What if there are no inhibitors?
Chapter 61
"Isn't this a gift?" Han Lu patted his pocket for the rabbit.
But that's so cheap, don't worry about it.Song Zhiwei's lips moved.
Han Lu smiled and said, "Are you going to argue with me about who spends more or less?"
Song Zhiwei's heart suddenly brightened, and Han Lu's interruption washed away his guilt. --
I also care about how much money I have.
Who cares about you.
roll roll roll.
Although I think so.
Song Zhiwei still kissed the corner of Han Lu's mouth: "Happy New Year."
The soft touch is fleeting.
Han Lu was absent-minded for a moment, and then looked around slowly.
Originally, there were few residents here, and now there is no one.
On the contrary, the security guard in the monitoring room might have seen it.
But it doesn't matter.
He said, "Student Song Zhiwei."
Song Zhiwei stood upright involuntarily: "What?"
Han Lu stared at him with a half-smile: "I hope you can be so courageous in school."
Song Zhiwei touched his nose and licked his lips in embarrassment.
Han Yul was complaining about what happened at the end of last semester.
But he is always right about this matter: "I want to study hard, can't I?"
As for the real reason, both of them knew it, and they both tacitly kept silent.
"Okay." Han Lu's fingertips hooked the top of Song Zhiwei's zipper, pulled it, and gently brought him closer to him, with a resentful tone: "Just don't forget that I am not only your colleague when you are studying." The table is still your boyfriend."
"Okay." Song Zhiwei turned his eyes to other places: "Got it."
"Okay, let's go back." Han Lu pinched his ears.
The winter holidays passed quietly.
Song Zhiwei lived a three-point and one-line life in his own home, Han Lu's home, and restaurants outside.
The focus of the two of them is on learning, supplemented by "friendship, kindness, help, help" in other areas.
The time of intimacy is more and more frequent, and I don't know how to blush with embarrassment.
Like two boys who have never eaten meat in eight lifetimes.
It's just that they are still guarding the last line of defense, and they dare not speak.
Snacks, games, no parental control, playing with boyfriends...
Happy days are always happy, but the time is short.
At 2.14:[-] a.m. two days before the start of school on [-].
Jian Chao specially made a voice call, "Hello? Han Lu, have you finished your homework yet?"
This was the first time Jian Chao called in the whole winter vacation, and it was really embarrassing for him to be so talkative and gossipy.
And the reason why he called this time was because he saw that Han Lu's circle of friends was full of sullen happiness, so he dared to call.
One can imagine how profound a lesson this man taught him at the end of last semester.
"It's finished." Han Lu said lazily while sitting on the carpet, stroking Song Zhiwei's hair with his hand.
His hair is very soft, slightly longer than the average boy, with a light fragrance of shampoo on it, clean and refreshing.
以
As for Han Lu, he thought it was better than touching a cat.
Song Zhiwei's head was resting on his lap, and the expression on his face was more comfortable than that of a kitten being rubbed.
Ruanrou jumped around them, extremely happy, the white dumpling blended with the white carpet.
Song Zhiwei turned his face away, facing Han Lu, and asked in a breathy tone, "Is it Jian Chao?"
"Well, I asked if we finished our homework."
Jian Chao's thoughts were immediately diverted: "Are you together?"
"Ah."
Obediently.Jian Chao rarely suppressed his teasing words, his face was tangled, excited and surprised...
Han Lu didn't look at his face, just by hearing the suspicious silence, he could roughly guess what he was thinking, "There is something to talk about."
"Then what, the physics teacher gave me the answer, I can't find it online."
Thought it was over.
Jian Chao called again that night.
"I finished my homework! Brother, get on the number, call Song Zhiwei together, eat chicken, eat chicken!"
"Are you flustered with nothing to do every day?"--
Jian Chao was not happy: "What do you mean by being okay? After school starts, you still have time to play games like this? Of course, take advantage of the last days to have fun, brother!!!"
Jian Chao's urgent call was so loud that Song Zhiwei could hear Han Lu even without turning on the speakerphone.
It just so happened that he was really tickled by what Jian Chao said.
He tugged on Han Lu's clothes: "I want to play too."
Han Lu gave Jian Chao a blank look, "Okay."
