On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

It was impossible to say that Song Nanqi was satisfied with his answer, but it was also impossible to say that he was not satisfied.

For a person like Song Nanqi, if he can take it to heart, it means he has won.

But Ye Jiaqing felt that whether he took him to heart or not, actually...it didn't matter that much, his purpose was not to be Song Nanqi's sweetheart, at least not for now.

Song Nanqi went to the bathroom to take a shower. He smelled the smell in the bathroom and knew that Ye Jiaqing must have stayed in the bathroom for a long time just now. The strawberry-flavored shower gel was very strong in the still warm air.

Ye Jiaqing likes sweet taste, and also likes some things that girls like.

The hot water sprayed from the shower head poured down from the top of Song Nanqi's head, and Song Nanqi suddenly smelled an incompatible smell in the rich strawberry smell.

Slightly astringent, slightly fishy.

Song Nanqi quickly came to the conclusion that Ye Jiaqing should have solved it by himself when he took a bath before.

Although some time has passed, the taste has faded, but Song Nanqi still captured the unsociable taste mixed in the strawberry smell.

Song Nanqi used the shower to wash every corner of the bathroom.

Subconsciously, he didn't want others to smell Ye Jiaqing.

After all, Ye Jiaqing was his friend.

Ye Jiaqing outside the bathroom was checking Weibo, using a trumpet.Ye Jiaqing never told anyone about his Weibo account, even though his account had nearly [-] times as many fans as his account.

The number of fans of the trumpet is currently over 100 million. It is called the trumpet, also known as the Fangfei self account.

Last update was 2 minutes ago.

A set of nine-square-grid pictures, each of which shows no face, is the corner of a white shirt, a fingernail with a light pink glow, a straight and slender calf, and the movement of fingers gently lifting the hem of the clothes.

The accompanying text is: I have not completed my goal today~

Ye Jiaqing once posted a microblog more than a month ago, the subject of the microblog was: I have a crush on a person, and I want to sleep with him.

At that time, netizens also bet on how long Ye Jiaqing can take the target, Ye Jiaqing replied very frankly: The target person is not very cooperative, it is a bit difficult.

The following netizens are all kissing and hugging.

Ye Jiaqing is a life blogger in the trumpet, anyway, the tag is life.

He wrote an article "72 Proverbs About Pursuing the Person He Likes", which went viral on the Internet at that time, and everyone who clicked on the article found that each group of photos of this blogger called Jiayao Delicious Food was very beautiful. After gaining a sense of atmosphere, they paid attention, and Ye Jiaqing gained more than 50 fans in a week.

[I really want to touch my wife's legs. ]

[Be bold, lift up all your clothes and show them to your sisters! ]

[Since I followed Wuwu, the official account has pushed me articles all day long saying "this thing is a treasure, and men say it's good after eating it", but I'm a woman, is this normal? ]

[Hashashashashasha! ]

[hard not to love]

[wife stickers]

[If you catch up, are there any benefits? Are there any benefits? Are there any benefits? ]

Ye Jiaqing only replied if there are benefits: Yes, but I won't tell you.

Netizens' brain power is invincible. Ye Jiaqing just replied with these few words, and they all made up the tone and expression of Ye Jiaqing playfully blinking and saying: "No ~ tell you".

Below is another row of replies to post.

After blocking a bunch of unfriendly private messages and comments, and looking at those who praised him, Ye Jiaqing turned off the phone contentedly.

The bathroom door opened, and a gust of hot air gushed out.

Ye Jiaqing turned her head unconsciously after hearing the sound, and saw Song Nanqi coming out wearing only a pair of shorts.

"Sorry, I forgot to take my shirt." Song Nanqi calmly took a T-shirt from the hanger and put it on top of his head. The cotton material was quickly torn off to block his beautifully shaped and smooth six-pack abs.

He is not a sports student, but his academic performance is also very good, and he has abdominal muscles, which is very rare.

Ye Jiaqing felt very sorry for not going up to touch it.

He sighed.

Song Nanqi heard it, and stopped wiping his hair, "What's wrong?"

Ye Jiaqing replied with emotion: "I really envy you, I don't even have abs."

Song Nanqi held the towel in his hand and seemed to be thinking about how to answer this question.

He likes to run, and his previous high school was not a dormitory system. Every night after school, he would run for about an hour to release his academic pressure.In addition, his taste is also very light, and he doesn't like snacks and drinks.

Thinking of Ye Jiaqing's constant snacks and milk tea, he frowned.

Just about to speak, Ye Jiaqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

He asked Song Nanqi with hope in his eyes, "Song Nanqi, can I touch it?"

Song Nanqi saw the opened bag of potato chips on Ye Jiaqing's table after he asked.

"Go wash your hands," he said.

This is what consent means.

Ye Jiaqing didn't mind Song Nanqi's incomprehension at this moment. He ran to the bathroom and washed his already clean hands with running water. Look, and ask, "Can I touch you now?"

"..."

"Ah."

