So cute, can't help it

convenient?

"What's convenient..."

Fang Shu reacted, and his fair cheeks turned red instantly.

After eight o'clock, the sky finally brightened.

The curtains were half drawn, and the light spread from the window all the way into the room, mixing into the lights.

Beside the sofa, the handsome young boy's face was blushing, his eyes were flying wildly, and his eyelashes were almost trembling.

"I can't kiss anymore...it's already swollen..."

He Qing threw away the tissue stained with toner, and rolled out a sentence from the back of his throat: "Really? I'll check."

"?"

Can this still be checked?

"How to check..."

He Qing stretched out his big hand to support the back of the little boy's neck, slightly raised the little boy's head, and lowered his head to catch the little boy's wet red lips.

Fang Shu's body stiffened immediately, his fingers unconsciously grasped the tissue box, and countless creases appeared on the box surface.

The men's toner that He Qing used didn't have a particularly pungent smell, and the scent was very light, blending with the scent of the shower gel, it produced a heart-warming scent.

The back of Fang Shu's head was completely numb when he was wrapped in He Qing's palm, he unconsciously raised his neck, and opened his hands to wrap around the thick neck of the man in front of him.

The unsupported tissue box fell to the floor, bounced twice on the floor, bypassed the glass coffee table, and rolled to He Qing's feet.

He Qing's heart shook, and his breathing suddenly became a little rough.

He tightened his arms, hugged the little boy's waist, his fingers sank deep into the little boy's hair, pressed the boy's scalp with his hot fingertips, moved his upper body back a little, staggered a little distance, and wrapped his mouth around the tip of the little boy's red ears .

"He, Brother He..." Fang Shu trembled all over, gasping for breath, didn't he check his mouth, why did his ears...?

Without changing his face, He Qing smacked the tips of his ears lightly, his voice was dry and hoarse as if it had been polished by sandpaper: "Ears should be checked too."

How to check so many items.

Fang Shu half-closed his eyes, his eyes were blurred, the corners of his eyes were red, his ears and lips seemed to be on fire, his breath was filled with the smell of He Qing's body, the smell of shower gel, toothpaste, and toner entered his lungs along with the oxygen, burning His whole body seemed to be on fire.

The moisture at the end of Fang Shu's eyes accumulated more and more, his hands were so soft that he couldn't wrap them around, hanging down from He Qing's neck, his coat slid from his arms to his wrist joints, and the corners of his clothes hung down messily on the sofa.

"Have you... haven't finished the inspection yet?" Fang Shu's slender neck was raised high, revealing delicate flesh with light blue blood vessels underneath.

He Qing glanced, grabbed the flesh around his neck and began to suck and bite: "No, I need to check again."

"No, I won't check anymore..." Fang Shu couldn't help but pushed He Qing's chest, begging for mercy softly: "Hands are so numb..."

He Qing's hand, which was part of the hem of his clothes, paused, staring deeply at the little boy's blushing eye ends for a long time, then pulled it out restrainedly and calmly.

Fang Shu opened his misty eyes and looked over. He Qing stood up, turned his back and started to walk away.

Fang Shu didn't know where the strength came from, and without thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed He Qing's clothes.

He Qing rolled his eyes and looked at him quietly.

Fang Shu curled his fingers, slowly loosened the hem of his clothes, and whispered, "...it's nothing."

Yesterday, he was the one who was drunk and confessed first by mistake. He hurried to He Qing's house in the morning. He intended to tell He Qing his true thoughts, and he didn't want He Qing to have any misunderstandings.

He Qing's answer...he can wait.

The wrist was pinched by a familiar big hand, Fang Shu raised his head, He Qing turned around, the trousers bulged up somewhere visible to the naked eye, holding the surrounding fabric without a single wrinkle, as if it was ready to burst out at any time.

"I thought it was obvious what I meant."

The unknown sparrow outside the window was still screaming, its voice was shrill, intermittent, and very noisy.

Fang Shu didn't care about it, his mind was full of He Qing's voice, and every time it echoed, his heart beat faster.

He Qing also liked him.

This thought rushed into his mind, Fang Shu's heart was beating so hard that he was about to suffocate, and the wrist pinched by He Qing shrank back as if it was burning.

He Qing silently withdrew his hand in mid-air, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as he took a step, the hem of his clothes was caught again.

He Qing didn't look back, and said calmly: "Let go."

Fang Shu pursed his lips, not listening to He Qing's words for the first time.

He Qing lowered his eyes, his gaze came from the end of his eyes.

"I know what you're going to do." Fang Shu licked his lips and said softly, "Dear the one you like...it's hard, isn't it normal?"

He Qing: "..."

Obviously it's just a kiss, and after a while, she can't bear to act coquettishly and cry softly, but she can say such words.

He Qing's muscles tensed up all over his body, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently. His voice almost came out of his teeth: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Fang Shu didn't say anything, but tightened his grip on He Qing's clothes.

He Qing clenched and loosened the hand hanging by his side, grasped the little boy's wrist, and pulled it away little by little.

"Jiaojiao, don't make trouble."

……

He Qing entered the bathroom, and the frosted glass door separated the bathroom from the living room.

Listening to the sound of water coming from behind the glass door, Fang Shu took out the vibrating cell phone in his pocket.

[Yu Wuwei: Xiaoshu, where are you? 】

[Fang Jiaojiao: Coach He's house...]

