I Treat You as a Brother

Xu Xiran lay flat on the bed obediently, feeling like a piece of meat on a chopping board.

He looked at Fang Mo, who was standing beside the bed with high spirits and moving his fingers, and suddenly felt a little ulterior panic in his heart.

"Shall I get down?" He typed carefully.

After he finished speaking, he turned around in a jiffy, face down, trying to hide a certain part that might be bad later.

Fang Mo didn't take it seriously, nodded, stretched his fingers, and then shouted at Xu Xiran who was lying obediently: "I'm starting!"

After a while, those hands pressed softly on Xu Xiran's shoulders.

Fang Mo first raised his palm and knocked on his shoulders and back like chopping vegetables, not too hard.Although I don't know whether this can relieve muscle fatigue, it feels really comfortable.

Xu Xiran put his hands under his head, turned his head sideways, and squinted at Fang Mo who was standing by the bed.This posture narrowed his field of vision, and he could only see Fang Mo's two thighs.

He was thinking unrealistically, if only Fang Mo was wearing a short skirt at the moment.That time when Fang Mo walked up to him and lifted his skirt at him, although he was panicked, he noticed that the skin of Fang Mo's thigh was white, tender, smooth and delicate even when viewed up close.He is also a boy, so why is Fang Mo so different from others?

"Are you comfortable?" Fang Mo said lightly.

Xu Xiran nodded: "Yes. Have you really learned it?"

"No," Fang Mo said with a smile, "I'm talking nonsense, I'll use you to practice."

Xu Xiran was a little speechless, but seeing that he really enjoyed being knocked, he took back his complaints and honestly treated him as his guinea pig.

Fang Mo knocked back and forth on his shoulders and back several times, making his muscles extremely soft.Because the feeling was too good, Xu Xiran almost started to feel sleepy.

At this moment, Fang Mo straightened up suddenly and started rubbing his hands again.

"I'm going to push!" he said.

Xu Xiran nodded hesitantly.He didn't know if he was overconscious, but he felt that this sounded a little weird.

Before he had time to think about it, Fang Mo, who was standing by the bed, suddenly bent down.

"What are you doing?" Xu Xiran looked up slightly.

Fang Mo took off his shoes.

"What are you doing!" Xu Xiran increased the volume.

Fang Mo ignored him, climbed onto the bed barefoot, knelt and sat on either side of his body with his legs apart, covering his entire body underneath.

Xu Xiran hurriedly turned her head: "What the hell are you doing!"

"It's so convenient," Fang Mo put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him back, "I'm starting. If you feel pain, just call out."

"...Can you stop saying such strange things all the time." Xu Xiran finished mumbling in a low voice, and then immediately let out a scream of "Aww".

"You are too hard!" He struggled.

Fang Mo's hands didn't stop, and rubbed his shoulders along his neck a little bit harder: "It hurts at first, but it will be comfortable when you get used to it. It will make you feel good immediately."

Xu Xiran was speechless again.He found out that Fang Mo deliberately made his words so imaginative.

Whether it will be cool after that is still unknown, but for him now, this is really a torture.

The pain is still tolerable.The person you like is talking ambiguous words, half lying on him, this feeling is too exciting.

Just half a minute ago, Fang Mo just knelt with his legs on either side of his body, and his body didn't have much contact with him.But now, probably to save effort, this guy actually sat down halfway, with his calves tightly clamping his body, his butt resting on his waist, and he kept moving back and forth with the movements of his hands.

Xu Xiran secretly rejoiced.Fortunately, he was not lying on his back, and something would definitely happen.

"Don't be so tense," Fang Mo stopped, fingers resting on the bare skin on the back of his neck, "Can you relax a little bit?"

"Don't sit on me, can you..." Xu Xiran said.

"I've worked so hard to massage you, what's the matter with sitting down?" Fang Mo said confidently, and deliberately moved on him after speaking.

Xu Xiran fell silent.

In Fang Mo's posture, most of the weight is still supported by his own legs, and the weight on Xu Xiran's body is not heavy.

The problem may lie in not being heavy.So it's not uncomfortable at all, it's hot, soft and itchy, and it feels very good.

"Relax, relax." Fang Mo patted his back a few times, and then continued to massage vigorously.

Xu Xiran became more and more stiff.

"Are you so afraid of pain?" Fang Mo turned slightly to look at his expression, "Then let me take it easy."

"No need," Xu Xiran closed his eyes and shook his head, "It's fine if it's heavier."

If it hurts, let it hurt, at least it can give him some refreshment, if it doesn't hurt, he must stand up.

"No," Fang Mo said, his strength weakened, "My hands are tired, and they are too heavy to press."

