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

He said, Luo Zifan, you won, I played me in.

When Zheng Feng said this, there was a bitter smile on his face.

Then I pressed him down without hesitation.

I saw him let me gallop under me. He was 0 for the first time, but he screamed without artificiality.

The voice is sexy and thick.

Greatly satisfied my inflated desire to conquer.

He knows how to cooperate with me and how to make me happy.

In short, that day, I was about to be squeezed dry by him.

Then I took his hand and kissed his lips.

Gently, not fanatical.

He understood, he chuckled.

"Luo Zifan, if I don't tell you, you will never be able to admit that you have actually been played by yourself."

I just smiled and didn't speak.

Then he lifted my chin and gave me a cold smile.

"Do you know that every time you sneer like this, I miss you."

I said, "Then you come, anyway, my kung fu and strength are not as good as yours."

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled.

"No, the feeling of being fucked by you is not bad. And I was the first to admit defeat."

I feel like he really likes me.

When I think of this, the little spark in my heart is instantly lit up.

The feeling that the pulse of the whole body is rapidly expanding because of his words.

I feel that his mouth is more and more attractive to me, it can only be eloquent, ventriloquist and cocky mouth.

So I gnawed on it.

Can't help it.

I'm not just obsessed with his body anymore, I'm obsessed with him as a person.

How handsome.

He smiled when he was done.

"Luo Zifan, I didn't realize you were so dissatisfied with desire."

I said, "I'm happy, I'm happy anyway."

Zheng Feng sneered, "You are so proud, when can I hear you admit it yourself?"

I've always found it really boring to say I love you and I like you.

It's as boring as wearing a condom before having sex.

Action is enough, how can there be so many greasy things.

"boring."

Zheng Feng said that I am really not interested, I am too lazy to talk to him.

Then he started talking to himself.

"You are such a boring person, why do I fall in love with you when I don't like anyone?"

I asked him.

"Is up a verb?"

He suddenly laughed.

"I really don't know whether to say you are boring or interesting."

I dragged my lazy body to take a bath with him.

Boring question, why not think about what to have for breakfast tomorrow.

I think Yan Baijing's words are particularly right. He said that people like me live a day to day life, get along with nothing, waste air while alive, and waste land when dead.

Actually, I'm just being selfish.

I find it troublesome, so I am too lazy to socialize with people. I have a job that can give me a living.

I don't have a dream like Yan Baijing's. To live in this world, I have to prove something quickly.

I'm not as straightforward as Song Yu, because I'm too lazy to talk to people, how you interpret me has nothing to do with me, and I'm too lazy to explain anything.

I just know who I am, and I'm bored.

So Zheng Feng likes to find work for me.

All the things that were boring and meaningless in the first place, all came alive because of him.

I still find what he does really boring.

He would drag me to the beach to see beautiful legs.

He will drag me to pick grapes, strawberries, and all the fruits that can be picked.

Then we were discovered by the farmer, and we ran for our lives.

It's like a pair of thieves working together.

I said he was really naive, but he was a mature man in his 30s anyway.

He just smiled at me and said that he was still a child at heart.

Later he told me that in the story he told me, the little boy who died was the little boy who stole fruit with him in the village before.

He liked the little boy, and the little boy liked him.

It was later found out by the parents of both parties.

The little boy was beaten and maimed by his father. Later, the boy couldn't think about it, so he committed suicide.

He was sent to a juvenile prison and tortured alive, and later he was admitted to a military academy.

Some people are born gay, like me, like him, like Yan Baijing.

They knew they were different from the very beginning, so they lived carefully.

I have hidden it without exception.

Later, I found out that it was completely unnecessary.

Because I'm so lazy, when someone points at my nose, I don't even bother to justify it, and just punch it.

In fact, I didn't even bother to punch my fist, but I was helpless because he owed it too much.

When flies come to bother you, the person who can really ignore it is a god, I accept it.

No one is special, so why take yourself too seriously and think that the world revolves around you, begging you to agree.

I don't know what Zheng Feng meant by telling me about his past, but I was quite uncomfortable when I heard it.

Maybe I changed my perspective, if at that time Yan Baijing couldn't bear the thought of ending his own life because he couldn't bear the accusations made against him by others.

I think, I will regret, heartache.

That is a fresh life, it was smiling at you with fresh activities yesterday, but today there is nothing.

