Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Listening to Yu Fengjing's deep and lazy voice, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help swallowing, and the image of Yu Fengjing wearing only that pair of black underwear could not help appearing in his mind...

"...Now this pair of black underwear is already wet," Yu Fengjing chuckled softly, "It's completely soaked..."

As Wang Xiaoming listened, he couldn't help but clenched the phone tightly. His face was burning badly, his mouth was dry, and his whole body was dazzled by Yu Fengjing's hoarse voice.

"Now I'm going to be naked," Yu Fengjing's voice was slightly hoarse, and then Wang Xiaoming heard a rustling sound, "Take it off... Now I'm going to take a shower, I turned on the shower, did you hear the sound of water? "

With the sound of splashing water, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Wang Xiaoming walked into the bathroom, looked at himself in the half-length mirror on the sink, and was stunned.

In the mirror, Wang Xiaoming's face was flushed, the corners of his eyes were slightly squinted, his lips were bright red, his eyebrows and eyes were full of spring.

"I also went into the bathroom..." Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but said.

"Are you going to take a bath too?" Yu Fengjing chuckled, "Then let's take a bath together..."

"I've just washed it." Wang Xiaoming looked at himself in the mirror with red ears, feeling unreal in his heart... Is this person really him?How could he show such an expression?

"Wash again," Yu Fengjing said in a low voice, he suddenly smiled and said, "Is there a mirror in your bathroom?"

Wang Xiaoming hummed lightly.

"...Take a selfie in the mirror and send it to me." Yu Fengjing said lazily with a slightly raised end.

"What do you want?" Wang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows.

"...Think." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly.

"Get out!" Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a while, then realized that Yu Fengjing had told a joke about Xiao Huang.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you." Yu Fengjing said softly.

"We've only been separated for two days..." Wang Xiaoming said so, but he couldn't control the yearning for Yu Fengjing in his heart, and his chest felt depressed.

"Not seeing each other in a day is like three autumns." Yu Fengjing said in a hoarse voice.

Wang Xiaoming stopped talking, and as Yu Fengjing said, he took a selfie with the half-length mirror in the bathroom.

After the shooting, Wang Xiaoming took a look at the effect himself. In the photo, his face was reddish, his eyes were slightly half-closed, and the skin under the ears was even redder. He was only wearing a large loose and thin T-shirt. He didn't even wear pants. Of course, only the upper half of Wang Xiaoming's waist can be seen in the half-length mirror, but the hidden scenery is even more intriguing...

When Yu Fengjing saw the photo sent by Wang Xiaoming, he saw such a scene.

"Are you wearing pants?" Yu Fengjing asked hoarsely.

"Guess..." Wang Xiaoming doesn't like to wear pants when he sleeps, because he feels cramped and uncomfortable, so when he is alone at home, he usually sleeps wearing only a T-shirt.

"I guess not." Yu Fengjing laughed hoarsely.

"Ask again if you guessed correctly," Wang Xiaoming snorted, "I sent you my selfie, and you also take a selfie and send it to me, one thing for another, that's only fair."

"There is no mirror in the dormitory bathroom." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly.

"Stupid, don't you know how to use the front camera?" Of course Wang Xiaoming knew that there was no mirror in Yu Fengjing's dormitory bathroom. Just scared the hell out of me.

"...Okay, let me put on my underwear first, otherwise I will be shy." Yu Fengjing chuckled.

Wang Xiaoming snorted softly in his heart, I've seen you all, why are you so shy, hypocritical!

One minute later, Yu Fengjing sent a selfie, Wang Xiaoming clicked on it, and immediately felt bad.

In the photo, Yu Fengjing really put on his underwear, but that pair of underwear was not the new one that Wang Xiaoming thought, but the black underwear that Yu Fengjing just took off... The effect can be imagined.

In the photo, Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly at the camera, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, exuding a deadly aura, his upper body was naked, and he was wearing a pair of wet black underwear...

"Damn it, you..." Wang Xiaoming stared at the phone, speechless for a while.

"What's wrong?" Yu Fengjing raised his voice at the end, as if asking.

"You, you, you... playing hooligans!" Wang Xiaoming blushed and his heart beat.

"I'm only playing hooligans with you alone." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly, his voice was quite seductive.

"Hmph, you took this photo... It's just like the male peacock in the zoo, do you know that? In order to seduce the female peacock, you put all your efforts to show off..." Wang Xiaoming's tone was a little disgusted, but he was a little small in his heart. Said proudly.

