Bunny

After entering the door, Feng Qi threw the suitcase away and looked around at the surrounding infrastructure.

Zhou Yang chose the worst room for them, which was a simple bedroom. There was no toilet in this room, and there was no place to wash their hands. If they wanted to wash their hands or go to the toilet, they had to go to the big living room where Father Feng and Father Wen ate. solve.

Wen Zhuo is opening his own small suitcase, and is about to replace all the quilt covers with his own ones——Wen Zhuo’s skin is delicate, and his skin will develop rashes when using quilt covers that are not commonly used, so he usually prepares a set of self-contained ones for himself. , but when he took out the quilt cover to change, he found that Feng Qi was standing aside, looking at him intently.

Wen Zhuo suddenly realized something, he stopped changing the quilt cover, his ears were burning red, he stumbled out a sentence: "Ah, that, we are going to sleep together, the bed, the bed seems a bit small."

Hearing this, Feng Qi turned around the bed in a serious manner, nodded: "It's a little small, it's okay, I can go out and stay in a hotel."

Wen Zhuo's little face turned red all of a sudden, his fingers clenched the quilt tightly, and he held it in for a few seconds before he could say: "No need, I'm very small, and it takes up so much space to sleep at night. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to gesture for the seal, earnestly drawing a line on the bed.

At that time, it was just past eight o'clock in the evening, and the sky in S City was completely dark in the morning. There were dim lights in the room, and Wen Zhuo was facing Feng Qi sideways. When Feng Qi's eyes lowered, he could see Wen Zhuo The chubby side face, and his little pink lips, are gesturing to the bed, while gesticulating and thinking, from "the bed is big enough" to the fact that he doesn't kick the quilt at night, and he sleeps very well. He didn't feel that the people behind him were getting closer.

When he said a certain sentence, his waist suddenly tightened, Feng Qi hugged his waist from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "You want to sleep with me so much?"

Wen Zhuo's earlobe became hot, his head suddenly burned, and his body froze, his mind screamed "too fast, too fast, push him away, you can't do this", but his body honestly didn't want to move.

Wen Zhuo stood by the side of the love river, he stepped in with one foot, and fell down bit by bit with his whole body. He didn't see the seal for a whole week. Wen Zhuo's original vows were so awkward. All of it has been worn away by time, and what is left is all surging, boiling expectations, like boiled water, bubbling out.

I want to sleep with Feng Qi in my arms, I want to bury my face in Feng Qi's chest, I want to hear Feng Qi's heartbeat, I want to smell Feng Qi's smell, I want to talk to him, even if I sleep in such a small place, Even if there is only this small bed, it is enough for Wen Zhuo to sink into it, unable to extricate himself.

Wen Zhuo exhausted all his strength to squeeze out a small "um" from his throat.

Feng Qi pinched Wen Zhuo's waist slightly, but at a certain moment, he suddenly took half a step back and let go of Wen Zhuo.

"No way." Feng Qi's triangular eyes drooped slightly, as if thinking about something important, he shook his head seriously: "We can't sleep together yet."

Wen Zhuo's eyes widened in disbelief, and a "why" came out of his throat, and then he saw Feng Qi pressing the corners of his mouth with great effort, and said in a serious manner: "You haven't forgiven me yet, how can we sleep on the bed?" How about together?"

It took three seconds for Wen Zhuo's little head to realize that Feng Qi was making fun of him, he was ashamed and annoyed, he took the soft pillow on the bed and hit Feng Qi's face hard, Feng Qi didn't hide , Pressing Wen Zhuo, he pressed on the bed, and the two of them fell on the bed with a "bang", making a "creak" sound on the thin wooden bed.

Feng Qi pressed the back of his head, pressed him on the bed and kissed him, the long-lost kiss was full of hot temperature, the young man's love was too hot and hot, he couldn't spit it out from his thin lips, so he could only hold it on the tip of his tongue, hiding it In the eyes, between the fingers, at the moment of contact between the two parties, those loves exploded like fireworks, blowing up their rationality, and let the two innocent teenagers immerse themselves in a surging love In, overwhelmed by each other's love.

