you have to talk to me

Feng Jimeng waited for half an hour before Yang Fan finally stepped out of the car door.After getting off the car, he crossed the road in a few steps and entered the alley he must pass to go home.Xu Youlin's car stopped on the spot for a while, then turned around and drove away quickly.

Feng Jimeng hurriedly scanned the QR code to pay, opened the car door and quickly chased into the alley.

He didn't know what he was chasing, nor what he would do if he caught up with Yang Fan.He only knew that he was in a hurry, as if a rabbit broke into the radish garden he had worked so hard for for no reason. After the rabbit left, he hurried to check whether his radish had been gnawed.

It may be because he was blocked by Zhang Teng's gang in this alley more than half a year ago. At that time, he gritted his teeth and carried it, but every time he went into this dark alley with no one in the future, he always felt a little nervous. drumming.

He quickened his pace, trying to run over as fast as he could, but just as he burst into the darkness, his arm was forcefully grabbed by a hand. His gait was unsteady, and he staggered and fell backward on a chest.

Feng Jimeng's heart was about to burst out of his mouth, if it wasn't for his usual habit of screaming, he might have started screaming by now.But soon, intuition was often one step ahead of consciousness, he didn't feel the fear of encountering real danger, but swallowed a mouthful of saliva to calm himself down.

At the same moment, he heard a familiar voice: "Feng Jimeng, what are you doing with us?"

Yang Fan pushed him to the wall of the alley, and pressed his hands on his chest to prevent him from escaping.

The alley was very dark, with only the faint light coming in from the street lamps outside.Hearing the sound, Feng Jimeng raised his chin to look at Yang Fan.Yang Fan was also looking at him, condescendingly turned his back on the light, and couldn't see his expression clearly in the darkness, only a little light gathered in his eyes.

Feng Jimeng swallowed again.He dodged his eyes, he didn't expect to be caught by Yang Fan, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Ask you. If you don't go home at night and come to follow us, what do you want to do?"

Feng Jimeng bit the corner of her mouth, turned her face away, and squinted her eyes at the ground, he felt very embarrassed.How could he be so unlucky... no, so stupid.For whatever reason, he does seem sneaky, like a clown who doesn't have much publicity.

Yang Fan let go of his hand on his chest, his tone softened a bit, and he said persuasively, "I won't do anything to you, I just want to know what you are going to do. Did you take a picture of us?"

"No."

"Are you talking to me, Xu Youlin, or the two of us?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her head, and finally admitted in frustration: "Yu Gang said that today Xu Youlin is going to get back together with you. I just want to take a look, but I don't want to go upstairs. I'll come downstairs to see you two coming out together. .”

"No other purpose?"

"No."

After a while, Yang Fan sighed: "Okay, but don't do such stupid things in the future, okay? If I didn't see clearly that the person following you was you, I almost called the police."

"It's getting late, hurry up and take a taxi home." She said and waved to him.

Seeing that Yang Fan withdrew his hand and was about to leave, Feng Jimeng asked in a buzzing voice, "Then you and Xu Youlin got back together?"

Hiding under the dim light, Yang Fan's eyes became more serious: "You raise your head and ask."

Feng Jimeng raised her head awkwardly, but pursed her lips tightly.When facing Yang Fan, he couldn't ask again.

And Feng Jimeng was facing the thin dim light, and Yang Fan could roughly see Feng Jimeng's expression through that light.His eyes dodged, his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth were pulled down, and he looked injured, which inexplicably made people feel soft-hearted and hurt.Yang Fan thought, he obviously didn't want to, and he didn't hurt him.

He moved closer, half covered Feng Jimeng, lowered his head and asked, "Do you think I will get back together with Xu Youlin?"

Feng Jimeng didn't speak.Yang Fan asked: "You think I like him, huh?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her head again, and replied humbly: "I don't know."

Yang Fan simply reached out and lifted Feng Jimeng's chin, lest he hide.Feng Jimeng still wanted to hide, because they were too close, so that the heat of Yang Fan's breath hit his face, making his heart beat faster and his breathing difficult.

But his jaw was pinched, and he couldn't escape.

Yang Fan even got closer, his breath was not only close to his face, but also on his ear, the itchy feeling made Feng Jimeng's whole body tense, and goose bumps appeared on his scalp.

Yang Fan approached his ears, lowered his voice, breathed into his ears, and only said to him alone: ​​"I didn't get back together with Xu Youlin, I don't like him."

Feng Jimeng's eyes widened, his heart beat wildly, and his breathing trembled as he spoke: "Then you..."

Before he finished speaking, the remaining sentences were blocked in his throat by two soft lips that smelled of tobacco.

Feng Jimeng's eyes widened, almost subconsciously, he reached out and pushed Yang Fan's chest.

Yang Fan also acted subconsciously, he grabbed Feng Jimeng's wrist, and pushed that hand down from his chest, keeping it away from Feng Jimeng's back.In this posture, his arms went around Feng Jimeng's side, as if hugging him.

He could easily subdue Feng Jimeng, but he didn't do that, he just pressed his lips lightly for a while, and when he made a resisting movement, he slowly moved away.

