Times of Our Lives

Chapter 18:

For students, the most painful is the analysis papers after the mid-term exam. Starting from the second year of high school, everyone's grades will no longer be limited to one school, but they will look at the whole province.

Xie Meng's science papers are almost templates for the teacher's analysis, so he can only fight with Zhuo Xiaoyuan to see a table.

"How did you do that?" Zhuo Xiaoyuan calculated next to the wrong question: "The formula I inserted is obviously right."

Xie Meng took the pen: "The order is wrong, first the brackets."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan lowered his head and waited for him to finish, then suddenly whispered: "Your earrings ... were sent by Ji Qinyang?"

Xie Meng covered his earlobe subconsciously, and he looked up at Zhuo Xiaoyuan.

"Relax, you can't see it if you are not close." Zhuo Xiaoyuan's expression was indifferent: "Not to mention that you are a good student, and the teacher is very relieved about you."

"..." Xie Meng slowly put his hand down: "Thank you ..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan dismissed his lips and said, "When did you start?"

Xie Meng thought for a while: "It's been over a year."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan snorted: "No wonder he was so positive about scum at that time, and his feelings were not good."

Xie Meng frowned: "I did it myself, he didn't force me."

"Okay, you know, don't show affection." Zhuo Xiaoyuan's expression was disgusting. He was silent for a long time, don't open his face stiffly, "If he dares to force you, I will not let him go."

Xie Meng laughed, thinking for a long time, can only return a thank you.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan ignored him.

The two remained silent for a long time, and Xie Mengcai heard the boy awkwardly say, "Isn't he a lot of girlfriends before ... you need to pay attention."

Xie Meng: "..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan frowned: "If he cares again, you can't bear it, you must first ..."

"then……"

"At last……"

Xie Meng: "........."

"..." When approaching the gate of the school, Ji Qinyang reconfirmed again: "You listened to a whole lesson?"

Xie Meng sighed: "How else can you cover his mouth and let him not say?"

Ji Qinyang's expression was unpredictable: "... He knows it quite well."

Xie Meng's feeling is also complicated: "It feels like an extra maiden."

Ji Qinyang hooked over his shoulder: "Your mother-in-law has a lot."

Xie Meng: "?"

Ji Qinyang touched his nose: "Qi Fei also saw it."

"..." Xie Meng: "Did you know?"

Ji Qinyang smirked and said, "It's still a little difficult with his IQ."

Xie Meng couldn't help but laughed, Ji Qinyang looked at him, and suddenly went up to kiss the boy's lips.

"... is still in school." Xie Meng pushed away the opponent's forehead, his eyes helpless, but not much blame.

Ji Qinyang didn't care much about Xie Meng's shoulders. He took off the earphones on his neck and snapped them onto the boys' heads. The gradually familiar melody added new lyrics. Xie Meng listened for a while and turned to look Ji Qinyang: "Not finished yet?"

Ji Qinyang followed the rhythm of the hum, and raised his eyebrows earnestly: "The best is to take your time."

After the awns were planted, the weather gradually became hotter. The summer in Suzhou was less windy and rainier. The sun was noxious at noon, and it covered a large area of green land on campus.

Xie Meng checked the examination papers and looked up out of the window. The fan in the classroom was spinning the dull air, and the sound of cicadas was faint behind the leaves.

After the last course was finished, Zhuo Xiaoyuan was lying on the desk with his whole body. Xie Menggang packed his schoolbag and saw Ji Qinyang standing at the back door.

"Every day I come to torture a dog" Zhuo Xiaoyuan held his head depressed and said, "You are enough ..."

Ji Qinyang took a "dog's head" as he passed by, and Qi Fei, who followed him, mocked and said, "You are not used to it, my brother is calm."

Xie Meng asked: "Where is the bar?"

Ji Qinyang took his schoolbag: "Han Dong is here. Let's take a seat first. He will come later."

