On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

In the fourth quarter, Song Yu acted like a mad dog on the field.

The fight made the opponent wonder if Song Yu had taken a stimulant.

In the end, the School of Computer Science won the game with a score of 45:42.

After leaving the stage, Song Yu collapsed from exhaustion and lay back weakly. When he thought he was about to lie down on the ground, he fell into a warm embrace.

He felt weak all over, and he knew who it was after thinking about it, so he said lazily, half jokingly, "Take Dad back to the dormitory."

Unexpectedly, his body really lost its center of gravity, and he felt that his whole body was volleying in the air, and his whole body was light.

Song Yu was taken aback, "Damn it, are you serious?! I was joking!"

Yan Baijing smiled, but was not ready to let him go.

The movement of these two people here has attracted the attention of many people.

Of course, the ridicule from the people at the Electrical Engineering Institute was also indispensable.

"What are these two people doing? Are they gay?"

"Fuck, he still has the strength to pick up that mad dog?!"

I can't blame them for talking nonsense, I can only say that the postures of Yan Baijing and Song Yu are really too ambiguous.

Yan Baijing ignored those people, although Song Yu's expression could be clearly seen from this posture, his eyes were dull, a little nervous, and he felt embarrassed to be hugged in public.But he also knew that Song Yu would not accept him being carried all the way back to the dormitory in this position.

With both hands, Yan Baijing carried Song Yu's laziness on his shoulders, turned around and said to the basketball team, "Song Yu is too tired, I'll take him back to the dormitory."

After saying this, he carried Song Yu out of the basketball court step by step in full view of everyone.

The stadium is quite close to the freshman dormitory building.

Song Yu was really tired, and being carried back by Yan Baijing looked more normal than carrying him back.

So Song Yu didn't struggle much and let Yan Baijing carry him back to the dormitory.

Yan Baijing couldn't carry him to the bed, so he had to put him in front of the ladder and let him go up by himself.

Song Yu struggled to climb onto the bed, clacked, lay face down on the pillow, closed his eyes, and murmured with his voice pressed against his chest:

"Ah...so tired...it's about to explode."

Yan Baijing glanced at him helplessly, took off his sweat-soaked jersey, wiped the sweat off his body with water, put the jersey in the basin, and looked at Song Yu lying on the bed.

"You take off your jersey before going to sleep."

In the end, Song Yu really didn't even bother to take off his clothes.

Yan Baijing had no choice but to climb onto the bed and straddle Song Yu's bed with his feet. Just as he was about to help Song Yu undress with his hands, when he touched the skin on Song Yu's back, he was startled slightly by the slippery feel.

What was a normal thing suddenly made him feel charming.

He was...helping Song Yu undress.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down without a trace.

Yan Baijing really felt that he was making trouble for nothing.

Suppressing the heat in his heart, when he wanted to help him take off his clothes quickly, he found that it was difficult for him to take off his clothes.

Yan Baijing pushed him helplessly, "You get up and take off your soccer uniform, and I'll wash it together."

Song Yu sat up in a daze, and didn't moan or whine anymore, but just after playing, he was really exhausted, but Yan Baijing came up to help him take it off, he couldn't be so lazy as to die.

As soon as Song Yu sat up, two chest muscles came into view, and the strong lines of the abdomen formed a nearly perfect gully.

Yan Baijing's body was just sweating, and he was shirtless when he came up to help Song Yu undress.

Song Yu's head froze for a moment, "You're paralyzed, why don't you wear clothes!"

Yan Baijing himself was also in a very embarrassing mood, but when Song Yu asked him this question, he regained consciousness, "I took off my clothes and prepared to wash them. It's not like you haven't seen them before. Why are you making such a fuss?"

Song Yu couldn't tell what was going on, seeing her roommate help her undress on her bed with her upper body naked...

This behavior is very strange!

Yan Baijing's lazy eyes carried a sense of innocence after being scolded.

It made Song Yu feel a little embarrassed, but Yan Baijing was always taking care of himself.

Without further ado, Song Yu quickly took off his clothes.

As a result, as soon as he finished taking off, he saw Yan Baijing's eyes stared straight at his waist.

Uncomfortable being stared at by Yan Baijing, Song Yu quickly picked up the pajamas folded by the bedside and put them on himself.

That look is really weird.

Song Yu couldn't help thinking about it.It's no wonder that he has a big brain. There are many gay tree holes in the Jiansan post bar. Even if he doesn't click in to see, the girls in the gang will go to see them.

And isn't that kind of dangerous look usually seen when you see someone you like?

Is my roommate a gay?

Song Yu's eyes drifted unconsciously to the hidden place of Yan Baijing's lower body.

This small look did not escape Yan Baijing's attention. Yan Baijing stood up and stepped back on his bed, and got off the bed with Song Yu's ball jersey.

That's right, a small tent somewhere in Yan Baijing was propped up.

But Song Yu couldn't see Yan Baijing's quick reaction.

After Yan Baijing left, Song Yu's tense nerves relaxed.

Thinking about what happened just now, I felt that I was thinking too much.

It's normal to be naked in the boys' dormitory, but it's because he has too much brains.

How could such a nice person be gay, he was just taking care of his roommates.

Song Yu, you were really poisoned by Jisan, you actually suspected Yan Baijing.

It seems that we have to keep a distance from those girls in the future.

After suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Song Yu lay back on the bed again, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

What I have to admit is that when Yan Baijing appeared in front of him with his upper body naked, his heart beat strangely accelerated.

Subconsciously, he felt that his figure...was quite sexy.

His lazy voice and lazy eyes, coupled with the visual impact just now.

If I were a girl, I would probably also like Yan Baijing very much.

