Chapter 57：

Yanqiu looked at him and smiled, shook his head firmly and said, "No-"

The word "don't want" was too late to say. He had been pulled into the grove by the man's wrist.

In the distance, the street beside the gymnasium was lit with street lights, and the sky gradually dimmed, and the last ray of gold collapsed above the horizon.

In the late autumn season, the fallen leaves are scattered. Without the cover of leaves, the bare branches in the forest spread their teeth and dance their claws, curling up like a monster's claws. Walking in the dark woods, stepping on the grass, under the feet is the clicking sound of litter.

Yan Qiu couldn't help but take the initiative to tighten the hands of the people around him, leaning on him, fearing that something would pop out of this deep forest.

When he turned his head through the faint light, he saw the man's successful expression. Yan Qiu suddenly suspected that he had brought him here intentionally, similar to the psychology of taking a girlfriend to a horror movie.

It was just a walk, Yan Qiu thought so helplessly.

There was no one in the woods. It seemed that the weather was getting colder. The little couples who were often in the woods didn't see any of them. It's only Director Yang who insisted on coming in such cold weather. Yan Qiu pressed the lighting function of the terminal, looked at the time, and wanted to persuade Ji Xinglan to go back quickly.

"The cat is still waiting. Have you played enough, go back."

Walking to a relatively thick tree, Ji Xinglan stopped.

"Do you know why couples like to be in the woods?" He asked Qiu suddenly.

Yan Qiu innocent shook his head: "I don't know."

"Because it's exciting," the man said in his ear.

This sound sounded very bad, and when Qiu responded, the man had already covered his eyes first, and his cool lips came up.

Feeling the rough trunk leaning on the back and the softness passed over on the lips, the tip of the tongue tasted a little sweet fragrance. Yan Qiu's eyes were covered by him, and nothing was visible in front of him. The stimuli from other senses were magnified. The lips, teeth, and nose were full of the cold fragrance of the person's pheromone. Can perceive.

Yan Qiu originally thought that the dark woods in the woods were nothing fun, but when secretly kissed under the tree, the secret stimulation was really real.

There was no murmur quietly in the woods, only his own heart was pounding, echoing constantly in his chest.

"Director Yang won't come." It seemed that when he split his lips, a little silver thread was brought out, and Qiu was very ashamed, pushing the man away a little.

The environment of the grove always reminded him of the last thing. The most feared thing in Yan Qiu's life was Lao Yang. When he remembered that he was chased down by him, he felt terrified.

"No, why does Director Yang come so empty every day?" Then, Ji Xinglan began to kiss him tirelessly. He has been entangled with Yan Qiu like this these days, as if how to taste his two thin lips Will not get bored like that.

Even Qiu couldn't figure out what kind of charm he could make him addicted to.

Holding a kiss under the tree for a while, Ji Xinglan was finally satisfied, and then agreed to go home.

Yan Qiu has always had no sense of direction. Looking at the trees in all directions the same, he suddenly fainted.

Finally, vaguely saw the light of a street lamp, he quickly pointed to that side with excitement: "There."

They walked towards the light, Yan Qiu found that the road seemed to be closer than he thought.

The road ahead is getting brighter and brighter. I walked a few steps and seemed to be near the light source.

Yan Qiu rushed forward, but suddenly, the man next to him stopped, and blocked his way sideways.

The guy will leave without pushing him. Upon seeing this, Yan Qiu thought he wanted to go out, and whispered, "Don't mess around, go away."

Later, Yan Qiu crossed his shoulders and saw exactly what he thought the street light was--

It was not a street light at all, but the light of a flashlight.

They met the owner of the flashlight, no wonder they arrived so quickly.

A familiar middle-aged tenor burst into the dark woods, and frightened a group of birds in the forest.

"What are you doing!"

Yan Qiu was almost dazzled by the light, raised his hand to block his eyes, and secretly scolded: "I rely on, Lao Yang is really so free, come every day."

As soon as Yan Qiu saw him, he was upset. It seemed that he usually did too much bad things, and formed a conditioned reflex and ran away.

But he hadn't ran out two steps before, and he kept thinking, suddenly remembering that they clearly didn't need to run away this time.

This time with confidence, Yan Qiu stopped:

"It's okay, let's not run away."

