Why do you suddenly feel that you are so annoying?

It is clearly my dormitory, why do I feel like I can’t stay any longer?

Li He coughed and joked: "You really look like father and son."

Well, the pure socialist father-son relationship is no problem.

Yan Zhuo pulled Kou Qiu's pants back, smiled, and said nothing.

The system boy was very moved. He first found it interesting, but later he realized something strange. [This generation is wrong, so wouldn’t I call my dad and grandpa?]

【...】Call a ghost grandpa.

What happened? Is the plot of the Calabash Baby happening again?

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Perhaps because he was too tired in the past few days, Yan Zhuo had a rare dream when he was lying on the bed. Kou Qiu was beside him. The boy held his arm and breathed calmly and evenly. His breath sprayed on his arm. However, Yan Zhuo's heart seemed to fall into the hot magma, bubbling.

The dream was filled with unbearable heat. The heat was like a living thing, and it was tangled upward along his ankles, entwined him tightly like a snake.

The overwhelming white light.

“…”

Yan Zhuo suddenly sat up and immediately realized something. He was not panicked. He was a sixteen-year-old boy and didn't know nothing. It was just when he couldn't even hold back his blood.

But now, there is still a girl by my side.

He calmed down and reached into one hand to grop. Fortunately, the sheets were still clean. Yan Zhuo quietly stepped over the sleeping boy, got off the bed, fed a basin of water, and began to scrub his pants.

After washing for a while, he heard something outside. Then, the bathroom door was pushed open in a daze.

Wang Dong appeared at the door wearing big slippers, half awake.

"What are you doing inside?" Wang Dong was drowsy and then turned his head to look at him. When he saw this, he woke up most of the time, winked and teased, "——Yeah, wash your pants? I'm still so in the middle of the night?"

They all knew what it was like. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, this kind of thing is not just one or two. The love affair begins to begin, and it is the age when you are the most curious about related things. Wang Dong washed his hands, hit him again, and whispered: "My brother said there is a movie there. I'll pass it on to you? The woman inside is pretty good-looking."

Yan Zhuo's hands paused, and rubbed them harder for a few more times.

"What do you think of this?"

Wang Dong was shocked, "What else can I do? Yan Zhuo, don't tell me that you don't look at anything - where did you get the interest? You have to think about yourself, right?"

He patted the boy on the shoulder in front of the sink, "Come on, wait for when you want it, come and tell me."

Yan Zhuo didn't say anything, but the color in his eyes became darker. He hung up his clean pants and thought about it all night.

He couldn't fall asleep again.

It was not until this time that Yan Zhuo realized that there might be a more serious problem in his past so long.

——He never thought of any woman.

Whether it is in life, seen on TV or movies, older or younger, in Yan Zhuo's world, these people have never left any traces. Even when others praise "Ah, this is indeed a beauty", Yan Zhuo's heart is not at all. Occasionally, he will feel that this is not as good-looking as his daughter. His skin is not as white as his eyes are not as clear as that of Nannan, and his hair looks softer than that of Nannan.

This should not be.

Yan Zhuo thought for a long time, and the next morning, while Kou Qiu was away, he said to Wang Dong: "Tell me the things."

Wang Dong laughed: "Okay. I know, you must turn around and come to me for it."

He handed the memory card he had treasured in his mobile phone for a long time to Yan Zhuo, and was very careful, as if he had handed over a priceless treasure. "Brother, you have to pay attention to this. Here are my twelve wives!"

Yan Zhuo: "..."

OK, you are strong.

During lunch break that day, Yan Zhuo quietly got off the bed and went into the bathroom with his mobile phone. He played all the videos and finally had to admit this fact.

He had no feelings.

Whether it is good-looking or not, it is just ordinary living things to him. Those voices and tones that cry or laugh, which sound or tone are plain and simple to him, without any specialness.

He couldn't have any interest in these people.

Yan Zhuo was silent for a while, pulled the memory card out of his phone again and closed his eyes. He returned the card to Wang Dong, which immediately made the roommate excited. He rubbed against him a few times and asked in a low voice: "Hey hey hey, how about it?"

Kou Qiu, who was taking a nap, woke up at this time, sat up in a daze, and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

"It's my wife!" Wang Dong was shocked, his eyes rolling back and forth on Yan Zhuo, "Businessman, you have been in there a little long. If you have too many times, it will also hurt your body-"

"It's okay." Yan Zhuo suddenly cut off his words and said to Kou Qiu on the bed, "The gathering time is coming soon, should you drink some water first?"

