[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Luo Ning threw a mushroom over and complained, "Brother Song, I'm so bored!"

"I miss you, Bixin.jpg..."

Song Fengxiao shook his hands and frowned. He wondered if Luo Ning had been suppressed these days, couldn't hold back anymore, and spoke more bluntly, without restraint at all.

He was about to send some serious words of warning, when he remembered that Luo Ning was an injured patient, so he loved to cry so much, if he couldn't stand it, he would hide in bed and cry secretly, which would not be conducive to his recovery.

Song Fengxiao lowered his eyes, and covered his ears with his freshly washed hair. Looking at the love from Luo Ning, the roots of his ears suddenly turned a little red. He pursed his dry lips and asked, "How is your injury..."

In fact, Song Fengxiao was not used to it at all. The talkative bee had been buzzing in his ear for a long time, and suddenly it became quiet, and the seats in front were empty, so he couldn't get used to it for no reason.

Luo Ning turned up, put her feet under the bright light, adjusted her posture, took a photo and sent it to the post. The situation is much better. The gauze has been removed, but it is still a little swollen. When walking on the ground, it is numb and painful painful.

He complained: "Brother Song, the foot injury is so troublesome, and the recovery is so slow."

When Song Fengxiao saw the photo, he suddenly frowned, and didn't say anything comforting. He looked at the white halo, and suspected that the bee did it on purpose!

The legs that appeared in the photo were long and straight, with beautiful lines, and the injured little feet were white and clean, glowing and moist under the light, like a piece of warm jade with excellent touch, and the toes were slightly pink.

Although there are still some bruises and swelling, it is not conspicuous, and jiojio looks cute overall.

The more Song Fengxiao looked at it, the more suspicious he became. Who would post such a photo?

This bee must have been photographed specially, maybe even ran under the light, and deliberately found an angle to take pictures, just to show it to him without any trace.

He really didn't expect that this bee became more and more cautious.

Song Fengxiao took a deep breath and restrained himself a bit in front of him. Now that he was separated from the phone screen, his thoughts gradually emerged, and he was eager to do some little tricks.

Luo Ning saw that there was no movement over there, and sent a message: "Brother Song, tomorrow is the weekend, do you have time to come and see me?"

"Don't look at your handsome face again, I'm afraid I'll forget—"

Song Fengxiao frowned, and wanted to invite him to the house?

He decisively typed and refused, "No."

"I don't have time. I don't like visiting other people's homes."

Song Fengxiao emphasized the word "others", he had to make Luo Ning understand how to get along with each other.

Luo Ning was disappointed and said, "Okay then."

Song Fengxiao once again tried to stop Luo Ning's floating thoughts by studying, "Since it's boring, why don't you read more materials and practice more questions."

"You're not in school, you might not be on course."

Luo Ning was helpless, "Brother Song, why do you always talk about this matter around the corner?"

"I'm almost tired of hearing it. I know you care about me, but you are my most admired role model. I value your thoughts so much. You motivate me so non-stop, which makes me super stressed."

"Why don't we change the subject?"

Song Fengxiao wasn't willing to talk more, he was even a little defensive.

The more you talk, what will you do if you catch him chatting every day in the future? Maybe the little bee wants to get to know him in this way, get close to him, and get closer to him silently.

Song Fengxiao replied lightly: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Luo Ning sent a good night message as usual, but this time he didn't receive a response from Song Fengxiao. He waited, thinking that Song Fengxiao might be resting.

Luo Ning limped and hopped twice on the floor. Although Song Fengxiao spoke in a rigid manner like a teacher, he was right.

His learning effect at home is indeed not as good as at school. Without that kind of atmosphere, he finally picked up the knowledge, and he went home to recuperate after being injured. His progress must be slower than others.

Luo Ning felt that she was doing well, and when she was able to walk slowly, she pestered Luo's father that she was going back to school, and Luo's father suggested that he should hire a tutor, so that he could rest assured.

Luo Ning didn't want to, he wasn't that fragile, he said a lot of good things, and finally let Luo's father let go.

The driver picks you up every day, someone brings lunch at noon, and you can go to the elevator when you go up and down the stairs. There is nothing to worry about.

Compared with Luo Ning, Qiao Yuming returned to school a few days earlier. Qiao Yuming was hit by Qiao's parents and Qiao's mother in mixed doubles. He was not seriously injured, but it was not easy. I didn't want to go back until the bruises were gone and my appearance was restored.

If it wasn't because he was thinking about his favorite Cheng Yu, he wouldn't want to go back to school, and he wouldn't be interested in listening to criticism and lectures.

Qiao Yuming's eyes were gloomy. After being taught by the head teacher for two hours, he forgot to trouble Song Fengxiao. He was too busy writing a [-]-word self-criticism and criticizing in public on the school's loudspeaker.

This made Qiao Yuming grit his teeth angrily, feeling resentful, feeling that his face had been thrown on the ground and trampled on the ground. He was notified like this. Where would his image go? How could he play handsome in front of Cheng Yu!

Stuffed and irritable, he secretly scolded Luo Ning for being useless, but with a slight push, he fell down, causing him so many troubles.

It's useless if Qiao Yuming doesn't like it. Where does Luo's father put it? How could the school easily expose it.