The boy's fingers were very cold, and his muscles contracted uncontrollably when he pasted them.

Afterwards, Song Nanqi saw Ye Jiaqing looking up at him in surprise and joy, "It can still move!"

Such Ye Jiaqing is a little cute, Song Nanqi couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Ye Jiaqing felt that he was about to explode.

He knew that Song Nanqi had a good figure, but he didn't expect to be so good.There is not a single fish in Ye Jiaqing's pond that is of inferior quality, but Song Nanqi's is rare. The moment his fingers touched Song Nanqi's abdominal muscles, Ye Jiaqing felt that he was about to fall in love with him.

Ye Jiaqing's fingers couldn't hold back, it's eight yuan, every one should be pampered.

It's just that before Ye Jiaqing's trick was implemented, the door was kicked open with a "bang" from the outside.

At that moment, Ye Jiaqing heard the sound of heartbreaking.

He looked viciously at the door.

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao also stayed at the door.

Ni Xiaoxiao was holding fried skewers and a bunch of gluten in his hand, he was dumbfounded: "Wow~oh~"

Du Ting followed closely behind and said "Wow".

Ni Xiaoxiao connected again.

They come and go, you come and go, and they even have a sense of rhythm.

Ye Jiaqing's face remained unchanged, he withdrew his hand and straightened his waist, while Song Nanqi was even more calm.

But Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao didn't think about it. After they learned that Ye Jiaqing was only touching Song Nanqi's abdominal muscles, Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao also shouted to touch, touch, and touch. Ye Jiaqing didn't want Song Nanqi to be touched by others.

Fortunately, Song Nanqi refused.

The reason for the refusal was that Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao's hands were full of oil.

In the end, the two chose fried skewers between fried skewers and abdominal muscles.

But they can still imagine how their abs feel while eating kebabs.

The next day, Song Nanqi was stopped to confess his love again.

This time it wasn't Qi Qiu.

It's a girl from the next door's major.

She handed out the exquisite little cake she bought at the bakery, her hands and voice trembling with nervousness.

"I've noticed you since my military training. I hope, I hope you can give me a chance to get to know each other." She looked up at Song Nanqi, her eyes full of expectation.

Song Nanqi is very skilled in rejecting people, and he is also very merciless.

"I don't want to be in a relationship right now."

"Don't waste your time on me."

"Learning is more important."

It's nothing more than murder.

Ye Jiaqing stepped aside quietly, and only walked over after Song Nanqi finished dealing with it, jokingly said, "It's so annoying that so many people like you."

Song Nanqi paused and said, "I think so too."

"..."

"I won't fall in love for the time being, don't worry." Song Nanqi thought of Ye Jiaqing who was so uneasy and anxious last night. Although he felt that the other party was too fragile, Ye Jiaqing who relied on him like this gave Song Nanqi a secret sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Ye Jiaqing turned his head and smiled slightly at Song Nanqi.

The other party was too honest, and I couldn't bear it.

Ye Jiaqing, who bullied honest people and was not a man, suffered retribution on the way back to the dormitory.

On the way back to the dormitory, I will pass a field. Although the net is very high, the basketball will occasionally cross the net and hit the road.

Sometimes it hits people, sometimes it doesn't.

Ye Jiaqing never thought that he would be so unlucky.

When he and Song Nanqi were passing by, a ball flew out of it with great force and just hit his right shoulder. The huge momentum knocked Ye Jiaqing to the ground, and his calf hit the broken porcelain beside the flower bed. on the block.

Ye Jiaqing's tears fell almost instantly.

Damn it, if it hurts so much for Song Nanqi, he won't do it.

Realizing that he was still thinking about catching Song Nanqi at this time, Ye Jiaqing scolded himself in his heart for not being able to live up to expectations, but thinking about it from another angle, he has not forgotten his ambition even though he was injured, what kind of tenacity and perseverance is this!

Song Nanqi was stunned for a moment, he was caught off guard by the accident, he immediately bent down and helped Ye Jiaqing up, the boy's little face was pale with pain, his hands were covered with mud from the flower bed, and so were his pants.

But if it's just a fall, it's not enough to cry.

Then, Song Nanqi saw Ye Jiaqing's trousers on the calf part that had been scratched by the tiles. The trousers were cut a lot, and the thread was dyed red.

Song Nanqi's face was as cold as ice.

He looked at a group of players running towards them in a panic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The leader kept apologizing, especially after seeing that the person who was hit was still injured, he felt even more guilty, "Well, we will pay for the medical expenses. It really wasn't intentional, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The people behind him kept apologizing as well.

Song Nanqi immediately talked with the other party about the cost of treatment and the danger of maliciously betting on football for the other party's science.

Ye Jiaqing leaned weakly and contentedly on Song Nanqi's shoulder.

He doesn't like to have scars on his body, and he usually pays special attention to the maintenance of his skin. To be honest, he is in a bad mood now, but seeing Song Nanqi angrily teaching others, Ye Jiaqing is a little heartwarming, and also wants to kiss him.

