Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi was suspicious of his answer, but he felt lack of oxygen at the moment and had no time to think, so he hugged Song Yu by the waist, lay on him for a while, waited until he was relieved, and raised his face again. He kissed his lips, and said quietly "Miss you very much" many times.

The environment was closed, and the bathroom was heavily perfumed. For fear of irritating Lezhishi's respiratory tract, Song Yu did not let him stay here for long. He kissed Le Zhishi's forehead, took off his trench coat and put it on him, and took him away.

As soon as he got to the street, the cold wind rushed up. Lezhishi wrapped Song Yu's trench coat and followed Song Yu into his car. As soon as he sat down, he asked directly: "Are you going back to the dormitory? Or to the apartment?"

Song Yu buckled his seat belt, "apartment, my roommates are still in Beijing."

Upon hearing this, Le Zhishi turned his body and put his hand on Song Yu's arm, "Then can I go? I want to go."

Song Yu didn't speak at all, and started the car. After a while, when he looked at Lezhi, "You really are not afraid of me at all."

He put the interrogative sentence as precise as a statement, as if he should be a little defensive when he is happy to know. After all, he just got out of control, regardless of occasion and location, even his own cleanliness.

"What are you afraid of?" Lezhi Shi was a little dazed, and added a few seconds later, "Oh, I'm still a little scared. When I was a child, I was afraid of you being angry. Although you don't lose your temper at me, you don't talk. I don't like it. You are sulking."

Not on a channel at all, Song Yu gave up. He always held the picture album when he saw Lezhi. He planned to give him the paper bag when he thought of meeting, but was completely forgotten because of an unexpected kiss. He took it out and handed it to Le Zhishi.

"You can fit it in."

"Is there anything else here?" Le Zhishi saw it before, and thought it was only for him to hold milk tea, and wondered how it was so big. Taking a look in the bag, he was surprised to find that there was a new sketchbook inside, which was made of gray-blue leather and also had a cheese pattern engraved on it.

"You bought it?" Le Zhishi was very surprised, "Great, I like this sketchbook very much." He touched the small cheese pattern on the cover, and asked Song Yu curiously: "Is this the logo of this brand? ?"

Song Yu said unclearly, "You can understand it this way."

"So cute." Le Zhishi said from the bottom of his heart, and hugged both the new sketchbook and the old one in his arms.

"Where is it cute..." Song Yu's tone became awkward.

Le Zhishi gave up on assimilating Song Yu's aesthetics and turned to ask about his participation in the conference in Beijing. Only then did he know that he had given up on the last day of group activities. The academic conference was over in the morning and he had bought the earliest flight back.

"You should go and climb the Great Wall with them." Le Zhishi was a pity for him.

"It's boring, I don't want to go."

It was getting dark quickly, and by the time they arrived at the apartment, it was almost completely dark. When Song Yu was parking, Le Zhishi suddenly discovered that there was no fragrance in the car, only a very light leather smell, which came from the seat, and the smell of Song Yu.

When taking the elevator, Song Yu asked him about the art festival, "How are your preparations?"

"Can I say it's normal?" Le Zhishi leaned on the elevator wall to look at him, "It's really not good."

Song Yu did not blindly encourage him like others, but asked him seriously why he felt so.

"I'm too unprofessional." When the elevator arrived on the floor, Le Zhishi shook his schoolbag and went out with Song Yu. "I have read a lot of books during the recent period, and realized that clothing design is so difficult and there are many professionals. Knowledge, my current level is that I can’t even distinguish the types of fabrics."

He sighed, "And my inspiration is now exhausted. The theme given to us in the primaries is lake. At first, I thought it was very simple. The lake was too common. Then I painted a lot and I was not satisfied at all, but the primaries are coming tomorrow ."

"You still have some time." Song Yu said as if he was the organizer, "The primary selection will not be very strict. As long as you can submit a complete design draft and ideas, there is no reason not to let you pass."

"Really? What about the back? I'm going to make clothes by myself..."

Song Yu swiped the card, opened the door, took off Lezhishi's schoolbag and placed it in the hallway, and put her hand on top of Lezhishi's head, "That's amazing, you are all a kid who can make clothes by yourself."

This sentence, coupled with his cold face and unwavering expression, has a strange sense of cuteness. It was like a robot complimenting its little master according to the procedure. Thinking of this, Le Zhishi couldn't help laughing and hugged Song Yu.

