Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

A few days later, it was the day of University B's anniversary.

Early in the morning, Wang Xiaoming was dragged out of the warm bed by Yu Fengjing, half asleep, half awake, Wang Xiaoming rubbed his messy hair and said vaguely: "Why do you have to wake up so early... so sleepy..."

"Didn't you tell me to wake you up earlier?" Yu Fengjing was a little bit dumbfounded, he looked at Wang Xiaoming's messy hair in sleep, and stretched out his hand to rub it in a funny way, "Today is the school's anniversary."

"School celebration..." Wang Xiaoming finally opened his eyes, got up, and after a while, he woke up.

"Didn't you say that you really want to watch the celebration of University B?" Yu Fengjing reached out and lifted Wang Xiaoming's big vest, which was half asleep, and covered Wang Xiaoming's tofu-like shoulders, "Get up."

Only then did Wang Xiaoming get off the bed.

After going to that breakfast restaurant to have breakfast, the well-dressed Wang Xiaoming followed Yu Fengjing into the campus of University B.

Since it was the anniversary of University B, the semi-open school was fully open to the outside world. Many people who lived nearby came to watch the fun. Wang Xiaoming was also a part of the fun. He looked around curiously and saw everything. Feeling fresh, dozens of girls in red cheongsams stood at the door to welcome visitors. A banner celebrating the school anniversary was hung at the main entrance of University B. Many people were crowding into University B. There were families with their families and young people. little couple...

While Wang Xiaoming was looking around, Yu Fengjing brought him into Big B. Because there were so many people, even if they held hands in broad daylight, they didn't attract many strange looks. Wang Xiaoming is also very calm now, not only generously letting Yu Fengjing held his hand, and took the initiative to clasp Yu Fengjing's five fingers behind his back.

The more he walked in, Wang Xiaoming also gradually saw the novel activities that Yu Fengjing had mentioned before. The thing that aroused Wang Xiaoming's curiosity the most was a professional "maid cafe". There, even Wang Xiaoming, a gay guy, couldn't help but take a second look.

Especially a beautiful girl in a water-blue maid outfit. Not only is she tall and thin, but her long legs are out of proportion... It's unscientific to be so long!Wang Xiaoming couldn't help staring at the girl's long legs for two more seconds... Then Yu Fengjing grabbed his chin and turned his face away.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows.

"Long legs..." Wang Xiaoming subconsciously said.

"Huh?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows. He glanced at the girl in the water-blue maid outfit, curled his lips, and said, "Are her legs very long?... Are they as long as mine?"

Wang Xiaoming just wanted to answer "very long"...but after realizing that Yu Fengjing seemed to be jealous, he immediately turned his head and said firmly, "Your legs are longer than hers!" A big man wants to compete with a girl whose legs are longer That's enough... But after subconsciously looking at Yu Fengjing's legs, Wang Xiaoming thought again, but his male god's legs are really long.

Wang Xiaoming silently lowered his head to look at his leg, and then suffered an internal injury.

Wang Xiaoming is not short, but the ratio of his legs to his upper body is very average, so his legs don't look very long, but Yu Fengjing's upper body looks about the same length as his, but his legs are much longer than his... Although Wang Xiaoming His legs were not short at all, but standing next to Yu Fengjing, he was compared to having short legs.

"...Let's go." Wang Xiaoming was silent for a long time before choking out such a sentence.

Yu Fengjing chuckled, and carried Wang Xiaoming away from this sad place.

"Didn't you say there was a performance?" Wang Xiaoming's sadness came and went quickly, and soon, he put all his long legs and short legs behind him, and asked Yu Fengjing with great interest.

"There is only a show in the evening," Yu Fengjing told Wang Xiaoming calmly, "It's still early."

"Then do you really want to go up and dance Little Apple in women's clothing?" Wang Xiaoming still hasn't forgotten what Yu Fengjing said to him before.

"That maid outfit has been soiled by you." Yu Fengjing took a deep look at Wang Xiaoming.

"... What do you mean being soiled by me? It was obviously soiled by you...by us." Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and said humbly.It was obviously Yu Fengjing who insisted on putting the maid outfit on him that day, and then hurriedly took it off and tore a few seams, and finally Yu Fengjing pressed him on the maid outfit like this...

"So I told the squad leader," Yu Fengjing said calmly, "Because the maid outfit was damaged, I can't play."

"It's that simple?" Wang Xiaoming was a little puzzled, "Is she letting you go like that?" He still remembered seeing Yu Fengjing and his class monitor at the sports meeting, she seemed to be a very strong girl who could let Yu Fengjing go so easily ?

"Well," Yu Fengjing said calmly, "And I found someone to replace me."

"Who is it?" Wang Xiaoming was curious.

"The sports committee member of our class." Yu Fengjing smiled lightly.

"Why did he agree to replace you?" Wang Xiaoming was even more surprised, "Wearing women's clothes and dancing little apples... It's a shame to say it PLAY, what benefits did you give him to let him agree to replace you?"

