On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

The wound has scabbed over. Eighteen or nineteen years old is a young and strong age, and the body can recover quickly after damage.

Ye Jiaqing sat on the small bench, shirtless.

Song Nanqi soaked the towel in hot water, twisted it half dry, and pressed it lightly on the back of Ye Jiaqing's neck. His strength was not heavy, as if he was worried that Ye Jiaqing would be damaged if he accidentally touched it.

The light in the bathroom was of a warm color, falling on Ye Jiaqing's back, as if it had glazed the surface of his back with a layer of fine milky white paint.

Ye Jiaqing wiped hand sanitizer on his hands and concentrated on blowing bubbles.

Song Nanqi took the towel, bent down and wiped his back with all his heart.

His eyelashes are very long, casting a faint shadow under his eyes, and his usual expressionless face makes it impossible to see what he is thinking.

"Song Nanqi, look," Ye Jiaqing said suddenly, "Bubble!" He showed Song Nanqi the bubble in his palm with surprise.

Song Nanqi was suddenly yelled out, and the towel fell to the ground unsteadily.

"Song Nanqi, are you hot?" Ye Jiaqing tilted his head and looked at Song Nanqi carefully.

Although everything in the bathroom was extremely hot, it was already November, so it shouldn't be hot no matter what.

Ye Jiaqing pretended not to know why Song Nanqi was hot.

"It's okay." Song Nanqi replied calmly.

He picked up the towel from the ground, pressed it in the basin, scrubbed it carefully, changed the water, soaked it again, and wiped Ye Jiaqing's back.

When it touched his waist, Ye Jiaqing dodged suddenly, the stool slipped, and he sat down on the ground, "It hurts." He burst into tears.

Ye Jiaqing was ticklish, and when the towel touched his waist, he couldn't help but wanted to hide, but fell to the ground and pulled the wound, causing him to gasp in pain.

Song Nanqi quickly helped Ye Jiaqing up.

"Okay, I'll do the rest myself." Ye Jiaqing pushed Song Nanqi out with displeasure written all over his face.

Song Nanqi: "..."

Du Ting had heard the movement in the bathroom a long time ago. He was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone, gloating, "What's the matter, Lao Song, was he kicked out by his wife?"

Song Nanqi glanced at him, said nothing, and began to arrange the items on the table of himself and Ye Jiaqing.

Seeing this, Du Ting crawled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, chasing after Song Nanqi to talk.

"Old Song, Ye Jiaqing has such a temper, you have to press him against the wall to kiss him."

Ni Xiaoxiao couldn't take it anymore, "You want to press Ye Jiaqing against the wall to kiss?"

"..." Du Ting blushed all of a sudden, he sat upright, and stuttered, "Nonsense...nonsense."

Du Ting didn't intend to continue talking.

He was going to crawl back to the head of the bed and sleep.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw Song Nanqi below looking at him with slightly warning eyes. !

Du Ting climbed back to the head of the bed tremblingly, pulled the quilt to cover himself tremblingly, Lao Song's eyes just now were so scary.

Ye Jiaqing was unable to move, so he lingered in the bathroom for a long time before coming out.

But the medicine hadn't been applied yet. He stayed inside for too long, and it was very stuffy. His hair was wet from the mist.

Putting his hands on the door frame, Ye Jiaqing came out with a weak face. He regretted the knife he stabbed himself now, he admitted that he was just very delicate.

"Did you apply the medicine?" Song Nanqi must have set a timer, he stood on the small balcony and turned on the light with a "snap".

Some dazzling.

Ye Jiaqing subconsciously closed her eyes, "Not yet."

Song Nanqi didn't say anything, and took the medicine away from him, "Stand still, I'll help you, just say it hurts."

Song Nanqi squatted down in front of Ye Jiaqing.

He unscrewed the cap of the ointment bottle, with a serious and meticulous expression, squeezed a piece of ointment as long as the knuckle of a finger onto the pulp of his finger.

Ye Jiaqing lifted up the hem of his pajamas in time. It was still cold at night, and he had just come out of the bathroom. As soon as his skin was exposed to the air, a thin layer of goose bumps immediately appeared.

The light on the small balcony was very bright, and Song Nanqi's line of sight was on the same level as Ye Jiaqing's abdomen, and he could clearly see Ye Jiaqing's abdomen constricted by the stimulation of the ointment and the coolness in the air.

Ye Jiaqing has a very beautiful waistline, under the light, the outline of the abdominal muscles can be seen faintly.

How could Ye Jiaqing, who is so good at Sanda, be as gentle and delicate as he looks on the outside.

Ye Jiaqing lowered his head, "I will also develop a lot of abdominal muscles."

