Thunder can't catch fire

This summer, Zhou Yan enjoyed two full months of summer vacation with Professor Han Zheng.He was always lazy, playing games every day in an air-conditioned room. Han Zheng would occasionally accompany him to fight a game or two, and mostly read professional and non-professional books.

Han Zheng was very serious when he was reading, and his eyes were fixed. When he was thinking, he frowned slightly. Zhou Yan often looked back at him when GameOver appeared. Looking at him from this angle, the lines of Han Zheng's facial features were particularly distinct, and the jaw line was beautiful and smooth. Looking at Zhou Yan makes his heart itch, although he knows that he will be angry if he disturbs him, he still can't help reaching out to touch his chin.

The result is the prickly stubble.

Han Zheng was still engrossed in the book, let him fuss and ignored him, Zhou Yan had no choice but to stand up and lean over and whisper in his ear, "Brother Zheng, it's time for you to shave."

Han Zheng's eyes froze when he heard the words, he turned to look at him and asked, "Will you shave for me?"

"Okay! My technique is pretty good!" Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes with a smile, "It must be cleaner than your electric razor!"

Zhou Yan always shaves with a manual razor, and every few days Han Zheng can see his chin covered with balls of foam, holding up the razor and moving carefully towards the mirror in the bathroom.This guy always likes to show off how good his skills are, and looks down on Han Zheng's electric razor.

Han Zheng knew that Zhou Yan had been coveting his chin for a long time, and he wanted to shave it himself, but he felt that it was not safe to shave it manually, so he never agreed.Zhou Yan wasn't happy yet, feeling that he didn't trust him.

Han Zheng didn't know how he got the hang of it today. Zhou Yan was overjoyed and pulled him into the bathroom. He ordered him to wash his face first, then blotted the moisture on his face with a facial tissue, then squeezed a lump of shaving cream and added A drop of shaving oil was rubbed with folded palms, and then wiped on Han Zheng's chin.

The clear smell of shaving cream permeated the air, the same smell that Zhou Yan smelled on Zhou Yan's face this morning.

Zhou Yan washed the razor, then raised it under Han Zheng's right cheek, and stroked it lightly.

"You be careful."

At this time, Han Zheng still didn't forget to warn him, Zhou Yan pressed his head, "Don't talk, don't move your head, or I won't take the blame if I scratch it."

Han Zheng shut up obediently.People are knives and I am fish, he can only choose to believe in Zhou Yan's technology.

Zhou Yan held half of his face with his left hand, and moved the razor carefully with his right hand, his fingertips were cold, but the air he breathed out was scorching hot.His face is only a few inches away from Han Zheng. I don't know if it's because Zhou Yan has lived in the countryside with fresh air and no pollution for several years. In the past, I still couldn't find a single pore.

Zhou Yan didn't realize that Han Zheng was looking at him at all, the drooping eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and Han Zheng's Adam's apple gurgled.

"You're done!" Just as Han Zheng began to speak, Zhou Yan suddenly let go of him, looked at Han Zheng who was a little stunned, and said, "Wash your face again!"

Before shaving, Han Zheng washed his face by himself, so at this moment he also took it for granted that Zhou Yan let him do it by himself, but after he finished saying that, he actually put down the razor in his hand and pressed his razor from behind. At the back of his neck, he turned on the faucet and touched his face, then pressed towards the faucet.

Zhou Yan's well-proportioned hand caressed his smooth chin. It was obviously a pure and loving face-washing action, but Zhou Yan didn't know if it was intentional, but he used his fingertips to rub his chin with moderate strength. Zheng closed his eyes tightly and thought about it blindly, and when he thought about it, he lost his mind.

Zhou Yan originally wanted to say "It's almost finished washing", but he, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly held his hand, straightened up, turned around and pressed him against the wall, Han Zheng's chin still A little bit of foam remained, and the water on his face trickled down the bridge of his straight nose, over the tip of his nose, lips and chin, and finally gathered into a drop on his chin, which just got into his white T-shirt.

Han Zheng's Adam's apple moved again, and the grip on Zhou Yan's wrists became stronger again. His gaze was fixed on Zhou Yan, as if there was a fire inside.

Zhou Yan is now a bundle of parched firewood, just a little -- "bang", and it will catch fire.

Han Zheng lowered his head, first kissed his forehead, his wet lips moved down, and then buried his face in Zhou Yan's beautiful shoulder.

Han Zheng's right hand loosened, and then ran down dishonestly, lightly touching Zhou Yan's sweatpants.

Zhou Yan shuddered all over, grunted like a little beast, and called Han Zheng in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Zheng."

Han Zheng was in high spirits when he opened his mouth and gnawed on Zhou Yan's collarbone.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Big brother in society!It turned out to be a dog?

Hearing Zhou Yan sob in pain, Han Zheng couldn't help chuckling: "Are you afraid?"

It couldn't be more obvious what he meant.

They have been living together for almost two months now, and the two good-blooded young men just cover the quilt and chat innocently every night, counting the stars on the ceiling.

Han Zheng couldn't bear it, Zhou Yan couldn't bear it, but they both endured and didn't puncture the window paper.

