Chapter 10 Chapter 10 Follow and Lick



Chapter 10 Chapter 10 Follow and Lick

A bucket of water, bang, poured in from above his head.

Before He Songfeng could react, he heard Zhou Biao laughing wildly through the door: "You know what? You run really slowly. I could have grabbed your neck several times and dragged you into the empty classroom."

He Songfeng was completely distracted, his eyes drooping, looking aimlessly at nowhere.

He leaned against the wall, and he could only lean against the wall, with no one to rely on.

Bang, bang, bang—

Zhou Biao knocked on the door deliberately and fiercely. The sound was as dull as thunder in the middle of the night, which made people feel chest tightness, shortness of breath and panic.

"But I didn't do that. Are you going to thank me?"

Zhou Biao's voice was loud and clear, and it accidentally dispelled the sinister fear of ghosts in He Songfeng's heart.

He Songfeng raised his hand to wipe the water off his face and blinked.

"Because you don't dare. You're afraid of Cheng Yiliao."

"Bullshit, I'm afraid of him?"

He Songfeng twisted his fist around the hem of his shirt and retorted sharply, "You're Cheng Yiliao's dog. A free-range guard dog, anyway. He'll hit you with a stick until you whine the slightest bit when he's not pleased with you, and you don't even dare to fight back."

boom--

Zhou Biao punched the door of the compartment, and He Songfeng's position suddenly became dizzy and shaky.

He Songfeng was not afraid, but laughed: "Look, you are anxious again, because I was right."

Zhou Biao didn't need to see how mean the person inside was to imagine that he must have looked at him with an extremely indifferent look, treating him like a dog on the side of the road.

Boom——

Another furious kick caused the door and door frame to creak fragilely, and the screws were already showing signs of loosening.

"I feel so sorry for you. You can still smile even in this state."

He Songfeng placed his hand on his cheek, gently wiping away the water droplets hanging on his eyelashes, and then continued calmly:

"Pity me? You should learn from him."

These six short words completely drove Zhou Biao crazy.

His despicable mentality was still exposed to He Songfeng even through the door.

He thought that if he learned Cheng Yiliao's violent behavior, he could briefly become Cheng Yiliao and show off his power in front of He Songfeng.

In fact, in He Songfeng's eyes, he is still that dog eunuch.

Zhou Biao quickly turned his eyes around to look for a handy weapon, but after searching for a long time, he could only find a bucket. He had kicked the bucket in anger just now, leaving a big hole in it.

Zhou Biao was completely helpless against him. He couldn't win the argument or hit him. Even pouring the bucket of water on him seemed like a kind gesture to help cool him down.

The sound in her throat was like a knot tied by He Songfeng's hands, making a crackling sound. She kept mumbling the word "you" but couldn't utter a single harsh word.

"Hehe, just stay here."

Zhou Biao ran away with heavy and quick steps, using such force that he seemed to want to kick through the floor.

The bathroom once again fell into a cold silence because of Zhou Biao's departure. Coupled with the layer of cold water covering his body, it became even more eerie and frightening.

He Songfeng tried to push the door open, but soon discovered that the switch was maliciously stuck.

He Songfeng was worried that Zhou Biao was waiting outside to laugh at him, so he kept silent and stubbornly refused to make any move to ask for help.

She pursed her lips, stood with her hands hanging down, and remained quiet.

Even if it means death, he will wait quietly for death.

The temperature grew colder as the sun set. He Songfeng could no longer bear it and crossed his arms, but he remained silent and could not utter a single word for help.

Strange things happened.

Click——

The door opened by itself.

He Songfeng took a step back and stared at the crack in the door with increasing vigilance.

"He's gone." Someone outside reminded him.

He Songfeng didn't move.

Zhang Hejing had no choice but to help him push the door open completely, and then tactfully took a big step back, leaving enough space for He Songfeng to walk out, and politely added, "Please."

He Songfeng then slowly walked out of the narrow compartment, looked around vigilantly, and finally stood firm before looking at Zhang Hejing with a distant gaze.

"Um."

He Songfeng turned around and was about to leave, but he caught a glimpse of the other party's hand stretched out to stop him, so he stopped immediately and wrapped his hands together awkwardly.

"I am very interested in you, but don't worry, I am different from them."

Zhang Hejing openly admitted her affection and handed a delicate, thick, wooden paper bag to He Songfeng:

"I brought you some clean clothes."

Without He Songfeng saying anything, Zhang Hejing quickly added:

"You can rest assured that this is the school uniform that will be distributed tomorrow. I saw that your clothes were damaged by Cheng Yiliao yesterday, and I thought you might not have any clothes to change into, so I brought them from the warehouse in advance."

