Frank and strict

This is not the first time something like this has been interrupted.Before that, when the two of them were alone in the dormitory, people from the next dormitory suddenly came to knock on the door to borrow things, or the fourth child came back from activities with friends early, such situations were not uncommon.

One week before Christmas, He Lang found a house outside the school.

When Yang Juan was packing his luggage in the dormitory at night, Zhuo Lan happened to be in the dormitory too.Zhuo Lan already knew about Yang Juan's moving out to live with He Lang a few days ago, seeing him come out with his suitcase to pack, he asked casually, "When will you move in?"

The latter squatted on the ground and replied: "Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? So soon?" Zhuo Lan couldn't help standing up from his chair, "Could it be too soon? It's less than two months?"

"Soon?" Yang Juan raised his head in confusion, thought for a moment, and showed an embarrassed expression, "But my undergraduate roommate, he and his boyfriend have already lived together the second day after they fell in love."

Zhuo Lan: "..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but then he thought that he was already an adult.It's just his character and appearance that always make Zhuo Lan ignore the fact that he has grown up for a long time.So he didn't say anything in the end, and sat back in the chair and muttered to himself: "Juan, you can have a snack."

Yang Juan, who was fiddling with the suitcase, raised his face in confusion, "Dim sum? What dim sum?"

Zhuo Lan: "..."

That dog man He Lang really fascinated their family.

In the undergraduate dormitory opposite, He Lang was also packing his luggage in the dormitory.It was rare for Shao Ye to go back to school at night, so he brought a midnight snack to chat with him and his fourth child. Seeing him packing his luggage, he knew that his move out was finalized.

Since two months ago, he accidentally saw He Lang wiping Yang Juan's mouth in a private club, he knew that this day would come sooner or later.Therefore, he was not even surprised at all when he learned from the fourth child that the two had a good relationship.

It made the fourth child doubt whether he was the one who ate and lived with He Lang every day, or Shao Ye, who was calm and calm from the beginning to the end.

He and the fourth child were sitting at the table eating supper. From the corner of their eyes, he saw He Lang put the computer on the desk into the computer bag, and asked him a little worriedly: "You will be able to play the city battle in the game, right?"

He Lang asked, "Is the time out?"

"Not yet. But there are rumors that the city battle is scheduled for Christmas Eve and Christmas." After finishing speaking, his tone paused, "If the rumors are correct, you will participate, right?"

He Lang turned to pull out the closet, and replied casually, "I know it well."

This familiar answer pattern gave Shao Ye a vague premonition, "Do you really know?"

He Lang kept moving his hands, hummed absently, took out the clothes from the closet, and threw them into the suitcase on the ground.

"It's good that you know it in your heart." Shao Ye still couldn't help adding and emphasizing, "If you miss the city battle, there will be no such thing as celebrating the holidays with your partner this year. As long as you think about it, you can live it every day. Which of these two things is better? Which is more important to you—”

He Lang frowned slightly, turned his head with his clothes in his arms, and interrupted him: "What are you going to give your girlfriend for Christmas?"

Shao Ye looked at him incredulously, "Aren't we talking about city warfare?"

"City war? What city war?" He Lang clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, "I thought about it for two hours, but I still haven't figured out what to give my wife."

Shao Ye: "..."

Suspecting that he didn't listen carefully to what he said, Shao Ye slapped the table in dissatisfaction, "Don't fucking think about giving your wife a present, we will probably play games and fight city battles on Christmas."

When He Lang heard this, he finally looked over, "The battle in the city is scheduled for Christmas?" He frowned more and more, and looked at him in disbelief, "Which is more important than dating your wife when you fight in the city? I won’t be online on the day of the battle, you should discuss the strategic deployment with Sweet Girl and the others.”

Shao Ye: "..."

I really fucking believed in He Lang's evil.

What is the origin of this Yang Juan, whether it was in the game before or outside the game now, it has coaxed his brother into confusion.

In the afternoon of the next day, He Lang drove the car to the downstairs of the postgraduate dormitory and carried the luggage for Yang Juan.He didn't have a lot of luggage to take away, and he also left a bed and quilt in the dormitory, in case he was too busy at school one day, and it was inconvenient to go back to the place where he lived outside the school.

He Lang built a three-bedroom house in a nearby community. In addition to the master bedroom, there are two second bedrooms in the house.Before Yang Juan left the dormitory, Zhuo Lan pulled him and bit his ear, telling him that after moving in, he must sleep in a separate room with He Lang.

Yang Juan blushed when he heard it on the spot, until he walked into He Lang's rented house and saw the exaggeratedly large bed in the master bedroom with the door open.

He Lang carried his suitcase into the master bedroom, turned around and signaled Yang Juan, "You sleep here."

When Yang Juan heard this, his ears immediately burned.Immediately forgetting Zhuo Lan's exhortations, Yang Juan didn't have the nerve to answer the words, and looked away in a dizzy mind, looking around pretending to be calm.

Noticing that He Lang's suitcase was still in the living room, he walked over and obediently helped He Lang push the suitcase into the master bedroom.The latter turned around when he heard the sound, and was stunned when he saw his actions, "What's wrong?"

As if being caught doing something quietly, Yang Juan nervously let go of the handle, and replied with red ears: "It's nothing."

