Chapter 69 The little monk is moved

In fact, Zhuang Shao wanted to ask Meng Ye this question in the afternoon.

After class in the afternoon, he went to the training room to find Meng Ye. There was a group of sports students doing stretching exercises. He heard knocks on the door and sat up one after another. He looked at the door with a very puzzled expression, which made Zhuang Shao feel social anxiety at the time. .

No wonder they didn't know Zhuang Shao. Many of these people are freshmen in high school. The former senior three have already graduated, and the sophomores are almost the only two seedlings, Meng Ye and Lu Xiaochuan.

"Yo, rare customer!" Lu Xiaochuan passed by holding a basketball.

"..."

"Looking for Meng Ye? He went to help these bastards pack the closet."

So Zhuang Shao went in and sat and waited.

Even though he is 1.86 meters tall, sitting in the middle of this group of sports students is quite inconsistent.

First of all, sports students are very dark, but his skin is quite white, and he looks aloof and abstinent. Although the effect is not as exaggerated as Tang Seng's entering Pansi Cave, it is similar to the feeling.

Secondly, all inside, only! Have! he! Put on! Clothes! Clothes!

This is easy to understand. The equipment room is hot because there is no air conditioner. No matter how much the fan blows, it will be hot. These sports students are all shirtless and barefoot. Zhuang Shao was wearing blue and white short-sleeved sleeves and sat against the wall. don't know why it means something sacred and inviolable...

Everyone gathered around: "Brother, are you looking for the captain?"

"Um."

Zhuang Shao, who was almost blinded by the tendon, straightened his back secretly.

"Ah!" Someone responded, "You are Shuhuan!"

"...?"

"Wow, wow, you are exactly what Brother Xiaochuan described."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "What would you describe me?"

"He said you were not in good health! Your skin is very white! You look like a girl!"

fart.

"You also said you have dark circles under your eyes! Kidney deficiency!"

What?

"You also said that you like our captain! But our captain doesn't look down on you! So you have been living in his house at your own expense! Hehe..."

Lu Xiaochuan!

When Lu Mou at the door saw that the situation was wrong, he ran away. Zhuang Shaoxo stood up immediately, and no one waited any longer, and fled back to the classroom in a hurry.

He didn't understand, he was also a good young man in the new era, how could he be like this in the eyes of others?

Therefore, as soon as the evening self-study was over, Zhuang Shuhuan, who was hit hard, went to run with headphones on.

A person, a man, can say that he is not handsome, but can not say that he is fake! That was a great shame. Is he fake? He is not false! Who with kidney deficiency can kiss Meng Ye against the wall like this?

"Baby let me ask you, what do you like about me?"

Face to face, eyes to eyes, Zhuang Shao asked this again, making Meng Ye a bit shy and timid...

Sin, sin!

Meng Ye twisted his face away, and Zhuang Shao stared at him reluctantly.

"It's annoying!" Meng Ye scolded him harshly, but his heart melted, "Let me go."

"I'll let you go after answering."

Ouch hello.

Love can really change people beyond recognition!

If Zhuang Shao was so annoying in the past, Meng Ye would have kicked him long ago, but now he is reluctant to beat and scold, not to mention that he is still lame, right?

"You are long-winded."

"Um?"

"I fucking said you were long-winded!" I had to yell to hear it, right!

"..."

After being scolded, Zhuang Shao still stared at him obsessively. The more he stared, the more addicted he became. Meng Ye couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he had to search his stomach to figure out why he liked this.

Very smart?

There are too many smart people, why don't I like Hawking?

Very handsome?

Lao Tzu is also quite handsome himself, just look in the mirror.

So, very considerate?

This is a little bit more dependable. Zhuang Shao doesn't look like a young master, but he actually knows how to hurt people, and he is especially good at coaxing people. He not only coaxed Meng Ye, but also Sister Ying and Nana. Sometimes, although he only gave a few gadgets for a few dollars, it made you feel very warm in your heart.

But this damn... can't say it...

Meng Ye held back, his face turned red. Zhuang Shao asked, "I'm that good for nothing?"

"Don't rush! Think about it!"

"..."

Zhuang Shao stared at him coldly, wishing to bite him to death, bite his neck and then bite his lips, all over his body.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it."

