It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 11 Chapter 11

When moving to the dormitory, Shen Jiang helped him pack his luggage, drooping the corners of his mouth, a little bit reluctant.I used to feel comfortable when I lived alone, but I feel empty when I get back to being alone after being together day and night.

He Ming, who had a different painting style from Shen Jiang, picked up the suitcase, smiled until his eyes were narrowed into slits, crossed the road to see him off, and walked towards Ming Zhiyan's apartment.Teacher Shen's bad mood is only temporary, as long as he regains his position, Teacher Shen will definitely forget this little bastard completely.

Ming Zhiyan stood waiting at the door, facing He Ming's distorted face with a smile, he still winked when he saw him, as if the two of them had planned something out of conscience.

Principal Ming is an upright gentleman, he doesn't want to join forces with him, Qingming looks past this rascal, and looks at his little junior brother.

Yan Jing and Shen Jiang walked side by side, seeing Shen Jiang's reluctance, Ming Zhiyan suddenly felt like a villain who beat up mandarin ducks and robbed civilian women, and indeed did something utterly devoid of conscience.Thinking that he and He Ming are on the same front, and looking at He Ming again, he doesn't think he is wretched anymore.

"Xiao Jin, come and play with me when you feel bored. I'm free too, and you're the only friend."

He Ming is not happy anymore, I can't play with you, Teacher Shen?

Knowing that the words don't sound good to my ears, why would my junior brother be bored living with me?

"Would you like to play basketball?" Ming Zhiyan pushed the rigorous suitcase back to the room. In order to make the junior feel at home, Principal Ming did not hesitate to sacrifice his life.

Yan Jing originally thought that her future life would be a miserable situation of being supervised by a senior brother 24 hours a day, but she never thought that being a roommate with a senior brother would not be bad.His eyes lit up, and he felt that playing basketball alone was not exciting enough, so he ran to the balcony and shouted downstairs, "Old Shen! Can you play basketball!"

The sorrow on Shen Jiang's face disappeared, Xiao Jin just moved to a place to sleep, living so close, it was enough to play and shout together.

But as soon as the voice continued, everyone in the building heard it.After dinner, we were in a hurry, everyone ran to the balcony and shouted upstairs,

"Count me in!"

"I am coming too!"

Originally knowing that Yan just wanted to accompany the younger brother to relieve boredom, when he went downstairs to see, this battle was already worthy of a regular match.

A group of teachers walked to the playground mightily.

At this point, the students were killing time on the playground. Seeing the teachers holding basketballs on the court, the boys gave up the field to watch the teachers' skills. The girls who were strolling around also gathered around. After all, the school grass teacher and ordinary people are not close. The principals of the school are all present, and there is also a masculine and handsome man in military uniform, thanks for not looking at him.

When grouping into groups, He Ming drove Yan Jing and Shen Jiang into a group, knowing that Yan also wanted to go there, He Ming dragged him away, hooked his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Are you stupid, or someone will give you money if you win?" You award?"

Knowing that the words can be understood, gather the players together, "We will defend one-on-one, and I will be strict with the teacher."

He Ming followed closely behind, "I am against Teacher Shen."

Apart from himself and Shen Jiang, the other three people on Yanjing's side are physical education teachers, and their confidence has greatly increased, "Fuck them to death!"

If you shout the slogan loudly, you will be slowed down on the field.Shen Jiang was almost held in He Ming's arms, unable to shake him off, holding the ball passed by Teacher Wang rigorously, and wanted to dribble for a layup, but the senior brother behind him was guarded tightly, his back was pressed against his chest, and he turned around Body is difficult.Just as he was about to make a pass, Mingzhiyan reached out to steal the ball, and ran towards the opponent's rebound with the ball.

Yan Jing lost the ball and was impatient to chase it. Knowing that he dribbled the ball to the opposite court, his footsteps slowed down, and Yan Jing moved close to him and waved to grab the ball.Ming Zhiyan turned around, watched the little junior brother keep pounced on him, raised the corners of his mouth, dribbled the ball with his hand to dodge, and continued to hang him.

Rigorous like a kitten being toyed with by a cat teaser, anxious if he couldn't catch it, seeing that he knew he was going to pass the ball, he jumped on his body and overwhelmed him to the ground.During the intense exercise in summer, both of them were soaked in sweat and their short sleeves were wet. Through the thin clothes, they could feel the hotness and stickiness of each other's bodies.

Rigorously thinking about winning the game, he immediately got up, stretched out his hand and pulled Ming Zhiyan, "It's okay, brother."

The short-lived touch made people feel aroused and couldn't calm down the waves, knowing that the meaning of the words was not enough, "It's okay."

In an after-dinner entertainment match, He Ming and Ming Zhiyan's goal was pure, to build a deep relationship, unlike Yan Yan and Shen Jiang, who were so utilitarian and focused on winning.

Seeing victory in sight, rigorous and passionate, he yelled at Shen Jiang, "Old Shen!"

He Ming and Ming knew that the benefits of hugging and hugging were enough, so they deliberately released water to make them happy.Like a blind man, He Ming pretended not to see the slow ball thrown by Shen Jiang, knowing that there was no way to guard against it, so he stood still, admiring the rigorous lore that was about to be performed.

Yan Jing thought he was struggling in a fierce defensive game, and rushed to the basket when he received the ball.Mr. Yan, who was barely tall enough to slam dunk, bent his knees and jumped up for the team's victory, dunked forcibly, and sent the ball into the net.The whistle blew, and cheers broke out on the field.

