Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi still didn't speak. After hearing Song Yu's voice, he panted even more, which was almost beyond his control.

The tip of his nose was buried in the soft pillow, and the hot steam from his breath soaked the cotton fabric and wet his eyelashes.

Song Yu on the other end of the phone stopped talking.

"elder brother……"

When Le Zhi was ignorant, he discovered that he would still subconsciously call this title when he was the most vulnerable. No matter how deliberately he avoided it on weekdays, his instinctive dependence on his elder brother could not be changed, nor could it be replaced.

"Huh?" Song Yu's voice was very deep, completely opposite to his, stable and safe.

"Is it okay to hang up..." He suppressed his desire and asked in a low voice.

"Want to hang up?" Song Yu's voice was deep and resonant, "Where are you now, tell me."

It was very difficult for Le Zhishi to say the word apartment, and then he held back his breath and told him, "It's on your bed."

Song Yu's other end was quiet for a while, which made Le Zhishi feel anxious. He really wanted to hang up the phone, but he had a paradoxical desire to hear Song Yu's voice.

"Brother, can I hang up, it's very uncomfortable..."

Song Yu asked bluntly, "Aren't you thinking about me now?"

Le Zhishi is hard to say, he can't say that all this is just because of a photo, or even just a hand, so simple and so casual.

"I take it as your default." Song Yu asked again, "Don't you want to hear my voice?"

Le Zhishi could never lie to Song Yu.

"think……"

"Turn on the camera." Song Yu's tone was almost commanding.

Le Zhishi's panting has not yet subsided, and he became more urgent under his pressure, "No, I want to hang up."

"Lezhishi, you're not good." Song Yu called him by his name, with the illusion of grinding the last bit of shame out of him.

Le Zhishi faintly felt that a certain emotion deep in his heart suddenly collapsed.He was crushed like a dead leaf in autumn.

"I don't want to be good." He spoke a little angrily, pressing his hot face against the pillow, longing for more oxygen in the room, his voice sounded pitiful, "Brother, don't you miss me..."

Song Yu was silent for a few seconds, his voice seemed to become hoarse, "What do you think?"

His voice was always so nice, Le Zhi felt that there was probably a hole in his heart, and he was pulling a thread left over from sewing, and it felt uncomfortable to pull it.

He felt a little unfair, as if he was the only one dominated by lust, sobbed like a wounded puppy, and curled up in the quilt, "Brother, are you frigid..."

Song Yu chuckled on the other end, Le Zhishi was wearing earphones, the sound almost poured in, and the pores on his back trembled.

"When you know, you are really naive."

"Is the medicine at hand?" Song Yu asked suddenly.

Le Zhishi glanced at the head of the bed, "At..."

"Pay attention to your own reaction, don't be too aggressive, it's dangerous."

This sentence is obviously a reminder of his possible illness, but on such an occasion, there is a kind of experimental eroticism.

Song Yu's voice came again, "Do you need help? Or hang up."

Le Zhishi panicked again at this time, "Don't hang up..."

"Then turn on the video." Song Yu's tone was a little tough, but he quickly added, "I only look at your face."

Le Zhishi still compromised, he was bewitched, and opened the video in a daze, with the phone resting on the pillow and the camera facing his face.

Song Yu's environment seemed to be very dark, as if he was sitting in front of a computer. He was even fully dressed, wrapped tightly in a black turtleneck sweater, and he couldn't even see his Adam's apple.

His camera was not adjusted, Lezhi could only see Song Yu's thin lips and jaw, as well as his broad shoulders and chest.

Le Zhishi turned her head to the other side in shame, trying to avoid him.

In Song Yu's field of vision, he saw Le Zhishi's white and red nape under his disheveled hair, and the mole on it.His body twisted indistinctly under the quilt.

Like a cold robot, he was investigating Le Zhishi's reaction level and his desire behavior at this moment, "Are you erect now?"

"Huh?" Le Zhishi was a little confused at first, as if he didn't understand Song Yu's words, and then he responded pantingly, "I got an erection..."

Song Yu asked coldly, staring at his increasingly reddened neck, "Why did you get an erection? What did you watch that you shouldn't watch?"

"No, I just looked at your hands..." He rubbed against the bed sheet, pulling the back of his neck, "The photo..."

Song Yu stopped for a second, and Le Zhishi's breathing also stopped after him.

"Can my hands turn you on?"

"Hmm..." He let out a big breath, and became obedient and obedient under Song Yu's questioning, "...that's fine."

Song Yu's voice continued to come, without a sense of persuasion, he said indifferently, "Then when I touch you, will you react?"