With a sullen face, Fang Shu deleted the words he was about to type, and re-entered.

[Fang Jiaojiao: Outside the school. 】

[Yu Wuwei: Outside school? ! ! ! 】

[Yu Wuwei: Did you run outside the school? ? ? 】

[Yu Wuwei: Ancestor, do you still remember that there is a class at ten o'clock this morning?If you don't come back, time will be too late. 】

[Fang Jiaojiao: I haven't forgotten, I'll be right back. 】

After the message was sent, the bathroom door opened from the inside with a "click", and He Qing walked out of the bathroom with water on his hands, and his temples were slightly damp, obviously washed with water.

The redness on Fang Shu's face and ears that hadn't faded spread to his entire neck again, and he hurriedly put down the tissue box to stand up, almost tripping over the coffee table.

He Qing stepped over to support him, and raised an eyebrow: "Now you know you're panicking?"

"I didn't..." Fang Shu argued stubbornly: "There is a class at ten o'clock, and I want to go back to school for class."

He Qing looked at the little boy who was covering his ears and stealing the bell, his head was about to drop to the ground, and smiled lowly: "I'll see you off."

"No..." I knew the way, so I could take a taxi back by myself.

Before he finished speaking, He Qing put down his hands, went to the bedroom to get a coat and put it on: "Let's go."

Fang Shu had no choice but to swallow his words, and followed behind He Qing.

When he reached the door, He Qing suddenly stopped, his gaze fell on Fang Shu's face: "Wait a minute."

Fang Shu: "?"

He Qing returned to the living room, and took out a pack of unopened masks from the drawer under the TV.

After realizing it, Fang Shu touched his swollen lips, took the mask, tore off the outer packaging and put it on.

"Slow down." He Qing hung the thin mask strap on the other side of the little boy's ear, and naturally pinched the same red and swollen earlobe of the little boy: "It's fine."

Half of Fang Shu's head went numb, and it took him a few seconds to come back to his senses and let out a soft "oh".

……

The community is not far from the driveway, and there are various shops standing on both sides of the driveway.In the restaurant, the aroma of food is overflowing, which is dispersed by the sound of passing car horns.

When the car drove out of the community, He Qing slowed down and asked the little boy in the passenger seat: "Have you had breakfast?"

I didn't eat it.

After waking up drunk, his mind was full of He Qing, and he rushed over to see He Qing before dawn, so he didn't care whether he was hungry or not.

But... Fang Shu lifted the mask up to cover his entire nose: "I can't eat it."

His voice was too small, drowned in the sound of the speeding whistle, He Qing couldn't hear it clearly.

Fang Shu turned his face away, and explained bluntly: "The lips are too numb from your kiss."

Breakfast is cooked food, too hot.

He Qing was silent for a long while.

Fang Shu turned his eyes suspiciously, and saw He Qing holding the steering wheel and staring straight ahead, with the same expression on his face as usual, but his ears were red.

Fang Shu's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he had a sense of reality that he and He Qing really liked each other.

He Qing coughed lowly: "Buy it first, and eat it when it's no longer numb."

Fang Shu touched his earlobe: "...OK."

……

Nantah University, a large classroom with combined classes.

Yu Wuwei stretched his neck to look left and right, his hair was almost bald: "The teacher in this class likes roll call the most. Once someone skips class, they will be dealt with as a failure at the end of the semester. There are still 2 minutes to ten o'clock , if the little book doesn't come, the end of the semester will be..."

"I can't hang up." A muffled voice came from behind.

Yu Wuwei turned his head, and Fang Shu appeared at the door of the big classroom wearing a mask, holding a packed breakfast in his hand.

"Scared me, I thought you were late for class, and I was going to make up a reason to ask for leave for you..." Yu Wuwei patted his chest with lingering fear.

Fang Shu ignored his exaggerated performance and sat down in the seat he had reserved in advance.

Yu Wuwei said: "What did you do? Yesterday you drank a whole bottle of wine for the first time, and I was worried that you would not be able to get up. I didn't expect you to be so energetic that you could run outside before dawn."

"You don't know how much I can drink?" Fang Shu gave Yu Wuwei a supercilious look.

Although he was very drunk yesterday, he still had an impression of how much wine he drank, which was only half a bottle.

Yu Wuwei: "I know it, and I am surprised just because I know it."

Fang Shu asked: "Who is talking nonsense that I drank a bottle of wine?"

"Coach He." Yu Wuwei said, "After Wang Nan drank a bottle of wine, he insisted on getting a second bottle. I was afraid that he would get too drunk, so I wanted to give him the half bottle you haven't drunk. Coach He said you should drink It's over."

Fang Shu: "..."

Oh.

It's He Qing, it's fine.

"So you really drank a bottle of wine? When did your drinking capacity become so good..." Yu Wuwei paused: "Everyone has arrived in the classroom, you can take off your mask."

Fang Shu pressed the mask tightly with his backhand: "It's easy to catch a cold if you take off the mask."

Yu Wuwei: "???"

It's fine in the morning, but you caught a cold after going out? ? ?

Yu Wuwei had an expression of "Are you kidding me?", and wanted to ask something. At ten o'clock sharp, the teacher came to the classroom on time.

Yu Wuwei swallowed back the words, and turned his attention to the podium.

Fang Shu calmly breathed a sigh of relief, and smacked his mouth through the mask.

Lips are still numb.

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long wait~

The scumbag author slipped and knelt down to apologize~