"Is it okay?" After the kiss was over, Wen Zhuo was out of breath, his eyes were glistening, Feng Qi's hand was holding his two hands, and Feng Qi's lips were pressed against his ear and asked him hoarsely: "Wen Zhuo, is it alright?"

Wen Zhuo's little head started to heat up, and he walked back and forth on the edge of the shutdown, vaguely thinking of something, and suddenly began to resist: "No, no."

His little round face was as red as a boiled crab, probably aware of something, he began to push the seal: "You, you better go out and find a hotel to stay."

Feng Qi patiently rubbed Wen Zhuo's little head, from the top of his head to the back of his neck, pinched the fleshy little flesh on the back of Wen Zhuo's neck, and coaxed him patiently: "It's not until the end, it's like that day Same."

Wen Zhuo's head was completely burnt down, remembering what happened that day, Wen Zhuo felt that his body suddenly became dry, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

"No, no, my dad and the others—" Wen Zhuo's voice was thin and small, coming out of his throat tremblingly. Before he could finish speaking, he was beaten by Feng Qi holding his lips. broken.

"Uncle won't come over." Feng Qi had already stripped off Wen Zhuo's shoes at some point, he and Wen Zhuo squeezed onto the bed together, the weight of the two of them made the thin double bed "creak", Feng Qi Qi pressed Wen Zhuo into his arms, lifted the quilt, and stuffed them both into the quilt.

In this square inch, Feng Qi's heavy breathing and accelerated heartbeat directly hit Wen Zhuo's face, Wen Zhuo's wet hand was grabbing the corner of Feng Qi's clothes, and Feng Qi's hand was dangerously pressed against Wen Zhuo's. On his waist, in the darkness, Wen Zhuo heard Feng Qi's hoarse voice: "Baby, can you help me?"

Wen Zhuo was coaxed by Feng Qi, moved his wet palms, and pressed Feng Qi's fiery breath.

That night, the little rabbit was struggling in the muddy swamp, ups and downs in the waves of the love river, under the square-inch quilt, the breath of the two sprayed on each other's face, and the hands of the two were also clasped together, sealing the contract iron He made up his mind to ask Wen Zhuo to help him, but if Wen Zhuo couldn't help him, he refused to let go of Wen Zhuo. In the end, he forced Wen Zhuo to cry, biting the pillow towel and begging him, before he let go.

Wen Zhuo didn't even know when the charming scene would end. He tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, although he only took a small bite and didn't eat it all in one breath, but he was still tossed and left with only one breath, and closed his eyes He fell asleep directly, and the rest of the mess was cleaned up by the seal.

Wen Zhuo slept until the next morning. When he woke up, he was huddled into a ball, wrapped in a thick quilt, and felt warm under the quilt. He turned over in the quilt, and found that the bed board was a bit tight. Hard, he rubbed his eyes and opened them, and what he saw was the bedroom clearly illuminated by the sun.

The dilapidated wardrobe, the mottled ceiling, the hard bed under him, the Zhou family, the seal, last night - the seal was not there, he was the only one in the bedroom.

What happened last night suddenly came to his head, Wen Zhuo buried his head in the bed, silently kicked his feet twice in the bed, then clenched his right hand into a fist and stuffed it under the pillow, not daring to take it come out.

When Feng Qi came in from the door, he saw the bumps in the little quilt, Wen Zhuo didn't know what to do inside, kicked up the little quilt, Feng Qi walked in silently, lifted the quilt Open the quilt, and harvest a little rabbit with frightened ears.

Under the early morning sun, Feng Qi was wearing a black jacket, squatting on the side of the bed, rubbing Wen Zhuo's little head twice, his slightly cool hand was about to touch Wen Zhuo's body, and was kicked and beaten by Wen Zhuo kicked back.

Wen Zhuo's whole body became embarrassing. He took the quilt and wrapped himself tightly, buried his face in the quilt, as if he was embarrassed to see others, only the top of his head was exposed, and there were two wisps. The fine, shredded hair came out, trembling with Wen Zhuo's movements, and the rest was hidden under the quilt, refusing to show Feng Qi.

