Frank and strict

During the few minutes waiting for He Lang to take a shower, Yang Juan's mind was always empty.When I first heard it, I thought it was a dream.Later, I began to wonder if the other party was joking.

The rapid heartbeat continued until He Lang came out fully dressed before showing signs of slowing down.Facing He Lang's familiar eyes, Yang Juan's face slowly burned again.

Neither of them spoke, He Lang stepped forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and led him out of the washing room.During the whole process, although He Lang didn't say anything, the arm that wrapped around him didn't move away from his shoulder.

At such a distance, their bodies were very close to each other. Every time Yang Juan took a step or two, his back would gently slam into He Lang's arms, and even his heart beat slightly.

The fourth child who was sitting in the rest area playing with his mobile phone got up and complained: "You guys are too slow."

He Lang walked past him in a good mood, and while leaving him behind, said without looking back, "You don't understand."

Isn't it just a sudden awakening on the matter of sexual orientation?How come he doesn't understand again?The fourth child was speechless and chased after him with his bag.

However, a few minutes later, the three of them were walking back to the dormitory, He Lang walked in front with Yang Juan in his arms, and the fourth child was left alone at the end.Only then did he discover in despair that he really didn't understand.

It is clear that last time in such a similar scene, he and He Lang were still walking in front, and Yang Juan was not far behind them.Not long after that, Yang Juan had already taken his place.

The fourth child sighed exhaustedly, and when he walked to the curb outside the back door of the dormitory, he took the initiative to take He Lang's swimming bag, and first helped him carry the bag to the dormitory.

He Lang took Yang Juan to an unoccupied corner far away from the street lights, looked down at him, and then mentioned what he said in the swimming pool: "I can't go back on what I promised me in the swimming pool just now. .”

Yang Juan said suspiciously: "But——"

Thinking that he wanted to repent, He Lang pretended to interrupt him fiercely: "No but."

Yang Juan was quiet for two seconds, blinked and asked him, "Are you serious?"

"Why don't I look serious?" He Lang clicked his tongue in shock.

"I thought you were just joking, or," Yang Juan paused, and lowered his voice a little embarrassedly, "I need it temporarily when doing that kind of thing."

He Lang heard the words, bent over to his ears with a dark face, and woke him up bitterly, "Then you should also think about it, why would I want to listen to you when I am doing that kind of thing?" the sound of."

Yang Juan's eyelashes were fixed halfway, and emotions of astonishment and disbelief slowly surfaced in his eyes.A few seconds later, as if he had figured out the relationship, he blinked quickly, and raised his head to look at him with a blushing heartbeat.

"But," he finally asked the biggest doubt in his heart, "Aren't you straight?"

"Yes." He Lang looked thoughtful.

Yang Juan's eyes drooped slightly, which perfectly covered the deep disappointment in his eyes.

He Lang stared at him intently for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him to his chest, and directly embraced him with his arms, "But that was in the past." He bent down and rested his chin on Yang Juan's neck, The voice softened without any trace, "I don't want to be straight now, lamb."

Yang Juan's heart beat violently.

He felt like a soldier who had thrown away his helmet and armor at this moment, and he had no power to resist in front of He Lang.It's been a long time since He Lang talked to himself in such a tone.For a brief trance, he seemed to have returned to the time when he and He Lang were talking on mic in the game every night a few months ago.

With a slight thump in his heart, Yang Juan pushed him back with the remaining rationality, raised his head and emphasized in a serious tone: "I really don't have a habit of wearing women's clothing."

The corners of He Lang's mouth gradually raised, "I know."

"I don't usually go out wearing a skirt or a wig." Yang Juan said again.

The smile in He Lang's voice continued, "I know."

"So," his tone lowered, and his eyes drooped, "Don't take me for that girl named Wool in the game, I'm not her."

The smile on He Lang's face disappeared, the arc of the corners of his mouth dropped, and the two arms holding Yang Juan fell back to his sides.What he said in the swimming pool was really just an accident. He knew that the timing and the place were not right, and he had no intention of saying that to Yang Juan at all.

