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

Song Yu's embarrassment and unease spread from his heart to his whole body.

Yes, he was hard.

It’s nothing to a man at all, it’s hard to watch porn, it’s hard to be teased on the inner thighs, and it’s hard even just to see girls dangling in front of him in tight skirts.

What embarrassed him was because what made him hard was Yan Baijing's lengthy kiss.

There is also Yan Baijing's voice, and his sexy tongue licking movements.

From the beginning of their acquaintance, Song Yu found Yan Baijing very attractive.

He will do all kinds of outrageous things for him, and will carefully remember all his habits.

He has admitted this himself, he likes the feeling of staying with Yan Baijing very much, otherwise he would not regard Yan Baijing as his best friend.

So even when he suddenly found out that Yan Baijing was gay and even liked him, he never felt disgusted.

But at this moment, he abruptly had a disgusting feeling.

Not to Yan Baijing, but to himself.

The body's most sincere reaction made him feel ashamed in front of the person he once trusted the most.

This disgust expressed through body language turned into a slap in the face.

Without warning, he slapped Yan Baijing directly.

But Yan Baijing just turned his head back calmly, and smiled at him resolutely, as if he could see through him.

"You have a guilty conscience, you not only feel physically teased by me, but also psychologically..."

He didn't want to listen to Yan Baijing's crazy talk like breaking a can.

This is not him.

Not the gentle, empathetic one.

It's a cruel, selfish ghost who will never give up until he reaches his goal.

Song Yu didn't want to hear it, and the expression shown in body language was the second slap in the face.

How could he suddenly.

A different person.

Turned into someone I didn't know at all.

So you wake up.

However, after the second slap, Yan Baijing turned his head back calmly, with the same mocking smile on his lips.

The words he uttered made Song Yu tremble all over.

"It turns out that you like to be hard."

The third slap was cut off halfway while it was still in the air. No matter how hard Song Yu struggled, Yan Baijing just said a word coldly.

"You slapped me twice today, and one day, I will get it back from you."

With a threatening tone, Song Yu had no intention of substituting Yan Baijing into the plot of the domineering president falling in love with him, but Song Yu almost could think of saying a second from Yan Baijing's face: "Woman, you succeeded It caught my attention." What an expression.

Probably, if it was a girl, her heart would explode at this moment.

But Song Yu only had an indescribable emotion of anger and shame.

And in this gap, Yan Baijing directly grabbed Song Yu's right hand and threw Song Yu to the wall.

Song Yu was shocked.

Yan Baijing lowered his head and licked Song Yu's ears.

Song Yu was trembling all over, and he could even feel a little wet on the small tent where his underwear was propped up.

He gritted his teeth.

Yan Baijing did it on purpose.

He clearly knew that this would make him lose all strength, but he still used this despicable method to embarrass him.

Yan Baijing's voice reached his ears with a gentle wind.

"Do you think that if I like you, I will become a muddy temper?"

Song Yu really hated his body's most sincere reaction to Yan Baijing's voice.

His body seemed to be crisp.

The more he pretended to be calm, the bigger the smile on Yan Baijing's mouth would be.

While licking Song Yu's ears, Yan Baijing slowly untied Song Yu's belt, unzipped his jeans, and gently tore the slightly wet bulge through his underwear with his hands.

Song Yu's whole body froze, but there were traces of teasing from his lower body, which made his breathing a little short.

He subconsciously wanted to push Yan Baijing away.

But his shoving was probably like a rebuff.

Song Yu gritted his teeth.

"……let me go."

And this refusal with a changed tone reached Yan Baijing's ears, and it sounded like Song Yu begged for mercy before it even started.

Yan Baijing smiled, pinched his head lightly with his hand, and deliberately teased him with his voice in his ear.

"What if I say no?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Baijing reached into Song Yu's underwear with his whole hand, and held Song Yu's already swollen hard object.

The slender fingers could clearly feel the beating of the veins, as if Song Yu's life was in his hands, and Yan Baijing squeezed it twice maliciously.

Song Yu's toes were slightly tensed, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.

He didn't understand why Yan Baijing made him seem to have no part of his body insensitive.

So Yan Baijing just squeezed it lightly, and he couldn't help it.

What flashed through his mind was the pair of hands typing codes on the keyboard at a dizzying speed when he met Yan Baijing for the first time.

The joints are well defined and slender.

But this hand is doing the most instinctive animal thing to him right now.

Yan Baijing had plenty of patience, and he also knew exactly what to do to make Song Yu truly powerless to resist.

He kneaded and massaged lightly and sometimes heavily, listening to Song Yu's increasingly heavy breathing, and staring at his biting lower lip and closed eyes with burning eyes.

What a lovely reaction.

I want to bite, I want to hear the voice he has been holding back so hard.

If it was Song Yu, it would definitely sound good.

Thinking of this, Yan Baijing gently scratched Song Yu's head with his fingernails maliciously.

Song Yu couldn't hold back, let go of his lips, and let out a small moan from his throat uncontrollably.

Yan Baijing listened, and the movements of his hands were a bit fancy.

