Little crying bag sticks to the dead enemy

When Qiao Fan arrived home, night had already fallen, and the door of the house was wide open. Before Qiao Fan entered the house, he could smell the tangy fragrance.

The two brothers changed their shoes, and standing in the living room, they could see a table of hot dishes on the dining room table.

Qiao Shenyu came out of the kitchen with a plate of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes and Qi Hailing who untied his apron.

The two were discussing whether to call their son to ask where they were, when they looked up and saw the two sons walking towards them, both of them involuntarily set their eyes on the younger son.

Qi Hailing's expression changed, "Fan'er..."

Qiao Fan hasn't seen his parents for more than half a year, and they separated in a very unpleasant way. Now he saw his parents suddenly, and when he heard his mother's call, he couldn't help but feel sore, "Mom, Dad, I'm coming back Already!"

"Hey, it's good to be back! It's good to be back!" Qi Hailing stepped forward to hug his son, then squeezed Qiao Fan's slender arms, looking at Qiao Fan's eyes slightly reddened, "I'm all thin."

Qiao Shenyu squeezed his ex-wife's shoulders to show comfort, "Your boy finally knows that you are back, but you are worried about your mother. You can stay at home with your mother these few days!"

Qiao Fan naturally agreed.

At the dinner table, Qiao's mother didn't eat two bites, but kept picking up food for Qiao Fan, asking Qiao Fan about his life at school, whether he had made new friends, and whether staying at a classmate's house during the summer vacation caused trouble to others.

Qi Hailing's last sentence was actually an opportunity to say that he should go and take care of him by himself, but Qiao Fan kept praising Yu Jingyu and couldn't stop.

After hearing this, Qiao's parents were naturally very interested in this classmate. They knew their child's temper, and he would only keep praising someone he liked very much.

When I was young, I praised his brother, wishing that everyone in the world knew how good his brother was.

Qiao Chen, who was sitting by the side, frowned slightly, not very happy.

After coming out of the shower, Qiao Fan brushed his hair and looked at his room with a rare sense of steadiness after the dust had settled.

Qiao Fan threw away the towel, hugged the pink teddy that he hadn't seen for a long time and rolled in the soft blanket, feeling a mass of air in his chest supporting him, making him feel light.

Qiao Fan went crazy by himself for a long time, couldn't help taking out his mobile phone to take pictures, posted them on Moments, and checked everyone's updates by the way, after looking through for a while, he didn't see Yu Jingyu's, so he ran to Yu Jingyu's Moments to browse .

Yu Jingyu seldom posts on Moments. Qiao Fan has flipped through them before. The few photos are all cat pictures. They are shot from a strange angle. Pulling out the distant view, the whole picture is covered with white snow, only focusing on a very fast orange cat with a large washbasin.

Qiao Fan couldn't help laughing when he thought of that scene.

Then Qiao Fan saw that the latest post in Yu Jingyu's circle of friends was a picture of an orange cat sticking out its tongue and licking ice cream, with the caption: It's so sweet.

Qiao Fan: "..."

Qiao Fan threw away his phone and started rolling on the bed: ahhhhh! ! ! !

Half a minute later, Qiao Fan picked up his phone and began to look up and down Yu Jingyu's circle of friends, only to find that Yu Jingyu had updated his circle of friends just after refreshing!

The content is three concise words "I can't sleep" and a picture.

Qiao Fan clicked on it, and he missed half a beat on the spot—it was a selfie!

The background of the photo was a pink bed sheet and a pink doll, and Yu Jingyu only showed half of his face. His hair was slightly wet, and the tip of his nose was pressed against the doll's nose, squinting at the person in front of the camera.

Qiao Fan was sniped in an instant!

Ahhhhhhhhhh!You can't sleep, why are you sleeping on my bed? ! !

Qiao Fan was so excited that he rolled on the bed, and how Yu Jingyu appeared in his room kept appearing in his mind.

