Is Making Hickey So Interesting?
Translated by Springlila
Edited by Springlila
Piggy thought that his act was getting better and better. It was too real, and it was exactly like a guy who was madly in love. He couldn’t help but say: “It’s a shame you didn’t go to Nortel, Brother Cheng! Nortel needs talent like you!”
“Nortel? How many points does it cost to take the Nortel entrance exam?” Lou Cheng stumbled upon the answer and asked. “Is it far from the National People’s Congress University?”
“You can go and take the performance test. You don’t have to learn anything, you simply stand in front of the examiner. I heard that if you studied acting and passed the major, a score of two to three hundred would be enough.” Piggy persuades him to go. After all, it’s a pity that such a handsome man with a height of 1.8 meters didn’t have a good brain. “I’m not sure how close it is to the National People’s Congress. They are all in Beijing.”
“Why, do you still want to cling to top student Ding?” he joked as he sipped his lemon tea.
Lou Cheng noticed the red marks on his neck by chance. You can imagine how rough piggy is on weekdays. Lou Cheng thought to himself that he was unruly because he was so young. Ding Xuerun appeared before he could respond.
There are currently very few students at the school gate. He is holding materials in his hands and carrying a black school bag.
“You two live together as if you’re real lovers,” Piggy said to Lou Cheng.
Ding Xuerun remained silent, and Lou Cheng looked at him as if he were mentally retarded.
The two said goodbye to each other. After a while, Piggy realized something was wrong and turned around. Ding Xuerun and Lou Cheng walked together and swiped their cards into the community.
“It can’t be a fake show, right…”
Lou Cheng helped him carry his school bag: “Why is it so late today?”
“I informed Teacher Dou that I would not be going to self-study in the evening.”
Lou Cheng was excited: “What did he say? Did he agreed?”
“Well, let me write proof. In addition, I have to leave during the major examination.”
“What proof?”
“I told him I wanted to take the college entrance exam, the liberal arts courses, and go out to study.” He wanted to take the liberal arts exam, but Old Dou refused to let him switch classes or leave Class 4. Ding Xuerun recognized his way of thinking and spoke to him briefly. Teacher Dou loosened and stated that he wanted to seek advice from the principal. Allow him to attend cram school first.
“Take the liberal arts exam?” Lou Cheng was puzzled, “You are a science student, what are you doing in the liberal arts exam?”
“Playing.”
The evening make-up lesson is held in the study. Lou Cheng replaced the original chair in the study with a wider sofa in front of the desk, which was just wide enough for two people to sit.
Ding Xuerun turned on all of the lights in the study, making it as bright as daylight. Lou Cheng observed him installing a mobile phone bracket there, and he felt he had seen Ding Xuerun do his homework in this way before.
“Runrun, what are you doing?”
“Live broadcasting.” He makes a living by receiving advertisements, but he only receives them once a month at most. It is unusual for a blogger like him who is interested in learning and writing about various topics. He does an excellent job of promoting stationery. After his fame has grown, some people will pay him 10,000 yuan to advertise stationery.
Ding Xuerun stated that he would not promote blindly and that he would need to try it before making recommendations. He also doesn’t interact much with fans, except when answering questions during the live broadcast, he doesn’t speak at all.
Lou Cheng saw him put out a beautiful stationery box, pens, and notebooks… and was amazed. “What do you do with this? Can you make money?”
“Yes.”
Lou Cheng opened his mouth to say that he would give him money, but they had already discussed the issue of make-up lesson tuition fees, which Ding Xuerun did not want it.
He paused for a long time before saying, “How much money do I owe you for giving me extra lessons like this? You are unwilling to receive it. Do you want me to pay?” Speaking of which, Lou Meng couldn’t help licking his lower lip, thinking what piggy had asked him if he had slept with Ding Xuerun. He was about to move as he looked at the snow-white back of Ding Xuerun’s exposed neck.
Ding Xuerun glanced at him: “Stop talking, I will start the live broadcast right away, and I want to record it.”
“…” Lou Cheng immediately closed his mouth tightly.
Ding Xuerun explained: “You can’t call my name, and I won’t call yours. Keep in mind that this is a live broadcast, so don’t reveal any personal information.”
“Oh…” Lou Cheng nodded foolishly, “Then what do I call you? Teacher Ding?”
“Remove the last name.”
“Teacher.” Lou Cheng blushed.
