Picking Up Stars [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 57

    The dark night always sinks people, and the darkness will stir up all the emotions of people, and put them naked in the air, allowing them to ferment and transpire. It may be like a cloud of fog, diffused unscrupulously under the cover of darkness.

    When the sun breaks, the fragile emotions can't see the light, and if they don't go away, they have to go away.

    Qin Fang is very serious in every exam month. He doesn't study much at ordinary times, but he will not be perfunctory in the exam month. When he was reviewing, he took his mobile phone with him and didn't look at it all day long. Now he doesn't carry his mobile phone most of the time. As long as he doesn't carry his mobile phone, as long as he controls his thoughts and doesn't fly around, he can calm down easily and the review efficiency is also very high.

    The secretary of the Communist Youth League gave him review materials, and Qin Fang thanked him with a smile.

    The little girl used to have such half-hearted thoughts about him, but it's long gone, and now her boyfriend is sitting in the study room, and the party secretary whispered to Qin Fang: "I sorted it out myself, and I'll keep it. "

    Qin Fang said thank you again.

    The party secretary shook his fist at him to cheer him up, and then went back to sit beside his boyfriend.

    Qin Fang looked through the information and thought that the little girls are as kind as angels.

    When there is no class, he stays in the self-study room from 8:00 in the morning until the teaching building closes. Qin Fang's schoolbag contains a few books, two pens and the key to the dormitory, and nothing else.

    There was a person sitting on the side steps of the teaching building. Qin Fang knew there was a person there, but he would not turn his head to look. It was like his shadow, accompanying him for a while in the dark, quietly. They have always had a tacit understanding, Qin Fang will not turn his head, and he will not show up.

    He took out the key and opened the door. The dormitory was dark, and the cell phone was on the table. Qin let go of the light and walked over to have a look. It was Jian Muyang who just sent him a message.

    —Brother, Dad bought you a new car.

    —Ah, I didn’t buy it, it was a gift from someone else! Cool!

    In addition to these two items, there was also news from Hua Tong, asking where he was having dinner at night, and chatting in a mess in the group. Qin Fang read back a few, and then went to take a shower.

    He gets very tanned in summer, and I don't know why he tans so easily. In the mirror, Qin Fang's arms, legs and face were several degrees darker than his body, which he himself disliked and didn't want to look at.

    He only likes the white ones, the ones that are so white that the blood vessels can be seen clearly, and turn red when you suck them lightly. When I flushed with my head up, the water hit my face, and some restricted-rated images flashed in my mind.

    —too white. Sometimes he obviously didn't use any force, but he just squeezed it, and the place he touched would turn red. He just took a bite, and that small piece of skin would turn yellow and blue after it turned red. If he really made a fuss without seriousness, it would look extraordinarily hideous, and he would feel distressed afterwards. Kiss and kiss on top.

    At that time, Qin Fang was a little bit fond of violence, biting people, and liked two people to express and communicate in a very masculine way. When he was going crazy, Xing Yan was very indulgent, allowing him to bite, and when he bit hard, he frowned slightly and stroked his scalp. Afterwards, Qin Fang couldn't bear to feel distressed, so he would smile and say, "Bite it, it seems that white spots are really painful."