Yes, he had automatically claimed the bed he slept in for two months as his own.

After rolling, Qiao Fan immediately pressed the screen for three seconds and clicked save.

As soon as it was saved, Yu Jingyu sent a voice communication. Qiao Fan shook his fingertips and almost hung up.

Yu Jingyu: "Are you asleep?"

Qiao Fan immediately replied: "No, you can't sleep?"

Yu Jingyu smiled: "Did you see the circle of friends I just posted?"

Qiao Fan's fingers froze again. He looked at the close-up of Yu Jingyu's face that had been enlarged by himself, and hurriedly reduced the picture, "No, just ask casually."

Yu Jingyu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and sent a video request directly.

Soon the video was connected, but in a flash, the ceiling and ceiling lights appeared on the screen, and there was a small exclamation, and then the head belonging to Qiao Fan, whose hair was still dripping with water, covered the whole area against the light. screen.

Qiao Fan picked up the phone, and Yu Jingyu in the camera had already changed his posture. He propped his chin with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Qiao Fan lazily, "Don't be nervous."

Qiao Fan retorted, "I'm not nervous!"

Yu Jingyu smiled lightly, not telling the truth.

Qiao Fan noticed Yu Jingyu's line of sight, followed his line of sight and saw a pink fluffy leg protruding from the corner, he stretched his leg back calmly, and used his super flexibility to lift the pink tai Dee kicked under the bed.

Yu Jingyu sized him up: "Just took a shower?"

Qiao Fan: "Yes."

Yu Jingyu: "Go and dry your hair."

Qiao Fan didn't want to move.

Yu Jingyu: "Be obedient, you don't need to hang up the video."

Qiao Fan got up and went to the bathroom to dry his hair. His hair was short, and after a while of buzzing, it was almost done soon.

Qiao Fan came back and took the phone, Yu Jingyu in the camera was still, Qiao Fan guessed that he should be playing with the phone.

Qiao Fan pressed the screenshot button to save the screen.

Yu Jingyu at the other end probably heard the voice, and he asked, "Did you blow dry?"

Qiao Fan hummed, Yu Jingyu in the camera began to move, Qiao Fan brushed his warm and fluffy hair, "Look."

Yu Jingyu praised seriously: "Well, you are very good, and your hair is very soft."

Qiao Fan: /(//·/ω/·//)/

Yu Jingyu looked at the top of Qiao Fan's soft head, and remembered the hands he had rubbed on it today, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "Would you mind telling me about your family's situation?"

Qiao Fan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't hide it, and told him about the divorce that his parents had kept from him for many years.

Yu Jingyu had been listening carefully, and Qiao Fan also expressed his disappointment and complaints, and after speaking out, it seemed that a few catties of burden had been lifted from his heart.

Yu Jingyu also understood the importance of his parents and that elder brother in his heart.

Qiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his limbs, turned over and lay on his stomach, propping his elbows on the bed, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Qiao Fan was wearing home clothes. Because of his posture, the neckline was in a V shape, revealing not only the beautiful straight collarbone, but also the edges of the pink Bra. Yu Jingyu recognized this Bra, and it was he who bought it.

Yu Jingyu reminded: "Take care of your collar."

Qiao Fan looked down, and let out a yelp when he saw the pink Bra.

When his body first changed, he was often reprimanded by Yu Jingyu for not paying attention to these things, so by the time he realized it, he had already covered his chest with his hands, and stared at Yu Jingyu with a pair of bright black eyes hesitant to speak.

Yu Jingyu was very understanding: "I didn't see anything."

Qiao Fan: "..."

Qiao Fan's eyes fluttered, and just when Yu Jingyu thought he was going to change the subject, Qiao Fan asked, "Aren't you curious?"

Yu Jingyu's eyes changed instantly, and he looked straight at him: "What are you curious about?"

"I'm just curious..." Qiao Fan's ears felt hot, "If there are no accidents, I should recover tomorrow..."