Feng Qi stretched out two fingers, held the two strands of hair and pinched them gently, and said with a smile while pinching: "I'm going to get up, it's already eight o'clock."

Wen Zhuo groaned in the quilt, refusing to come out when he said anything, until Feng Qi's hand got under the quilt, he sat up wrapped in the quilt, pushed Feng Qi's hand while sitting up, and then wrapped the quilt tightly , like a little rabbit guarding against thieves, refusing to let Feng Qi take a step forward.

Feng Qi is too bad a bastard, last night... Anyway, Feng Qi will never let Feng Qi touch him today!

The little rabbit is wrapped in a quilt, covering the upper body, but the little feet are exposed from the quilt, and the flesh is bent in an arc, stepping on the quilt, the eyes of the seal are scratched from Wen Zhuo's head to Wen Zhuo's. He stared at Wen Zhuo's feet for two seconds.

Wen Zhuo's whole body is covered with flesh, especially on his feet. The soles of his feet are very soft and thick, and the feeling of pinching them should be——

"Feng Qi!" Wen Zhuo was wrapping up the quilt, he didn't notice for a while, his feet felt cold, Feng Qi didn't know when he held his feet in his hands and pinched them.

What kind of person is this? Pinching someone's feet!

"Don't move." Compared with Wen Zhuo's shyness, the seal was much more serious. He pulled out Wen Zhuo's socks from Wen Zhuo's backpack on one side, and then clamped Wen Zhuo's leg with his knees, not letting him Wen Zhuo withdrew and opened the socks while saying, "I'll help you put them on."

Wen Zhuo wrapped himself in the quilt, the joy in his heart was almost overflowing, he suppressed his embarrassment, curled up his five little toes, and let Feng Qi take out the socks and put them on for him.

Compared to Wen Zhuo who didn't dare to lift his head, Feng Qi looked much calmer. After putting Wen Zhuo's foot on, he let it go and patted the bed.

The little rabbit in the quilt slowly stretched out another one.

Feng Qi let out a low laugh, grabbed Wen Zhuo's ankle when he was putting on socks for Wen Zhuo, and pulled Wen Zhuo towards him like a villain. Angrily kicking Feng Qi, Feng Qi grabbed Wen Zhuo's feet and began to scratch Wen Zhuo's soles, Wen Zhuo was so scratched that he dodged back and forth, the two of them were arguing, when the door of the house was suddenly pushed open.

"How long are you two going to dawdle, have breakfast—" Zhou Yang froze on the spot as soon as he pushed the door open.

In the room, Wen Zhuo fell on the double bed, wrapped in a thick quilt, lying on the bed and giggling, Feng Qi stood beside the bed, holding Wen Zhuo's ankle, holding Wen Zhuo's sock in one hand, It looked like he was playing with Wen Zhuo.

But no matter how you look at this picture, it makes people feel——

Zhou Yang had goosebumps.

It's not that he hasn't fought with his peers before, but when he fights with his friends, he always hits each other's heads with his fists and calls each other his sons, like Feng Qi and Wen Zhuo. Playing around, I always feel that the air is sticky.

"En." The moment the door was pushed open, Feng Qi put down Wen Zhuo's foot, regained his senses, blocked Wen Zhuo, met Zhou Yang's sight, and said calmly, "Got it, we'll go out right away." .”

Although Feng Qi's posture was still very calm, but Zhou Yang felt the faint repulsion from Feng Qi, he took half a step back as if he was a little upset, slammed the door, and shouted "Hurry up" through the door, and then Shaking the goosebumps on his arms all the way, he walked quickly to the living room.

When Zhou Yang arrived in the living room, the guests had already sat down at the table. His father glanced at him from a distance and asked him, "Where are Feng Qi and Wen Zhuo? Didn't you ask someone to come over?"

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that you should tell yourself to call, why do you ask me to do it every day, but Zhou Yang didn't dare to say this, so he sat down on the chair and casually replied, "I'm getting dressed".

Wen's father frowned when he heard that, Feng Qi's child had the habit of running in the morning, got up very early, and even met Wen's father, which meant that the one wearing clothes could only be Wen Zhuo.