Ding Xuerun turned on the live broadcast as the two sat down and said, “Today’s content is relatively simple. It’s a topic for junior high school.”
The barrage began to rush: “Is Teacher X now tutoring junior high school students?”
Ding Xuerun’s account on the live broadcast platform is an English word with a capital X as the first letter.
“Finally, something I can understand. The boss has been doing live broadcasts to answer competition questions that most people don’t understand.”
Even though Lou Cheng couldn’t see the barrage, he blushed when he saw the word junior high school. He was a little reserved and didn’t say anything.
But his hands, which entered the camera, were quickly maxed out the barrage.
“Is it normal for junior high students to have such large hands? Oh, this hand is just as attractive as the boss’s! One is wheat-colored and the other is white.”
While live broadcasting, Ding Xuerun will not look at the live screen on another mobile phone. When he studies, he becomes more serious and focused, and he is uninterested in fan comments, so he never reads them.
He pulled out his textbook to teach him about the ensemble of science. Most boys are naturally gifted when it comes to science. Lou Cheng was not one of them. Ding Xuerun really felt he was an idiot that would frequently ask some stupid questions if it weren’t for his liking for Lou Cheng and having a filter for him.
Ding Xuerun gave Lou Cheng a question, and Lou Cheng pondered it for a moment before saying, “I’m not sure, teacher, what does this mean?”
Unsurprisingly, Lou Cheng’s voice made the comment scream. Those who tuned in to Ding Xuerun’s live broadcast included both average and top students. They were mostly high school students. They thought it would be fun to watch Ding Xuerun answer the questions, listen to him, and read his handwriting.
“Why do high school students have such a captivating voice? My voice hasn’t changed since I was in my early teens. Why do I have a male duck voice while he has a male god voice?”
After an hour and a half, Ding Xuerun turned off the live broadcast. Lou Cheng stood up and went to the restroom. Ding Xuerun continued to teach him when he returned. Lou Cheng is still a little uneasy, constantly looking at the phone and not daring to call Ding Xuerun’s name. “The phone is off, you don’t need to be so nervous,” Ding Xuerun said thoughtfully.
The highly stressed state is more conducive to learning than the relaxed state, and problem-solving efficiency is higher. Today, Lou Cheng is learning new things more quickly than usual.
Hearing Ding Xuerun’s words, Lou Cheng let out a heavy sigh and leaned toward him, like a big dog: “It’s suffocating me. I didn’t dare to speak or touch you casually.”
Ding Xuerun let him hold himself, turned his head, and softly whispered: “Are you exhausted? Then take another ten minutes to rest.”
Of course, Lou Cheng could not admit that he was tired. He didn’t feel tired after playing for a long time, but learning can be exhausting for him. He feels like a pig all the time. He can’t understand anything. He is too tired.
He would have put down the book if the person giving him the lecture was not Ding Xuerun, but a teacher at the school.
Ding Xuerun turned on the music player and play a song to Lou Cheng to relax him. Even though his English isn’t very good, Lou Cheng enjoys listening to English songs. “I won’t give you a comprehensive review later, speak English,” Ding Xuerun said.
In fact, Lou Cheng didn’t want to learn anymore, but he still answered and took a vent-like bite on his neck, leaving a shallow tooth mark and a little sparkling saliva.
Lou Cheng wiped it out with his hands guilty.
He thought of the love bite on Piggy’s neck. Both the old and new ones were always visible. Once caught by their headteacher, Piggy said, “I’m allergic.”
Is it so interesting to give a love bite? Lou Cheng stared at his neck, opened his mouth slightly, and took a gentle sip.
Ding Xuerun was stimulated and even shook for a moment before a wave of numbness hit him in the heart and nervously pushed his head away: “Lou Cheng, don’t cause trouble.”
Teacher Ding resumed the lecture.
Lou Cheng was sluggish after the lesson, saying, “You can go to bed.”
He poured him water and hold his shoulder. He actually gave him the specially purchased throat moistening scallop candy: “I spent a long time looking for it in the pharmacy. This is the most delicious.”
He intends to take the candy to the Xilinmen factory for testing, with the goal of developing a better throat moisturizer.
Ding Xuerun removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He was so tired that he said goodnight to Lou Cheng and prepared to go downstairs to wash and sleep.
Lou Cheng grabbed his wrist: “Runrun, you can sleep in my room.”
Ding Xuerun shook his head.
