"If you do well on the test you'll be rewarded for wearing a little dress for you, okay?"

A weak and delicate body27

The stairwell was quiet, but the two men were close.

The voice that fell overhead was low and dark, the choke in the end revealing conflicting emotions.

"Why don't you answer."

Song Qie met those red eyes and felt that his mind had turned a mountainous path without understanding, he was even afraid that if he asked what he wanted to ask, this person would break his defense.

Does this guy even know what he's asking?

He finally did not dare to ask, after all, in front of Lu Beihuai force value of zero, after a long time to hold a sentence out: "How I did not look at you, how to lie to you?"

I didn't say anything myself.

Her cheeks were really pinched, and she tried to pull Lu Beihuai's hand down, but even this hand was held, and now both of her hands were held hostage.

The temperature gradually climbed in the square inches of these arms.

"You weren't looking at me just now."

"Where did I not look at you?"

"You were just watching them all."

Song Qie called the wrongdoing, he cried and laughed at the pain: "Lu Beihuai, you reason OK, just now I obviously have been looking at you, is that you simply did not look at me, just now I said you remembered it?"

"Watching me all the time?" Lu Beihuai selectively captures the words, his gaze fixed on Song Qie.

"My face hurts, let go." Song Qie couldn't help but say it.

Lu Beihuai also felt that the fingers pinching his cheeks were a bit wet, he slowly loosened the hand pinching his cheeks, and realized that the spot where he pinched was really red.

White and red, the pinch marks stayed on her cheeks, covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

It's just like an ankle, just one pinch and it's red.

It's too easy to leave a mark and easy to disappear.

Song Qie felt the beginning of a little stuffy, forehead convergence of thin sweat, he was nervous dry mouth, subconsciously licked his lips, raised his hand to block his chest, "...... can not keep a distance to talk?"

"Why keep your distance." Lu Beihuai didn't let Song Qie push him away.

"Then don't people have to keep a social distance from each other." Song Qie felt it getting hotter and hotter, Lu Beihuai was already hot, if he kept leaning in like this he felt like he was going to be cooked, his chest was stuffy and he couldn't catch his breath.

He finished, crouching down momentarily and trying to slip out from under Lu Beihuai's arm.

Who knew that the whole person was stopped and hooked back by strong arms.

"Why are you hiding from me." Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie wanting to escape, his arm reached out and hugged him back, frowning when he didn't raise his head, "Why don't you look at me, did I say something wrong?"

"There's no such thing as why!" Song Qie couldn't help it, she got annoyed and raised her eyes to glare at Lu Beihuai, and that indisputable voice came back again, crying whenever there was a fight.

He pursed his quivering lips, exasperated, "Can't I be shy!!!"

It pissed him off to ask.

The sobbing words echoed down the stairwell with unmistakable clarity and like the answer to a question.

Song Qie suddenly realized that his voice was too loud, the mood of social death surged up, his heart was beating so hard after saying this, his breath was so short that his chest was heaving up and down, his head was so dizzy that it was buzzing, and his knees went weak, and his whole body crouched down along the wall.

Before he could react he was already being picked up.

The sun had fully set, the building's sensor light flickered twice, and the environment returned to dimness.

The position of the security exit door of the two figures were obscured, from the back can only vaguely see the tall teenager, the only two pairs of shoes can be seen is that there are two people, the arm and the wall is between the slender teenager was caged in it.

Nor did he realize that the image was being captured from the top step.

"Just shy?"

"Is it because you're shy you haven't told them you like me?"

Lu Beihuai Feeling Song Qie's body is weak and unsteady, his hand fished out his waist and let him lean against the wall, knowing that he is prone to shortness of breath and dizziness, and will be like this when he loses his temper, but I didn't think it was because of shyness that he lost his temper with him.

Oblivious to the fact that he had learned the answer, the originally swollen and sour emotions were like a balloon that had been punctured and found an outlet to release them instantly.

And all without thinking about why I cared so much, without feeling like I was asking myself a question.

I only know that Song Qie is his favorite, and I didn't answer just now because I was shy.

"...... Let go." Song Qie lowered her head and muffled her voice.

Lu Beihuai noticed the change in Song Qie's voice and lowered his head to get closer to him, seeing his sullen and reddened eyes, his throat rolled, "What's wrong?"

"I told you to let go." Song Qie, her thin lips trembling with anger, said it again.

It's too much of a bully.

Doesn't get mad when he doesn't have a temper, can have a seizure marvelous, and he does, he's a quick learner, once he learns!!!!

"But you can't stand still."

"What do you care if I can't stand still." Song Qie clenched her teeth and stared at Lu Beihuai.

Lu Beihuai let go of his hand with a ghostly softness at the silky, unkilling glare, raising his eyebrows slightly and lifting his arms.

The result is Song Qie sitting on her ass on the floor.

"......"

The air was silent for a moment.

That's good.

Song Qie felt his tailbone numb the moment he fell down, but he forced himself to hold it back, and he braced his hand on his side to stand up, but his eyes went black as he did so, and he collapsed towards the person in front of him.

