Xiaobing Fang Heng

Professional courses are more about electronic communication, whistle-touching techniques, observation skills, shooting intelligence, transmitting intelligence, evacuation plans and other knowledge.To say that the most deceitful thing is the sentry training. In the middle of the night, the company commander suddenly called his squad, saying that he asked two recruits to arrest the sentry on duty at E11, and the rest of the team gathered in a line downstairs. If they succeeded, they ran 2000 meters.

Because of Wu Dan's outstanding performance, he was sent to the special forces training team at the same level as Hou Jue to familiarize himself with the situation. Fang Heng partnered with a second-year sergeant and lay there for more than half an hour to observe the situation. He saw that the target was dozing off , So I moved forward, but before reaching 10 meters, the sentry turned back and looked directly at their direction, opened his teeth, then turned his head and said to himself, "It's not my brother, I'm not mean enough, I was caught You have to run 3000 meters, a poor fellow is not as good as a dead fellow."

Then?what else?reckless!Now that they were all discovered, they rushed forward to beat them up, but Fang Heng was knocked down by a secret whistle before anyone could be beaten.This is a fool, he only said that E11 has a whistle, and didn't let them pick a secret whistle, so the whole class ran away to the playground together.

Such things happen endlessly, the company commanders play in different ways, they are scolded by the training, but they are used to it. In this bitter but happy life in the military camp, Fang Heng and Yang Yi entered a new life. In this kind of communication mode that two people have never had before, they send text messages to chat when they have time at night, not necessarily every day, but they have a lot of fun when they chat. Fang Heng will complain to Yang Yu, act like a baby, and occasionally Considerately told him not to read the book so late, Yang Yi basically would not take the initiative to contact him, but every time he sent a text message, he would reply, even if there was something wrong that day, he would explain it the next day.

So, three weeks later, when Fang Heng was finally able to take a vacation, he didn't tell Yang Yi this time, but went to Chongqing quietly.

In fact, Yang Yi really thinks this is a very miraculous thing.

In this way, he relaxed his bitterly constricted heart, and chatted with Fang Heng about some things he seldom said before, such as his physical strength that was often taken out by the leader to drink without realizing it, For example, I was pissed off by a team member today but couldn’t be too demanding because of the other party’s background, for example, my eyes hurt from reading, or I couldn’t sleep because of the hot weather... All kinds of stories are more like complaining than acting like a baby.

He was acting like a baby to Fang Heng?

This thing is a bit scary no matter how you think about it, but it does exist, and it just happened so naturally, talking about small things around you, adding some thoughts in your heart, just being so carelessly intimate.

Or is it intentional?

Yang Yi didn't know, for the first time, he didn't want to think deeply about something that obviously made him feel unreliable, and unexpectedly let himself sink into this kind of communication that he thought was very safe.

Therefore, when he received a call from the reception room saying that a soldier named Fang Heng had come to look for him, at that moment, Yang Yi felt that he had fallen into the water and could not climb up again.

Is it because it is too comfortable?Too selfish?Too eager?So, will you let yourself fall into this situation of being unable to advance or retreat again?

Or... this is actually what he buried deep in his heart, what he was looking forward to the most, what he was looking forward to would make his body ache when he thought about it, but he deceived himself that there was no hope for anything?

Looking at Fang Heng, who was standing at the gate with a mouthful of white teeth and couldn't even see his eyes, Yang Yi held his breath, a little at a loss, and could only wave to him from a distance, then turned and left Go back, as if the kid behind him is going to swallow him in one gulp.

It turns out his hunch was right.

He was swallowed, and he was swallowed cleanly, from the body being thrown from behind, from the triumphant haha ​​in his ears, from the cheers of that platoon leader, platoon leader, I caught you, Yang Yi felt that I was firmly grasped from my body to my heart, and I couldn't break free again.

"Fang Heng..." Yang Yi helplessly stretched out his hands clasped around his neck from behind, and could only squeeze out these two words.

"Yeah." Fang Heng replied crisply, calling him, "Platoon leader."

"Let go..." His neck was about to be strangled, but he struggled so much that even he felt powerless, so he could only speak in such a difficult way.

"Oh, received!" Fang Heng let go of one hand, hung it on his shoulder carelessly, and tilted his head to look at the person, "Platoon leader, you have become handsome!"

"Really?" Yang Yi didn't know how to react, so he could only follow the topic, the thoughts in his head were pushed by waves, and they kept hitting the rock wall, feeling dizzy.

"Really." Fang Heng's eyes were locked on Yang Yi's face, and he looked around carefully, "Well, he is handsome, hey, where is your bedroom? Is it over there?" So saying, Fang Heng Constantly turned against the guest, and led Yang Yi to go there.

All the way to the dormitory building, when going up the stairs, Fang Heng had to let go of his hand, but he was still restless when walking behind him, pushing Yang Yi's back, and couldn't wait to ask, "Which floor? Left and right? Which floor is it? between?"

"The second floor..." Yang Yi said.

"Is there anyone in the bedroom?"

"live alone……"

"Great!"