However, he was probably in a daze at the time, so he blurted out without hesitation when he was in a difficult situation.

So he is a little angry now, not only angry with Yang Juan, but also angry with himself.

"I can tell the difference." He Lang frowned and looked at the person standing in front of him, "Listen well, these words were said to Yang Juan, and I only said such things to Yang Juan."

"I like you." Intense and fiery emotions surged in his dark eyes, and his deep and pleasant voice faded away from the wanton and casualness of the past, and became extremely serious, but it was wrapped in a bright smile, "So Wife, will you have a relationship with me?"

Yang Juan's cheeks were hot and red when he heard it.

Although it was the second time he heard this sentence, he realized almost instantly that He Lang's address was completely different when he said this sentence twice.

He also quietly kept an eye out, and instead of answering the other party honestly, he said slowly: "I have already answered this question for you."

When He Lang heard this, his expression gradually became complicated and subtle.How Yang Juan got his answer, he knows better than anyone else.So at this moment, he wanted to hear Yang Juan answer him seriously and neatly.

Unexpectedly, no matter how hard he tries to coax, Yang Juan has already seen his intentions and is no longer willing to be fooled by him.

He Lang dragged Yang Juan to the wall, wrapped the man between his two arms, and said with downcast eyes dissatisfied: "Little Yang, if you don't answer me now, I always feel that you were tricked by me. It's not voluntary."

Hearing this, Yang Juan raised his head and looked at him blankly. He originally thought that he was the only one who was uneasy and uneasy. It was really surprising that He Lang would say such a thing.

"I was not deceived by you." Yang Juan quickly explained to him in a low voice, "I did it voluntarily."

"I don't believe it, unless," He Lang's voice lowered, as if it was slowly brushing past his eardrums, "you can prove it to me now."

Yang Juan asked, "How do I prove it?"

"Kiss me." He Lang paused for a moment, with a little restraint, "If you kiss me now, I believe you did it voluntarily."

Yang Juan turned his face with his black and white eyes open, and asked nervously, "Why, how do you kiss?"

"Kiss with your mouth." He Lang emphasized with his accent biting.

When the voice fell to the ground, the other party's handsome face followed suit.

Yang Juan took deep breaths several times, and after making sufficient mental preparations, he boldly pressed He Lang's cheek.

He Lang avoided it without warning, "You can't kiss your face," he raised his eyebrows in a businesslike manner, "You have to kiss your mouth."

His eyes fell on his lips following his words, and Yang Juan's face began to steam.

He Lang stared at him and urged him: "Xiao Yang, hurry up."

If Yang Juan was really a sheep, the two horns on top of his head would probably be cooked through.He held his breath lightly, and slowly moved towards He Lang's lips amidst the background sound of his heart beating wildly in his ears.

He Lang pursed his lips slightly, and stood motionless waiting.

When it was half a finger away from his lips, He Lang still kept his lips pursed and did not move.Yang Juan blushed and closed his eyes, and silently kissed his lips.

The lips of the two touched lightly, and the soft and warm touch was transmitted to the brain along the lips. This feeling is wonderful and craving.Yang Juan quietly paused for two seconds before slowly preparing to back away.

Unexpectedly, He Lang in front of him suddenly opened his lips, and engulfed his upper lip gently.Yang Juan was stunned unexpectedly, not knowing what kind of reaction he should make.

The opponent obviously didn't need him to respond, they just needed his cooperation.

Taking advantage of his momentary stupor, He Lang took his upper lip and sucked it indiscriminately, then stuck out his tongue, squeezed it into the gap between his enlarged lips, pried open his lightly clenched teeth, and rubbed his lips. The tips of the teeth nimbly drove straight in, and finally reached his mouth smoothly, like a reckless wolf, chasing his soft tongue, sweeping and twisting it chaotically.

After a long time, He Lang finally let go of Yang Juan who was out of breath, stretched out his fingertips to wipe off the saliva overflowing from the corner of his lips, and finally kissed his lips with unfulfilled desire.

Grass, his wife's mouth is so sweet.

The author says:

A vigorous male college student, very fragrant.