Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

The next day, the sun poured down through the gap between the windows, and the sun warmed on Wang Xiaoming's face.

Wang Xiaoming woke up in a daze, he felt something was gently licking and kissing his earlobe, moist and warm, Wang Xiaoming's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes in a daze, because he just woke up, he His brain hadn't fully reacted until he heard Yu Fengjing's hoarse and lazy voice, and gradually woke up: "Morning..."

"Hmm..." Wang Xiaoming responded subconsciously, and then he felt Yu Fengjing's hand around his waist tightened a bit, Yu Fengjing's chest was pressed against his back, his chin rested on his shoulder, and he Face to face, exhaled hot breath sprinkled on Wang Xiaoming's ears.

When Wang Xiaoming finally came to his senses, Yu Fengjing chuckled lightly, covered Wang Xiaoming's earlobe with his lips, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick Wang Xiaoming's earlobe.

Wang Xiaoming's body trembled slightly, he groaned, and wanted to get up, but Yu Fengjing's hand clasped his waist, and he couldn't get up for a while. Thinking of Yu Fengjing's performance yesterday, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but want to stretch his feet He went to kick Yu Fengjing, but when he moved his legs a little, he immediately felt a weakness at the base of his thighs.

Not only were his legs extremely weak, but his waist was also extremely sore... Hearing Wang Xiaoming's muffled groan, Yu Fengjing turned Wang Xiaoming over and asked Wang Xiaoming to face him, while gently rubbing Wang Xiaoming's waist, he asked him: " Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's so high..." Wang Xiaoming lay on the bed moaning, letting Yu Fengjing rub his waist, "Hmph, try it and see if you feel uncomfortable with stuffing something in the back all night!"

"...Is it really so uncomfortable?" Yu Fengjing smiled lowly and continued to rub Wang Xiaoming's waist.

"Hmph..." Wang Xiaoming thought of how Yu Fengjing treated him like this last night, and suddenly he felt very ill...

The two of them did this and that on the sofa last night. At the beginning, Yu Fengjing let him sit on it and move by himself, but he lost his strength after moving a few times. He was about to strike when Yu Fengjing turned him over. After doing this and that and that and that on the sofa several times, Yu Fengjing put his arms around Wang Xiaoming's waist and carried Wang Xiaoming into the bathroom. When Yu Fengjing cleaned Wang Xiaoming in the bathroom, he washed and washed Pushing Wang Xiaoming into the bathtub again, doing this, that, and that, after playing in the bathroom, Yu Fengjing carried Wang Xiaoming, who was about to be ruined, into the room, and then pushed Wang Xiaoming down on the big bed again that's it...

Thinking of what happened last night, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but want to stretch out his legs and kick Yu Fengjing, but because his waist was weak and his legs were sore, he had to switch from kicking to pinching, and pinched Yu Fengjing's thigh fiercely.

"Yesterday, Mingming agreed on the sofa that it was the last time. Why did you continue in the bathroom!" Wang Xiaoming pinched Yu Fengjing's thigh while grinding his teeth.

"Because I can't help it when I see you without clothes..." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly.

"Just do it again in the bathroom." Wang Xiaoming continued to grind his teeth, "Why did you clearly agree in the bathroom that it would be the last time! But after you returned to the room, you continued!"

"Because I couldn't help it when I saw our marriage bed." Yu Fengjing laughed hoarsely.

"...What marriage bed?" Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

"Isn't that what we're lying on now?" Yu Fengjing chuckled.

"Who said a bed with a quilt is a marriage bed?" Wang Xiaoming snorted.

"Last night... I couldn't bear it when I saw you lying on the big red quilt." Yu Fengjing lowered his head and said with a chuckle, "Lying on this bed, how can I be worthy of this quilt if I don't do it once?" ?”

"Go away," Wang Xiaoming snorted, remembering how he and Yu Fengjing were lying on this bed last night, being overwhelmed, he couldn't help but feel hot, "...I'm hungry."

"Well," Yu Fengjing poked Wang Xiaoming's cheek, "Get up, let's go to the breakfast shop yesterday to have breakfast."