"Damn it." Jian Chao yelled ghostly over there: "Song Zhiwei is still next to you! You guys stay together all day today? This is too big! Late! Come on! Bro."
"We've been like this throughout the winter vacation." Han Lu hangs up after saying this, and doesn't care about Jian Chao's reaction after hearing this.
Seeing Han Lu's deflated and angry look, Song Zhiwei suddenly thought it was funny.He poked the corner of Han Lu's mouth with his hand: "Why are you angry?"
Han Lu opened his mouth and bit his fingertips: "Jian Chao is afraid that he will not have time to play games, and I am afraid that I will not have time to hug my wife."
"Fuck." Song Zhiwei became angry instantly.Throwing Han Lu down at once, pressing down on him with one foot, kneeling on the ground with the other, he began to beat him in turn: "Who is the wife? Huh?"
"The last time I called you that, you didn't just..."
Before Han Luhua could speak, Song Zhiwei greeted him with his fist: "Say it again?"
The voice was grinding teeth, obviously anxious.There is a little awkwardness and shyness mixed in the rage.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. I'm my wife, I'm my wife." Han Lu blocked Song Zhiwei's attack, wrapping his palms together
fist.It's just the smile in the voice, making the apology less than sincere.
Song Zhiwei got up.
He and Han Lu have been hanging out lately...
After about half an hour, Jian Chao waited for his teammates.
Guhe Yuanshang and Yuanshang Guhe are both online at the same time.He declined the invitation of the passers-by and entered the room of the two.
As soon as he entered the room, he heard Mai Shang Han Lu say: "You drink the water I poured for you later."
After a while, Song Zhiwei reluctantly said "Yes." Jian Chao: Who am I?where am i
He remembered that one of them was still Han Lu's trumpet, and now that the level of this trumpet is slowly rising, it is estimated that it will be used directly by Song Zhiwei.
Besides, when Han Lu named his trumpet before, Jian Chao didn't think it was too crooked, but now he just saw the feeling of a couple's number.
Then, he belatedly found out.
Feel like a fucking light bulb.
Although he often participated in the affairs of Han Lu and Song Zhiwei in the past, he also assisted a lot and played a key matchmaker role.
Now the two are talking for real.The rumors of the talk arose.
Damn, he is so redundant as a matchmaker.
But all came.
Jian Chao bit the bullet and said, "Let's go."
It didn't take long to start.
Han Lu said again: "Come pick up this m4's wooden warehouse support."
"Here we come." Song Zhiwei rattled running.
Before that, there were things like: "Come pick up the first aid kit, forget it, I'll run over to you."
"Come pick up m4."
"... "
Jian Chao was speechless: "Isn't there a punctuation setting?"
Why stand still and wait?Like a mentally handicapped operation?
Han Lu took a deep breath, and let out an imperceptible sound of helplessness.
Jian Chao had a sudden blow to his soul: Damn, shit, shit!
These two are not!
It's too greasy too greasy.None of the heterosexual couples around him have ever done this.
You have to stand still and wait for the little boyfriend to run towards him, and see the other party pick up the equipment with your own eyes.
"That's enough, you two. Who is it oily for?"
Han Lu said coldly: "Only singles feel greasy. People who are also in a relationship know this is happiness."
"Damn it." Goosebumps all over Jian Chao's body, he didn't allow Brother Lu to be so destructive: "Song Zhiwei! Take care of your deskmate."
As far as he knew, Song Zhiwei's face was not as thick as Han Lu's.
And in this case, Song Zhiwei would definitely speak harshly about Han Lu.Han Lu would beg for mercy, but he wouldn't go too far and kill him, a single dog.
But this time he didn't hear Song Zhiwei's reply.
He obviously talked while playing a game just now.
Han Lu suddenly said, "Would you like to play Solo Queue?"
Jian Chao was even more angry than Han Lu: "If you don't tell me, I want to play solo queue too. I don't want to be a full-fledged young lady, and play games with you two inhuman gays."
He couldn't figure it out more and more, so he added: "Grass."
Han Lu smiled, skillfully pressed down the wooden warehouse, and killed people.
Until the three of them were out of the game, they actually ate chicken.
"Okay." When exiting the game, Han Lu said: "We are offline, you and your little sister can play slowly."
Han Lu's number was the first to go down, but Song Zhiwei's number was still not down after 2 minutes.