Xie Meng didn't understand what Han Donglai was doing. Qi Fei glanced at him: "It's been from the age of helping the goddess Rourou ... I haven't seen anyone who is so silly about falling in love, even if I write a letter, I need to find a middleman As a postman, China Post is indeed unreliable. "

This is the first time in so many days that Qi Fei took the initiative to speak with Xie Meng. After knowing his relationship with Ji Qinyang, the other party ’s attitude has obviously become awkward. Even if the corridor meets a few days ago, Qi Fei will deliberately avoid Take a detour.

Ji Qinyang brushed Xie Meng's shoulders indifferently, and said lightly, "Don't care about him, you can figure it out by being silly."

Xie Meng: "..."

Several people waited for the bar at the dessert shop near the school, Ji Qinyang and Zhuo Xiaoyuan went to the front desk to order, and Qi Fei sat opposite Xie Meng and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Why ... I didn't mean to discriminate against that." Qi Fei scratched his head anxiously: "After all, Ji had always been looking for a girl before" He glanced at Xie Meng's face and muttered, "You Although it looks good, it's so handsome ... it's all a man. "

Xie Meng was speechless for a long time, and finally could only say thank you.

"Thank you for what you did, and I didn't praise you." Qi Fei said, "Ji Boss is fine, we are still brothers."

Xie Meng nodded with a smile: "We have always been brothers."

Qi Fei twisted in his seat and couldn't help but get a little proud of gossip: "But I really didn't expect that the boss would be carried in your hands in the end, and the junior high school Yin Luoxue didn't get it. Alas, at that time, it was really, crazy Longdee, successor to successor, the boss of Ji has almost no ancients and no future. "

"..." Xie Meng's smile meant unknown: "Is it?"

Qi Fei proudly swaggered: "Not ..."

"What is it?" Ji Qinyang interrupted behind Qi Fei. After paying the money, he asked Xie Meng with a raised eyebrow and smiled: "What do I say?"

Qi Fei turned his neck stiffly: "..."

"Say your past." Xie Mengwen said gently.

Ji Qinyang: "?"

Xie Meng's expression was unshakable: "The mad bee and wave butterfly, the former servant succeeded, and there was no ancient one and no one came?"

Ji Qinyang: "..."

Xie Meng looked at Qi Fei: "Is there anything else to say?" He patted the seat next to him: "Ji Qinyang listen to me?"

Qi Fei: "........."

Han Dong watched Zhang Gangbang almost jumped towards himself, the boys on hot days were sweating, the baby's face was tanned and flushed, and he almost fell when he ran to him.

"..." Han Dong stared blankly at each other: "Hello."

Zhang Ganpan breathed out greetings: "You, hello ..." He wiped his sweat, his expression tense and excited: "What about the letter?"

Han Dong slowly took out a pink envelope from his bag: "What about you?"

Zhang Leng quickly hurriedly passed over his own writing, not forgetting to tell him, "Don't watch it."

Han Dong paused with a letter in his hand. He glanced at the bar and gave a cold, hum.

Zhang Gang couldn't wait to open the soft letter. He looked at Han Dong with caution, carefully holding the letter paper in his hand and hiding it.

Han Dong: "..."

Zhang Lianba was still not assured: "You turned your head over."

Han Dong took a deep breath and turned around for a long time. About five minutes later, Zhang Lianban was satisfied that he turned back.

"Read it?" Han Dong sneered dismissively: "You ..."

"Do you know what Rourou said to me?" Zhang Lianban interrupted him excitedly, and the boy looked like a layer of pink bubbles floating from head to toe at this moment.

Han Dong froze. He was infected by the girlish atmosphere of the other side, and he couldn't say anything awkward. He took a long time to stiffen and said, "What did you say?"

Zhang Lianhe laughed for a long time, and when Han Dong was obviously impatient, the boy asked seriously, "Do you want to know?"

Han Dong narrowed his eyes coldly: "Whether you say it or not."

Zhang Gang grinned, "Hey, I won't tell you ~"

Han Dong: "..."

Since none of them had visited the martial arts hall during the exam, several martial arts masters came to say hello to Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang.

"It's late." Master Li and Sanda Ji who taught Sanda made a few moves. Xie Meng changed his clothes and smiled. "Just give me the spare key. I'll lock the door."

