Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

On the way back from the coffee shop to school, Yan Hao has been distracted, completely immersed in his own world in a daze. In response, Sheng Heng did not bother him, but walked silently on the outside of the road, blocking Yan Hao inside.

Yan Hao walked forward blankly, occasionally raising his eyes to look at Sheng Heng, and then twisting his eyebrows. It seemed very distressed, as if he was thinking about something. When he finished thinking, he continued to walk forward with his head down. .

Except for the first time that Yan Hao was staring at him with some doubts, Sheng Heng was calm along the way, even with some joy and expectation.

This is the prelude to the resuscitation of the little head! ! !

Moreover, judging from Yan Hao's current reaction, he didn't hate himself. Just thinking about it, Sheng Heng seemed to be floating.

Sheng Heng guessed well, and Yan Hao was indeed thinking about "Do you like Sheng Heng at all" along the way, a proposition that is very unfamiliar to him.

Yan Hao is a very focused and rigorous person. Once he starts thinking about medicines or mechas, he will easily fall into his own world. But this question is too difficult. It is completely different from mathematics and has no logical relationship at all. In desperation, Yan Hao decided to practice true knowledge.

"Brother Heng." Yan Hao stopped suddenly.

"Huh?" Sheng Heng accompanied him all the way. He was also full of thoughts along the way. At this moment, seeing Yan Hao finally recovered. Although the surface was still calm, his heart was nervous.

Did the junior brother really want to understand?

Do you like me or do you like me?

Why is he looking at me like that? Is he going to confess to me first?

The pure Yan Hao cannot see from Sheng Heng's calm complexion that he is so sullen in his heart, he is embarrassed for what he is going to say next. And his appearance in Sheng Heng's eyes has a different meaning.

Blushed! Could it be...

Sheng Heng's tense fingertips were shaking.

"I...I want to ask you for a favor, okay?" Yan Hao hesitated.

help?

Sheng Heng was a little disappointed: "You are so polite with me, if you have anything to do, just tell me, I will definitely help you."

Seeing Sheng Heng's promise so readily, Yan Hao was overjoyed and said directly, "I want to hold your hand."

Hold my hand?

Sheng Heng had just been disappointed with some cooling passion, and was instantly ignited, and even burned more intensely than just now: "Of course it can."

"You... don't you ask why?" Yan Hao asked in surprise.

"No." Is there any reason for holding hands? This is what I want to do every time I walk with you.

Sheng Heng chuckled lightly, and proactively stretched out his hand, with the palm facing up, and placed it in front of Yan Hao in an inviting gesture.

Yan Hao smiled back and gently put his hand up. The moment he shook his hands, he even squeezed Sheng Heng's hand on his own initiative.

The corner of Sheng Heng's mouth twitched slightly, his five fingers tucked together, and he naturally wrapped Yan Hao's hand.

The two quietly shook hands like this, standing in the small woods outside the mecha manufacturing department building, Yan Hao stared at the palms they were shaking intently, while Sheng Heng stared at the person in front of them intently.

The sunlight fell from the cracks in the treetops. With the swaying of the leaves, the light spots jumped on Yan Hao's eyebrows, like Sheng Heng's mood at this time, joyful and joyful.

Suddenly, Yan Hao raised his eyes, his black and white eyes were shining, and he chuckled softly at him. Sheng Heng only felt that his heart was slightly scratched by something, and a feeling came out spontaneously.

At this time confession, Xiao Hao will promise me.

"I……"

Sheng Heng opened his mouth, but the palm of his hand was suddenly empty. Yan Hao took his hand back, and said with a look of rejoicing, "I guess I guessed wrong."

"Guess wrong?" Sheng Heng stared at Kongkong's palm, unable to recover for a long time.

Yan Hao explained with a smile: "When I was in the coffee shop just now, my heart beat faster and my face became hot. It was strange."

Sheng Heng listened quietly.

"Then I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and then there was a couple of husbands..." Thinking of the scenes I saw in the bathroom before, Yan Hao's white face flushed.

"I heard them say that they would blush and heartbeat when holding a hand when they first love, and then, I happened to blush and heartbeat just now, and then I... wondered if I liked you." At this point, Yan Hao was very true. I was a little embarrassed, and didn't dare to look at Sheng Heng when I lowered my head. On the contrary, when Sheng Heng heard this, his heart began to beat wildly, as if it would burst open in the next moment.