Song Nanqi didn't raise his eyes, "You won't train your abdominal muscles more and more, you are the most..." He gently pressed Ye Jiaqing's abdomen with the hand holding the ointment, and then said slowly, "Practice six yuan. "

"..."

Ye Jiaqing exhaled, why bother with Mr. Song.

Although Mr. Song followed the rules, it was still okay to serve others.

He was afraid of hurting Ye Jiaqing, so he moved lightly.

Ye Jiaqing leaned on the wall, lowered his head, and could only see the top of Song Nanqi's hair and the tip of his nose.

The opponent is squatting.

The posture of him and Song Nanqi...

It's really hard not to let your imagination run wild.

Ye Jiaqing thought that anyway, Song Nanqi liked him, and he also liked Song Nanqi, so he should be able to pretend that he didn't know anything to tease Song Nanqi.

But before he opened his mouth, Du Ting's loud voice rang out heart-piercingly.

"Old Song! Damn it! Are you giving Ye Jia a kiss? You two really don't treat me and Ni Xiaoer as outsiders!"

"..."

Ye Jiaqing took time off from physical education class, Song Nanqi went to class, and he watched movies and books in the dormitory.

Song Nanqi had special clothes for physical education class. It was still a black set with the collar pulled up to the top. When he was leaving, he saw Ye Jiaqing sitting on a chair with his knees folded and watching TV. His concentration was unbearable to disturb.

"Do you want to eat something? Let me bring it for you?" Song Nanqi said softly.

Ye Jiaqing: "You bought so much for me yesterday, I don't have anything to eat."

After a pause, Song Nanqi asked, "Sakura rice balls?"

"..."

"eat."

Song Nanqi was successful in feeding and went to class contentedly.

Ye Jiaqing is a picky eater, his favorite vegetables can be regarded as almost non-existent. If he has no choice, he can barely eat some broccoli, mushrooms and asparagus. If he has a choice, he will not eat this or that.

The past few days happened to be injured, and he didn't want to eat any more when he lost his appetite. The snacks were opened, and after eating two pieces, they all went into Du Ting's mouth.

Now every time Du Ting heard the sound of Ye Jiaqing tearing up the plastic bag, his eyes would light up immediately.

When Song Nanqi left, Ye Jiaqing had almost finished watching the movie.

Just after the movie ended, Ye Si's phone number appeared on the phone screen.

Rarely, after several months of school, his mother finally remembered that she had a son.

Ye Jiaqing answered the phone, "Hello."

"Wuwu, I have more than a dozen photos of your dad with other people, please help me see which one looks most like Xiaosan." Ye Si said mysteriously.

"..."

Ye Jiaqing was not surprised at all. While holding the phone, he hooked the tablet on the table with his hand and opened a small game.

"Didn't he come home on time every day and ask you to check his phone and even the company's accounts," Ye Jiaqing said helplessly, "Where did he get the time and money to cheat?"

Ye Si was silent for a while.

"You don't understand, people like them have a lot of tricks."

The looseness in Ye Jiaqing's eyes faded away, and he sneered, "Then why do you want to get married?"

If Ye Si wasn't his mother, he can definitely believe that the other party married his current husband for money. After all, less than a month after the divorce, he and the rich man he just met started to share life and death regardless of poverty, wealth, disease and health. will believe.

Ye Si was always suspicious, checking his father's cell phone before, his own cell phone, and his current husband's cell phone, and even the cell phones of the nannies and aunts to see if they were speaking ill of him behind his back.

Ye Si seemed to be stunned.

She has not spoken.

Ye Jiaqing lowered her eyes, "Sorry, I was impulsive."

Ye Si seemed to laugh on the other end, she didn't look like someone who was about to forty at all.

"You are right, how can you be wrong, you are all right, but I am wrong." Ye Si said bitterly, "Goodbye!"

Ye Jiaqing: "..."

Ye Si was angry, and Ye Jiaqing was also in a bad mood. Every time he finished talking with Ye Si, he would be depressed for a long time.

His mother also has an older sister, who is not as good as ordinary sisters who can share cosmetics. Ye Si and her sister have been competing for favor since they were young.

Probably because of this growing environment, Ye Si's character became more and more distorted later on. She wants everyone to like her and become the center of most attention.

This obsession even reached Ye Jiaqing's head - she wanted everyone to like Ye Jiaqing, and Ye Jiaqing had to be likable all the time.

He doesn't know what kind of university is to other people, but to Ye Jiaqing, a place without Ye Si is heaven.

Ye Jiaqing is depressed here.

Song Nanqi was accosted again in the playground.

