The rival's pheromone is super sweet

Jiang Yang scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Well, that's fine...please trouble auntie."

In fact, Xiao Yi can understand even if his mother doesn't say it clearly.

Asking Jiang Yang to stay in touch with Xiao Yi was only a small part of the reasons why his mother brought up this matter. The biggest reason was actually - no matter which home Jiang Yang returned to, he was alone.

His parents were absent, his grandma passed away, and his relatives were far away. He never felt the warmth of his family.

For Xiao Yi's family, it was just preparing one more meal, but for Jiang Yang... it was giving him a home.

Jiang Yang was very moved.

I was so moved that I washed the dishes, swept the floor, wiped off the dust on the cabinet, and my mother couldn't stop her, as if a nanny was suddenly invited.

Before going to bed, Jiang Yang finished washing and sat by the bed: "I still want to see your photo album."

"You might as well just say it," Xiao Yi took out the photo album from the bedside table and handed it over, "You want to see me in a skirt."

Jiang Yang chuckled: "I really want to see it, you were really cute when you were young."

"You were really stupid when you were young."

The two sat on the head of the bed in their pajamas, with the quilt covering half their bodies, flipping through the photo album together.

From kindergarten, to elementary school, to junior high school, there were a few photos with Jiang Yang in the background, but none of them had a clear picture of his face, and it was even so blurry that he couldn't recognize him.

"It's great, someone took a picture of you," Jiang Yang suddenly smiled, "My photos are only those of the class."

Xiao Yi understood the meaning of Jiang Yang's words, and knew that although he was smiling now, he must be unhappy in his heart. After a moment of silence, he said, "Then I will... take a few more pictures for you in the future."

"What kind of photos are you taking?" Jiang Yang asked with a smile, putting his arms around Xiao Yi's waist dishonestly, "Do you take photos of me in bed?"

"Heh," Xiao Yi glanced at him, "Yeah, I tied you up and threw you on the bed, then photographed it and printed it, and used it for exhibition later."

Jiang Yang leaned forward and bit his ear, his voice was hoarse and ambiguous: "What do you mean by that, are you teasing me, do you want to be tied up?"

"...I don't want to, I'm too tired," Xiao Yi closed the photo album and put it aside, then turned off the bedside lamp, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Yang was very obedient, and lay down obediently: "Do you remember, when I slept in your house last time, I pressed you on the bed."

"Ah."

"I really felt it at that time, but I knew I couldn't do anything," Jiang Yang turned sideways, looking at him through the moonlight shining into the room from the window, "I never thought at that time that our relationship could be so good became so close."

Xiao Yi also turned sideways, and gently hugged him: "I never thought that I can sleep without hugging a pillow or a bear."

The two hugged each other in the quiet room, and could hear each other's breathing.

...and then found that the sound of breathing gradually became heavy and rapid.

Jiang Yang's movements were a little stiff: "What... I seem to be stiff."

"Well," Xiao Yi closed his eyes, "me too."

"..." Jiang Yang got up suddenly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'd better sleep on the floor. If I share the bed with you now but don't do it, it seems that I can't sleep well."

"return."

"...?" Jiang Yang didn't know what Xiao Yi was going to do, but he did it obediently, and sat back on the bed, "What's wrong?"

"Lie down." Xiao Yi said calmly.

Jiang Yang could only lie down, but there was some distance from Xiao Yi's body.

Xiao Yi didn't speak, and pressed Jiang Yang's head into his arms, with a cold and stern tone: "Hold it, sleep."

"..."

In the past, it was easy to endure, but now, after all, one knows the taste after all, whenever one is in the same room, one can't wait to do something else, but now at Xiao Yi's house, if Xiao Yi's mother and father find out if he really does something, even if the behavior is It can be embarrassing to be allowed.

Jiang Yang closed his eyes. At first, he tried to calm down his impulse, but then the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Xiao Yi was intentionally making him feel uncomfortable, so with his head hugged on Xiao Yi's chest, he stuck out his tongue maliciously and licked Xiao Yi's pajamas.

"!!!" Xiao Yi froze, and quickly retreated a little.

Jiang Yang hooked his lips triumphantly, pinched Xiao Yi's waist, stopped him from retreating, and bit the pajamas that he had licked wet just now.

Xiao Yi arched his body, and finally let out a muffled groan uncontrollably.

Jiang Yang knew that he had won, so he lay back on the pillow proudly, pinched Xiao Yi's nose: "You must be stupid this time, I didn't expect that I would have a second hand."

The evaporative heat absorption in junior high school physics is really not covered. Although the body is in the warm quilt, and there is only a little bit of saliva, it already feels cool.

Xiao Yi wanted to tear his clothes apart a bit, so that the cold and wet place would no longer be facing directly, but Jiang Yang seemed to have noticed it, and clamped Xiao Yi's hand with one hand, and pressed the wet piece with the other. pajamas.

