Lovely Allergen

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(Originally, I wanted to pull the lights, but you guys all went straight to the car door. Seeing your comment area line up to get on the car with confidence, I am really embarrassed to play with (?) Everyone, so I wrote the spanking for the first time in my life ( Ah, with some cute reminders, I remembered that Xiao Pei also spanked, but only twice(?))... and the longer you write... Song Yu, you are too good.

Although it was an unplanned car, it was unexpectedly better than before (it’s self-selling and boasting), I feel that Xiaoyu’s image has been plumped)

[Spanking warning, blindfold warning]

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Before Le Zhishi had understood Song Yu's meaning, he was turned over.

A pair of white legs in the cold air.

He did not resist this. Since returning to school, except for a while in the woods last time, they have rarely even embraced. In the two mountains of competition and moot courts, on the most tiring days, Lezhishi only slept for four hours a day, and Song Yu was all in the chaotic and unstable sleep.

He occasionally went back to Song Yu in his sleep when he was hiding and he thought he didn’t understand, but Song Yu in there understood his heart earlier, so he would hug him and let him cry before Lezhishi cried. Stand on tiptoe, kiss enough for a whole dream, like the happyending that a good love story should have.

Le Zhishi really longed for Song Yu's closeness, and he firmly believed that he was better than Song Yu and wanted, so he never refused, but the shame still forced him to struggle a little bit, and finally got further treatment.

Song Yu took out the blindfold he used to wear when sleeping alone, and put it on Lezhishi.

"Don't take it off, otherwise I won't hug you or kiss you."

These two points are too deterrent for Le Zhishi, he is very eager for Song Yu's hugs and kisses, as if these are the necessities for his survival. So Le Zhishi didn't dare to move, but pitifully called his brother and asked him in a low voice, "Are you really going to hit me? Where are you going to hit?"

In the darkness, he couldn't wait for Song Yu's answer, and was pulled a bit. What made him feel fortunate and safe was that he seemed to be dragged into Song Yu's arms.

There was almost a picture in Le Zhishi’s mind. Song Yu should be sitting next to the bed at this time, and he was probably like a well-behaved puppy, lying on the owner’s lap, lying in his arms, waiting for the owner to caress. His furry back.

but it is not the truth.

What he waited for was Song Yu's slap, neither light nor heavy, on his buttocks.

Le Zhishi yelled almost defenselessly, and was a little dumbfounded by the beating. When he landed on his **** the next time, he was ashamed and surprised, and called Song Yu's name, begging him not to spank.

"You said you want me to come back. Isn't it the same everywhere?"

Song Yu's tone always sounded cold, and there was an irresistible feeling in his speech.

"Brother..." Le Zhishi buried his head on the soft quilt, listening to the loud sound of his palm slamming on the soft flesh, he had never been treated like this before, even as a child. For the first time in his life, the well-behaved Le Zhishi was "disciplined" in this way.

His upper body is still intact, and the elevated body temperature in his sweater makes Lezhishi hot and sweaty, but his lower body only has a pair of thin cotton underwear, and there is nothing else. He was unwilling to lie down and twitched on Song Yu's legs. The insecurities brought by the darkness made him feel emptiness and dissatisfaction in desire. Song Yu's strike force was actually not great. , But the frequency is uncertain, he doesn't even know when the next slap will fall.

So every time he slapped, in the crisp applause, the restless Lezhi would scream out with trembling at the base of his legs.

"No sound is allowed."

He heard Song Yu's stern instructions, rubbing his soft flesh with his palm, and his voice got closer. He thought Song Yu probably bent down and pressed it to his ear. In the vast darkness, hot and humid breath sprayed his side face.

"If I hear it, I will hit harder."

Le Zhishi mumbled quietly, feeling that Song Yu was so close. He turned his head to kiss him, but Song Yu pinched his chin.

"Baby." Song Yu's voice was low, cold and eager, "You are really bad."

