Do You Want to Touch My Fish Tail?

In the car the next day, the secretary felt that the atmosphere was a bit too condensed.

Song Huai, who was always full of vigor, said hello to him only rarely, and stopped saying a word. From the moment Lu Burma got on the bus, he has been reading the Military Daily.

Therefore, in the whole car, the silence was a little horrible, only the sound of Lu Mian occasionally flipping through the newspaper.

Song Huai leaned against the window, still thinking about Lu Mian's refusal to give him a goodnight kiss last night. His eyes glanced at Lu Mian several times, too often, and Lu Mian beside him couldn't be ignored no matter how concentrated his attention was.

Lu Mian put down the newspaper, looked at Song Huai, and asked him what's wrong with his eyes.

Seeing that the school was about to be reached after another street corner, Song Huai shouted as Lu Mian watched: "Stop."

The secretary parked the car on the side of the road, and Song Huai got out of the car. Their current relationship has not been made public. It would definitely be conjecture to be seen by other students in Song Huai's car in Lu Mian.

Song Huai thought about this layer very carefully, and Lu Mian, who was sitting in the car, took a deep look at him through the window.

Song Huai's move further deepened Lu Mian's conjecture yesterday.

Song Huai didn't want people to know their relationship.

Thinking of this, Lu Mian's expression was colder than usual: "Go."

Song Huai watched as the car drove away from his sight. He kicked the stone under his feet, feeling a little disappointed.

Lu Myanmar left really simply.

When Song Huai was depressed, Li Ziqing called to him: "Song Huai."

Li Ziqing walked up to him a few steps: "Whose car did you get off just now?"

Song Huai blinked his eyes twice: "Are you wrong?"

Li Ziqing glanced at him suspiciously: "Perhaps."

Song Huai and Li Ziqing talked and laughed when they walked to the school.

Not far from them, Lu Chengze was slapped on the shoulder: "Hey, it's been a long time since I saw your little tail. How can he have such a good relationship with Li Ziqing now."

Lu Chengze looked at the two close friends who were talking and laughing in front of him, his eyes cold unconsciously.

Speaking of which, apart from the last time I met in the swimming pool, Song Huai never came to him once.

Lu Chengze looked at the smile that Song Huai and Li Ziqing showed when they were talking and laughing, and he felt dazzling inexplicably.

Something seemed to be out of control in the dark, and he hated the feeling of losing control.

·

During the break, Song Huai was fighting with Lu Mian's wife fans on the forum.

Suddenly, the classmates in the front row called him: "Song Huai, someone called you."

When Song Huai went out, he wanted to turn the soles of his feet when he saw Lu Chengze. Unfortunately, the turn was a little slower, and it happened to be caught by Lu Chengze.

"Dudu." Lu Chengze stepped forward.

Lu Chengze is the school grass from the school's anonymous forum referendum, and he is eye-catching wherever he goes, although the limelight in the past few days has been completely overshadowed by Lu Mian. But as long as Lu Chengze came out, it was still the focus of the crowd.

What's more, he is still with Song Huai, who is notorious for him.

Everyone was waiting to see what demon Song Huai could do in public.

Lu Chengze said very "thinkingly": "Dudu, there are many people at the door of the classroom, let's go over there and talk."

Although Song Huai didn't want to talk to him, he was a little curious that Lu Chengze wouldn't even take the initiative to send him a message before. Why had he suddenly changed his **** now and came to the classroom door to look for him in full view. Besides, Li Ziqing and Gu Yang went to the bathroom just now. If Gu Yang came back and bumped into him and Lu Chengze, I'm afraid he would cause some trouble again.

Song Huai and Lu Chengze walked to the back of the teaching building, where there were no people in a remote location.

Song Huai asked him: "What's the matter?"

A dark light flashed across Lu Chengze's eyes: Song Huai didn't even call his brother Chengze.

