Isn't it good to be friendly?

Sometimes, a choice of a person seems ordinary, but in fact there is a mystery in it, one step is wrong, one step is wrong.

At this moment, Xia Zhao is at this juncture.

He hadn't moved for 3 minutes, his whole body was tense, and his mind was highly concentrated. He secretly glanced at Yang Ye, who looked calm, but it made him even more nervous.

The air conditioner was silently blowing cold air, but a drop of sweat suddenly broke out on Xia Zhao's forehead.

He trembled his fingers slightly, and suddenly felt a numbness all over his body, sore and soft. This heart-stirring feeling made him want to laugh.

But you can't laugh, as soon as you smile, your anger will be vented!

He has to do it!Do. Him!

Xia Zhao took a deep breath and threw the cards in his hand onto the bed with all his strength: "I lost..."

This air is like a punctured balloon, once the mouth is opened, it disappears with a splash.

"One three one four played for 10 minutes." Yang Ye was speechless, he put the two in his hand on the bed, "You lost again."

Xia Zhao quibbles: "I think there is a problem with the rules, why is number two better than number three and number four?"

Yango: "Because it's two."

Xia Zhao: "..."

"Then four or two twos!"

"One father and one mother gave birth to a two-by-two. So, is the son older? Or is the father and mother older?"

Xia Zhao: "..."

OK.

Xia Zhao lay on the bed, stepped on the wall with his right foot, and complained, "Aren't the two next door sleeping? It's five o'clock."

Yang Ye shuffled the cards and played boredly: "Looking at the fiery attitude, I guess we still have to come."

"Then let's continue?" Xia Zhao sighed, "But we have to change the game."

"Tell me."

"Tractor? Will it? Stack them up one by one, and if you encounter the same one as before, you can drag out two identical cards and all the cards between them. Whoever has more cards in the end wins."

Yang Ye said with a smile: "This is to play luck. Okay, come on."

So, the two bored people played with tractors on the eighteenth bend of the mountain road next door.

The bright moon hangs high, the same night, the same moonlight, but different scenes are staged in adjacent rooms.

Xia Zhao: Why is it swollen to feel sad all of a sudden!

When Xia Zhao woke up the next day, he closed his eyes and touched his phone everywhere, struggling to see that it was already twelve o'clock.

The incandescent and dazzling sunlight was tightly blocked by the curtains, the room was dark and cold, and the bed was unbelievably soft, giving people a very comfortable feeling, but also an illusion that it was still night.

Xia Zhao closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

But there was something pestering him behind him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

In a daze, Xia Zhao didn't realize what it was. He lay back and was about to sleep on his back, but when he tilted his body, he bumped into something warm and hard.

...It must be Yono.

Xia Zhao was thinking in a daze, and he continued to lie on his back while leaning to the side.

The moment he lay down completely, it seemed that something was still pressed on him, and at the same time, a muffled groan suddenly came from his ear.

A strong force came, and Xia Zhao was turned over and lay on the bed.

The bed was bumped a few times by him.

Xia Zhao raised his head in a daze, looked at Yang Ye, and raised his eyelids desperately: "What's wrong?"

Yang Ye's complexion was a bit complex, a combination of a slightly dark face, a little pain, and an indescribable coolness.Under Xia Zhao's blurred vision, he opened his mouth several times, but closed it quickly.

He was a little embarrassed.

But at this moment Xia Zhao was surprisingly persistent. He looked sleepy, but his body still instinctively carried out the last order.

Yang Ye finally sighed: "You've crushed me."

Xia Zhao said "Oh".

He turned his head, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Yango: "..."

Yango felt helpless.

"What's pressing on you?" Xia Zhao suddenly raised his head again and looked at Yang Ye.

Yango: "..."

Yang Ye didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.He pointed under himself: "It's my brother."

Xia Zhao said "Oh".

He turned his head, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, sat up all of a sudden, and asked in surprise, "What's the pressure?"

Yango: "..."

At this time, the voice from the next door sounded again, especially clear and fragrant in the quiet and empty room.

Two people: "..."

The two couldn't bear it anymore, and one of them took a pillow and started to slam the wall: "Enough is enough!"

"Not enough!!!" A symphony came from next door.

Xia Zhao kicked against the wall, making a muffled sound.

But the other party seemed to be fighting with them, and made a louder sound.

Xia Zhao: The mouth is fragrant!

Xia Zhao leaned against the head of the bed and sat next to Yang Ye, and no one spoke.

The room still echoed with the crowing of the cock next door.

After a while, Yang Ye suddenly asked: "Do you want to fight?"

"What are you playing?" Xia Zhao looked at the scattered poker cards on both sides of the bed, "Are you still here?"

"What's coming?" Yang Ye followed his line of sight and had to explain, "Do you understand the man's activities?"

Xia Zhao: "..."

Hearing these words, Xia Zhao remembered what happened just now, subconsciously glanced sideways, and immediately widened his eyes.

"I'll go! Do you want to be so fierce!" Xia Zhao exclaimed, "You...you can!"

Yango didn't respond, he turned sideways to fetch the toilet paper from the bedside table, and then took off the only pair of pants on his body.

hold yourself.

He looked at Xia Zhao.

"Comparison?"

Xia Zhao felt a little uncomfortable.

It is very common for boys to compare this thing. When he lived in a dormitory in high school, his roommates would sometimes talk about who was older among the boys in the class, and they would let go of their voices when they shared a bath without feeling embarrassed at all.

Xia Zhao also asked about this, why the comparison?Want to be together?To be so high-profile?

His straight boyfriends were all taken aback: "Isn't everyone like this? Do you mind?" Then they waved their hands indifferently, "Hi! What are you afraid of if you are all a man!"

Xia Zhao: "..."

He thinks, straight men are really a very wonderful species, girls don't matter when they're flirty, and gay guys don't matter when they're gay.

Xia Zhao still couldn't believe it: "Why is he so strong?"

Yang Ye asked back: "Didn't you wake up in the morning?"

Xia Zhao: "...It's already noon, bro."

Yang Ye didn't want to talk nonsense anymore: "Are you coming or not?"

The battle next door intensified, and the two brothers beside them were full of hormones. Xia Zhao surrendered within three seconds after hesitating.

"bring it on!"

The room suddenly became restless, it was the exuberant energy venting, the hot blood boiling, the duet of the bass and the tenor, the comfort given to each other by the single dogs, the blending of hot breaths, and the fusion of two souls. rush to the top.

...It's temperature, it's speed, it's impact, it's burst!

Xia Zhao wants to cry but has no tears.

Nima!Dad's hands are sore!

Feeling bad!

*

Yanglong University, 606 bedrooms in five buildings.

Wang Doudou sat on the edge of the bed dangling her two big white legs, while eating the lunch sponsored by her roommate, she secretly looked at Yang Ye and Xia Zhao.

Brother Ye... Looks like he's in a good mood!

Zhao...why does he have a complicated face?Happy and unhappy!

what's the situation?

He bowed his head and nodded to the group.

Gongdou in the boys' dormitory——

[What's the matter with him? 】

Deng Jie: [Let's push it.They stayed out all night. 】

Liu Xiao: [I sent a message in the group at eleven o'clock, and I didn't reply until a little later. 】

Zhu Ming: [Brother Ye looked satisfied, I just saw him suddenly smiled. 】

Wang Doudou thought for a moment, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: [Could it be [wretched smile] Oh ho! 】

The other three: [Oh ho! 】

This is a group of four just recruited, and there are only four of them, so Xia Zhao has no idea what he has been "made" by Yang Ye in that group.