I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Beside the low wall at the back of the playground, a tall boy leaned against a tree with his arms folded. He was wearing a dark blue sweater, which was worn under a red school uniform. His legs were so long that the boy looked impatiently at the three people in front of him. .

Two of the boys in red jerseys were lying on the ground, clutching their stomachs with painful expressions, and the girls were standing under the low wall, as if they were frightened by the scene just now.

"You..." Zheng Qing took a breath, raised her eyes and stared at the boy leaning on the tree with complicated eyes.

"Are you still hitting?" Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at her provocatively: "I don't hit girls, but I won't fight back. If you can't control the strength at that time, don't cry."

Zheng Qing paused when she heard the sound, she didn't dare to rush up directly, but stepped back, her back pressed against the wall.

This was the first time she had seen Zhou Fan fighting, and she thought that even if a good student knew taekwondo, he had no actual combat experience, and that two bastards could knock him down in one fell swoop.

But what I didn't expect was that Zhou Fan not only seemed to be very experienced, but also aggressive. He didn't hit the fatal part, but his strikes were almost painful to the point of trembling.

Zheng Qing was startled by the fire that came out of his eyes just now, even though he was a gangster, he had never seen such a madman's style of play.

Zhou Fan turned his face away, with some disdain in his eyes, he lost his usual good student style, and kicked the scarface's waist that was getting up.

Scarface was caught off guard by the kick, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it. Before his feet retracted, he stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed Zhou Fan's leg, and pulled it hard. , which made Zhou Fan stagger.

Zhou Fan took advantage of the opportunity to ride on Scarface's body. Scarface had just finished a ball game, and he was fighting against a "desperado" like Xie Haotian, and his physical strength was completely exhausted. Zhou Fan turned hard in the opposite direction. Twist his arm and he screams in pain.

Zhou Fan put his hands behind his back, and rubbed his face on the ground fiercely, covering his face with dust, not to mention how embarrassing he was.

Zhou Fan didn't have the energy to fight the two of them, so he got up slowly, and then kicked Scarface.

"Get up, get out." Zhou Fan said coldly.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Scarface quickly got up from the ground, glaring at Zhou Fan.

Seeing this, Zheng Qing hurried over and helped the other one up from the ground.

"Don't worry," Zhou Fan sneered, "I can't move a finger of your eldest lady, just say a few words and it's over."

Seeing this, Scarface was a little hesitant, and looked back at Zheng Qing's eyes.

Zheng Qing nodded slightly, and then the two cursed and supported each other, and walked not far away, but within two steps, they happened to bump into Tang Le who was running over panting at the corner.

The three people who bumped into each other were taken aback for a moment, and Tang Le remembered that these two were the ones who had just played against Xie Haotian, but they only hesitated for a moment, and then ran towards Zhou Fan.

"Is what I just said clear enough?" Zhou Fan took a step closer.

Zheng Qing backed away in fright, but Taimei's dignity forced her to still feel a fire in her heart, she glared at Zhou Fan: "If you give me another chance, no one I like will like you."

Zhou Fan laughed when he heard the sound: "Did you read too many novels?"

Zheng Qing didn't speak.

"The domineering young lady fell in love with me?" Zhou Fan was a little speechless: "Do you think I'm the kind of arrogant little boy, you ran downstairs to me to deliver breakfast a few times, and then relied on me to take care of your face and didn't refuse too much?" Ruthless, do you think it would be honest to let your brother's people beat me up? What you like is your own unwillingness, so stop putting gold on your face."

Zhou Fan sneered: "I'll repeat it now, I have someone I like, and it's a boy."

Zheng Qing had already been blasted by the five thunders just now, and she was much calmer now. She originally planned to compete fairly with that girl, but now she was directly blocked by the gender barrier, and she was shocked and angry.

"Damn gay, my eyes were shot." Zheng Qing repeated the unethical and other swear words that spewed out of her scarred face just now.

Zhou Fan's eyes gradually dimmed, he clenched his fists, and suddenly hit the wall next to Zheng Qing's face forcefully.

She was so shocked that she shut her mouth immediately, but her eyes were still staring at Zhou Fan angrily.

"I don't like hitting girls, so don't get mad at me," Zhou Fan said.

Zheng Qing's body trembled involuntarily, and there was a sudden sound of familiar footsteps behind her, and Zheng Qing's gaze was also cast there.

"Brother Fan...?" Tang Le walked up cautiously.

Tang Le thought that Zhou Fan had fought again, and the two people who passed by just now seemed to be seriously injured. Zhou Fan's neck was also cut, and the blood flowing out of his eyes had already frozen.