The rigor of success immediately relaxed his mind, and as a result, he landed unsteadily, and his body fell to one side.Knowing that Yan rushed over to help him, but the distance was too far, it was still too late.

Yan Yan subconsciously supported the ground with his arms, and a dull pain spread from his forearm to his whole body.He gritted his teeth and inhaled hard, but couldn't hold back the pain, so he still cried out, feeling a little ashamed.

Knowing that Yan came forward, he saw him lying on his back, with his injured hand hugging his chest, and the other hand facing his face, trying to hide his hideous expression of pain.

"Don't move." Ming Zhiyan bent down and whispered in his ear.

The next moment, waves of screams erupted on the field. Principal Ming picked up Teacher Yan and walked steadily towards the school hospital.

"It's so sweet."

"The principal's boyfriend power exploded!"

"To be honest, the principal is awesome. I even find it hard to hug my girlfriend."

Walking through the crowd, listening to the students chattering, I don't want to take off the hands covering my face rigorously, it's too embarrassing.

"It's broken, but it's okay, it's not displaced, just reset and fix it." The doctor looked at the film and said, while helping him to fix it with a plaster cast, he couldn't help nagging, "It's not like a kid who just plays ball and doesn't know the severity. , the right hand was broken, tsk tsk, how troublesome."

The severe physical pain has not yet healed, and he is under the mental attack of the doctor, and the whole person is listless. Standing behind him, he raises his hand and touches his head, wanting to encourage him.But this soft hair feels good to the touch, knowing that he only cares about smoothing the hair to satisfy the feel.

Yan Jing felt that his hair was about to be plucked out, so he frowned and raised his head and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Ming Zhiyan lowered his eyelids and said earnestly, "You were lying on the ground with something in your hair."

I really judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and thought that my senior brother was jealous of his young and lush natural rolls, "Oh, thank you, senior brother."

After putting on the plaster and fixing the bandage, he led the disabled young man back to the apartment knowingly.

Shen Jiang and He Ming were waiting downstairs.Seeing that the principal sent Yan Jing to the school hospital, the rest of the teachers dispersed, Shen Jiang was still worried about Yan Jing, so He Ming waited with him.

Seeing Yan Jing in a plaster cast and hanging his arms, He Ming patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's not serious."

This pat just happened to be patted on the right shoulder, and the vibration was transmitted to the arm, rigorously sucking in a breath of cold air, knowing that Yan and Shen Jiang looked at He Ming at the same time as if they were enemies.

What's wrong?There is no need for surgery to place steel nails, so it is not serious in the first place? "I broke my leg at that time, nailed so many steel nails, and didn't make a sound, Yanyan, do you remember?"

Knowingly ignoring him, he went upstairs with rigor.

"Hey, Jiang Jiang, let me tell you, man, this little injury and pain are nothing, before I..."

Shen Jiang ignored him, and followed Yan Jing upstairs, thinking that he had just moved in and ran to play ball, the house must have not been tidied up, and it is not convenient to move now.

Who are they?Why is this little bastard so annoying, why is he like a little cabbage.

He Ming turned his head angrily, stood there for a while, no one paid attention to him, and went upstairs resentfully.

Shen Jiang helped tidy up the house rigorously, and told him to come back to his apartment during this period of time, and drink bone soup when he hurts his tendons and bones.Knowing that Yan got a glass of water, he brought it to him. Seeing this scene, He Ming didn't want to appear too unkind, so he pressed his rigorous shoulders and said emotionally, "Be strong!"

With this press, he pressed his right shoulder again, frowned rigorously and nodded, thinking how he had offended this guy, why he always had trouble with himself.

He Ming thought that he had reintegrated into the group again, and didn't want to look up, but Shen Jiang and Ming Zhiyan were looking at each other coldly.Alas, cultural people are difficult to live with.

After sending He Ming and Shen Jiang away, Yan Jing couldn't get wet so he just washed his hair, knowing that after taking a shower, he came out wrapped in a towel and saw that his hair was still dripping with water, his head was hanging by the bed, looking up in a daze.

"What's wrong?" He walked in with a hair dryer.

Yan Jing looked at his senior brother with his upper body exposed and gradually approached him, it was so good, unlike himself, "I can't take off my clothes..."

Ming Zhiyan helped him sit up, and then dried his hair first.

Yan Jing lowered his head, the warm wind was rumbling, his senior brother brushed his hair gently, and when it touched his neck, it was still itchy, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes.His eyes focused on Ming Zhiyan's abdomen, the lines were faintly visible, the abdominal muscles were distinct, and he was envious of a man.

"Brother, you have a really good figure."

Knowing that he regretted that he didn't put on his clothes before coming out, he breathed rigorously on his chest, stretched slowly, the heat passed through his skin, and a fire was ignited in his body, and the fire spread downward, almost arousing the desire to move.

He snapped his rigorous chin, "look up." After blowing the back hastily, Mingzhi inserted his fingers into his bangs, flipped up and blew on the front.

Rigorously pursed his lips to see if he would not lose a piece of meat, so stingy.

Knowing that Yan finished blowing his hair, he grabbed his arm again and carefully helped him take off his short sleeves. He thought it was inconvenient for him to take off his clothes, and he was not allowed to wear pajamas, so he just slept naked like this.Before leaving, his eyes still uncontrollably glanced at the body that still looked like a boy, he closed the door, took a deep breath, desire is really something that cannot be controlled.

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