Master Li certainly has no opinion, he told him not to play too late and left.

Ji Qinyang changed the martial arts clothes directly in the field, Xie Meng split a horse and pressed his legs, and hooked his hands across the soles of his feet, his face was almost against his knees.

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow. He squatted □□ and reached out to touch the boy's waist. Xie Meng glanced at him, and suddenly his legs were cut, one turned, and he sat sideways.

"Hide what?" Ji Qinyang laughed. He followed, and Xie Meng tripped his legs. The boy pulled his arm and pulled hard before he could keep his balance.

"..." Ji Qinyang was lying on his back, Xie Meng rode on his waist, and looked down at him.

The boy was wearing a black satin jersey, and because of the large collar, a large, white and tight chest appeared when he fell down.

Xie Meng frowned, as soon as she lowered her head, she saw Ji Qinyang's lower body pressed against his hips.

"..." Xie Meng Renjun couldn't help but: "You are really dishonest."

Ji Qinyang held his waist and didn't feel shy, and his smile was very shy: "I can't be honest with you."

Xie Meng squinted, Ji Qinyang's hand had slid to his hip, rubbing a bit rudely, Xie Meng licked his lips, Ji Qinyang stared at the expression on the other side, could not help but support his upper body to kiss him.

Xie Meng leaned back, holding Ji Qinyang's shoulders with one hand, and pressed back firmly to the ground.

Ji Qinyang's breathing was quick: "Hurry up ... kiss yourself."

Xie Meng was unmoved: "Apart from Sun Tian and Yin Luoxue, who else?"

"..." Ji Qinyang's eyes were innocent: "How can you believe that Qi Fei's mouth?"

Xie Meng smiled lightly, he suddenly reached out and touched Ji Qinyang's lips, stood up and walked toward the door.

Ji Qinyang looked at the boy with a question mark and locked the stadium door.

Xie Meng turned back and sat on his knees next to Ji Qinyang's leg.

Ji Qinyang: "?"

Xie Meng's face was a little red. He unfastened his belt and tied Ji Qinyang's eyes: "Don't take it down."

Ji Qinyang didn't move. He could feel Xie Mengla's own trousers, the palms of the boys were wet and cold, and the soothing movements were not skilled enough. The painful pain caused him to subconsciously raise his hand to touch it, but he ran into Xie Meng's hair.

"..." Ji Qinyang tore off his blindfolded belt, and the picture in front of him almost stimulated him to fail.

Xie Meng buried his entire face between his legs and helped him awkwardly.

Probably for the first time, Xie Meng's technique can be described as a wolf howl. He tried hard to **** Ji Qinyang's big **** / gut, and occasionally licked the horse's eye to taste the salty taste. Qin Yang was still able to control at first, but he couldn't help it later, urging to encourage the general to rub the back of Xie Meng.

Xie Meng took a deep breath, some more inside, Ji Qinyang snorted comfortably.

The **** made Xie Meng's eyes faintly reddened. He raised his eyes to look at Ji Qinyang, and the other side looked down at him. The moment the two eyes were opposite, Ji Qinyang shot.

"Ahem ..." Xie Meng didn't take precautions. When it was withdrawn, it was too late, and many sprayed on his face. He reached out and wiped it to prevent the essence / liquid from getting on the floor.

Ji Qinyang took off his shirt and covered Xie Meng's head.

"..." Xie Meng awkwardly said: "Don't wipe it ... it's clean."

Ji Qinyang stopped, and he hugged Xie Meng across his clothes to prevent him from looking at his expression.

Xie Meng said with a laugh: "I'm so bad?"

Ji Qinyang sullenly said, "It's not because of this."

"Why is that?" Xie Meng asked.

Ji Qinyang stopped looking away: "Can't I be shy?"

Xie Meng laughed, Ji Qinyang looked at him, and kissed the boy's lips.

"I'll be taking music theory in a few days."

"Yep."

Ji Qinyang said: "Shangyin's recommendation letter has been sent. Alto will also have an interview in October."

Xie Meng touched his hair: "Go then."