I'm arrogant at the apex of the hip-hop god

The surroundings suddenly darkened, and Shen Xi only had time to see a white shadow flash past his eyes, and was immediately covered tightly by the boy's slender hands.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the candlelight was shining. Because the vision was blocked, other senses began to be infinitely magnified.

Shen Xi could clearly hear Feng Chen's heartbeat, breath that seemed to be there, and the unique smell on his body - he was very close to him, and his strong and powerful heart was clinging to him, bumping into him one after another. the back.

Shen Xi couldn't help but blinked.

"Don't flirt with me." In the next second, Shen Xi felt warm breath brushing against his earlobe, as if touching it lightly, and then moved away quickly, "My moral bottom line is lower than you imagined Much more."

The eyelashes that plucked at Feng Chen's palm finally stopped moving, but the numbness seemed to be engraved in Feng Chen's bones, making it difficult for him to control himself.

Feng Chen bit his mouth hard, and then suppressed the desire to shout.

Liu Chuan was still excitedly showing the inflatable doll he gave to Ma De in all directions without dead ends: "Look at this face, I made it according to the appearance of the goddess in your dream, is it a one-to-one restoration? Do you like it? Do you like it? Why don't you talk? Are you looking silly?"

The fat on Ma De's face twitched: "I've never seen my goddess without clothes."

"Huh? Oh, it costs an extra 100 yuan to wear clothes. I'll ask the store to use the 100 yuan wisely and use the best materials to make the best gifts." Liu Chuan made a lot of nonsense.

Ma De looked at the low-end, low-end version of the goddess who was obviously not up to the grade, and asked, "So how much is this?"

"One hundred." Liu Chuan blurted out, and when he finished speaking, he slapped himself on the mouth with an "oops", laughing a little guilty.

Made: "..."

Feng Chen: "..."

So when will Liu Chuan's stingy virtue be changed?You can't add an extra 100 yuan to make clothes, so as not to stain their eyes.

"Oh, you have to think about it, how can an inflatable doll be called an inflatable doll when it puts on clothes? Then it becomes a window model." Liu Chuan plausibly said.

Feng Chen's face turned cold suddenly - he covered Shen Xi's eyes, but he couldn't block Liu Chuan's voice - he immediately covered Shen Xi's left ear with his free hand, and leaned his head closer to Shen Xi The right side gently touched his earlobe: "Be good, don't listen."

The slightly hoarse voice gently brushed against Shen Xi with a soft touch, like a drop of hot sparks falling into a clear spring, lingering for a long time.

Shen Xi's ears and cheeks burned uncontrollably.

"Don't worry about whether you have clothes on or not. Doesn't it feel great when you touch it?" Liu Chuan grabbed one arm of the inflatable doll and stuffed it into Ma De's hand, winking at him, "Brother understands, I understand everything, you I don’t just say it, but I’m really touched in my heart—looking around, can there be a gift that can save your single life more than the goddess version of the inflatable doll?”

Ma De touched it perfunctorily, and sighed: "You insist on me telling the truth? The meat is too hard, I don't feel it, it's not as good as me/feeling it myself."

"What does it feel like to touch your right hand with your left hand?" Liu Chuan refused to accept, "The price of pork has risen, and you have to consider the cost of the store. It's pretty good to be able to make this kind of simulated feel for 100 yuan."

Ma De put the shoddy inflatable doll back into the cardboard box, and gave him a blank look: "If you compare the feel of an immature doll with me, you are insulting our fat people's weight-you touch it, you can touch it casually, and we fat people Have you ever lost?!"

Liu Chuan was speechless for a moment.

Shen Xi couldn't help laughing, and was about to take Kai Feng Chen's hand, but then he heard Feng Chen approaching him again, and whispered: "Don't listen to him, my hand feels very good."

After saying that, Shen Xi's hand hanging by his side was held by Feng Chen and placed on his body.

The well-proportioned abdominal muscles were pressed against Shen Xi through a thin layer of clothes. They were hard but warm, just like the impression Feng Chen had left on Shen Xi all along. It seemed sharp and angular, but in fact it was gentle inside.

The moment Shen Xi touched Feng Chen, he let go of his hand. Maybe it was because of his thin skin, or maybe it was because Feng Chen's body temperature was too high. In short, when his cold fingertips let go of Feng Chen, there was still a burning feeling that lingered for a long time. .