Lu Chengze suppressed the displeasure in his heart and asked him, "Dudu, what did you say to Li Ziqing this morning, so happy, you haven't seen me behind you?"

Song Huai was full of question marks, that's it? That's it? That's it?

He thought there was something earth-shattering that would allow Lu Chengzeyu to come to him.

Wait, Song Huai suddenly blessed his soul.

Is Lu Chengze jealous? ! right! That's right!

He must be jealous of Li Ziqing!

Although Song Huai didn't know where the protagonist's emotional line had developed, but Lu Chengze asked that, 80% of it was because he was close to Li Ziqing, so he was upset. After all, Lu Chengze is a black-bellied and possessive person.

Song Huai didn't want to get involved in the protagonist's emotional line: "It's nothing, we are just good friends. If you don't believe it, you can ask Li Ziqing."

When Lu Chengze heard Song Huai say this, his face was slightly stunned.

After a moment of silence, he asked Song Huai: "Dudu, am I still your good brother?"

Song Huai is now full of emotional lines that the protagonist has attacked and said against his will: "Of course Brother Chengze."

When Lu Chengze heard that familiar elder brother Chengze, his face finally looked better again: "Dudu, it was your brother who was wrong before and left you out. It will be your birthday in a few days. Then, will your brother celebrate your birthday? ?"

etc? This doesn't seem right.

Why did Lu Chengze suddenly care about himself? Song Huai squeezed his fingers: "Excuse me, Brother Chengze, I have made an appointment with a friend on my birthday."

Lu Chengze never thought that he would be rejected. Although he still had a smile on his face, his eyes were already cold: "Friend? What kind of friend? Does Dudu have friends that my brother doesn't know?"

Song Huai nodded.

The smile on Lu Chengze's face froze. He straightened up, and after taking Song Huai a few deep gazes, he left with a cold face.

Song Huai rolled his eyes and turned back to the classroom.

·

The administrative building of Hanriks is facing the back of the teaching building.

"Admiral Land, Admiral Land?" The instructor yelled twice. He was still talking with Lu Mian just now, and suddenly the other party was silent.

The dean of teaching followed Lu Mian's gaze and saw Lu Chengze and Song Huai standing at the back of the teaching building.

The teachers and students in the school knew about the relationship between Lu Mian and Lu Chengze, and the dean hurriedly asked for credit, saying: "Lu Chengze has excellent grades, good morals, intelligence, and physical beauty. He is also very popular in school and has your style. Next to him is Song. Huai is wishful thinking. Toad wants to eat swan meat. In order to entangle classmate Lu, he made a lot of jokes."

"Entangling?" Lu Mian turned his face to the side, but his handsome face was stunned, but he was a little bit terrifying murderous inexplicably.

The dean nodded: "Yes, yes! We teachers certainly don't want Student Lu to be delayed by this kind of person. We have persuaded and criticized, but this Song Huai is too thick-skinned. It makes us very helpless. "

The dean's voice became smaller and smaller, and the coldness that radiated from Lu Mian's body shivered unconsciously.

Suddenly, Lu Mian's body shook almost inaudibly, and he was supporting the window frame with both hands, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.

The scene where Lu Chengze bent down and approached Song Huai was like a movie, beating on his trembling eyes.

The secretary immediately noticed that Lu Mian was out of control, and hurriedly interrupted the dean's words to let people go out first.

The door was closed, and the secretary skillfully took out a syringe from the briefcase he carried and stuck it into Lu Myanmar's skin.

After a while, the ups and downs of Lu Myanmar's back were obviously slower than before.

"Admiral, are you okay? Do you need to go back to the military headquarters?"

Lu Mian raised his head, and there was no one on the back of the teaching building.

He closed his eyes: "It's okay."

From the past, it was usually something that stimulated Lu Myanmar to get sick. The secretary followed Lu Myanmar's gaze, and there was nothing there.