However, although Zhou Fan's expression was trying his best to restrain himself, Tang Le could also sense his fury.

Zhou Fan is always like this. It seems that the door of his heart is open to the outside, but in fact there is something hidden deep in his heart. Although he seems unwilling to be seen by others, he can always reveal it in his subtle expressions It's just that people who don't know him can't see it at all.

However, Tang Le could see it.

He was angry, very angry, very angry, like a lion on the prairie, who was robbed of the food he had just preyed on, that kind of anger couldn't be concealed.

Tang Le didn't say anything, didn't tell him to stop beating, and didn't mean to help him beat or swear.

Tang Le just stepped forward, wiped off the dried blood that had flowed out with the thumb of his right hand, and then silently prepared to step aside.

Sometimes, some people don't understand something, and they don't need to give him much support and help, just standing behind him and wiping the blood from his wound is enough.

"It's him." Zheng Qing spoke in a volume that both of them could hear, without asking any questions, but in a declarative tone.

Zhou Fan's eyes darkened, and he directly stretched out his hand to pull back Tang Le who was about to leave. He held both hands tightly together in a tight posture that had never been done before.

"What?" Tang Le looked at the two in puzzlement, not feeling anything wrong at all.

Zhou Fan raised his hand, showing the interlocking fingers of the two, and said calmly: "You can go to the school to spread it freely, but I warn you, it has nothing to do with him, if you let me hear something that smears him, you will Don't overthink it."

Tang Le's hand turned red when he grabbed him, and he shook it unnaturally. Before he could shake it off, he heard Zhou Fan's word for word.

"I'm gay and I like him."

hum-

A thunderbolt struck Tang Le's brain, and he felt that there were almost gold stars floating in front of him.

When the girl left, how he and Zhou Fan said goodbye to Xie Haotian, and when the two returned to the rental building, he had completely forgotten.

When he came to his senses, Tang Le had been sitting on the stairs on the third floor for quite a while.

The last words left by Zhou Fan when he left just now were still in his ears.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you feel troubled, I won't wait for you after school during this time. I will avoid it for now and wait until the limelight passes."

Only then did Tang Le understand what Zhou Fan and the girl were talking about just now.

what.

Tang Le's white hands clenched fiercely, until the knuckles turned white, and the palms were red from the nail piercing. There was a kind of numb pain, faintly tickling his aching nerves.

what!

What is this called?

What does it mean that it has nothing to do with you and feels troubled?

Don't you all have the guts to show others the hands we hold together?

Don't you dare to say "I like him" in a straight-forward manner?

What now?

What if you flirt and run away!

It's all up to this point, why are you pretending to be a gentleman!

Tang Le stood up abruptly, clenched his hands into fists, and strode straight towards Zhou Fan's closed door, remembering what Xie Haotian said in the afternoon.

Without hesitation, Tang Le raised his hand and took the shot. He used such force that the whole corridor was filled with the sound of security doors.

"Zhou Fan! Open the door!" Tang Le shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the inner wooden door was opened, and a thick smell of smoke wafted out through a security door. Tang Le couldn't help but frowned and coughed twice.

Zhou Fan was wearing a gray tolerance coat, looking a little tired. He walked over, and the light hit his face through the net of the security door.

"Open the door." Tang Le lowered his voice.

Zhou Fan gave a low "hmm", and then slowly opened the anti-theft door.

As soon as the door opened a gap, Tang Le quickly got in, and then closed the anti-theft door heavily again.

The room without lights was extremely dim, except for the light coming in from the gap in the curtains, but because of the evening, there was no light.

Seeing Tang Le's frown, Zhou Fan immediately pinched out the cigarette that was still on the table, and then opened the window a crack.

The air is much more comfortable now.

"I'm a little excited today," Zhou Fan stood in front of Tang Le, and the man in front of him, whose lips were only as high as his own, leaned against the wall, staring into his eyes.

Zhou Fan continued, with a hoarse voice: "I said some things that caused you trouble. Now that I've calmed down, I think it might be too much. You won't hate me just because of this, right...?"

"Although I thought about it just now, it's really annoying..." Zhou Fan said again to himself.

Tang Le didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just stared into his eyes, and countless emotions flashed in his eyes, including fear, remorse, and finally a trace of panic.

Zhou Fan lowered his head, the dim light hit his side face, a deep shadow was formed under the brow bone, his mouth opened and he didn't continue to speak.

For a long while, Tang Le stared straight at him and moved his eyes, revealing bits and pieces of light in the darkness.

"The Brother Fan I know shouldn't be like this."

Tang Le said.