"You are so funny." He put his chin on Song Yu's shoulder.

Song Yu thought it was very strange, because whether it was "cute" or "fun", it was very inconsistent with him, but he still hugged Lezhi when he hugged him without notice. Zhishi yelled his brother in a panic and then put it down.

"what are you doing?"

"Not thin." Song Yu said to himself.

Le Zhishi laughed again, "It's only a few days now, how can you lose weight?"

Song Yu put his hand on his waist, his tone was very weak, "It feels like a long time."

Upon hearing this sentence, Lezhishi's heartbeat became a little bit messy.

Not knowing where the courage came from, he took Song Yu's hand and dragged him into the room. The curtains in the living room were not drawn, and the semi-dark space seemed to be dark blue, like another lake, they walked towards the soft sofa island. Le Zhishi released his hand, pushed Song Yu's shoulder a little, let him sit on the sofa, and sat on his lap.

In the dim space, he felt that Song Yu's eyes were a little puzzled. Le Zhishi took off the trench coat and hooked Song Yu's neck with his arm, "I always remember the kiss that was interrupted last time."

His voice seemed thin in the empty room, but it was too quiet here, even his breathing was very obvious.

"And I remember how I was interrupted, and I also remember that you were in pain afterwards, because we did bad things that might make your mother sad."

Le Zhishi's snort approached Song Yu, and his tone changed slightly.

"But I don't know why, I seem to like this feeling a little bit."

Song Yu felt very strange that this person who was blank with desires, at this moment, actually showed a weak and unskilled temptation.

"How do you feel?" He put his arms around Le Zhishi's waist.

"It feels like making mistakes with you." After Le Zhishi finished speaking, he lowered his head and approached, doing what he really wanted to do.

Song Yu's lips were a bit cold, but very soft, and Lezhishi's breathing was messed up almost instantly.

He tried to learn Song Yu’s method to become the active player, but he also felt that he was just putting his lips on his lips poorly, rubbing gently, or holding on. He even felt that he made Song Yu impatient because he took it. He hugged tightly and pressed his chest.

A sense of oppression appeared, and breathing became harder.

In this clumsy kiss, Lezhi called him "brother" intermittently, like a child full of attachment, but he gradually lost this short-term dominance. Song Yu leaned forward to reach the body he was hiding behind subconsciously. Le Zhishi's waist was wrapped, and his upper body almost bends back under the rising moonlight.

Song Yu’s kiss swallowed his breath like a lake, and the illusion similar to illness reappeared. He tightly grasped the cloth on Song Yu’s body, and when he leaned back, he staggered in a panic, struggling desperately to the surface like a drowning man. Trying to breathe.

So Song Yu's kiss shifted downward, leaving moist marks on his hot neck.

"brother……"

There was a cry, Le Zhishi turned around, hugged and placed on the sofa, his back sank into softness.

Song Yu just deceived him. In his vision, the sparkling lake outside the window suddenly fell on Song Yu's right eye and forehead, and the cool light floated ambiguously on his handsome face, like undulating thoughts. .

He is the lake that is about to swallow him.

Song Yu held the edge of the sofa with his hands, and was about to kiss, but he was suddenly stopped by Lezhishi, "I know!"

Seeing him like this, Song Yu paused suspiciously, seeing that his eyes were bright, and his expression had changed from the confusion of talent to vividness, as if something had been injected suddenly.

"Wait, brother, you get up first. I thought of a particularly good inspiration." He got out of the gap in Song Yu's arm, ran to the hallway, and after searching for a while, he returned with his picture album and pen.

"What's the matter?" Song Yu realized that his voice was a little dumb, so he cleared his throat.

"I know how this theme is expressed. It doesn't have to be the green lake when the weather is good. The lake in the dark is also beautiful." Le Zhishi was very excited and almost forgot that the collar of his sweater was pulled to the side. , A large area of ​​glowing white clavicle skin is still exposed.

Song Yu turned aside and didn't look. He even ran over specially and kissed Song Yu on the cheek as if he was very generous, "The lake on your face is so beautiful just now, it was that moment that inspired me. Thank you."

After finishing talking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly drew lines on the drawing paper by the light of the lake, and shared his thoughts with Song Yu, “I want to use a large area of ​​black and dark blue as the background color, the best is That kind of tulle fabric mixed with silver threads, the raised neckline creates a drowning effect, and silver accents."