The reason is that their basketball class physical education teacher said that they still need to form a team of two. Ye Jiaqing was not there, and Song Nanqi stood still holding the basketball alone, so someone asked him to form a team.

Just kidding, Ye Jiaqing is not around after all, opportunities are reserved for those who will miss them.

Several people worked up their courage to come forward, but were all rejected.

Finally, when the teacher started to check the practice results before get out of class ended, Li Ziyuan saw Song Nanqi at a glance. He had no partner.

"I don't need a partner." Song Nanqi was neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor arrogant.

But inexplicably, it made Li Ziyuan feel - hehe, the kid is quite crazy.

PE teacher Li Ziyuan and freshman Song Nanqi fought on the basketball court!

This is the entry passed to the next door.

What, fight!Students and teachers are fighting!And this kind of drama!The surrounding classes who were taking physical education all flocked to the playground to watch the excitement, but they squeezed in only to find out that it wasn't a fist-to-fist fight, but a teacher and students were playing basketball.

It's also very exciting.

Du Ting also ran over.

When he came, Song Nanqi just dribbled the ball and swayed Li Ziyuan, then turned around and pressed his wrist on tiptoe, and the ball went into the frame.

Li Ziyuan thrust her waist, panting, "Not bad, he's a good seedling."

After all, he is in his forties, and he usually gives lessons to the students, teaching them how to pat the ball and how to shoot the basketball. It is not physical work, and it is absolutely incomparable to a young college student like Song Nanqi.

The students around the field were waving their hands and screaming frantically.

Who doesn't like Dashuai playing basketball.

What's more, Song Nanqi hadn't revealed before that he could play basketball. He is a typical arrogant student, and he has nothing to do with sports and handsome guys. However, thinking of Song Nanqi's winning the first prize in the school's free kick competition last time, he was shocked at that time I met a lot of people, and now I know that he can play basketball, which is a little more refined than kickboxing.

It seems to be said in the forum that Song Nanqi hides it very deeply. Looking at it this way, it seems to be true.

Song Nanqi was a little more polite, and drew a tie with Li Ziyuan. After all, Li Ziyuan is a teacher.

The last ball he made was conceded to him by Li Ziyuan.

Barely counted as Li Ziyuan won.

But there are still apes on both sides of the strait crying.

Li Ziyuan is a professional, so how can he not see that Song Nanqi is giving way to himself, he walked over, patted Song Nanqi on the shoulder, and said, "It just so happens that we have a ball game with the New Taiwan University of Economics and Law next month, and you can also sign up for it Name, I'll let you pass directly."

Song Nanqi looked at Li Ziyuan, and Li Ziyuan smiled, "I'm the coach of the school basketball team."

After a few seconds, Song Nanqi said lightly, "I'll think about it."

Li Ziyuan: "..."

Disbanded, and just finished class.

Du Ting walked towards Song Nanqi, and as soon as he approached, he punched Song Nanqi on the shoulder, "I didn't see it, old Song, he can fight and play basketball."

Song Nanqi smiled obviously, but didn't speak.

"Ni Xiaoer is not with us," Du Ting said, "their free run means that the teacher hides something in any place in the school and asks them to find it within the specified time. Ni Xiaoer is now in the small room behind the library. Climbing a tree on Nanshan, he said that the teacher hid something in the tree, and after he found it, he went straight back to the dormitory."

Song Nanqi nodded, "I'll go to the Food City."

"You're hungry." For the first time, Du Ting felt that Lao Song was in perfect harmony with him, "It's just right, I'm hungry too."

"No," Song Nanqi shattered Du Ting's fantasy indifferently, "Ye Jiaqing has a bad appetite these two days, I'll go buy him something to eat."

Du Ting: "..." That's it, that's it, damn it, it's like this, it's shown again!

The Food City is quite close to the garden area where they have classes.

The restaurant that sells rice balls is a self-employed store for college students. There are quite a lot of categories, and the tastes are also made according to the tastes of Xintai people.

The cherry blossom rice balls are sweet and sour, and Song Nanqi ordered another glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

Du Ting was also optimistic. He raised his head and said to the young lady in the window: "Two beef, one yellow peach and pineapple, and one fried chicken chop and French fries." He ate a lot, and said, "I brought one for Ni Xiaoer."

Song Nanqi ignored him.

The two sat at the small table by the door and waited for the meal.

A boy came out of the small restaurant next door. Du Ting saw it first. Obviously, there were friends of this boy in the restaurant. They were sitting by the window and kept making cheering gestures.

He didn't come here to find his contact information.

That's really embarrassing, he actually doesn't plan to fall in love in college...

"Hi, classmate, can I have your WeChat?" The handsome little boy stood beside Song Nanqi.