"Just accept it as a gift from your suitor."

He Songfeng shook his head and pursed his lips tightly.

His eyes fell on Zhang Hejing's wrist. The wooden bracelet there looked very similar to the Dara sound that had followed him not long ago.

"How did you know I was here?"

He Songfeng stared at Zhang Hejing's face, trying to find some clues from it.

Zhang Hejing spoke naturally and straightforwardly: "I asked your classmate, and he said you went back to the classroom, but I didn't find you there. Then I heard some noise here, and saw Zhou Biao on the way over, so I was sure you were here."

"You follow me." He Songfeng confirmed.

Zhang Hejing did not admit it, but he did not refute it either. He raised his hand and pushed the black glasses frame on his nose, revealing an innocent look, as if he was speechless after being wronged.

"Let's not talk about this. Change your clothes here first, and then go eat. Otherwise, if you go back to the dormitory to change clothes, you will miss dinner in the cafeteria, and it will be bad for your health to go to evening self-study hungry."

Zhang Hejing handed the paper bag forward again and half-forced it into He Songfeng's hand.

During the forcing process, Zhang Hejing's hand brushed across He Songfeng's delicate palm, and his fingers scratched it twice faintly. Such a touch was so subtle that it was difficult to capture.

He Songfeng loosened his hands and let the paper bag fall to the ground. He frowned, glanced at Zhang Hejing insightfully, and then turned around and left.

Not even a thank you.

Zhang Hejing followed to the bathroom door, stopped, and watched He Songfeng leave.

He raised his hand, lowered his head, and stared at his fingertips, where there was still a shallow mark of water, proving that he had indeed touched the palm of He Songfeng's hand.

Next second.

Zhang Hejing stared at He Songfeng and kissed his fingertips perversely.

His eyes were gloomy, and his black pupils were hidden in the drooping black eyelashes, darkening into a ball of ink.

After the kiss, he took a deep breath and let out a low chuckle.

He Songfeng knew nothing about this.

He held up his wet clothes and walked slowly into the sun.

Every step I take is water, like a melting snowman.

People passing by looked at him strangely, then looked up at the sky, wondering why it didn't rain today.

He frowned slightly, not because of the gazes of this group of people.

Instead, it was the transparent water at the end of his hair, which adhered to his neck and slid down in groups.

Leaning against the straight shoulders, he climbed up the slightly raised shoulder blades, then went downhill and slid into the middle of the spine with a clear goal.

By the time He Songfeng reacted, the cool water had already penetrated into his lower back and slid straight into an unspeakable place.

He wiped away the excess water on his face, raised his hand to circle the hair at the back of his head, pinched it into a small bunch in his palm, and twisted it hard.

Soon, he grabbed the corner of the clothes and wrung it out, and dirty water dripped down.

Take a step, twist a step.

The scorching sunset splashed on He Songfeng's skin, and the exposed skin turned a transparent red. The clothes on his body were soaked in water and became translucent, turning from white to flesh pink.

He Songfeng found a secluded corner where he could still see the sunset, sat down with his legs crossed, and quietly dried himself in the sun.

Looking at the purple-red clouds on the horizon, he hugged himself and swayed gently in a daze like a little fish.

"Buzz buzz buzz—buzz buzz buzz—"

At the same time, in Zhao Jieyi's apartment.

He was drinking a little wine and playing games, and the latest iPhone was on the table.

"Buzz buzz buzz—buzz buzz buzz—"

The phone vibrated and Zhao Jie looked over. It was an unfamiliar local number.

Zhao Jieyi refused.

The other party did not give up and hit several of them in a row.

The character on the computer screen died again and again. Zhao Jie slammed the keyboard in frustration, cursed, and then answered the phone impatiently.

"What's the matter? Tell me now!"

“…………”

"What? Sell it?" Zhao Jie frowned, "You sell it, your mother and I sell it, your whole family sells it, get out of here——"

“…………”

Zhao Jie's tone dropped quickly, and his expression changed faster than the pages of a book. He chuckled, "Oh, you mean the video? Why didn't you say so earlier? Sell it? Transfer me two thousand and I'll send you the full HD version. I guarantee it'll make your nose bleed."

Two thousand yuan a video, that's a price you can go out and order a male model for face to face. Even if the young master came, he would think it was exaggerated and simply inflated the market price.

However, Cheng Yiliao is now anxiously looking for a meal replacement for He Songfeng. Nothing is more exciting than watching He Songfeng.

Without much nonsense, Cheng Yiliao directly transferred two thousand to the other side.

The other party's action was also very quick, and a compressed file was thrown over.

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