Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

So stupid!

It's so stupid!

Wang Xiaoming was about to cry stupidly by himself, he didn't dare to raise his head to face Yu Fengjing's mocking eyes, so he just continued to bury his head on Yu Fengjing's knee...

Yu Fengjing: "..."

Wang Xiaoming: "...QAQ"

God!Please delete memory!

Yu Fengjing sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the hairy head between his knees, then groped along Wang Xiaoming's head, pinching the back of Wang Xiaoming's neck.

Then he saw with satisfaction that Wang Xiaoming's ears were slightly red.

Afterwards, Yu Fengjing's hand continued to move down slowly, reaching into the back collar of Wang Xiaoming's T-shirt, and the loose T-shirt easily allowed Yu Fengjing's fair and slender hand to reach in.

Yu Fengjing's warm fingertips touched the smooth and delicate skin on Wang Xiaoming's back, causing both of them to feel a tingling electric sensation at the same time... Yu Fengjing's fingers slowly lingered on Wang Xiaoming's back as if they were playing the piano Then, press it lightly from time to time, just like the pianist's audition before playing...

This kind of stroking is as slow as a long shot deliberately slowed down in a movie, making Wang Xiaoming feel as if an electric current jumped from his tailbone to his forehead, and then exploded on his scalp, numb all the way to the bones inside.

Wang Xiaoming immediately jumped up and took several steps back.

The atmosphere seemed to become awkward and ambiguous in an instant, the air was so sticky that Wang Xiaoming felt a little smoky, he blushed and looked at Yu Fengjing who was still sitting on the bed, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

However, Yu Fengjing smiled at him as if nothing had happened, and said casually: "Let's go after we get dressed, let's have lunch first... Where do you want to eat?"

Seeing Yu Fengjing's calmness, Wang Xiaoming was too embarrassed to be hypocritical, so he temporarily put the past behind him. After all, eating is the most important thing in life: "How can there be good food around here? How does the dining hall in University B taste like?" Sample?"

Although the canteen cuisine is said to be the most unpalatable of the nine major cuisines in China, the taste of canteens across the country is not very good... But suddenly, Wang Xiaoming wanted to taste the food that Yu Fengjing often ate.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and said, "...Are you sure?"

"The food in the canteen is hygienic! It shouldn't be so unpalatable..." Wang Xiaoming rubbed his chin.

"It's not that bad, it just tastes so-so."

"That's fine, let's go!"

With that said, Wang Xiaoming walked over to pull Yu Fengjing up from the bed.

Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming's outstretched hand and curled his lips.

"Go! Get up! Didn't you want me to pull you up?"

As Wang Xiaoming spoke, he saw Yu Fengjing put his own hand in his palm.

"I've convinced you, come on, I'll pull you up, one, two, three, hard!" Wang Xiaoming tried hard to pull Yu Fengjing up, but Yu Fengjing sat on the bed without moving.

Wang Xiaoming tried harder, harder... Then Yu Fengjing suddenly sat on the head of the bed and pulled Wang Xiaoming towards him. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoming slammed into Yu Fengjing's arms.

"It hurts!" Wang Xiaoming felt as if his head had hit the wall, and the bones in Yu Fengjing's chest were really hard...

But Yu Fengjing held Wang Xiaoming tightly in his arms with his backhand. Wang Xiaoming had no choice but to sit on Yu Fengjing's lap, feeling his whole body was surrounded by Yu Fengjing's warm breath.

"...Are you throwing yourself into your arms?" Wang Xiaoming's face was pressed against Yu Fengjing's chest, and he felt the vibration of Yu Fengjing's chest cavity when he spoke, mixed with the sound of his heart beating, which made Wang Xiaoming's face heat up unconsciously.

"Put your arms in your arms and hug your sister! Obviously you dragged me and dragged me here!" Wang Xiaoming snorted unconvinced.

"What about just now? Was it always just now?" Yu Fengjingyu chuckled.

"Not just now! I accidentally fell down just now!" Wang Xiaoming's face was about to turn red... although it was already red.

"But there was nothing in front of you just now, what did you trip over?" Yu Fengjing lowered his head and whispered in Wang Xiaoming's ear, the warm air made Wang Xiaoming shrug his shoulders.

"The left foot tripped over the right foot! Have you never seen it?" Wang Xiaoming hummed weakly.

Yu Fengjing laughed: "...I've never seen it before."

"Then you've seen it now? Thank you for making you stand up!" Wang Xiaoming depressedly buried his head on Yu Fengjing's shoulder.

"Well, thank you." Yu Fengjing said softly.

"..." Wang Xiaoming didn't know what to say.

You're welcome?

It is my pleasure?

...he was really, really stupid.