Lou Cheng is young, energetic, and impulsive at this age. It’s fine to sleep together, but not necessarily right after we get together. When we wake up in the morning, there will always be a reaction, and sleeping together makes it easy to have an accident. He was afraid that once Lou Cheng would be addicted after tasting it.
Lou Cheng didn’t allow him to leave, saying, “I’ve brought all of the pillows for you. You’ll sleep with me.” Ding Xuerun said helplessly: “How old are you? Do you still want someone to sleep with you?”
“I’m just afraid of sleeping alone. What’s the problem?” He was righteous and looking down at Ding Xuerun and said, “Or I can go to your room to sleep.”
Ding Xuerun shook his head again: “I have to get up early tomorrow.” He can’t sleep easily when he lies in the same bed with Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng was angry: “We’re together, we’ve kissed, and we’ve slept together. What else have we not done? You never listen to me.”
“Be obedient,” Ding Xuerun said, raising his hand and touching his head. After that, he went downstairs.
He washed quickly and took a quick shower. He put on his pajamas and lay on the bed before midnight.
After ten minutes, the room’s closed door was gently pushed open without making a sound.
Lou Cheng tiptoed into the room and closed the door gently.
The room Ding Xuerun lived in was decorated by the original owner for their little daughter. The ceiling of the princess’s room was covered with childish night lights, the light was very faint and dreamy. The moon was hung with many stars, and a glimmer of light lit up the room with the curtains drawn.
Lou Cheng thought he was asleep. He kicked off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, turned on the air-conditioner, and lay down very gently.
But Ding Xuerun hadn’t fallen asleep yet, and turned over, with a tired voice: “Lou Cheng?”
Lou Cheng pretended he wasn’t there and froze unmovingly.
Ding Xuerun half-opened his eyes and saw him, with a helpless voice: “Why are you here?”
“…The room is dark, I’m afraid.” Lou Cheng assumed he was asleep and got into his warm quilt, opening his arms. He hugged him and slept happily next to Ding Xuerun’s head on his pillow.
Ding Xuerun knew he couldn’t drive him back, and if there was another argument, the night would be over.
It’s just that Lou Cheng’s hugs are too tight.
“Where’s your pillow?”
“I forgot. Is it okay if I sleep with you?”
Is Making Hickey So Interesting?
Translated by Springlila
Edited by Springlila
Piggy thought that his act was getting better and better. It was too real, and it was exactly like a guy who was madly in love. He couldn’t help but say: “It’s a shame you didn’t go to Nortel, Brother Cheng! Nortel needs talent like you!”
“Nortel? How many points does it cost to take the Nortel entrance exam?” Lou Cheng stumbled upon the answer and asked. “Is it far from the National People’s Congress University?”
“You can go and take the performance test. You don’t have to learn anything, you simply stand in front of the examiner. I heard that if you studied acting and passed the major, a score of two to three hundred would be enough.” Piggy persuades him to go. After all, it’s a pity that such a handsome man with a height of 1.8 meters didn’t have a good brain. “I’m not sure how close it is to the National People’s Congress. They are all in Beijing.”
“Why, do you still want to cling to top student Ding?” he joked as he sipped his lemon tea.
Lou Cheng noticed the red marks on his neck by chance. You can imagine how rough piggy is on weekdays. Lou Cheng thought to himself that he was unruly because he was so young. Ding Xuerun appeared before he could respond.
There are currently very few students at the school gate. He is holding materials in his hands and carrying a black school bag.
“You two live together as if you’re real lovers,” Piggy said to Lou Cheng.
Ding Xuerun remained silent, and Lou Cheng looked at him as if he were mentally retarded.
The two said goodbye to each other. After a while, Piggy realized something was wrong and turned around. Ding Xuerun and Lou Cheng walked together and swiped their cards into the community.
“It can’t be a fake show, right…”
Lou Cheng helped him carry his school bag: “Why is it so late today?”
“I informed Teacher Dou that I would not be going to self-study in the evening.”
Lou Cheng was excited: “What did he say? Did he agreed?”
“Well, let me write proof. In addition, I have to leave during the major examination.”
“What proof?”
“I told him I wanted to take the college entrance exam, the liberal arts courses, and go out to study.” He wanted to take the liberal arts exam, but Old Dou refused to let him switch classes or leave Class 4. Ding Xuerun recognized his way of thinking and spoke to him briefly. Teacher Dou loosened and stated that he wanted to seek advice from the principal. Allow him to attend cram school first.