Le Zhishi's breathing became heavier, and a sticky monosyllable came out of his nasal cavity as an answer.

"Close your eyes." Song Yu ordered him, "Too dry will make you uncomfortable, so squeeze your fingers."

"But my hands are dirty, do you mind?"

He shook his head in a panic, and said he didn't mind, then stretched out his hand from under the quilt and put it in his mouth.

"turn around."

Facing his order, Le Zhishi was still struggling, "Um...no..."

Song Yu didn't force her either, listening to Le Zhishi's ambiguous sound of sucking water, it was good to be vague and ambiguous.

"Get wet and lick with your tongue."

He heard Song Yu remind him, "Like you gave me oral sex, understand?"

The previous images uncontrollably appeared in his mind, Le Zhishi was covered in sweat, and the silk pajamas adhered to his skin, as if sucking every pore of him, "Um..."

Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his fingers were completely soaked.

"Put your hands down." Song Yu gave him the next command in a calm voice.

Le Zhishi did it drowsily, and heard Song Yu say again, imagining her hands as his.

"Holding you."

Song Yu was like a machine disturbed by hormones. The frequency began to have problems and became less stable. He panted slightly and praised him.

"When you know, you are so beautiful."

"The bottom is also very cute."

Le Zhishi's face was very hot, and he could only follow his instructions to move his genitals. This was completely unimaginable to him in the past. He lay on the bed with his face sideways and opened his mouth to breathe heavily. He repeated some broken and irrelevant words, the tone of each sentence was hanging, trembling slightly, and he called Song Yu's name while panting, his tone was weak and seductive.

"elder brother……"

Song Yu's voice was a little hoarse, as if the airflow was compressed in the throat.

"You like calling me brother in bed so much?"

Almost every word he said was stepped on Le Zhishi's shame, his rationality was gradually divided, his whole body was controlled by desire, and his face, which was originally turned away from the camera, was completely buried on the pillow at this moment, a little suffocated.

Song Yu's voice attracted him like a magnet, "Is it comfortable to do this kind of thing with your brother?"

The thirst for oxygen made him turn his face to the side, unconsciously facing the camera.Sweaty hair was stuck to his forehead, his cheeks were flushed with moisture, and his whole body seemed to be drenched.

"Comfortable." He closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling, and his slightly parted lips intermittently confessed to Song Yu, repeatedly saying that he liked him and missed him very much, and his panting became more and more obvious, so that the tone of his voice changed.

Song Yu lowered his voice and asked, "Can I hurry up?"

"Well, yes." Le Zhishi's body arched slightly, "Brother, hold me..."

"Okay." Song Yu began to pant a little, "Hold you from behind."

"May I give you a kiss..." Le Zhishi's moist lips rubbed against the pillow, and he inadvertently stretched out the tip of his tongue, then retracted it.

"When you know it, you are very good at seducing people."

Song Yu's voice gave him a verdict, nailing him to the shame pillar of desire, "Didn't you say you wanted to be my brother?"

"Can you do these things with your own brother? Le Zhishi."

Every time he calls his full name, there is an overwhelming sense of oppression, he is about to suffocate, and when he knows it, he loses himself on the edge of lust and morality.

"I have no idea……"

"Don't know?" Song Yu brutally revealed the truth in a hoarse voice, "It's not like you don't know. You're about to be made to cum by me."

"You are no different from the disease now, and you can't control your breathing."

Le Zhishi was panting more and more, every step was under Song Yu's control, he was powerlessly gripping himself, gasping and inhaling feebly, his whole body was covered in hot sweat sticky, as if he was drenched all over. Broken bellows for honey.

"Medicine..." He started to get confused, thinking that he was really sick.

"The medicine is useless." Song Yu told him panting, "Only I can save you."

"Help me, brother, save me."

"How do you want to save it?" Song Yu's voice was still cold, but it was mixed with a rough breathing sound.He asked the most straightforward words in the coldest voice, "Fuck you?"

"Fuck..." Le Zhishi's tone was at a loss, he didn't have time to think, he lost his mind in the rush of breathing, the pain was crushed by pleasure, and only unconscious learning was left, "Brother, fuck me..."

Song Yu didn't give him an answer, and Le Zhishi couldn't stand it at all.His nipples were stiff, rubbing against the sheets through the sweaty silk pajamas, his whole body was almost reaching its limit.Hearing Song Yu's gradually heavy breathing, he was almost at his limit. The rapid panting made him almost seem to be overbreathing. He could only open his lips to pant, and the crystal saliva from the corner of his mouth slowly soaked the pillow.