"So I want to do an experiment. I will hold your hand and see if there is the feeling of blushing and heartbeat just now. If there is, it means I like you. If not, I don't like it." Yan Hao raised his head and said with a happy face, "As a result, I didn't have a blushing heartbeat after holding the hand for so long, so I really misunderstood it."

At this moment, the world is quiet.

Sheng Heng's heart that was about to explode was directly frozen to death by a chill that ruined the world.

Misunderstood? Why did you misunderstand?

"Brother Heng, I'm in the dormitory, then I'll go back first." Out of the woods, which is downstairs in the dormitory, Yan Hao waved his hand at Sheng Heng and turned to leave. Only after he ran two steps, his arm was violently pulled by someone, and then a huge force came, directly dragging him back.

With red eyes, Sheng Heng directly pressed Yan Hao against the tree trunk. He panted heavily, his face was an expression of anger that Yan Hao had never seen before, as if he wanted to swallow him on the spot.

"Brother Heng, you...what's wrong with you? Is it something uncomfortable?" Yan Hao asked worriedly.

Sheng Heng ignored Yan Hao. He stared at Yan Hao's red lips, and reason was fighting impulse in his mind.

"Dear, kiss, kiss hard, **** his tongue so that he can't say those things you don't like to hear." The impulse urged.

"No, the elementary school students are so courageous, they will be frightened." Reason admonished.

"He confessed himself. He has the feeling of blushing and heartbeating towards you. He is stunned. But his kind of hands that seem to be doing research can bring out a ghost blush and heartbeat, kiss him, and directly blush his kiss. Heartbeat, so he won't understand it! If you don't kiss now, it will be difficult to get him to resuscitate in the future." Impulsively said.

Eventually the impulse prevailed.

Sheng Heng fiercely approached, and Yan Hao shrank subconsciously, but behind him was a tree trunk, in front of him was Sheng Heng, and on the left and right were Sheng Heng's iron-like arms. Yan Hao was imprisoned and could not move. He felt strange at the beginning, and then he was a little worried about whether Sheng Heng was ill, but slowly, the surrounding breath began to become strange.

"Puff, puff! Puff!"

Suddenly, Yan Hao heard the sound of his heartbeat, which became faster and louder. At this time, Sheng Heng's face was slowly approaching him.

"Brother." Yan Hao didn't know what to do, he put his hands on Sheng Heng's chest and shouted instinctively. His big eyes were filled with anxiety and anxiety, and he looked at Sheng Heng weakly and helplessly.

With a cry of elder brother, Sheng Heng's sanity was recalled, and when he saw the uneasiness in Yan Hao's eyes, Sheng Heng even paled. He backed away with a swipe, and then stopped after three steps in a row.

"I'm sorry, I..." What am I, didn't I mean it?

In his mind, the impulse was still screaming fiercely, telling him not to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, rushing forward, it is the man who does it.

"I'm leaving now." Sheng Heng didn't dare to stay anymore, and ran away as if to escape, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the woods, Yan Hao still maintained his previous posture, covering his heart with one hand and his face with the other.

"Heartbeat speeds up, face flushed?" Yan Hao confirmed with his hands on his chest, face, and earlobes back and forth, the hot touch was so clear.

Yan Hao returned to the dormitory in a daze. In the dormitory, He Shao was still working hard to review the final exam. He didn't pay much attention to Yan Hao coming in, and continued to draw his own parts design.

Suddenly, someone poked his arm, so that he drew a good straight line and made a bend in the middle.

"My picture?!" He Shao wailed, staring at Yan Hao dissatisfiedly, "Yan Hao, you...what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

Seeing Yan Hao's blushing abnormally, He Shao couldn't care about the half-drawn design drawing by himself, so he stood up and touched Yan Hao's forehead.

"My face is hot, my forehead is not." Yan Hao said rigorously.

He Shao heard the words and quickly moved the hand touching his forehead to Yan Hao's face. It looked like, alas, he was really feverish: "What's wrong with you? Have a cold? I'll get you medicine."

"I don't have a cold." Yan Hao shook his head.

"Why do you blush like this if you don't have a cold?" He Shao puzzled.

"You will feel my pulse again." Yan Hao said, passing his hand over.

