Break that sportsman

"This is..." Chu Ziyang forgot what he was going to say, and only stared blankly at the back of the young man carrying him. The beautiful shoulder blades opened and closed, and the protruding ribs carefully outlined the unique The young man's thinness and the just-right muscles attached to his body made him look full of strength and temptation.

"Huh?" Wei Ninghe, who was changing clothes, heard Chu Ziyang say only two words and then fell silent. He took out a half sleeve from the closet, turned around and put on his clothes and asked doubtfully: "What? ?What's wrong?"

After he turned around, two red spots suddenly appeared where his shoulder blades had been. Below that were his strong abdominal muscles and thin waist. Chu Ziyang didn't dare to take another look and quickly turned his head. aside, but he found that it seemed to be in vain, because the scene just now had been deeply rooted in his mind. He wanted to escape but couldn't control the aftertaste over and over again. He still remembered touching that person before. The feeling, smooth and crispy, can easily arouse the desire in people's hearts. Chu Ziyang rubbed his thumb and index finger and said directly without looking at Wei Ninghe: "Nothing, please put on your clothes quickly."

"Hey!" Wei Ninghe looked at his red ears and tilted his head away from himself. He felt that this person's skin was not thin when he should be thin, and extremely thick when he shouldn't be. In this rare situation, Wei Ninghe He would not let things pass calmly. He took off the half-sleeves he had just put on, walked up to Chu Ziyang carelessly, stretched the muscles of his upper body with all his strength, and said proudly: "Come and see the tendon meat of brother, most people are like this." No, feel this feeling." As he said this, he grabbed Chu Ziyang's hand and put it on his stomach.

Chu Ziyang was afraid that his original embarrassment would reappear. He raised his arm to avoid Wei Ninghe's grasping hand. Still not looking at Wei Ninghe, he tilted his head and said, "I've touched it and it's just normal. Okay, hurry up. Put on some clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

Wei Ninghe would not let him go as he wanted. This kind of behavior from Chu Ziyang aroused his desire to bully others. He put Chu Ziyang on his waist and packed him tightly in front of the cabinet and said provocatively: "The room How warm is it in there? You haven't felt it after being here for so long. You won't catch a cold even if you're shirtless, so I won't wear it, and you actually say I'm average? Okay, then I'll see if your belly is better than mine. Where to go!" He said, and his hand quickly touched Chu Ziyang's belly.

He was fast, and Chu Ziyang, who was provoked by him, was even faster. Chu Ziyang once again used the same move that the two of them had fought in the alley to restrain the person behind his back, but this time he did not pin him down. On the wall or somewhere, he half hugged and half hugged the person and threw him on the bed. "You want me to touch you, huh? OK, then I will touch you as well as you want this time." After he said, He touched the lying Wei Ninghe from his neck to his waist. This kind of touch was not the gentle feeling that the two of them had in the equipment room before, but the kind of uncomfortable touch that made Wei Ninghe scratch his heart and liver.

"Ah hahahahaha let me go, don't scratch me!"

"Didn't you let me feel it well? If I ended it casually, would I be worthy of your feelings?" After Chu Ziyang finished speaking, he turned Wei Ninghe over again so that he was facing up. This time, Chu Ziyang directly attacked his fragile waist.

Wei Ninghe was scratched by him until he was reduced to a struggling pimp shrimp, and he managed to figure out a martial arts secret book by himself, "Ah, I was wrong, hahahaha, I was wrong, let me go, brother!"

After hearing him call him brother, Chu Ziyang stopped, but still sat on Wei Ninghe's lap, pressed his upper body, looked down at him and asked, "Are you being dishonest?"

"Well, be honest."

"Are you still too embarrassed?"

"You just envy me for having something you don't have, huh!"

"Yes, I'm just jealous, so why don't you try being tickled again?"

"Don't, don't, I was wrong."

"Call me brother."

"Brother, brother, brother, brother." Wei Ninghe called out "brother" several times without any hindrance, leaving Chu Ziyang speechless. He didn't know what kind of advantage he could take. Wei Ninghe saw that he didn't make any more moves. He kept up his efforts, "Then you go down, it's too heavy and I feel uncomfortable." Acting like a baby is a common occurrence for Wei Ninghe. He has acted like a baby to every good friend around him, big or small. Maybe it's because of that face. It turned out that everyone liked him.

He looked at Chu Ziyang with a smile. After he relaxed and stood up, he suddenly pushed Chu Ziyang down. He lifted up Chu Ziyang's clothes, and the corners of his mouth that were originally raised to laugh suddenly fell flat. After going down, he slapped Chu Ziyang on the belly and asked dissatisfiedly: "How can you have this thing?"

Chu Ziyang lay there relaxedly, his expression could not be said to be enjoyment or anything else. He just smiled and looked at Wei Ninghe and replied: "Why can't I have it? Do you want to touch my belly?"