Xiao Yi felt unwell but couldn't break free. He bent his legs and stepped on Jiang Yang, which made Jiang Yang gasp.

The two attacked each other inexplicably, fought again, and made a bet that "whoever can't help it first is shit".

……

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore," Jiang Yang let go of his wrists and feet, and hugged him tightly back into his arms, "I lost, I'm a piece of shit, okay?"

Xiao Yi didn't say anything, he took out his finger and poked Jiang Yang's chest, pressing and dialing.

"...cough," Jiang Yang brushed his hand away, and changed the subject, "Would you like to go back to junior high school tomorrow, the students seem to be on vacation."

"Okay," Xiao Yi stopped moving, "I'll go tomorrow after delivering the things with you."

The noise returned to silence again, Xiao Yi leaned quietly in Jiang Yang's arms, his hair was soft, Jiang Yang couldn't help touching the top of Xiao Yi's head, his movements were gentle and cautious.

"..."

Xiao Yi blushed inexplicably, thinking about it, it seemed that it was the first time his head was touched so gently by the other party.

But I heard Jiang Yang say affectionately: "Your hair is so easy to touch, like a dog."

"??"

The next day, Xiao Yi dragged Jiang Yang up from the bed with dark circles under his eyes.

Last night Jiang Yang was ordered by Xiao Yi not to hug him because he said something like a dog, and he was stepped on until Xiao Yi fell asleep before he was released, and then he suffered alone for a long time before he managed to fall asleep half asleep.

Jiang Yang knew that doing that thing every night was not good for his health, but if he didn't do it, it would be even more uncomfortable to bear it...

so bitter.

No more nonsense.

Xiao Yi's junior high school is not big, but it has the highest enrollment rate in city B.

In Xiao Yi's memory, Jiang Yang's previous academic performance was not bad, mainly up and down. When he was good, he could compete with himself for the first place, and when he was not good, he was at the bottom of the whole grade.

At that time, because the relationship was not so good, I never asked, and I didn't express my concern.

"How did you get into Yueming No. [-] Middle School?" Xiao Yi and Jiang Yang walked side by side in the corridor of the teaching building, and finally couldn't help asking this question, "I heard that you got in with money from your father. But with your grades at that time, you could pass the exam with a little review, so are those rumors true?"

Jiang Yang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Xiao Yi to ask this, and he replied casually: "Ah... my dad did send money, and the principal shook hands with my dad at that time, and many people saw it, so that's why I said that."

Xiao Yi's footsteps paused: "So you didn't get in the exam, you got in with money?"

"No, no, it's true to send money, but you got the order wrong," Jiang Yang waved his hands quickly, "I was the one who passed the exam first, and then my dad sent money to the school, otherwise how could it be so easy to get in. And he gave the money to let the teacher urge me more... But you know me, the more I am urged, the less I want to study, especially my dad urges me."

"You got into the class yourself?"

"Uh, that's not it. I didn't study much in the first year of high school, and I didn't get a good score in the placement test." Jiang Yang looked at him seriously, "That's to find you."

Xiao Yi's eyes moved slightly: "Did you like me then?"

"I didn't realize it. I just wanted to go and play with you. After the third year of junior high school and the first year of high school, I found that school life without you was really boring. I couldn't be interested in anything, let alone study."

"..."

"But after having you, even studying becomes more interesting," Jiang Yang said with a smile, "so I still have to thank you."

Before they knew it, they had reached their class in the third year of junior high school. The door was unlocked, and the inside was empty, with no one there. The tables and chairs were also cleaned up because of the holiday.

Jiang Yang walked to the side of the podium: "I still remember that you were here and dunked the chalk dust all over my head."

"...It was raining that morning, and you threw my exercise book into the puddle on the playground," Xiao Yi pushed down his glasses, and retorted unwillingly, "I bought a new one to make up my homework again. .”

"You put my phone on the table while I was going to eat, and the teacher confiscated it for several days."

"You hit me on the back of the head with a basketball in the equipment room first."

"That's not because you tripped me while running, I broke a big piece of my knee, and there was a lot of blood."

"You went to the water room to change the water for the basin, and you splashed all over me. I just finished washing my school uniform the night before."

"It was you who dragged my shoes with a mop first, and my shoes are still new."

"..."

"..."

They thought they didn't have a deep impression of their life in junior high school, but they still remembered all the little things about each other clearly.

Even those little things are unpleasant.

They stopped talking and looked at each other seriously. Although the previous conversation seemed to be bickering, there was an unconcealable smile on the corners of their mouths. They didn't know whether they were laughing at the other person in the past or at themselves in the past.

"sorry."

The voices of two people sounded at the same time.

"But it's okay."

The afternoon sun shines on the classroom floor, and they kissed affectionately while standing by the podium while bathing in the sun.

Just like this, they can make up for each other's missed time.