Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

After brushing his teeth, Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief against his hands, and smelled the fresh lemon mint in his mouth with satisfaction... the same taste as the male god~o(*////▽////*)q So Wang Xiaoming With such a turbulent little mood, he washed his face. After washing his face, he came out to take a look, and found that Yu Fengjing had turned off the computer, and he seemed to be about to go to bed.

After seeing Wang Xiaoming coming out, Yu Fengjing raised his head and glanced at Wang Xiaoming's bare thighs, and said with a smile: "It will be the school's time to turn off the lights in a while, go to bed quickly, and I will turn off the lights after you get up."

Wang Xiaoming said "Oh", and then saw that the four beds in Yu Fengjing's dormitory were in trouble, which one should he choose?Because only Yu Fengjing slept alone in the dormitory, the other three beds were all empty, but Yu Fengjing placed some luggage, books and other sundries on the two beds next to the toilet on the balcony, although there were not many, It may not take 10 minutes to pack it up, but as a lazy person, Wang Xiaoming definitely doesn't want to move it around, it's so troublesome.

The bed opposite Yu Fengjing was empty, just put an empty suitcase, just because no one slept, no mosquito net, no mat, no pillow and quilt.For a boy, it’s okay to sleep on a wooden bed without a mat, at most it’s just a little pain in the bones when he wakes up tomorrow morning, but now that the weather has entered autumn, it seems a bit cold at night without a quilt.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yu Fengjing's bed. Yu Fengjing put a mat on the bottom of the wooden bed, and spread a thin layer of soft mattress on the mat. The lemon-yellow pillow was matched with the quilt of the same series. It looks very comfortable and warm, especially the pillow, which looks soft and comfortable...

However, if he just said directly that he wanted to sleep with Yu Fengjing, wouldn't he be too reserved?After all, they are officially together today, and they share the same bed so soon. Isn't the development of the plot too fast?

Wang Xiaoming was a little confused, but at this moment, Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to sleep in the empty bed opposite, I still have extra quilts here, but there are no pillows."

When Wang Xiaoming sleeps, he likes to lie on a high, soft pillow. He can't sleep without a pillow.

So Wang Xiaoming looked at Yu Fengjing eagerly, and then at the pillow on Yu Fengjing's bed, trying to tell Yu Fengjing with his eyes that he really wanted to sleep on Yu Fengjing's pillow.

But obviously, Yu Fengjing misunderstood the meaning in Wang Xiaoming's eyes, or, he understood, but intentionally...distorted it.

He curled his lips towards Yu Fengjing and said, "Of course, if you want to sleep with me, you can."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, he wanted to sleep on Yu Fengjing's pillow, not Yu Fengjing...

But obviously, Yu Fengjing didn't want his pillow to be slept by Wang Xiaoming, he wanted to be slept by Wang Xiaoming himself.

"It's time to turn off the lights, let's go to bed." At this moment, a bell rang, which seemed to be the light-off bell of the dormitory of University A. This reminded Wang Xiaoming of his four years in college, so he was in a daze for a while and was caught Yu Fengjing caught up with his bed.

Wang Xiaoming hadn't climbed the stairs of this kind of canopy bed for a long time, and for a while he didn't know how to climb. Halfway through the climb, he froze in mid-air and didn't know how to move his legs. Then Yu Fengjing lifted Wang Xiaoming's butt with his hands behind his back, Wang Xiaoming was gently pushed onto the bed by Yu Fengjing, and before Wang Xiaoming could react, Yu Fengjing smiled and went to turn off the light.

Wang Xiaoming reacted, and suddenly felt a little embarrassing. He couldn't even climb stairs. Now the rumor of his low IQ is really confirmed QAQ...

Wang Xiaoming buried his face in the pillow in frustration, and immediately smelled a faint lemon scent, so he sniffed and sniffed, and then he felt the bed sink, and Yu Fengjing also climbed up.

Although the lights in the dormitory were turned off, the moonlight outside was still bright, pouring into the room through the windows, Yu Fengjing's silhouette seemed particularly beautiful under the bright moonlight.

Wang Xiaoming stayed for a while, and then he felt Yu Fengjing crawl to his side, put his arms around Wang Xiaoming's waist from the outside of the bed, then held Wang Xiaoming down and kissed him.

Wang Xiaoming reflexively struggled weakly, and then Yu Fengjing pressed him into his arms and said softly: "Don't move around, the bed is small, be careful that it will collapse in a while."

Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to move at once. Although this is not getting on and off the bed, and there is no one under it, even if the bed collapses, it is impossible to kill people, but it will definitely hurt them if they fall from such a high place...Wait, that's wrong Well, are the beds in schools that bad?But it's a fact that the bed is small, at most about 1.2 meters wide, which is more than enough for a grown man to lie on his back, but it's a bit difficult for two stronger grown men to lie on his back. Fortunately, both Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing belong to that kind of bed. With a slender and thin body, if you want to lie flat side by side, it is not too reluctant, but there is not much room for movement.