"It's nothing," Yu Fengjing said calmly, "It's just that I made a bet with him at the school sports meeting two days ago. If I won No.1, I'll let him dance for me in women's clothes on the stage... what happened later You know it all."

After Wang Xiaoming thought for a few seconds, he came to a conclusion - his male god definitely planned it!

Looking at Yu Fengjingyun's calm expression, Wang Xiaoming silently lit a candle in his heart for the sports committee member whom he hadn't met.

After Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming wandered around University B for a day, they had dinner in the dining hall of University B in the evening.

After dinner, Wang Xiaoming dragged Yu Fengjing to watch the party, and then the two of them walked towards the square of University B.

The school celebration party was held in the largest square of University B. The stage in this square was huge and could accommodate a lot of people. When Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing arrived, the square was already packed with dense crowds, except for the leaders in the front row. Outside the seats, there are students carrying stools and chairs behind them, and at the outermost edge, there is a group of onlookers standing with their arms folded to watch the excitement.

Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing belonged to this last type of people. When they went, there were already a lot of people, so they could only find a corner not too far from the stage, but not too close.

Soon, with the colorful and colorful lights scattered around and the sound of the stereo, four student-like hosts came out. They were all dressed up, men in suits and women in evening gowns, talking with a microphone Very much like a TV presenter.

Then, the show started.

The first few programs were all folk songs and dances. Watching a group of people in national costumes singing and dancing there, Wang Xiaoming felt bored after watching it for a while. He leaned on Yu Fengjing and played with Yu Fengjing boredly. finger.

Yu Fengjing told him with a smile: "The people on stage are all students from the music department of our school, you are not giving them face too much, are you?"

While playing with Yu Fengjing's fingers, Wang Xiaoming muttered, "I'm just a vulgar person, I can't appreciate such high-level art... I don't even watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, and at this moment, with the dancing on the stage, the lights around him suddenly dimmed. Before Wang Xiaoming could react, Yu Fengjing suddenly lowered his head and chirped.

Wang Xiaoming was startled, but the next moment when the lights came on, Yu Fengjing had already turned his head away, looking directly at the stage with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened just now.

Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth secretly, and seeing Yu Fengjing's calm and breezy appearance, he suddenly smiled, and with the help of his body, he suddenly put his cool hand into Yu Fengjing's clothes, and touched Yu Fengjing's warm skin. He touched his paw presumptuously.

Yu Fengjing paused slightly, lowered his head and glanced at Wang Xiaoming with a gloomy expression.

Wang Xiaoming felt a little embarrassed in his heart, so his paws touched Yu Fengjing's lower abdomen more wantonly, because there were so many people around, and Wang Xiaoming used his body to cover his wanton behavior, so no one noticed them what happened in this corner.

Wang Xiaoming hadn't been squealing for a long time, and soon, he felt Yu Fengjing's hand also penetrated into his clothes, and Yu Fengjing's hand was bolder and presumptuous than his, after groping his back twice, he Going down, it reached into Wang Xiaoming's trousers, then wrapped his palm around Wang Xiaoming's buttocks, and kneaded it vigorously with the strength of kneading dough.

The hair on Wang Xiaoming's back suddenly exploded, and he secretly poked Yu Fengjing's lower abdomen with his elbow, but Yu Fengjing not only didn't stop, but also rubbed Wang Xiaoming's ass more wantonly, kneading and kneading, so that Wang Xiaoming thought he was Almost turning into dough.

Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth, and just as he was about to stretch out his hand to fight back, Yu Fengjing, who had sensed his intentions first, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Xiaoming's paw, then withdrew the hand on Wang Xiaoming's buttocks, and hugged Wang Xiaoming He rubbed Wang Xiaoming into his arms with his waist, pressed his back against his chest, and let Wang Xiaoming face the stage.

"Look, our class program is about to start."

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards the stage.

Sure enough, the next moment, the hostess, a girl in a red evening gown, said with full emotion: "Next, please watch the interface performed by XX class XX professional XX—the reverse version of "Little Apple."

Accompanied by Little Apple's familiar prelude BGM, more than a dozen "girls" dressed in various maid outfits filed out and appeared on the stage.

Immediately, everyone off the stage became excited.

Looking at the "sisters" with heavy make-up on the stage, Wang Xiaoming's whole body is about to feel bad, especially when he sees the hulking back standing in the center, with a strong figure, full of tendons...but with black long hair. Straight wigs, false eyelashes, blush, wearing an extremely ill-fitting maid outfit, and a "girl" with thick leg hair that can't be concealed even with black stockings.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly, pointed to the "girl" in the center, and said with a light smile, "That's the sports committee member of our class...Xiong Dazhuang."

Looking at Yu Fengjingyun's calm expression, Wang Xiaoming silently lit a candle for the sports committee member in his heart... Oh no, it should be a row of candles.