Chapter 78

Wanda was still talking about her great contribution to the class just now, and she almost cried when she said it, saying that she almost died in class 7 because of the program list, and was surrounded by a group of people when she entered.

As soon as He Chao's black nail polish came out, Wanda took two steps back, staggered, pulled Liu Cunhao and said, "Fuck, brothers, hurry up."

Liu Cunhao almost didn't stand still, and jumped up directly. When he got up, he turned over the chair: "... Evacuate, hurry up and run!"

He Chao noticed that Xie Yu's whole body was stiff, and the hand that was deliberately rubbing against his palm and hooking his fingers from time to time suddenly stopped, then Xie Yu stood up, looked at him and said, "You want to die? "

Everyone knows about Xie Yu's black nail polish.

Legend is a gloomy, unpredictable character.

Although Liu Cunhao and the others didn't know what was going on, but on the day of the second year of high school, Xie Yu introduced himself on the stage and said that he would not wear black nail polish. Anyway, it didn't sound like a pleasant topic.

"The two of them are really," Liu Cunhao and the others safely evacuated from the battle area, ran from the back row of the classroom to the podium, and took a breath. "They know how to move all day."

"It's a good use of the word hands and feet," Wanda said.

Isn't it just moving hands and feet?

Although Xie Yu was extremely restless when he hadn't woken up, from their point of view, they could only see He Chao pressing Xie Yu against the wall, with his hand still clutching at the man's wrist.

He Chao looked at him: "Don't make trouble, I'm joking."

Xie Yu didn't talk nonsense with him, and the two immediately scuffled together.

Luo Wenqiang looked at it and shook his head: "It's immoral."

Xu Qingqing: "Unsightly."

Wanda: "Give me gas."

He Chao knew Xie Yu's temper very well, but he looked tough, and as long as he didn't play for three minutes, he could get rid of his stinky temper. As a result, the temper that had just subsided was aroused by Xu Jing's words: "Actually, I think this proposal is not bad..."

The style of the dance they arranged was not like the down-to-earth divine comedy of the seventh class. The choice was relatively cold, and with some other elements, it was also suitable for a dark style.

The more Xu Jing thought about it, the more she felt that this plan was feasible.

Luo Wenqiang saw that the two of them had finished fighting, and got off the podium. Hearing this, he quickly retreated: "Jingjing, are you serious? Jingjing."

Xie Yu was straightening the chair with one hand. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Xu Jing.

At that glance, Xu Jing felt cold behind her back.

Xu Jing really didn't give up. The next day, she brought a bottle of nail polish, but she didn't dare to hand it to the back row. She sat next to Xu Qingqing and asked nervously, "What do you think, what kind of opening remark should I take, Brother Yu? Will you give me a chance to live?"

Xu Qingqing said while finishing her homework: "I don't think there is such an opening statement in the world."

Xu Jing sighed in disappointment.

On the other hand, He Chao came back from the outside, and when he passed the third row, he took out two napkins that Xu Qingqing had placed at the corner of the table, and asked, "Cultural Commissioner, what are you doing?"

"Nail polish," Xu Jing said, "black."

He Zhao took it, opened his eyes and said after a pause, "Lend me for a while."

Xie Yu had been studying by himself to catch up on sleep, and squatted on his stomach for a while before falling asleep. The English teacher led them to read the vocabulary manual too loudly, and the group of people did not read on the same frequency. After that, it became more and more chaotic, fast and slow.

He closed his eyes and felt He Chao lightly touch his hand.

Then a pungent smell drifted over.

Xie Yu opened his eyes and saw He Chao carefully smearing something on his fingernails: "..."

He Chao just wanted to see what the child painted, but after painting half of his hand, he found that the visual impact was a bit big.

Xie Yu's nails were well-manicured, and his fingers were long and slender with distinct joints.

The black nail polish made the entire hand almost sickly white.

"Wipe it off," Xie Yu said, holding back his anger, "I'll give you three seconds."

After Xie Yu finished speaking, He Chao returned to his senses. He used the ball of tissue paper he had just wiped his hands to cover his fingernails with the black smear.

The day of the school celebration performance is getting closer and closer.

In addition to the intensive rehearsal, the most important thing is to think about the style of the costumes. They chose many sets before and after. Xu Jing even invited Lao Tang to come to consult, but Lao Tang's taste is obviously not in the same era as them: "What do you think of the Zhongshan suit? Like? Chinese republic and the spirit of the constitution..."

Everyone said in unison, "No no no no, not so good."

"Inappropriate, really inappropriate."

Xie Yu has only one requirement for what to wear: be normal.

It doesn't matter anything else, just go directly to the school uniform.

In the end, Xu Jing picked and chose, and decided to wear a white shirt directly. The style is versatile, and there is basically no mistake.

Because the order was placed late, when the courier was delivered to the school, there were only two days left for the school celebration.