·

Today there is a mechanical theory course. Song Huai has done enough homework. Not only did he arrive in the classroom twenty minutes earlier, he sat in the first row closest to Lu Mian. He never previewed, and even previewed the part that he was going to attend today last night.

There are some new faces in the classroom today, and they all used money to buy places to listen to a class by Lu Myanmar.

During class, everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Mian, and Song Huai was no exception.

When Lu Mian asked questions, Song Huai's excited little hand was raised high. He was ashamed in front of Lu Mian yesterday, and wants to get it back today.

But once or twice Lu Mian didn't seem to see his high hand, and called others up to answer questions.

Song Huai couldn't help feeling a little sad. He missed sleep for several hours last night to prepare.

However, it is also possible that Lu Mian didn't see it, and Song Huai felt that this reason was not very valid.

He sits in the first row.

Lu Mian saw Song Huai's small hand raised, but he didn't know why, when he saw Song Huai's eyes gleaming at him. He couldn't help but think of the scene he saw at noon today.

The Admiral felt annoyed for a while, he subconsciously looked away from Song Huai, and clicked on others to answer questions.

Although he was not named in get out of class, when the bell rang after class, Song Huai boldly shouted to Lu Mian: "Lu, Admiral Lu."

Lu Mian stopped: "What's the matter?"

Song Huai walked up to him in full view and said cautiously: "I have a question that I don't understand."

Lu Mian's gaze swept across the top of his hair, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but his voice was still mild: "Come to the office to find me later."

"well!"

·

When he returned from the large classroom, Song Huai eagerly counted the time on the location.

When is Lu Mian talking about later? Five minutes have passed now, is it late enough?

When Song Huai finally waited for ten minutes, the sports committee member came to shout: "Everyone, prepare, it's our class's turn to take a physical exam."

Song Huai:...

After Song Huai finally did 20 push-ups and ran 1,500 meters in the playground, one class time passed.

Song Huai's whole person walked all along.

The classmates returned to their seats one after another, almost taking root as soon as their buttocks touched the bench.

"Extremely exhausted, exhausted." The class shouted tiredly one after another.

On weekdays, Song Huai died after finishing the physical test, and he couldn't get up to drink with saliva.

But at this moment, he actually stood up with difficulty, and took the book and walked out.

Gu Yang saw it as if he had seen a ghost, and shouted feebly: "Be pregnant, where are you going to be pregnant?"

It's just that he is too tired at the moment, completely overwhelmed, and he is silent after yelling twice.

Song Huai walked vainly in the direction of the office, his cheeks were flushed, his breathing was not even, and he walked in two steps.

But he had agreed with Lu Mian, and went to him to ask questions later.

It's been a lesson now.

When Song Huai walked to the door of Lu Mian's office, he heard that Lu Mian had just gone down.

Song Huai hurried out after hearing this. He was seeing Lu Mian getting in the car.

Song Huai didn't know where the sudden strength came from, and he chased a few steps behind the car. In the end, his legs were really weak, and he could only watch the car disappear at the gate.

·

By the time Song Huai returned to the class, most of the students who had been lifeless had survived.

"Baby, you did a good job this time. Damn, your Interstellar Foreign Language score is so high."

It turned out that the results of the monthly exam came out last time.

Song Huai looked at the transcript in front of him. Two of the courses were close to full marks, but two of them failed to pass. Although there is a big improvement compared to the last time, Song Huai is a little bit better. Can't be happy.

Without a surprise, Li Ziqing took the first place in the class again, ranking second only to Lu Chengze in grade.

When the classmates gathered around Li Ziqing to congratulate him, Li Ziqing looked at the little tablemate who had been holding his head next to him.

Song Huaibai's tender little hands pinched the serious transcript tightly.

Li Ziqing smiled and moved away from the other classmates, lowered his head and called Song Huai: "What's wrong? It doesn't matter if you fail the exam, you can work hard next time."

Song Huai said nothing.

Li Ziqing bent down and almost got under Song Huai's body. When he raised his head to look at Song Huai, two cool tears hit Li Ziqing's eyes.