"Ha... Brother... No, I'm coming out..." Le Zhishi broke down, his eyes slightly opened, and the light-colored pupils were covered with a layer of bewildered water vapor, "It will stain the sheets."

Even at the end, when watching Le Zhi who was completely controlled by lust in the video, Song Yu still gave the final order like a tolerant elder brother.

"It's okay. Lele, you are very good, you can shoot now."

In the breath that was almost suffocated, he heard Song Yu say "I love you", and shot out with a blank mind, like a kite with a broken string, it lost its restraint and strength, and floated in the sky.

People who are happy to know are not heavy desires, and they never even relieve themselves, because they don't have this need.He always treats feelings very simply, and the two times he masturbated was because he missed Song Yu, which made him almost unacceptable.He lay on the pillow in a daze and self-abandonment, motionless.

On the other end of the phone, Song Yu saw that he seemed to be over, just lying on the bed panting, and called his nickname in a completely different tone from before, "Lele."

He was very gentle at the moment, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Le Zhishi lay on his stomach and shook his head, but didn't speak.

"I really want to hug you." Song Yu was no longer in the same posture that could control him wantonly. "You should be very soft now, easy to hug."

It's this kind of pragmatic speech again, but I still don't want to talk when I know it.

After gradually regaining his sanity, he was almost buried in shame and couldn't understand why he became like this. He obviously liked Song Yu very simply.

Song Yu was sensitive to his emotional changes, so he asked him what's wrong, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"No."

Le Zhishi's voice was not quite right, Song Yu keenly sensed it, and asked him, "Are you crying?"

Le Zhishi, who was guessed about his thoughts, became even more embarrassed in an instant. The edges of his cheeks and ears that he could only see in the camera were flushed, "Leave me alone, go to sleep."

"Why are you crying?" Song Yu didn't intend to leave, "Tell me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

Le Zhishi didn't want Song Yu to lose sleep, so he compromised in the struggle.

"How did I become like this? It wasn't like this before, it's all because of you." Le Zhishi cried a little, "I think of you every time."

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and remained silent for a few seconds, guessing that Le Zhishi had a breakdown because of too much pressure, too busy, and missing him.

So he asked patiently: "Is this not good?"

Le Zhishi sniffled, "I think I'm weird, I don't usually do this."

"It's not surprising, everyone is the same." Song Yu said calmly, "If you don't have feelings for me, I will wonder if you don't like me."

"I like you." Le Zhishi quickly retorted, "I like you the most."

Song Yu smiled softly, "Then can you accept these?" He seemed to be inoculated, "There may be more excessive ones in the future."

"When is the future?" Le Zhi asked.

"While doing it." Song Yu lowered his voice, "I might bully you."

Le Zhishi's face was hot with boredom.He turned his face to face the camera, his eyes and the tip of his nose were wet and red, Song Yu thought he was going to ask something, but his brain circuit was a bit strange, he didn't care about the question of bullying or not, but asked , "Doesn't that count? Last time?"

"It doesn't count, it's a lot worse." In the camera, Song Yu only showed the lower half of his face, still in the ascetic-looking black sweater.His thin lips were slightly parted, and the corners of his mouth were not curved, and he didn't look very happy.

"I just cried like this. I don't know what I'm going to cry in the future, so forget it."

"No," Le Zhishi was teased a little anxiously by him, shed a few tears physiologically, and rubbed them on the pillow angrily, "I won't cry next time."

"Really?" The corners of Song Yu's straight mouth curled up slightly, and he leaned back on the backrest, revealing a complete face, well-dressed, and even wearing glasses.Such a meticulous image is almost the complete opposite of Le Zhishi.

"So cute." He gave Le Zhishi a candy-like compliment.

Le Zhishi stared at the person in the camera in a daze, blinked slowly and confusedly a few times, and said softly, "I miss you so much."

Song Yu's eyes softened, he took off his glasses, and raised his hand to make gestures in the air, as if he was touching Le Zhishi's hair, "I can't hold you in the shower anymore."

"I can do it myself." Le Zhishi remembered something, pulled off his clothes, and admitted his mistake frankly, "But I was wearing your pajamas, and your bed was also dirty by me. I still drew on it painted."

"It's okay." Song Yu looked at him tenderly.

"But you love to be clean." Le Zhishi was a little uneasy about this.

Song Yu looked gentle, with a slight smile on his lips, "You are the cleanest child in the world, no matter what you do."