When Lezhishi was unprepared, he slapped him on the **** again.

"Hmm..." His chin was loosened, but his arms were cut behind his back, and Song Yu pressed his wrist to the end of his spine.

Le Zhishi even subconsciously began to beg for mercy. He was soft and white, like a water snake that was so slippery that he couldn't hold it, "Brother, I'm good, don't hit me."

"Are you good?" Song Yu's hand brushed the raised butterfly bone on Le Zhishi's back, and slowly rubbed his ribs downward. People always talk about sensuality, but he thinks that Lezhishi can seduce people even with bones.

"I force you to eat well every day, where does the meat grow?"

He did the most lustful action, but he conducted paternalistic questioning, which made Lezhishi feel even more ashamed, and he couldn't say anything in a sentence, "I..."

Song Yu's hand gently patted Lezhishi's red buttocks, making it tremble and shake like soft pudding.

"Your meat grows here." He clenched Lezhishi's buttocks in one hand, rubbed it hard, and groaned with pleasure when he kneaded Lezhishi.

"Is it so long on purpose? Huh?"

"No." Lezhishi felt hot and wronged. Song Yu's words were completely unreasonable, "I...I... why should I grow here?"

He felt that Song Yu grabbed the thin and thin underwear fabric, swayed it left and right, stuck in the crevices between the full buttocks, and the touch in the dark was magnified countless times, and he could almost feel his **** wrapped in it. The piece of fabric was slightly wet and sticky to the skin, cool.

Another slap was slapped down, and the whole body was trembling when Lezhi, the pores trembled, and the pleasure squeezed from the bones passed so little pain.

"Because it's so fucking." Song Yu whispered dirty words.

This body is absurd and erotic, just spanking, the horse's eyes leaked sexual fluid. With his arms twisted behind him, he rubbed Song Yu's legs impatiently, looking like he was struggling, but in fact, the flesh on his chest had been **** Song Yu's legs through the sweater.

"When Lezhi, you were wet." Song Yu showed his desire coldly, "it's also hard."

Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu even spoke as if he was having sex. He could only listen to Song Yu's voice to reach a climax. The spanking made him limp, and he was so soft that he could hardly begging Song Yu for himself, saying that he liked him so much, all kinds of nice and sweet words came out from the slightly opened pink lips, even the looming tip of the tongue. All seduce.

"Is it so comfortable?"

"Um..." Le Zhishi tilted his head to reach Song Yu's sitting upright body, and bit his shirt with his mouth, like a puppy begging for caress.

"Take it off by yourself." He released the hand holding Lezhishi's wrist and ordered.

Le Zhishi was a little confused and pulled the end of the sweater with his hand, but Song Yu slapped him again, and his whole body trembled.

"Underpants." Song Yu said.

Le Zhishi got up from Song Yu awkwardly, and did not touch the blindfold very obediently. He knelt on the bed in the darkness, pinched the edge of his underwear and fell down. The exposed **** and buttocks were all pink. The powder and dampness that came out of the meat was still vaguely imprinted with the mark of Song Yu's palm. He still wanted to get closer to Song Yu, but he didn't realize that he was at the bedside and almost fell down with an unstable center of gravity, but Song Yu pulled him a bit faster and pulled him onto him.

"Good baby." Song Yu gave him a rewarding kiss, which was very clean and kissed on his cheek. But Le Zhishi felt that it was far from enough. He couldn't see anything. He wanted to kiss him but couldn't kiss, so he touched it casually and touched Song Yu's stiff lower body.

He thought, if Song Yu wanted so much like himself, maybe he wouldn't be tortured.

So Le Zhishi leaned down facing Song Yu, collapsed on his own without being taught, and pushed up his butt, which was similar to the posture of just spanking, but this time he was not lying on Song Yu’s lap and waiting for punishment. Or reward, but buried his head between his crotch, fumbled and opened the zipper, took out the entwined genitals, and put it in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Song Yu grabbed his slightly longer hair, letting Le Zhishi not catch it.