Early on Monday morning, Luo Ning went back to school, sat in a familiar seat with a little excitement, turned around to look at Song Fengxiao, and found that Song Fengxiao had trimmed his hair and looked very energetic. Luo Ning's eyes were watery, and he looked around Song Fengxiao's face, Brother, long time no see, why are you even more handsome! This hairstyle, these facial features, are so handsome that your legs are weak."

The corners of Song Fengxiao's mouth curled up a little. Hearing Luo Ning's earnest praise, he felt a little happy. He also looked at Luo Ning, "You've gained weight when you go back to recuperate."

Luo Ning hurriedly held her small round face, drank tonifying soup every day, and it was hard not to get fat, and muttered: "Brother Song, I call it plump, not fat, please be more precise in your wording."

The appearance of Bai Runrun, a bit fatter but more childish and cute, Song Fengxiao glanced at his fair neck, and thought, is the whole body raised like a little white pig?

The teeth of the deskmate sitting in front were sour, and for some reason, the two of them got along quite normally, but the atmosphere was inexplicable, preventing others from blending in, like a strange barrier.

Thinking of Luo Ning's results this time, he felt like he had swallowed a lemon, and he wanted to hug his thigh too! !

Luo Ning's progress in the monthly exam was so fast that everyone in the class was surprised, especially the last few students who were even more sour. They agreed to be scumbags together, so why did Luo Ning leave them and run away.

Although surprised, everyone's mentality is still very correct, and they don't feel that Luo Ning is cheating. After all, during this period of time, Luo Ning listened carefully to the class, buried her head in brushing the questions, and they watched every bit of progress. Some students seemed to be beaten, Luo Ning knew that she had worked hard, how could they slack off!

At lunch time, Luo Ning can eat the nutritious set meal delivered by the driver, without having to go to the crowded cafeteria, but eating alone is not delicious for him, so he still goes with Song Fengxiao, he has limited mobility and walks slowly, Song Fengxiao will wait patiently for him .

Originally going back to the classroom, passing the intersection by the birch tree, the buildings over there are dormitories, Luo Ning was suddenly curious, he hadn't visited yet.

"Brother Song, can I go to your bedroom for a meeting?"

"Satisfy my curiosity."

Song Fengxiao always likes to be clean, and the dormitory is also in good order. He doesn't mind Luo Ning looking at it, but he glanced at Luo Ning's feet. There is a problem with the elevator in the dormitory, and the dormitory is on the fifth floor.

Luo Ning said he could do it, but it was only on the fifth floor, and he could move his feet.

But when he reached the third floor, Luo Ning couldn't help being out of breath, holding on to the escalator, his feet were sore and numb, and he couldn't use his strength.

Song Fengxiao frowned, pulled him over, put his wrists across his legs, and easily hugged him on his back.

Luo Ning hugged Song Fengxiao's neck and said with a smile, "Brother Song, you are so kind."

Song Fengxiao froze, why did he carry him up?Can he help?

The bee must be chuckling.

I regretted it in my heart, but this person was already on his back, Song Fengxiao could only walk forward, Luo Ning leaned against the edge of his neck, and breathed lightly into his ears.

Song Fengxiao tilted his head, dissatisfied and said: "Don't get so close."

Luo Ning groaned, adjusted her posture, twisted her ass, and rubbed Song Fengxiao's waist with an itchy feeling, then squeezed Song Fengxiao's arm, her eyes lit up, "Brother Song, you look thin, but your muscles are still Pretty tough."

Song Fengxiao felt the tightness behind him, Luo Ning was still touching, and he said angrily, "If you move again, I will throw you down."

Luo Ning was honest now, obediently lying on Song Fengxiao's back, looking at the stairs in front of him, and worried that Song Fengxiao would be tired, but he made a noise to come here, which made Song Fengxiao tired.

But Song Fengxiao was physically stronger than he had imagined, and he didn't breathe heavily.

This is a four-bed bedroom. There is no smell of sweat and smelly socks, and there are no posters on the wall. It is clean and refreshing, and the quilts are neatly folded.

Luo Ning recognized Song Fengxiao's bunk at first glance, because the quilt on that bed was the most neatly folded.

Song Fengxiao brought him a box of milk, which was given to him by Luo Ning, and he didn't drink it.

Biting the straw, Luo Ning felt that the dormitory was in good condition. He looked at an empty bunk, and there was nothing on it, "Brother Song, is there no one living there?"

Song Fengxiao hummed casually, "I moved away last semester."

Luo Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the dormitory again.

He asked, "How about I live in? I also plan to live on campus."

Luo Ning's home is some distance away from the school, so she wakes up earlier than the boarding students every day. If she lives on campus, she can sleep a little longer.

Song Fengxiao suddenly raised his head and stared at him questioningly. He knew that Little Bee was going to make a fuss, and his thoughts were not pure, so he wanted to move in and live with him!

It doesn't matter if you follow him all the time, and you want to live in the same room with him as much as possible.

Song Fengxiao said: "You live well off campus, there is no need to move here."

"You are not used to the dormitory conditions."

Luo Ning retorted, "Why can't I get used to living here? It's pretty good here, it's more convenient to live on campus."

"I'm such an adult that I can take care of myself."