surrender to her

Chapter 17 Touch
"..."

Gao Ci seemed to be dumb, she subconsciously cast a quick glance at He Liangchi, handsome really has nothing to say, but just picking out one thing about that person doesn't seem like he can be as simple as a student Identity is involved.

Although it is a rumor with insufficient basis, what is said outside has its nose and eyes, what if it is true?

The instinct hidden in people's bones is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. For things with high risks, it is better to believe that there is something than nothing.

This is Gao Ci's idea, and it is also the idea of ​​most of the students.

Except for a few exceptions, most of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school students are simple-minded, have never been beaten by the society and are not so cynical, and do not participate in the true public opinion that involves complex interests behind the evil, and at most post it on the school post bar forum Correct three views, and then drift with the tide with a panicked heart, stand in line silently, stay away from the ticking time bomb, and ensure that the fire does not burn yourself.

Gao Ci confirmed that Meng Cheng must not understand those things, and she did not dare to reveal his unspeakable identity and those "crimes" within a distance of a few meters from the person involved, so she had to use another method to pour cold water, her voice was lowered and Gao: "I think it's impossible for you to get him with such a lonely and withdrawn character."

Unexpectedly, not only did Meng Cheng not be poured by the basin of cold water, but his exquisite and picturesque bright eyebrows stretched out instead, the corners of his lips curled up indifferently, and the tails of his eyebrows were raised lazily, "What if I could?"

Her smile flashed into her eyes, and Gao Ci already wanted to take back what she just said within five seconds.

This is a face that can play Gu, nothing is impossible.

The advice "It's best to stay away from him" swayed around his lips but was swallowed back into his stomach. Gao Ci laughed dryly twice, and wisely pulled himself out, shrugging his shoulders irrelevantly, "You If the two are really successful, let Xiang Zhao run 3000 meters upside down."

Xiang Zhao: "..."

Don't you dare.

Gao Wenbo didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement: "I'm going to Busan, brother."

Xiang Zhao snorted without emotion: "The two of you have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain, and you two are fully responsible for the death of the giant panda from starvation, right?"

In the 1V2 match, Xiang Zhao was attacked by both sides, and he couldn't take advantage of it. He began to attack Gao Wenbo, and the two stepped on each other's feet while holding the table.

At the beginning of the school year, regardless of the people sitting in the classroom, they are still in a loose and playful state of herding sheep. The overall volume in the class is not low. The laughter and chatter were drowned out.

Meng Cheng couldn't help but looked at He Liangchi who had no tablemate again, he was alone, and even the endorsement was almost silent.

Small poor.

She rested her chin and thought, and couldn't help but put herself in the place, and suddenly felt her heart swell.

"Stop, stop—I admit defeat!" Xiang Zhao stretched out his seriously injured foot in the aisle to prevent the enemy from sneaking up, "I figured it out! For a month, I will bet on whether the iceberg of classmate He can be melted in Sister Cheng's hands." .”

Gao Wenbo was overjoyed: "No problem, anyway, if you lose, you will give me the game console, and if you win, you will run upside down for [-] yuan. I will definitely make money from this deal."

Xiang Zhao: "..."

Therefore, no matter whether he wins or loses in this bet, the world where he himself will be injured has been achieved.

Giao!

After the whole morning class, the hot sun climbed higher and higher, and the sky became hot again, and the coolness in the morning was so stingy that it didn't even leave a tail.

In the words of Gao Ci, a bystander, Meng Cheng coveted her beauty like an old pervert.

Meng Cheng smiled noncommittally, and was about to take a break from his lunch break to give his beautiful eyes a break when a piece of bad news drifted into his ears.

She froze for a moment, "What's the start of the exam?"

Gao Wenbo aptly gave a scientific definition: "It is an inhumane test paper policy implemented by the school in order to wake up your guilt and guilt for the whole summer vacation."

Meng Cheng: "..."

Gao Ci complained: "I don't understand what the grade group thinks. After a summer vacation, old knowledge has come and gone, and new knowledge has not yet entered the brain. Why do you have a formalistic start-up exam? When the time comes, collect a bunch of things that you can't read. Do you want to experience the fun of cursing while correcting the waste paper that went down?"

"Little classmate, you don't understand this." Xiang Zhao clasped his feet, walked through the book flipping scene decently, and did not forget to answer the question: "All ranking exams except the college entrance examination are for you. The wasted youth increases the sense of crisis."

Gao Ci: "..."

"Hey, Miss Cheng..."

Just as Xiang Zhao finished yelling, the voice fell silent—Meng Cheng fell asleep.

"..."

Gao Wenbo laughed tremblingly: "Anyway, this sense of crisis cannot be found with our sister Cheng."

"Sister Cheng's grades can't be more dangerous." Xiang Zhao added.

The campus is shrouded in the sultry silence of late summer. The asphalt road downstairs is scorching hot. Occasionally, pairs of birds flap their wings and pass by the window, disturbing the leaves and rustling. Only the air conditioner is left in the classroom. The subtle sound of operation.

He Liangchi didn't know how long he had been staring at it. He secretly took out his mobile phone with his hand hidden in the desk drawer, and presumptuously took the girl's sleeping face facing him into the camera lens.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he pressed the screen button, as if he had found a treasure.

But...it doesn't seem to be enough.

He really wanted to touch her.

The surrounding silence fueled the signs of being irrepressible, as if there were only the two of them in the world, the chair moved silently with the crazy thoughts occupying his mind, at this moment he seemed to be possessed, and stretched out his hand out of his heart Touch the girl he can't get.

One click, one click.

When he was about to touch it, he paused, and suddenly realized that his hands were often cold, so he had no choice but to step back and try his best to keep warm. After finally warming up, his slender, white fingers dared to slowly touch them again. near.

Lingluo's soft hair, he carefully brushed it aside, and touched her soft and flawless cheeks with his fingertips, a faint blush appeared on the bottom of the snow-white skin, the dry well in his heart tasted the sweetness of a little nourishment, and it was out of control , He Liangchi's throat tightened, his eyes darkened like dark clouds covering the sun, and he forgot everything in an instant.

The fingertips were raised and moved in a directional way. Under the wrapping of her warm breath, the tender red lips were printed on the young man's fingertips. His movements were very light, but the feeling of sinking at the moment of contact was very clear, so soft that it was unbelievable. , is almost the same as what he thinks day and night.

His body trembled with numbness, and he stayed obsessively, saved, and even made an inch, wanting to absorb more warmth, wanting to kiss her, wanting more...

Until the girl's thick eyelashes fluttered like a fan, the eyeballs under the thin eyelids moved slightly, and she frowned slightly as if feeling something, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and his heart beat tightly.

Meng Cheng didn't wake up, and in a half-dream, she thought that her hair had gotten into her mouth. She caressed her face carelessly, and two seconds later, she stuck out her small red tongue and licked her itchy lips.

He Liangchi clearly saw that the soft place he just rubbed was covered with a layer of crystal clear water.

It seems that there is an electric current going up the back spine, and then decomposes into more densely packed small electric currents and leads to the limbs and bones. Trembling belatedly.

After a while, he straightened his chair, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that his eyes were still lingering on her, and in the same way, He Liangchi stuck out the tip of his tongue, soaking his slightly dry lips, the bright crimson color became more revealing, his cold and restrained face, his eyes were burning with boundless longing.

Maybe this is the closest distance to her.

He Liangchi, are you satisfied?
He couldn't give an answer.

Because insatiable desire is a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

(End of this chapter)