Tick ​​tick

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The unpleasant little things were forgotten by the two tacitly together. Clock came to Song Qiyou as usual, but he stopped eating Ma's fried rice at noon, and the two actively developed other delicacies around the school.

At the end of the working day again, Clock mysteriously asked Song Qiyou if he wanted to see the sea.Song Qiyou said yes, and the clock turned out two plane tickets going south that night from behind, and made the soundtrack "Dangdang Dangdang" by himself.

In fact, you can see it in City S, but the clock prefers the sea in the south.Song Qiyou asked him why, and Zhong Zhong said that he didn't know either, just based on his feeling.Song Qiyou obeyed him and honestly picked up two or three changes of clothes to take with him.

After the laboratory oolong, Song Qiyou always followed the clock.He wants to love the clock.

It was already very late when they arrived in City X, and the two went directly to the hotel.The suite booked by the clock, two rooms and two beds.The next day, the two got up very early and rushed to the first batch to go to the island. The island was still quiet.The wind was a bit strong, and the skirt of the clock was blown around.

It was already mid-November, and Song Qiyou had to wear a thin sweater, but Clock was always wearing a skirt.

"Aren't you really cold?"

"It's not cold." The clock held Song Qiyou's hand, as if they were really close, "The bottom of this dress is a sweater, which is very warm. Do you think the mesh on the skirt looks cool? That is stitched together outside. And..."

The clock went two steps away, and turned in a circle in front of Song Qiyou: "...and we fairies must have grace and not temperature. Look, isn't it beautiful?"

The color of the mesh is gradually changing from dark blue to black, and it looks charming when it is rotated.Song Qiyou said "beautiful" sincerely, the clock turned dizzy and leaned on Song Qiyou's body, smiling triumphantly.

The wind never calmed down. The two of them picked a small beach where there were no people, found a stone that didn't look too dirty, sat and watched the waves, and kissed the distant sea and sky.

"Do you think that the sea is very similar to the land? The waves are like the leaves on the land. When the wind blows, they will roll."

"It sounds a bit like you saying that."

"The sea is really romantic. I always feel that people's tears are the same as the rising tide of the sea. You regard the lower eyelid as the shore, and crying is a gentle rising tide."

Song Qiyou turned to look at the clock: "This metaphor is very powerful."

"Really? I'd be proud if you said that." Clock pursed his lips, "My favorite sentence about the sea was written by a Russian writer, 'At that time most of my poems were about the sea, but at that time I Knows almost nothing about the sea'."

Song Qiyou didn't have much literary talent, he listened quietly to the clock and said: "It seems that most things are like this, and so is love. When I used to fantasize about the various appearances of love, I knew almost nothing about love."

Word games are puzzling, Song Qiyou thought, is love something that can be understood thoroughly?Just like the sea, can it be understood thoroughly?You can say how many elements are in seawater, what is the approximate concentration range of each element, how rich is the diversity of species in the sea, and how complex life information is, but how can you tell whether the sea is like land or eyes? ?

The clock sneezed, and Song Qiyou took off his coat and handed it to him.The clock didn't move, so Song Qiyou had to stand up and help him put it on.Only then did the clock bend his eyes: "It's still a little cold."

"It's too windy. Shall we go indoors?"

"No." Clock sniffed, "I don't have a chance to look at the sea often, so sit down for a while."

"Okay." Song Qiyou sat down again, trying to find a suitable topic, "I feel like you've read a lot of books?"

There are many.As much as Song Qiyou liked being in the library, he read so many strange books.The voice of the clock was proud and helpless: "It's okay."

Song Qiyou asked the question that he had been curious about for a long time: "How many languages ​​do you know?"

"There are some. English, French, Russian, Japanese, Spanish..." The clock counted a few casually, "A little bit of the more common ones, but only a little bit, for daily use, and some of them are still very difficult to read. "

Song Qiyou was convinced: "You are too modest."

"I'm pretending to be humble in front of you, but I'm actually thinking: reading is not difficult, you can just read the literature."

Song Qiyou laughed: "Really? Then when I encounter documents other than English in the future, can I ask you to translate them?"

The heart of the clock "thumped" and jumped a beat: This is the first time Song Qiyou took the initiative to say "later" to him.He forced himself to be calm: "Yes, the status of a friend is one yuan per word, and the status of a boyfriend is free."

Song Qiyou didn't answer, and his smile gradually faded. He was still thinking about what to do about the "boyfriend".Clock can't bear this kind of invisibility, and he was still in palpitations just now, at this moment he can only laugh at himself: what are you looking forward to?

"Let's go. It feels like the wind is getting stronger and stronger. There are also more people." The clock tightened Song Qiyou's coat and walked back, took two steps and then turned back, "Wait a minute."

He picked up a stone, squatted down to write and draw on the beach like a child, threw the stone after finishing writing, patted the sand on his hands and smiled at Song Qiyou: "If you come to the beach and don't write, it's as if you didn't come."

is Russian.Song Qiyou didn't understand, so he didn't dare to guess randomly.

As a scenic spot, there is not only the sea to see, the streets are unique, the performances are different, and there is even a small museum hidden in the woods.As a scenic spot, the price is naturally quite high. A postcard is two yuan, a small box of fruit is fifteen, and any commemorative gadget is hundreds. The price of a restaurant in the eye of the clock is... huh.

Song Qiyou was eating the delicious steak, thinking that Zhong Zhong had just bought a house, so he suggested at home: "Let's not eat in such an expensive restaurant in the future." After a pause, "Although you made a lot of money trading in stocks."