Wen's father was very competitive, and when his son was compared, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and the expression on his face also sank.

As soon as Wen Zhuo followed Feng Qi into the door, he noticed that his father's air pressure was not right, but he didn't think too much about it, so he sat down with Feng Qi for dinner.

Auntie Zhou’s craftsmanship is good. She has made flowers like steamed buns. It’s a pity that Wen Zhuo only likes meat and rice, and has no interest in pasta such as steamed buns. Holding a steamed bun, he chewed in small bites.

While Wen Zhuo was chewing steamed buns, he heard Zhou's father chatting with Feng's father about the cross-country race. From the tone of voice, it seemed that Zhou Yang and Feng Qi were going to participate together.

Wen Zhuo had vaguely heard of this competition before, but he hadn't inquired too much about it, and his father had never mentioned it to him. He listened to a few words at the dinner table, then turned around and asked Feng Qi: "This competition , is that the one you signed up for in City S?"

"Yeah." Feng Qi saw that Wen Zhuo didn't seem to be interested in breakfast or the people here. After thinking about it, he took an egg for Wen Zhuo, cracked it open, peeled the skin, and put the rolling white egg into Wen Zhuo. into his bowl, and whispered in his ear: "Eat something, I will take you to the ski resort later, and take you out for hot pot at noon."

Find a place to go around, far away from this place, the little rabbit should be happier.

As soon as Wen Zhuo heard about hot pot, Wen Zhuo's foodie soul exploded instantly, and the steamed buns in his hand immediately became stale. He blinked and looked suspiciously at Feng Qi.

The elders are all there, how can they let them go out to eat by themselves?

In Wen Zhuo's memory, the Chinese New Year is to have a group of people stay together all the time, and they can't go anywhere.

"Uncle Zhou." Feng Qi raised the corner of his mouth at Wen Zhuo, then raised his eyes to look at Zhou's father, and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a good dog farm near you. I want to go and see it today."

Zhou's father fully agreed, and turned around to order Zhou Yang: "It's just right, let Zhou Yang accompany you, he always goes there to watch the dog, he knows him well."

Zhou Yang pouted noncommittally, but didn't speak.

After breakfast, Feng Qi successfully took Wen Zhuo out with Zhou Yang with the excuse of "watching the dog". However, after Zhou Yang left the courtyard, he didn't bother to pretend to be a child anymore, so he just said "a native of the dog farm" I know where it is, you can take a taxi yourself", then turned around and left.

Feng Qi and Wen Zhuo didn't care about Zhou Yang either. Feng Qi had come to S city to sign up before, and he had almost remembered the way, so he took Wen Zhuo's hand and prepared to go out to find a place, and took Wen Zhuo out to have fun.

Anyway, he was impatient to stay here with a bunch of old men, and it sounded like they were bragging about the past.

On the other hand, Zhou Yang, after getting rid of the two of them, he was a little afraid that the two of them would sue his father. He didn't know about the seal, but Wen Zhuo was a complainer when he was a child, and he always liked to sue adults. His father also took care of it because of this. he.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yang looked back uneasy, and saw Feng Qi holding Wen Zhuo's hand to drive the car parked outside the courtyard.

This car is Feng Qi's own Hummer. It is tall and big. It seems to have been modified. It is full of power. Zhou Yang envied him for a long time. There is no boy who doesn't like Hummer, but unfortunately his father would never buy it for him.

His father would rather let him go to the construction site to move bricks to earn some broken money and spend it on his own. It is called training children in the name of training, but in fact it is considered stingy.

Zhou Yang saw that Feng Qi opened the door for Wen Zhuo, patted Wen Zhuo on the back and sent Wen Zhuo into the car, and helped Wen Zhuo put on the co-pilot's seat belt, and then stepped directly into the car with his long legs. in the car.

Zhou Yang stared at their leaving backs, and frowned suspiciously.

He recalled the scene he saw in the room in the morning, Feng Qi grabbed Wen Zhuo's feet and put on socks for Wen Zhuo.

Between friends... this is too close, isn't it?

But Feng Qi and Wen Zhuo didn't notice at all, after they got into the car, Feng Qi drove Wen Zhuo out.

