have hidden illness

Although a row of alarm clocks was set, Gao Xun woke up a little late today.

So instead of strolling slowly to his favorite breakfast restaurant one stop away from the school to drink freshly made sweet soy milk as usual, he ordered fried noodles at the nearest breakfast restaurant opposite the school gate.

Gao Xun, who sat down and waited for breakfast and fell into a slightly empty state, was brought back to his senses by a piercing roar.

A rare heavy locomotive stopped in front of the breakfast restaurant. Under the gaze of everyone, the owner of the locomotive took off his helmet, stretched his long legs, stepped off his cool mount, and walked into the shop.

Gao Xun's brows furrowed unconsciously.

So this classmate Kuang Huaiye not only cut classes, fought, and returned home late at night, but also skillfully used dangerous vehicles.

With that ostentatious appearance, Kuang Huaiye turned a blind eye to the constant gazes from all around him.He sat down opposite Gao Xun with his long legs, lowered his head and took out the phone, quickly pressed it a few times, then put his chin on one hand, and raised the phone in front of Gao Xun as if bored.

【Give me some fried rice. 】

Asking someone to help, but there is no "please", no "thank you", not even a title, the simple six words feel domineering no matter how you look at it.

Considering that the other party was just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old student who might have a second-year-old middle school illness, and he was still a student in the class he was leading, Gao Xun didn't intend to argue with him.

"Boss, here's another pan fried."

He greeted him, and during the process, Kuang Huaiye just propped his chin like that, blinking a pair of gray-green eyes and staring at him without moving for a moment.

This kind of complicated, passionate gaze should not have appeared between them.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before the fried rice noodles and fried rice were served on the table in time.

Gao Xun ignored Kuang Huaiye, took off his chopsticks and started eating.

"what."

Suddenly felt a sharp tingling pain on his upper lip, Gao Xun let out a low cry, subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but was held down halfway.

[Maybe it's a wooden splinter on the chopsticks, don't move around. 】

After reading Kuang Huaiye's words, Gao Xun had no choice but to hold back for the time being, and pressed a banknote on the table to go back to school. He had to find a mirror or something to see what was going on.

Just a few steps away, Kuang Huaiye chased him from behind and grabbed his arm.

[Infirmary? 】

The door of the infirmary was ajar. Teacher Li might have gone to have breakfast too, and there was no one else inside.

Gao Xun was pressed by Kuang Huaiye to sit on the bed in the infirmary for the unwell students to rest.As soon as his hand left his shoulder, Gao Xun was about to stand up. Seeing this, Kuang Huaiye held his waist with one hand impatiently, and naturally raised his chin with the other hand.

Gao Xun followed his gaze and knew that he was just checking the wound on his lip, but this completely passive situation made Gao Xun feel awkward and annoying.

Kuang Huaiye squeezed his chin very hard, maybe it was because the wooden thorns were not so easy to find, but he got very close.

The wind from outside was blowing in through the small windows of the infirmary.This is really just the right wind, blowing away the corners of Kuang Huaiye's tightly pursed mouth, blowing away Kuang Huaiye's unhappy expression, and blowing away Gao Xun's illusion that there is a spring water hidden in his gray-green eyes, almost I have to reach out to pick it up.

Gao Xun couldn't help laughing at himself.

The nature of homosexuality is hard to disobey, no matter how indifferently you put on your face, the nasty thoughts that surge up when you see such a face are physiological instincts.

Know how to measure, the other party is the student you just took over.

Kuang Huaiye saw where the wooden jab was, and was afraid that Gao Xun would make a fuss again, so he deliberately pointed his finger at him with a straight face before retreating, signaling him to sit quietly.

The metal tweezers were cold and hard, and Gao Xun shuddered quietly when they touched his lips.

Kuang Huaiye pinched the circle of flesh around which the wooden thorn had penetrated, and pushed it, so that the little thing with only its head exposed could be more obvious, and it would be easier to take it out.

Lips are a delicate place, and his hand strength is difficult to control, or he didn't even think about controlling it. In short, it made Gao Xun so painful that he could only rely on the eyelashes of the student in front of him to divert attention force.

The moment the wooden thorn was pulled out, Gao Xun felt bleeding from the injured place.He lowered his eyes and sucked the blood unconsciously, but he didn't want to but it flowed more and more. He couldn't help sticking out his tongue to lick it.

It wasn't until his jaw clenched that he realized that Kuang Huaiye was still holding hands.

Kuang Huaiye looked at him with focused and dangerous eyes.Gao Xun suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately stopped licking.

"You put..." He didn't have time to say the last few words.

Because Kuang Huaiye had already turned his head and kissed him.

And he seemed to have guessed that he would be resisted by Gao Xun. Of course, it would be strange if he didn't resist. He pinched his mandible very presciently, preventing him from closing his mouth.

Kuang Huaiye's kiss was like a thunderstorm that had accumulated for a long time in summer, and the dark clouds could not hold it back. It was unscrupulous in his mouth without reason, and he did whatever he wanted.

He licked Gao Xun's teeth and palate, and teased Gao Xun's evasive tongue. He was satisfied enough to stay inside, and then retreated to gently suck the small wound on Gao Xun's lips.

Gao Xun's hand only had time to push Kuang Huaiye a few times when the sudden kiss happened, before he cut it behind his back.

Kuang Huaiye's legs squeezed into Gao Xun's legs, Gao Xun's eyelids twitched, and the alarm bell rang in his heart. From this posture, he could easily understand the current state of Kuang Huaiye's body.

The goddamn teens.

Gao Xun calmly thought about it, and the opponent was full of brute force, and it would not be a problem to hit three with one, and it would definitely not work if he forced it.

So he gradually stopped struggling with the hand that was held behind his back by Kuang Huaiye, pretending to be dazed by the kiss, and even gave him some pain when Kuang Huaiye's tongue invaded his mouth from his lips again. Subtle responses.

These subtle changes are very effective, and Kuang Huaiye's deep breathing is the best proof.

Gao Xun whispered in the gap between the two's lips and teeth.

"My hands are numb."

Kuang Huaiye laughed silently, and let go of the hand clasped behind his back as if showing mercy.

Gao Xun casually picked up a glass of water on the table next to him that he had been staring at for a long time from the corner of his eye.

"Are you sober? If not, I can go to the water dispenser and give you another drink."

Gao Xun shook off a little wetness on his hands, and threw the cup back on the table with a sullen face.

Kuang Huaiye froze, then wiped his face, and the smile on his face grew wider, but that smile was like broken ice floating on the sea surface, and others might only shudder when they saw it.

Gao Xun pressed the swollen lips with the back of his hand, calmed down for a few seconds and then said, "Go to the classroom." Regardless of Kuang Huaiye's reaction, he quickly left the infirmary.

He had to go faster, so that he could leave this place smoothly with an indifferent face and a body that had already reacted.