Senior help me chase him back

Chapter 35

Cheng Qiao was dragged into the classroom by Song Xiuyang, and there were screams in the classroom.

Cheng Qiao was puzzled. After the two chose the seats in the back row, they took a look around and moved closer to Song Xiuyang. He lowered his head and pulled his corner. He wanted to ask, but he didn't want Song Xiuyang to look up at this moment. The tip of his nose brushed past Song Xiuyang's thin lips.

Cheng Qiao was stunned by this sudden intimacy.

"What's wrong?" Song Xiuyang scratched the bridge of his nose naturally, making the already shy person blush even more.

"No, no..." Cheng Qiao's heart was beating wildly, he quickly looked away, and picked up Song Xiuyang's book to block his sight.

"That... in public, don't move around."

Seeing Cheng Qiao's blushing face, Song Xiuyang suddenly thought of the appearance of him blooming under him last night, his heart stopped for a moment, his throat tightened, and he quickly put away the book that Cheng Qiao covered his face.

He leaned in and said softly in a voice that could be heard by the two of them: "If it's not in a public place, can you move around at will? Huh?"

It's over, it's over, Song Xiuyang's deliberately elongated ending sound and his intentional blowing in the ear immediately made Cheng Qiao feel it.

Cheng Qiao pretended to be very angry, deliberately picked up the book and threw it to Song Xiuyang, "You are not allowed to mess around, go home, go home and mess around again!"

After Cheng Qiao finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the face. What was he talking about?

Song Xiuyang laughed loudly, attracting the attention of the people around him. He pulled Cheng Qiao into his arms as if no one was there, and kissed him hard.

"Listen to you, go home and mess around!"

Since the classroom was relatively quiet, all of Song Xiuyang's joking words were heard.Those who watched the excitement screamed and whistled.

Cheng Qiao was so shy by everyone that she could only nestle in Song Xiuyang's arms and not come out.

Sitting alone in the corner watching everything, Adu clenched his fists tightly, his brown eyes full of forbearance.

There were cheers, screams, whistles, and applause in the classroom. Until the professor came in, everyone was not quiet.

In desperation, the professor could only take out the self-slapping table method that had been abandoned for many years, and smashed the table with his textbooks, and the classroom was instantly silent.

"Okay, let's start class now."

Compared with domestic courses, foreign courses are much easier, at least the communication between professors and students is much more equal.

Although Cheng Qiao couldn't understand what the professor was talking about sitting on the stage, from Song Xiuyang's frequent notes, frowning, and chuckling, it was enough to see that the professor's speech was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, at least around him. .

The boyfriend is so serious, as a boyfriend, he naturally has to give him a face.

The quality that a top student should have is that even if he can't hear what the professor on the stage is saying, he still pretends to be listening carefully.

When it was the turn to ask questions, many students deliberately lowered their bodies or covered their faces with books because of guilt.

Because Cheng Qiao is Song Xiuyang's accompanying student, he neither brings books nor has the habit of lowering his body. According to his experience, if the professor seeks you deliberately, even if you lie under the table, you will be called by name.

The more you pretend to be innocent and confident, the more the professor will ignore you.

Based on such experience in dealing with things, Cheng Qiao was suddenly surrounded by the crowd when he was secretly happy.

Cheng Qiao was very confused, and hurriedly looked at Song Xiuyang, and ran to seek answers. He didn't want Song Xiuyang to raise his hand at this time, and instead of standing up, he directly said to the professor in his seat: "Professor, this is my boyfriend, because he is curious about what I'm learning. Come and listen, don't embarrass him!"

The words fell, causing a commotion.

Since yesterday, the campus has started to spread wildly. The boyfriend of Song Xiuyang, an exchange student from the medical school, came across half a world to find him. No one expected that he would bring him to class.

The old professor pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, the glasses reflected light, making Cheng Qiao lean back unconsciously, he always felt that things would not be that simple.

Sure enough, after hearing Song Xiuyang's explanation, the old professor was unmoved, as if deliberately finding fault, he still stared at Cheng Qiao and asked, "Song Xiuyang's little boyfriend, can you answer my question?"

Cheng Qiao was dumbfounded, this... I am not from a medical school!

Like Song Xiuyang asking for help, before Song Xiuyang could get out of the siege, the professor immediately threw a gun at Cheng Qiao.

"Since same-sex attracts, Song Xiuyang's boyfriend should also have pretty good grades."

His mouth twitched, he meant it.He can't do without answering this question, otherwise he will ruin his reputation as a top student.

"Professor, can you repeat that?"

"it is good."

At the moment when the professor explained the problem, Cheng Qiao immediately snatched the book from Song Xiuyang's hand, and quickly searched for relevant keywords on Song Xiuyang's book business.

Naturally, Xingguo's language can't trouble him. As for the professional words in the book, he can only rely on it.

Unexpectedly, it was quite accurate, and for a moment the professor looked at him with admiration. Cheng Qiao proudly showed off to Song Xiuyang, but was stunned by the surprise in Song Xiuyang's eyes.

"What? Is there a problem?"

