For Ye Jiaqing.

"for my wife"

There were a few bright golden characters written on the pink letter paper. The one who sent the love letter and snacks was a girl. She also said to Song Nanqi, "I like white, soft and beautiful boys the most!"

After she said that, Song Nanqi began to pay attention to this new friend from his university.

It is indeed very white, there is no part of the whole body that is not white, like cream, you can feel how it feels when you just look at it.

The eyes are beautiful, the eyelashes are thick and slender, and when watching people smile, there seems to be a broken light in the eyes.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, the tip of the nose is round and delicate, the lower mouth is always light pink, and the two rows of teeth are neat and white.

The whole person gave Song Nanqi a temperless, pure and clean perception.

Now Song Nanqi knows a little more about the other party: fragile and easy to get hurt.

Song Nanqi used to be alone in high school, but now he has Ye Jiaqing, the only person who can be called a friend. Song Nanqi never thought that the first friend who went in and out with him would be such a beautiful A boy who is as fragile as a glass doll.

During the morning reading, Song Nanqi was in a daze for a rare moment.

"Hey, Song Nanqi..."

Ye Jiaqing's voice is very recognizable, ethereal and clear, with a comfortable slightly hoarse voice.

Song Nanqi looked sideways at Ye Jiaqing who was sitting next to him, waiting for him to continue.

"Ilium, is it here?" Ye Jiaqing lifted up his T-shirt, the waist of his jeans was just right, and it was stuck on the protruding bone, so he had to pull down the waistband a little to reveal the bone to Song Nanqi .

There was an anatomy book on Ye Jiaqing's desk—a basic professional book that every clinical medical student had to memorize by heart. In their freshman year, they all learned relatively basic things, and now they just learned the chapter on human bones.

Song Nanqi's gaze moved from the human body diagram in the book to where Ye Jiaqing was holding his finger.

That waist is dazzlingly white.

Song Nanqi gave a faint "hmm".

"The ilium is very obvious, you can touch it with your hand," Song Nanqi flipped through the book in front of him, without changing his face and tone, "not to mention that you are so thin, you can see it with the naked eye."

Ye Jiaqing: "..."

"Really?" Ye Jiaqing put down the hem of his clothes, turned to lie on the table, and tilted his head to look at Song Nanqi. The man's jawline was connected to the neckline, smooth and neat. Ye Jiaqing's tongue could not help licking along the surface of the upper teeth. again.

When can I kiss Song Nanqi?

Song Nanqi is really difficult to deal with.

But why does the more difficult Song Nanqi is, the more interesting he finds it?

The author has something to say:

Lao Song: Strange, it seems that someone is laying bait