Yu Jingyu's heart trembled at Qiao Fan's sudden coquettish words, "Want to show me?"

Qiao Fan didn't just feel hot at the base of his ears, his whole body felt slightly hot.

Yu Jingyu said again: "Is it enough just to look at it?"

Qiao Fan's eyes widened slightly, and his voice sounded like a whisper: "Then what else can I do?"

Yu Jingyu's tone became lighter, as if he was afraid of scaring people, but also as if he deliberately made his voice more magnetic: "There are so many capable... such as touching, such as kissing, and such as..."

"Don't, don't say it!" Qiao Fan couldn't hold back his face now. He was obviously just curious if the other party would be curious. After all, if it was his brother who transformed, he would definitely be curious about what it felt like and how he got there. Yu Jingyu's mouth became so erotic!

Yu Jingyu: "Fan'er, do you still like girls?"

Qiao Fan's heart tightened and he nodded.

Yu Jingyu took a deep breath and said, "But I only look at my wife's body, and I only touch my wife's body."

The throbbing in Qiao Fan's heart was immediately overwhelmed by ice and snow. He scolded Yu Jingyu for farting in his heart, obviously they both kissed and touched him before.

Qiao Fan put the phone aside, not looking at Yu Jingyu, nor letting Yu Jingyu see himself.

"Faner?"

Yu Jingyu's voice came from the phone, "Are you angry?"

"I'm going to sleep!" Saying so, the video refused to hang up.

Yu Jingyu laughed lightly, and the two of them didn't speak after that.

When Qiao Fan picked up the phone again, Yu Jingyu on the other side of the camera was already asleep, lying on his stomach, showing half of his face, extruding obvious apple muscles, a little more childish like a teenager.

Qiao Fan looked at Yu Jingyu like this, and couldn't help but take a screenshot.

After zooming in to observe the details, I found that this person's skin is really good, there is no acne marks, and it is very delicate, the eyelashes are not curled, but they are long, and they hang like a row of small brushes, the lower lip is full, and it will be soft when you hold yourself on his chin.

Qiao Fan's little heart started beating again. He set this photo as the chat background, and after thinking about it, he set the photo in Moments as the wallpaper and screen lock.

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The next day, Qiao Fan woke up at eight o'clock, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look at his phone, and found that the video had already been turned off. After six o'clock, Yu Jingyu sent him a message:

"Remember to lock the door when you sleep in the future."

Qiao Fan:?

Qiao Fan didn't take it seriously, the phone's battery was only [-]%, Qiao Fan quickly pulled out the data cable to charge it up, and when he got up, he found that he had taken off his shirt at some point, leaving only a pink Bra on his body , one shoulder strap also slipped off.

Qiao Fan: "..."

Ahhhhh, how could he take off his clothes while answering the video!Why didn't he hang up the video!What's the difference between this and seducing the other party!

Qiao Fan scratched his ears and cheeks in shame and anger, and just when Qiao Fan was dying of shame and anger, the piano version of "Lovesickness" suddenly sounded in the room.

Qiao Fan was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was the phone ringing.

He picked up this piece of music from Yu Jingyu's piano playing post last night and used it as the ringtone for the incoming call, but he didn't remember it for a while.

Qiao Fan picked up the phone, it was Yu Jingyu.

Yu Jingyu: "Are you awake?"

Qiao Fan tried his best to hold his breath, "Yeah."

Yu Jingyu, "Since you're already awake, I'll hang up."

Yu Jingyu hung up as soon as he said he would, without saying a word, as if the call was just to check if he was awake.

Qiao Fan put down the phone inexplicably, before the phone was next to the bedside table, he opened it again, closed it again, opened it again, looked at the boy who was smiling faintly at him on the screen over and over again, and his heart gradually warmed up.

After Qiao Fan changed his clothes, he was gulping his last sip of mouthwash when he heard a knock on the door.

Qi Hailing stood outside the door and knocked, "Fan'er, it's mom."