Le Zhishi used that purest face to say the most seductive words, "Brother, I want to eat."

He is not very good at it, but he worked hard enough to hold Song Yu's stuff deeply, wrap it with the soft flesh in his mouth and tongue, and use his fragile throat to squeeze and flatter him. With this innocent and devoted attitude, it is hard to tell who is **** whom. Song Yu gasped in a low voice, and rubbed Lezhishi Hunqiao’s buttocks in an **** manner, which made him feel more encouraged. He swallowed his **** to the point where he could no longer swallow, whimpered in his mouth, and spoke vaguely about his brother It's so big, it's big again.

Lezhishi is beautiful, clean, and treats everyone like an angel. But no one knew how he could kiss enough, and he had to hold him like he was skin hungry. No one had seen his flushed face and asked Song Yu why he didn't get in.

Under these appearances, only Song Yu possesses the key to the conversion of Lezhishi.

Suddenly, Lezhishi felt that his hot buttocks were stained with something cold and sticky, followed by the acupuncture point, and he hummed, but Song Yu hit his **** and put his finger into the acupuncture point, "Han Go deeper."

Song Yu’s pessimism always makes him think of the past and the future when he is closest, think of so many moments when he wants to kiss but can’t kiss, think of pure music knowledge, after falling in love with a certain girl one day, he will be because How cute and charming love has become.

Maybe he will still be injured, and will come back to him and cry. But what he begged for should be a clean comforting hug, not dirty, primitive sex.

But fortunately, those are only fantasies hidden in sleepless nights. Pandora's box did not open and was taken away by Lezhi.

He only said the word love to Song Yu, only because of his sadness and pain, he would think about death over and over again for him.

"Well……"

Lubricant and Song Yu's fingers opened his body, but he felt that his intestines were wet, and his whole body was wet and sticky, desperately sucking Song Yu's fingers. While being **** by Song Yu's fingers, he pressed the back of his head and **** his throat with a **** organ. Both up and down made embarrassing thrusts and sounds of water.

"Brother..." He spit out a little, "It's too big to hold..."

Song Yu’s **** were against the prostate, and his slender waist was trembling. The **** dangled on Song Yu’s legs and wet his pants. Song Yu’s pleadings and moans were thrust into his throat. Can't get out, it sounds pitiful. Song Yu was severely stuck in his delicate little throat, frowned, poked and rubbed the sensitive spots, and shot Le Zhishi with his hands.

He wanted to scream during orgasm, and his throat tightened, so Song Yu also ejaculated. When the thick **** choked with joy, he blushed and withdrew, his elongated tongue was attached to a long translucent mucus. He swallowed it subconsciously, then fell on Song Yu's lap and coughed. Song Yu's **** were still big after the shot. The mucus on the front of Lezhishi's face was attached to Lezhishi's lips. It looked slimy, not in a hurry, and very messy.

Song Yu gently touched his back and said sorry when he coughed, as if this handsome pair of skin had switched from a demon to an angel's soul. Le Zhishi was picked up and held by him, and kissed tenderly, exchanging **** and saliva with the tip of his tongue. From tender kiss to roughness, the tip of the tongue was entangled and the base of the tongue was aching. When he kissed Lezhi, he begged him to come in again.

"Brother, I want it, hurry up..." Wearing a blindfold, he just begged Song Yu with his mouth open, his lips were red and swollen, full of traces of being ravaged.

Song Yu didn't let him hug him. He asked him to lie on his stomach and slowly stab in from behind. Lezhishi seemed to be born with this kind of thing. If Song Yu hadn't grown up with him since he was a child, he would even think he was a man of battle. He’s veteran, that’s why he pushed his **** and collapsed his waist as soon as he inserted it, and showed him his beautiful spine groove and waist. He yelled so nicely, "Brother, it’s so full...it’s too full, I can’t stand it... "

Thinking of this, he stabbed more and more fiercely, raised his hand and slapped Lezhishi's red and swollen buttocks, "The swelling is still so tightly clamped."

