Chapter 30：

Chapter Thirty

I want to ask why Xiao Yiheng has a fever?

This matter is indeed related to the temporary marking, but the reason is exactly the opposite of what Li Cheng thought. +++ Catino Novel Network www.novelhall.com

Xiao Yiheng was not squeezed (gan) energy, but... the marked behavior of being tasted raised a repressed impulse in his heart.

Xiao Yiheng's age is when the young boy's "energy" is at its strongest. It's just that he usually focuses on his studies and was born in such a family. He has been suppressing his true self, consciously or unconsciously.

Yesterday, his close contact with Li Cheng broke the code of conduct he had abided by for so many years.

The desire to vent is like a mountain avalanche, out of control.

Until now, his tongue seemed to recall the sweetness of omega blood.

Last night, he (sleeping Shui) was very unreliable, (睡Shui) (睡Shui) woke up, and in the countless cascading dreams, Li Cheng's figure was always interspersed with (cha).

He dreamed that when they met for the first time, Li Cheng fell from the sky and fell into his arms. He did not let him go, but directly imprisoned him in his arms, making him unable to break free.

He also dreamed that they were fighting in the alley. The police were stuck in the alley. They were hiding behind the dirty sofa. He leaned over Li Cheng's body and looked at the jealous eyes.

He also dreamed that Li Cheng had soiled his clothes with a basin of dirty water, and Li Cheng took him to the swimming pool (xi) for a bath. He (强qiang) dragged Li Cheng into the shower room, and the hot water poured from the shower, soaking the bodies of the two of them.

The last dream is in the art classroom.

What happened in reality (fa) was re-deduced in the dream. The dim twilight, the shattered light and shadow, the boy's shivering legs.

But unlike reality, he didn't stop at the temporary marking of pheromone integration, he pushed Li Orange to the desk.

School uniforms were scattered all over the place.

How Xiao Yiheng applied paint on the canvas, how he applied Li Orange.

The boy in the dream first cursed loudly, punched and kicked, but soon became a comfortable moan.

He even imagined how the boy was crying, and his lovely crunched toes.

...Unfortunately, the dream is only a dream after all.

After waking up from the dream, Xiao Yiheng developed a high fever.

It's just that he didn't expect that the young man who confuses him in his dream would appear in front of him with a bag of oranges.

He also said to be "responsible" to him.

...

Thinking of this, Xiao Yiheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Cheng, who was sitting opposite him, and his lips moved: "If you really ‘squeeze (gan) me’, it should be considered a work injury? How would you like to be responsible?"

Li Cheng was choked by his question: Yes, how can he be responsible.

He just didn't know how to be so obsessed, he actually praised this kind of Haikou. As soon as my brain gets hot, I say to be responsible for an alpha!

What he said was like splashed water, Li Cheng had a good face, and it was hard to swallow the bold words he just made right now.

He racked his brains and thought for a while before he reluctantly squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "...I will give you more nutrition?"

Seeing his painful look, his eyes, eyebrows and nose are all wrinkled together, changing from sweet orange to lime.

"Nutrition expenses?" Xiao Yiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about Li Cheng's proposal.

When he talked, his fingers were running along the back of the little lemon’s neck to the tail, and I don’t know which key it got. The cool little duck was shaking all over, and the fart-shak was like a small electric motor installed in it. A wave.

Xiao Yiheng just took a moment (touching Mo) unhurriedly. Li Cheng stared at his hand, in a daze, feeling that his hands were falling on his back, making him tremble involuntarily.

Xiao Yiheng didn’t notice his tremor for that moment, and he said, “Li Cheng, your blank check is too big. Don’t forget, you even paid the down payment on credit. Now you say you want to give me nutrition. How long do you plan to install this time? Five months? Ten months? Or a lifetime?"

Li Cheng was stabbed in the painful spot, and his face suddenly turned red: "I don't have money now, it doesn't mean that I won't have money in the future! Don't you know, I will go to the provincial competition in a while, as long as I win the championship, The provinces, cities, and schools will give me bonuses, which add up to several thousand. I will give you a lot of money I owe you!"

His mouth (kiss wen) is like a poor scholar who cheated the Oiran lady's private money in a Ming and Qing novel. He confidently made a promise, "Waiting for my high school champion, I must carry a big sedan chair to marry you." "It sounds like a lie, but it's too convincing.

Xiao Yiheng was naturally not so easy to pass.

Because of his illness, his face (color) is a little pale, and his speaking rate is very slow. He sounds lazy: "Speaking of which, it's a blank check. There are many variables in competitive sports. How can anyone guarantee that they win the championship? When the game is over, you tell me, "Today's opponent is too (strong qiang)," I am not in good shape today, for reasons such as not winning the championship and not getting the money."

If it weren't for Li Cheng still remembering that Xiao Yiheng was a sick person, he would set off the table now and beat the **** Xiao Yiheng to call his father!