Jian Chao's gossip factor became active, and he did not leave the room.
He wanted to see if Song Zhiwei went offline or queued up on his own.
After 15 minutes, the game character was still standing there.
The exciting background music of the game is particularly dynamic and pleasant.
Having not manipulated an account for such a long time, and even had no time to go offline, Jian Chao actually already had another guess in his mind.
As a result, his gossip factor became stronger, and he wanted to see how long Han Lu could last like this.
Another 30 minutes passed.
Jian Chao secretly scolded himself a ****.Exit the room and find the young lady to form a team.
On the other side, Song Zhiwei saw Han Lu go offline, and tightened the mouse in his hand: "Why are you playing the game? I haven't played enough yet."
"You are like this." Han Lu's beautiful eyes swept from Song Zhiwei's face to his neck, "Are you interested in playing games?"
At this time, Han Lu is usually active and Song Zhiwei is passive.
But once he made the move, Song Zhiwei would not refuse.
He leaned back, put the palm of one hand on Han Lu's chest, and refused the other's approach, and stretched out two fingers with the other hand: "We kissed twice today."
Not even the hours are low.
Han Lu said, "I think what Jian Chao said is quite right."
"what?"
"We shouldn't waste the last time of the winter vacation." Han Lu got closer as he spoke, and finally kissed Song Zhiwei on the lips: "Treasure."
"Fuck." Song Zhiwei opened his teeth slightly.
Love turned into desire.
Possessiveness turned into lust.
Cherish everything in front of you and turn it into desire.
Song Zhiwei's tailbone numb suddenly, and his cry was joyful and uncomfortable.
Han Lu kissed like crazy.
-
It's over.
Song Zhiwei lay on the bed panting slightly.
Han Lu pushed him: "Go take a bath."
Although it didn't make it to the end, even the clothes didn't come off clean.But his body was sweating a little, and his clothes were sticky and uncomfortable.
Song Zhiwei covered his eyes with his arms: "Go first, I'll lie down for a while."
Han Lu went as he said.
The moment the door was locked, Song Zhiwei sat up straight from the bed, and his hand slid down his back to touch his tailbone. --
lost in thought.
But that's so cheap, don't worry about it.Song Zhiwei's lips moved.
Han Lu smiled and said, "Are you going to argue with me about who spends more or less?"
Song Zhiwei's heart suddenly brightened, and Han Lu's interruption washed away his guilt. --
I also care about how much money I have.
Who cares about you.
roll roll roll.
Although I think so.
Song Zhiwei still kissed the corner of Han Lu's mouth: "Happy New Year."
The soft touch is fleeting.
Han Lu was absent-minded for a moment, and then looked around slowly.
Originally, there were few residents here, and now there is no one.
On the contrary, the security guard in the monitoring room might have seen it.
But it doesn't matter.
He said, "Student Song Zhiwei."
Song Zhiwei stood upright involuntarily: "What?"
Han Lu stared at him with a half-smile: "I hope you can be so courageous in school."
Song Zhiwei touched his nose and licked his lips in embarrassment.
Han Yul was complaining about what happened at the end of last semester.
But he is always right about this matter: "I want to study hard, can't I?"
As for the real reason, both of them knew it, and they both tacitly kept silent.
"Okay." Han Lu's fingertips hooked the top of Song Zhiwei's zipper, pulled it, and gently brought him closer to him, with a resentful tone: "Just don't forget that I am not only your colleague when you are studying." The table is still your boyfriend."
"Okay." Song Zhiwei turned his eyes to other places: "Got it."
"Okay, let's go back." Han Lu pinched his ears.
The winter holidays passed quietly.
Song Zhiwei lived a three-point and one-line life in his own home, Han Lu's home, and restaurants outside.
The focus of the two of them is on learning, supplemented by "friendship, kindness, help, help" in other areas.
The time of intimacy is more and more frequent, and I don't know how to blush with embarrassment.
Like two boys who have never eaten meat in eight lifetimes.
It's just that they are still guarding the last line of defense, and they dare not speak.
Snacks, games, no parental control, playing with boyfriends...
Happy days are always happy, but the time is short.
At 2.14:[-] a.m. two days before the start of school on [-].