"What are you talking about?" Clockwork sounded amused, "I didn't make much money trading in stocks, and I spent almost all of my money in a bar. The money I'm using now is the bar's income. Bars make a lot of money."

Rumors misled me.Song Qiyou had nothing to say.

This university professor who gets a salary and bonus probably doesn't know how much a bar in that area can earn a night.Thinking of his worried expression just now, and thinking of him saying "in the future" without knowing what to do, Zhong Zhong was a little unhappy: "We will talk about the future, we are not together yet."

It's just a bean curd heart with a knife mouth. In order to relieve Song Qiyou's psychological burden, he chose a not-so-expensive sushi restaurant on the roadside outside the scenic spot for dinner.

It's still early to get back to the hotel.Although there are two rooms, there is only one bathroom, and the clock tells Song Qiyou to wash first.The two of them were tired from walking outside all day, so Song Qiyou didn't have the nerve to push back.

The bathing process was unexpectedly smooth. Song Qiyou was still a little worried about the clock's whim, or, after deciding to love the clock, he still had a little expectation, but nothing happened.After getting out of the bathroom, he shouted "You can continue to wash", but no one answered. He went to the living room and saw that the clock was curled up on a small square sofa.

The sofa was too small, the clock was flexible enough to curl up into a small piece without falling off, but his skirt was not so lucky.The colors are layered, and the hem of the skirt is randomly scattered from the edge of the sofa to the floor. Song Qiyou looked at it again and felt that the clock is so fragile.

"Did you sleep? Are you too tired?"

The clock hummed like a kitten meowing. Song Qiyou stepped forward to protect the sofa, fearing that he would turn over and fall in a daze.But the clock didn't move, and he was still curled up, so Song Qiyou had no choice but to suggest softly: "Why don't you go to bed and sleep for a while? You can't stretch your body here."

The clock hummed again, and his posture changed from curled up to his back, and he stretched out a hand, motioning for Song Qiyou to pull him up.Song Qiyou didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting him; Zhong Zhong didn't want to lie on the sofa anymore, and got up with his small force, and softly fell into his arms.

Song Qiyou froze and didn't move. The clock turned around in his arms and said, "I'm going to take a shower. Please help me pull down the zipper, I can't reach it by myself."

Things were suddenly difficult, and Song Qiyou was at a loss for a moment.The clock turned away from him and urged him, so he had no choice but to pull the zipper to a height that the clock could reach with his backhand.

But the clock was dissatisfied, and urged him to pull it to the end. Song Qiyou said, "You can do the rest yourself" to no avail.Song Qiyou was too honest, so honest that he was bullied by the clock, he was bullied so much that he needed a heart attack to perform this action, the action was trembling, he pulled the zipper tremblingly, and the zipper opened the magic box.

The skirt lost its original shape as the zipper was pulled down, and the white back of the clock appeared brightly in front of Song Qiyou.The clock unabashedly picks out a change of clothes in this state, and then slowly walks into the bathroom, letting the spring rippling in the autumn night.

Song Qiyou felt guilty, and kept tilting his head since the first glance, and sat on the sofa after the bathroom door was closed.But it didn't take long to settle down, the clock shouted in the bathroom that he forgot to take the nightgown, and asked Song Qiyou to pass it to him.After picking out the clothes for so long, the clock still forgot to take the nightgown, Song Qiyou thought, he did it on purpose.

Song Qiyou picked up the nightdress that was hanging in a conspicuous place in the cloakroom, and was amazed by the small amount of fabric and the short length. He compared it to himself, and it was about to reach the crotch.He shivered, comforting himself that the clock was shorter, and walked to the door of the bathroom without confidence.

"I……"

Just as I was about to say, "Should I leave the door or you open the door and I'll pass it in", the door opened by itself, and it seemed that the clock was standing behind the door to listen to the footsteps.Song Qiyou was forcibly pulled into the bathroom and pressed against the wall, his whole body felt hot, it was the clock approaching.

"I thought you would let me go out and wear it by myself." The restraint of the day was swept away, and the clock hooked the nightgown off with the little finger, not wearing it, just hooked it, and the corner of the mouth was also hooked, like a goblin, "If you said , I really dare to go out naked."

Song Qiyou didn't dare to lower his head, afraid of seeing too many things he shouldn't have seen, so he could only turn his head away, and it was convenient for the clock to talk into his ear: "If you hide in the room, I won't wear it anymore, knock your clothes The door, I will only wear it if you are willing to open it."

The soft-spoken words set Song Qiyou on fire, and the clock continued to add fuel to the fire: "I taught you to kiss before, and now I have to apply what I have learned."

As he spoke, he straightened Song Qiyou's face and brought his lips together.

Song Qiyou wanted to respond, but he really couldn't.Do you stick out your tongue?Is it too erotic?bite him?Is it too rough?Suck his tongue?Is it too vicious?

The bathroom is hot and steamy, and the clock feels cold and cold.Stretching down his hand, he found that Song Qiyou's sex organ was half erect.

Clock chuckled: "Did I catch you just now?"

Song Qiyou was preoccupied with how to kiss, but didn't realize the meaning of this sentence. He didn't realize that his lower body had reacted until his penis was held through his underwear.

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The author has something to say: the ellipsis part at the end is the car, if you have a CP forum (not a new station!) account, you can go to the CP forum to see it, if you don’t have an account, you can wait until I finish driving the car tomorrow, go to Weibo to see the quqJJ I integrated I'm really sorry for driving, I hope you understand (heart)