There are not many beautiful and romantic rhetoric in this sentence, it is just a simple response, but it makes Le Zhishi's heart beat enthusiastically. He didn't know what to say, so he moved closer with a coquettish tone, and faced the camera He kissed Song Yu as if to express his gratitude.

He didn't know if he had read it wrong, but he always felt that there was some apologetic expression on Song Yu's face.

After a pause for a few seconds, Song Yu opened his mouth, and asked hesitantly, "Did I be a little aggressive just now?"

Le Zhishi was a little embarrassed, and covered her face with a pillow, "A little bit."

"Not so next time." He promised and added, "I don't know what you like."

It was only at this moment that Le Zhishi suddenly realized that Song Yu was also inexperienced.He may just be subconsciously expressing his desire to control.

"No." Le Zhi lowered the pillow a little bit, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes, "I like you to be aggressive, especially when you call me by my full name."

Before he could care about being embarrassed, he quickly continued: "But you don't want to be mean to me, can you?"

"Yeah." Song Yu nodded, "No way."

When cleaning up and washing up, Le Zhishi was also reluctant to hang up the phone, and kept asking him a lot of questions, when will he be back?Can he pick it up?What is the gift this time... He didn't calm down until Song Yu also went to bed.

"Do you still want to hear me read you the diary?" Le Zhi asked.

Lying in his very cold quilt, Song Yu hummed, a little surprised, "You still memorized the diary?"

"Yes," Le Zhishi took the diary from the bedside and flipped through it, "Because I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep. I thought that if you come to me, I can read it to you at any time, so that you can have a good time outside." sleep."

Song Yu thanked him, which sounded very solemn, but made Le Zhishi feel embarrassed.

He cleared his throat, then turned to a page and read it out for him, "October 10th, the weather is rainy. I am so happy when it rains, I don't know how to bring an umbrella, so I can ask my brother to give me... In the middle of reading, Le Zhi squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, "Ah, those who hold umbrellas can't even write."

Song Yu wanted to laugh a little, and asked him, "Are you talking about yourself?"

When Le Zhi realized that this was his own diary, he was a little embarrassed, and continued reading as if nothing had happened, "...so I can ask my brother to hold an umbrella for me. My brother usually doesn't like to hold me, but when I open the umbrella He will lead me, because there are puddles on the road, and he is afraid that I will step on them. Although he calls me an idiot, he is still the best brother in the universe."

After reading, Le Zhishi heard Song Yu's voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and felt a little helpless to himself, "Why are you all in my diary?"

"Who knows, my elder brother is longer than my elder brother, but I just don't like my elder brother."

"What I like is that it's just that I got enlightened late..." Le Zhishi defended himself without confidence, and turned to another page, "The next one...it's raining again. This one is good and very long."

"October 10th, it was also raining today. My socks were wet and I was not very happy. But after I entered the classroom, I found that everyone's socks were wet, and I was happy again. I like rain very much now. Because the teacher I will say bad things to the classmate who is the last one in the exam..." Le Zhi couldn't help complaining about the logic when he read this, "What is this writing, the causal logic is not smooth."

Song Yu gave the same evaluation to his childhood masterpiece and his self-spoofing, "very cute."

Suddenly being praised, I was a little shy when I knew it, but I continued to read: "Because his grades were not good, the teacher thought he was the one who didn't hand in the homework. In fact, the teacher made a mistake. Chen Miaomiao, who took the No.1 exam, and the last one Wang Xiaofeng didn't bring an umbrella today, so they all got wet, and no one got less wet than the other. Looking at it this way, the rain is much fairer than the teacher."

When Le Zhi finished reading, he pushed the diary away in shame, and lay down on the pillow, "Don't read this in the future, I think you will laugh so hard that you can't fall asleep."

But Song Yu's tone was very serious, "Isn't it well written? Yu is indeed fairer than the teacher, fairer than many people."

Le Zhishi didn't take it seriously, she just thought it was Song Yu's comfort, so she hummed.

But suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he suddenly raised his head, picked up the diary and read that page carefully.

"I see." He said excitedly to Song Yu, "I think of the theme of the third part, which is equality."

Song Yu hummed, and encouraged him with a gentle and sincere tone, "Continue talking."

"Our theme in the first two rounds was time and space. Rain is a coherent timeline and can cover space and distance. The diary just now reminded me that rain is also equal, just like the law. Whether poor or rich, men or women , any age, any race, the rain will fall on them, as long as he wishes, no one will be repelled by the rain, right?"

Song Yu really wanted to see Le Zhishi's appearance at this moment, he thought it would be very, very charming.