Jian Chao specially made a voice call, "Hello? Han Lu, have you finished your homework yet?"
This was the first time Jian Chao called in the whole winter vacation, and it was really embarrassing for him to be so talkative and gossipy.
And the reason why he called this time was because he saw that Han Lu's circle of friends was full of sullen happiness, so he dared to call.
One can imagine how profound a lesson this man taught him at the end of last semester.
"It's finished." Han Lu said lazily while sitting on the carpet, stroking Song Zhiwei's hair with his hand.
His hair is very soft, slightly longer than the average boy, with a light fragrance of shampoo on it, clean and refreshing.
以
As for Han Lu, he thought it was better than touching a cat.
Song Zhiwei's head was resting on his lap, and the expression on his face was more comfortable than that of a kitten being rubbed.
Ruanrou jumped around them, extremely happy, the white dumpling blended with the white carpet.
Song Zhiwei turned his face away, facing Han Lu, and asked in a breathy tone, "Is it Jian Chao?"
"Well, I asked if we finished our homework."
Jian Chao's thoughts were immediately diverted: "Are you together?"
"Ah."
Obediently.Jian Chao rarely suppressed his teasing words, his face was tangled, excited and surprised...
Han Lu didn't look at his face, just by hearing the suspicious silence, he could roughly guess what he was thinking, "There is something to talk about."
"Then what, the physics teacher gave me the answer, I can't find it online."
Thought it was over.
Jian Chao called again that night.
"I finished my homework! Brother, get on the number, call Song Zhiwei together, eat chicken, eat chicken!"
"Are you flustered with nothing to do every day?"--
Jian Chao was not happy: "What do you mean by being okay? After school starts, you still have time to play games like this? Of course, take advantage of the last days to have fun, brother!!!"
Jian Chao's urgent call was so loud that Song Zhiwei could hear Han Lu even without turning on the speakerphone.
It just so happened that he was really tickled by what Jian Chao said.
He tugged on Han Lu's clothes: "I want to play too."
Han Lu gave Jian Chao a blank look, "Okay."
"Damn it." Jian Chao yelled ghostly over there: "Song Zhiwei is still next to you! You guys stay together all day today? This is too big! Late! Come on! Bro."
"We've been like this throughout the winter vacation." Han Lu hangs up after saying this, and doesn't care about Jian Chao's reaction after hearing this.
Seeing Han Lu's deflated and angry look, Song Zhiwei suddenly thought it was funny.He poked the corner of Han Lu's mouth with his hand: "Why are you angry?"
Han Lu opened his mouth and bit his fingertips: "Jian Chao is afraid that he will not have time to play games, and I am afraid that I will not have time to hug my wife."
"Fuck." Song Zhiwei became angry instantly.Throwing Han Lu down at once, pressing down on him with one foot, kneeling on the ground with the other, he began to beat him in turn: "Who is the wife? Huh?"
"The last time I called you that, you didn't just..."
Before Han Luhua could speak, Song Zhiwei greeted him with his fist: "Say it again?"
The voice was grinding teeth, obviously anxious.There is a little awkwardness and shyness mixed in the rage.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. I'm my wife, I'm my wife." Han Lu blocked Song Zhiwei's attack, wrapping his palms together
fist.It's just the smile in the voice, making the apology less than sincere.
Song Zhiwei got up.
He and Han Lu have been hanging out lately...
After about half an hour, Jian Chao waited for his teammates.
Guhe Yuanshang and Yuanshang Guhe are both online at the same time.He declined the invitation of the passers-by and entered the room of the two.
As soon as he entered the room, he heard Mai Shang Han Lu say: "You drink the water I poured for you later."
After a while, Song Zhiwei reluctantly said "Yes." Jian Chao: Who am I?where am i
He remembered that one of them was still Han Lu's trumpet, and now that the level of this trumpet is slowly rising, it is estimated that it will be used directly by Song Zhiwei.
Besides, when Han Lu named his trumpet before, Jian Chao didn't think it was too crooked, but now he just saw the feeling of a couple's number.
Then, he belatedly found out.
Feel like a fucking light bulb.
Although he often participated in the affairs of Han Lu and Song Zhiwei in the past, he also assisted a lot and played a key matchmaker role.
Now the two are talking for real.The rumors of the talk arose.
