what are you doing

"Have you two chattered enough?" A deep and majestic voice sounded from above, "If you sit in the first row and dare to chatter with me, get out together."

Hey, the two little girls opened the front door with a bitter face and walked out of the class.

Although it is now spring, but in the northeast, it is still a bit cold at night after [-] o'clock in the evening.

The corridor window was opened by some teacher for ventilation, but it was not closed tightly. At this time, there was a small wind whizzing in along the window crack, which gave Ding An and Fang Zeyu a chill.

And Ding An is the kind of ignorant boy who wants style but not warmth. Everyone wears sweaters or fleece sweaters under their school uniforms. Fortunately, he wears a thin long-sleeved T-shirt and is tough.

Fang Zeyu watched him tremblingly close the small gap of the corridor window, then put his hand on the radiator, and let out a sigh of relief.

He put his hand on the radiator to test the temperature. Although it wasn't cold enough, it wasn't hot at all. He frowned and reached out to grab Ding An's hand.

Ding An was taken aback by the warm touch, and immediately felt that his hands were wrapped by a pair of warm hands.

"Why is it so cold?" Fang Zeyu squeezed his fingers. His palms are naturally hot. In summer, they are as hot as fire. Even in winter, they are still warm.

The hand in the palm shrank and stopped moving, and he held it obediently in the palm of his hand. The slender, white fingers were cold, comfortable and soft, and he couldn't help rubbing them lightly.

"It's not summer, isn't it normal to have cold hands and feet?" Ding An blushed a little when Fang Zeyu pinched him, "Are you ashamed to say, if it weren't for you, would I be able to suffer from the cold?"

"What nonsense," Fang Zeyu chuckled, "You were the one who made trouble with me first, but you still blame me in the end?"

"Who asked you first..." Ding An got stuck, and changed the position of his hands in his palms, "Then mine first."

The ears are red and red, like a bunny, so cute.

Fang Zeyu suppressed a smile and leaned closer to his head, and gently blew in his ear, "What are you doing to me?"

Watching Ding An shrink his neck, his cheeks instantly turned red, and he suddenly felt like an old rascal, the kind who specializes in flirting with boys from good families.

"Fuck!" The good woman frowned, grabbed Fang Zeyu's hand and took a bite, "Are you a fucking pervert?"

"Hey, hey, why are you biting?" Fang Zeyu quickly withdrew his hand,

The hot lips slid across the back of the hand, leaving a tooth mark that was not deep or shallow.

"If you don't tell me what's wrong with me, I'll take it as you who teased me first. Anyway, you touched my flesh, so you have to let me touch it back," he lowered his voice and said word by word, "Ding , little, dog."

After finishing speaking, he stretched his hand into Ding An's clothes.

Ding An quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, but it was still too late to stop his evil hands.

The itchy flesh on his stomach was scratched back and forth by him, Ding An screamed, knowing without thinking that he must be twisted into a maggot now.

"There's something fucking wrong with you." Ding An laughed out of breath, his belly was sore, and couldn't help begging for mercy at noon after a fierce battle, "It's wrong, wrong, wrong, I said it's okay !"

"That's about the same. Wouldn't it be better if you obey the organization earlier, and you can avoid the pain of flesh and blood," Fang Zeyu took out his hand and pinched his face, "Tell me, what did I do to you?"

Ding An was so tired that he slapped his hand away with his arms. For the first time, he felt that laughing was such a labor-intensive task, and he leaned against the wall for a while before he recovered.

"I found that there is something wrong with your appointment, there is something wrong with the appointment," Ding An straightened up, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "You just now."

Fang Zeyu nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"Just now," Ding An coughed, "seven, seven, seven..."

Damn, I can't say it, Ding An reflected on whether he had been infected with Fang Zeyu for too long, otherwise why would he say such disgusting things.

Dead pervert, Fang Zeyu.

"Damn it," Ding An closed his eyes, opened his mouth and shouted, "You kissed me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the corridor fell into a moment of silence, but it was only for a moment.

I don't know who took a breath, but the "uh" sound was very obvious.

Ding An suddenly opened his eyes, first saw Fang Zeyu with a displeased expression, then followed his gaze, and saw the shocked Chinese class representative and her deskmate.

The two girls hugged each other with their mouths covered, and stared at them with wide eyes, as if they saw a stinky hooligan.

Damn it, Ding An scolded Fang Zeyu in his heart, and took a step forward to explain.

The words swirled around his lips, but before he could say them, he saw the two little girls take two steps back in horror, their eyes flicking back and forth between him and Fang Zeyu.

It's a fucking dog, Ding An cursed inwardly, he must be regarded as a pervert.

No, Fang Zeyu was originally a pervert, and she was infected by him!

"Chen Chen is right. They really have an improper relationship." The representative of the Chinese class poked at the same table with a strange gleam in his eyes. "Sure enough, sure enough. arrive!"

"No, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" my wife's love has flown away."

After the ball was over, Ding An panicked a lot, why did he make the little girl cry.

He was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fang Zeyu walking towards that side.

Although he had a smile on his face, Ding An miraculously felt murderous aura from the smile, which was very oppressive.

"What did you all see just now?" Fang Zeyu asked with a smile.

"Hey." The little deskmate immediately had star eyes, so fucking handsome, who can bear it!

"I saw it from the time you put your hand in the monitor's clothes, oh fuck!"

The classmate's left foot was trampled on by the Chinese class representative, causing her to squat down and scream, covering her foot in pain.

Hey, Ding An was shocked, it hurt just looking at it.

"We didn't see anything," the representative of the Chinese class retracted his foot and pushed his glasses, and said calmly, "We were just kicked out by the math teacher, and our eyes are still a little starry, and we can't see anything clearly."

The little deskmate looked up at her in shock, with his mouth open enough to swallow an egg.

"I'm right," the class representative looked down at her with a smile, and gritted his teeth, "My dear deskmate?"

It was as if if she said "no" she would act out cannibalism on the spot.

With tears in his eyes, the little deskmate said tremblingly, "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Put a small quilt under the small bridge, and say yes to everyone you meet.