So cute, his baby.

"Song Nanqi..." Ye Jiaqing tugged at the corner of the other person's clothes, he felt that he could leave, if he didn't leave, the wound would heal by itself.At the same time, I also feel that Song Nanqi is really powerful, either he doesn't speak, or he gets mad.

Except when talking to myself, it's nice to listen to occasionally.

Ye Jiaqing guessed that there are so many people who like Song Nanqi, it must be because of his face, but anyone who has confessed to Song Nanqi will feel ashamed.

Hearing the victim speak from the other side, he was so gentle and soft, even a ghost should raise his head.

A group of boys raised their heads in unison.

A group of boys stayed together for a while.

The person injured by them has exquisite facial features and a harmless and pure temperament. Now he is frowning tightly, making one wish to take out his heart and make him smile.

Song Nanqi knew that Ye Jiaqing was in pain, so he turned his head and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Ye Jiaqing could hear Song Nanqi's displeasure.

But he still wanted Song Nanqi to carry him on his back.

Then, he can rub Song Nanqi's crotch or waist with his other leg.

"It's bleeding." Ye Jiaqing whispered aggrievedly.

He thought beautifully, but the reality was ugly.

"I'll help you." Song Nanqi said lightly.

Ye Jiaqing: "..." I really want to change my target.

Ye Jiaqing almost leaned on Song Nanqi's body. He was light and not heavy. Song Nanqi walked around behind him with one hand and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

"Well, classmate, don't you want to add a WeChat?" They were stopped by the sports student who took the lead, and the other party's face was flushed, and the words seemed to be squeezed out, "Add a WeChat, otherwise how can I pay the medical expenses?" Pass it on to you."

He nervously waited for Ye Jiaqing's answer.

He likes boys, but it's a pity that he has never met one who is a match for his eyes. Now he feels that the boy he hit is a match for his eyes. According to the standard routine of love novels, this is his fate with the other party.

Ye Jiaqing looked back before Song Nanqi.

The first thing I saw was the appearance of the other party in the ball uniform. In general, the body proportions were obviously not as good as Song Nanqi's. He had muscles, but his shape was far less beautiful than Song Nanqi's. His face...was even worse than Song Nanqi's.

In his own pond, at most he would be a small crucian carp.

Nourishment...not no...

Before Ye Jiaqing finished his calculations, Song Nanqi snapped his head back.

Immediately, Song Nanqi's voice sounded coldly, and for the first time in Ye Jiaqing, Song Nanqi's tone contained sneer and contempt.

"Hitting someone without reviewing your own behavior, but thinking of the victim?" Song Nanqi's eyes were cold and light, like Liu Yuexue, "You deserve it too?"

Even Ye Jiaqing was taken aback by the disdain and displeasure in Song Nanqi's tone.

There was an inexplicable retreat in his heart.

If Song Nanqi knew that he was plotting against him, would he say so contemptuously and disdainfully: Greedy me?You deserve it too?

"It hurts?" Song Nanqi finished reprimanding the boy, then turned his head and frowned to look at Ye Jiaqing who was walking beside him with difficulty.

After he finished asking, before Ye Jiaqing could answer, he let go of Ye Jiaqing's arm, bent his knees and exposed his back in front of Ye Jiaqing's eyes, calmly said, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Ye Jiaqing finally felt that little retreat, but was completely crushed and disintegrated by Song Nanqi's thoughtfulness and gentleness.

Song Nanqi.

How can there be such a good person.

He must be done.

Because one leg of Ye Jiaqing was injured, the movement of jumping onto Song Nanqi's back was a little clumsy. Song Nanqi even supported Ye Jiaqing's thighs with his hands and gently sent them up. Song Nanqi's palms were tightly attached to both thighs, and Ye Jiaqing hugged Song Nanqi neck, biting his back molars, hoping his buddy would win, now is really not the time.

In summer, the clothes are thin, and Ye Jiaqing can feel the other person's body temperature slightly higher than his own, the muscles on his back, his powerful arms, and his thin and powerful waist.When Song Nanqi picked himself up just now, he didn't even shake.

It is enough to feel how good Song Namqi's figure and physical strength are.

This physical strength is really excellent.

The breathing is not disturbed, it is steady, it is reassuring, and it is also exciting.

One of the two boys is carrying the other on the road, and they are both outstanding, which is quite eye-catching.

Ye Jiaqing lay on Song Nanqi's back, shook his calf, and muttered, "It hurts to death."

It really hurts.

It's just that after dawdling for so long, he was already numb with pain, but he just wanted to act like a baby, and wanted Song Nanqi to coax him.

Ye Jiaqing cooperated and sniffed, making Song Nanqi think he was crying.

A few seconds passed.

Ye Jiaqing heard Song Nanqi say, "A man doesn't flick his tears, he doesn't cry."

"..."

Ye Jiaqing: Thank you for the invitation, it was wet and dry again.

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Song Nanqi: After all, Ye Jiaqing is my friend