After crossing, I was with the campus male god

I don't know whether Yan Ling'an is pretending to be drunk or really drunk.

Chu Muya sighed, put his arms around his waist, and patted his back: "I see, let's go back."

Yan Ling'an firmly grasped Chu Muya's hand, interlocking his fingers.

There was an intoxicating smile in his eyes, and his voice was low: "Mumu, you don't know anything, I want to say those four words to you a hundred times every day."

The corners of Chu Muya's lips rose a little: "Then tell me, I'll listen."

"Then can I exchange one hundred sentences for you?" Yan Ling'an asked.

Chu Muya was stunned for a moment, then "tsk": "Then you owe 98 sentences."

Yan Ling'an was confused in his mind: "?"

The two went back to the dormitory together, and Chu Muya helped Yan Lingan to the bedside, not so much as a help, but rather as being dragged to the bedside by Yan Lingan.

He behaved too normally, not like a drunk person at all.

Just thinking about the last time, Chu Muya was even more convinced that Yan Lingan was indeed drunk.

Chu Muya pursed his lips, a little displeased: "I'm going to take a bath, you can clean up by yourself."

Yan Ling'an sat by the bed, and he didn't know what picture suddenly appeared in his mind. He reached out and grabbed Chu Muya's wrist, and dragged his little boyfriend onto the bed.

"What's the matter?" Chu Muya frowned.

He was pushed against the head of the bed by Yan Lingan, and he couldn't even run away.

Yan Ling'an licked her lower lip uncertainly, her eyes flickering: "Mu Mu, I seem to remember something."

"What?" he asked.

Yan Ling'an came over with a little smell of alcohol, and gently pinched his chin with his hands, his voice was a little low, as if coaxing: "I'll tell you after a kiss."

Chu Muya bent his eyes and smiled lightly. Just as he was about to speak, his wine-smelling lips pressed against him. With a scorching breath, he completely enveloped him with an undeniable attitude.

Chu Muya's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes.

He couldn't refuse to feast on Ling An.

The touch on the lips was a little tentative and restrained, and Yan Lingan's careful kiss was more gentle and intoxicating than ever.

Then, Yan Ling'an put his other hand between the wall and the back of Chu Muya's head, and pressed him hard into his palm.

There is a trace of irresistible brutality, but also a trace of rational tenderness.

Yan Ling'an was no longer satisfied with superficial touch, he opened Chu Muya's teeth with the tip of his tongue, and drove straight in.

Chu Muya seemed to have lingering fears about the last kiss, and wanted to turn his head away, but was gently stroked on the cheek by the other party.

Yan Ling'an's voice was breathless: "Mu Mu, if you move around again, I will bite you again."

Chu Muya was taken aback: "Do you remember?"

Yan Ling'an withdrew for a short while, touching his forehead, the light in his eyes was like a grand fireworks: "Mu Mu, I like you."

Chu Muya pursed his lips, without saying a word, he put his hand on Yan Ling'an's neck, and leaned over to stick it on his lips.

At that moment, Yan Ling'an was awake and in a daze, he lowered his head, and probed into the other's mouth with ease.

Chu Muya's scalp was numb from the kiss, and he tentatively flinched but was kissed even harder.

The other party's hand had already penetrated along the hem of the school uniform, and it was clasped around his waist, refusing to let it go.

Yan Ling'an's fingers were covered with calluses from long-term exercise, which made Chu Muya's whole body covered with bumps.

There was a layer of water on Chu Muya's kissed lips: "...Don't touch me."

He was sitting on the head of the bed by Yan Lingan, unable to move.

Yan Ling'an had an innocent face: "Mu Mu, I'm drunk."

"Ok?"

"That's why I don't understand what you're talking about." Yan Ling'an continued to pretend to be confused and blinked.

Chu Muya took a deep breath, he felt that Yan Lingan was playing hooliganism.

He rolled his eyes, Yan Lingan leaned on his shoulder, smiled foolishly, and then bit his earlobe.

Chu Muya took two heavy breaths and unconsciously dodged.

Just as Yan Ling'an was about to let go of him, he glanced at a place where Chu Muya was half-up, and couldn't help but breathe a little harder: "Mu Mu, why are you so sensitive."

Although the feeling was not particularly strong, Chu Muya felt it in an instant.

His whole body became hot, his eyes were closed in embarrassment, and his ears were red. He didn't want to admit that he was too sensitive: "It's not that I'm sensitive, it's because I was touched by you."

Yan Ling'an's throat tightened for a while, and he couldn't suppress the swearing for a moment: "Damn it."

He didn't expect that not only did he not throw the pot away, but he also got Yan Lingan's more ferocious kiss.

Like a tiger groaning out of a scorpion.

After the kiss was over, Chu Muya felt even stronger, and his breathing was a little short: "Go away, I'm going to the bathroom."

Yan Ling'an's eyes were burning, and his voice was extremely dry: "Mu Mu, let me help you."

"Ah?" Chu Muya didn't understand what he meant for a moment, until the other party untied his zipper.

Chu Muya gasped, "Get lost."

Yan Ling'an kissed him and started to fight, Chu Muya soon lost the ability to resist at all.

That feeling was too strange, but when he thought that the other party was Yan Ling'an, he felt ashamed and longed for more.

He sobbed against Yan Ling'an's shoulder, and his hot and rapid breathing fell on the other's neck.