The situation of flying back and forth in the past is still vivid, but it is really too tired, and Yan Qiu does not want to come again.

But Ji Xinglan disagreed.

Yesterday, he proposed to throw the marriage certificate on Director Yang's face. At this moment, he himself grabbed Yan Qiu's wrist and turned around somehow and ran away.

"... Hey, what are you running! Didn't you say you won't run when you meet Lao Yang next time!" Yan Qiu was dragged by him and ran staggeringly, panting and angry.

"It was part of the love ritual of being chased by Director Yang!"

When he ran, the man's voice was blown into the night sky by the wind. Yan Qiu glanced back at Director Yang and shook the flashlight lights that he had killed.

"You're wrong." Yan Qiu laughed angrily at him.

He had never found Ji Xinglan so naive before.

Yan Qiu Mingming knew that he should not be fooling around with him, but out of natural fear of Director Yang, he couldn't help running with him.

After a short run, they returned to the big tree.

Ji Xinglan stopped and glanced at the flashlight lights that were getting closer and closer behind them, turning his head and saying to Yan Qiu, "Come, climb up."

Looking at the half-height side branch in front of him, Yan Qiu hesitated.

Although the tree is not very high, it is still choking to let him, a person with fear of heights, climb up with his bare hands.

But before Yan Qiu finished his psychological construction, Ji Xinglan had picked him up. He gently lifted Yan Qiu in his exclamation, and then he climbed up three or two times. .

Yan Qiu straddled a thick branch, holding the branch tightly with both hands. Looking down from a height of two meters, his acrophobia was recurred, dizzy for a while, and his calves were almost cramping.

When he saw Ji Xinglan, he followed him and sat down beside him, and quickly leaned over to lean on him.

Anyway, just follow this guy, and Ji Xinglan will not let him fall.

"What kind of nerves do you have?" Yan Qiu scolded him softly, and his voice was not so fierce.

He felt that the two of them were sitting on the tree, and the branches might not be able to bear such a large weight, so he asked with a little worry: "Will we break the branches and then fall down, what if we press Director Yang?"

"It's okay, no two more people can break." Ji Xinglan looked very disappointed.

For most of the time, Yan Qiu appeared quite independent in front of him, but Alpha was always full of protection and exclusivity, so he enjoyed the moment when Yan Qiu needed him and depended on him.

Ji Xinglan sat sideways on the tree trunk, swaying his two long legs at random, in stark contrast to Yan Qiu's indecent sitting posture on the branch.

He seemed to feel that Yan Qiu was a little pitiful, so he pulled him a little into his arms, comfortably leaned his head to gently cover his lower lip, nibbled and sucked, and touched him with one hand The side of the neck, fingertips gently brushed near his glands.

I haven't heard Director Yang's voice for a long time, and Yan Qiu thought that he had been thrown away, leaning on Ji Xinglan safely, enjoying his comfort.

The Alpha pheromone provided him with a sufficient sense of security, and the symptoms of fear of heights were obviously relieved. Yan Qiu even had a mood that he could not help humming with his strokes.

But Yan Qiu hadn't had time to raise his head from the man's neck, and suddenly saw a rather dazzling light burst under his feet, which scared him.

Shocked by the flashlight, he subconsciously covered his eyes with his back.

When Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked down under the tree, while seeing the people standing under the tree, his back stiffened--

Under the tree, Director Yang tilted his head and looked at them in amazement with a flashlight.

Yan Qiu scolded secretly in his heart, and quietly tightened Ji Xinglan's hand.

By the way, Director Yang is still learning how to turn off the flashlight. Do n’t shoot, and quietly enter the village.

"What are you doing--"

The angry director Yang stood under the tree, grabbed the trunk with his hand, and twisted the fat body to climb up.

There is no Wang Fa, and some people dare to do something under his eyelids!

Oh, do you really think that you can escape if you climb a tree? Yang Yibin didn't do anything to catch premature love. He can climb a tree and drill a wall under him.

It is a pity that Director Yang is getting older recently, the beer belly is also bigger, and climbing trees is not easy. He tried several times to come up and grab people. It seemed that the degree of effort was to turn over the platform to buy some oranges. Yan Qiu looked at him and squeezed sweat for him.

"Which class, come down quickly. Report the name, remember, moral education is deducted 20 points!"