Hearing the meaning of being a little angry, Meng Ye raised his head and said with a guilty conscience, "How could I know, I'm just confused... Oh, don't ask!"

Why are you asking so many questions, I said, just kiss.

Zhuang Shao pushed away the face he put on in frustration, and blocked the moon from the window: "I went to find you in the afternoon, your teammate didn't tell you?"

"I said it." Meng Ye recalled that the bastards didn't say anything special.

"looking for me?"

"It's nothing, I'll send you the papers." Zhuang Shao said, "Your teammates are all in good shape."

"That's it! Don't even look at who's teammate."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuang Shao turned to the side, and his expression changed. Meng Ye saw something wrong, and after observing for several seconds, his heart suddenly became enlightened.

Ouch!

He shoved his elbow: "Vinegar?"

"Fuck off." Zhuang Shao was lukewarm.

"Just say it when you're jealous, no one laughs at you."

Zhuang Shao pushed him away and wanted to leave, but Meng Ye pulled him back and pulled him back in front of him, laughing even harder.

Why do you think this person is so hateful?

Zhuang Shao bit his mouth in anger, and bit Meng Ye's lips in one bite. The tip of his tongue tasted blood, like a potent drug that stimulates passion, he stirred the kiss into his mouth and made the kissing more intense and crazy than comforting each other. It's more like possessing each other and plundering each other.

The little monk was moved, in fact, he was no different from ordinary people. They will be jealous, inferior, afraid, and want to touch each other's body, and they want to get some evidence from the other party, some evidence that they are cared about.

Meng Ye closed his eyes and endured the stormy kiss, but Zhuang Shao stared at him with his eyes open, with the same person in his heart.

Zhuang Shao doesn't know how long an 18-year-old boy kisses on average, but he really wants to keep kissing all the time. They kissed until Meng Ye was deprived of oxygen and shouted that his neck was sore. Zhuang Shao grabbed his waist and lifted him up, his back was hanging against the wall, and he kissed him from bottom to top, swearing his sovereignty.

Meng Ye was a little overwhelmed when he was picked up, and Zhuang Shao said in a hoarse voice, "My legs are hooking me." Meng Ye's hair was electrified. Why is my leg crippled! how! Just fucking! Lame! If I'm not lame, I'll do a fucking headstand!

"……so?"

He lifted his leg and hooked shyly.

Zhuang Shao squeezed out a "hmm" from the depths of his throat, and then attacked from the front, grabbing the slightly rolling Adam's apple, and immediately knocked him out of speech, his tailbone was numb...

Where did you learn it, where did you learn it? !

Meng Ye's whole body was as red as boiled shrimp, he struggled to pull Zhuang Shao away in confusion, biting his ears with sourness and hatred: "Tell me! Have you practiced with anyone?"

How could it be so fatal?

Zhuang Shao directly pulled his hand away, bit his fingertips and licked them twice, his head drooping slightly.

"If you don't accompany me to practice, I can only learn by myself."

Hold.

Hold!

Hold! !

Who's not with me? Who the fuck isn't with me? Did you give me a chance, bastard? !

Meng Ye pulled his hand back angrily, Zhuang Shao's teeth loosened, and he took him into his arms with his right hand, so that the two of them were tightly pressed against the air, and at the same time their lips were pressed together to block his scolding mouth: "In the end Who's babbling..."

The voice was so hoarse that I couldn't hear it at all.

Meng Ye's left leg was trembling, and his body couldn't help sliding down. Fortunately, Zhuang Shao's hand kept supporting him from below. But even so, his back was still rubbing against the wall, his skin was hot, sore and numb. He even had a hallucination that he was already with Zhuang Shaochang, and once it was peeled off, it would be painful to the bone, so it's best not to separate in this life.

The breath in his ears was wet and heavy, Meng Ye twisted his leg, forcing himself not to lose too badly! His head fell back, his fragile neck tremblingly exposed, his hands were raised and hung around Zhuang Shao's neck, he opened his blurry eyes and stared at him: "Did you do that Yan Yan?"

Zhuang Shao loosened his lips and looked at him greedily: "Do you have to talk now?"

"Otherwise when will we talk-"

The voice fell and his mouth was sealed again. Zhuang Shao used his actions to tell him that he didn't want to talk now, it was unnecessary, and it affected his emotions!

