The corridor was pitch black, and both of them were controlling the movement and refused to let go of them in a small inch.

Holding Wen Xiao's wrist pressed firmly against the wall, Ikeno held his lips and spoke in a breath, "Can't you be honest?"

Breaking free from Ikeno's shackles, Wen Xiao grabbed his collar like lightning, turned his feet, changed his posture, turned around and pressed the person against the wall, and kissed him again.

Relying on the hard wall, Ikeno couldn't help but kiss and laugh—the thorn of his Xiaoxiao was still as thrust even at this time.

Because I had just taken a shower, there was a layer of water vapor on his body, and in a few minutes he felt a layer of sweat. He covered Wen Xiao's back waist with his hands and found that they were the same. The person in his arms was even hot.

At this moment, I don’t know if the door was opened upstairs or downstairs, and the two stopped and breathed lightly. After a while, the vague footsteps sounded, followed by the sound of the door closing.

The corridor calmed down again.

The two looked at each other in the darkness.

The natural taboos and stimulation in this environment make the flames in my heart suddenly explode. The two of them didn't know who started the action first, and their lips stuck together again, even more enthusiastic than before.

Until he noticed that he was stepping on the edge of losing control, Wen Xiao retreated two inches, "Come on?" His voice was a little hoarse, and he also had a nasal sound, revealing a state of fullness after a nap.

Ikeno clasped Wen Xiaojin's thin waist tightly and pressed it on his hips, "Listen to you."

There was an insignificant smile in the voice of the Xiao, "I have no orders, it was your unauthorized reaction."

I don’t know which word’s volume turned on the voice-controlled light. As the light was on, Ikeno let go of his hand, leaned against the wall lazily, staring at Wen Xiao.

Before his anger was gone, Wen Xiao couldn't stand the look of this look, so he raised his hand to cover Ikeno's eyes.

Ikeno was amused by this action, "Date-in-law, you should say that you should look at it again and dig your eyes."

Wen Xiao: "Then?"

Ikeno replied: "Then I will say, after seeing it, I will be responsible, and I will be responsible to the end."

The two entered the door.

After changing into slippers, Wen Xiao asked in a low voice, "Is Yaya sleeping?"

"I have been asleep for a long time. I don't know if I'm young and don't have any worries. I close my eyes and go to bed in seconds." Thinking of the two papers on the table, Ikeno smiled and sighed, "Leave her brother, I'm worried about her broken math paper."

Ikeno's bedroom is very neat compared to most of his peers. From the folded quilts with straight corners and various books placed on the bookshelf, it can be seen that this person is very self-disciplined.

Giving the chair to Wen Xiao, Ikeno sat on the edge of the bed by himself, "Come here, let me see if your lips are broken."

Wen Xiao had no expression on his face, but he obediently leaned his upper body towards Ikeno.

I felt that Wen Xiao's actions were so obedient that it made me feel itchy. Ikeno held back his laughter, and sterned his expression. He held Wen Xiao's chin with his fingers, and looked carefully with the light of the desk lamp, "Tsk, it's bitten again, does it hurt?"

Wen Xiao was in this position and pressed his chin on Hitoo's palm tiredly, "It doesn't hurt, I'm not spoiled."

"If it hurts, you can act coquettishly with me. Brother Chi doesn't mind." Because of Wen Xiao's movements, Ichiye's voice became soft, "Are you tired or sleepy?"

"I'm tired of writing questions and still a little sleepy." Wen Xiao rubbed against Ikeno's rough palm and sniffed it again, with a smell of shower gel, "I just took a shower?"

Xu Rui looked at Zhao Yiyang. Zhao Yiyang was already flipping "One Question and One Practice". He stopped at page 112 and handed it to Xu Rui, "That's it."

After reading the question quickly, Xu Rui was so sad that he said, "Her Xu has said this question? Damn, I thought I understood what Lao Xu said, but I actually didn't understand!" Looking at Wen Xiao again, he thought to himself, sure enough, the air conditioning emitted by Wen Xiao's body was the absolute aura brought by the master of the scholarly god!

