Sweetness Is Incessantly Late

 

Chi Yu had a dream in which there was a beautiful princess, and he was a prince. After finally overcoming thorns and thorns, the beauty is finally brought home, but the evil dragon appears, and it looks exactly the same as Fu Zhian.

According to the flow of the story, the dragon will kidnap the princess, and he will rescue her as a prince.

But before his sword was drawn out, the evil dragon flapped its wings and flew straight towards him. The evil dragon was here to snatch the prince.

The water droplets on the boy's forehead have not been completely wiped off, and wet the finely scattered bangs on his forehead. Chi Yu looked at himself listless in the mirror, spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth fiercely, and washed his face again.

But at the end, he accidentally pressed his finger to the corner of his lips, and the boy took a deep breath. The corners of the mouth, which were only slightly red yesterday, are now swollen, itchy and painful to the touch. The originally gloomy and hostile face looked a bit ridiculous because of the redness at the corners of the mouth.

"F*ck you Fu Zhian." Chi Yu lowered his head and scolded in a low voice, skipping the hearty breakfast on the table, opened the refrigerator, took out two pieces of toast, bit into his mouth, and walked out of the house.

The iron gate of the school was locked from the inside, and Chi Yu stared at the guard through the iron gate with a cold face. The uncle of the doorman helped his hat, and after thinking about it, he went to open the door. The boy's school uniform hangs on his body crookedly, the sweater inside is still wrinkled, and the side hem is tucked into the waistband, exposing the corners of the brand-name belt.

Seeing the young man walking away, the uncle guard shook his head: "How does this kid look so sloppy every day?"

Chi Yu lowered his head and just walked to the door of the classroom when the class bell rang, and he went straight to ignoring the teacher on the podium who was sorting out the lesson plans, he walked in through the back door. Fu Zhian was lying on the table writing the papers, and when he heard his footsteps, the tip of his pen stopped, and he said without raising his head: "Morning."

Ji Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and glanced at Chi Yu, there was a bit of distress on his fair and clean face, and the inexplicable redness at the corners of his mouth.

Chi Yu didn't care about other people's gaze, he threw his schoolbag on the ground and sat down on the chair. Hearing Fu Zhian's words, he gave him an angry look, and the comic book in his hand slapped heavily on the table.

Fu Zhian didn't respond to the humiliation, but Wang Xiao at the front table was frightened and bounced off the chair. He turned around before he could speak, when he saw the redness and swelling at the corner of his mouth, Wang Xiao's eyes widened: "Damn, brother Chi, what's wrong with your fucking mouth?"

If it were like normal, Chi Yu would have scolded him for three hundred and sixty-five reincarnations long ago, but now the corners of his mouth hurt so much, it was too painful for him to move his lips, and he posed impatiently at Wang Xiao's face.

"Were you bitten by a dog?"

"You're a fucking dog!" Chi Yu slammed the table, "hisss..." The movement was so big that the corner of his mouth hurt.

Fu Zhian put down the pen in his hand, turned his head and glanced at the redness at the corner of his mouth, turned his head again without lifting his eyelids, and then wrote on the paper.

"Fu Zhian, you're a fucking beast!" Chi Yu grabbed the paper in his hand, half covered the corner of his mouth, and said stiffly, "Look at what the corner of Lao Tzu's mouth looks like?"

The noisy classroom suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes swept toward the last row of the classroom. Wang Xiao shuddered twice, stretched his neck forward, and whispered, "Brother Chi, did Fu Zhian bite the corner of your mouth?"

Chi Yu paused while holding the paper, remembering the corner of his mouth yesterday it was warm and moist to the touch, and now the corners of the mouth seem to be burning with pain.

"Fuck you."

Until the head teacher re-entered the classroom, Wang Xiao didn't even know what was going on. He is sitting on pins and needles now, wishing he had two eyes on the back of his head, so that he could take a good look at Chi Yu's expression.

Lin Jing stood on the podium and coughed twice, she glanced down, everyone's faces were numb and tired. Except in the corner of the last row, Chi Yu with a gloomy face and Fu Zhian with a calm face on the side.

"Next month will be the Art Festival, and this will be your last group activity in your second year of high school." Lin Jing smiled and put her arms on the podium: "I hope everyone can actively participate, besides studying, you can also take part in some extracurricular activities."

Unsurprisingly, there was a lively discussion under the stage, but Lin Jing didn't interrupt, she smiled and looked at the group of 16- or 17-year-old students under the stage with high spirits.

"But this event was prepared in advance." Lin Jing raised her voice, and she continued: "Our class is playing a drama. It's better to set the theme of the show early and start rehearsing."

Most of the boys were discouraged, and their carefully prepared belly dances seemed to be useless.

"Teacher, Snow White, do you think it's okay?" The art committee raised her hand embarrassingly, but before she could hear the teacher's answer, she was overwhelmed by the boys' noisy shouting.

"I protest!"

"I protest too !"

"What are you playing Snow White for?" Wang Xiao also blushed and had a thick neck, so he could not wait to stand on the table and shout: "Then I can only play a dwarf at most, I don't agree!"

Lin Jing helped her forehead, and she patted the blackboard: "Be quiet for a while, then we will vote."

The boys at work were happy. There are a total of 50 people in the class, 26 boys and 24 girls. No boy is willing to play Snow White unless he is a **!

"Snow White." The boy's low, hoarse voice, paired with the corners of his swollen mouth, was a different kind of sexy.

Of course, this was in the eyes of the girl, Wang Xiao turned his head sharply, and opened his small eyes as wide as possible.

Chi Yu raised his eyebrows indifferently, he glanced at the boy beside him, snorted coldly, and fell asleep with his head covered on the table.

Fu Zhian doesn't choose Snow White, I fucking have to choose it!

Wang Xiao smacked his mouth twice and turned around: Yes, the **** appeared and sat behind him.

For the remaining half of the class, everyone was closely watching the script and choosing roles.

There was a thumping sound from the table, Chi Yu raised his head with half-open eyes, and in front of him was Ji Xiaoxiao with a faint smile.

"Chi Yu, do you want to play the prince?"

Ji Xiaoxiao's smile overflowed into his eyes, and those big eyes stared at him tightly. The girl behind her covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Ji Xiaoxiao's selfishness is too heavy. When she becomes Snow White, he has to be a prince."

"The prince and the princess have a kiss scene, okay?"

Chi Yu lifted his head lazily. Lifting his eyelids, his mouth moved, but he didn't speak. The boy beside him slowly closed the book, leaned on the back of the chair and said word by word: "I want to play the prince."

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《The author has something to say》:

Xiao Fu: You actually want to have a kiss scene with her? Don't even think about it.