What they were enduring, neither of them knew.

But what should come will always come.

"Not afraid."

Han Zheng's left hand also loosened. He raised his head, looked at Zhou Yan with his scarlet eyes covered with mist, and asked hesitantly, "Have you...have you ever..."

"No." The smile on Zhou Yan's face was clean and extraordinary, "It's okay, Brother Zheng."

I forgot who turned off the faucet in the bathroom in a hurry, the crisp smell of shaving cream spread from the inside to the outside, the temperature of the air conditioner was still too high, the cold air was blown directly on the skin, and it became very hot in an instant.

The cicadas chirping outside the window one after another, the game in the room always stays at that level, the background music is played over and over again, Han Zheng has a strong sense of rhythm, and he can always step on that point accurately...

Zhou Yan yawned, slowly sat up and looked at Han Zheng who was sitting cross-legged on the ground playing games, picked up a pillow and threw it at it.

The villain on the screen vomited blood and died in a second.

Han Zheng turned his head and smiled at Zhou Yan: "Are you awake, rookie?"

The word "rookie" was said countless times by Han Zheng during this period of time. Zhou Yan blushed and said in a hoarse voice, "Shameless." After speaking, he lowered his head and started playing with his mobile phone. Just thinking of some unspeakable scenes before, I was so dry.

Han Zheng stood up, went to sit next to him, and patted his head: "Your physical fitness is too poor, which seriously affects the quality of life." Zhou Yan raised his head abruptly when he heard this, and stared at him unconvinced—even though he knew what he said was wrong. fault.He was really ashamed,

After taking a bath, I was so tired that I couldn't say a word, but I just fell asleep in broad daylight.

But Han Zheng is too direct!

"From tomorrow onwards, I will be responsible for training you. Give me three months, and I won't charge you if you don't get results."

Zhou Yan frowned, and stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, but Han Zheng restrained him, and looked at him with a funny face: "What are you thinking, I'm talking about serious training. When we were in Inner Mongolia, our superiors I have learned the routines of training recruits, and they are extremely efficient, and the little boy who was like a weak chicken before becomes a burly man every two months."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Zhou Yan thought about his muscular appearance... No, it's too ugly.

Han Zheng didn't want to get too used to Zhou Yan, the two of them always took turns cooking for the past two months, and it was Zhou Yan's turn today, Han Zheng felt sorry for him being too tired and told him not to do it.Zhou Yan was amused, thinking that Han Zheng's conscience had found out that he wanted to do it himself, but he didn't expect that his next sentence would be: "Let's go out to eat."

The two hadn't left this area for a long time, and it was the first time they drove to the city after returning from watching Qin Feifei at Zhaozhao.Seeing Han Zheng put a folder in the back seat of the car, Zhou Yan understood that he didn't just want to take him out to start a small stove, there must be something wrong.

Zhou Yan had heard from Qin Feifei before that Han Zheng was very busy, and there were a lot of messy things in the school on weekdays. He also cared about the students very much. If anything happened, he and his old uncle rushed to clean up the mess.The leaders above valued him very much and gave him a lot of opportunities, so even when he was on vacation, he was mostly working overtime.

It's unusual to be out of work for a while.

The car was driving on a rugged mountain road, bumping up and down.

Zhou Yan glanced back at the folder secretly, and said casually, "Brother Zheng, when does your school start?"

Han Zheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Why do you ask this?"

It's not about how long you can stay with me...

Zhou Yan smiled: "Just ask."

"Fake." An oncoming car's tires slipped and almost hit him. Han Zheng turned the steering wheel urgently and managed to save the car without missing a beat.He turned his head to look at Zhou Yan, and then said, "Can't bear to part with me?"

"Ah..." Zhou Yan opened his mouth and remained silent.

Han Zheng was proud in his heart, but he still didn't show anything on his face, he tensed up and pretended to be cool.

Han Zheng wanted to go back to school, so he parked his car in the parking lot of a shopping center outside the west gate, asked Zhou Yan to go to the supermarket to buy the vegetables for tomorrow, then find a coffee shop to sit at, and then walk back to school by himself.

Zhou Yan finished shopping for groceries after shopping for 10 minutes, then pushed the shopping cart to find an open dessert shop and sat down, ordered a milkshake, and frowned as soon as he took a sip.

What is this sweet like...

The waiter in the store was very knowledgeable, and immediately came to ask him if there was something wrong with the drink. Zhou Yan replied honestly that it was too sweet. The little girl apologized repeatedly and offered to make him a new drink.

It took half an hour to finish that cup.Zhou Yan's phone turned off automatically when it ran out of battery. He felt that he was so stupid just sitting there, so he simply stood up and paid the bill.

As a result, as soon as he turned around after paying the bill, he saw Luo Yujing who was staring at him five meters in front of him. He had seen the woman standing next to her, and she should be Luo Jinfeng's wife.The last time we met, I was still pregnant like a puffed up cockroach. It had been several months after giving birth, and my body hadn’t recovered yet. I was pushing a cart with a confused look on my face. I looked at Luo Yujing for a while, and for a while Look at Zhou Yan.

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