MTL - I Have A Pair of Yin-Yuan Eyes-Chapter 64

Xu Xing's voice was very soft, and the lips licked by the tip of his tongue were moist, and there was a faint luster. He raised his head and glanced at Lu Che, only to see the man staring straight at him, eager to try, with a strong posture.

"..."

Xu Xing avoided Lu Che's hot sight, coughed, raised his foot and kicked Lu Che's calf, posing in a pose, without pain or itch. He tried to make him look fierce and said, "Nothing!"

After speaking, turn around and leave.

Leave Lu Che in place.

Lu Che smiled frowning, one hand in his trouser pocket, biting the tip of his tongue between his teeth, feeling moody. Before Lu Che kissed, he was ready to be beaten. As a result, Xu Xing didn't resist, kissed twice, and finally kicked him with anger, as light as itching, and even made him scratch. Here comes the fun.

The four words below are not examples, they are really intriguing.

Lu Che pondered secretly. If he pressed Xu Xing and slept for 3,456,778 times directly, would Xu Xing kick him, too, would it be an example?

Lu Che ’s thoughts jumped too fast, and he could n’t help but start to make up for his brain. If he kicked him afterwards, what kind of posture would he take: standing or lying down, naked or covered with a quilt, and full body kiss marks Mottled, or scattered kiss marks ...

"..."

Lu Che suddenly looked forward to being kicked by Xu Xing.

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After Xu Xing pampered Lu Che ’s kiss in the stairwell, he felt more and more embarrassed when he returned to the dormitory, so he ran to the classroom with the book alone, and for the first time did not wait for Lu Che to go together.

At this moment, it was still early, and the preparatory bell for the evening self-study didn't ring. Tang Mian sat opposite Wang Zi Cong and whispered. As soon as Xu Xing walked by, he heard Tang Mian fuss and said, "What? Actually? ! "

Xu Xing was curious about Tang Mian's frustrated tone.

Xu Xing asked: "What are you talking about?"

Tang Mian greeted Xu Xing to come over and whispered gossip: "The public said that he and his girlfriend patted for half a year and stopped at holding hands. The first kiss of this baby is still there."

Wang Zicong was a little embarrassed, holding his fingers and saying, "Is this strange? I think it's okay ..."

Tang Mian stopped talking and looked weird, then turned around and whispered Xu Xing, "Do you think this is normal?"

"..."

Xu Xing is a bit dim.

This situation is definitely not normal on him. He likes hugging Hu Che and kissing Lu Che. This is just like the instinct of the body. Under the traction of some emotions, he will want to do with the other person. Something more intimate.

And this so-called certain feeling can be understood as the mutual exchange of minds, or it can be understood that the red line is induced in private ...

Xu Xing looked down, and immediately erased the red line in his head.

Tang Mian coughed and gave the Prince Cong an idea: "Anyway, you are a legitimate man and woman friend relationship! You will take the initiative to kiss her next date!"

The prince clung a big red face, twisted his fingers, and said, "I dare not ..."

"..."

Tang Mian hated iron and steel to him: "Maybe your girlfriend is waiting for your initiative? Don't ask, just do it!"

Wang Zi Cong didn't dare to agree, and twisted for a while, and said quietly, "It's fine now ~ I don't want to burden her ..."

Tang Mian frowned, "What the **** is the burden?"

Xu Xingzheng looked down and looked at the book, Yu Guang seemed to glance at the red line on Wang Cong's body flickering. When he turned his head to look, the red line resumed as usual, still red, and Wang Cong shook his head casually.

Tang Mian sighed silently and consciously shifted the topic: "Speaking of it, did you really buy a limited edition lipstick gift box for your girlfriend?"

The Prince Cong nodded.

Envious of envy and hatred, Tang Mian asked in a gossip: "What's her reaction?"

