Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

After waking up one morning, Wang Xiaoming made some calculations and found that this day was an important day.

So Wang Xiaoming resolutely turned over and kicked Yu Fengjing's knee who was still sleeping. Yu Fengjing's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still didn't wake up.

Looking at Yu Fengjing's peaceful sleeping face, Wang Xiaoming silently reached out and pinched the tip of Yu Fengjing's nose.

Yu Fengjing struggled in his sleep, as if he wanted to get rid of Wang Xiaoming's sinful hand, but he didn't break free all of a sudden, instead, Wang Xiaoming pinched his nose even harder. Yu Fengjing frowned in his sleep, and finally slowly opened his eyes .

Wang Xiaoming chuckled, leaned forward and gave Yu Fengjing a "baji~" on the corner of Yu Fengjing's lips, and kissed him big.

It was only then that Yu Fengjing woke up completely, and smiled lightly, his voice was lazily hoarse when he just woke up: "What bad things did you do so early in the morning?"

Wang Xiaoming got up, half lying on Yu Fengjing's body, and said with a smile, "I just did the math and found that today is an important day!"

"What important day?" Yu Fengjing smiled lazily, "Your birthday?...I don't remember it being today."

"You really can't remember?" Wang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows, and poked Yu Fengjing's nose with his hand.

"Is it really an important day?" Yu Fengjing curled his lips and said with a smile, "...Could it be the first Sunday after you got rid of your status as a great magician?"

"...you go away!" Wang Xiaoming snorted, "It's obviously not the first Sunday... No, that's not the point, the point is that today is the anniversary of our one-week cohabitation!"

Yu Fengjing paused, then he smiled: "I see."

"You don't know what an important day today is," Wang Xiaoming reached out and poked Yu Fengjing's chest, "Should I be punished?"

"Well, it should be punished." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly, "Then what do you think...how should I be punished?"

Wang Xiaoming originally said it casually, but when he saw Yu Fengjing's raised eyebrow chuckle, he became fascinated for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Then I want to be on top!"

"Okay." Yu Fengjing smiled lightly.

"...Wait, I didn't mean to ride on it when I said I want to ride on it!" Wang Xiaoming was very vigilant.

"Okay." Yu Fengjing still smiled lightly.

...to be so easy to talk about today?

Something is wrong!

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yu Fengjing with some doubts, then silently reached out and pinched his thigh, trying to see if he was dreaming...

"What are you doing?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wang Xiaoming amusedly and let out a little "Oh~".

"You're too kind to talk about it today, I think it's a bit unscientific," Wang Xiaoming poked Yu Fengjing's chest silently, "I thought I was dreaming...so I wanted to pinch myself awake."

"Then you know now that you're not dreaming?" Yu Fengjing curled his lips.

"Well," Wang Xiaoming nodded, "it will hurt..."

"Then come on," Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, leaned back, fell on the bed, and stretched his limbs, "I'll put you on it..."

Looking at Yu Fengjing's slender limbs, fair chest, and two small red dots on his chest, Wang Xiaoming swallowed silently, and then hesitantly laid down on Yu Fengjing's body.

Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming with a smile from below, as if quietly waiting for Wang Xiaoming's next move.

Wang Xiaoming tentatively poked the red spot on Yu Fengjing's chest, then lowered his head and licked it. Seeing that Yu Fengjing was just looking at him with a low eyebrow and a light smile, Wang Xiaoming felt relieved, and sat on Yu Fengjing's waist, reaching out to touch it lewdly. Yu Fengjing's firm belly.

After touching it again and again, just when Wang Xiaoming took off his pants and was about to get down to business, suddenly, Yu Fengjing stood up one after the other, and Wang Xiaoming lost the back door again...

Fuck!It is agreed not to ride ~ take it!

Boom! Boom!

……

In the choking of Xiaoruo, Wang Xiaoming woke up from the dream.

He struggled violently and got up from the bed. After crawling for a long time, he found that an arm was resting on his waist making him unable to get up. He turned his head and found that it was Yu Fengjing who was quietly sleeping.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Scared him to death, it turned out to be a dream!

He just said, how could Yu Fengjing let him counterattack... TT After Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, he silently thought that his ability of thinking day by day and dreaming by night has really become more and more powerful recently... It was just a little bit of unwillingness to be suppressed by Yu Fengjing every day, but he swore that he was just a little bit unwilling, just a little bit of unwillingness on his fingernails... Then he dreamed in a dream. When it came to the counterattack plot, not only did the counterattack fail, but he was pushed down.

Wang Xiaoming was heartbroken for a moment, turned his head and found that Yu Fengjing was still sleeping peacefully, wondering if he was having a sweet dream, the corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned, Wang Xiaoming immediately snorted, stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Fengjing nose.

Yu Fengjing's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Wang Xiaoming with a light smile, and his voice was lazily waking up: "What bad things are you doing so early in the morning?"

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Why does this plot seem a little familiar? !

This unscientific!

So Wang Xiaoming asked tentatively: "I just did the math and found that today is an important day!"

"What important day?" Yu Fengjing smiled lazily, "Your birthday?...I don't remember it being today."

Wang Xiaoming let out a cry, rushed towards Yu Fengjing, and shouted: "Did you have some weird dream just now?!"

Yu Fengjing hooked his lips and said with a smile: "It's not a weird dream, it's a very cute dream~☆"

"Your cute sister!" Wang Xiaoming snorted, and poked Yu Fengjing's nose with his hand, "Then what day do you think is today?"

"The anniversary of our one-week cohabitation." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly.

"...You're smart." Wang Xiaoming snorted lightly, and pinched Yu Fengjing's face.

"To celebrate today, shall we go out to eat today?" Yu Fengjing smiled.