Only then did He Lang see how red his ears were.Immediately realizing something, he strode over, pressed Yang Juan on his large suitcase and sat down, bent down very close, raised his eyebrows and smiled and asked, "Xiao Yang, do you want to sleep with me? "

Not only the two ears, but Yang Juan's entire face began to heat up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He opened his mouth to retort in a low voice: "I didn't."

He Lang's wide palms, which were a little rough in the hand, pressed against his face, pressed his hot cheeks, and kneaded them gently like kneading flour, "I don't sleep here, I sleep next door."

Yang Juan couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, which seemed different from what Zhuo Lan told him.

Slightly uncomfortable being watched by him, He Lang coughed lightly, stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the suitcase, then pulled his own suitcase, went out and turned to the second bedroom next door.

Although he has never been in a relationship, in the social circle of his peers who grew up, there is no such romantic and rich kid who doesn't hug left and right, and there is no such spectacular love history as Shao Ye's girlfriend who changes every two months. I'm sorry to use it as a talking point in the circle.

Even the fourth child who also has a good relationship with him, regardless of his being single in the past two years, the girlfriends he had talked with in high school and junior high school, even in a small group, there are two tables of poker friends.

As for someone like He Lang who has never been in a relationship, it is really a rare and rare breed in their circle.He kisses and hugs Yang Juan on weekdays, and when doing these things, he is no different from those heterosexuals.

Although He Lang has never been in a relationship, he has been in such a circle since he was a child. He has never eaten mutton but has seen sheep running. Naturally, he has always been self-taught when it comes to hugging and kissing.

In the past two months, the two of them have already kissed each other, embraced each other, and punched each other, probably only the last step.It's just this last step. Although He Lang also watched movies with his friends, he didn't watch movies about two men.

In the swimming pool before, but just wearing swimming trunks and taking a bath together, he was already on the verge of death and had no choice but to give up.Before he was fully prepared, he never planned to sleep in the same bed with Yang Juan.

He was still thinking about the so-called complete preparations, but Yang Juan followed him and said, "You should sleep in the master bedroom. The bed in the second bedroom is smaller than the master bedroom."

He Lang turned to show him the bed in front of him, "I have already changed the bed."

Yang Juan looked at the wardrobe in the second bedroom again, "The wardrobe here is also smaller than the master bedroom, and you have more clothes than me."

"The extra clothes can be hung with you." He Lang said nonchalantly.

"I'm afraid I might wear it wrong." Yang Juan said hesitantly.

When He Lang heard the words, the corners of his mouth raised a big arc, "My clothes are your clothes, you can wear them all." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm to measure Yang Juan's upper body imaginarily, and there was a burning temperature in his eyes Come on, the voice unconsciously lowered, "You can also wear my shirt, and you don't need to wear pants after wearing it. Lamb, when will you wear it for me to see?"

Rao has been used to it for almost two months, but Yang Juan still couldn't control his blushing well in front of He Lang.He blushed, held back in He Lang's sight for a long time, and finally imitated what Zhuo Lan taught him, stumbled and blushed and choked out two words: "Liu, rascal."

After scolding, worried that He Lang would be angry, he carefully raised his eyelids and looked at He Lang's face.

As early as a few days ago, Zhuo Lan had persuaded him earnestly that he must not let He Lang ask for anything when it comes to dating.Although Yang Juan didn't tell him any details about how he got along with He Lang in private.

But when Zhuo Lan analyzed He Lang, he could be said to be serious: "I've seen a lot of straight men like him. Before he caught up with him, he looked normal. It's like a flood, all the brains are vented out, not to mention, he is still this kind of straight man who has been holding back for 20 years and has never had sex."

Yang Juan's face was slightly reddened by the bold and straightforward words in his words.

"So, next time if he plays hooliganism on you, just scold him back." Zhuo Lan instructed him.

Yang Juan was stunned when he heard it, and asked hesitantly for a while, "Why?"

Zhuo Lan taught him righteously: "You just scold, stinky man, dog man."

Yang Juan was slightly stunned, "Could you be scolding too much?"

"It's not serious. If you scold him lightly, it will make him think that you are deliberately seducing him." Before seeing Yang Juan scolding anyone, Zhuo Lan quickly covered up the excitement in his eyes, and Zhuo Lan couldn't wait to look at him. Hook your fingers, "Come on, open your mouth and learn from me."

Yang Juan nodded blankly.

Zhuo Lan scolded passionately: "Smelly man."

Yang Juan's voice softened: "Smelly man."

Zhuo Lan raised his tone and scolded angrily: "Dog man."

Yang Juan still said softly: "Dog man."

Zhuo Lan: "..."

"Forget it, I give up." He concluded with a tired face.

Yang Juan blinked guiltyly at that time, but didn't dare to speak.

At this moment, in front of He Lang, applying what he had learned, he held back for a long time, but he couldn't hold back the words Zhuo Lan taught him to scold. In the end, he just scolded softly on the tip of He Lang's heart like a cat tickling. A rogue.

Instead of being angry, He Lang was scolded so that his eyes burned and his mouth became parched.He stretched his arms around Yang Juan's waist, and pulled him into his arms without saying a word.

He stood in the room with Yang Juan in his arms, the tip of his high nose brushed against his forehead and the end of his eyes in turn, and slowly slid down against his cheek, and finally he lowered his head to bite Yang Juan's thin red earlobe, blurred and blurred He spit out sticky words again: "Honey, stop scolding."

"If you scold me again, I will be hard." He Lang said.

The author says:

Ruanyangyang, followed by drunken sheep.