Little Love Song

Ning Er's hand is not small. At first glance, it is known that it is a boy's hand, but it is still a little smaller than ordinary boys.

Shao Bohan is very tall and his hands are very big. He held Ning Er's small and white hand. The soft and soft touch made a ripple in his heart, but only for a moment, his attention was attracted by a red dot on the ring finger of Ning Er's left hand. past.

"frostbite?"

Ning Er first shook his head and then nodded: "It's not frostbite, but it's probably two days away."

Yancheng is close to the sea, and Haicheng whistles over. It is colder in winter than in several other inland cities in the province.

Ning Er didn't know what Shao Bohan was going to do. He only saw Shao Bohan holding his hand for a long time and then walked out of the room. After five minutes, he returned with something in his hand. He pulled Ning Er's hand again, and Ning Er's cheeks were red, allowing him to take his own hand.

Shao Bohan opened his right palm, and Ning Er was surprised: "Ginger?"

Shao Bohan nodded, the piece of **** pressed against the frostbite on Ning Er's finger, and rubbed it gently.

"I checked the information a few days ago, and it seems that when frostbite is not fully recovered, it is useful to wipe my fingers with **** tablets."

Although the frostbite on the fingers is not completely formed, it is rubbed hard with ginger, and it also has a bit of spicy stiffness. Ning Er feels his fingers itchy, which is a sign of frostbite. He raised his head again, and saw Shao Bohan staring at his fingers intently, holding his hand tightly with one hand, and rubbing **** slices vigorously with the other.

After watching this for a long time, Ning Er shouted involuntarily: "Shao Bohan ..."

Shao Bohan didn't look up, he kept rubbing, and said, "This year, I heard that the minimum temperature seems to be a dozen degrees below zero. Your bedroom doesn't have air-conditioning, and you only need electric blankets. If it doesn't work, I will Just tell your mother to let you come to my house to sleep. "

Ning Er: "It's not that cold, last year was not a dozen degrees below zero ..."

"So you weren't cold last year?" Shao Bohan raised his head and raised an eyebrow.

Ning Er narrowed his neck.

Last year was really cold. The electric blanket was turned off, and after only half an hour of sleep, he was awakened by frost. Later, I went to turn on the electric blanket, but it was useless, but I could barely sleep. But it was hot underneath, and it was cool above.

The houses in the south are not as warm as the north, and the wet and cold in winter are like the bones of a cheekbone, which penetrates into the bone marrow.

If it was still so cold, Ning Er really wanted to come to Shao Bohan's house to sleep. But sleeping with Shao Bohan ...

Ning Er blushed and lowered his head so that the person in front of him could not see his expression.

Will Shao Bohan do something bad ...

In the warm room, Ning Er obediently did his homework. Shao Bohan did a while and then went to play the game. After playing for a while, he supported his face with one hand, and looked at Ning Er intently.

Ning Er was unable to focus on his homework.

But Shao Bohan wanted to see it that way, and Ning Er's face turned redder and redder. When Grandma Shao called them to eat together at noon, Ning Er could not help but say, "Can you stop looking at me?"

Shao Bohan asked: "Why can't I see you?"

Ning Er was a little unconvinced: "What do you think of me?"

Shao Bohan blurted out: "I think you look good."

Ning Er: "..."

Don't really reason with Shao Bohan, he is really unreasonable.

The winter vacation is only 20 days. Thankfully, this winter is not as cold as last year.

Ning Er didn't go to Shao Bohan's house to sleep.

Shao Bohan returned to Shanghai for a few days during the Chinese New Year. When Ning Er saw him again, he was about to start school.

At noon that day, Ning Er went to Shao Bohan ’s house again to warm up. Shao Bohan was sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone. Grandma Shao was not at home and he played unscrupulously. In addition to looking at Ning Er brightly, he was looking down at his mobile phone.

Ning Er could not read it, and kindly reminded him: "The test will start, Shao Bohan, would you like to review it again?"

"Okay." Shao Bohan lowered his mobile phone, sat down at the table, picked up a pen, and spread out the exercise book.

Ning Er didn't expect him to be so good and looked at him in surprise.

However, the next moment, as expected, Shao Bohan turned the pen with one hand, spread the blank exercise book generously on the table, looked up, and looked at Ning Er with a smile.

Ning Er: "..."

Brushing it, Ning Er lowered his head instead of looking at him, and concentrated on his homework.

But the hot sight of that man can be ignored casually.

Ning Er was distracted by him again. This time he made up his mind to make it clear that Shao Bohan was not allowed to look at himself like this.

Ning Er raised his head, and Shao Bohan asked in a low voice, "Have you missed me?"

Ning Er froze, staring at him dumbly, subconsciously "um".

Shao Bohan's face flashed a little surprise, then he couldn't help laughing. Ning Er was so ashamed that he didn't look at anyone, and then quickly lowered his head to prevent this person from seeing his own expression.

"Little ears ..."

"Little ears."