"Where to eat? What to eat?" As soon as he mentioned eating, Wang Xiaoming immediately put the embarrassing dream behind him.

"There is a new cafeteria in the east gate of B University, let's go there to have a buffet." Yu Fengjing clearly understood how to hit Wang Xiaoming's point quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

"...How do you know everything? Where is a restaurant and where is a noodle shop... Are you Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng?" Wang Xiaoming nodded immediately, but couldn't help asking.

Yu Fengjing smiled and pinched the tip of Wang Xiaoming's nose, "In order to please a certain stupid and cute idiot, I had no choice but to find out information in different ways."

Wang Xiaoming snorted: "For the sake of your hard work, I won't hold you accountable and say I'm stupid."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En," Yu Fengjing smiled lightly. He pinched Wang Xiaoming's reddish cheeks and said, "Shall we go now? We should be in time for lunch." As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and got up.

Seeing the light red marks, bite marks and scratch marks all over Yu Fengjing's slender and strong body, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but blushed, and he turned his head silently, pretending not to see it.

After the two of them washed up, they went out.

"Your school is going to hold the sports meeting tomorrow, right?" The weather was getting colder, and a gust of cold wind blew over. Wang Xiaoming couldn't help shivering. The coat he was wearing today had no pockets, and there was nowhere to cover his hands. A slightly cool paw was stuffed into the pocket, and then said: "Yeah."

"Then can people outside go in and watch?" Wang Xiaoming rubbed his other reddish paw on his clothes twice, only to feel that the cold was not so cold.

"Okay." Yu Fengjing smiled, "You can go with me tomorrow."

"Of course," Wang Xiaoming snorted, "By the way, let's see if you have any improper relationship with girls in your class..."

"Assure the organization," Yu Fengjing said seriously, "absolutely not." After speaking, he laughed.

Wang Xiaoming felt Yu Fengjing's hand pinch his palm lightly, Wang Xiaoming's heart was itchy, and he pinched back.

So the two of them came to the cafeteria playing the childish game of you pinch my palm and I pinch your palm along the way.

The cafeteria looks quite tall from the outside. After opening the door and entering, the first floor is the lobby. There are several sets of European-style sofas in the lobby, and a piano is placed in the center, which seems to be for decoration. The two walked through the spiral staircase to the cafeteria on the second floor.

Although it is a newly opened cafeteria, there are surprisingly many customers, most of whom are students. Outside the food selection area, there are neat rows of tables and chairs, which are almost full of people at this time. Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming After occupying a seat, the two each took a plate and started to pick out food.

The nearest to the door is a row of exquisite western-style snacks. Wang Xiaoming looked at those snacks, wanting to eat this and that, he struggled for a long time, only picked a few small cakes, and then followed Yu Fengjing to the back up.

This cafeteria has quite a variety of tricks. The Chinese food area has all kinds of home-cooked dishes, and the western food area has various foods that Wang Xiaoming has never eaten before. So he got some foie gras, and passed by the Japanese food area. After some sushi, he finally got some fruit and ice cream, and followed Yu Fengjing back to his seat.

After sitting down, Yu Fengjing looked at the piles of miscellaneous food on his dinner plate, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Are you sure you can finish it? Are you sure you won't have a stomachache after eating it?"

"You are questioning the professionalism of a foodie! As a conscientious foodie, how can you not be able to finish such a small amount of food! As a conscientious foodie, no matter how much you eat, you can't get a stomachache!" Wang Xiaoming was serious said.

"Okay," Yu Fengjing smiled helplessly, "I was wrong."

"Hmph." Wang Xiaoming snorted, lowered his head and started eating.

Wang Xiaoming's eating behavior is comparable to wind and clouds, while Yu Fengjing's eating behavior is slow and orderly.

He ate half of it... Wang Xiaoming rubbed his bulging stomach, looked at Yu Fengjing eagerly, and said silently: "I seem... I really can't eat..."

"As a conscientious foodie, how could such a small amount of food not be finished?" Yu Fengjing ate the spaghetti on the dinner plate slowly, and asked with a chuckle.

Wang Xiaoming silently checked his fingers and did not speak.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you don't finish the food you have chosen in the cafeteria?" Yu Fengjing smiled leisurely.

"... What are the consequences?" Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment.

"If you don't finish eating, he won't let you go," Yu Fengjing said calmly, "So I'm going to mortgage you here for a while."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Wang Xiaoming slapped the table and got up, groaning: "You think I'm stupid! How is it possible!"

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It seems that after living with me, your IQ has risen a lot, which is really gratifying."

Wang Xiaoming groaned, kicked Yu Fengjing under the table, and was firmly caught between Yu Fengjing's legs again.

Wang Xiaoming struggled twice, but he couldn't move. Suddenly, he had an idea and pushed his feet forward. After a slight pause, Yu Fengjing let go of his tightly clamped legs, and then Wang Xiaoming's feet touched Yu Fengjing's deadly part through his trousers. .

Yu Fengjing's gaze sank, and he looked at Wang Xiaoming with raised eyebrows.

Thinking of the dream in the morning, Wang Xiaoming became obsessed for a moment, and even dawdled to Yu Fengjing's place through his trousers.

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and pretended to eat seriously while rubbing. After rubbing twice, he felt Yu Fengjing's reaction.

Wang Xiaoming chuckled, taking advantage of Yu Fengjing's slack, he suddenly pulled his feet back, stood up...turned around and ran away.

At that moment, Wang Xiaoming felt that his speed was like punching Liu Xiang and kicking Bolt!After running out of the cafeteria, Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to go far, so he squatted at the door of the restaurant, took out his mobile phone and started playing.

……

After playing Tetris for a while, Wang Xiaoming suddenly raised his head, wondering why this plot seems a little familiar again?

... Hey, why did he say "again"?