"I don't want to get up, my legs are weak." Wang Xiaoming gave Yu Fengjing a look, "It's all your fault."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Yu Fengjing had already got up, his shirtless upper body was smooth and naked, showing a well-proportioned skeleton, a thin and fit figure, but at this time his smooth upper body was covered with many dark spots. There were many red and light red marks from his chest to his lower abdomen, and there were also a few scratches that were not deep or shallow on his back.

... These are of course Wang Xiaoming's masterpieces.

Yu Fengjing looked down at a tooth mark on his chest, and smiled helplessly.

Wang Xiaoming also saw the marks all over Yu Fengjing's body. At first he was a little blushed, but when he lowered his head and saw the marks all over his body that were not inferior to Yu Fengjing's, he immediately put his embarrassment to his mind later.

Not only his chest, waist, and lower abdomen were covered with red marks, but even the inner thighs were covered with dots. Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt itchy, so when he saw the raised red spots on Yu Fengjing's chest, Suddenly, a burst of malice welled up in his heart, and he leaned over and bit Yu Fengjing's little red spot.

Yu Fengjing's body trembled slightly, Wang Xiaoming stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it, and subconsciously sucked it.

"...No more milk." Yu Fengjing said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Then why did you suck me yesterday? You sucked it so vigorously," Wang Xiaoming said, and his face became hot, "Look, you have sucked me red, is it delicious?" He poked it The little red spot on my chest was not only red, but also slightly swollen.

Yu Fengjing really lowered his head to study it, and finally said with a light smile, "It's delicious."

Wang Xiaoming was quickly defeated by Yu Fengjing's hooliganism. He got up blushing, supported his waist, and walked towards the bathroom with trembling legs.

Yu Fengjing wanted to follow behind him, but the bathroom door was shut by Wang Xiaoming at the next moment. Not only was it closed, Wang Xiaoming also locked the door inside.

"Hmph, I'll brush my teeth and wash my face first, you can calm down outside."

After locking the bathroom door, Wang Xiaoming began to brush his teeth and wash his face. Yu Fengjing had prepared two sets of washing tools in advance, one was lemon yellow and the other was red. Except for the color, the patterns of the cups, toothbrushes and towels were all exactly the same. Yes, just like a couple outfit.

Of course the lemon yellow set belonged to Yu Fengjing, so the red set belonged to Wang Xiaoming. Although Wang Xiaoming was a little depressed why Yu Fengjing chose a red toothbrush cup for him, but when he was halfway through brushing his teeth, Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered the old master Ji Dian When the group of people joked with him, they once said that his future partner must be called Xiaohong or something.

Xiaoming and Xiaohong are a natural couple or something... Wait!Doesn't this make him self-inflicted? !

Wang Xiaoming was brushing his teeth, and then the bathroom door was suddenly opened——

Wang Xiaoming held his toothbrush in his mouth, turned his head blankly, and then saw Yu Fengjing holding a bunch of keys in his hand, leaning against the door frame and smiling at him, the sunlight pouring down from behind him made his whole being unbelievably beautiful.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, and then Yu Fengjing walked in, stood behind Wang Xiaoming, put his hands on the sink, and just surrounded Wang Xiaoming in the middle.

"What, what, I'm brushing my teeth," Wang Xiaoming was a little uncomfortable by Yu Fengjing's actions, "Don't make trouble."

"You brush your teeth, I won't hinder you." Yu Fengjing said with a light smile.

"What on earth are you doing here..." Wang Xiaoming was depressed.

"Go to the toilet." Yu Fengjing said calmly.

"The toilet is there," Wang Xiaoming said with a toothbrush in his mouth. "You want to pee on the toilet while standing at the door. Do you have that far range?"

Yu Fengjing reached out and pinched Wang Xiaoming's waist, then turned around and went to the bathroom.

While brushing his teeth, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but peek at Yu Fengjing. When he saw Yu Fengjing take off his underwear and take it out, he couldn't help but think, that's where he was tortured to death yesterday... Thinking about it, he couldn't help but Silently, he compared Yu Fengjing's with his own, but soon he found out sadly—even if he immediately took off his underwear at this moment and compared it with Yu Fengjing, regardless of the horizontal or vertical comparison... er, no , he can't even beat Yu Fengjing!

Not only did he lose in length, he lost in thickness, he even lost in shape... Yu Fengjing's straightness is good-looking, but his little chirp looks a little crooked...