Wang Zi Cong suddenly came to consult with Tang Mian during the National Day and asked her what gift would be appropriate for her girlfriend. Tang Mian was going through a star's Weibo at that time, and took a screenshot to send Wang Zi Cong, saying, "The limited edition of 48 stars Domineering! No girl can refuse the temptation of lipstick ~ "

Wang Zicong was asked by Tang Mian, and suddenly blushed, "She ... should like it."

Tang Mian didn't care too much about Wang Zicong's suspicious blush, but just hummed, "It's for sure, all say that girls can't resist the temptation of lipstick ~"

Prince Cong nodded absently.

When Wang Zicong was carrying that heavy schoolbag and carrying the lipstick gift box to his girlfriend, the girlfriend did not seem very happy, but asked him with a surprised expression: "Why did you suddenly send me this?"

The prince clung to each other, blushing and explained: "I heard that girls like it, I just want to buy it for you ..."

The girlfriend couldn't help but hold one's chin with one hand, and casually opened the flip of the gift box, yelling, "You don't have to buy so much, you can't even eat this big box."

Prince Cong said stupidly: "Ah? This is not for eating ..."

The girlfriend bent her lips and looked at him with a smile, her voice was soft, and she said, "It's not you who put it on my lips?"

Prince Cong blinked, and then blushed with hindsight.

...

Tang Mian pulled the prince to talk blindly until the bell rang, and she got up to prepare to return to her seat. Suddenly remembering the business, she turned her head and said to Xu Xing, "Yes, wake up, Xiong Huan is taking sick leave tonight. I talked to the head teacher by phone. "

When Xu Xing heard the name, his response was slow for a while, and he cared, "What happened to her?"

Tang Mian: "She has a fever. It has begun to cool down in the past two days, and you all have to remember to wear extra clothes."

Tang Mian squeezed Wang Cong's ears and saw the class teacher walk into the classroom with a stack of papers before returning to his seat in a hurry.

The bell in the radio box rang through every corner of the school building.

Xu Xing sat upright, waiting for the classmates in front to pass the test paper. He suddenly heard the chair behind him dragging the ground and rubbing, making a harsh noise—Xu Xing felt the sound harsh, but passed the rolling sound of the paper throughout the class In China, no one except him noticed the sound of friction.

"Squad leader ~"

Xu Xing's ears softened suddenly with a magnetic voice behind him.

Xu Xing pretended to be sedated. Xiong Huan passed the test papers to the back of the table. Xu Xing picked it up. He sent a copy to Prince Cong and left one for himself. Then he turned around with the remaining test papers. Gaze inevitably looked at Lu Che.

Lu Che took the test paper and threw it to the empty table next to him. Then he said sincerely to Xu Xing, "Squad leader, come and sit with me."

As soon as Fu Zheng left, Lu Che ’s seat at the same table was always empty, while two sports students, Cody and Zou Mang, had extra basic training courses, and only Lu Che himself was left in the back four positions. It's really weird to get up.

Xu Xingyan said briefly: "No."

Then he turned his head, leaving Lu Che's resentful eyes and sigh sigh behind his head.

Xu Xing is not quite used to getting along with Lu Che in a couple mode. One is that he is embarrassed, the other is that he is awkward, and the third is that Xu Xing is really a novice in dating, and has no experience at all. Pampering Lu Che, the man had to go in. It was almost out of control.

The period of late self-study.

The head teacher walked to the seat of Wang Zi Cong, and Xu Xing, who was sitting on the inside across Wang Zi Cong, said, "Shoulder, is it time to change seats? When did the last seat change come?"

Xu Xingwen responded: "Ah, I forgot ... Change seats after class."

What Xu Xinghe and the head teacher said to change seats is just to change the order of the four groups.

Lu Che leaned against the wall, slowly turning the pen bar, waiting for the head teacher and Xu Xing to finish the business, then interjected: "Teacher, when can you arrange a table for me? I'm too lonely, this is serious Affect my motivation to learn. "

"..."

Upon hearing Lu Che's voice, Xu Xing felt that his right eyelid began to jump.