Hey, Meng Ye really fell into it.

He didn't even understand how playing Boo'er was so interesting, how could he not know how tired he was! From the beginning to now, the two have kissed for at least ten minutes.

No wonder the two people he bumped into at night were so self-absorbed that they didn't even hear anyone approaching, and he couldn't hear him either.

Now, right now, his ears are ringing!

He was panting, his chest heaving up and down with force, his lower abdomen was concave and convex, and he fell into a deep, deep swamp.

With a trembling voice, he said, "I'll put me down when I'm tired." Zhuang Shao said that he was not tired. Zhuang Shao said that no matter how many times he asked, he was not tired!

Competition, competition, competition with those sports students. Meng Ye was angry and wanted to laugh and coax: "Not tired, not tired, not tired, dear, dear..."

If someone comes over at this moment, they should find out that something is wrong from a long distance. Although the light is off, the breathing is loud, you two big boys, I will follow after you are breathing, the more you breathe, the more arrogant you are, and you don't care that it is still in school.

After kissing for a long time, Meng Ye's hand went in from under the school uniform. Zhuang Shao's body jolted and instinctively held his hand. Meng Ye pushed his head forward, leaning on his shoulder, laughing and gasping for breath: "Is brother there? Look at the abdominal muscles."

"..." Zhuang Shao was so angry that his blood pressure was high, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sooner or later, I will kill you."

After he was done, he buried his head again, panting heavily and biting his elastic lips, his neck, collarbone, and his vascularized wrists, and he was not allowed to touch his abdominal muscles.

Meng Ye was bitten so much that his instep tensed, his calf muscles twitched like a cramp, and he said with a trembling voice, "Are you a dog? Put me down."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps came from a distance in the corridor, and he was so frightened that he clamped his legs: "Let me down! Someone!"

Zhuang Shao held his crutches around his waist and dragged him into the last cubicle.

Close the door, lock the door, and people will come in the next second!

fuck... it's dangerous...

Meng Ye's back was against the partition board, and he didn't dare to let out the air. He turned his face and suddenly met Zhuang Shao's deep eyes.

People outside walked over to unbutton their pants to pee, humming songs while peeing. Zhuang Shao's face approached inch by inch, his breath pressed against his cheek, and he kissed him silently, holding on to those two lips.

"..." Meng Ye was going crazy.

He didn't know where Zhuang Shao was so bold, so he dared to mess around with a board. But this kind of Zhuang Shao makes people crazy, like crazy, especially his expression with closed eyes kissing himself, his repressed and chaotic breathing, the tighter and tighter hands on his waist, the more and more protruding blue veins on his neck, this scene The hormones are so strong it's dizzying.

Meng Ye's legs softened and he slid down the door. Zhuang Shao wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled the lock with the other, maintaining a high-intensity and extremely slow beating frequency, which made Meng Ye's tongue go numb, and he couldn't make a sound.

So exciting, so exciting...

Finally, when the people outside washed their hands and left, Meng Ye pushed him away and exhaled forcefully, almost not dying on the spot. Zhuang Shao wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and within two seconds he received a heavy punch in the lower abdomen.

"Laugh at you uncle, my legs are numb!"

Zhuang Shao said don't shout, don't shout baby, I'll carry you.

"Back up a few!"

It's fun to scold, but in the end, still have to honestly let people back, can't walk, and legs hurt.

This place is far away from the school gate.

Zhuang Shao carried Meng Ye on his back, as if he was carrying his most important things, a baby who wanted to stay with him for a while, and walked as slowly and steadily as he could against the wall.

"Can't you go faster?"

Meng Ye was embarrassed and was afraid that someone would bump into him, but Zhuang Shao was just as deaf, and his pace was still unhurried.

Meng Ye stabbed him in the back: "Your leg hurts too?"

Zhuang Shao shook his head.

"Then what are you talking about?"

"You take care of me."

This stuffy gourd was also very energetic when he scolded people. Meng Ye was in a good mood, and then stabbed him: "I'll carry you next time."

Zhuang Shao said forget it, how dare you?We don't have that life.

Meng Ye was delighted: "Virtue!"

The little monk was moved, carrying his most important person behind his back, and swearing in his heart that he would never give up the person behind him, no matter what hurdles, ghosts, ghosts and snakes he encountered in this life.