Perbedaan Tinggi Yang Lucu - Bab 11(AKHIR)

The alarm indicating the end of the exam rang.

Qiao Yu placed his paper down.

Feng Shou quickly took away the pen in Qiao Yu’s hand and squeezed his hand, “Next time can you change the subject for the time training? When you write all those essays, Saya merasa sangat tertekan. Isn’t it fine to just write down the main points? Why do you need to write so much?”

Qiao Yu held the dense stack of papers and began matching it with the answers, “The more you write, lebih baik. These are short answers. You won’t lose points if you wrote something wrong but if you don’t write it, you will lose a point.”

Feng Shou held Qiao Yu’s hands inside his and blew onto it. Such a smooth and delicate little hand had written so many essays to the point that he had calluses. It really made him feel distressed, “Why are writing so much on a Sunday. You still need breaks.”

Qiao Yu ignored him and continued to draw circles onto his paper as he referred to the answer sheet.

Di sisi, Feng Shou disturbed him, “I spent four months to get grandmother to accept that it is normal for two men to be together. My dad is also not stopping me from finding a boyfriend.”

Qiao Yu stared at his papers and ‘Hm’ed’ twice.

Feng Shou continued: “After finally successfully convincing them, apakah kamu tidak punya sesuatu untuk dikatakan?”

Qiao Yu didn’t move his line of sight and continued to write, "Katakan apa?”

Feng Shou took away the pen in his hand, “Little Qiao Yu just had his birthday yesterday and is already eighteen.”

Qiao Yu was instantly shocked. His line of sight suddenly rose and he was held up and supported at his butt, “Hey——What are you doing!”

Feng Shou pressed him down onto the bed and held onto him, “Take a break on the weekend. Let me teach you a game adult’s play.”

Qiao Yu’s face was completely red, "Jangan. Sangat tak tahu malu!”

Feng Shou laughed and pressed the person below him down for about two hours.

Pada akhirnya, Qiao Yu was exhausted and covered in sweat as he was being held in Feng Shou’s arms.

Feng Shou covered him with a blanket and stroked the red marks he had left on his neck satisfied. Dia menghela nafas: “It really is most comfortable when I touch you with my own hands. Sekali ini saja. Lain kali, it’ll be after your college entrance examinations.”

Qiao Yu groggily glared, lalu mengangguk, lalu menggelengkan kepalanya. He reached out and looped his arms around Feng Shou’s neck and muttered one word, “Hug”.