Break that sportsman

Chu Ziyang, who was wrapped in a warm quilt, had no dreams all night. He was immersed in the cold air outside and the comfort that made him want to sigh. Just when he was about to turn over and continue to squint for a while, he felt that the quilt was The left side is heavy.

He turned his head and looked over there in confusion. His eyes, which had not yet been fully opened, immediately caught sight of the man who had wrapped himself up so that only his nose was exposed. He smiled vaguely, and then turned sideways. He went and rubbed his eyes to wake himself up, then stared at the silkworm baby for a while, and then reached out to pinch the person's nose.

As soon as his fingers came out of the quilt, they changed directions. Chu Ziyang looked at the blood on his hands and sat up suddenly. He ignored the heat in the quilt and ran away. He covered his nose that was still bleeding and looked around. Looking for toilet paper, he finally found it on Wei Ninghe's pillow when he was almost unable to hold it.

Chu Ziyang leaned over to get it, and just when he lay down, Wei Ninghe woke up. He said "huh?" first, then emerged from the quilt with his messy hair, and asked in a daze: " What's wrong?"

Chu Ziyang had no time to pay attention to him. He quickly tore off a few sections of toilet paper and blocked his nose before replying dully: "My nose is bleeding."

"Ah?" Wei Ninghe, who was caught off guard and frightened, hurriedly came to his side, struggling to open his eyes that couldn't be fully opened because of the dirt in his eyes. "Wipe it quickly." He took the toilet paper on the side and tore off a few more sections. Pass it to Chu Ziyang to wipe his hands.

Chu Ziyang wiped hard, but the blood had long dried up and was reflected in wrinkles on his hands. He sighed helplessly, put on two pieces of clothes and got off the kang to wash up outside.

Wei Ninghe, who was still a little stiff-minded, sat there wrapped in quilt, listening to the conversation between Chu Ziyang and his grandfather outside. After a while, Chu Ziyang came into the house with a cold air and the cat got into bed.

"Why did you suddenly get a nosebleed?" Wei Ninghe asked, looking at the shivering person.

"Grandpa said it was the first time he slept on a hot kang and he got angry." Chu Ziyang, who was clenching his upper teeth and lower teeth, tried his best to curl himself into a ball, hoping to quickly get some warmth from the already cold bed. While he was huffing and puffing, looking at Wei Ninghe's confused look, he had bad thoughts again, and secretly stuffed his cold feet into someone else's bed when no one was paying attention.

Wei Ninghe, who was only paying attention to what Chu Ziyang said, didn't notice at all that there was something in his quilt that didn't belong to him. He tightened the quilt and was about to lie down to sleep for a while, when his feet felt cold. Something very cold and boney froze.

Wei Ninghe hissed and quickly retracted his feet. After lifting up the quilt, he saw Chu Ziyang's white and clean feet. He frowned and said to Chu Ziyang in disgust: " Whoever you want to freeze to death, take it away quickly, it stinks!"

Chu Ziyang, who was so excited by what he said, didn't care about the cold, moved her butt next to him, squeezed too much, and stuffed her cold feet into the other person's quilt. After feeling the warm temperature inside, , sighing comfortably, and said: "I'm freezing to death, don't be so stingy, I promised to put a knife in my brother's side, I'm not going too far by inserting a quilt."

Wei Ninghe stared at him with his eyes wide open. He rubbed his eyes after being hindered by eye drops, then pointed the thing on his finger at Chu Ziyang and threatened: "Uncle, if you don't reach out, I will wipe it off." On to you." He said and passed his finger forward again.

Not only was Chu Ziyang not threatened by him, but he followed his movements and directly knocked the man down on the kang who had just woken up and had not yet regained his strength. He was lying on Wei Ninghe's body covered with a quilt, and he was still stubborn while holding him down with one hand. Stretching out his fingers, he reached for the toilet paper with one hand. After wiping away Wei Ninghe's eye mucus without disdain, he smiled at the dumbfounded people below, then directly lifted Wei Ninghe's quilt and got in. Of course, he didn't Continue to press on top of the person, just lying on the side.

Wei Ninghe, who didn't expect him to come here, held the quilt tightly with both hands to protect his chest, trying his best to avoid the skin of the two people touching each other, "You are shameless!"

"No, let's talk about it. I didn't say anything when you came to my bed when you were drunk. Now it's your turn, can't you?"

"You!" Wei Ninghe looked at Chu Ziyang with a proud face and didn't know what to say. He was really curious about what Chu Ziyang's face was made of. Sometimes it was as thin as a cicada's wings, and sometimes it was as thick as a city wall. He raised his leg before I was about to kick him out of bed when I heard grandpa knocking on the door of this room and asking: "Would you like to get up to eat?"

"Okay grandpa." Chu Ziyang responded cheerfully, then raised his eyebrows at Wei Ninghe proudly, and got out of bed to get dressed before Wei Ninghe exploded.