But he didn't move away, it was still within a sniffing distance, Yang Fan spoke, and when he spoke in a low voice, his voice became nasal and sounded a bit sticky.

"Don't you like me, can't kiss?"

Feng Jimeng felt that not only his face, but his whole body was on fire, but because of such a short distance, his limbs were stiff and his throat was tight, and he couldn't make a sound for a while.

Yang Fan took another half step forward, let go of Feng Jimeng's wrist, and put his arms around his waist.The two are really hugging each other now, with their chests and abdomens attached.To be precise, it was Yang Fan who hugged Feng Jimeng, Feng Jimeng was so nervous that he didn't know how to react, he looked like a big stupid bird with its wings folded, motionless.

Yang Fan lowered his head, almost speaking into Feng Jimeng's ear, his voice was still sticky and nasal, it sounded like a coquettish taste.

"I want to say that I like you, so can I kiss you?"

Feng Jimeng's breath tightened into a thin wire, being pulled, as if about to break, he seemed to be about to faint from suffocation, he swallowed nervously, and finally let out an "um".

Yang Fan leaned forward again, and Feng Jimeng subconsciously hid back again.Yang Fan put his arm around his waist and the back of his head with the other, hugging him completely, not letting him run away.

"Don't be afraid," he said.

The soft lips pressed against Feng Jimeng's lips again, and the hand wrapped around him caressed his back through a layer of clothes, like soothing an owl that was easily frightened.After Feng Jimeng relaxed a bit, Yang Fan parted his lips to enclose Feng Jimeng's lips, and kissed stickily.

Feng Jimeng's mind was so hot that he couldn't think about anything, he could only feel that the breath he exhaled was scalding.He also seemed to be submerged in a pool of scalding water. Slowly, his body became soft and light, like a ball of marshmallows falling into hot water, which was quickly soaked and turned into A puddle of honey.

Suddenly, a slippery and soft tongue slipped through his teeth.Feng Jimeng couldn't dodge clumsily, someone grabbed the tip of his tongue and sucked it, he immediately whimpered, that cunning thing quickly slipped out, even Yang Fan's breath left.

Feng Jimeng immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, his face was like a shrimp frying in a frying pan, bright red and steaming.He lowered his eyes, only staring at the dark ground.

A hand reached out and grabbed his wrist, leading him down the alley.

Yang Fan chuckled: "So shy, you can't tell when you stop me from confessing."

Feng Jimeng looked ignorant, as if he had lost half of his soul, and didn't react at all to Yang Fan's teasing.

Yang Fan knew that he might be a little impatient, and he also admitted that he couldn't control it. This kiss was not only surprising to Feng Jimeng, but also to himself.But seeing Feng Jimeng's injured and timid appearance, he was very anxious, eager to prove something with actions, not just express it with words.

Feng Jimeng walked a few steps, regained consciousness, suddenly realized something, and squatted down in the middle of the alley.Yang Fan pulled his wrist, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Feng Jimeng muttered, "wait a while."

"What are you waiting for..." Before he could finish asking, Yang Fan suddenly realized something.

At this moment, Feng Jimeng raised his eyelids, he was squatting at the height where he could see Yang Fan's stretched pants.The crimson color that hadn't faded once again flooded her face.

Seeing Feng Jimeng's awkward look, Yang Fan finally became a little awkward.He touched his nose: "this is not very normal, what are you embarrassed about?"

Feng Jimeng didn't speak, but put his remaining hand on his waist, looking as if his stomach hurts.

Yang Fan tugged at his wrist: "It's okay, there is no one outside at this point."

Feng Jimeng still couldn't get up, Yang Fan had no choice but to rub his face, trying to get rid of his embarrassment, but failed, so he smoked a cigarette silently to cover his eyes and ears.

After the cigarette was finished, both of them calmed down a little, Yang Fan pulled Feng Jimeng's wrist again: "Get up, it's late, I'll drive and take you home."

Feng Jimeng was led by Yang Fan, and followed behind him silently, until he entered the elevator in his community and went down to the garage on the second floor, Feng Jimeng said: "Can I stay at your place tonight? "

Yang Fan gave him a surprised look.Just now I was so shy and embarrassing, I wish I could curl up like a snail and roll forward on the spot, and now I'm brazenly saying that I want to stay at his house.

Before he could say anything, Feng Jimeng had already pressed the floor of his house.The elevator door closed slowly, and then slowly ascended. During this short 2 minutes, Yang Fan's mind was overwhelmed, and he thought a lot.

The elevator stopped on the floor of Yang Fan's house. After getting off, he asked, "Are you sure you want to stay at my house tonight?"

The nervousness and shyness were over, Feng Jimeng raised a pair of eyes that were so clean and ignorant: "Is there any inconvenience?"

Then, he lowered his eyelids, with a gentle and embarrassed look: "I think I will miss you very much tonight. When I miss you, I will be closer to you, and I will feel better. If you are inconvenient, then forget it."

Feng Jimeng was about to press the elevator, but Yang Fan grabbed her: "It's nothing inconvenient, just stay here tonight."