Isn't it good to be friendly?

It wasn't until he was drunk and fell asleep that Xia Zhao acted the way he most suited him—be good.

Yang Ye considers himself a rough person, and he can't say any elegant and stylish words to praise a person's appearance. According to him, Xia Zhao has a face that he wants to bully just by looking at it.

Especially when they first met.

In the dormitory, Xia Zhao came to greet him, but accidentally bumped his knee, turned his back to him in pain, squatted on the ground hugging his leg, and shrugged his shoulders, although Xia Zhao quibbled afterwards, saying that it was just painful He twitched twice, and didn't cry at all, but no matter what, that time completely established his view of Xia Zhao-it felt like he could cry with one punch.

Unfortunately, he has no interest in bullying the weak.

At night in Yanglong City, pedestrians come and go, and it is very lively.Yang Ye supported Xia Zhao's hip with one hand, and bent slightly to prevent him from falling. While avoiding the crowd, he calculated the time to go back to school.

Yanglong University turned off the lights at eleven o'clock in the evening, and they were definitely late.The dormitory aunt is also a person who enforces the law impartially, so I'm afraid she won't open the back door for them.There was no other way, Yang Ye found a nearby hotel and asked for a room.

"There are only big bed rooms." The girl at the front desk said while secretly looking at the two people in front of her.

Yang Ye felt that it didn't matter: "Okay, let's book the double bed room until noon tomorrow."

Yang Ye paid the money, took the room card, and carried Xia Zhao into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door was closed, the girl at the front desk couldn't help but poke at the girl beside her: "Did you see it! Did you see it! The classic big attack with small and weak feelings, muscles with slenderness, bronze with white tenderness, no! I'm dizzy with nosebleeds! "

Little sister: "You're enough, less YY, maybe others are just ordinary brotherhood."

The girl at the front desk shrugged: "BE is fine, anyway, it's not like I haven't been knocked out before. Besides, life is bloody, maybe B will be H after B."

Little sister: "..."

The little sister was helpless: "Okay, you Happy is OK."

After using the room card to open the door and turn on the lights, Yang Ye carried Xia Zhao into the room, and was about to throw him on the bed, but Xia Zhao was like a koala, and he would not let go of him.

Yang Ye didn't smudge, and with a little force with both hands, Xia Zhao's hand was pushed away. As for the legs wrapped around his waist, there are not many methods, as long as it works.

So, Xia Zhao was ruthlessly thrown onto the bed. The bed was so soft that he bumped a few times when he fell on it, and then he lay down on the bed in a large shape.

Maybe it was just a toss, which caused Xia Zhao's clothes to be messy, and he was no longer as delicate as when he went out.However, whether it's the exposed collarbone and the white skin reflected in the shadow of the hoodie, or the crimson on the cheeks after being drunk, the slightly disheveled hair looks like it has been ravaged, under the light of the incandescent lamp , all seem to be upgraded from 1080P to 14K, the white is dazzling, the red is dazzling, and it has a messy aesthetic feeling.The constantly bulging chest and scorching breath seem to have more meanings that you can pick and choose.

However, Yang Ye just glanced at it lightly, and then directly looked away.He has no sexual interest in Xia Zhao.

Yang Ye went to put water in the bathroom, then came back, took off all Xia Zhao's clothes, and soaked him in the water.

He didn't help Xia Zhao wash, but just held Xia Zhao's head steady while holding his puffy hair, counting the time to rush from the beginning to the end.About 2 minutes later, he threw Xia Zhao on the sofa, and then he went to the bathroom to find a clean towel to wipe off the water on Xia Zhao's body. After finishing, he threw him on the bed and covered him with a quilt. The air conditioner was turned on, and it was done in one go, without any superfluous meaning at all.

Yang Ye himself also went to the bathroom to take a 5-minute combat bath, and then slept next to Xia Zhao in a pair of underwear, pulled the quilt, and fell asleep on his side.

However, the phone in Xia Zhao's trousers under the bed kept ringing, making it so loud that Yang Ye couldn't sleep at all.

Yang Ye went to pick it up and saw that it belonged to Ke Lingfeng, and it was bombarded with various phone calls, text messages, QQ and WeChat.

The phone kept ringing when I was playing skewers before, but Xia Zhao didn't say anything, so naturally he wouldn't ask, so he just let it ring.But now he wants to sleep, and Xia Zhao also needs to rest, so——

Yono turned off the phone without hesitation.

On the other side, Ke Lingfeng listened to the busy tone on the phone, and dropped the phone to the ground.