Zhou Fan paused.

Tang Le said: "My Brother Fan, he is excellent in all aspects. Although he is not crazy, he still has the confidence to do anything, not like he is now."

Tang Le paused for two seconds. The room was too quiet. It was so quiet that one could hear the breathing of the two of them one after another. The warm breath hit each other's face and neck, causing eyelashes to tremble.

"Why are you becoming more and more like a mother-in-law..."

Tang Le's voice was very low, almost like a moaning mosquito. He lowered his head slightly, really unable to figure it out.

Zhou Fan was taken aback when he heard the sound, he suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged the person in front of him firmly, and then pressed heavily against the wall, there was the sound of cloth rubbing against each other in the quiet room, and he felt himself let out a sigh of relief.

Zhou Fan put his chin on the top of his head, and gently rubbed his soft hair: "I haven't been so scared because of a word for a long time."

"What are you afraid of..." Tang Le buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled.

"I'm afraid you'll find it annoying, and I'm afraid you think I'm abnormal, and I'm even more afraid that you'll ignore me because of it." Zhou Fan sighed, then tightened his arms around the other's waist: "I respect your choice, as long as Don't hate me."

"Ugh."

There was a long sigh in the air, Tang Le was almost really annoyed by his questioning, could it be that after chatting alone for a long time, he became a mother-in-law?

"If I hated you, would I still let you behave like this?" Tang Le said faintly, "Can't you really see it?"

Zhou Fan paused when he heard the sound, and his movements were obviously stiff, but in the next second, his movements broke Tang Le's evaluation of his mother-in-law just now.

His chin was pinched fiercely, and his face was forced to lift up. Tang Le didn't dare to open his eyes. He could feel Zhou Fan's extremely unstable breathing on the fluff of his cheek. Up close and feel on the lips.

Gently, once, again.

As if tasting or caressing, Zhou Fan's lips with a faint smell of tobacco fell on Tang Le's lips, and he was carefully probing.

Finally, Tang Le was impatient with the kiss. When Zhou Fan kissed him again, he opened his mouth and bit the other's lower lip lightly. The movement was not big, but he could feel the faintness. pain.

Zhou Fan was stunned by his bold response.

A few seconds later, he simply pressed him against the wall, supported the wall with one hand, and stroked his ear pinna with the other hand, biting down his crazy and aggressive lips, and the kiss was so strong that no one could refuse .

In just a few minutes, Tang Le felt that his brain could no longer function.

The whole body seemed to be placed in a blank space, and the organs of the whole body had lost consciousness and control ability, only the lips were still there, and Zhou Fan's passionate kiss could be clearly felt.

Tang Le was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe. He stretched out his hand and gently pushed Zhou Fan away.

"Hmm..." Tang Le took a breath: "It's been too long."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Zhou Fan's pupils shrank, and his voice had become hoarse and deep: "Don't make such a sound."

"Huh?" Tang Le looked at him.

"I'm afraid I can't help but do something to you." Zhou Fan's eyes were clouded.

Zhou Fan lowered his head again, and he pressed his forehead against Tang Le's. Tang Le's body was pressed against the wall, and he was completely trapped in this small space, with no way out.

If the other party wants to do something at this time, in fact, he has no strength to resist.

What's more, it's in Zhou Fan's rental house right now, the door is locked and curtains are drawn, and the only connection with the outside world is the window that has been pushed open a gap.

The time and place are right and the people are harmonious, so it seems that I am sorry for God if I don't do anything.

In fact, Tang Le didn't know much about this kind of thing. At most, he read it from the strange little books handed out by the roadside. Sometimes he found it unacceptable, even disgusting.

But I don't know why, looking at the boy in front of me who looked at him with extremely serious eyes, I feel that sometimes the line of defense in his heart is not so easy to break through.

Tang Le swallowed, but he still felt that the progress of this relationship was a little too fast.

Zhou Fan stared into his eyes, seeing all the thoughts in his heart.

"Don't worry," Zhou Fan straightened up, and kissed him on the forehead again: "You are still young, I don't want to be accused of molesting young children."

"I'm not young!" Tang Le glared at him.

It took Zhou Fan a long time to react, and he laughed out loud when he was provoked, and then reached down with his hand, making a gesture to pull his pants: "Oh? Let me see?"

"Damn, you, get out!"

Tang Le hurriedly broke free from the cage of his arms, before he could finish cursing, he ran back into the house in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Brother Fan and Xiao Tang Le's progress is really super slow (help the forehead), but they are finally together by default!Super Plus enjoy!So happy to send red envelopes in the comments of this chapter~