Bite Your Fingertips (Complete)

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Lu Shi held his hand, lowered his head, bit the straw, and finished drinking.

Chu Yu got used to it, and when Lu Shi finished drinking, he threw the empty bottle into the trash can.

The two of them rubbed their shoulders and started to make up lessons.

It didn't take long for Chu Yu to discover that he could almost understand what Lu Shi said.

Fuck, is this the power of learning God?

Or, in fact, I am an extremely smart, talented and beautiful young genius, but I was delayed before?

He couldn't concentrate easily. After listening for a long time, he stared at the hand that pinched the pen when he landed and pointed out God.

"Chu Yu."

"what?"

Seeing that he was distracted, Lu Shi didn't talk about new knowledge. I took a book of exercises, opened it, picked up a pen, and ticked out 20 questions, "Done."

"it is good."

Seeing Lu Shi got up, Chu Yu asked quickly, "What about you?"

"I'll sleep for a while, and call me when I'm done."

The bedroom quieted down, only the sound of the pen rubbing on the paper.

Chu Yu finished the three questions in one go, and his sense of accomplishment was overwhelming.

He used to do mathematics, always, write the solution first, review the problem, not, write down the solution of a problem.

Or after the math test, other students are discussing whether to choose B or C for a certain question.

At this time, Chu Yu would fall into deep thinking—have I just seen this question? Have I really seen it? Did I not make the same set of papers as you guys?

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that he had risen to another higher realm-he not only knew these words, but also knew the meaning of these words together!

Chu Yu, you are amazing!

It was already more than an hour after the 20 questions that Lu Shi had checked out after earnestly finishing.

Chu Yu stretched out, put aside his pen, and turned to look at Lu Shi.

On the bed, with a thin light gray quilt spread, Lu Shi lay on his side in the direction of the desk, eyes closed.

A desk lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and the light range was limited. In the dim light, I could barely see Lu Shi's profile.

His complexion was cold and white, and his forehead had light blue blood vessels. When the eyes are closed, the tails of the eyes are narrow and long, and the eyelashes are hanging, thick and dense. The mountain roots are high, and the facial features are sharp.

He didn't sleep well the night before, and there was still a faint blue shadow under him. I don't know if he was dreaming, his eyebrows were frowned, and he looked unhappy.

When Lu Shi was asleep, his indifference and sharpness of the day were completely gone.

Even seemed mild and harmless.

Chu Yu squatted by the bed, staring at the landing for a moment.

Then he began to hesitate, as to whether to follow Lu Shi's words and finish the topic, just wake him up.

Chu Yu couldn't bear it.

He always felt that Lu Shi was carrying something very heavy on his body, which made him want to be happy but not happy. Only in sleep can you relieve the pressure and get a short respite.

Forget it.

When Chu Yu was not going to wake Lu up, let him sleep well and go back by himself.

As for blood-thirsty hunger and low-grade fever, forbearance is over.

Standing up, Chu Yu bent down again and gently pulled the quilt for Lu Shi.

I was about to close my hand, but my wrist was suddenly caught.

An enormous force pulled him down, unable to resist. Chu Yu lost his balance in an instant, fell on the bed unsteadily, and smashed his head against the pillow when he landed on the shoulder.

Lu Shi's voice was drowsy, his lips pressed against Chu Yu's ears, "Done?"

The warm breath brushed on the sensitive skin, numb and itchy.

Chu Yu trembled instinctively.

Without hearing the answer, Lu Shi half closed his eyelids, his eyes darkened, looking at Chu Yu, "Is that hungry?"

Then, Chu Yu felt that Lu Shi's slightly cool fingertips pressed against his lips, and he unconsciously wiped it on his lips.

Very itchy.

Chu Yu held his breath.

"Ok?"

Lu Shi's nasal voice was tired, seemingly impatient, urging.

Chu Yu awoke, subconsciously opened his lips slightly, and bit Lu Shi's fingertips.