Yu Fengjing hugged Wang Xiaoming quietly for a while, then gently pushed him away and said, "Okay, get up soon...we should go."

"Hmph." Wang Xiaoming snorted, it was obviously Yu Fengjing who came to hug him on his own initiative, it was as if he was pulling Yu Fengjing to hug him by force.

"...I'm going to be hard if I hold her any longer." Yu Fengjing said with a smile.

Wang Xiaoming immediately said: "..."

God!Don't bring such a calm and breezy hooligan!

Pay attention to your image!

What about the high-cold male god? ! !

Wang Xiaoming was dragged out of the hotel by Yu Fengjing just like that.

After leaving the hotel, Yu Fengjing led Wang Xiaoming to find a bus stop: "University B is a bit far from here, let's take the bus. Bus No. 222 can go directly to the main entrance of University B."

Looking at the people waiting for the bus near the bus stop, Wang Xiaoming said with some emotion: "I haven't taken a bus for a long time... I feel so nostalgic..."

Ever since he became a full-time writer, Wang Xiaoming has been staying at home writing novels almost all day long. This visit to City B can be said to be the farthest he has ever traveled in recent years.

"There will be opportunities in the future." Yu Fengjing said with a light smile.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the No. 222 bus came, and the bus was full of people, but the driver still stopped and opened the door to let Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming get on.

The long-lost feeling of crowding made Wang Xiaoming feel a little suffocated. He got into the car holding his breath, and heard the driver shouting loudly to the crowd behind: "The ones behind! Squeeze in again!" Squeeze.

Wang Xiaoming squeezed from the crowd all the way to the middle section of the bus compartment. The space here is slightly larger than the front of the bus. Wang Xiaoming finally found a seat where he could lean against the window. Of course, there were no seats available, but He still breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Because there were too many people in the car, Yu Fengjing could only stand not far from Wang Xiaoming, with a few people in between, he gave Wang Xiaoming an apologetic look.

Wang Xiaoming smiled indifferently, no matter which city the bus is so crowded, although he hasn't taken a bus for a long time, he still understands the basic national conditions of our country.

After a while, the two old-fashioned buses creaked and started.

Wang Xiaoming leaned against the car window, watching the scenery outside the car window, while holding the railing on the bus with one hand to prevent himself from falling and hitting the street.

The city scenery of City B is still pretty good. People are coming and going on the street. Wang Xiaoming was fascinated by watching it... Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

There was a hand that seemed to be absent, stroking his buttocks.

Wang Xiaoming's back stiffened suddenly, and he came back to his senses.

He thought that the hand just accidentally touched his buttocks, and he would move away after a while, but he never thought that after a while, the hand still didn't move away, and he was still touching his butt carefully, faintly. his ass.

Wang Xiaoming paused for a while.

...What the hell?It must be a thief!

Wang Xiaoming's heart suddenly beat a few beats faster. It was the first time in his life that he encountered a thief. This made Wang Xiaoming feel scared and looking forward to it. He began to imagine that when he turned around, he would grab the thief with his grasping hand, and then he would grab the thief with his back shoulder. Throwing the thief into the street... But this is just his fantasy, after all, as a weak little otaku, Wang Xiaoming's physical strength is only average, and those thieves who dare to steal usually have a few small knives in their pockets.

But Wang Xiaoming has no habit of putting wallets in the back pocket of his trousers, so he is not afraid that the thief will steal his wallet, so he plans to see what the thief is going to do next, and if he wants to transfer the object, he will find a way to remind him. Personally... After all, head-to-head is unscientific.

However, what Wang Xiaoming never expected was——

After finding out that there was no wallet in the back pocket of his trousers, the thief did not move his position, but exerted a little strength and began to knead his butt... Wang Xiaoming didn't react for a while, the thief Seeing that Wang Xiaoming didn't respond, he kneaded even harder.

After Wang Xiaoming's reflex arc circled the earth seven times, he finally reacted...

Fuck!It's not a thief!yes!color!Wolf!

After regaining his senses, Wang Xiaoming couldn't laugh or cry, even if his face was a little more handsome, he wouldn't be regarded as a girl, right?Did that pervert~ wolf forget to bring his eyes when he went out?

Wang Xiaoming saw the face of the person behind him from the reflection on the window glass of the bus... It was a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old, he looked like a junior high school student, carrying a black shoulder bag and schoolbag, and he looked like he was wearing blue She was astringent and delicate, and when she touched Wang Xiaoming's butt, her expression was a little flustered and at a loss.

But judging from his performance, he should be able to see that Wang Xiaoming is not a girl anymore.

Wang Xiaoming was silent for a few minutes, he felt as if he understood that this little boy should be in the budding stage of adolescence, and then he gradually realized that he seemed to be different from the people around him, so he was afraid and flustered... So he wanted to find a man to try a try?