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his butt against Xu Xiran's body and moved back, and put his hands on his back, all the way down.

Xu Xiran's mind was empty.

It wasn't until Fang Mo sat on his thighs and pinched his waist with his hands that he came back to his senses: "No need here!"

Fang Mo exerted a little force on his hands, stroking the area back and forth: "Why? Is your waist not working hard?"

Xu Xiran suspected that it was because he had a ghost in his heart at the moment that he felt that everything was wrong.

"It's a little itchy," he twisted and tried to crawl out from under Fang Mo's body, "Well, it's fine. Aren't you tired? Or..."

Moved halfway, stopped.He found it inconvenient to get up at the moment.

"It's not particularly tired. Fang Mo sat halfway near his thighs, put his hands on his lower back, and pressed his fingers bit by bit in the hollow of his waist. of. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiran felt those hands move to his buttocks.

"Your figure is really good. Obviously, your shoulders are quite broad, but your waist is narrow," Fang Mo said, "From the back all the way, the arc from the waist to the butt is very obvious."

Xu Xiran was about to collapse, but he didn't dare to turn around, so he could only lie on his stomach and pretend to be dead, letting this guy who wasn't doing massage at all grope around him.

Seeing that he was like a corpse, Fang Mo smacked his lips, coughed lightly, and patted him on the back: "Forget it, it seems like I'm molesting you. Turn around and I'll massage your legs for you."

Xu Xiran fell into a huge crisis in his life.

He lay motionless for three seconds, and then said loudly, "I'm suddenly sleepy! I'll sleep for a while!"

"Does that mean that my craftsmanship is not bad," Fang Mo asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Xu Xiran buried her face in her elbows and nodded sharply.

"Then you go to sleep," Fang Mo said on his stomach, with one elbow resting on his side and the other hand on his waist.He approached his ear and said softly, "Turn around first, you sleep, I'll help you press down."

It was just a little inconvenient for Xu Xiran to turn around, but now he can't turn around at all.

"I won't fall asleep." Fang Mo finally got off him, put on his shoes, stood on the edge of the bed and squatted close to him, "Are you so sleepy?"

Xu Xiran's heart pounded against the bed board through his chest.

He held his breath and didn't dare to say anything, hoping that Fang Mo would really believe that he had fallen asleep instantly, and then let him go.

Unfortunately, things backfired.Through the air, his cheeks and ears were exposed. At this moment, his oversensitive skin vaguely felt the approach of the heat source.

"Your ears are red." Fang Mo whispered next to him.

Xu Xiran remained silent.

"Stop pretending," Fang Mo insisted, "You must be awake."

After he finished speaking, he blew into Xu Xiran's ear.

Xu Xiran immediately trembled.

Unable to pretend anymore, he had no choice but to say: "...I want to sleep."

Fang Mo was silent for a while.It wasn't until Xu Xiran couldn't help but want to open his eyes to take a peek, that a devilish voice came from his ear again.

"Did you react?"

Xu Xiran was dizzy for a moment because of the surprise.

He couldn't speak, Fang Mo moved closer, and the hot breath hit his skin when he spoke: "Is it?"

"without me……"

"I thought what's wrong," Fang Mo interrupted him, "what's there to be shy about, such a normal thing. Are you only 13 years old? Haven't you ever done it before?"

"It's too old to be so innocent," Fang Mo stretched out his hand to push him, "Isn't everyone like this?"

"..."

Xu Xiran was confused for a moment.Who are the so-called everyone, and what is it like to be like this?Is it normal to stand up on the spot after being touched by the same sex?

"It's the same thing when I suddenly relax when I'm so tired," Fang Mo continued, "Everyone is a boy, I understand."

What he said didn't seem to make sense.Human males always have many involuntary moments, standing inexplicably and out of control.If it weren't for the ghosts in my heart, I could have found many excuses to face it frankly.

Now that there are steps to go down, Xu Xiran still can't let go: "If you know, please forgive me. You go back quickly, I just sleep for a while."

"Sleep, turn around and sleep, I'll help you press your legs." Fang Mo actually brought the topic back.

"Why do you insist on pressing my leg?" Xu Xiran asked.

"If you don't do it, you will definitely be sore tomorrow," Fang Mo said, "It will be uncomfortable to walk by then."

Xu Xiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and half raised her body to look at him: "It's hard for me now."

After seeing Fang Mo's face clearly, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.It shouldn't be an illusion, Fang Mo's cheeks were faintly red.From just now, his tone sounded extremely natural, but looking at his expression now, he seemed to be a little nervous.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He looked into Xu Xiran's eyes, "That's easy, do you want me to press it in place for you?"