Feeling that Wang Xiaoming's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move, Yu Fengjing gave a sullen laugh, he simply turned sideways, put one hand around Wang Xiaoming's waist, and held Wang Xiaoming in his arms.

Wang Xiaoming felt that his brain was a little short of oxygen. The distance between him and Yu Fengjing was too close, so close that he could feel Yu Fengjing's breathing fluctuating and his heart beating. The two people's skin was touching, and the temperature was transmitted from one another, with almost no gaps.

Smelling the fresh lemon scent on Yu Fengjing's body, Wang Xiaoming felt very at ease. He hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand to wrap around Yu Fengjing's waist.

Yu Fengjing seemed to chuckle, Wang Xiaoming blushed, and teased unwillingly: "God, your waist is so thin."

"Your waist is also very thin," Yu Fengjing replied calmly, "...the buttocks are also very raised."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, the male god is worthy of being a male god, he even went farther than others on the road of playing hooligans!

He is not convinced!

Wang Xiaoming snorted a little in his heart, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and ruthlessly touched Yu Fengjing's ass.

Yu Fengjing paused for a while, then stretched out his hand, wrapped Wang Xiaoming's buttocks, and kneaded ambiguously. Compared with Wang Xiaoming's simple and rough touch, Yu Fengjing's technique was obviously much more sophisticated, and Wang Xiaoming's mind flashed in an instant. In the past, the barrage "knead gently, slowly twist, wipe and pick again"...Wait, what the hell is this, get out of my brain!

"...Male god," Wang Xiaoming said with a complicated expression and a tangled tone, "You are so good at touching other people's buttocks, are you artificial at home? Can I interview you about how you developed your proficiency in this skill?"

Yu Fengjing paused for a moment, then laughed softly, "I got it from you."

"But haven't you just touched... a few times... my butt?" Wang Xiaoming felt his face was burning, "It's only been so few times, you are so proficient, the way you made you touch other people's butt is really too good Naturally, you are too proficient, just like those chefs kneading dough in TV dramas..."

Yu Fengjing smiled and said, "Probably because of my extraordinary talent..."

"That's not how talent is used!" Wang Xiaoming said tangledly. As a master stallion, the most common setting for the male protagonist in his works is talent... Hey, why did he add such a philosophy to talent? What about symbols?

"How is that used?" Yu Fengjing chuckled.

...the topics are getting weirder and weirder!

Wang Xiaoming snorted, turned around, and faced the wall with his back to Yu Fengjing: "I'm so sleepy... I fell asleep..." He wouldn't talk to Yu Fengjing about such a ridiculous topic as what is talent and talent?

"Well, I'm asleep." Fortunately, Yu Fengjing didn't really intend to talk about philosophy with Wang Xiaoming at night, he just chuckled and then stretched out his hand to circle Wang Xiaoming's back, "...good night."

His voice was getting lower and lower, but the ending was slightly raised, as if it had some kind of seductive meaning.

Wang Xiaoming swayed for a while, and then surrounded by Yu Fengjing's breath, he gradually felt sleepy... He originally thought that he would be so excited that he would not be able to sleep for the first time sharing the bed with a male god, but now he feels very Peace of mind and tranquility, as if with some kind of peace of mind after the dust settled, Wang Xiaoming gradually fell asleep.

Then, I don't know if it was because he talked with Yu Fengjing about some philosophical and ghostly topics before going to bed, Wang Xiaoming had a philosophical and ghostly dream——

In his dream, Wang Xiaoming dreamed that he had become the friend of the male protagonist in the fantasy martial arts novel "A Beauty with Me", which he was serializing.That's right!He dreamed that he had time-traveled into a novel he wrote, but instead of becoming an all-powerful male protagonist, he became that friend who was willing to do everything else to be a stepping stone for the male protagonist!In the dream, Wang Xiaoming met the arrogant and beautiful Lolita with the cold moon knife face, the cold Yujie with the Jun Xiao face, and the lively beauty with the cat-eating fish face. The domineering Yujie with the face of the seven wolves in the desert, and a group of protagonists in the harem with the faces of the gods, and the most horrible thing is that there is actually a... Yuhuan-shaped beauty with the face of a colorful panda?In short, Wang Xiaoming knelt down to the taste of the hero in his dream!

Then he ran into the protagonist with Yu Fengjing's face while complaining. ==

……fall!If Yu Fengjing really dares to build a harem, Wang Xiaoming swears that he will definitely castrate Yu Fengjing!