His heart trembled.

·

When school was over in the afternoon, Song Huai waited at the corner of the street where Lu Mian picked him up yesterday.

A taxi stopped in front of him, Song Huai's legs were sore, and he shook his hand: "No, thank you, someone will pick me up."

But he waited for a while, and the car did not show up yesterday.

Suddenly, his communicator dinged twice.

[My object: transfer 2000000]

One more came in from behind.

[My object: Take a taxi and go home today. 】

·

It was already early in the morning when Lu Mian was busy returning home.

He received urgent news today and left the school in a hurry.

Today's incident happened suddenly, and Lu Mian remembered that Song Huai wanted to ask him questions just before the evening.

At this point, Song Huai should have fallen asleep.

Lu Mian opened the door lightly and turned on the wall lamp in the living room. The tiredness of running around for a day came up.

Suddenly, he heard a very small hum in the direction of the dim sofa.

Lu Mian walked over and saw Song Huai shrinking on the sofa holding a pillow.

Lu Mian took off his coat and put it on Song Huai. Then he stood there, lowered his eyes, and looked at Song Huai quietly for a while.

Song Huai opened his eyes staring, looking up to see Lu Mian, reaching out and hugging his leg.

Lu Mian stiffened for a moment.

Song Huai pressed his cheek to the side, rubbing against the leg of his trousers like a cat coquettishly. Probably the reason for not waking up, his voice was soft and ignorant, with a trace of complaint: "Why don't you wait for me today."

Song Huai pouted his mouth, looking a little unhappy.

Lu Mian lightly opened his hands around his legs and squatted in front of him, his voice low and hoarse: "Sorry, there is a very urgent matter to deal with today."

Song Huai hummed twice, but then pressed his face to Lu Mian's knee.

Lu Mian picked him up and sent him back to his room to sleep.

·

In the middle of the night, Song Huai had a fever.

He started to fall ill all his life, and he was unconscious and cried fiercely.

Doctor Zhou was woken up by Lu Mian's stern call. When he rushed to the villa, he wanted to give Song Huai an infusion, but Song Huai resisted as soon as he heard that he needed an injection.

"Doot don't get an injection, doot don't get an injection, oh oh oh." Song Huai kicked and kicked on the bed, and the quilt was kicked off again and again.

It was originally a fever caused by catching a cold after running. I'm afraid the fever will be worse if I don't cover the quilt.

Doctor Zhou was kicked several times by Song Huai, and he did not dare to approach him from behind.

Lu Mian had no experience of coaxing people, and after looking at each other in silence with Doctor Zhou.

Lu Mian walked to the bed and swiftly controlled Song Huai's moving hands and feet. After that, he was rolled up by the half-knocked quilt and wrapped Song Huai's whole person. In order to stop Song Huai from moving, he held Song Huai in his arms.

Smelling the familiar smell of camphor after the rain, Song Huai, who was crying and crying, suddenly settled down.

Lu Mian looked at Doctor Zhou, who gave him an encouraging look.

Lu Mian tried to let go of his hand, but his hand was suddenly grasped by Song Huai who broke out of the quilt.

Lu Mian thought Song Huai was sober: "Song Huai?"

Song Huai kept sobbing because of the ferocious cry just now. He couldn't say enough, but he just refused to let go of Lu Mian's hand.

Lu Mian said: "I will not go."

Song Huai raised his crying red face and complained aggrievedly: "You lie, and you said that you are waiting for me to ask questions. I... I ran 800 meters today, did 20 push-ups, and scored 20 in the college entrance examination. I ran to find you. You just...you just left."

There was no logic in the words of the sick person, but Lu Mian could barely understand it. Song Huai went to look for him when he left today.

"Last night...you didn't kiss me last night, and you pretended not to see me woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo hoo

Standing behind these two people, Doctor Zhou felt that he had heard something amazing.