"Like you, Song Yu...Song Yu, I like you so much."

As long as Lezhishi showed love, Song Yu knew that Lezhishi was Lezhishi, the one who only loved him from childhood and only looked at him. He once sorrowfully kissed Lezhishi hundreds of times in his dreams, hugged and mingled with him, and possessed him in such a self-comforting way.

But this moment is real.

"No...too fast..." Le Zhishi's face was buried in the quilt, sobbing as if he was crying, and he couldn't even tell whether Song Yu was beating him or **** him. .

"Then slower." Song Yu's waist moved more slowly, and the upturned front end grinds the prostate one by one, shaking like sieve chaff when looking at Lezhi, moving his waist back, and actively using the back acupuncture points. Going for that thing, and saying, "Uncomfortable, hurry up..." Song Yu couldn't help but pinch his hip, "When you were Lezhi, you were so hard to serve."

Le Zhishi was trapped in a greasy whirlpool, and in the vast darkness he could only feel Song Yu's fierce thrusting and the increasing pleasure in his body. His intestines and lower abdomen were sour and numb, his sweater was soaked in sweat, and he kept shaking, from begging for quickness to begging for mercy, until finally he was slurred and gasped in confusion, without knowing what he was talking about.

"I want to... uh... brother, brother Xiaoyu... I, I... are going to die..."

Song Yu pressed on him and rammed into the messy tunnel faster and faster, digging the gland points, "Lezhishi, did you think about this cause of death when you left your last words? Huh?"

Lezhishi's mouth opened and closed, and he could only breathe, almost the same as the one below. He was able to get a physical fear of instinct. He stretched his arms as if he was surviving, crawling forward in the dark, trying to pull away by himself, but Song Yu cruelly grabbed his ankles, his waist, and took him He pulled it back, nailed it firmly on his body, and went in unscrupulously, as if he was going to the deepest place, to become one with Lezhishi.

"What are you running? Are you afraid of me?" Song Yu licked and kissed the back of his neck, and held his chin as if to please, turned his face around and kissed him tenderly, "Why should I be afraid? I love you so much. "

The softer his kiss, the harder he fucks.

In this contrasting sexual intercourse, the wave-like pleasure was overturned, drowning Lezhishi in it, being hugged with sweat, and being **** into hypoxia and excessive breathing. He became a broken bellows submerged in water, letting it pull.

Song Yu couldn't get a response from him, so he kissed his ear and pressed dryly, "When Lezhi, do you love your brother?"

I thought that Le Zhishi was already speechless, but when asked about this question, he actually nodded in his breath and said dumbly: "Love, love brother..."

Song Yu kissed his eyes through the blindfold, and found that the blindfold was almost soaked. He pulled it off. Lezhishi frowned because of photophobia. He half-squinted and cried until his red eyes. His pupils were still out of focus. Say love.

He loves Song Yu, this sentence can really be said to the death when he is happy to know.

"Baby, you are so good." Song Yu held his back softly and fiercely and **** him, happily and painfully shot out thin water, pink knuckles and slender fingers tightly gripped the bed sheet quilt , Yelled indiscriminately. It was already here, but he was still sucking in a hurry, and was still thinking, "Please...no more, brother..."

Song Yu shot him once in his mouth, not so easy to orgasm, stroking his soft flat belly, cruelly inserted, until he was hot again, exuding a lewd breath, twitching against his chest. He couldn't cry and couldn't shoot anything when he arrived, and finally couldn't help it, leaning on him like a well-dressed beast, breathing and gasping.

When the confused Lezhi felt that he was about to shoot, he touched Song Yu's arm and sobbed anxiously, begging him in a dumb voice, "Come in, brother, I want to..."

Song Yu couldn't hear him acting like a baby, and he stabbed a lot of times. The full glans was strangled by the hot and humid intestines, and all the viscous **** was shot into his body.