Damn, he is so redundant as a matchmaker.
But all came.
Jian Chao bit the bullet and said, "Let's go."
It didn't take long to start.
Han Lu said again: "Come pick up this m4's wooden warehouse support."
"Here we come." Song Zhiwei rattled running.
Before that, there were things like: "Come pick up the first aid kit, forget it, I'll run over to you."
"Come pick up m4."
"... "
Jian Chao was speechless: "Isn't there a punctuation setting?"
Why stand still and wait?Like a mentally handicapped operation?
Han Lu took a deep breath, and let out an imperceptible sound of helplessness.
Jian Chao had a sudden blow to his soul: Damn, shit, shit!
These two are not!
It's too greasy too greasy.None of the heterosexual couples around him have ever done this.
You have to stand still and wait for the little boyfriend to run towards him, and see the other party pick up the equipment with your own eyes.
"That's enough, you two. Who is it oily for?"
Han Lu said coldly: "Only singles feel greasy. People who are also in a relationship know this is happiness."
"Damn it." Goosebumps all over Jian Chao's body, he didn't allow Brother Lu to be so destructive: "Song Zhiwei! Take care of your deskmate."
As far as he knew, Song Zhiwei's face was not as thick as Han Lu's.
And in this case, Song Zhiwei would definitely speak harshly about Han Lu.Han Lu would beg for mercy, but he wouldn't go too far and kill him, a single dog.
But this time he didn't hear Song Zhiwei's reply.
He obviously talked while playing a game just now.
Han Lu suddenly said, "Would you like to play Solo Queue?"
Jian Chao was even more angry than Han Lu: "If you don't tell me, I want to play solo queue too. I don't want to be a full-fledged young lady, and play games with you two inhuman gays."
He couldn't figure it out more and more, so he added: "Grass."
Han Lu smiled, skillfully pressed down the wooden warehouse, and killed people.
Until the three of them were out of the game, they actually ate chicken.
"Okay." When exiting the game, Han Lu said: "We are offline, you and your little sister can play slowly."
Han Lu's number was the first to go down, but Song Zhiwei's number was still not down after 2 minutes.
Jian Chao's gossip factor became active, and he did not leave the room.
He wanted to see if Song Zhiwei went offline or queued up on his own.
After 15 minutes, the game character was still standing there.
The exciting background music of the game is particularly dynamic and pleasant.
Having not manipulated an account for such a long time, and even had no time to go offline, Jian Chao actually already had another guess in his mind.
As a result, his gossip factor became stronger, and he wanted to see how long Han Lu could last like this.
Another 30 minutes passed.
Jian Chao secretly scolded himself a ****.Exit the room and find the young lady to form a team.
On the other side, Song Zhiwei saw Han Lu go offline, and tightened the mouse in his hand: "Why are you playing the game? I haven't played enough yet."
"You are like this." Han Lu's beautiful eyes swept from Song Zhiwei's face to his neck, "Are you interested in playing games?"
At this time, Han Lu is usually active and Song Zhiwei is passive.
But once he made the move, Song Zhiwei would not refuse.
He leaned back, put the palm of one hand on Han Lu's chest, and refused the other's approach, and stretched out two fingers with the other hand: "We kissed twice today."
Not even the hours are low.
Han Lu said, "I think what Jian Chao said is quite right."
"what?"
"We shouldn't waste the last time of the winter vacation." Han Lu got closer as he spoke, and finally kissed Song Zhiwei on the lips: "Treasure."
"Fuck." Song Zhiwei opened his teeth slightly.
Love turned into desire.
Possessiveness turned into lust.
Cherish everything in front of you and turn it into desire.
Song Zhiwei's tailbone numb suddenly, and his cry was joyful and uncomfortable.
Han Lu kissed like crazy.
-
It's over.
Song Zhiwei lay on the bed panting slightly.
Han Lu pushed him: "Go take a bath."
Although it didn't make it to the end, even the clothes didn't come off clean.But his body was sweating a little, and his clothes were sticky and uncomfortable.
Song Zhiwei covered his eyes with his arms: "Go first, I'll lie down for a while."
Han Lu went as he said.
The moment the door was locked, Song Zhiwei sat up straight from the bed, and his hand slid down his back to touch his tailbone. --
lost in thought.
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