Xia Zhao didn't answer his call!

Also shut down!

Ke Lingfeng only felt that his patience was exhausted to the extreme. If it wasn't for his unwillingness to pay and not get anything, why would he waste so much time.

"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Ke who was given 250 yuan for the table sharing fee? Why are you so angry?"

A playful voice came.

Ke Lingfeng said coldly: "Get out!"

"Don't worry, I'll just pass by," the man picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and when passing by Ke Lingfeng, he slipped it into Ke Lingfeng's jeans pocket, and "accidentally" touched Ke Lingfeng's warm thigh.He laughed and said, "I just came back from an appointment with my boyfriend, and I'm a little tired, so I won't disturb Ke Shao watching the moon under the tree late at night!"

A laugh that seemed to be ridiculed, but also carried some triumphant and provocative laughter and went away.

Ke Lingfeng kicked on the tree, clenched his fists tightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

The next day, Xia Zhao woke up with a headache, he frowned and opened his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt as if he was leaning against something warm.

Xia Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned his head to look.

What the hell!

Fruit back!

Xia Zhao was in shock.

What's the situation?Could it be Ke Lingfeng?Could it be that yesterday was a dream? !

Head hurts.

Well, not that scum, who is that?

Yono?

Just thinking about it, Guo's back moved and turned [-] degrees, turning into Guo's biceps and chest muscles, which looked Q and bouncy, very predictable.

"Wake up." Yang Ye asked while playing the game, "It's booked until twelve o'clock, can you get up?"

"Sorry."

Xia Zhao's head still hurt a little, he slanted his body and rolled to the side, it was cold for a while, he shivered: "Why is it so cold?"

As he spoke, he looked at the air conditioner.

eighteen degrees.

Xia Zhao: "..."

"You're trying to freeze Dad to death!" Xia Zhao immediately rolled back to Yang Ye's side, leaning on his Q, elastic and powerful muscles, angrily asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Yang Ye kept playing games: "It's not cold, you are too weak."

At this time, there was a sweet and cute girl's voice from his mobile phone, and she was coquettish: "Little brother, can you give me this gun?"

Yoshino let out a "hmm".

Xia Zhao: "..."

There is a wise motto in the circle - don't provoke straight men.

At this moment, Xia Zhao quite agrees with this. Think about it, if he likes Yang Ye and had an affair with Ou Cha last night, but when he wakes up in the morning afterwards, he sees Yang Ye prostrating himself under the fluffy skirt of the cute girl , what a fucking thing that would be!

Fortunately, Xia Zhao doesn't like Yang Ye, and there is only a pure brotherhood between them.

Xia Zhao leaned half on Yang Ye's body, reached for the remote control of the air conditioner, and prepared to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner.But Yoshino grabbed his wrist.He said, "Eighteen degrees is just right."

At this time, another voice came from the mobile phone, calling for help: "Little brother, come and save me! I'm dying!"

Xia Zhao: "..."

"Your sister is calling you."

Yang Ye: "Not familiar."

"Give her the gun if you don't know her?"

"That gun is too rubbish, I don't need it." Yang Ye withdrew Xia Zhao's hand, "You can put on your clothes if you want to be hot, and you can lean on me, anyway, you leaned all night last night."

Ok?

clothing?

After Jing Yangye said this, Xia Zhao realized that he was full of fruit.

No wonder it was so silky smooth just now, it turned out that the bronze and fair skin were rubbing directly.

Although Xia Zhao had no idea about Yang Ye, he was a man after all, and this kind of friction could easily be impulsive. Xia Zhao felt a little embarrassed, rolled to the side of the bed, picked up the wrinkled clothes, and put them to his nose to smell them.

Mmm... a bit smelly...

Xia Zhao was a little conflicted. Although he didn't have a cleanliness habit, he didn't want to wear such stinky clothes.

He thought to himself for a while, then decisively threw away his clothes, and nestled next to Yang Ye's fiery body.

In summer, it’s really cool to cover the quilt with the air conditioner on, and it’s even better if you don’t wear clothes at the same time—clothes are restraints after all, and the fruit body is the blooming of the whole body.

Leaning on Yang Ye's plump biceps, Xia Zhao asked, "Hey, aren't you afraid of the cold? I remember that when you were sleeping in the dormitory, you rarely covered yourself with the quilt, at most you put your stomach on your stomach."

Yang Ye: "24 degrees is too hot, it's like it's not turned on."