"Little ears?"

"Really ignore me?"

"I finally came back. You ignored me. I brought you a gift. Don't you want it?"

When he heard "gift", Ning Er was a little curious, but he buried his head and ignored Shao Bohan.

Shao Bohan looked at his little teased ear with regret. He pondered for a moment and suddenly shouted, "Ning Er."

Ning Er raised his head reflectively.

Shao Bohan rarely yelled at his name like this, and he yelled out all of a sudden. He wondered what was going on unconsciously.

Shao Bohan looked at him deeply, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

"I miss you too, little ears."

"brush--"

The sound of the chair pulling on the floor.

Ning Er raised his head, eyes widened, and Shao Bohan squeezed his fingers tightly. The man stooped and kissed his lips bowing. The kiss as soft as cotton candy was fleeting, and Shao Bohan gently kissed on Ning Er's soft lips to release him.

He raised Ning Er's chin and looked at his little ears still looking ashamed, as if he didn't know what had just happened, and he was still so adorable.

Shao Bohan couldn't help but raise his lips, and said hoarsely: "Little ears ..."

The next moment, another kiss was printed.

This kiss is no longer as simple as it was.

After a few days of separation, Shao Bohan had long missed the thoroughness. He pried openly Ning Er's teeth and sucked the fluid in the mouth fiercely. Ning Er's lips were kissed red and swollen and hot, even if he had been kissed many times, in the face of such crazy Shao Bohan, Ning Er could not fight. He responded awkwardly, but did not know that Shao Bohan felt his response and kissed him even more crazy.

Grandma Shao was not at home, and Shao Bohan was not afraid of anyone discovering it.

The two young teenagers embraced and kissed frantically, at first across the table, and then kissed on the bed.

There is still a bit of a sense, Ning Er's sweater was crumpled by Shao Bohan. He didn't expect that he was a kiss at first, but later he touched it. He was touched for a long time, but Shao Bohan did not take off his pants, but basically he just touched his belly. Ning Er was ashamed and embarrassed by him, but he felt a little excited and looked forward.

When he was going home, he would rather smooth his sweater and restore the clothes to their original appearance.

Shao Bohan took a large box and came over.

Ning Er thought of the gift he had said before, and was more curious in his heart, a little expectant, but pressed deliberately, just saying, "What is this?"

Shao Bohan laughed: "I didn't say I bought you a gift?"

Ning Er's eyes were bright, and he smoothed the sweater carefully, with a casual tone: "What's inside."

Shao Bohan: "I thought about it carefully. Buying a ring for you, it is impossible, it will definitely be found by your uncle and aunt. What clothes and schoolbags will I buy for you ... that's not OK, no reason, no reason. I know you are hard-working and hardworking. "

Suddenly Ning Er felt something was wrong.

Shao Bohan looked at him seriously and opened the box: "Well, I bought the college entrance examination review materials from the entrance of Fudan and Jiaotong University. You can review them."

Ning Er: "..."

If you want to break up now, you have no time! !! !!

Who would buy a gift for a boyfriend and would review the college entrance examination!

Ninger whistled back home with such a big box.

Ms. Ning really asked what he was. Ning Er was furious, but she couldn't show it. Her voice was aggrieved: "When Shao Bohan returned to Haicheng, he bought a lot of college entrance examination information. He bought one more, saying Give it to me. "

Mother Ning was very happy: "Xiao Han is really hard-working and hard to learn, so good, remember to buy a copy for you too. Xiao Er, thank you, Xiao Han, do you know? People are so good to you, and their grades are good. John is a role model! "

Ning Er was a little bit more fried.

Back in the room, Ning Er flipped all the college entrance examination workbooks out of the box, ready to throw them all into the trash bin downstairs one day.

When he turned to the last book and took out the exercise book, he found a pencil case at the edge of the box. Ning Er took out the pen case in surprise and opened it for a look.

A beautiful and beautiful black ballpoint pen lay quietly in a velvet ribbon, and the lamp illuminated the pen body, flashing a gorgeous light. There was also a small card in the box, and Ning Er opened it.

"Classmate Zhu Ninger:

The college entrance examination went well and the gold list was titled!

Zhao Fengde

Ning Er's breathing suffocated for a moment. He turned on his cell phone and checked the name Zhao Fengde.

The director of the Department of Journalism of Fudan University ...

Is Zhao Haicheng's father?

Ning Er could not help raising his lip corners, holding his fingers tightly around the ball-point pen, his eyes bent with a smile.

He didn't know the white hexagon star logo on this ball-point pen, nor did he know what Montblanc was. He couldn't even imagine how Shao Bohan asked Zhao Haicheng's dad to write this college entrance examination blessing for himself.

These are gifts from Shao Bohan, and knowing this is enough.

But for him, that person is the best gift.

The author has something to say: Shao Bohan: I am so good to Xiao Er, actually Xiao Er wants to break up with me? Not convinced!

Ning Er: I ... we can regroup after we break up!