"Yes, your idea is very special and very aura."

Le Zhishi got up from the bed, turned on the lamp on the desk, "I have a lot of ideas now, I want to try to draw first." After speaking, he said to Song Yu, "Brother, are you sleepy now?"

"You want to abandon me again?" Song Yu said deliberately, "Go, anyway, I'm used to being a tool man."

Le Zhishi acted like a baby and said no, "I'll start the video, can you watch me draw? If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

"it is good."

He is sitting in front of the desk, with his left leg on the chair, his arms wrapped around him, his face resting on his knees, and he draws casually with his right hand.

The light from the desk lamp casts a light golden tulle on this face between the East and the West, which is noble and beautiful.

Song Yu lay in the darkness, quietly looking at Le Zhishi in the camera.Once he calmed down, he seemed to be a figure that only existed in reliefs and murals.The fair skin has no frivolous powdery feeling, it is almost transparent, it is so beautiful that it is not frivolous, it does not actively seduce, it is clean and holy.

If you really have evil thoughts, possessive desires and destructive desires, you are the only one who is wrong, and you will always be innocent when you know it.

"The knee needs to be smeared with medicine." Song Yu said in a low voice.

Le Zhishi nodded meekly, "Come back and paint it for me."

"Okay." Song Yu agreed.

The design was too focused, and Le Zhishi could no longer remember when Song Yu fell asleep, but when he looked up, he found that his eyes were closed and his breathing was heavy.He stared at the camera in a daze for a long time, tracing the shape of Song Yu's nose with his fingers.

This person is really strange, Le Zhishi thought in his heart, obviously he would give orders very forcefully, he would say that he would bully him in the future, but afterwards he asked himself a little apologetically if he was too aggressive.

He thought that there might really be no second person in the world who could make him so excited.

Spent one night in the apartment, and the next morning, Lezhishi sent a message in their [Little Swallow Wears Flower Dress] design WeChat group, saying that he had a new idea, so Nanjia borrowed it again at noon Opened a classroom and organized a group to hold an impromptu meeting.

"I'll finish speaking soon, and everyone can go back to rest." Le Zhishi took out a few pieces of paper with design concepts written on them from his bag and distributed them to everyone, "I think we can use the equality of rain as the theme for the third round of the show."

"Equality?" Chen Pi didn't mean to come over to him, "Why?"

Le Zhishi explained, "Because in the face of the rain, there is no distinction of race, gender or even class. As long as you want to get a rain, then the rain will always fall for everyone fairly."

This theme surprised everyone present.

"Moreover, this theme returns to humanism after traveling through time and space, which is in line with the spirit of our law school. Everyone is equal before the law, and it moistens the entire society just like rainwater."

Qu Zhi raised his eyebrows, "I like this theme."

"But," Nanjia wrote down what Le Zhishi said in his notebook, and questioned, "How do we show equality?"

"That's what I'm going to say next." Le Zhishi showed them the sketches he had driven out last night, "At present, what I think is this, we all represent different types of people by designing different inner clothing, such as 'Poor' with holes and distressed effects, or 'rich' with expensive fabrics."

"I get it," said Monday, "and men, women, children, old people..."

"That's right, that's it. Our models don't have to be very limited. They don't have to be tall and beautiful, because rain is equal." Le Zhishi pointed to the drawing paper, "I think we can use some transparent ones for the rain part. Fabric, make a very thin layer of coat, to simulate the feeling of rain falling on the body. I checked some information, and there is a kind of fabric that is very thin and shiny. It is said that it can make that kind of light blue water light with the light I'm sorry, I'll look for it after class in the next two days."

"If this is really the case, it will feel like everyone is getting in the rain together!" Chen Pi was also a little excited.

"And it can really rain." Nan Jia said, "I have communicated with the stage designer of the organizer. There can be a water mechanism, as long as it is arranged in advance."

Le Zhishi nodded, "Great, the stage effect should be very good when combined."

Qu Zhi admired him a little, "You have a lot of weird ideas in your mind."

"Yeah..." Although Xiao Qi was still very quiet, she dared to joke with Le Zhishi now, "What inspired you? Did something good happen last night?"

"Ah..." Le Zhishi's face became hot, "No, I just thought of it."

"Really? I don't feel right." Nan Jia deliberately teased him.

"Really not." In order to protect himself, Le Zhishi threw out a suspense to change the subject, "By the way, I thought of a big move after closing the show, which will definitely amaze the audience."

"The big move?? What is it?"

"Secret." Lezhi revealed a sly smile.