Le Zhishi fell down, except for his mouth open and panting, and there was no sensual powder on his bare skin. He felt that Song Yu hugged his wet self, touched him, kissed him the most tender, and called his name, as if confirming his existence and reality.

"Lezhishi."

Le Zhishi couldn't open his eyes, "...Brother." He didn't even have the strength to utter the repetition, and he was so fragile that he broke with a touch.

"I love you." Song Yu hugged him tightly. "Did you know?"

Le Zhi Shi shrank in his arms and nodded.

"Good." Song Yu didn't need him to respond, and kissed his eyelids and forehead cherishedly.

But the speechless Le Zhishi used the hand on Song Yu's back to slowly draw a non-standard love on his back, and then kissed Song Yu's chin, trying to respond to him.

The prostration and the deep lack of sleep made Lezhishi completely fall asleep.

Song Yu hugged him to clean up, soak in the bath, change the sheets, take him out, apply medicine, put him in pajamas like changing clothes for a baby, and then kiss his flushed cheeks.

He enjoys this process very much, and he has a feeling of decompression, as if he is playing some kind of task game, and he will feel very fulfilled in the end.

When Lezhi was asleep, he was slightly temperamental than usual, but he had a better temperament than when he was sick. Most of the time, it was the same as when he was awake. Ren Songyu fiddled with him. Lips, grunt a few times unhappily.

This kind of Lezhishi was cute and fun. Song Yu couldn't bear to sleep in the middle of the night. He played with him silently until Lezhi was really impatient and was about to be awakened. Then he said, "Good job." While hugging Lezhi, he touched his back to coax him to sleep.

Le Zhishi slept for too long in this sleep, and woke up once when he didn't know what time, his eyelids were severely swollen. He opened his eyes laboriously and saw that Song Yu seemed to be holding him, watching a movie with silent projection.

He wanted Song Yu to kiss him, but he was too tired, so he closed his eyes.

However, Song Yu kissed his face without reminding and requesting, so Le Zhishi went to sleep again very contentedly.

He really woke up because he was hungry and thirsty. He couldn't open his eyes, and he stretched his hands to touch everywhere. This time he didn't touch the empty quilt, and Song Yu directly stretched out to hold his palm.

"Enough sleep?"

Song Yu was sitting on the bed writing a thesis, and Le Zhishi leaned to his waist, trying to find a comfortable position.

"Still, do you still want to get out of bed?"

Le Zhishi suddenly remembered something, full of shame, weakly retracted his little head, put it back on the pillow, and stretched out his hand to set Song Yu's notebook crooked by him.

Song Yu laughed softly, and stretched out his palm to cover Lezhishi's small face, "I know I'm awake, it seems that I really woke up."

He pulled Lezhishi up and told him it was three o'clock in the afternoon. But Le Zhishi couldn't listen, closed his eyes and said that he didn't want to think about it, but when he opened his mouth, he was scared to cough.

"Drink water." Song Yu picked up the cup and handed it to his mouth.

Le Zhishi held the cup and drank a lot, then held the empty cup in a daze.

With a cry of his stomach, Le Zhishi was awakened, put his head on Song Yu's collarbone, and took his hand to touch his hungry stomach, using body language instead of words.

According to his expectation, Song Yu gently touched it, only to say, "Well, I touched it.

Le Zhishi frowned in doubt and raised his eyebrows, raised his head to look at Song Yu, and asked him what he touched with his eyes?

"Our baby." Song Yu said nonsense seriously, "Kicking your belly."

Le Zhishi opened his eyes wide and showed an expression of disbelief. After three seconds, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Song Yu's shoulders to try to wake him up.

Song Yu was indifferent like a robot, "It says in the book that you should rest in the early stages of pregnancy. When you are happy to know, calm down."

Le Zhishi felt that he was too funny and speechless, so he said to him with an agitated voice, "You calm down."