"Then are you a female peacock?" Yu Fengjing asked with a smile.

"Bah, you are the female peacock!" Wang Xiaoming snorted.

"Didn't you just say that I am a male peacock?" Yu Fengjing chuckled.

"You are an androgynous shemale peacock!" Wang Xiaoming snorted again.

"Okay, whatever you say is whatever..." Yu Fengjing was helpless.

"By the way, I'm warning you," Wang Xiaoming thought of Yu Fengjing's appearance in the photo, and couldn't help feeling anxious, "Don't be so coquettish when you take selfies in the future, it's so coquettish, even if you take such coquettish selfies, you can't post them." Give it to others, ahem, you can only send it to me!"

Yu Fengjing smiled: "Okay, I'll only take selfies for you to see... I'm called Sao?"

"You're not a show, you're a show!" Wang Xiaoming said with a blushing heart.

"If I'm called coquettish, then what are you?" Yu Fengjing's ending voice gradually picked up, "Your selfies are obviously more coquettish...It's so coquettish that I can't control it..."

"Obviously you are more flirtatious than me!" Wang Xiaoming's ears were burning red, why did he and Yu Fengjing discuss who is more flirtatious in the bathroom?The direction of the topic seems to be getting more and more strange!

"You're so coquettish," Yu Fengjing said in a hoarse voice, "I almost got hard again when I saw your selfie..."

"Ahem," Wang Xiaoming almost choked on his own saliva, "You, you, you! Speak well, don't play hooligans casually!"

"I'm just telling the truth," Yu Fengjing smiled lowly, "I will keep this selfie of you well, and if I miss you in the future, I will take it out and have a look, and then..."

Yu Fengjing's words stopped short, but Wang Xiaoming had already guessed what Yu Fengjing was going to say next... Then he shot a plane at his selfie, right?

"You... gangster!" Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but blush and his heartbeat started to imitate Yu Fengjing masturbating to his selfie... By the way, Yu Fengjing also masturbated to the voice in his video before seeing him in person. plane?

Then Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered that he had just masturbated to Yu Fengjing's "Majestic" not long ago... Thinking about it this way, he didn't seem qualified to call Yu Fengjing a hooligan, because he was too.

"Well, I'm a gangster, a big gangster," Yu Fengjing lowered his voice and laughed, "The gangster misses you..."

"Ahem, didn't you just take a shower, did you finish?" Wang Xiaoming changed the subject with a blushing face.

"No, my phone isn't waterproof," Yu Fengjing said helplessly, "I can't take a shower while talking on the phone."

Wang Xiaoming thought so too, taking a bath while making a phone call was too difficult, so Wang Xiaoming allowed Yu Fengjing to take a bath.

"You go take a shower first, and call me after you take a shower."

"Okay," Yu Fengjing smiled softly, "Then I'll take a shower first." Wang Xiaoming heard the sound of water from Yu Fengjing's end again, and waited silently for Yu Fengjing to hang up the phone, but after waiting for a minute, Yu Fengjing still didn't hang up, but Yu Fengjing didn't speak out either, the two of them were silent for a while, and no one spoke.

On the phone, there were only two people breathing one after another, and the sound of running water.

"Hey, why didn't you hang up the phone." Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't help but opened his mouth, urging Yu Fengjing to take a bath quickly.

"I'm waiting for you to hang up." Yu Fengjing said.

"Go take a shower, wasting water is a waste of national resources, hang up the phone first!" Wang Xiaoming also said.

"You first." Yu Fengjing said softly.

"You go first!" Wang Xiaoming held his breath, determined to win Yu Fengjing.

"Hang up first, I'll wait for you." After Yu Fengjing finished speaking, he stopped talking.

There was another few minutes of silence, listening to Yu Fengjing's light and shallow breathing on the other end of the phone, Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't hold back.

"... I was defeated by you! I hung up." Wang Xiaoming hung up the phone whimpering, looking at the nearly half-hour call log in the call log, his heart felt sweet.

Although long-distance calls were very expensive, but for Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing, such a small amount of money was not a big deal.

After hanging up Yu Fengjing's phone call, Wang Xiaoming returned to the computer desk, and after chatting with Yu Fengjing, his inspiration for Xinkeng seemed to have been opened up to Ren Du's second vein, and he went out desperately as if he didn't want money The blowout, Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up, he immediately opened the word document, caught the moment of the burst of inspiration, and started typing.