"No." Song Xiuyang held Cheng Qiao's hand by his leg, and quickly looked away. His little boyfriend was better than he imagined. No wonder, he was a top student.

A class ended quickly. After class, Cheng Qiao was dragged back to the residence by Song Xiuyang. Seeing Song Xiuyang strode into the room, Cheng Qiao didn't react for a while.

"Senior? Are you anxious?"

Song Xiuyang, who had just unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, took off his coat, and quickly approached Cheng Qiao.

"Coat off."

Cheng Qiao took off her coat belatedly.

"shoe."

Cheng Qiao took off his shoes again.

Just as he was about to ask him what he was going to do next, Song Xiuyang suddenly grabbed his waist and approached him sideways, "Can we start now?"

Cheng Qiao blinked, obviously not understanding what it meant, "Huh?"

Song Xiuyang smiled slightly with his thick lips, and his curved eyes showed longing for him, "You said, go home and mess around."

After finishing speaking, he directly (included) his earlobe, and put (included) the earrings in his mouth.

Cheng Qiao couldn't hold back the coquettish/angered/sounding, her face instantly became hot and her body became half weak.

Senior, you are really good at it!

Song Xiuyang wrapped his arms around his waist and the back of his neck with the other, his thin lips rolled over his right ear.The earring embedded in the earlobe was being teased by him like a toy with the tip of his tongue.

Earrings are like toys that he can't put down, over and over again.

The action of Cheng Qiao touching his earlobe when he was shy; the picture of Cheng Qiao touching his earlobe when he was embarrassed; the picture of Cheng Qiao's earlobe blushing when he was pressed down by him stimulated him again.

"Why are you wearing earrings?" Song Xiuyang reluctantly left, looked at the person limp in his arms, and smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, Cheng Qiao's eyes were blurred and his face was blushing. He couldn't help but put his hands on the back of Song Xiuyang's neck, leaned against him tightly, and sent out an invitation signal.

Song Xiuyang smiled in satisfaction, picked up Princess Ren with one hand, and placed her on the sofa.

While unbuttoning his skirt, he continued to ask in a calm manner.

"You still have not answered my question."

Cheng Qiao's consciousness gradually began to blur, and when Song Xiuyang suppressed it, he was already extremely hot.

"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

"When were the earrings made?"

Cheng Qiao's only rationality told himself that he couldn't tell him that Song Xiuyang would definitely be jealous.

Song Xiuyang saw that he didn't say anything, but he wasn't worried about his stubborn mouth. He lowered his head and said little by little on his lips. This was Cheng Qiao's favorite way of making fun. Soon, his consciousness was blurred.

"Wife, tell me, when, huh?"

Song Xiuyang's drawn-out ending made Cheng Qiao powerless to resist.

"Two years ago."

For some reason, Song Xiuyang was extra sensitive to this time, he moved the tip of his (tongue) lightly, grasped it tightly, and immediately heard Cheng Qiao's anger/gasp.

"Why fight?"

At this time, Cheng Qiao answered every question, "Well, I'm in a bad mood."

Song Xiuyang frowned, "Why are you in a bad mood?" He quickened his movements.

"because……"

Before the answer could be uttered, Cheng Qiao's long (groaning) groan came from next to his ear.

Song Xiuyang was still not satisfied, he retracted his hand and glanced at it, and smiled softly: "Qiao Qiao, do you like to drink milk?"

Cheng Qiao was already unconscious and limp beneath her body.

"Take you to take a shower first, and we will continue when we come back."

Just like that, Cheng Qiao was carried to the bathroom, and the warm breath invaded her whole body. The person in a trance saw herself being carried in the shower, and her slender, white hands covered her skin with the smooth bath liquid. , once again ignited his heat.

Cheng Qiao leaned forward in an instant. He didn't know what Song Xiuyang said just now, but at this moment, he only wanted it.

Cheng Qiao never knew that he would be so indulgent (desire). After 18 years of innocence (desire), he never knew that he would be so greedy when he opened the gate.

Even if he was in class, even when he was eating, or even if Song Xiuyang touched him lightly, he would immediately have the thoughts he wanted.

Or it could be said that he couldn't get Song Xiuyang's teasing at all.Not to mention that the two confronted each other calmly, and he was helping him in the shower.

The current stress / stress / period has passed, and he reacted immediately.This time, however, Song Xiuyang gently helped him (take a bath) in a calm and unhurried manner, and did not take the next step at all.

Since he doesn't go up, why should he take the initiative?This is not allowed, although a bit shy, but, man, how can you eat delicious food if you don't take the initiative to order.

Cheng Qiao secretly rejoiced in her heart, and while Song Xiuyang was going to go to the towel, she immediately hugged him from behind.

The hot cheeks and body/body had already told Song Xiuyang what he was going to do.

Song Xiuyang's back stiffened, his hand holding the towel froze, and his expression froze when he was carrying him.

The hot red lips bent down and spread behind him bit by bit. He imitated Song Xiuyang, wrapping one hand around his (waist) and covering it with the other hand. Throat, "Jojo."

That was the most beautiful call Cheng Qiao had ever heard.

"Senior, I want to drink milk."