Just when Wang Xiaoming was hesitating whether to slap the boy's hand away righteously, that hand suddenly disappeared.

Wang Xiaoming looked through the reflection of the car window, but it was Yu Fengjing who tried his best to squeeze through the crowd between him and Wang Xiaoming, and squeezed behind Wang Xiaoming. It was also his first time to do something bad, and he was full of guilt for fear of being discovered and caught.

Yu Fengjing smiled and stood where the little boy was standing just now, stretched out a hand and propped it on the window glass, like a male animal enclosure declaring sovereignty, and gave the little boy a faint look.

Wang Xiaoming watched the wind and clouds behind him through the car window, feeling a little warm in his heart...

But at this moment, the bus arrived at the next stop, and the little boy immediately ran out of the bus in a panic with his schoolbag in his arms.

As soon as the bus door opened, the little boy jumped out of the bus almost as if trying to escape. Several passengers hit by him complained one after another. Apart from the little boy, several people also got out of the bus, but the front door But a few new passengers came up.

No one seemed to see what happened just now, only Wang Xiaoming laughed sullenly in his stomach.

The little boy's harassment was not a problem for him, but the consequences for that little boy were obviously very serious. When the little boy got out of the car just now, he almost killed himself. It seems that for that little boy , it seems that a door to a new world has opened...

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's muffled laugh, Yu Fengjing lowered his head and whispered into Wang Xiaoming's ear: "What are you thinking, so funny?"

Wang Xiaoming was completely unaware of Yu Fengjing's low tone, so he whispered what he was thinking just now: "...I think he must feel that a door to a new world has opened..."

"Being able to bend a boy who is so much younger than you, do you feel a sense of accomplishment?" Yu Fengjing raised his voice slightly at the end.

...Finally realizing that Yu Fengjing's mood wasn't too high, Wang Xiaoming said weakly: "No, it's just that his reaction was too funny..." He was obviously the one who did something bad, but his reaction was so strong...

"Why didn't you push him away just now?" Yu Fengjing hugged Wang Xiaoming's waist tightly from behind with one hand, and whispered in Wang Xiaoming's ear.

"He's just a kid..." Wang Xiaoming shrank his shoulders. If he pushed the little boy away with a big movement just now and was discovered by others, that little boy would definitely receive strange looks from everyone in the car, right?If that little boy couldn't bear it for a while, it might cause a lot of psychological shadow.For a teenager whose sexuality was just budding, the blow must have been devastating.

Yu Fengjing sighed, and said, "What if he was an uncle in his 40s and [-]s just now?"

"Then I will definitely push him away, and let everyone in the car know that he is a pervert!" Wang Xiaoming said righteously.

Yu Fengjing was silent for a while, just when Wang Xiaoming thought that Yu Fengjing would not say anything more, Yu Fengjing suddenly smiled softly, and said, "Wang Xiaoming, are you a pedophile?"

Wang Xiaoming almost choked on his own saliva, is Yu Fengjing's brain a black hole? ? ?It's all here!

"You, you, you think too much!" Wang Xiaoming died of embarrassment. Although no one around heard their conversation, such words still made Wang Xiaoming feel very guilty, although he felt that what Yu Fengjing said was not true.

"Then why can boys but uncles can't?" Yu Fengjing said softly.

"...No, because adults already have standards for judging right and wrong. If you still do these things, you must be a pervert," Wang Xiaoming said in embarrassment. Three views."

"When I was 14 years old, I also knew that you can't touch other people's buttocks on the bus." Yu Fengjing said righteously.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Wang Xiaoming sighed and said: "You are very good, you are very precocious, you are very smart, so you are satisfied?"

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and hugged the arm around Wang Xiaoming's waist even tighter. Wang Xiaoming even felt a little out of breath... Then, Yu Fengjing put the other hand on Wang Xiaoming's on the ass.

Wang Xiaoming: "..." God, what are you doing!

Then the next moment, Yu Fengjing stretched out his hand, bent his fingers, and pinched Wang Xiaoming's buttocks. (…)

Wang Xiaoming: "..." God, you are playing hooligan again!

As if he heard Wang Xiaoming's internal complaints, Yu Fengjing laughed, his chest was pressed against Wang Xiaoming's back, and when he laughed, his chest vibrated so much that Wang Xiaoming could clearly feel it.

It was only then that Wang Xiaoming came to his senses that the distance between him and Yu Fengjing was already so close without realizing it, and the two of them exchanged body temperature only through two thin layers of clothing.

This kind of ambiguous distance where each breath is filled with the smell of the other party made Wang Xiaoming feel a little at a loss for a moment... as if he and Yu Fengjing were a couple who were already together.