Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

"I know." Wei Xun rubbed Xiao Yi's cheek with his fingers, and replied calmly, "It's the music score and lyrics, it's just that you don't understand the music score, but you can use the lyrics as a play book to relieve your boredom."

"The first two are music scores and libretto..." Xiao Yi felt his cheeks burning in Wei Xun's arms, hating that Wei Xun could not see him, and he couldn't spread those books in front of Wei Xun. In the end, he was the only one who was ashamed, "The latter ...the next two volumes..."

What follows is amazing...

The net is some good stuff that "presses the bottom of the box".

Early in the morning, Xiao Yi heard his elder sister talking privately in the drunken workshop. Generally, when a boudoir girl gets married, her mother will put two picture albums at the bottom of the dowry box, instructing the young couple how to "harmonize with each other" .

And the booklet should be placed in the dowry of the woman, and it is also aimed at educating the daughter to serve her husband well after marriage.

But Xiao Yi was young after all at that time, he had heard it vaguely, knew it vaguely, but had never actually seen it.

Now I don't know where Wei Xun got this brochure, it's nothing more than a "press box bottom" erotic palace, anyway, there will be no women in this room now and in the future, but on the brochure...

Xiao Yi had heard the drama of Fen Tao and short sleeves, and once even hated the fact that a man is a woman and a woman is under others; but he has long accepted that his relationship with Wei Xun is no longer the same.

Not only did he accept this difference, but he was even addicted to it.

So far, the intimacy between him and Wei Xun has been an instinctive approach; but what happened between men is mostly from his half-knowledged hearing and imagination, and he has never actually seen it; In no mood……

In this booklet, the goodness of Longyang is clearly drawn...

It's fine if you understand, but you are the only one who "understands", and now the fire on your face is about to burn, but the "culprit" who is holding your own seems to be okay.

Seeing Wei Xun's innocent and calm face, a sly gleam flashed in Xiao Yi's perennially desolate Danfeng eyes; he thought mischievously, hooked Wei Xun's neck, and brought the ear to his lips. side.

While whispering intimately with Wei Xun, he rubbed the tip of his nose against Wei Xun's ear, intentionally or unintentionally, until he felt that the other's temperature was as hot as his own, and then he smiled smugly.

Wei Xun simply hugged him horizontally, walked to the bed and made a gesture to throw Xiao Yi on the bed, but the person in his arms was not afraid at all; Xiao Yi put his arms around Wei Xun's neck and rubbed the tip of his nose against Wei Xun flatteringly. Xun Xun's neck still couldn't help but burst out two laughs.

Feeling reluctant to throw him down again, Wei Xun gently put Xiao Yi on the couch in the end, but he still felt that this person was really...

Totally broken.

Wei Xun put him down, and heard Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing twice, he stretched out his hand and poked Xiao Yi's ribs, and waited until Xiao Yi was so itchy that he begged for mercy before giving up.

"Are you still laughing?" Wei Xun smiled.

"Seventh brother, don't do it..." Xiao Yi was very ticklish, twisted his body and hooked Wei Xun's neck flatteringly, "itch..."

Wei Xun stretched out his hand and gently tapped Xiao Yi's forehead, "Do you know you're afraid now?"

Xiao Yi was lying on the couch with his legs hanging out of the bed, Wei Xun knelt on the edge of the bed, bowed in front of Xiao Yi; Xiao Yi looked into Wei Xun's eyes, although he could no longer see the bright stars inside. , but he can always see himself in Wei Xun's eyes.

He hooked Wei Xun's neck and propped up his upper body slightly, and kissed Wei Xun's earlobe, "Don't be afraid."

Xiao Yi has always believed that Wei Xun's body is the smell of sunshine, while Wei Xun has always felt that Xiao Yi's body has a dark fragrance of ice and snow.

That special cold touch, accompanied by the scent of ice and snow between Xiao Yi's lips and teeth, slid along Wei Xun's earlobe and across his body, Xiao Yi saw Wei Xun's Adam's apple rolling unconsciously.

"Seventh Brother..."

Wei Xun heard Xiao Yi calling himself.

"Seventh Brother..."

Wei Xun felt Xiao Yi's hand on the belt around his waist.

Letting Xiao Yi's hand mess around, he raised his hand and came to the side of Xiao Yi's face.

His hand slid across Xiao Yi's forehead, then between the eyebrows, walked over the corners of the upturned eyes, and caressed the straight bridge of the nose; .

His hands copied the appearance of his lover in his heart.

That image separated from the figure in his mind, and rejoined again.

In the end it still coincides.

"It's so beautiful." Wei Xun trembled.

"If Seventh Brother likes it—" Xiao Yi turned his head and rubbed his cheek against Wei Xun's palm obediently, "From now on, I will only show it to you."

Wei Xun said with a smile, "I can't afford a golden house to hide my beauty."

"It's okay..." Xiao Yi's voice was filled with small but rapid gasps, "It's fine here."

Wherever there is you, I am willing to paint the ground as a prison.

It is said that Gentle Township is Hero Tomb.

The plain and comfortable time gently caresses the wrinkles of the years, heals the sores, forgets the pain, erases the hatred, and paralyzes the will.

Xiao Yiyi was not the only one who was drunk in the dream.

Wei Xun didn't dare to ask himself if he could really forget the soul that walked towards him alone, and he didn't dare to think about whether he could abandon the innocent young man who was once carried by him on his shoulders and hugged by his chest.

Because he can't.

He didn't dare to ask himself if he could forget the lonely souls of the Qinggang faction Manshan.

Because he dare not.

So it's not that he doesn't know who is in his arms——

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.

Xiao Yi is willing to die in a dream, so why is he unwilling to wake up in a moment of greed.

Forget the hatred, forget the loss, forget everything that is unforgivable.

Only drunk in the best dream in the world, no one wants to wake up.

Wei Xun felt his coat slipping at his feet, felt himself and Xiao Yi approaching, and could even clearly feel the most honest reaction from his body.

The author has something to say: Don’t blame me for being short.. I have to think about how to make the next plot meet everyone smoothly...

How about using "..."? (Top the pot and run away)