Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Chapter 22: gag

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Lin Ye caught up with Wen Mian and Yan Changfei in the corridor of the dormitory, but the keys were not in their pockets.

Wen Fang asked him: "Do you want to wait for Cheng Chi and Qi Huan to come back first?"

Before Lin Ye could answer, Yan Changfei said again: "When we went to get clothes by the windowsill, I seemed to hear something falling out of the clothes pocket. Did you hear that?"

After recalling it carefully for a moment, he raised his eyes and said, "I seem to have heard it too."

With a little confidence in his heart, after saying goodbye to the two of them, Lin Ye turned to look for Jiang Lian beside him. But he saw that the other party had already walked to the door of the dormitory, reaching out for the key to open the door.

The dormitory is well-heated, while the power-cut training building is freezing to the bone. Lin Ye didn't expect the other party to accompany him back to find the key, so he just asked, "Do you have a flashlight? Lend me to use it, and I'll return it to you when I come back."

Putting the key into the keyhole, Jiang Lian took the time to glance back at him, "Wait."

Lin Ye waited in the corridor for two minutes.

Two minutes later, Jiang Lian closed the door and came out. He changed into a white down jacket, and without a flashlight, he just took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into Lin Ye's hand.

Lin Ye glanced down and found that the thing Jiang Lian gave him was the other party's mobile phone.

He was extremely surprised, "You want to lend me your phone for lighting?"

Jiang Lian nodded perfunctorily.

Lin Ye said: "But I don't know the password."

Jiang Lian opened his lips and announced the four-digit number, "My birthday."

Lin Ye remained silent, and for a moment she couldn't understand how Jiang Lian could lend her personal mobile phone to others with confidence. He nodded in a daze, put away his mobile phone and signaled to the other party with his head up: "Then I'll go first."

Jiang Lian raised his eyebrows with a displeased look on his face, "What? You got the lock screen password and you want to steal my phone and run away?"

Lin Ye glanced at him inexplicably.

Jiang Lian stepped forward, put his hand on his shoulder, and turned him around. The right hand on his shoulder slid out along the line of his shoulder, grabbed his shoulder and pushed him forward. He said without looking sideways: "Let's go, didn't you let me accompany you to look for it?"

Lin Ye's face was even more weird, and he remembered the misdeeds of the other party's inversion of black and white. When did he take the initiative to ask Jiang Lian to accompany him back to find the key

The two walked back under the moonlight and the cold wind blowing, and occasionally met trainees returning to the dormitory in twos and threes, but they never saw Cheng Chi and Qi Xu.

He felt strange in his heart, and deliberately asked: "What daily necessities did they go to buy, why haven't they come back yet?"

"I don't know." Jiang Lian walked ahead without looking back, with a bit of indifference in his tone, "What does it matter to you whether others return or not? Just mind your own business."

Lin Ye didn't say any more.

The two climbed up to the floor where the practice room was located in the dark. The whole building was empty, only the endless darkness stared at them.

Jiang Lian stopped and reminded him: "Take a photo of the classroom number on the wall with your mobile phone."

Lin Ye turned on the flashlight that came with the phone, pointed the light-emitting hole at the door plate of the classroom next to him, and took photos one by one. Finally, he found the classroom of Class A accurately, and the two pushed the door and entered.

Lin Ye walked in front, and went straight to the window sill with half-open curtains after entering the classroom. Jiang Lian fell behind him and followed casually.

The orange light beam swept across, and there was nothing on the window sill. Unexpectedly, Lin Ye turned her head and whispered to Jiang Lian, "No."

Jiang Lian walked around him, walked into the curtain and glanced down, without saying a word.

Lin Ye was disappointed, "Could it be that the key is really in the pocket of one of Cheng Chi and Qi Huan?"

Jiang Lian took another step in, and there was the sound of metal scraping against the ground. He lowered his head under the light and said lightly, "Here."

Lin Ye stood on the side of the window sill where the curtains were not drawn. The hand holding the mobile phone rested on the edge of the window sill, bent down and stretched out the other hand to pick it up.