Thinking about it, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help tearing off his pants, and sneaked a peek into his underwear.

After silently looking at it, Wang Xiaoming silently let go of his pants, bowed his head and continued to brush his teeth sullenly.

Accompanied by the sound of the toilet flushing, Yu Fengjing came over and stood behind Wang Xiaoming, put his hands around his waist, turned on the faucet and washed his hands, then picked up the toothbrush and began to squeeze the toothpaste, and then kept such a face close to Wang Xiaoming's back. Started to brush his teeth.

Looking at Yu Fengjing's hands around his chest, Wang Xiaoming said depressedly: "Don't you think this posture is awkward?"

"I don't think so," Yu Fengjing smiled while brushing his teeth, "...it's pretty good."

After washing his face, Wang Xiaoming wanted to leave the bathroom, but because he was held in Yu Fengjing's arms, Wang Xiaoming had no choice but to stand still and wait for Yu Fengjing to finish washing.

After Yu Fengjing finished brushing his teeth, he turned his face slightly, pinched Wang Xiaoming's chin, and exchanged a kiss full of fresh lemon toothpaste with him.

After leaving the bathroom, Yu Fengjing said to Wang Xiaoming while buttoning up his clothes, "Let's go to that breakfast shop for breakfast."

"Well," Wang Xiaoming swallowed, remembering yesterday's rice rolls and porridge, "Let's go~"

So the two of them went to the breakfast shop yesterday to have breakfast again.

The middle-aged couple was still busy like yesterday, the middle-aged man was sweating profusely in front of the steamer in a white vest, and the middle-aged woman was busy serving breakfast and tea, and greeting regular customers from time to time.

When Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming walked into the breakfast shop, the busy middle-aged woman greeted them with a smile as soon as she saw them: "What do you want to eat today?"

Wang Xiaoming looked down at the handwritten menu. Although the words on it were crooked, they were written very carefully, and they were wrapped in a piece of plastic paper... After Wang Xiaoming took a look, he still ordered the menu that he and Yu Fengjing ate yesterday. Several kinds of breakfast.

The middle-aged woman responded with a smile, and was busy going to the next table where the guest had just left to clean up the dishes.

Holding his chin, Wang Xiaoming kicked Yu Fengjing lightly from under the table, and asked him, "Didn't you say that your school will hold a sports meeting soon? How are you preparing?"

Yu Fengjing skillfully poured tea for Wang Xiaoming, and after hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, he chuckled and said, "It's okay, I've been exercising every night lately."

"Evening? Exercise?" Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment.

"Well," Yu Fengjing handed a cup of tea to Wang Xiaoming, "I exercise on you every night..."

"..." Wang Xiaoming almost spit out the tea he just drank in his mouth.

Seeing Yu Fengjing bowing his head and smiling slightly, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help kicking Yu Fengjing under the table.

Yu Fengjing calmly clamped Wang Xiaoming's foot between his legs.

Wang Xiaoming struggled a few times, but Yu Fengjing calmed them down.

Soon, rice rolls and porridge came up.

Seeing the kind smile of the middle-aged woman, Wang Xiaoming was a little stiff. He was very guilty, and was afraid that others would find out what was going on under the table.

Yu Fengjing was very calm. After receiving the porridge, he calmly scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge to cool, and then brought it to Wang Xiaoming's mouth.

Wang Xiaoming subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed.

After swallowing this mouthful of hot porridge, Wang Xiaoming came to his senses and looked at the middle-aged woman's reaction with a guilty conscience.

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered her kind smile. After putting the porridge and rice rolls on the table, she smiled and filled the half-drunk cups in front of them with hot tea, and then Then he turned around and continued serving breakfast to other guests.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the back of the middle-aged woman leaving, and was about to say something to Yu Fengjing, but Yu Fengjing's spoonful of porridge had already been handed to Wang Xiaoming's mouth, Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth subconsciously, and swallowed it.

"Is it hot?" Yu Fengjing asked with a light smile.

"Fortunately..." Wang Xiaoming replied subconsciously.

"Wait, don't be in public..." Wang Xiaoming glanced around guiltily.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly, and after taking a sip of the hot porridge calmly, he fed another spoon and passed it to Wang Xiaoming's mouth. Wang Xiaoming subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After swallowing the hot porridge, Wang Xiaoming came to his senses: "Don't feed it, I'll do it myself."