Wen Zhuo became dizzy after getting into the car, and he leaned on the seat and didn't want to move. Feng Qi could see that he was uncomfortable, so he tried to drive the car as steadily as possible.

After driving for about half an hour, the car stopped with a "creak". Wen Zhuo opened his eyes, and saw Feng Qi walking to his car door, helping him open the door, and then hugging him off the passenger seat.

Wen Zhuo: ...the long-lost treatment is back.

He seemed to have suddenly thought of what happened at the closed training base before. Feng Qi always liked to carry him away, as if his legs were just for display.

When Wen Zhuo fell to the ground, he realized that the seal had brought him to a ski resort.

There were not many people in the ski resort in the morning, and there were only dozens of people here and there scattered in the huge ski resort, making the crowd seem sparse.

It was the first time for Wen Zhuo to go to this kind of place. He had never skied before, and Feng Qi took him all the way to buy equipment and change shoes. Feng Qi also bought him gloves, and then took Wen Zhuo there. up the ski slopes.

Wen Zhuo was clumsy, holding a cane in both hands and stepping on skis on his feet, walking in the ski resort like a penguin.

This ski resort is not big, there are only three snow mountains in total, and they are still man-made. There is a conveyor belt at the foot of the mountain. If you want to slide down from it, you have to step on the conveyor belt and then dive directly.

"This is a man-made ski resort, suitable for beginners to learn. I will take you to a special ski resort in the future." When Feng Qi took Wen Zhuo up on the conveyor belt, he said in a casual tone, giving Wen Zhuo a feeling of "" Skiing is easy" illusion.

Wen Zhuo held a cane in his hand, and was eager to try.

Feng Qi followed behind him, occasionally talking to him about how to ski and how to play. They were dressed too thickly in winter, and they were both on skis. They walked like two big ducks, unable to support each other. Walking together, only one in front and one in the back.

When they stood on the snow slope and looked down, Wen Zhuo realized how big the slope was. He licked his lips nervously, then looked at the seal next to him, and let the seal go down first: "Go down, I will Follow you."

It was just after ten o'clock in the morning, Feng Qi adjusted his direction and posture, and rushed down with a "huh".

Wen Zhuo's eyes glowed, he imitated the seal and set his posture, like a little rooster taking off, rushed down behind the seal with a "huh".

When rushing down, his body was a little out of control due to acceleration. The feeling was a bit like riding in a car. The wind brushed against his ears, and the feeling of blowing his hair was very comfortable, but it was more exciting than riding in a car. He could fly at any time. Even when he got up, he could fall down at any time, this feeling of walking on the wire made Wen Zhuo's heart beat faster.

But this feeling lasted no more than a dozen seconds, maybe even only five or six seconds, and Wen Zhuo lost control. He screamed and fell to the ground, and rolled several times on the snow, the skis on his feet were numb. The pestle fell into the snow, the pestle flew away, and the walking stick was lost. His face was buried in the snow, and a chill ran down his neck. His eyes were also covered with snow. Burning hurriedly took off his gloves to get it.

When Wen Zhuo fell, Feng Qi heard some movement, but it was not easy to control his direction on the snow, he took a little effort to stand still, then simply took off the skis from his feet, and walked back on the slope.

When Feng Qi arrived, Wen Zhuo's eyes were covered with ice tears, and he was rubbing them, when suddenly his face became hot.

Feng Qi didn't know when he came over, half-kneeling beside him, covering Wen Zhuo's eyes with his hands, his hands were hot, Wen Zhuo's eyes felt much more comfortable, and even his fighting spirit was aroused.

He picked up the cane again, put on the skis, his little face was flushed from the cold, and excitedly pulled the seal and slid down again.

Feng Qi tossed and tossed with Wen Zhuo, and in the end, both of them couldn't toss it anymore. After another fall, they both fell in the snow, looking up at the sky, the clouds, and the people lying beside them.

In the midday sun, under the blue sky, the two boys lay in the snow, kissing each other against the sun, the hot temperature seemed to melt the snow.

None of them noticed that in the far corner, someone was facing them, and with a "click", a photo was taken.