Then, the plot progressed abruptly to the girl with the colorful panda face... the beauty shyly and timidly prepared to dedicate herself to Yu Fengjing, but was rejected by Yu Fengjing with a serious expression of "I am a gentleman".

……fall!If Yu Fengjing really accepted it, it would be hell!

Wang Xiaoming complained and complained, and then suddenly realized that he was masturbating!Before he could pull his hand out of his trousers... the wall was shattered by Yu Fengjing's slap!The plot is so familiar!Isn't this the unfolding of God that he just finished writing last night?

And then, before Wang Xiaoming thought that Yu Fengjing would come over to share his heart with him as a Jiyoujun as he wrote, and held hands to promise each other, he saw Yu Fengjing's breathing suddenly became short of breath, his eyes were burning, and he walked slowly towards him... ...Then, Wang Xiaoming was pushed down on the bed by Yu Fengjing. Before Wang Xiaoming complained, "Fall! This is different from what he wrote! He obviously didn't write this kind of plot!" The clothes fell off by themselves!

Wait... He remembered that the plot was obviously not like this!His plot is obviously very pure!The protagonist just held hands with his friends and chatted, okay?As the leading actor, Yu Fengjing, don't tamper with the plot casually!

However, in the novel, in order to make it easier for the protagonist to pick up girls, Wang Xiaoming did set up a special skill for the male protagonist—Clothes Picking Palm. The function of this skill is as wretched as the name of this skill. , the clothes on that person will fall off by themselves.

Such a wretched skill was thought up by Wang Xiaoming and the group of gods in the group when he complained about it. At that time, he was still embarrassed, thinking that he was really clever, but when this skill was applied to himself, Wang Xiaoming just Think hehe.

Then Wang Xiaoming was pushed down on the bed by Yu Fengjing, who was breathing fast What kind of talent is the so-called talent in the book...

...But he doesn't want to know this kind of thing at all!

Maybe it was because the urge to complain was too strong this time, and Wang Xiaoming woke himself up immediately.

Waking up from the nightmare, Wang Xiaoming touched himself in a panic, and found that the clothes were still there, and he was relieved... It turned out to be just a dream... But what's the matter with this feeling of happiness and slight disappointment?

Wang Xiaoming looked down blankly, suddenly he felt a little bad, because of the nightmare just now, he seems to be a little bit wrong now...in fact, it's not wrong... This is just a normal morning exercise, but the current location seems to be something is wrong...

Wang Xiaoming looked at the spirited Xiao Xiaoming under the quilt, a little speechless, a little shy, and a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yu Fengjing didn't seem to wake up at this time, and his breathing was steady and long. Wang Xiaoming was about to sneak over Yu Fengjing and run to the toilet to get everything done, but when he was about to turn over, he accidentally bumped into Yu Fengjing. Some equally spiritual part of the waist.

Wang Xiaoming froze for a moment, because Yu Fengjing let out a soft snort after being hit by him like this, and seemed to be waking up slowly, before Wang Xiaoming could make any follow-up reaction, Yu Fengjing came over from behind Wrapped around the waist.Yu Fengjing's warm chest was pressed against his back, and the scorching breath sprayed on the sensitive skin behind Wang Xiaoming's ears. The lazy and sexy voice made Wang Xiaoming tremble when he woke up in the morning. It made Wang Xiaoming's scalp tingle: "Morning..."

"...Morning, good morning." Wang Xiaoming felt his scalp tingling, not only because Yu Fengjing's voice was so sexy that he couldn't control it, but also because of the clear tactile sensation when their bodies were tightly pressed together.

Yu Fengjing didn't seem to be fully awake yet, he put his arms around Wang Xiaoming from behind, rested his head on Wang Xiaoming's shoulder for a while, and seemed to be starting to wake up a little bit: "...Did you sleep well last night?" He asked lazily.

"It's okay," Wang Xiaoming smiled awkwardly, and asked in embarrassment, "...how about you?"

"It's not bad." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly, "The only bad thing is that he had a...dream all night."

...what's with that suspicious silence in the middle?

Could it be that Yu Fengjing also had such a dream?

"What dream?" Wang Xiaoming asked bravely.

"It's a strange dream," Yu Fengjing said after a moment of silence, "I dreamed that I became the male protagonist in your novel, and then you...became the male protagonist's friend."

"Pfft..." Wang Xiaoming almost vomited, it was exactly the same as his dream!Male god, you are also very clever!

"Then I had a dream all night." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly next to Wang Xiaoming's ear, "I dreamed that we used various postures... There were even many postures that I didn't know at all. Although this dream was a bit strange, the content good."

... Not a bad ghost!You try to substitute the one below?Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt a little bad all over.

"I always feel like I'm getting up," Yu Fengjing said with a chuckle, "When shall we... try?"