"Should I go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities at noon?" Yu Fengjing said with a smile.

"Well, by the way, I'll buy some food back home," Wang Xiaoming nodded, "By the way, can our kitchen be used?"

"Okay," Yu Fengjing took a sip of porridge, fed another spoon and handed it to Wang Xiaoming's mouth, "But it's been a long time since we started a business, do you want to eat at home today?"

"You can't eat out every day, you have to eat at home sooner or later." Wang Xiaoming subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed the hot porridge. "It's decided today, let's start a business today."

"Then let's go shopping for vegetables when we get home later." Yu Fengjing chuckled, and handed another spoon to Wang Xiaoming's mouth.

"Hmm... what are you laughing at?" Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth and swallowed the hot porridge.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly and said, "Because...we have a family."

Wang Xiaoming paused slightly.

"I've never thought this word was so specific before," Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, "Whether it's at my father's house or at my mother's house... I never thought it was my own home, but now, I finally Feel the feeling of the word."

——Hearing you say the word home, I feel so warm.

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his face and opened his mouth to say something, but before he could finish his words, Yu Fengjing put a spoonful of hot porridge directly into Wang Xiaoming's mouth.

Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth obediently, and swallowed the hot porridge.

He said silently in his heart, from now on we will have a home... a home that only belongs to the two of us.

Before he knew it, the bowl of hot porridge was fed by Yu Fengjing, and Wang Xiaoming ate it up.

When Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, he unknowingly betrayed and showed affection in public...

After eating breakfast, Yu Fengjing finally let go of Wang Xiaoming's legs, stood up and paid the bill to the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman took the whole money from Yu Fengjing, turned around and went to give him some change, and while handing the change to Yu Fengjing, the middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Come back tomorrow."

"Yeah," Wang Xiaoming said with a smile, "I will definitely come tomorrow!"

After leaving the breakfast shop, Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing walked slowly along the sidewalk.

Since it was early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the road. Except for a few students who passed by them occasionally, the sidewalk was very quiet. yellow.

Wang Xiaoming's whole body was warmed by the morning sun. At this moment, Yu Fengjing's hand suddenly landed on his hand, grabbed his hand, entangled his fingers, and intertwined with his. buckle.

Wang Xiaoming paused for a moment, and subconsciously struggled twice, but soon lost his strength under Yu Fengjing's smile.

Yu Fengjing's palms were slightly warm, and the body temperature of each other seemed to be transmitted to each other through the intertwined fingers. Wang Xiaoming felt that he could not only feel the temperature of Yu Fengjing's palms, but also the sound of Yu Fengjing's heart beating... Maybe it was his own heart The sound of beating.

"Where are we going now?" Wang Xiaoming resisted the upward curve of his mouth, but his eyebrows and eyes were curved.

"We are walking back." Yu Fengjing said with a smile.

"Didn't you agree to go to the supermarket?"

"It's so early in the morning, and the supermarket hasn't opened yet... You idiot."

"You're the fool! I'm so smart!" Wang Xiaoming snorted.

"Okay, okay." Yu Fengjing smiled helplessly.

after awhile.

"...When will the food festival you mentioned earlier start?"

"It's still a while, idiot eater."

"Hmph, you say I'm stupid again, the more you say I'm stupid, the more stupid I will be...so stop calling me stupid!"

"Okay, okay...little idiot."

"I can't play happily anymore! Friends are gone!"

"Hey, stop making trouble, let's go home."

"Don't don't hug me...it's on the street! What are you doing!"

"Take you home."

"Put me down quickly! Someone is watching! Ahhh, there is a girl watching us! Ahhh, that girl took out her phone! Ahhh, that girl took a picture!"

"It's okay, let her shoot."

"Shooting your sister, I don't want to be on the headlines of Weibo... let me go!"

"...Don't let it go, for the rest of your life, you won't let it go."

"Put me down! I want to talk to you about life!"

"Just talk like this, come on, talk slowly, we still have a lifetime."

——I want to talk about my life with you~☆

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The author has something to say: Happy Singles' Day (<ゝω·)~☆It's over, let me sprinkle flowers for myself~. ☆*. °╮(￣▽￣)╭＄:*. °☆*.