Kou Qiu yawned and slowly climbed down the ladder. Yan Zhuo stood at the bottom, reaching out to support him without thinking. Due to his actions at this time, a small piece of T-shirt was lifted up. The tentacles were warm and delicate, like a piece of milk coat, and they wiped his fingertips.

Too thin.

Yan Zhuo frowned and decided to raise Nannan a little fatter.

"Go and wash your face?"

"Um."

Kou Qiu entered the bathroom.

Wang Dong on the other side was still saying, "Why are you avoiding Yu Jian? He is fourteen and it is time to develop. At that time, the school will still have to take physiological and hygiene classes. Can he not understand for the rest of his life?"

Yan Zhuo buckled the camouflage jacket and said lightly: "He is still young."

Wang Dong was shocked, "Where are you still young? I have already started to feel it at his age..."

He looked at Yan Zhuo and smiled again, "Hey, Yan Zhuo, are you really treating yourself as Yu Jian Dad, and are going to watch him not let him fall in love early, right?"

This sentence pierced Yan Zhuo's heart and lungs. He lowered his eyes without making any sound.

"Nothing else," Wang Dong sighed, "I just saw this look, and I don't know how much girls like you. With this condition and age, can he really listen to your love affair?"

He didn't believe it at all.

Even if you don’t really fall in love, you have to have a crush - you don’t have a spring at this time, are you waiting for the sunset when you are seventy-eighty?

But Brother Yan obviously wants to strangle secret love to death in the bud, "This is high school."

The implication is that if you learn and do other things, you won’t do it.

Wang Dong said: "Oh. Then he wants to chase people in college, so you are willing?"

“…”

Yan Zhuo thought to himself, how could he be willing to do this?

From the day when Nannan stepped into the courtyard, she was basically inseparable from him. He spent so much with Nannan, watching him grow from the time when Xiaodouding to the young man who is now in glorious, and also planned to participate in Nannan's next day, month and year in this way.

He never even thought of being separated from Nannan, let alone another person intervened between them.

I should be the person who is closest to Nannan.

——What kind of intimacy is it?

Yan Zhuo suddenly remembered the joke he had when he was young.

"Will you let Nannan be your wife when she grows up?"

At that time, Yan Zhuo felt nothing wrong. Now Yan Zhuo is ten years older than that, but he still doesn’t realize anything wrong.

If that would have been together all the time, that would have been great.

That's enough.

Yan Zhuo held his hand tightly, until his fist was sweating faintly. He suddenly stretched out his tongue, licked his dry lips, and the deep eyes were deep.

After the military training, high school life officially began. This was the first time Kou Qiu was a high school student seriously, and he even felt a little strange, but soon, he was shocked by such a high-concentration course arrangement.

High schools that win by relying on the number of questions never intend to let them go easily.

"If you laugh now, you will have to cry after the college entrance examination," the teacher who occupied the physical education class on the podium swears and looked at the wailing students below, "Do you know how much gap can a point in the college entrance examination? - That's a lot of people on the playground! Think about it, one point is a person on the playground!"

In this case, the children who are still in the first year of high school will not listen at all. They exchanged glances secretly from below, and a small note was passed around among the girls, and soon it was spread all over.

【I heard that there is a physiological and hygiene class today?】

【Well, there is. It seems that men and women are coming up separately.】

At this age, it is still a bit embarrassing when talking about such things. The girl who wrote it first turned red and wrote with a fine pen: [Actually, I really want to hear what boys say...]

【Oh,】 Another girl covered her face,【Don’t say that, it’s so distorted.】

But she actually secretly hid the same thoughts in her heart.

After all, it is the age when both men and women are curious about each other.

The boys in the whole grade were gathered together to attend class. When Kou Qiu and Yan Zhuo arrived, there were noisy sounds. He stepped over the legs placed by several boys in the aisle and said, "Borrowed."

"It seems that there is no place to sit?" Wang Dong stretched out his head and looked around, "There is no place..."

Before he could finish his words, a boy sitting next to the aisle suddenly moved his schoolbag on the table. He did not look at others, his eyes firmly locked on Kou Qiu, and said, "This classmate, do you want to come in and sit?"

"Um?"

Kou Qiu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the other party. Sheng's eyebrows were straight, and he was already a few of the first few in this school. He seemed to have seen him a few times, but he didn't know the name.

“Is there no one here?”
To be continued...