"Little brother, who are you talking to?"

It was that sticky voice again.

Xia Zhao has heard that many straight men like this kind of voice, but as a natural guy, he really doesn't feel it.

"Oh! I won! Thank you little brother!" There was a burst of cheers from the phone, "Little brother, why don't we add..."

"Honey! What are you doing?" Xia Zhao said suddenly, holding back a smile, "It's so cold! You don't even care about him!"

While Xia Zhao said in a whimpering voice, he stretched out his hand across Yang Ye's chest and touched his side face.

Xia Zhao smiled brightly.

There is no ambiguity, nor any unsuitable thoughts, so even joking becomes open and natural.

Yang Ye grabbed his fidgeting hand: "You are so coquettish."

Xia Zhao raised his eyebrows, he opened his lips and said silently: "It can be even more coquettish!"

He tilted his body and rubbed against Yang Ye's body, crossed his legs, and sat up.

The moment he sat up, his smiling face immediately froze.

What the hell!

Lying in a groove!

What's that thing under his hip?

Xia Zhao took a deep breath.

It's been so long, and it's still so stupid!

Yang Ye hooked the corner of his lips, and brought the phone to Xia Zhao's lips, then arched his waist up and down a few times with a smirk on his face, which stunned Xia Zhao for a while, and when he finally came back to his senses, his face was familiar up.

Yang Ye didn't let him go: "Baby, what should you do now?"

Xia Zhao: "..."

Xia Zhao had personally witnessed the jokes between boys, and it was very common for him to spank his pants and spank his pants.He used to think that this was the unique way of his kind when summoning the same kind, just like bees dancing, only to find out later that these are just sand sculpture straight men venting restless youth hormones that have no place to rest.

At the beginning, Xia Zhao, as a gay man, encountered this kind of friendly interaction before he came out of the closet. He was startled at that time, and the reaction was too big, which made him form a conditioned reflex. He also avoided the wolf's claws several times with this reflex arc.

But unexpectedly, after many years, he experienced it again today.

And... just a thin pair of boxers.

This scratchy feeling seems to make the hardness and heat even more intense.

Xia Zhao felt that his face was hot enough to bake an egg.

Yang Ye had had enough fun, he turned it on again, and jokingly said, "Do you still want it?"

"No, no, no!"

Xia Zhao hesitated for a second, and immediately rolled down obediently, and shrank to Yang Ye's side, like a small quail egg.

The games next to him were playing hotly, but Xia Zhao was like a little wife who couldn't control her husband.

Until his cell phone rang.

Xia Zhao picked it up, looked at it, and hung up immediately, but the other party was a little persistent and called again.Xia Zhao didn't hesitate, and hung up again. At the same time, he reacted and pulled the other party into the blacklist.

The phone finally stopped ringing, and Xia Zhao leaned beside Yang Ye, silently looking at the ceiling.Yoshino turned off the game sound and said nothing.

After a long time, Xia Zhaocai said quietly, "Look."

Yoshino looked down at him.

Xia Zhao looked like a squid, and continued: "How much will we pay for this lamp? It is estimated to be expensive."

Yang Ye turned his head and continued playing the game, and said at the same time, "Have you committed an occupational disease?"

Both he and Xia Zhao studied finance. Although his grades were mediocre, Xia Zhao's grades were really good, and he was a well-known academic bully in their school.

"If you study hard, you must be no worse than me. You just don't care about it."

——Xia Zhao would always say this to him.

No way, Yang Ye is really not interested in finance, he prefers wild and direct things, and he is very tired of those old vixens in the financial industry who beat around the bush, so he naturally doesn't care about the so-called house and black. He doesn't like studying very much either, so his grades are in the middle, neither high nor low.

Xia Zhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I have decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination."

Yang Ye: "I found out last night."

Xia Zhao was taken aback: "Last night?"

"You forgot, you stood in the middle of the road and shouted, roaring to the sky: study for the construction of China."

Xia Zhao: "..."

Xia Zhao couldn't remember anything, but as soon as he thought about that scene, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't help but grab a model of Yanglong City with his toes.

Xia Zhaoqiang pretended to be calm and smiled, "Really?"

Yono: "Yes."

Xia Zhao: "..."

I know it is, but please stop talking thanks!

At this time, Xia Zhao's cell phone rang again. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from his roommate.

After connecting, there was a cold snort from the opposite side——

"Xia Zhao, listen to me, if you appear in front of me right now and apologize seriously, there is still room for discussion between us, otherwise, we will break up!"