Although He Shao is not a pharmacist, he still knows how to feel the pulse. He only put **** on him, and he was immediately taken aback by the strong and fast frequency of his pulse.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?"

"Blushing, heartbeat, it's not a cold, and I haven't eaten anything that speeds up my metabolism. Is this an outward appearance that I like?" Yan Hao asked seriously.

"!!!"

He Shao froze for a full ten seconds, then slowly sat back on the chair, took another sip of tea, and then looked up and down Yan Hao carefully before saying: "Say, what happened before entering the door? "

Yan Hao was anxious to know the answer. Seeing He Shao asked, he described it like this. As I said more than once, our classmate Yan Hao is a serious and rigorous person, so the process he described is extremely detailed, and only He Shao is immersed in it.

After listening to the whole process, He Shao was silent. For a moment he didn't know whether he should sympathize with Sheng Heng or curse him. This guy finally abducted his roommate.

"He Shao? Do I like Senior Sheng Heng?" Yan Hao encountered this kind of thing for the first time in two lifetimes, and he really needed someone to answer him.

"..." He Shao really didn't want to answer this question. He said yes, it's cheap, Shengheng, and no, what if Yan Hao takes it seriously?

"He Shao!" Yan Hao was anxious to know the answer.

"Oh!" He Shao sighed silently, "I'm not good at this."

"Are you inexperienced?" In Yan Hao's cognition, an experienced person must be able to say a few words. If you can't say it, it must be inexperience.

"..." What does this have to do with experience?

"You have to judge this kind of thing for yourself, like it or not, you can assume it."

"How to suppose?"

"Suppose you are in love with Sheng Heng, what is your mood? Happy or disgusting?"

"I haven't been in a relationship before, so I don't know how to suppose." Yan Hao said.

Except for mathematics and mecha, your mind is just a decoration!

He Shao resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Then suppose that in the small woods, Sheng Heng pressed you to the tree just now, kiss you to death, your legs become weak, and then react."

Immediately, Yan Hao's brain began to automatically replenish the brain. When the brain replenishes, he unconsciously substituted the husband that he met in the coffee shop bathroom today. Then……

In the small woods, Sheng Heng violently dragged him over and pushed him against the tree fiercely. Then, like a hungry wolf, he continued to bite his lips, Adam's apple and neck, and even solved it. His clothes...

"Teng", Yan Hao blushed like a cooked shrimp.

He Shao: "..." I already know the answer.

On the other side, Sheng Heng left the grove and ran directly to the training ground of the mecha department. After entering, he ran twenty laps along the training ground.

Because it was the end of the semester, the training ground was full of Mecha students. Other students saw Sheng Heng like this and thought that Sheng Heng was doing physical exercises, but Cheng Wenkang knew that he had asked Yan Hao out today. And even for training, it is impossible to wear the clothes carefully selected during the date.

Picking up a bottle of water, Cheng Wenkang leaned in curiously and asked: "What's wrong, what's the excitement?"

"I scared him." Sheng Heng said in frustration.

"You... have you confessed?" Cheng Wenkang's eyes widened, "Aren't you going to ask about your eldest brother?"

Sheng Heng unscrewed the water bottle, took a sip fiercely, his face was completely slumped.

When Cheng Wenkang saw this, the secret path was over, and he was rejected.

"I think the junior is not a stingy person. If you can't be a couple, let's continue to be friends." Cheng Wenkang patted Sheng Heng heavily on the shoulder.

"I didn't confess." Although he really wanted to kill Yan Hao at all costs, he finally resisted it.

He was still worried, worried that Yan Hao was so courageous, would he not even do his friends in order to avoid him in the future. You have to raise him again, and let him get used to him slowly, but before that, he still hides for a while, and waits for him to forget what happened today.

Sheng Heng, can't be rushed, the more you want, the more patient, Sheng Heng silently warned himself.

He exhaled a few heavy breaths, but Yan Hao's uneasy eyes remained lingering in his mind. Sheng Heng's eyes sank, and he dropped half of the water he had drunk, then turned and ran for another twenty laps.

"I'm afraid it will be bad." Cheng Wenkang shook his head and sighed.

The author has something to say: Yan Hao: I've got the hang of it.

Sheng Heng: He said it was a misunderstanding.

Yan Hao: I was almost kissed just now.

Sheng Heng: Fortunately, I didn't kiss each other, or I was scared away.