Lu Mian didn't put his mind on Doctor Zhou. He stared at Song Huai with a deep gaze, his voice was hoarse, but he was extremely patient and gentle: "Sorry, how can you forgive me?"

Hearing Lu Mian's voice, Song Huai suddenly stopped crying, his face flushed with tears, his nose flushed, and his apricot eyes were so round that there were still tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at him like this.

He blinked his eyes twice, and he looked a little bit shy.

Lu Mian was suddenly blessed to his soul. He turned his head and glanced at Doctor Zhou who had been speechless and shocked by his rare patience and gentleness: "You go out first."

No matter how curious Doctor Zhou was, he didn't have the guts to defy Lu Mian's order to stay.

Once the door was closed, only Song Huai and Lu Mian were left in the room.

The wall lamp light in the room was warmer, falling in Lu Myanmar's eyes, like bright stars being blown by the warm wind.

Lu Mian's expression was particularly serious. He lowered his head and kissed Song Huai's forehead for the first time.

The second time, he kissed the tip of his nose.

His fingers gently rubbed Song Huai's lips, and then Lu Mian seemed to chuckled lightly.

Song Huai wasn't sure if it was an illusion, he was already confused anyway.

Although Song Huai was coaxed by Lu Mian, he still cried a lot when the needle was pierced into the skin.

He was afraid of injections since he was a child and was dizzy when he saw the needle. Lu Mian kept holding him in his arms, coaxing him attentively, urging his eyebrows over and over and said, "Alright?"

Doctor Zhou was sweating from his sharp eyes: "It's coming soon."

"This injection is effective quickly, but there may be side effects."

"What side effects?"

"Generally, patients will experience thirst and fever, but there is no major problem. Just sleep."

After sending Dr. Zhou out.

Lu Mian returned to the room, Song Huai kicked the quilt to the bottom of the bed again, twisting and shouting like a fish.

Lu Mian picked up the quilt and hugged the person.

Song Huai kept struggling: "It's hot, it's hot. Dudu is going to be hot, oh oh, Dudu wants to drink water."

When Lu Mian poured a glass of water and helped Song Huai get up to drink, the other party refused to open his mouth properly.

Not a drop of the water was drunk, but a lot of it was spilled on the sheets.

Song Huai was still making trouble: "Dying to death of thirst."

Lu Mian looked at the water cup, his face was a bit stern, he thought about it for a while, and then glanced at Song Huai, who was crying and reddening all over his body.

Then, Lu Mian drank a glass of water by himself, held Song Huai in his arms, then lowered his head and gave him the water with his mouth.

The author has something to say: Dr. Zhou: I should be under the car

Column pre-collection "When a cannon fodder male partner was hit by the same humanities" for collection!

Chu Mingyao became a cannon fodder in the heartthrob.

The biggest fun of the day is to appreciate the protagonist's Shura field and write them on the spot.

Until one day, Chu Mingyao was hit by the fan system and was forced to walk on the fan story he wrote.

then

Chu Mingyao slammed the domineering president, blushing, and said, "Take me off, you grisly little fairy!"

Ba total attack one:? ? ?

Kicked over the school tyrant and said, "Call, call Dad!"

School Domination Attack Two:? ? ?

A hand that pressed the three-playing piano, squatted and said: "I think your hand is suitable for doing something else."

Piano Prince Attack Three:? ? ?

·

small theater.

On a dark and windy night for a month, Chu Mingyao blocked the protagonist in a dark alley.

"Scream, no one will come to rescue you if you break your throat!"

He provoked the protagonist’s chin easily: "Damn man! I seem to fall in love with you."

The protagonist lifted his eyelids and pressed him against the wall with his backhand: "What a coincidence, so am I."

Chu Mingyao:? ? ?

·In the early stage, tens of thousands of people disliked cannon fodder, and all the members in the later stage are really fragrant.

·Glyph of Wu Litou Dog Blood Sand