Le Zhishi raised his head and looked at Song Yu, "I even thought about makeup. It's the scene where you were on me just now. You want that effect."

Song Yu nodded, as if a little dissatisfied, he squatted down in front of Lezhishi, broke his chin and forced him to kiss him, a bit fierce, and got up when Lezhishi didn't react. He turned on the light in the living room for him.

Seeing him picking up the windbreaker on the ground to leave, Lezhishi reached out and grabbed his calf, still staring at his own sketchbook, his tone was imperceptible and coquettish, "Where are you going?"

"Bath."

"You have to increase the temperature of the water before washing, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Song Yu somewhat suspected that he was deliberate.

Once the idea is opened up, Lezhishi's whole person is full of strength, and he quickly puts into the design.

He first drew a rough idea on the paper, then moved upstairs with the bag, sat down at the desk in the room, and concentrated on drawing the first draft with a board and computer. Although it was only a primary election at the college level, Lezhishi wanted to do his best and didn't want to fool around. According to the theme of [Lake], he painted five sets of designs, the main colors are low-light black, dark blue and dark cyan, and the shape of the gauze fabric expresses the feeling of water waves.

Song Yu came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, standing behind Lezhishi staring at the screen.

"How is it?" Le Zhishi freed up a hand to grab Song Yu's hand, but he couldn't touch it when he touched it, instead he was caught by Song Yu.

"Stop making trouble." Song Yu whispered.

Lezhishi felt that he was not making trouble, let alone "again". He squeezed Song Yu's hand and assured him: "Wait for me, I'll take a bath after painting."

This waiting lasted for a few hours, and when Lezhishi finished the coloring of the last set of design drafts, it was almost twelve o'clock. He turned around and found that Song Yu was already tired and fell asleep on the bed, so he lightly went to the bathroom downstairs, quickly finished the shower, and climbed into Song Yu's quilt.

As soon as he entered, Song Yu seemed to wake up, his brows wrinkled, making Le Zhishi a little frightened, but the next second he was hugged by Song Yu, who was dizzy in consciousness, and put his arms in his arms.

"It's finished..." Song Yu's voice was very vague and muffled.

"Yeah." Lezhishi kissed the skin on his neck, "Thank you for it, otherwise I will be finished tomorrow."

Song Yu responded vaguely, crossing the edge of his pajamas, touching the bare skin behind him.

"Do you still make a mistake?"

Le Zhishi's face suddenly burned, and his back was itchy, "Ah..."

Song Yu made a very soft sound from his nose, as if he was laughing. He touched Lezhishi's spine and said, "Go to sleep."

There was still morning class in the morning. Le Zhishi followed Song Yu and got up in the morning, and took his car to the school. After lunch, he revised his manuscript and made a PPT in a hurry.

The preliminary selection is the internal selection of contestants at the college level, and teams will participate in school-level competitions together. Therefore, the rules for the primary selection are relatively simple. You only need to submit a design draft, and you are not required to make a ready-to-wear garment. The primary elections for the Law School and Xinchuan School are both arranged on the 9th, which is also the same multimedia classroom.

The time for Xin Chuan College is from 2 to 4 in the afternoon, and for Law School is from 4 to 6 in the afternoon. Lezhi, who changed his PPT, couldn't stay in the dormitory, and came over at 3pm.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." The accompanying Jiang Yufan pinched Lezhishi's shoulder, "You can definitely do it. It's not easy to enter the hospital team, small case."

There are not only the two of them in the corridor, but there are also many law school students who came as early as Lezhishi. Song Yu couldn't come to accompany him because he had a class. Lezhishi glanced at the window, but he couldn't see anything, and the curtains were drawn inside.

"Let's give in." A voice came from behind, and when Lezhi listened, he subconsciously hid aside and pressed his back against the wall.

A boy wearing a trendy suit and orange translucent retro glasses walked past him with his chin, holding a set of hooded samples in his hand.

"Let me go in."

Seeing that man entered, Jiang Yufan sneered, "It's a crab, walk sideways."

"It's amazing..." Le Zhishi watched him enter the classroom all the way, and couldn't help feeling.

This person must not be easy. The primaries started at two o'clock and were late at three o'clock. He was not nervous at all, and he overfulfilled the requirements and made samples.