Song Yu didn't understand why a person who could only read codes all day long was so skilled in his hands. Yan Baijing didn't move mechanically like when he was masturbating himself, the rhythm was ups and downs, and although his fingers were slender, they were not as smooth as a woman's. Every time the rough fingertips passed over the top, Song Yu was going crazy.

But Yan Baijing's method was not so simple, he put his fingertips on the horse's eyes and turned around gently.

In a situation where he was already extremely ashamed, Yan Baijing's light laughter permeated his whole body just right.

"Is it cool?"

Song Yu's body tensed suddenly, like a fish bouncing.

Yan Baijing felt two streams of warm mucus, one front and one back, and Song Yu's sex organ was not small, vigorous and vigorous.

After the first shot, he shuddered, and then another shot.

It was a pity that Yan Baijing didn't get to see what Xiao Song Yu saw when he sprayed.

Song Yu felt weak all over, Yan Baijing hugged him and let Song Yu lean on him.

Song Yu shot him all over the hand, he didn't mind.

Even teased him with words.

"The amount is not small, it's still sticky, how long has it been resolved?"

However, the sudden wet feeling from his shoulder made Yan Baijing panic.

Song Yu in his arms seemed to be suppressing something desperately, shaking uncontrollably.

He forgot how self-respecting Song Yu was.

I also forgot that Song Yu is a person who would rather hurt himself seven points than hurt others three points.

he looks like……

He underestimated the importance of himself in Song Yu's heart.

Yan Baijing didn't feel wrong.

Even after learning that Yan Baijing liked him, Song Yu didn't intend to blame Yan Baijing for a moment.

In Song Yu's heart, Yan Baijing was always the outstanding and caring male god.

Everything will be excellent.

It is the existence he has always longed for.

Even if he made up his mind to give Yan Baijing a clear answer, it was based on Song Yu's trust in Yan Baijing, and he forced himself to face Yan Baijing's feelings.

Song Yu was not good at solving emotional problems.

If Yan Baijing hadn't been regarded as extremely important, why would he not go back to the dormitory for a whole week, thinking about how to solve this matter every day.

If Yan Baijing was not regarded as extremely important, how could he naively hold a sliver of expectation, in order not to make Yan Baijing too sad, he would still say hello when they met.

He forced himself not to hide from Yan Baijing, and endured the embarrassment when they met, he just wanted to make Yan Baijing think he was okay, and he wouldn't care that Yan Baijing was gay.

Because they are friends.

Song Yu has never been too cruel to his friends.

However, everything Yan Baijing did today challenged his bottom line.

It also made the things he insisted on these days collapsed.

His self-esteem, his compromise.

He could only be manipulated by Yan Baijing to abandon his weapons and surrender.

The most vigorous push is nothing but a joke.

In Yan Baijing's hands, he lost all face.

He didn't know what to do, and he hated himself crying in front of Yan Baijing as if he was showing weakness.

Shame and humiliation.

No self-respect.

Song Yu asked Yan Baijing a question in Yan Baijing's ear.

"If you are satisfied with seeing me like this, can you let me go?"

With a little hoarse voice, and a faint cry.

It was only then that Yan Baijing realized that he was holding Song Yu's right wrist tightly, and there was already a deep red mark on it.

He let go of his hand, thinking that Song Yu would give him a punch or two, or a slap or two.

But Song Yu didn't.

Song Yu just quietly pulled up his pants, zipped them up, and fastened his belt.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu's actions and regretted it.

He used his toughest way to hurt the person he loved the most, just to get him.

And what he used to despise the most was the kind of person who did things that hurt others in the name of liking.

I wanted to eat an apple, but you gave me a bunch of bananas, saying it was for my own good.

But other than that, he really couldn't bear Song Yu's indifference to him.

He would rather Song Yu beat him, blame him, scold him.

I also don't want to see Song Yu who is the most silent and polite, saying "thank you" to him.

At least, beating and scolding could at least prove that he was with Song Yu, so he was considered special.

Although this is special, it is not the special one in the good direction.

He wanted to say sorry.

But he understands that it's just useless.

"not enough."

Yan Baijing grabbed Song Yu's arm to stop Song Yu's thoughts of going out.

He didn't understand why he couldn't help holding him back, but his intuition told him that if he didn't hold Song Yu, Song Yu would never come back after going out this time.

Now that this is the case, he doesn't want to let him go at all. If the first step is wrong, there is no room for turning around.

"If you dare to go out from the door, I will really fuck you."

Yan Baijing grabbed Song Yu's hand and forced Song Yu to turn around and look into his eyes.

But he saw that point in Song Yu's eyes, the last bit of shattered trust, which turned into inconceivable, and then sarcasm.

Yan Baijing used a strong tone to destroy the last bit of friendship between the two people.

"Don't force me to leave you any room."

Song Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yan Baijing! You're even worse than a fucking beast!"

Song Yu had the last bit of trust and softness in himself.

In this way, it was destroyed in his own hands.

Yan Baijing suddenly felt that it didn't matter.

What friendship, what trust.

As long as you are by my side, don't leave me.

I want nothing more.

I just want to do one thing.

Please don't go.