teenage lover

On Friday afternoon, Rong Sheng said that the three of them had gone abroad and would not be back for the whole weekend, and they were allowed to behave freely at home these two days.

A few times ago, Rong Sheng's parents praised him for being a good example, saying that with him in their house, Rong Sheng has become more disciplined, and he usually doesn't go outside when he has nothing to do, looking for messy friends to play with.

"That's right, he's not as good as friends outside..." Rong Sheng had a smug face, wanting to hear more compliments from his parents, but someone pinched his thigh under the table before he stopped talking.

Jiang Wenyuan is indeed a lot more relaxed when his family is not at home. He doesn't have to be on guard against exposure, guilty conscience and nervously watching everyone's every move.

Rong Sheng said that he encountered such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he especially wanted to try doing it in the swimming pool.Jiang Wenyuan was unhappy, this time not because he was afraid of being broken, but because he believed that people with poor skills should pursue plainness.But Rong Sheng's face was full of anticipation, and his eyes were shining when looking at him, so he couldn't say no at all.

When carrying his schoolbag up the stairs, Rong Sheng said that he had dug three feet in the past few days but could not find the Chinese knot in the room.Now he searched in the living room, and the aunts at home said they had never seen it, so Rong Sheng simply searched for it by himself.

"It's unlikely to be here, right?" Because the room in his house is very large, the room has complete supporting facilities, and has many overlapping functions with the living room, Jiang Wenyuan remembered that Rong Sheng would rarely step into the living room on the second floor.

"I can't remember." Rong Sheng buried his head and reached into the wooden shelf, playing with the porcelain and sculptures, "It's possible that I can't remember."

"Have you searched in the room?" Jiang Wenyuan sat on the armrest of the sofa and asked, "Desk? Nightstand?"

"Yes, yes, come and help."

Seeing that he took out all the things in the chest of drawers after tossing the shelf, Jiang Wenyuan stepped forward to stop him and said that he should not look for it, and remade it for him in the color he liked, and coaxed him that he could add words.

"You said it." Rong Sheng knelt on the wooden floor, put down the things in his hands, turned around and said that it was going to be red, and then embroidered both of their last names with gold thread.

This thing is so vulgar and extremely complicated, Jiang Wenyuan really has no patience for these things - it is easy to get tired of being entangled with thread.

But Rong Sheng wanted it, so Jiang Wenyuan deserved it very neatly, saying it was a New Year's gift.

Rong Sheng went to the balcony to wash his hands, went into the living room and closed the curtains, walked over and turned on the wall lamp next to the sofa.He stood behind Jiang Wenyuan, leaned over and kissed him quickly when he raised his head, clasped his jawbone with both hands, and swirled his tongue rhythmically around the tip of his tongue, seductive like a circle, but did not penetrate deeply.

"The neck is about to break." Jiang Wenyuan's neck was sore from the pressure, he shook his head twice, wiped off the saliva from his lips with his thumb, and licked his lips in a suggestive motion.

Rong Sheng stepped sideways, leaped over the back of the sofa and jumped directly on top of him, kicked off the slippers and pushed him under him to take off his clothes.

Jiang Wenyuan laughed at being scratched by his fingers on his waist, grabbed his collar and said don't make trouble, hurry back to the room.

"No." Rong Sheng sat on his waist and began to roll up the hem of his last dress.

"Do you really want to be here?" Jiang Wenyuan said that the people downstairs would come up at any time.

"They won't go up to the second floor if someone is at home."

Jiang Wenyuan struggled a few times uneasily, and soon his underwear and socks were left, and then said in a muffled voice, "I will hear the sound."

Rong Sheng pressed his thin lower lip with his thumb, and said with a low laugh: "You scream so softly, even I can't hear you clearly, how could they hear you?"

Rong Sheng's slightly cool palm touched down along the spine, and dexterously got into his underwear.Jiang Wenyuan grabbed his hand and said that he also likes sofa bedrooms, and they can go to the swimming pool if he wants.

"I don't like anywhere." Rong Sheng pressed his forehead against him, kissed his eyelids to signal him to close them, and said hoarsely, "I like now and here."

When Rong Sheng entered him, Jiang Wenyuan still didn't suppress the scream in his throat.Although they have done it many times, and Rong Sheng was quite patient with him during the foreplay and expansion, but the pain this kind of thing brought to him is still strong.

Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Rong Sheng pulled his face and asked if he was distracted during class.Next, Jiang Wenyuan's head bumped against the edge of the fabric sofa, sinking deep into the sofa for a while, and bouncing up again for a while, giving rise to a shuddering pleasure from the pain, and his brain didn't Great flexibility, only some fragmented words and pictures are left in circles.