Starting with the cold metal, Lin Ye clenched his right hand and straightened up.

Suddenly there were footsteps in the corridor.

It seemed that the master did it on purpose, the footsteps were light and thin, but they were very clear in the dark and silent building.

Step by step, as if stepping on Lin Ye's chest. Lin Ye's body was light and stagnant, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Jiang Lian.

Facing his gaze floating in the light, Jiang Lian's expression remained unchanged, and he whispered, "Someone is here."

Lin Ye's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly turned off the light on the phone and turned on the airplane mode.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if from the very beginning, the other party had come straight to the classroom where they were with a clear purpose.

He suddenly realized that most of his body was still exposed outside the curtain, but it was too late to draw the curtain at this time, and Jiang Lian could only hide in the remaining half of the curtain.

Lin Ye had nowhere to hide, but quickly calmed down, guessing that the other party was probably the same as him, a trainee who returned to the classroom to find things. He didn't need to react so much, he just walked out frankly.

He takes a step out.

Jiang Lian remained silent the whole time, but now he raised his hand to grab his wrist and dragged him into the curtain.

The expected body clinging did not come, Lin Ye stood in the thick curtains, and even turned his body in a small range.

Jiang Lian clasped his right hand in his palm, and the temperature on his wrist spread round and round. He couldn't help but look back, his vision was dark, and he could only feel it with his elbow that bumped into the opponent's leg. The opponent's two long legs were separated and he was sitting on the window sill. And he happened to be standing between Jiang Lian's legs.

At the same moment, two footsteps from the corridor entered the classroom. Lin Ye was stunned, and before he had time to think about the reason, there was a clear sound of doors and windows being locked in the classroom.

The indoor temperature was obviously as low as ice and snow, but Lin Ye was so hot that his forehead was sweating. He was standing inside the curtains, which were long and thick, but not big enough to cover his feet.

Lin Ye raised his left hand to press Jiang Lian's leg, and quickly drew a few words with his index finger. Jiang Lian raised his eyebrows in the dark, like an elder at home treating a naughty child, and pushed away Lin Ye's hand that was pressing on his leg.

Lin Ye frowned, and wanted to touch the opponent's thigh again.

At the same time, Jiang Lian thrust his palms horizontally under his armpits, and suddenly hugged him onto the window sill with both arms.

Lin Ye was already tall, so it was not difficult to sit on the windowsill.

He sat up following the opponent's strength, but when his legs were bent, his knees pressed against the curtain in front of him.

He breathed lightly, judging by his feeling, the curtain swayed slightly under the impact of external force, and then returned to a stillness silently.

In the darkness, no one noticed the slight change in the curtains.

Lin Ye let out a silent breath, and then realized that she was sitting between Jiang Lian's legs, and her back was pressed against Jiang Lian's lower abdomen through the clothes. Jiang Lian's arms that hugged him passed through his armpit and encircled him, encircling him in front of his chest.

Lin Ye was getting hotter and hotter, so he raised his index finger and gently licked Jiang Lian's fingertips, signaling the other party not to strangle him too tightly.

Jiang Lian took a deep breath.

Lin Ye was stunned, and soon realized that the panting sound came from outside the curtains and into her ears. He stopped his movements and waited with bated breath.

After a few seconds, the panting sound did not decrease, but intensified instead. After a while, it even turned from one person panting to a duet, which was also mixed with the rustling of clothing materials, and the sound of two slightly staggering and unsteady footsteps.

It's not hard to hear how intense the two were.

Lin Ye sat in Jiang Lian's arms with mixed feelings in her heart. Under the catalysis of the voice in the ear, the whole person became even hotter and hotter. The back covered under the clothes has been sweating, and the heartbeat in the chest has become more rapid and powerful.

The two arms wrapped around his chest remained motionless, and Jiang Lian's breathing was smooth and steady. As if he was the only one affected.

Lin Ye couldn't help feeling annoyed, and unbelievingly drew out a hand and pressed it against Jiang Lian's neck. The latter didn't dodge, just let him reach out and touch.