Lu Beihuai was pounced on, and didn't say anything to hold the soft guy, looking down to see Song Qie's face not looking too good: "Still want to stand on your own?"

"......" Song Qie felt her head buzzing with dizziness and shook her head.

This body, it's so useless.

Don't even know how arrogant and bossy they were before.

Quarreling also can not, speak loudly also can not, all kinds of ups and downs of the mood will come up for air, this is not Lin Daiyu that is what.

Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie's face and thought that he already knew the answer, but it turned out that she was just shy.

It's just shyness that's keeping it quiet.

He held one of Song Qie's hands, crouched down slightly, turned around and slowly crouched down again, hooked these thin legs, and easily carried the person on his back, one hand still grasping the school bag, both hands still holding the person's hips steadily.

Only a minuscule frown as he touched the wound on his back.

Song Qie was startled and hurriedly hugged Lu Beihuai's neck, lying down on his back, "No need to carry me."

Lu Beihuai carried Song Qie down the stairs, "You may have to spend the night here when your feet don't get weak."

"You look down on me."

"Young master, how dare I look down on you."

"Your tone is looking down on me." Song Qie skimmed her mouth, felt dizzy, carried on her back and didn't say anything, lowered her head and leaned on Lu Beihuai's broad shoulders, slowed down for a while, and shouted in a small voice, "Lu Beihuai."

Soft strands of hair brushed against his neck, pillowed by his head, and his broad shoulders stiffened minimally.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm dizzy, is it okay if I borrow your shoulder to lean on?"

The request in his ear was softly spoken and trailed off in a soft voice, the same guy who had just gasped out a cry and jumped to his feet about being shy.

But Song Qie is completely different from the old Song Qie.

An arrogant and disrespectful one.

A ...... angry and unkillable.

Can love really make people different? Is love really this powerful?

It's because of liking him that it's changed so much.

It's because of him that Song Qie is so well-behaved.

There were basically no students on campus at six o'clock, the music was turned off, and it was quiet all around.

The tall figure walked steadily down the stairs with the teenager on his back, heading down the gravel path in the middle of the lawn toward the school entrance.

"Lu Beihuai."

"Uh-huh."

With nightfall and a gentle breeze, it seemed possible to brainstorm a youthful schoolyard dialogue.

Lu Beihuai thought to himself, this person must be whispering something to himself again, could he be secretly confessing to himself?

Song Qie lying on Lu Beihuai's shoulder, could still smell the potion on his back, he kinda liked the smell, he lowered his head and sniffed: "Forget about just now, don't be like this in the future, thank you for carrying me, I'll make up for you tonight."

This person is not bad in nature, just lack of love, no matter how, more tolerance is always right.

And a lot of boasting.

Maybe it would be nice to give more attention to feed a character, like his sister coaxed him to do.

- - Brother you are so good, is simply the sister's closest baby, as long as you are good to sister, at your beck and call, sister must be the most painful to you, your brother-in-law are not as precious as you.

Lu Beihuai : "...... "He doesn't want a make-up lesson: "You haven't worn a dress for me."

Song Qie hears that he's obsessed with wearing little skirts again, it seems that this guy just has this fetish of seeing boys wearing skirts, since he likes it, he has to delay gratification, so how can he satisfy it so easily.

Sometimes Lu Beihuai is afraid, but he can't be too good-tempered to wear it just because he's told to.

He wrapped his arms around Lu Beihuai's neck and whispered, "Will I wear it for you if you want me to, I won't."

As soon as the words fell, he felt Lu Beihuai's arm holding his buttocks tighten a few points, and the lines of his back muscles tensed and touched his chest, like a silent warning, expressing his displeasure with him.

"I'll reward you if you can get into the top five on this monthly exam and get four or more points in all subjects."

Lu Beihuai frowned, Reward what reward, obviously should have worn it in the morning.

Song Qie then approached Lu Beihuai's ear, "If you do well in the exams, I'll reward you with a little dress to wear, okay?"

Top 5 and all subjects above 4 should be a bit hard for Lu Beihuai, maybe not.

The teenager's voice was clear and trailed softly, it was an almost seductive tone.

Directly transforming something that was already within reach into a reward that requires conditions to be realized.

Lu Beihuai didn't know what was wrong with him, but he made a ghostly 'hmm' sound, and by the time he realized it, he had already said it.

"Then it's a deal."

Song Qie, seeing that she had gotten her way, inclined her head, her gaze falling on the bruise on the corner of Lu Beihuai's lip, and reached out to touch it, "Does it still hurt here?"

Lu Beihuai had a sensation of half his arm tingling at the light touch, and he frowned as he ducked away.

Really, think you like it? Just make a move on yourself.

"It hurts right, I'm sorry." Song Qie see Lu Beihuai avoid, thought he hurt, suddenly some sorry: "later home I give you rub medicine, fortunately there is no gym class today, you will not have to run around, the doctor said you may be dizzy, now there is a dizziness headache ...... "

The teenager on his back, his voice soft and sheepish, blended into this early summer wind, and the breath that fell on his ears was hotter than the wind.

