Host, You're Targeted

The two teachers talk more and more far away, Lin fengxu and Shen Yang are still lying on the ground without moving.

In the distance, the students of No.2 Middle School are running around and the sound of teachers catching people in No.1 middle school has been far away.

Shen Yang is still lying on Lin fengxu's body, listening to the young man's powerful heartbeat, slowly grasping his school uniform.

Lin fengxu was still thinking about what the geography teacher had just said. He didn't realize how ambiguous his posture was with Shen Yang.

If he had not pressed down Shen Yang in time, he would have jumped into the Yangtze River and couldn't wash it.

If holding together is a misunderstanding, it is justifiable that not only holding together, but also lying on the ground up and down, that is really the cover up.

But fortunately, nothing happened.

Shen Yang knows that Lin fengxu hasn't pushed him away for such a long time. He must have something wrong, but he can't tell where the problem is.

So he simply lies in Lin fengxu's arms lying dead, taking the opportunity to rub in Lin fengxu's arms for two times, wiping.

"Dong, Dong, Dong --"

the heartbeat of teenagers is not big or small, and its rhythm is stable.

There was no movement on the quiet road. Shen Yang could only hear the heartbeat of Lin Feng Xu.

I don't know how long it took. Lin Feng felt the numbness of his shoulder and pushed Shen Yang away.

Shen Yang is pushed up again by Lin fengxu on his shoulder. This time, before he shows a stunned expression, Lin fengxu pulls back his own body.

Lin fengxu's movements are clean and neat. After a few seconds, Shen Yang sits on the ground between his legs, watching him take his legs back and stand up neatly.

After standing up, Lin fengxu even looked down at Shen Yang and patted his bottom which was all gray.

Shen Yang looked at himself sitting on the ground, and then looked at Lin fengxu standing in front of him who was photographing his body. He asked him foolishly, "what are you doing?"

Lin fengxu: "can't you see it? I'm taking dust. "

Shen Yang doesn't know which tendon is wrong. He even reaches out to Lin fengxu.

"What are you doing?" Lin Feng asked.

"Help me, pull me up." Shen Yang replied sincerely, "my feet are numb and I can't get up."

Lin fengxu rolled his eyes at the starry night sky, or stretched out his hand toward Shen Yang.

Boys of this age probably have a common problem of face saving.

After Lin Feng Xu reached out to Shen Yang, he didn't say anything. He raised his head to look at other places.

Shen Yang looks at that pair of hands which are only a few centimeters away from his outstretched hands, and suddenly wants to give Lin Feng a shudder.

Is there something wrong with the child's brain? He's got his hands out!

However, Shen Yang did not argue with Lin Feng Xu.

He took his hand back, patted up and down, and then grabbed Lin fengxu's hands.

Both hands are dirty. Don't despise anyone.

Shen Yang sits on the ground, and Lin fengxu stands in front of him.

The two kept their hands together and froze for several seconds.

Shen Yang: Well... "

Lin fengxu:

"What are you doing?" Shen Yang was at a loss. He pinched Lin fengxu's palm and complained, "what's wrong with you? Pull me up

Lin Feng Xu looked down for a long time, then grasped Shen Yang's hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Shen Yang is really numb feet, was pulled up did not stand firm, again fell into the arms of Lin fengxu.