The carved wall lamp on the wall illuminates the faces in the oil painting, and the pendulum of the retro wall clock swings silently, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.The sconces couldn't reach the ceiling, and the creamy ceiling looked like a gray black hole.

A thought suddenly entered his mind, and Jiang Wenyuan asked anxiously, "Fang, Fang Yucheng...um...where is he?"

"do not know."

Jiang Wenyuan suddenly sat up and asked in surprise: "Has he come back?"

Rong Sheng pushed him back on the sofa to continue working, but Jiang Wenyuan wanted to speak, but he blocked his mouth with his lips and tongue, so he could only struggle and push him.

The empty living room made people feel insecure, and anyone who came looking for this wall lamp from the corridor could see them entangled on the sofa.

"Don't move!" Rong Sheng shouted while being overwhelmed by him, grabbing his shoulder.

Jiang Wenyuan hung one leg on the back of the sofa, his lower leg was raised high, and his taut toes hovered in the air.His eyes were wet, his vision became blurred, and the face of the person on his body was also crumpled into watery light and thick black, and the voices from his mouth were interrupted by rapid breathing, and he couldn't even form a sentence.

After an unknown amount of time, the tears in his eyes finally condensed into drops, and he finally saw clearly a face standing at the end of the corridor, half hidden in the darkness, half facing the light—it was not an illusion, but a real existence of.

The human-shaped stone sculpture hidden in the darkness puts his hand on the light switch but doesn't know how to press it, and uses ten times as much force as his fingers to grab the strap of the schoolbag.

"Someone..." Jiang Wenyuan's throat tightened, and he couldn't make a sound, his body didn't move, only his heart beat violently, pounding in his chest.

"Don't be afraid." Rong Sheng comforted him, but Jiang Wenyuan's hand tore his head off before kissing him.He turned Rong Sheng's head to the back so that he could look behind him.

"Fuck." Rong Sheng cursed in a low voice, turned to look at Jiang Wenyuan's eyes, which gradually changed from panic to clear and calm, and then turned around, Fang Yucheng was still acting as a stone sculpture. "Have you seen enough?" he asked.

Fang Yucheng let out a short snort, more precisely a whimper, like a wild goose injured by an arrow, mixed with pain and anger, and finally left.

"I'll go home after collecting my things in the afternoon." Although it was a nonsense sentence, as usual, it was necessary to discuss it with Rong Sheng in advance.

Rong Sheng asked if he wanted to help, but Jiang Wenyuan said no.He doesn't have much stuff, a trolley case is enough to bring home what he needs.

"Come to my house for dinner?" Rong Sheng asked him if he could make it in time, and if he couldn't make it, he could take the things directly to his house.

Jiang Wenyuan said no. "I've been living at your house for the whole semester. It's not good to go there in a hurry just after vacation." It's shameful to even carry the luggage over there.

After sleeping in, the students came down from the dormitory one after another. Most of them walked slowly to the dining hall to have breakfast. Some looked solemn and walked fast, wanting to review for a while before the exam.

"We can find time to come out..." Jiang Wenyuan saw that there was no expression on his face, and asked cautiously, "Dinner? Anything else... open a room?"

"I'm not in the mood to do something like this every day." It's a completely different thing to go back to each house in a hurry after going to bed on a date, and to live together, eat and sleep together.

Jiang Wenyuan didn't leave, and couldn't find a word when he was soft, so he stood there for a long time.

"Knowing that I'm afraid you shouldn't provoke me in the first place, what's the use now that it's already like this?"

Rong Sheng was so tired of Jiang Wenyuan's way of listening to him swearing without saying a word, it made people feel like they were being punched in the cotton, and they couldn't enjoy themselves.Rong Sheng took a few steps forward, his face was almost pressed against it, the eyes couldn't focus at such a close distance, "The more guilty and secretive you are, the easier it is for others to see the clues. You are too nervous."

The eyes are so nervous that they are alert.

"Wouldn't it be better to avoid trouble as much as possible?"

"Yes. I'm not coaxing you to come... You can stay at your house if you like."

Jiang Wenyuan only stayed at home for three or four days, he really missed Rong Sheng, and he knew that Rong Sheng's anger was directly proportional to the time he procrastinated, and he had to coax him back if he got angry—he didn't He knows how to coax people, so he can only follow him step by step, carefully observe his face, and wait for him to stop showing his fierce face, and his face is more friendly, and he will strike up a few words when he is kind.

"Since the holiday, my parents have only returned home once, and I haven't seen them." Rong Sheng squinted at him, "So there is no difference between your coming that afternoon and your coming here now."

Jiang Wenyuan nodded sincerely, showing that he had indeed done a stupid thing, and he wanted to repent.