“Take the liberal arts exam?” Lou Cheng was puzzled, “You are a science student, what are you doing in the liberal arts exam?”
“Playing.”
The evening make-up lesson is held in the study. Lou Cheng replaced the original chair in the study with a wider sofa in front of the desk, which was just wide enough for two people to sit.
Ding Xuerun turned on all of the lights in the study, making it as bright as daylight. Lou Cheng observed him installing a mobile phone bracket there, and he felt he had seen Ding Xuerun do his homework in this way before.
“Runrun, what are you doing?”
“Live broadcasting.” He makes a living by receiving advertisements, but he only receives them once a month at most. It is unusual for a blogger like him who is interested in learning and writing about various topics. He does an excellent job of promoting stationery. After his fame has grown, some people will pay him 10,000 yuan to advertise stationery.
Ding Xuerun stated that he would not promote blindly and that he would need to try it before making recommendations. He also doesn’t interact much with fans, except when answering questions during the live broadcast, he doesn’t speak at all.
Lou Cheng saw him put out a beautiful stationery box, pens, and notebooks… and was amazed. “What do you do with this? Can you make money?”
“Yes.”
Lou Cheng opened his mouth to say that he would give him money, but they had already discussed the issue of make-up lesson tuition fees, which Ding Xuerun did not want it.
He paused for a long time before saying, “How much money do I owe you for giving me extra lessons like this? You are unwilling to receive it. Do you want me to pay?” Speaking of which, Lou Meng couldn’t help licking his lower lip, thinking what piggy had asked him if he had slept with Ding Xuerun. He was about to move as he looked at the snow-white back of Ding Xuerun’s exposed neck.
Ding Xuerun glanced at him: “Stop talking, I will start the live broadcast right away, and I want to record it.”
“…” Lou Cheng immediately closed his mouth tightly.
Ding Xuerun explained: “You can’t call my name, and I won’t call yours. Keep in mind that this is a live broadcast, so don’t reveal any personal information.”
“Oh…” Lou Cheng nodded foolishly, “Then what do I call you? Teacher Ding?”
“Remove the last name.”
“Teacher.” Lou Cheng blushed.
Ding Xuerun turned on the live broadcast as the two sat down and said, “Today’s content is relatively simple. It’s a topic for junior high school.”
The barrage began to rush: “Is Teacher X now tutoring junior high school students?”
Ding Xuerun’s account on the live broadcast platform is an English word with a capital X as the first letter.
“Finally, something I can understand. The boss has been doing live broadcasts to answer competition questions that most people don’t understand.”
Even though Lou Cheng couldn’t see the barrage, he blushed when he saw the word junior high school. He was a little reserved and didn’t say anything.
But his hands, which entered the camera, were quickly maxed out the barrage.
“Is it normal for junior high students to have such large hands? Oh, this hand is just as attractive as the boss’s! One is wheat-colored and the other is white.”
While live broadcasting, Ding Xuerun will not look at the live screen on another mobile phone. When he studies, he becomes more serious and focused, and he is uninterested in fan comments, so he never reads them.
He pulled out his textbook to teach him about the ensemble of science. Most boys are naturally gifted when it comes to science. Lou Cheng was not one of them. Ding Xuerun really felt he was an idiot that would frequently ask some stupid questions if it weren’t for his liking for Lou Cheng and having a filter for him.
Ding Xuerun gave Lou Cheng a question, and Lou Cheng pondered it for a moment before saying, “I’m not sure, teacher, what does this mean?”
Unsurprisingly, Lou Cheng’s voice made the comment scream. Those who tuned in to Ding Xuerun’s live broadcast included both average and top students. They were mostly high school students. They thought it would be fun to watch Ding Xuerun answer the questions, listen to him, and read his handwriting.
“Why do high school students have such a captivating voice? My voice hasn’t changed since I was in my early teens. Why do I have a male duck voice while he has a male god voice?”
After an hour and a half, Ding Xuerun turned off the live broadcast. Lou Cheng stood up and went to the restroom. Ding Xuerun continued to teach him when he returned. Lou Cheng is still a little uneasy, constantly looking at the phone and not daring to call Ding Xuerun’s name. “The phone is off, you don’t need to be so nervous,” Ding Xuerun said thoughtfully.
The highly stressed state is more conducive to learning than the relaxed state, and problem-solving efficiency is higher. Today, Lou Cheng is learning new things more quickly than usual.