Yan Ling'an wanted to hear his voice scratching his ears, so he lied to him: "Mu Mu, what if I forget tomorrow morning?"

Chu Muya was taken aback: "Get lost."

If Yan Ling'an really forgot, he probably would never forgive.

Yan Ling'an squeezed twice more, coaxing: "I'm just joking, I will definitely remember it clearly this time."

Chu Muya felt even more ashamed.

When the embankment was about to burst, Chu Muya buried himself on Yan Lingan's shoulder, his voice could not be suppressed at all, Yan Lingan leaned forward to kiss him, and the two breathed together.

Yan Ling'an took a few pieces of paper from the small bedside table to wipe her hands, bowed her head and kissed him tenderly.

It took a long time for Chu Muya to recover.

Yan Ling'an rubbed his hair: "I'll take a shower first."

Chu Muya's gaze slowly focused, turned to look at Yan Ling'an, and only after a while did he propose, "How about...let me help you?"

Yan Ling'an's eyes immediately darkened several times, and he turned around with difficulty: "No, no."

He will go crazy.

At the party in the evening, he didn't have a drink at all, but suddenly remembered some clips of the New Year in the hotel, so he simply took the opportunity to act like a baby with Chu Muya and eat tofu.

He never thought about having a relationship with Chu Muya before graduation.

It's just that if this continues, he will definitely lose control.

Chu Muya shouted, with a bit of laziness in his tone, and more of a cold one: "Come here."

Obviously he was very angry.

Yan Ling'an walked back to the bed from the bathroom door in desperation.

Alcohol, coupled with Chu Muya's stimulation just now, Yan Ling'an had already felt it, and he couldn't think any more because of the evil thoughts.

Chu Muya said that he wanted to help, but in fact he didn't even have much experience in giving himself. He imitated Yan Ling'an's method to trap him just now, and heard Yan Ling'an gasp.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Yan Ling'an stretched out her hand to wrap his hand, her voice was hoarse: "I'll teach you."

……

Chu Muya switched hands before everything ended.

After washing up, Yan Ling'an moved to Chu Muya's bed to sleep together. Just now, his bed was dirty when the two of them cosplayed Fire Baby and Water Baby.

Chu Muya was sleeping inside facing the wall, Yan Lingan put his arms around him from behind after turning off the light, and kissed the back of his neck: "Mu Mu, I like you."

"Ah."

"I like you, I like you, I like you..."

Chu Muya raised his hand and gave him a hammer: "Sleep, I have class tomorrow."

Yan Lingan smiled: "Tomorrow weekend, what class do you have?"

Chu Muya was indifferent to his ridicule: "Don't sleep and get lost."

Yan Ling'an could only sigh: "Good night."

It was very hot in June in Ningcheng, the windows had not been opened in the house, and there was someone close behind him, Chu Muya was almost woken up by the heat.

Thinking of what happened last night, he was completely autistic.

Just as he was about to move, Yan Lingan behind him also came to his senses. The two looked at each other. The person behind him smiled and kissed him on the cheek: "Mu Muzao."

"Morning." Chu Muya remained calm, "Get out, it's too hot."

Yan Ling'an didn't expect Chu Muya to turn his face and deny anyone after one night, so he got out of bed and made room for him in doubt: "Mu Mu, you...do you still remember what happened last night?"

Chu Muya got out of bed to wash up: "What happened?"

Yan Ling'an instantly felt that the world had collapsed. He forgot last time, and this time Chu Muya forgot, so why don't you play with him like this: "???" He followed Chu Muya to the sink, and for a moment At a loss for words, "Mumu, you... I... I don't care, you have to be responsible for me, for the rest of your life!"

Chu Muya looked at him from the mirror, his eyes were stained with a smile: "I don't remember, let's talk about it when I think about it."

Yan Ling'an didn't miss Chu Muya's shallow smile, and also smiled: "Then let me help you with the review? Chu's grades are so good, so he should have a good memory, right?"

As he spoke, he gestured to reach out.

"Get out!" Chu Muya didn't expect him to be so shameless, and hit him with his elbow.

Yan Ling'an took advantage of her mouth, and also took the toiletries to wash up with a smile.

There was no class on Saturday, and the two of them stayed together for half a day to do their homework and have dinner. Yan's mother sent Yan Ling'an a message before dinner, saying that she had something to tell him and let him go back.

Yan Ling'an had no choice but to go home.

In fact, after Yan's mother moved out, Yan Ling'an more or less guessed something, although the excuse was to go a little further away from the dessert shop, but Yan's mother would never go back.

Yan Ling'an hopes that Yan's mother can go back, and hopes that her parents can restore the previous relationship, but at the same time, she thinks that Yan's mother is very nice and happy.

He struggled and struggled.

When passing by the cake shop, Yan Ling'an specially brought some sweet slices for Yan's mother.

She didn't go to the store today, she cooked food at home and waited for Ling An to have dinner with her.

"Mom! I'm back!" Yan Ling'an opened the door and shouted.

Yanmu came out of the kitchen with corn rib soup and smiled: "You're back? Go wash your hands, dinner is ready."

"Okay, mom, I bought you a cheesecake, you can taste it, if it's delicious, steal a teacher to our store and let Master Wang learn from it."

Yan Ling'an used the words "come back" and "our family" from the beginning to the end, and Yan's mother was both happy and sad.

After eating, Yanmu's eyebrows were full of guilt: "An'an, mom is going to divorce your dad."