I married a bamboo horse

After eating and drinking, Wen Youxing dragged his schoolbag back to his room.

When he walked to the door of the room, he found that Song Ziqian had followed him up. He looked puzzled, "What are you doing here?" Song Ziqian replied without any ups and downs, "Sleep."

...

"No... no, you don't go home to sleep, why come here to share a bed with me?" Wen Youxing blocked Song Ziqian's way, not allowing him to enter his room.

Song Ziqian was not in a hurry to go in, so he just stood at the door, waiting for Han Qi to tidy up the kitchen and want to see if the children were asleep, when he saw Song Ziqian and Wen Youxing standing at the door of the room, "Bang!"

"Mom! It doesn't hurt!" Han Qi punched Wen Youxing on the head, and Wen Youxing grumbled in pain.

"Why did you block Ziqian from the door?" Han Qi asked angrily, "This is my room, I don't allow him to come in." Wen Youxing replied bluntly, but Han Qi knocked him again and said "Your Uncle Song and Aunt Chen won't go home tonight, Ziqian brothers didn't bring the keys, why did you let him sleep so late?"

"I don't care where he sleeps. Besides, doesn't Yuxuan also sleep at our house? Where does Yuxuan sleep. He just sleeps!" Wen Youxing looked at his mother and said in a pitiful tone.

"Yuxuan's bed is so small, how do you squeeze the two of them? Don't talk nonsense to me. Go to bed with Ziqian. If you don't wake up at seven tomorrow, I will confiscate your mobile phone." Han Qi threatened, Wen Wen You Xing still wanted to struggle, but when he thought of his mobile phone, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

When the two entered the room, Wen Youxing was still looking at Song Ziqian with dissatisfaction, wishing he could eat Song Ziqian with just one mouthful.

"Did you mean it?" He stepped forward.Grabbing Song Ziqian by the collar, he asked viciously.

Song Ziqian looked at him unhurriedly, his eyes were full of smiles, since the two entered junior high school, they seldom shared the same bed, especially once, Song Ziqian dreamed that he was holding Wen Youxing under his body and making fun of him , and even wet his panties, he didn't dare to share the bed with Wen Youxing, he was afraid that his self-control was not enough.

Looking at the angry Wen Youxing in front of him, he sighed silently. He didn't know when Wen Youxing's elm head would open up.

"What can you do if I did it on purpose?" Song Ziqian's tone was soft and full of provocation, Wen Youxing's teeth were itching in anger, and as soon as he raised his fist, Song Ziqian's whole big hand wrapped it, "Let go! " Wen Youxing gritted his teeth and stared at Song Ziqian.

Song Ziqian not only didn't let go, but gripped it even tighter. Wen Youxing's hand was too cold for City A which was still in summer.

"Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?" As soon as Song Ziqian said this, Wen Youxing exploded almost immediately, and regardless of whether his hand was still in Song Ziqian's, he pounced so suddenly that both of them fell to the ground On the ground, fortunately, a blanket was specially laid out in Wen Youxing's room, otherwise Song Ziqian's head might be blown.

"Who are you talking about with kidney deficiency? Ah? Who has kidney deficiency? My kidney is recovering! You are the one with kidney deficiency! Your whole family suffers from kidney deficiency!" Wen Youxing straddled Song Ziqian's waist, holding on to the collar of Song Ziqian's pajamas and shouting loudly.

He was panting from screaming, his already fair face became white and transparent at this moment, and the hot air he exhaled hit Song Ziqian's clean face, that hot air and Wen Youxing's fair and rosy face, Song Ziqian was so quick to see There was a reaction, if Song Ziqian hadn't tried his best to endure, he really wanted to go to Wen Youxing right away.

"Get up." Song Ziqian felt that he had reached his limit, and told Wen Youxing to get up from him in a sarcastic manner.

Although Song Ziqian was usually cold, his tone had never been so serious, let alone to Wen Youxing.

Wen Youxing got up from Song Ziqian inexplicably with some fear, and sat on the ground beside him. Song Ziqian stood up directly. His lower body was directly facing Wen Youxing.

"... "

Wen Youxing was a little dazed, he knew that this kind of thing was normal, the problem was that the swollen thing was facing him now, he was a little panicked, he didn't know what to do, and Song Ziqian's thing seemed quite big.

Song Ziqian, who was standing, took a deep breath, turned and walked to the bathroom. Although Wen Youxing was a little flustered at the moment, he still did not forget to tease Song Ziqian, "Oh, I thought you were cold-tempered. What about Sichun?" Song Ziqian turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes clearly said "I want to eat you." But Wen Youxing was slow to react, he thought Song Ziqian was just angry at him for laughing at him, so he turned to Song Ziqian Making a face, Song Ziqian was really defeated by him.