Xu Xiran was completely stunned.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he had misunderstood Fang Mo's implication.

Fang Mo suddenly smiled at him.His eyes moved to his lower body: "Do you want it? I'm proficient in this."

Xu Xiran's brain was buzzing.

"You're nervous," he quickly lay back on his stomach, pulled up one side of the quilt to cover himself from head to toe, "press your head, go back quickly."

Fang Mo didn't move: "Everyone is a good brother, so what are you doing politely, it's just a little favor."

Xu Xiran ignored him.

The air was quiet for a while, Fang Mo said again: "Then do you want to go to the toilet?"

"...No need," Xu Xiran said, "It will be fine in a while."

"Oh." Fang Mo responded.

Hearing the movement, he seemed to have finally stood up straight, and then walked towards another corner of the dormitory.

"Then call me when you're better, and I'll go to the bathroom first," he said.

"Why did I call you?" Xu Xiran secretly lifted the corner of the quilt and looked at Fang Mo's back.

"Help you massage your legs." Fang Mo said.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you!" Xu Xiran shouted.

In the end it still didn't work out.Xu Xiran guarded herself like a jade, and resolutely refused to accept Fang Mo's services.

In front of Fang Mo, he crackled and tapped on his thigh: "I can do this myself, don't bother you."

Fang Mo stood aside and watched quietly, then sighed very deliberately.

"I don't know good people," he said.

Xu Xiran's ears turned red again.

Fang Mo saw it and didn't say anything.He secretly guessed that Xu Xiran should have read that cartoon just now, and that's why he was so overconscious about him.

This move may be the right one.

If it wasn't for the fear of being discovered just now, he would have thought of being tougher.As a male, he knew in his heart that most people lacked resistance to sex, especially at their age.Although the plot of the Tanmei manga is ridiculous, there is a point that Fang Mo thinks is quite reasonable.The so-called food marrow knows the taste, no matter how hard the protagonist's mouth is, he still can't resist the instinctive pleasure.

Taking friendship as the standard, Xu Xiran's favorability for him should already be full.If you want to break through, you should find another way.

These were all he thought of temporarily after he crawled onto Xu Xiran's bed on a whim.

It would be so smooth afterwards, completely beyond his expectation.It's a pity that he himself is too disappointing.

It is understandable to get up in a place that feels relaxed and comfortable after being pressed by others. Standing up after being pressed for others is undoubtedly a self-destructive behavior.

But that's okay.This kind of thing is familiar twice.If you come a few more times, you can always wear down the psychological defense line.

Fang Mo secretly encouraged himself.

Xu Xiran's reaction just now was actually very unnatural.Most of the boys are very open about such things in private, and I have never seen anyone so ashamed.Fang Mo who really helped each other has never seen it with his own eyes, but no matter who has the experience of standing in place in broad daylight or in public, it is really not uncommon.

Therefore, Xu Xiran must have other ideas.In the worst case, he discovered Fang Mo's ulterior motives, so he became disgusted.In that case, his words and deeds will inevitably show in his subsequent words and deeds.

If Xu Xiran remained the same as before and did not intend to distance himself from him, then the meaning was self-evident.

Fang Mo thought that his deduction was perfect.

"You have class tomorrow morning, right?" Xu Xiran who was sitting on the bed knocking his legs said suddenly.

When he spoke, he lowered his head and did not look at Fang Mo, but his eyes fell on his hands.

Fang Mo nodded quickly: "Yes, what?"

"Monday morning, it's in the Pingtung Building," Xu Xiran said, "Don't leave after class, wait for me for a while. I'll come and find you."

Xu Xiran was quite familiar with his class schedule.

Fang Mo was a little taken aback: "Why are you looking for me?"

"Have lunch."

Xu Xiran looked at him a little strangely, with an expression of asking this question.

The author says:

Many people in the comments mentioned me to make a plan.

This article is still a while away from the end, and it won't end immediately after we get together, there is a little follow-up plot.After the main text is over, there will be a longer episode about Zou Shun and He Chengyi.At that time, it will be serialized daily for a short period of time like now.I haven't written yet, so I estimate (not necessarily accurate) about [-] to [-] words.Tell the story of how the two met in detail.In the text, there are too few opportunities for Mr. He to appear on the stage, so I have to write down why Shun Shun likes him so much.After writing all the above, it will be around Chinese New Year? (Blind estimates are not necessarily accurate)

Although the data in this article is very average, I had a lot of fun writing it, and I didn't get stuck in the article.It is rare to have such a good atmosphere in the comment area, and I am very reluctant to think of the end.There is a feeling of writing a little less, and writing and cherishing.

I hope that the joy of my creation can be passed on to you who are reading through these two silly children.