When the bell rang for the end of class, autumn came, and the sky had already revealed a pink dawn, and the color gradually deepened, turning from orange to light red, sprinkling a piece of gold, and the afterglow of the morning glow and setting sun was sprinkled.

Song Yan packed up his books and walked out of the classroom.

The boy is dressed in a blue and white school uniform, his hair is jet black, his side face is fair and handsome, and the curvature of his lips is always shallow and gentle.

He walked in the corridor, and the golden light of his body crossed by the morning glow, attracting the attention of the people around him.

The sleeves were slightly rolled up, and one of his wrists was exposed, and his ten fingers were slender and the knuckles were distinct.

After walking out of the teaching building, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated twice, Song Yan took out the mobile phone casually and looked at it, and the temperature in his eyes dropped suddenly.

His face changed and changed, and finally turned into an iron blue, but he didn't show it too obviously, just slightly frowned, as if he was suppressing the anger rushing in his heart.

dialed the phone number and beeped several times, until Song Yan's patience was about to run out, and he was slowly connected.

The person opposite didn't speak, Song Yan didn't speak, the two seemed to be confronting each other silently, and in the end, it was Song Yan who spoke first.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

His voice seemed to be filled with ice slag, making people listen to the icy cold.

The girl's soft and sweet tone came from the phone, "I don't want to do anything, come to the sports equipment room, I want to meet you." ”

The lingering and sympathetic voice is like a sweet candied fruit, which entangles a person's heart like silk.

Song Yan's face was expressionless, his expression was gloomy, and his eyes were full of frost, "Do you think this photo can threaten me?" ”

Hearing what he said, the girl on the other end of the phone seemed to laugh, and listening to her laughter, Song Yan's forehead jumped with green tendons.

"You can not come, I will post this photo to the forum when the time comes, Qingzhen will definitely see it, I don't know if she will be sad if she sees it......"

Wrapped in poisoned honey, she pretended to suppress her voice, and it was full of playfulness.

No one—

No one has ever been so bold, and Shen Yue has simply touched his bottom line.

Hung up the phone, clutching the phone tightly, his fingertips turned white, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands burst out.

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The sports equipment was dimly lit, and a few rays of morning glow shone in through the windows, and fine dust floated up.

Song Yan walked in and closed the door.

There was a click, and it was particularly harsh in the silent space.

This was followed by the sound of steady footsteps.

The girl was sitting on the cushion boringly, and when she saw the tall figure of the boy, she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the pear vortex was shallow.

As if he didn't see Song Yan's ugly face, he beckoned to him, "Come and sit." ”

She carried the morning glow on her back, her hair was covered with layers of golden light, her dark and clear eyes were like a translucent lake in early spring, and her delicate and beautiful eyebrows eclipsed everything.

looks so well-behaved and so simple, but in fact, his heart has long been dirty.

He looked condescendingly at Shen Yue who was sitting on the soft cushion, his eyes were thick and dark, and he had no emotion.

Lowered his eyes calmly.

"Photos, deleted."

The smile on Shen Yue's face faded a little, and her dark and moist eyes were like a deer that had strayed into the crowd when she was wet: "Do you want to tell me this as soon as you come?" Brother Xiaoyan, stay with me, are you so unwilling? ”

The eyes that seemed to be misty were at a loss, as if she was the victim.

knew that she was pretending to be pitiful, but Song Yan's mind was still in a trance for a moment, followed by a thick anger, and her eyebrows and eyes became more and more gloomy.

almost gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Yue, what are you still pretending to be now?" You're on me, aren't you? Jiang Wei can't satisfy you alone? It's not disgusting for you to do this, I'm disgusting. ”

He had almost never been so angry, the surging anger crashing against his heart, clenching his palms uncontrollably, and his fingertips almost sinking into the flesh.

Shen Yue looked at him, his bright red and full lips hooked, as if he was smiling, and it didn't seem to be just a simple smile.

Tilting his head, he asked, "I'm disgusting?" ”

He turned his dark pupils and stared at her, not saying a word.

But those eyes already represented everything, and the deep disgust and indifference seemed to overflow.

Shen Yue stood up, she raised her head, stood on tiptoe without warning, and kissed his lips like a dragonfly.

The soft touch flashes and there is a faint aroma.

Song Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, his body shook violently, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The next moment, his face was tense, and his dark eyes seemed to be brewing an undercurrent of turbulent waves.

He stared at the girl in front of him almost deadly.

The girl smiled at him, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, beautiful and seductive, like a beautiful and beautiful flower blooming in the dark hell.

The red mole on the bridge of the nose is even more seductive.

seems innocent, but exudes that treacherous evil aura

She stood on tiptoe, and the two of them were very close, so close that Song Yan could see the girl's heavy and dense long eyelashes like a butterfly about to fly.

There is a faint fragrance between the breath and the breath, which is very sweet and smells good, and you can smell it even stronger if you get closer.

The mouth is not only soft but also fragrant, hooking the dirtiest evil desires in the bottom of people's hearts.

This is the touch that Song Yan still remembers.

His head was a little faint, it was strange that he hadn't drunk at all this time, but why did he still have the heat and desire/desire that he shouldn't have.

The dark and moist eyes looked at Song Yan bottomlessly, as if he had spied on the evil thoughts that he had hidden in the darkest corners a long time ago.

"Still disgusting?"

His body seemed to be on fire, and the crispy numbness permeated his whole body, and he stood extremely stiff, his fingers pinched and loosened, loosened and pinched, and repeatedly.

The Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably dry.

Shen Yue's eyes were slightly bent, revealing a simple and bewitching smile: "Why don't you speak?" Isn't it comfortable? ”

The green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, as if he was covering his ears and stealing a bell, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

Tiptoeing hard, Shen Yue leaned into his ear and pecked lightly on the red earlobe.

And this simple action made Song Yan's breathing become heavy, and his eyes were obscure, like a secluded pool without seeing the light of day.

His hand went up and down again, not knowing whether he wanted to push it away or hold it tightly.

"I can also make you more comfortable."

The words are suggestive, ambiguous and lingering, as if they are seducing, just like a ghost.

His breathing became more and more short, his chest rose and fell violently, and his heart was beating abnormally as if it was about to jump out of his chest.