"What's so great about this?" Jiang Yufan grabbed Lezhishi's shoulder very shortly and shook him, "You are the best, you know!"

"He is quite strong." A girl from the law school next door said, as if she knew someone who had just entered. "My boyfriend is a new biography. He said that this person is the most famous of the new biography freshmen, called Xu Lin. He. Dad is a news anchor for the TV station, and my mother is a pretty well-known costume designer, so he can serve as a judge for our competition."

Jiang Yufan suddenly realized, "Hey, it's no wonder that the son is so proud."

The girl said again: "Yes, I didn't expect that he would also come to participate. It seems that this year's first prize is going to be reposted."

Seeing Lezhi stopped talking, Jiang Yufan bumped him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous."

"Well, I'm okay." Lezhishi didn't know why. He was in a hurry before last night, but now it seems that I'm feeling nervous again. I'm just a little curious about what everyone's work is like.

He took a piece of toffee from his pocket and threw it in his mouth to eat.

The sugar is finished, and the new pass primaries are over.

When the door opened, a group of people went out, and the boy named Xu Lin also came out, still taking the lead. This time his orange glasses were pushed over his head, his slender eyes were full of confidence, and he was chewing bubble gum leisurely, holding his sample suit as before.

There are quite a few people around him, and a short boy next to him is very complimenting him, "You see it directly into the hospital team, participating in the primary election is already saving face, and preparing so carefully is a reduction in dimensionality."

Xu Lin raised his eyebrows, and did not respond or comment on this remark, as if tacitly.

When passing by Le Zhishi, Xu Lin glanced at him more, walked over, and turned back. There was a commentary in Le Zhishi's mind for a while, staggering him to the classroom, and no one was looking at him at all.

"Hey."

Le Zhishi still didn't notice it, until someone bypassed him and ran in front of him, it was Xu Lin just now.

"Which school are you from? Law school?" Xu Lin asked.

Jiang Yufan didn't like his attitude, "Hey what, my classmates can't cry."

Le Zhishi had a good temper and nodded to Xu Lin, "Yes."

"Are you coming to this too?" Xu Lin looked up and down at Le Zhishi, "Is it a model? The model can actually not be used today."

He went to Lezhishi to observe from the side again, and nodded himself, "You have a good figure and three-dimensional features. The conditions are so good. It's a pity to be a model for law school... Or I hire you, you can be a model for me. ?"

Seeing that he is so confident, Jiang Yufan laughed in anger, "You have no one in the new biography. You ran to the law school to dig a corner, who is the one who wins?"

Completely misunderstood.

Le Zhishi looked at Xu Lin and said directly: "Classmate, you made a mistake. I am not a model. I signed up for a design competition."

The other person’s face changed, his face looked unbelievable, and he took off the orange glasses from his head and put it on, and then looked at him, “You’re not mistaken, isn’t the law school designed by anyone? The seedlings are placed in the design post."

"No one stipulates what the model is, or what the design is." Lezhishi smiled at him, "You are in the field of art, so you should be more tolerant than we are."

But this Xu Lin is also a strange personality. He clung to it, "You really don’t need to go. Let me tell you frankly, there are not many law schools that can do it, and it’s a waste of you to go to the design team. It’s not as good as that. Come to me, I promise, I will definitely let you shine when the samples are displayed."

Jiang Yufan was a little worried. Lezhishi was a well-known soft-eared root, and he would not refuse people in the first place. If he was really moved by this guy, it would be broken.

"Lele..."

Unexpectedly, Lezhi Shi himself spoke first. He untimely thought of what Song Yu said not long ago, and decided to take the first step to become a qualified adult.

"Thank you for your affirmation of my external conditions." His gentle words and a kind smile on his face made Xu Lin feel that his heart was moved, so he wrapped his arms around his chest with satisfaction, but the next sentence deviated from his imagination. .

"But I'm sorry, I still want to reject you. From the beginning, I entered the competition with the idea of ​​designing. If I can join the design team of our academy and contribute to it, it would be a great honor. Otherwise. Besides, I haven't considered other options."

Xu Lin had an expression of incompetence towards him on his face, and he almost rolled his eyes, but in the end he held back. But his chin is still raised, and he is still confident, "You will regret it."

"Will not."

Le Zhishi still smiled and shrugged.

"And I don't need others to make me shine, I can."