Feng Chen smiled lowly, under the flickering candlelight, he could clearly see Shen Xi's earlobe as red as the candlelight, and the smile couldn't stop spreading along the corners of his upturned mouth.

He smiled so obviously that Shen Xi could feel the vibration in his chest exactly, and immediately broke away from Feng Chen, blinking his eyes that were covered up misty, and after adapting to the light, he glanced at Feng Chen lightly. .

Feng Chen accepts it when he sees it, and seeing that Ma De has finished making his wish, he takes a piece of cake from him and hands it to Shen Xi.

There was a happy birthday atmosphere in the room, the funny version of "Happy Birthday to You" was played on a loop in the music listening software, and the sand sculpture was suitable for the occasion. Feng Chen was holding a small fork, and did not cut a new piece, but took it directly from Shen Xi's hand. He picked up a piece of fruit from the small dish in his pocket and ate it casually.

Shen Xi raised his eyes and glanced at him, pursed his lips, and silently turned his unmoving side to Feng Chen, which seemed to acquiesce in Feng Chen's act of eating a piece of cake with him.

The corners of Feng Chen's mouth curled up silently.

Soon, people who had enough to eat and drink began to feel restless.

Holding a piece of cake that he had just cut, Liu Chuan moved behind Ma De in small steps. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he smeared his face with a sneak attack.

"Fuck you shameless!" Ma De didn't notice when Liu Chuan came over, and opened his eyes that were pasted into Santa Claus, and started looking for where Liu Chuan was hiding.

There was no big light in the dormitory, only a small night light on Shen Xi's desk exuded soft light, under the hazy light reflected the face made of Made cream, pale, really like a ghost movie.

"Ghost, help!" Liu Chuan saw Ma De throwing cream at him through the handrail, screamed, and dodged around.

The room suddenly became a world of "snowball fights". Feng Chen and Shen Xi retreated to the balcony at the same time, leaving space for you to confuse me and I confuse you. In the end, no one can tell who is who. Feng Chen also closed the window sliding door.

After arriving at the safe area, the two of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time. Immediately afterwards, Shen Xi saw the boy approaching him quickly, pressed his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

Shen Xi was surprised, but he stood obediently and did not move.

Perhaps the two of them were too anxious to come out just now, the tip of Shen Xi's nose and the corners of his mouth were rubbed with cream at some point, with a slight white light, as if they were tempting Feng Chen to kiss him.

Feng Chen glanced over Shen Xi's lips who were close to Chi Chi, lowered his eyes slightly, resisting the urge to kiss off the cream.

Immediately afterwards, the fingertips of his other hand lifted up, lightly brushed against the tip of Shen Xi's nose, paused for a moment, then slowly moved down, and fixed on the corners of Shen Xi's soft lips.

The moonlight fell from the night sky, and there was a cool wind blowing slowly. In the dormitory, Liu Chuan and Ma De were still playing cream fight, and the sound of playfulness and chasing kept coming out. The two of them stood quietly on the balcony .

The air once again fell into a viscous//nice.

Shen Xi stared blankly at Feng Chen, feeling very clearly that the boy's warm fingertips brushed against the corner of his mouth, trembling softly//, and in front of him were the boy's eyes that were as bright as the moon, like a whirlpool.

Shen Xi's breathing stagnated along with the viscous air.

After a while, Feng Chen let go of Shen Xi.

Under the watery moonlight, Shen Xi could clearly see that after Feng Chen wiped off the cream on his face with his fingertips, he gently withdrew his slender fingers and put them directly into his own lips.

He ate slowly, his white fingertips mixed with the cream, like a wolf licking blood, his posture was elegant and lazy as always, until there was no trace of cream left on his fingertips.

This was even more impactful than Feng Chen's action of leaning against him and biting him at noon - it was like a slow motion replay, clearly showing every trace of bloodthirsty desire in Shen Xi's eyes.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the cute "Lemon Essence" and "Lemo" who threw mine into the pudding, they are so sweet!

ps: When eating cream in the previous column, Pudding thought he was still pure, but last night when he saw the cute message from "Ye Xu Y", he coughed, and suddenly felt that the hint of cream is also very strong, which is very Like that~ Pudding covered his face and ran away~

pps: I worked on the data at work for a day, and Pudding’s head is a little dizzy at the moment. After posting this short chapter, I will go back to work and send it to the cuties in the air~