More than half an hour later, Wang Xiaoming coded more than 3000 characters as if with the help of a god. Just when he was about to continue writing, the phone ringing again interrupted his thoughts.

Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to stop, fearing that the spirit root would be fleeting, he quickly picked up the phone and listened with his shoulder and head between his shoulders and head, while continuing to type. The caller was Yu Fengjing who had just taken a shower. Wang Xiaoming picked up the phone and said hello casually. With a sound.

Yu Fengjing paused, then smiled and said, "You were so clingy to me just now, why are you so indifferent now, just throw it away when you're done using it?" His tone seemed a little aggrieved.

"I'm inspired! Now I can't stop coding! Play if you have something to do, and retreat if you have nothing to do!" Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to use two things at once. He quickly sorted out his thoughts and said to Yu Fengjing casually.

"Okay, you code," Yu Fengjing said helplessly, "but you turn on the camera and video with me."

"I want code words, I don't have time for video chat..." Wang Xiaoming said without thinking.

"You don't need to chat with me, just put your heart and soul into coding." Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, "I'm watching you code with a video from here... I heard that men who work hard are handsome, I want to see you work hard look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoming's penguin received a video chat invitation from him.

Wang Xiaoming didn't think too much, and agreed.

After the video chat invitation was approved, Wang Xiaoming was casually trying to move the dialog box away to make room for code words, but he caught sight of Yu Fengjing on the opposite side.

In the video, Yu Fengjing obviously came out of the bathroom just now. His hair was wet with water droplets rolling down, his long eyelashes were wet, and his deep black eyes seemed to be covered with water mist. A white bath towel is tied between them.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but look twice more, Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was satisfied that he was more attractive than Wang Xiaoming's "job"... But before he could smile, Wang Xiaoming turned his head away again, and seriously hit the Start writing.

Looking from Yu Fengjing's side, he could just see Wang Xiaoming pursing his lips slightly, moving his ten fingers on the keyboard like flying, and beating the keyboard. I don't know if Wang Xiaoming wrote some exciting plot, his eyes It shone slightly, and her face turned red with excitement, almost the same expression as when facing Yu Fengjing.

Yu Fengjing was suddenly a little unhappy.

Wang Xiaoming continued to type characters for more than three hours with such passion, and finally typed [-] characters. At the end of the coding, his hand almost broke. After typing the last period, Wang Xiaoming shook his sore hand, bah Limp on the keyboard.

"...Xiao Ming, do you usually write like this?" Yu Fengjing smiled lightly.

It was only then that Wang Xiaoming realized that he was still video chatting with Yu Fengjing. He groaned and chirped on the keyboard twice, and said, "It's about the same. When the inspiration comes, it will be a thousand miles away. If there is no inspiration, no matter how painful it is, you have to hold back... You have to rely on this to make a living, you can’t wait for the inspiration to come and write, who didn’t say that when a writer writes a novel, he can’t wait for the inspiration to come to write, just like a sex worker can’t wait for the desire to come before receiving customers..."

Yu Fengjing paused, and sighed: "I remember that I read a lot of news before, saying that Internet writers stayed up late to code and died suddenly. You should take good care of your body."

"Ah?" Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

"Haven't you seen such news?" Yu Fengjing in the video raised his eyebrows, "Look at you, you always stay up all night to code and don't eat well, you can't do this in the future, I will supervise you to sleep and eat on time , you have to be obedient."

"Oh... I seem to have heard of it," Wang Xiaoming was a little scared, "but I feel that these things are quite far away from me..."

"Don't think that you are not too old to indulge yourself casually," Yu Fengjing said lightly, "Many of those Internet writers who died suddenly were still very young, don't think that such things are far away from you..."

Wang Xiaoming was a little guilty by Yu Fengjing's words, he seemed to have never seen such a serious expression on Yu Fengjing's face.

Yu Fengjing also seemed to realize that he was too serious, so he slowed down his tone and smiled: "You don't need to work so hard in the future...Anyway, I will support you."

Wang Xiaoming snorted, and said in a low voice, "I don't know who will support whom."

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly: "...you will know soon."

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoming was a little confused.

"It's only natural for a husband to support his daughter-in-law," Yu Fengjing said solemnly, "... Be good, call your husband to come and listen."

"...Get out!" Wang Xiaoming snorted, thinking, should he start a topic on Weibo #我的老师是闱闸#?Yu Fengjing was absolutely perfect!

……and many more!

Wang Xiaoming suddenly discovered that he seemed to have unconsciously substituted into the setting that Yu Fengjing was his husband.