The head teacher turned her head to look at Lu Che, who was behind the table. With her hands around her chest, she laughed amusedly: "Oh, when have you ever learned something like motivation?"

Lu Che raised his lip corner, and the neutral pen rotating around the sharp fingers of the bone joint stopped suddenly. He held his chin and looked up at the class teacher and said, "Speaking back, I remember when I first started school, you lied to me As a physics class representative, it seems to say that the class representative manages the distribution object, right? "

On that day, the class teacher assured Lu Che with a joke in front of the class: "The 68 people in the class are here, as long as they are not stubborn and forcibly dismantled couples, whoever you like will follow me. Say, I promise I will match you! "

"..."

Xu Xing felt that his eyelids jumped even harder!

The head teacher's memory is very good. Lu Che's repetition of old things actually evoked her gossip. She laughed: "Okay, of course I remember. If you have a sweetheart, I will distribute it. Without a sweetheart, I will introduce it to you. You follow Let me talk, who do you like? "

The head teacher was in a mess with the students in private, and was very concerned about the emotional problems of the students in the class. Of course, it was mainly to satisfy her personal gossip psychology.

With a smile in Lu Che's eyes, even his tone of speech began to ripple.

"I see to work ..."

"head teacher!!"

Lu Che deliberately prolonged the epilogue, biting the ambiguous word "class" and disappeared, and saw the person in front of him interrupted in a hurry.

The head teacher's attention turned to Xu Xing's body. Xu Xing held the physics exercise book just sent out and asked her subtly expression: "I think this final question of magnetic field strength ... a bit of a problem ..."

The head teacher took the test papers as soon as he heard them, and his eyes fell on the subject, and he asked, "Let me see, where is the problem?"

Xu Xing awkwardly said, "I don't think this question as a final question seems reasonable, I feel a little ..."

Xu Xing stiffly squeezed out four words: "It's too simple."

"..."

The head teacher put down the physical paper, looked at Xu Xing lovingly, and said, "Squad leader, you are naughty."

After being so interrupted by Xu Xing, Lu Che followed the skin and said, "I won't tell your classmates at work ~"

The head teacher looked at Xu Xing and Lu Che with a smile, and kept smiling: "I hope you don't break the physics test of the midterm exam, otherwise I will let you do a bitter job."

Xu Xing: "..."

Wang Zi Cong couldn't help but correct her: "Head teacher ~ this idiom is not used that way."

The head teacher smiled and touched Wang Cong's head, and said, "Write the test papers quietly, obediently."

"..."

The head teacher returned to the podium to prepare a lesson.

Xu Xing gave Lu Che a futile glance, turned back, and faced his landing assignment.

Lu Che was finally satisfied, looking at Xu Xing's face alternately with his test paper.

After the evening self-study, the whole class changed seats, the fourth group changed to the first group, and one, two, or three groups moved directly inside.

Xu Xing and they exchanged the tables and chairs together. He stood up and kicked Lu Che's table legs, pretending to be calm and said, "Change the seat."

Lu Che blinked, pretending to be stupid, "I want to change?"

The four tables before and after Lu Che and Kodi have been occupying the feng shui treasure of the fourth group by the window. They have not moved since the end of the second year of high school, and other students have taken them.

Xu Xingbai gave Lu Che a glance, then stopped looking away. He pursed his lips, knowing that this man was deliberately teasing him, and he would surely move with him ...

But Xu Xing still actively said: "Do you like to sit by the window, or do you prefer ..."

After a sound, his erratic eyes finally fell on Lu Che's face, and he slowly uttered the last word:

"I."

With a bang, the chair slammed back and scratched the floor. I saw Lu Che stood up, leaned forward, leaned next to Xu Xing's ears, and said clearly, "I don't like sitting by the window, I prefer to be you ~"

The penultimate sound of the penultimate word is very teasing.

"........."

Xu Xing opened his mouth and scolded: "Get off!"