"I'm going to be a father, so I can't calm down."

Song Yu said with a paralyzed face.

Le Zhishi felt that he was helpless, and fell back onto the bed.

But although Song Yu seemed to be flooded in his brain, he made a delicious table for Lezhishi and brought it to the bed. There was a yellow chicken soup with ginkgo and egg dumplings. The steamed rice noodles were so fragrant that they melted in the mouth. There are fried pork with beans and scrambled eggs with fluffy whitebait.

Le Zhishi felt that he was really prosperous now, and he could actually eat in Song Yu's bed.

Fearing that Lezhi couldn't swallow it down, Song Yu soaked the rice softly in chicken soup before pushing it to him.

It was really hard to swallow, and his throat seemed to be rubbed with sandpaper. Lezhishi thought he would not try such a terrible thing next time.

Unless Song Yu begs him.

His waist was sore and weak, he leaned on after eating, Song Yu halfway through the meal, the phone rang, and it said Teacher Zhang.

"I'll take a call." He left the room with his phone, and closed the door. Le Zhishi was always very sensitive to Song Yu's emotions. He felt that his mood suddenly became unwell after seeing the call, so he was a bit unable to eat, so he drank a few sips of soup very slowly, and waited until Song Yu returned to him. Opposite, sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretched his feet to rub him.

"Don't move, the table is turned over." Song Yu said warmly, holding his toes.

When Le Zhishi was obedient, Song Yu let go, and he stretched his feet to Song Yu's knees, with his toes tucked between his knees and the quilt, feeling very safe.

"Do you still want to eat cake?" Song Yu had finished eating, raised his eyes and asked him, "I baked a cheesecake while you were sleeping."

Le Zhishi nodded quickly, finished the soup in the bowl, and prepared to welcome his cake.

My **** hurts, Lezhishi has been lying on his stomach for almost a day, and it feels uncomfortable. After watching an episode of anime, he sent a message to Song Yu that he wanted to go back to the dormitory to get his homework, and went to class directly from the apartment on Monday. Song Yu sorted out the data next to him, looked very gentle with glasses, turned his face and said to him solemnly.

"Don't go to class, take a break from school and have a baby."

For the first time in his life, Le Zhishi picked up the pillow and smashed it at Song Yu, and felt very comfortable.

They met Jiang Yufan who was about to eat out downstairs in the dormitory. Jiang Yufan recognized Song Yu first, and then he saw Le Zhishi waving at him.

"Lele." Jiang Yufan put his hands in his pockets, "I thought I was wrong from a long distance, why are you walking in such a strange posture."

Le Zhishi blushed, pursing his mouth without speaking.

"Aren't you sick?" Jiang Yufan looked at him and then at Song Yu, "Senior, why doesn't he speak?"

"He is over-exercising, his waist is sore, his legs are sore, and his throat is inflamed..."

Le Zhi, who wanted to stop Song Yu, panicked and stepped on him, and sent Song Yu [sorry] all the way.

Jiang Yufan left, Song Yu pinched his cheek with one hand, and his lips were squeezed by the flesh of his cheeks.

"Are you looking for punishment on purpose? Enjoy it?"

Le Zhishi blinked at him, then bowed his head and sent another one.

[Lele: The former is not the latter. ]

Song Yu really couldn't help him.

This week, Lezhishi almost lived in Song Yu's apartment. The excuse of illness is very useful. Jiang Yufan always sends him messages and cares about his throat, making Lezhishi embarrassed every time he responds.

Song Yu's birthday happened to be Friday, and they were called Huiyang and Qizhe for dinner by Lin Rong. Song Jin went back earlier than Song Yu and the others this time. After wandering around the kitchen of the restaurant, he felt unable to get involved, and chatted with a few guests, and finally returned to their family’s special box. There is nothing to do. Song Yu counted 22 long thin candles and put them on the table.