Previously, Yan Baijing was described as handsome and big, but it seems that this is far from enough.

He is handsome, easy to get along with, gentle and caring.

Damn, if you get to know him better and get along with him more, he will become his own male god.

Song Yu shook his head, took out his mobile phone, put the earphones into his ears, saw that Yan Baijing was still doing laundry, and boldly clicked on a folder.

I can't keep thinking about a lot of messy things anymore. If I think about it blindly, it might be the same as what was written in the post bar, and I will bend myself.

A very obscene picture was playing on the phone, and Song Yu's thoughts were gradually brought to the content of the video.

After watching for a while, Song Yu responded directly.

Song Yu turned his head and glanced at Yan Baijing. Seeing that he was still washing clothes, he held his body under the quilt and began to move up and down.

The fingers clearly know how to move in order to get pleasure, and letting the rhythm of the fingers let oneself sink and lose.

Every cell in the body is gradually ignited with life, stimulating every inch of nerve.

Gradually getting better, a woman's groan came from my ear, and the frequency of the right hand movement gradually became faster, slowly pushing myself to the highest point.

But at this moment, a sexy and low-pitched magnetic voice, with a little slyness, appeared in his ears inappropriately.

The place closest to the ear seems to be said close to the ear.

"You seem very hungry."

Song Yu was all too familiar with this voice.

But when this voice came out, it stimulated his nerves more than the woman's moan.

All the tense nerves were released, and Song Yu's body instantly collapsed on the bed.

The mind was empty for a few seconds.

But when he thought of the voice that reached his ears just now, the roots of his ears turned red.

Just as he was about to question this guy why he wanted to masturbate all of a sudden, he saw the toilet paper handed over by Yan Baijing first.

Song Yu turned his head and saw Yan Baijing's face curled up, with a tacit expression on his face.

Song Yu's face instantly turned red like a monkey's ass.

"……you!"

It was as if all kinds of seasonings had been overturned in my heart, and all kinds of shameful feelings came to my mind instantly.

How can I break my masturbation if my roommate sees it?

What a shame!

Why did Yan Baijing finish washing all of a sudden!

Song Yu turned her head away in embarrassment and anger, not daring to look at Yan Baijing again.

With his eyes closed, he was silently preparing to bear Yan Baijing's overwhelming complaints.

Yan Baijing is a jerk, his complaints are really not something ordinary people can bear.

"Listening to the voice of a pornographic male anchor can make you feel so..."

Yan Baijing's voice was sticky now, and he deliberately whispered in Song Yu's ear, making Song Yu go weak.

At the same time, shame and anger spread from his heart even more than before. He wanted to keep silent, but Song Yu turned around and was about to scold him, but Yan Baijing happened to be on the ladder and bent down to lie on him on purpose. The gesture of talking in the ear.

As soon as Song Yu turned over, Yan Baijing's mouth hadn't left yet, and the lips of the two came into direct contact.

Song Yu was in a daze.

Yan Baijing didn't expect Song Yu to turn over suddenly, and there was a sudden soft touch from his mouth. Yan Baijing's head was slightly hot, but luckily he was still rational, so he quickly moved his head away.

Afraid of Song Yu's embarrassment, Yan Baijing glanced at him pretending to be calm, "You really have strength, you masturbate right after the ball game."

Song Yu jumped up from the bed and retorted, "Are you a man! It's as if you've never masturbated before!"

Yan Baijing curled his lips and smiled, "I've done it, why don't I let you experience it next time and I'll help you? I'm very professional~"

Song Yu's face was almost red and purple, "You are paralyzed, so get out!"

Why is Yan Baijing so shameless!I have never seen a person who utters such shameless words without blushing and heartbeat!

Yan Baijing smiled, and stopped teasing Song Yu, "It's over, I'm going to buy food, what do you want?"

Song Yu directly covered the quilt on his head, and ignored Yan Baijing.

I'm not in the mood for this guy right now!

Song Yu's good mood was completely ruined.

The back of his hand wiped his lips vigorously, but it was difficult to dispel the shame and anger in his heart.

What, doesn't he feel embarrassed!

Is it because I have ghosts in my heart that I am embarrassed?

Because he doesn't think about that...

Song Yu got angry with himself, thinking all day long whether his roommates were gay or not.

Yan Baijing did nothing wrong, he can only blame himself for thinking blindly all day long.

Thinking of this, Song Yu angrily lifted the quilt again, only to find that Yan Baijing was no longer in the dormitory.

……

A look of worry appeared on his face.

Will Yan Baijing be angry?

He was so kind to me, today he was just joking, and in the end I took all my anger on him.

Song Yu took out his mobile phone, dialed Yan Baijing's number, and moved his finger away when he touched the call button.

What can I say...

After thinking for a long time, Song Yu edited a text message to Yan Baijing.

"...I want something with meat."

It won't be embarrassing.

Yan Baijing was actually downstairs in the dormitory, and he didn't go to buy food. He sat on the stool under the vine shelf downstairs in the dormitory, his face a little dignified.

It seemed that Song Yu was a little angry.

Because I thought it was fun to tease him, I couldn't help teasing him a little more.

He also instantly forgot that Song Yu was a straight man, so he might not be able to accept such a thing.

Blame myself for not restraining myself.

It won't always be so embarrassing when we meet in the future.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang a ringtone specially set for Song Yu.

Yan Baijing hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check the text messages.

"...I want something with meat."

The frown that was tightly furrowed instantly relaxed, and a smile that seemed sweeter than eating candy appeared on his usually expressionless face, with a little excitement and excitement.

Without saying a word, he got up without patting the ashes on his body, wagging his tail like Song Yu's dogleg, and hurried to the cafeteria.