Zheng Feng probably blamed himself. If the two of them hadn't happened for a while, this tragedy would not have happened.

I won't comfort people, and I won't say it's okay you have me now.

Zheng Feng just wanted to find someone to talk to, after all, this was once a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.

I don't know what he likes about me, my boredom, or my ass.

I only know that at least at this moment, if we are together, then I will treat him well.

I am willing to accompany him to reminisce about the hurdles he can't get through, and he is willing to share his pain with me.

I am a person without passion, and it happens that Zheng Feng is a person who does not need passion.

So the two of us seem to get along dull and boring, but in fact, I think I already have a lot.

Zheng Feng was controlled under a strict contract, and those who rebounded would only become more and more rebellious.

So he was not straightened at all as his parents wished.

On the contrary, it intensified.Become a seasoned lover, male or female.

He enjoys the feeling of having someone else in his hands.

He enjoyed the feeling of giving hope to others and then snuffing it out with his own hands.

He enjoys the obsessive and nostalgic eyes of others on him.

He is like a high god, giving mercy and favor to those who like him.

He is such a pervert who enjoys torturing others while torturing himself.

He complained about the tragedy that happened to him by hurting those around him.

So at the beginning, what he took a fancy to was only my ass.

He is a man with a story, and he doesn't care about the flowers and plants along the way of the story.

Then, he met me.

I think I should feel lucky to have met such a scum in military uniform.

I'm jealous that your love is as powerful as a rainbow, like a queen who is always popular.

He said, "Luo Zifan, you have won."

The love or liking in his mouth has been heard by countless people.

But admit defeat to me.

I didn’t tell anyone about the like or love in my mouth, because I don’t know what is love and what is like. I only know that these two words represent a kind of commitment and responsibility, as well as a kind of dedication.

Yan Baijing liked Song Yu, so Yan Baijing paid his expectations and expected a response.Suffering day and night in gains and losses.

Song Yu liked Yan Baijing, so Song Yu gave his thoughts, his youth, and his official career.Suffering day and night in regret and life.

I don't want to say like or love, this word is as light as a feather to me, and as heavy as Mount Tai.

I know that when I say that, I give him the initiative.

My emotions will be affected by him.

But now, it doesn't make sense to say it or not, because I will indeed be influenced by him.

More or less, I would start to wonder if he would be happy, if he would be pleasantly surprised.

I will even give him a well-prepared birthday present on his birthday.

I didn't say I liked him.

I said, "Zheng Feng, I disdain to be the flowers and plants around you. If you really admit that you lost, then from today onwards, I can only be the last one. Otherwise, we will continue the fishing game."

When I said this, my heart ached.

Because I expected him to say yes.

I hope he doesn't use his usual play-by-play approach to me.

Expecting a genuine smile on his face, or something.

Call me out, idiot.

I understand his flamboyance, and he also understands my laziness.

But a man's eyes cannot lie.

If you want to see if he's going to lie, look into his eyes.

See if he will feel guilty, see if he will touch his nose.

Zheng Feng didn't make any extra moves, he was serious, like a soldier taking an oath to defend the country.

Raised his hands to me.

For a soldier, raising his hands to the enemy means surrender.

It means betraying the country, which means that he will become a prisoner.

I was a lazy fish he caught without bait or hook.

There was obviously no bait, no attraction of any kind, no hook that would catch my mouth.

Just get hooked.

I don't think I'm so lucky to meet a black-hearted wolf in the skin of an innocent senior with a white face in the lazy freshman military training.

But I feel how lucky I am to tame this black wolf.

So when Yan Baijing asked about my story with Zheng Feng.

In fact, I don't know what to tell the story.

Compared to him and Song Yu who love to die or live, I can only sum it up in three sentences.

The first sentence is, I want to fuck him.

The second sentence is, he wants to fuck me.

The third sentence is, in the end I fucked him.

Therefore, if it is placed in a novel, a boring person like me will probably only have the word count of two chapters written by the author.

because I.

Fucking nasty crap.

but I.

I'm really not a person who expresses my own emotions directly with vulgar words.

So I really admire Song Yu, who can say anything.

And don't be ashamed.

Then I looked at him, smiled and called him:

"Jiang Taigong."

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Jiang Taigong is fishing - those who wish to take the bait.