Wen Xiao didn't care what he was thinking, and just asked, "Is there anything else I don't know?"

"No more!" Xu Rui picked up his book, feeling that the problem-solving process had been given. If he still didn't understand, he should not be in class one and go to the school gate to sell pancakes early.

At this time, a person came from behind obliquely. After blinking, there was a portion of breakfast on the table with the knots tied in the plastic bag carefully removed.

"Your takeaway is here, soy milk with three cents of sugar."

Hearing this sentence, Xu Rui turned his head, "Damn, Brother Chi?"

Ikeno saw Xiao inserted the straw and started drinking soy milk. He lowered his eyelashes and held the straw in his mouth, looking obedient and clever. He wanted to touch and touch him with his hands itchy. He heard Xu Rui call him casually, "What's wrong."

"Nothing." Xu Rui saw that Ikeno was all focused on Wen Xiao, and he also looked at it - isn't it just drinking soy milk? What's so good about drinking soy milk? Does Brother Chi like to watch the food broadcast?

Ikeno came and disappeared again. If it weren't for the soy milk standing on Wen Xiao's desk, it would have made people feel that Ikeno, who had just appeared in the classroom, was an hallucination.

Zhao Yiyang touched his chin, "So, Brother Chi came here to bring you some breakfast?" He sighed, "What a good deskmate at the affiliated high school!"

Wen Xiao bit the straw and left two mouthfuls of soy milk, and he was reluctant to drink it.

During the break, after finishing the break, Xu Guangqi called Wen Xiao, who had not yet entered the classroom, to the office.

After half a semester, I knew that my student was less talkative, Xu Guangqi didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the topic. "There is a convention between the affiliated high school and holds one or two learning exchange meetings every year. Each grade selects a few outstanding students and go on stage to provide a learning guide. After all, as teachers, we have different perspectives and positions from students. Sometimes the learning methods we summarized may not be applicable to students, so this activity was created. The teachers in our grade gathered together to discuss and decided to recommend you, Wen Xiao, do you want to go? It's okay if you don't want to go."

After thinking about what he said, Xu Guangqi added a few more information, "It was in the school auditorium, and one grade was selected to choose nine people, and each was taught one subject. The time was tight in the third year of high school, so they would not participate."

Wen Xiao was not interested, "Sorry, teacher, I don't want to participate."

"It's okay, it's okay, if you don't want to participate, I'll go to Zhang Siyao to ask if he wants it." Xu Guangqi was a little worried and sighed in a low voice, "It would be great if that kid Ikeno didn't take this score."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Xiao's fingers shrank unconsciously—

If Ikeno doesn’t take the 60s exam, then Ikeno will also be there for those who come to the stage to talk about learning methods and provide learning guidance.

"teacher."

Xu Guangqi was stating who could push the stage in his mind. When he heard Xiao call him, he responded: "What?"

Wen Xiao: "I'm willing to go."

Xu Guangqi's expression lit up, "Okay, okay, then, what subject do you choose? I think you should choose one of mathematics and physics? These two subjects are the shortcomings and weaknesses of many students. They can just listen to your thinking and ideas and methods. You may get different gains before entering the third year of high school..."

Bus No. 117 circled around the complex roads in the city. After reporting the name of "Qixia Road", Wen Xiao got up from his seat and stood at the door. The light of the street lights swayed past him at night, like silhouettes.

I had already heard about the newspaper station and the street scene outside was not novel, but when I thought of getting off the bus and seeing Ikeno, I felt a little excited.

It’s probably a word like this. In recent times, this kind of unfamiliar mood has appeared many times, and it is related to the same one. Wen Xiao has not yet been able to accurately describe what this mood looks like.

The station name of "Jiuzhang Road" was reported, the bus stopped, and the door opened. Wen Xiao pulled out of the bus with his black schoolbag strap and stepped onto the street. The bus station was empty, and there was no familiar person looking at him from afar.

After going around to the back of the LED billboard, confirming that there was no one, Wen Xiao took out his phone and pressed Ikeno's phone number on the keyboard.

The "beep" sound was dragged for a long time every time, and no one answered it until the end.
Chapter completed!