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The bell signaling the end of the monthly exam sounded like a clarion call for liberation. Song Li tossed his pen aside and slumped onto his desk with a long sigh of relief, his cheek pressing against his workbook until the paper creased. The sky outside had cleared up for once, and the warm sunlight sliced through the glass at an angle, casting bright spots of light on the corner of the desk. Even the chalk dust floating in the air was clearly visible. Li-zi, I bet you five bucks you’re going to fail…-
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waiting for you The alarm clock rang twice on Monday morning, and Song Licai curled up into Ling Qingye's arms, buried his face in his neck and nuzzled him, and vaguely patted the phone on the bedside.Ling Qingye held down his troubled hand and rubbed the soft flesh on the back of his neck with his fingertips: "Get up, I'll take you to the training room." Song Li grunted and refused to move, until Ling Qingye pinched his waist and shook him gently, then slowly sat up, his hair blowing up like a little…
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suburbs On weekends, Ling Qingye got up later than usual and went to the kitchen to cook porridge as soon as it was dawn. Song Li held the door frame to watch him busy, with a bunch of hair sticking up and his eyes groggy.When serving porridge, Ling Qingye put a soft-boiled egg into his bowl and tapped the rim of the bowl with his fingertips: "Eat quickly, pack up and set off, there will be a traffic jam on the road if you are late." The mountains in the suburbs are not too high, and the winding mountain…
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The boss will also cook it himself Song Li was awakened by the sunshine. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Qingye leaning on the bedside and reading a tablet, his fingertips lightly swiping the screen to process messages. The morning light fell on the side of his face, and his eyelashes cast a shallow shadow.He turned over and crawled into someone's arms, rubbing his head against Ling Qingye's chest, and said in a sticky voice: "What time is it, can you still afford it?" "It's almost eight o'clock."…
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I wash dishes Song Li was sitting on the sofa playing games, his legs resting on Ling Qingye's knees, his fingertips tapping on the screen, and muttering something about his teammates from time to time.Ling Qingye leaned aside to read the documents, and gently rubbed his calf with his other hand. The force was not heavy, but it made Song Li feel lazy. Even the operation was slowed down by half a beat, and the crystal was stolen by the opposite party. "Damn!" Song Li threw his phone on the sofa and sat up…
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How about crossing the gods and reporting peace to your family? The air-conditioning in the stadium was fully turned on. Song Li's fingertips fell on the keyboard, but there was no chill at all. The rhythm of pressing the keys was very steady. The call of his teammates in the earphones was clear. He pursed his lips and picked up two heads in a row with his fingertips. The cheers from the audience floated in through the soundproof glass, as light as a gust of wind. During the halftime break, he took off…
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Remember to add clothes It was early morning when the plane landed. The cold wind made Song Li shrink his neck. He took out Ling Qingye's thick coat and put it on. The fabric was soft and had a faint smell of cedar.He took out his mobile phone and turned it on. The screen was filled with messages, most of which were from Ling Qingye. From the instructions before departure to the landing reminder, the last one was sent ten minutes ago: [Report safe on landing, remember to put on some clothes.】 Song Li…
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waiting for you When he entered the house to change his shoes, Song Li's phone buzzed. It was an overseas competition itinerary sent by the team's assistant. The departure date was set for three days later, and a long luggage list was attached.He glanced at it and threw the phone on the entrance cabinet. When he bent down to tie his shoelaces, Ling Qingye had already clicked through the list. "The temperature difference is big over there, so you need to bring two thick coats." Ling Qingye traced the…
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Qin Jiangwen When Song Li woke up, his side was already empty. The pillow still retained Ling Qingye's warmth, and there was a slight movement in the living room.He grabbed his coat and put it on, put on his slippers and walked out. He saw Ling Qingye standing on the balcony making a phone call, his face turned to him, his tone was calm, as if he was talking about work. "I know, please send the revised plan to my email." Ling Qingye hung up the phone, turned around and saw him, and the corners of his…
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my bad Ling Qingye's kiss was not too hasty, but it was with a force that could not be broken away. Song Li was pressed on the sofa, and after struggling twice, he simply gave up resistance. However, when the tip of the other person's tongue penetrated, he couldn't help but hum, and raised his hand to hold the collar of his shirt. He frowned as if in protest, but his fingertips quietly relaxed a little. After kissing until both of them were breathless, Ling Qingye pulled away, pressing her forehead…
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