Hearing Ding Xuerun’s words, Lou Cheng let out a heavy sigh and leaned toward him, like a big dog: “It’s suffocating me. I didn’t dare to speak or touch you casually.”
Ding Xuerun let him hold himself, turned his head, and softly whispered: “Are you exhausted? Then take another ten minutes to rest.”
Of course, Lou Cheng could not admit that he was tired. He didn’t feel tired after playing for a long time, but learning can be exhausting for him. He feels like a pig all the time. He can’t understand anything. He is too tired.
He would have put down the book if the person giving him the lecture was not Ding Xuerun, but a teacher at the school.
Ding Xuerun turned on the music player and play a song to Lou Cheng to relax him. Even though his English isn’t very good, Lou Cheng enjoys listening to English songs. “I won’t give you a comprehensive review later, speak English,” Ding Xuerun said.
In fact, Lou Cheng didn’t want to learn anymore, but he still answered and took a vent-like bite on his neck, leaving a shallow tooth mark and a little sparkling saliva.
Lou Cheng wiped it out with his hands guilty.
He thought of the love bite on Piggy’s neck. Both the old and new ones were always visible. Once caught by their headteacher, Piggy said, “I’m allergic.”
Is it so interesting to give a love bite? Lou Cheng stared at his neck, opened his mouth slightly, and took a gentle sip.
Ding Xuerun was stimulated and even shook for a moment before a wave of numbness hit him in the heart and nervously pushed his head away: “Lou Cheng, don’t cause trouble.”
Teacher Ding resumed the lecture.
Lou Cheng was sluggish after the lesson, saying, “You can go to bed.”
He poured him water and hold his shoulder. He actually gave him the specially purchased throat moistening scallop candy: “I spent a long time looking for it in the pharmacy. This is the most delicious.”
He intends to take the candy to the Xilinmen factory for testing, with the goal of developing a better throat moisturizer.
Ding Xuerun removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He was so tired that he said goodnight to Lou Cheng and prepared to go downstairs to wash and sleep.
Lou Cheng grabbed his wrist: “Runrun, you can sleep in my room.”
Ding Xuerun shook his head.
Lou Cheng is young, energetic, and impulsive at this age. It’s fine to sleep together, but not necessarily right after we get together. When we wake up in the morning, there will always be a reaction, and sleeping together makes it easy to have an accident. He was afraid that once Lou Cheng would be addicted after tasting it.
Lou Cheng didn’t allow him to leave, saying, “I’ve brought all of the pillows for you. You’ll sleep with me.” Ding Xuerun said helplessly: “How old are you? Do you still want someone to sleep with you?”
“I’m just afraid of sleeping alone. What’s the problem?” He was righteous and looking down at Ding Xuerun and said, “Or I can go to your room to sleep.”
Ding Xuerun shook his head again: “I have to get up early tomorrow.” He can’t sleep easily when he lies in the same bed with Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng was angry: “We’re together, we’ve kissed, and we’ve slept together. What else have we not done? You never listen to me.”
“Be obedient,” Ding Xuerun said, raising his hand and touching his head. After that, he went downstairs.
He washed quickly and took a quick shower. He put on his pajamas and lay on the bed before midnight.
After ten minutes, the room’s closed door was gently pushed open without making a sound.
Lou Cheng tiptoed into the room and closed the door gently.
The room Ding Xuerun lived in was decorated by the original owner for their little daughter. The ceiling of the princess’s room was covered with childish night lights, the light was very faint and dreamy. The moon was hung with many stars, and a glimmer of light lit up the room with the curtains drawn.
Lou Cheng thought he was asleep. He kicked off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, turned on the air-conditioner, and lay down very gently.
But Ding Xuerun hadn’t fallen asleep yet, and turned over, with a tired voice: “Lou Cheng?”
Lou Cheng pretended he wasn’t there and froze unmovingly.
Ding Xuerun half-opened his eyes and saw him, with a helpless voice: “Why are you here?”
“…The room is dark, I’m afraid.” Lou Cheng assumed he was asleep and got into his warm quilt, opening his arms. He hugged him and slept happily next to Ding Xuerun’s head on his pillow.
Ding Xuerun knew he couldn’t drive him back, and if there was another argument, the night would be over.
It’s just that Lou Cheng’s hugs are too tight.
“Where’s your pillow?”
“I forgot. Is it okay if I sleep with you?”