Wei Ninghe, who had been teased by him so early in the morning but had nowhere to vent his anger, stared at Chu Ziyang's back hatefully while following him to get dressed. When Chu Ziyang was putting on a pullover, he strangled his neck from behind and knocked him down. On the kang, he sat on Chu Ziyang's belly with his legs spread apart. One hand was still holding Chu Ziyang's sweater tightly. "Are you going to get mad again?" He patted Chu Ziyang's chest and finished patting him. Finally, I felt uneasy and pinched him hard again.

Chu Ziyang groaned when he pinched her, but now that her entire upper body was trapped in the sweater, she could only apologize: "I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"Everything is wrong."

"Will you be honest in the future?"

"Absolutely honest."

"That's pretty much it." Wei Ninghe said as he got off Chu Ziyang's body to prevent Chu Ziyang from suddenly getting violent. He finally let go of the hand holding the sweater, just when he wanted to put on his shoes quickly. When he ran out, Chu Ziyang, who had regained his freedom, pulled him back. The two of them went through more than ten moves like this, and they didn't stop until grandma came to urge him.

Because Chu Ziyang had a nosebleed because he was angry, Wei Ninghe planned to take him out for a walk to let the cold air calm the anger in his body. Since it was a stroll, the two of them didn't use any means of transportation. Stop and go, admiring the beautiful scenery of high sky and clear clouds.

The two of them were walking on a rugged road in the countryside when they heard a magpie quacking on a tree nearby. Wei Ninghe, who was bored, found the whereabouts of the two of them: "Remember what I told you on New Year's Eve?" A wild duck?"

Chu Ziyang nodded: "Remember."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the serious wild ducks." He said, taking Chu Ziyang's arm and walking slowly towards the south.

Chu Ziyang didn't say anything or express anything, and even enjoyed the way Wei Ninghe dragged him away without any explanation.

They only walked for a few minutes before they came to a small river. Wei Ninghe excitedly dragged Chu Ziyang and ran downhill to a shoal full of rocks.

He gasped for breath, laughed loudly and said to Chu Ziyang: "Come on!" Then he took the lead to walk on the ice and skated a few times. For a while, the entire valley echoed with his cheerful shouts. Voice.

Chu Ziyang was infected by him with a smile on his face. Seeing Wei Ninghe having so much fun, he couldn't help but get playful and start skating with Wei Ninghe.

Wei Ninghe started to be dishonest as he was playing. He took advantage of Chu Ziyang's back to him, made a big snowball and threw it, so that his head was covered with white snow.

Chu Ziyang didn't expect him to come up with this trick. After fluttering the snow on his head, he also imitated him and piled up a snowball and threw it over.

Wei Ninghe, who had expected it, dodged, and after successfully dodging, he stuck out his tongue at Chu Ziyang and said provocatively: "Trash, you can't throw it away!" As he said that, he ran two steps away and grabbed two handfuls of snow from his waist. After forming a big snowball, Chu Ziyang followed closely behind and had a childish yet fun snowball fight.

The ice was always slippery, so Wei Ninghe was caught by Chu Ziyang. As the two of them were pushing and shoving, one of them fell down in the snowdrift one after another when their feet slipped.

The moment Chu Ziyang lost weight, he subconsciously protected Wei Ninghe. Because of this, the two of them hugged each other and fell to the ground.

"Ah."

"what."

Just listening to the heavy impact could feel the pain in the body. The stunned Chu Ziyang slowed down in the sound of Wei Ninghe's ejaculation, and then tried hard to stand up with his upper body, but he couldn't focus on it. He felt a stinging pain on the arm he had just placed underneath him. He just had time to grunt before he fell straight onto Wei Ninghe, who was still groaning.

"Ouch!" Wei Ninghe screamed in pain. Because Chu Ziyang was protecting him when he fell, he was not actually injured. It was just the momentary panic that made him subconsciously feel that he should scream out. , but now it was really painful and made him cry out. He grinned and wanted to lift Chu Ziyang who was paralyzed on him. He didn't dare to breathe hard because of the pain, so he could only hold back his strength and say every word. He said: "Can you get up?"

Chu Ziyang also remembered, but the fall was too painful. His hand still couldn't use the strength, and the arm that was still intact was not strong enough to support him, so he could only reply in a low voice: "I can't use any more strength."

Wei Ninghe, who was originally a little angry after being hit by him, suddenly panicked after hearing what he said. He ignored the pain in his chest and asked repeatedly: "I can't use my strength anymore? What's wrong with this method? Look at the pain." Can the place be moved?"

Chu Ziyang, who was hit by a series of questions from him, took a deep breath and moved his arms and legs with great effort. After feeling that there were no problems, he answered his questions one by one: "It's okay. There are no fractures. It's probably because it hurts too much." , you will be fine after a while. Are you okay?"

Wei Ninghe was relieved when he heard that he was fine, and the pain in his chest had eased a lot. He just lay on the ice like that, and even had the energy to hold up one of his legs, and replied casually: "With a physique like ours, if we fall again No problem eight times out of ten.”