Director Yang climbed sorely and couldn't climb up, finally gave up the strategy of climbing the tree, but still squatted unyieldingly under the tree and won't stop until he caught the little couple.

After climbing the tree for a while, he seemed to be tired. The light of the flashlight was a little jittery. He tried his best to look up and could not see the faces of the two classmates. He could only vaguely see the two figures.

This time it seems that the two people hugged and kissed together.

Just when Yan Qiu was stunned, Ji Xinglan had already figured out something from his pocket, and dropped it casually and casually.

"Which class do you belong to, and who is your class teacher? How dare you engage in early love at the end of the exam?"

Director Yang shouted under the tree, and suddenly saw something fall from the tree.

He didn't see what it was, and his hand was automatically extended to pick it up, but it was a pity that he didn't catch it, and the little red book "slapped" on his face, and his voice was crisp.

Director Yang raised his eyebrows, squeezed the thing and glanced at it, stunned.

He illuminated the photo on the marriage certificate with a flashlight, and then looked up in amazement.

I wiped it and sat on the tree with his chin looking at him, not the young master Ji.

Director Yang touched the half-bald head and was messy in the wind.

What happened to Nima, how did you catch Chen Lian and caught the crown prince.

He just murdered Master Ji Xiao just now, and remembered to deduct their moral education points.

Who wouldn't mess with Master Ji, he vowed to never get up early and greedy and catch early love!

Before Director Yang had time to wipe the sweat coming out of the tip of his nose, he saw that Master Ji Xiao did not know when he had come down from the tree, and politely greeted him: "Director Yang is good."

"Hey good," Director Yang sweated coldly, "Xiaoji son is so good."

Ji Xinglan walked over to him and spoke some ghost words freely. The serious appearance made Qiu almost believe it.

"Director Yang, you know, Xiao Qiu was in danger here last time, so I took him to do the simulation training of climbing trees and evading. I am sorry to disturb you for working."

"Hey, don't disturb or disturb."

Director Yang listened and felt more guilty. The legal couples were regarded as early lovers by him indiscriminately like a rabbit.

Guilty Guilty.

Director Yang closed the marriage certificate and put it back in Ji Xinglan's hands, revealing a spring breeze and a warm smile:

"I made a mistake. In fact, I don't want to deduct your moral education points. I mean that marriage can add extra credit for extra-curricular qualities. Remember to come to the Academic Affairs Office to stamp next Monday ~"

"Then, Teacher Yang will see you again." Ji Xinglan said politely.

"Hey, happy wedding, goodbye and goodbye." Director Yang wiped the sweat on his forehead and turned away.

Watching Director Yang go away, the flashlight lights flickered, and soon became dim and disappeared.

Yan Qiu sighed with relief, lowering his head to see himself suspended two meters high above the ground, Ji Xinglan was no longer beside him, almost black before his eyes; "Ah, you'll get me down!"

"Good boy, jump down," Ji Xinglan smiled, "I follow you."

Yan Qiu didn't dare to jump like this, but he couldn't sit on the tree all his life.

While hesitating, the man stood under the tree and persuaded him: "Trust me, I won't let you fall."

Looking at Ji Xinglan's firm appearance, Yan Qiu gritted his teeth and finally tried to take the first step.

He slowly removed his **** from the branch and hung his hands on the branch.

"You have picked it up!" Yan Qiu urged Ji Xinglan standing under the tree.

"Come, three, two, one--"

Yan Qiu finally found the courage to let go, and fell straight from the tree, then fell into a hug.

The impact of an adult falling from a tree is still quite large. Even Ji Xinglan couldn't stand still. He simply fell back and hugged him on the soft grass.

Yan Qiu pounced on him, shaking his dizzy head and sat up, only to find that he was riding on the man, and his posture was rather unsightly.

Yan Qiu looked around and took care of her hair, asked Ji Xinglan: "Now?"

Where should they go now, can they finally go back and feed the cat?

In the dark, the man stared at Yan Qiu fixedly. The moonlight makes his face extremely beautiful, and his deep eyes are full of light, which seems to be the world.

Ji Xinglan's muscles exerted a little force, and Yan Qiu overwhelmed him under a roll, and the two fell into the soft grass together.

Yan Qiu looked up at the starry sky and the people who pressed on him. The man leaned closer and chuckled in his ear:

"Now, now I want to kiss you."