Le Zhishi took a bunch of caramel-colored multi-headed roses into the shop, and a few familiar guests greeted him.

"Lele is back? Where's your brother?"

"Behind." Le Zhishi went in and shouted Aunt Rong, then went into the kitchen and grabbed a little cherry tree with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Wash your hands, be good." Lin Rong squeezed the hand sanitizer into his hand and took his hand to flush. "Where is your brother?"

"Behind." There was too much juice in the little tomato, and Lezhishi almost choked himself when talking, and coughed a few times.

"Oh, you eat slowly, there are so many."

Le Zhishi washed his hands and ran away. As soon as he went out, he just hit Song Yu's chest. He took two steps back and was pulled by Song Yu and held his waist again. Lin Rong heard the movement and walked to the door of the kitchen, saw them holding them, and smiled and said, "I hold them together when they are old."

Le Zhishi quickly got out of Song Yu's arms with a guilty conscience, "I almost fell."

"Be careful." Lin Rong greeted Song Yu, "Xiaoyu came to wash her hands and **** newly developed soup by the way. It was absolutely delicious."

Le Zhishi took the opportunity to sneak into the box, and with Song Jin's help, he inserted and bought fresh cut flowers by himself.

"I knew you were buying flowers, and I should have bought a bunch of roses." Song Jin was a little upset, "You should ventilate with me earlier, or Xiao Rong will scold me later."

Lezhishi had expected it, and he took out a red rose from his big schoolbag again, "Dangdangdangdang! Uncle, I brought you this, Aunt Rong doesn't know."

Song Jin was very happy, and immediately gave Lezhishi a red envelope of two hundred yuan, which made Lezhishi earn one hundred and nine with tears and blood.

Lin Rong was very happy when he received the two bunches of flowers. Song Yu couldn't help but ridicule during the meal. He raised the cup and said calmly, "Let us celebrate Ms. Lin Rong's 22nd birthday. "

"Xiaoyu, why are you always like this!"

Le Zhishi smiled and fell to Song Jin, and Song Jin clapped him on the shoulder like a father.

"By the way, Xiaoyu," Song Jin said suddenly, "Today you Mr. Zhang talked to me and invited me to have a cup of coffee."

Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu and felt that he was upset very sensitively. He straightened up and silently clipped a fish fillet to Song Yu.

"Really?" Song Yu didn't seem to care. He lowered his head and touched the fish fillet with his chopsticks, but did not pick it up.

"It's also a coincidence." Song Jin smiled casually. "The company recently cooperated with your college on a project, and it happened to be your mentor. At first I didn't know that he was your teacher. Later, he invited me to dinner and chatted. Only after chatting did we discover that we have this fate."

Song Yu didn't speak, but Lin Rong was curious, "What did you talk about?"

"He told me about Xiao Yu's recent situation, and then talked about some life matters." After that, Song Jin looked at Song Yu, "Listen to Teacher Zhang, are you going to change direction?"

"Yeah." Song Yu nodded, "I have already thought about the direction of the graduate student. I can't talk about changing it. I just reported to him in advance that I would not follow him in graduate school."

"But what Mr. Zhang is doing now is related to Beidou, and the prospects are very good. He told me that now one of his students is in national defense and is very short of people." Song Jin is a traditional and decent man, and he is very concerned about national defense. It is a very promising future. I hope that Song Yu can also make some contributions to the country through his professional knowledge.

Song Yu didn't speak anymore. Lin Rong came out to make the rounds at this time, "Let the child choose by himself. From the beginning, let him choose by himself, so what can I worry about now."

Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu, then at Song Jin, and wanted to change the subject, "Uncle, what did you talk about in life just now?"

Song Jin said oh, and drank a sip of tea, "In fact, it doesn't matter. We chatted and talked. When it comes to children, Teacher Zhang raised a mouth to me and said that his daughter came back from the United States the day after tomorrow. If you don’t drive, the others don’t worry, they want Song Yu to help pick up the plane."