Wei Ninghe looked at Chu Ziyang's well-shaped abdominal muscles, and touched them angrily. After touching them, he felt that they felt strangely good, so he touched them again. After touching them, he felt even more... Unable to get angry, he rolled his eyes and started scratching Chu Ziyang's waist with two hands. An even more frustrating thing happened, Chu Ziyang didn't! have! itch! itch! Meat!

"Hahahahaha." Chu Ziyang, who was not tickled by him, burst out laughing after seeing his aggrieved look. Wei Ninghe, who was sitting on top of him, could feel the vibration. Wei Ninghe couldn't help but feel angry. Lying on top of him, he pulled Chu Ziyang's face with his hands, and threatened him fiercely: "Will you try to smile again?"

"Pfft, I'm not laughing, I'm really not laughing."

"Hmph." Wei Ninghe slapped Chu Ziyang again before he got up on him. He turned around to find his half sleeve. Just as he put his head over it, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did you just want to follow me?" What are you talking about?"

Chu Ziyang, who was looking at him, was still immersed in the feeling when he tickled this person before. Although his actions were rude, he actually had good feelings and understanding, and he also took advantage of him seriously. Such a good opportunity to take advantage of him. , only a fool would let it go. So when Wei Ninghe asked him, he was stunned for a moment. It took him a long time to react before he remembered what he was asking him, "Oh, who is that model over there?"

After the quarrel with Chu Ziyang, Wei Ninghe still did not avoid suspicion when he changed his pants. With his back to Chu Ziyang, he bent down to take off his pants and glanced at the place where Chu Ziyang was just now, but that There were so many figures around, and he didn't know which one Chu Ziyang took just now, "Which one?"

"The gray one with a few long strips on the back." After Chu Ziyang finished speaking, looking at Wei Ninghe still changing clothes in front of him, he said helplessly: "You."

Wei Ninghe quickly finished putting on his pants and knew which figure he was talking about without looking over there. While folding up the clothes he took off and putting them away, he said: "That's the version of Vertigo from the Transformers movie, isn't it cool?" ." After saying that, he looked up at Chu Ziyang and sneered, "What's wrong with me? Everyone is male. What do you have that I don't have? As for being so thin-skinned, where has the usual thick-skin gone? "

"Let you eat it."

"Pooh."

The two of them were arguing when Shen Yu's voice calling them to eat came over. Just when Chu Ziyang was about to go out, Wei Ninghe grabbed him, glanced at him and said disgustedly: "It's so hot in our house, why are you covering up?" Why are you wearing your shabby down jacket? Why don't you take it off now and wait for a while to splash vegetable soup." After saying that, he started to take off his clothes. After what he said, Chu Ziyang realized that there was a rash on his body. He was sweating, but seeing that Wei Ninghe had already unzipped his zipper, he didn't care anymore and simply left it to him.

"Let's go, uncle."

While Shen Yu was picking up food for Chu Ziyang, she said enthusiastically, "Zi Yang, eat more and come to Auntie's house to play more in the future, okay?"

Chu Ziyang looked at Shen Yu with a smile, nodded and said, "I understand, auntie, thank you, auntie."

"This child is being polite to auntie. It's too late for auntie to thank you." Shen Yu laughed out loud when she saw Chu Ziyang's somewhat confused look. She glanced at Wei Ninghe next to her, and then said to Chu Ziyang: "Our Ning He's little improvement in academic performance is definitely inseparable from your guidance. Who else can we thank if Auntie doesn't thank you?"

For the first time, Chu Ziyang felt embarrassed and flattered. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Shen Yu and explained with a serious face: "Ning He's improvement in grades is really the result of his own efforts. Follow me. It doesn’t matter.”

"Oh, I said it has something to do with you, so it does. Okay, try this, my mother's specialty." Wei Ninghe interrupted the tug-of-war between Chu Ziyang and Shen Yu, and he took a chopstick of water Put the boiled fish into Chu Ziyang's bowl. When Chu Ziyang was about to say something else, he quietly kicked him under the table, but said with a smile on his face: "Eat quickly. It won’t taste good as soon as it cools down.”

Chu Ziyang glanced at him, swallowed the tender and smooth fish fillet together with the explanation he interrupted, and started eating quietly.

After eating, Wei Ninghe took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Chu Ziyang followed him to clean up. Shen Yu saw how skillful he was and stopped him from moving while saying in surprise: "It turns out that Ziyang can also do housework. ah."

"I only know a little bit." It won't work. Every time Wei Ninghe finished cooking for him, he would force him to clean up the dishes, and would tease him when he saw how clumsy he was. After a few months of practicing like this, anyone would be able to do it. It's impossible not to be skillful. He dodged Shen Yu's hand, pushed her to the sofa, and said very obediently: "You didn't treat me like an outsider when you were eating. Why do you treat me like an outsider when you are working now? You have been tired for a long time. Let us do this little job." After saying that, he walked into the kitchen carrying the dishes and chopsticks.