Du Ting: "..."

I am used to it, I have long been used to it.

Song Nanqi raised his head, and the warm orange sun in the afternoon spread across his face, his outline became clearer, his brows were clearer, which gave him a severe blow to the heart.

"He has a partner." Du Ting said weakly, holding his cheek.

"Ah, really?" The boy obviously didn't believe it.

Du Ting snorted, "I can see that you are not keeping up with current events."

"..."

"Is his object you?" After the boy finished speaking, he looked at Du Ting up and down for a while, showing a slightly disgusted expression.

Du Ting: "?"

"It's not me, but it's much prettier than you." Du Ting has never been seen with this expression since he was a child. He is not as good as Song Nanqi and Ye Jiaqing, but if you say he hates you, he also hates you in high school. Is the organization of their group good?

"If you don't believe me, I'll give you his contact information, you can see for yourself?" Du Ting didn't like this kind of person.

The boy's expression obviously froze for a while, and he waved his hand, "No, no, sorry to bother you."

Seeing his leaving back, Du Ting sighed, "I'm going to make a small report with Ye Jiaqing when I go back to the dormitory later, and I said someone wanted to strike up a conversation with you."

Song Nanqi really paid attention to him.

"I don't care."

Du Ting glanced at the young lady behind the window who was spreading rice on the seaweed, and it would take a while before the meal was served. He looked around, then took out his mobile phone and lay down on the table, "Old Song, come, let me show you a nice one."

Song Nanqi hesitated for a moment, leaned over to watch with Du Ting.

Du Ting opened a group of files in the folder, and there were several videos inside.

"This is a new resource I found in China. It's not heavy-duty. It's full of atmosphere. I think it's very suitable for you and Ye Jiaqing," Du Ting said in a low voice. ?”

Song Nanqi said in a deep voice, "No."

"Fuck, you've already been fucked, and you didn't do anything else?" Du Ting couldn't believe it. Song Nanqi's muscles were clearly capable of killing Ye Jiaqing, so how could he have done nothing.

"I didn't do anything else, and I didn't speak. Last night was a matter of perspective. You misread it." Song Nanqi clarified.

"No, I'm going to Lao Song, you can't."

"I'm sending you these few videos. Here's a prelude to teach you how to pull someone to bed." Du Ting was very excited. "You can learn from it." He has no love to talk about, but watching other people Talk, he is also very happy!Feel very exciting!

Song Nanqi nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Ye Jiaqing was bored in the dormitory, so he checked the forum.

The latest post I saw was: Song Nanqi cheated on him, and the object turned out to be a black-skinned big bull, I can't understand it!

Big black bull?

Ye Jiaqing didn't believe that Song Nanqi would cheat, he was mainly curious about who the target was.

The first photo I clicked on was a photo of Song Nanqi and Du Ting sitting in front of a rice ball restaurant, looking at their phones above their heads.

The big black bull is Du Ting.

"..."

Then this gossip has no truth.

Ye Jiaqing glanced at the time of the post. It was just posted, and they estimated that it would take a while before they came back. After thinking about it, Ye Jiaqing opened the closet and pulled out a cardboard box from the depths of the pile of clothes. These were his treasures.

After meeting Song Nanqi, the usage rate is actually almost 0, Song Nanqi is very fun.

When Song Nanqi helped him hang up his clothes last night, Ye Jiaqing remembered that he still had such a box of things hidden in the closet.

Fortunately, it was well hidden.

To be on the safe side, Ye Jiaqing decided to lock the box in the cabinet where everyone puts their own sundries.

Before hiding, Ye Jiaqing felt that he still had to have a farewell ceremony, he thought he valued sex over friends.

Ye Jiaqing opened the cardboard box and took out a chain for binding his hands. It seemed to be a gift, and he didn't need this kind of thing himself.

A golden, very thin golden chain, with two bracelets slightly thicker than the chain hanging from the end, one is worn on the wrist, and the other is locked on the bed guard at the head of the bed. There is a special key. Ye Jiaqing caught the chain Pull it, it looks fine, but don't try to tear it off by brute force.

Yes, you can try it with Song Nanqi in the future.

He lowered his head, intending to dig out some other things to look at, the door was pushed open, the door key of their dormitory can be opened, and they can also be swiped in. The people outside obviously swiped their cards, and Ye Jiaqing barely had time to react. came in.

When he came in, Ye Jiaqing was holding the fake thing he used more frequently and liked more in his hand.

It's Song Nanqi.

Their eyes met, and Ye Jiaqing's heart stopped beating.

Song Nanqi reacted faster than him. He pushed Du Ting out who was about to enter the door with his backhand, closed the door, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Put it away."