Li Cheng is a proud man, and his most proud capital is his absolute dominance in the swimming pool. In order to cope with the season, he has to soak in the swimming pool to train for several hours every day. Xiao Yiheng can question his other things, but he must not question his results!

Thinking of this, Li Cheng felt angry, and couldn't wait to prove his strength.

He was so angry that he pulled his schoolbag, reached in and out, took out a thin piece of paper from it, and slapped it on the table with a "pop".

That was Li Cheng's ticket to the game.

The seat on the ticket is the VIP area, facing the side of the swimming pool and centered in height. It is the best viewing seat in the entire venue.

"The surname is Xiao, next month, on the second provincial swimming pool, even if you are ill to death, you have to crawl over it!" Li Cheng waved his hand with pride, "I want you to see with your own eyes, what is Laozi? I won the group of soft-footed shrimp and won the championship!"

"Oh?" Xiao Yiheng's gaze fell on the exquisite blue (color) ticket. Without thinking about it, he immediately reached out and took the ticket: "Since you sincerely invited me, then I...will definitely go. "

Li Cheng: "..."

Hey, wait, wait.

Something seems to be wrong?

Although his mother gave him an extra ticket, he clearly did not intend to give the ticket to Xiao Yiheng...

Li Cheng fell into deep doubts about himself. Why did he feel that he was in the middle of the trick?

It's a pity that the world never regrets selling medicines. The sober Li Cheng watched Xiao Yiheng take the ticket away from his hand, smoothed it, smoothed it, and carefully clipped it in the notebook and put it in the drawer.

Li Cheng's sight was not cut off until the drawer closed.

He (touches Mo) (touches Mo) the woolen hat on top of his head. He felt that the hat must be too thick, which made him feel hot and do something stupid! He made up for it, and said, "I was joking just now. If you have something that day, you really don't have to go there!"

If his teammates knew that he actually gave the ticket to Xiao Yiheng, God knows what they would think!

He was full of reluctance almost written on his face, Xiao Yiheng deliberately pretended not to see: "Speaking of which, we have known each other for a while, and I have not seen you swim."

After saying this, Xiao Yiheng didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

Li Cheng shivered, and his little animal-like intuition made him think that things were a little bit wrong: "...what are you laughing? What makes you funny about swimming?"

"I am not smiling at swimming." Xiao Yiheng shook his head. "You should wear swimming trunks when you swim?"

Li Cheng nodded: "Aren't you bullshit, only girls wear full-body swimsuits."

"That's what I laughed at." Xiao Yiheng raised his mouth, and the light in Feng's eyes flashed, "I saw your lower-body yesterday, and this time I will finally see your upper body."

Li Cheng: "..."

Li Cheng: "..."

Li Cheng: "………………"

Li Cheng's cheeks were red, and he jumped up and kicked with Wuying feet and kicked his legs: "Xiao Yiheng, today, as a father, I will walk the way for the sky and clean up your son who is not big or small!!"

... Outside the door, the tears of Yan Jing, who is pasting the door panel, were about to shed: He didn't listen to the root of the wall on purpose, but the young couple not only played **** (color), they also played role (color)! Can the two of them be quieter!

...

The "study group" of the three lasted until 7:30 in the evening. Mother Xiao wanted to keep Li Cheng and Yan Jing for dinner, but both of them found excuses to push (off tuo) off.

How could Li Cheng and Xiao Yiheng sit at the same table for dinner? He is not pleasing to Xiao Yiheng wherever he sees him now, and he can't wait for him to have a fever and become a big tortoise, so that he won't have to pay back the money he owes, and he won't have to invite him to watch his game!

Yan Jing was originally "voluntarily" come to visit the disease. After sending the oranges, his mission as a dog was declared over. As a poor tool man, he just wanted to go home and rest quickly.

Moreover, Xiao's father will get home from get off work in a while, and I heard that he is more serious, colder, and robot-like than Xiao's mother. They don't want to sit and eat with two refrigerators.

Seeing that they had decided to go, Xiao Yiheng did not (强qiang) stay, and sent the two of them to the door to say goodbye to them.

In front of his mother, Xiao Yiheng could not be too enthusiastic about Li Cheng, worrying about what his keen mother would detect.

He even deliberately said goodbye to Yan Jing first before turning his attention to Li Orange. Those pierced pupils were smiling, but their voice was cold: "Li Cheng, thank you for visiting me today. Don't worry, I will get better tomorrow. See you tomorrow."

Li Cheng hummed and replied, "...well, see you tomorrow."

He thought in his belly: Don't put gold on your face, who is worried about your illness tomorrow.

The little lemon in the backpack bounced, showing that it will care about it with actual actions!

Li Cheng felt the activity of Little Lemon, and really didn't understand why it was so close to Xiao Yiheng. Obviously feed it by himself, sleep with it every night (sleep in Shui), and wash diapers by hand during the day, but Xiao Yiheng (gou) (gou) fingers, it ran away foolishly!

Hey, what a little thing to eat inside and out.

If his heart was heard by Little Lemon, this wise duck would definitely say:

Hey, what a duplicity bad thing.