Egged on by a heartbeat that beat like a drum.

"Song Qie."

About to walk out the door of the school.

"Hmm?"

"You didn't answer my question earlier."

"Which question?"

"Am I your favorite?"

Song Qie heard this 'most' word again, thought of this guy suddenly having a seizure just now, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and gathered the courage to ask, "Why do you care so much about this ah? Do you care about my answer?"

He thought about it, was he comparing himself to the three of them?

"Who cares about your answers anymore."

Song Qie didn't hear the panic in Lu Beihuai's tone, "Anyway, you don't have to compare yourself to the three of them, in my heart I'm sure it's the best for you, and if I have to pull the three of them, then I'm sure I like you the most too."

That surely can't be compared ah, since he became ' Song Qie ', then he is aware of the future ' Song Qie ' life trajectory, in order to break the tragedy of the past like the social death, he is the one who has to save Lu Beihuai, the most the most the best for him. The best.

Well, that's what you have to say for fear, and it's certainly true to say that!

What a clever wit yourself.

It was dark, and the corners of someone's lips rose indisputably.

It looks like a better fool than anyone else.

The black caravan parked at the entrance of the school saw them walk out and slowly opened the door, the driver saw Lu Beihuai carrying his young master through the window and immediately got down from the driver's seat.

"What's wrong what's wrong, young master what are you-"

Song Qie immediately raised his head and saw the driver walking down in a hurry, he quickly waved his hands, "It's okay, I was just a little dizzy, let Beihuai carry me for a while."

After saying that, he patted Lu Beihuai's shoulder and whispered 'put me down'.

Lu Beihuai stopped his steps and bent down to put down Song Qie on his back.

Song Qie had just landed on her feet and was thinking of walking to the car when she was suddenly picked up by Lu Beihuai in a cross body hug, so she cried out in shock, "...... What, what?"

"I'm afraid you'll get weak feet." Lu Beihuai steadily propped the man up in his arms and walked to the front of the car before placing Song Qie on the seat and letting him sit before bending down to get in himself.

The driver was relieved to see what was happening and stepped back into the driver's seat.

The car door slowly closed and drove smoothly towards the Song Family Villa.

The atmosphere in the car was a little quiet at this point.

The RV is not small, like a small one-bedroom apartment, get in and it's the big sofa deck with the bar kitchen next to it, and because of the space, it looks empty when it's quiet.

Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai leaning on the back of the chair, eyes closed, and did not know if he was resting or uncomfortable, went over to look at him twice, and shouted in a low voice:

"Eh."

Who knows Lu Beihuai abruptly opened his eyes.

"!" Song Qie was taken aback and sat back.

Lu Beihuai saw that Song Qie was again looking frightened, "Aren't you the one who scared me, why are you being scared yourself."

Song Qie was a bit embarrassed and lowered her eyebrows, smiling shyly, "I didn't know if you were resting or not feeling well and wanted to ask you."

"Resting." Lu Beihuai looked at Song Qie sitting on the opposite couch.

Song Qie realized, he held his head in his hands and met Lu Beihuai's gaze, "If you do well in this monthly exam, I'll give you another reward, okay?"

Boys at that age definitely love rewards, just like his sister tempted to reward him when he was in high school.

Lu Beihuai Hearing the word reward is foreign to his heart, from hearing it just now to hearing it again.

For him, since childhood, there is no so-called reward, regardless of the test again his father is not very concerned about, on the contrary, Song Qie, since childhood is to eat eat more also boast, all kinds of incredible can boast.

He had nothing on him, and every time he told his father that Song Qie was bullying him, he just told him to put up with it, and never paid any attention to whether or not he would be aggrieved or whether or not it would be hard for him to bear.

"What you want."

"I'll give you all of it."

The car was brightly lit, and the movement of the face-rest made the flesh of the cheeks bulge and set off these gazing eyes that were round and burning, like glass spheres with a refracted sheen in the light.

Lu Beihuai's gaze skimmed over the lips of the speaker, then fell back to Song Qie's face, and when he saw that he seemed to be looking forward to praising himself, that kind of suppressed and restrained inflated excitement once again seeped out densely.

"Can I have anything?" He asked.

Never expecting any rewards, I'm kind of interested this time.

Just now it was a dress, now what can he get on Song Qie? Anything?

Song Qie cocked her head and thought hard, "Well ...... got to get top 5, and a 4 or higher in all subjects."

"If it's all 4 or more points, any reward?"

"Of course." Song Qie almost didn't even think before blurting out, and when he finished, he bumped into Lu Beihuai's deep gaze, and suddenly his back tightened, "But it can't be legal or touch the bottom line of morality."

Lu Beihuai smiles down, "Okay, I'll try then."

Song Qie: "......"

Why does it feel like this guy is kinda excited.

But asking for a reward isn't something that would cross legal and moral lines, is it?