"Just arrived, people haven't left yet," Luo Wenqiang came back from the guard room holding a cardboard box not long after the school bell rang, "Hurry up, take your own according to the yardage, go home and try, there are If it doesn't fit, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Xie Yu returned to the dormitory and threw the clothes directly on the bed. After taking a shower, he stared at the suit for a while, and then took it out of the transparent packaging bag.

It's simple, but it looks a little too big.

When He Chao knocked on the door, Xie Yu had just taken off his sweater, and hadn't had time to put on his shirt.

He said that he had done a very interesting set of exam papers last night when he was studying on his own, and that he would show it to him when he went back later. Xie Yu knew he was coming, so he didn't lock the door.

The door was closed.

He Chaoqu tapped his finger twice, but he didn't care, he pushed it away, and what he expected was the boy's bare back.

Xie Yu had just finished taking a shower, but his hair was not dry and looked wet.

He Chao's gaze couldn't help looking at the low-waisted denim that Xie Yu was wearing. A certain part of the back waist was shallowly sunken, and then upward, the shoulder blades were raised and the lines were smooth.

He only saw two eyes, without even blinking, Xie Yu had already put on his shirt.

"What about the test paper," Xie Yu said, buttoning up his clothes, pressing his head against his head, his fingers wrapped around the white jade-like buttons, just halfway through, his collar was wide open, making his collarbone thinner and thinner, "Where did you do it? already?"

The white shirt clearly looked deserted, but He Chao felt that the surrounding air was a little hotter.

Who still has the mind to manage what exam papers.

"Don't do it," He Chao said, "do something else."

The single bed is still a bit reluctant to accommodate two people. It makes a "squeak" sound when it is moved, and the surroundings are silent. This sound is amplified, and it sounds extraordinarily ambiguous.

Xie Yu had just buttoned up all the buttons on his shirt, and was unbuttoned one by one from the bottom to the top by He Chao.

He Chao was impatient in his movements, and unbuttoning the buttons with one hand was irritable. If Xie Yu hadn't reminded him that he had to wear it on stage in two days, those buttons would probably have been pulled by him directly.

"Don't pull," Xie Yu's hair was half-dry, the collar of his shirt was wet, and even his eyes looked like fog.

He Chao loosened his grip.

With the scorching temperature of the fingertips, it kept moving upwards. With the other hand, he opened the zipper of Xie Yu's trousers, and the low-waisted denim hung between his crotch, and then directly reached in.

Xie Yu had said ruthlessly just now, but now he was a little speechless. Five fingers were unconsciously inserted into He Chao's hair, his knuckles curled up, and he pressed his voice with an "um".

An extremely subtle, overflowing sound.

The tail tone dragged back slightly, as if something had been scratched in one's heart. Itchy.

The two of them couldn't control it, and He Chao's hand slowly moved back, slid down from Xie Yu's waist, followed the coccyx, and felt something sunk... Xie Yu felt where his hand was touching, He froze all over, and his mind was stunned.

"...Brother." Xie Yu called to him in a low voice, pressing his lips against him.

He Chao woke up a little from the "brother" call.

The child is not yet an adult.

underage.

Hold.

The two of them were almost undressed, and He Chao pulled out his hand, propped it on the side, and paused for a while.

Xie Yu didn't feel very calm after taking a shower, so he washed the shirt with water.

He Chao wasn't much better. When he came out of the wash, someone was already whistling downstairs. He wiped his hair and walked to the bed, wanting to check the time, when he saw a text message sent by a child ten minutes ago.

- After a few months, birthday, 18.

Xie Yu said it succinctly. At first glance, these three subsections could not be connected. He Chao read it twice, and after reading it, he felt that he had just washed in vain, and his body was burning a little bit.

He doubted whether this man did it on purpose.

Came to tease him on purpose.

The next morning.

Xie Yu and He Chao entered the classroom back and forth. Xu Jing saw these two people appearing, and couldn't even memorize any English words, so she hurried over to ask if the clothes fit well: "How about the shirts, I asked in the group yesterday, the two of you. not going back..."

Xu Jing asked several times in the group last night, Liu Cunhao said it was just right, Luo Wenqiang felt a little tight, so everyone discussed whether it would become loose after wearing more clothes, and finally asked him to eat less food for the past two days.

At the end of the chat, found that the core characters of the two yuan team had never appeared in the whole process.

Art was useless several times.

"Clothes," He Zhao coughed and said, "...it fits well."

The homework left yesterday had not been written yet, so Xie Yu spread out the workbook and planned to copy two questions.

The clothes fit the best. It's the school celebration soon, and there is no time to change them if they don't fit. Xu Jing put down half of her heart and asked, "How about you, Brother Yu?"

Before Xie Yu could speak, He Chao said, "He also fits."

Xu Jing: "..."

Xu Jing vaguely felt that there was something wrong with these words, and after pondering for a while, she figured it out, and cautiously said: "How do you know?"

Xie Yu was copying multiple-choice questions, and paused when he was halfway down the tip of his pen.