After going back and forth like this a few times, Rong Sheng's expression finally eased before dark, and he said how impatient he had been this year, and he really wanted to go on a trip with him.Jiang Wenyuan knew that this was just talk, and it was unlikely to be realized, so he didn't ignorantly refuse.

After dinner, halfway through the movie, Rong Sheng suddenly said that he would buy Jiang Wenyuan clothes for the New Year. He has always been a man of action, and the two of them were sitting in the car 15 minutes later.

It was the first time for the two of them to go shopping and buy clothes together, and it felt very novel.Rong Sheng had a clear purpose and didn't have the mind to wander around, so he dragged him straight to the men's clothing section on the first floor of the shopping mall, picked a lot in a certain store, and asked him to go to the fitting room to try.

The shopping guide in the store is particularly discerning, knowing that this kind of occasion does not need to introduce rashly, so he stood aside and listened to the order to find the size and pick up the clothes.

Rong Sheng sat on the sofa drinking coffee and flipping through magazines, looked up and said that he was standing so straight.His eyes swept from head to toe critically, trying to find out some reasons, such as what didn't match his complexion and made him look darker, he was ten years older, and he was too thin to support himself.

Every time the clothes fitting comes out, the shopping guide must first look at the face of the person sitting on the sofa, and then follow his words to comment and recommend other styles.

Rong Sheng picked left and right, and asked him to try almost ten pieces, but he still couldn't decide which one to buy.Jiang Wenyuan thought that such picky and annoying customers would be kicked out, but a few shopping guides were very attentive, chatting happily with Rong Sheng, it seemed that he was the only one who was awkward and embarrassed.

After trying it almost, Rong Sheng had an idea in his mind, and asked him which one he likes symbolically, and Hao Hao, who was not surprised to hear his answer, quickly picked out a few pieces for others to put on.

"Then when you saw the sweater, didn't you say that you would look black when you put it on?" Although Jiang Wenyuan didn't think it was bad to look dark, but at that time Rong Sheng looked disgusted.

Rong Sheng shook the paper bag in his hand and said it was okay. He mainly wanted him to try a few more to see the effect. Besides, he usually saw him wear three or two sets of clothes back and forth until he got bored, anyway, it didn't cost money to try.

Rong Sheng suddenly asked: "Are you taller than me?"

Jiang Wenyuan squinted his eyes and smiled and said that there are still two or three centimeters. He touched his head and comforted him: "It's okay, you are already tall, and you are not yet an adult... Go to bed early, get up early and exercise more, you should be able to grow longer."

"You seem to be very arrogant recently?"

Rong Sheng said that if he had money, he would buy all the things he just tried.Compared with his friends in the same circle, his disposable pocket money is indeed not much, and he usually goes home to ask his mother for reimbursement for big expenses such as buying clothes.

"Wait until you spend your own money..."

Rong Sheng interrupted him and told him not to preach.

The college entrance examination was just a few months after the year, and they settled down a bit, and they could still think of studying when they got tired of playing.

Rong Sheng was very tired of studying. He looked up and saw Jiang Wenyuan writing under the lamp, as if he didn't need to use his brain for homework. He couldn't help kicking his leg. He would fight back if he kicked Jiang Wenyuan a few times. , Rong Sheng made more trouble.

Jiang Wenyuan was a little annoyed by being harassed by him four or five times before he could write a question. Falling in love lowers people's IQ.

Jiang Wenyuan has never won such a small fight, it's not that his physical strength is inferior to others, it's just that Rong Sheng can always play tricks and crush him to death.

The winter vacation is late this year, and the Chinese New Year will be over for more than a week.

Jiang Wenyuan stayed for a few days and said he wanted to go back, but Rong Sheng refused, put his arms around his waist and said coquettishly that he didn't want to sleep alone.Maybe it's because the man's ears are soft on the bed. Jiang Wenyuan just kept procrastinating. He was still living in his house on the 27th and [-]th. He saw red window grilles pasted on the doors, windows and cabinets of his house, and festive decorations were hung everywhere. Lanterns, flowers in vases in the corners, and more and more guests.

Listening to the sound of fireworks exploding in the distance, Jiang Wenyuan arranged the lightly scented sheets and bedding.

This year is so beautiful that it is a little distorted, but it really exists, like a blanket that can be grasped in the hand-so warm and soft, it makes people feel itchy when scratched, and it is so comfortable that people never want to let go.

Jiang Wenyuan drew the curtains and turned off the lights, and went to bed with Rong Sheng.

When I open my eyes, I can see your face close at hand, and when I close my eyes, I can imagine the peaceful and peaceful days I will spend with you in the future, he thought before falling asleep.