Start with a piece of boiling hot temperature. Lin Ye gradually felt relieved, and when he was about to retract his hand, his fingertips pressed against the other's protruding Adam's apple.

In the next second, the Adam's apple under the fingertips rolled slightly.

Lin Ye stopped suddenly, and couldn't help but clenched her lips tightly, her Adam's apple rolling up and down. Then he noticed that Jiang Lian slowly lowered his head and buried his face in his neck.

The neck was hot and sticky, and Lin Ye tilted her head in discomfort, and raised her hand to push Jiang Lian's face, her palm unsuspectingly pressed her lips into a straight line.

The fingertips also touched the other party's furrowed brow.

Lin Ye didn't move any more, subconsciously thinking about whether the other party was feeling unwell. It's just that the speculation in his mind has not yet formed, and the strange feeling from his lower back has taken away his thoughts.

Something pressed against his waist through the clothes.

Jiang Lian reacted.

It was the time of the fierce battle outside the curtain, and the people behind him reacted again. It was as if a fire was hidden in Lin Ye's heart, which made his mouth dry and sweat profusely. In the end, he gave up his strong support and surrendered before the physiological reaction.

Lin Ye's chest rose and fell unconsciously.

As if aware of it, Jiang Lian let go of his arm across his chest, and slowly tore off the elastic band of his sweater with one hand down his sweater, squeezed five fingers into his pants, and held him.

Lin Ye's back trembled slightly, and the hands on Jiang Lian's legs involuntarily increased their strength.

Jiang Lian let go of his hand.

Lin Ye arched her back impatiently.

Jiang Lian squeezed his hand, and silently dropped the word "exchange" in his palm.

Lin Ye's mind cleared up a bit. After squinting and thinking, he grabbed the palm of the other party and wrote the five words Girl's Troupe Dance to offset.

Jiang Lian raised his eyebrows lightly, and answered him: You two and me alone, it won't work out.

Lin Ye frowned, and decided to take a step back: You add another condition.

Jiang Lian pondered, and wrote slowly: I will go first.

Lin Ye closed her eyes, put her legs together uncomfortably, and instead of writing in the opponent's hand, she stretched out her hand to reach behind her waist.

The hand trembled slightly all the time, and still couldn't touch the right place. Jiang Lian held his hand and untied his belt. Then he opened his trousers and put his hand inside.

Lin Ye tried her best to move her fingers, but Jiang Lian didn't stop until her fingers became limp and weak.

He ran out of patience and wrote on Jiang Lian's leg: You have been too long.

Jiang Lian didn't answer, but finally reached out and held him back.

Lin Ye raised her face and unconsciously relaxed and narrowed her eyes. Jiang Lian grabbed his waist and slightly increased the strength of his hands.

As if trying to suppress something, Lin Ye frowned, pursed her lips, and raised her neck in a tight arc.

But there was still an inaudible low moan overflowing from his throat.

Both of them had a meal.

The panting sound in the classroom continued, and the two protagonists had no time to distract themselves from listening to their surroundings.

Lin Ye relaxed, holding Jiang Lian with one hand, kneading her knuckles regularly. He raised his other hand and tightly covered his mouth.

Jiang Lian's slender fingers moved unhurriedly.

Lin Ye's eyelids were half-drooped, and his eyes seemed to be open. His two legs hanging in the sky were bent, and the soles of his shoes were hard on the wall.

Jiang Lian exerted a sudden force in his hand, as if he was stepping on a rhythmic node with three shorts and one long, his fingertips relaxed to a certain degree.

Lin Ye lowered her head and bent over, trying to curl herself up, but her body was imprisoned by Jiang Lian so that she couldn't move. His feet on the wall slipped limply from the wall, and he clenched his teeth unconsciously.

The soft and long pant leaked from between the jaws and the fingers again, one after another, dull but alluring, it was clearly audible in the ears of the two of them.

Jiang Lian frowned, pushed away Lin Ye's hand covering his mouth, pinched his chin, turned his face away, and silenced his voice with his lips.