Yang Yi paused when he heard the words, turned to look at him, Fang Heng blinked, his eyes like a crescent moon shone with some inexplicable brilliance, making Yang Yi feel that he was pushed by the waves and hit the mountain wall hard Come on, sooner or later it will be broken.

Go up to the second floor, turn left, the fifth room, the door opened a little, Fang Heng pushed Yang Yi in hard with his hand, and then closed the door behind his back and locked it.

This scene is really inexplicably familiar. Looking at Fang Heng's movements, Yang Yi felt that his heart could no longer find a stable pattern after missing a beat.

Fang Heng turned his head back and looked around the environment first. Seeing that it was a single room for one person, his body softened and he leaned against the door panel. His eyes narrowed a bit, and he said with emotion, "It's great, living alone, and living alone. bathroom."

"..." Yang Yi was silent, not knowing how to answer.

"Platoon leader, you see that everyone is here, why don't you buy me a cup of tea?"

Yang Yi didn't speak, turned around and went to the closet, took out a bottle of mineral water from it and handed it to him, unscrewed another bottle himself, raised his head to drink amidst the sound of drinking water impatiently, he confirmed that he needed Calm down, you need to take back the initiative that you didn't find at the beginning.

After drinking 550ml of mineral water in one go, his brain finally became a little clearer. Yang Yi was about to turn his head to speak when his waist was wrapped around his waist by hot arms. The hug was very ambiguous. His lower body fit perfectly. Fang Heng's face was far away from him Those who are close can kiss as long as they bow their heads.

Sure enough, after one summer, the child turned darker a lot, his brows remained unchanged, but he became more heroic, and his skin became rougher, but the strange thing is that Fang Heng never had the same long face as those recruits. With pimples, it looks very clean, and you can smell a faint scent, the smell of mint mixed with the smell of hot sweat, which is a bit sweet.

His mind was completely sucked away, and he focused on the face in front of him. Only God knows, and he himself knows that he will never change Fang Heng's face.

"Platoon leader..." The moist lips were radiant, moist, slightly opened, and he called out softly and ambiguously, and the color of those clear and round eyes became very dark, deep, like temptation He couldn't take his eyes off it. "I want to kiss you." Fang Heng said frankly, it was more of an announcement than an inquiry. Before he could respond, the face in front of him gradually grew bigger, his sight was covered, and only the touch of his lips remained the same. live.

With a 'click', the last huge wave lifted him to the highest level, and then fell heavily, breaking into slag.

The familiar touch, the intimacy that I think about day and night, all those rationalities are thrown away, leaving only the psychological desire.

Yang Yi put his arms around Fang Heng's waist with his backhand, and kept moving his palms up quickly, clasping the back of his head and pressing towards himself, sucking his lips almost violently, poking the tip of his tongue in, scraping, plundering, and touching the tip of his waiting tongue, Lingering, completely plundering Fang Heng's taste.

So nostalgic, so fragrant, and so sweet, swallowing each other's body fluid, snatching breath, suffocating kisses, and constantly rising body temperature, eager, eager to do something.

Fang Heng responded to such a kiss with lips and tongue, and a familiar smell swept over him, as well as that kind of longing that could not be concealed. The back of his head was buckled vigorously, his body was pressed against the door cabinet, and he was completely controlled and unable to twist his body. The kiss made Fang Heng almost forget to react, until his lips were penetrated by the tip of his tongue and wreaked havoc in his mouth, then he found his direction and quickly plunged into the entanglement.

What about kissing?Fang Heng didn't quite understand that before, Yang Yi was always careful and thoughtful about his thoughts, and he had never been so predatory before. However, the more this happened, the more excited he was, and the other party's passion was clear. Clearly revealing his position in the other party's heart, that love has never changed.

But... I like you now too...

Fang Heng slightly opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. His tightly closed brows and eyes represented full devotion. Such devotion made him itch to do something.

Therefore, Fang Heng pushed Yang Yi's tongue back with force with the tip of his tongue, his eyes opened in surprise, but Fang Heng closed his eyes in the next second instead, and stuck the tip of his tongue into the other's mouth.

The moment his lips were pushed apart, Yang Yi froze for a moment, until his soft tongue was roaming in his mouth, then he slowly closed his eyes, savoring the delicious food delivered to his door, his brows were soft and messy.

Fang Heng's kissing skills are not much better than his. Of course, he doesn't know how good the so-called cleverness is, but he is still very excited.

This was the first time Fang Heng took the initiative to kiss himself, so enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that he could only reciprocate if he fully devoted himself to it.

Every position in the mouth seems to have been swept over, the heat of the body almost exploded in such lingering, especially the fitting lower body is so hard that it can't be harder, clearly revealing how much they long for each other.

Until the palate was swept away, the soft tip of the tongue gently scratched the place that belonged to him but never paid attention to, the itching feeling spread, and a series of tremors rose from the end of the spine, Yang Yi was caught off guard, his legs slightly It softened a bit, and the teeth collided together.

The two people looked at each other with opened eyes at the same time, with a bit of inexplicable in their eyes.

A second later, Yang Yi pulled away from himself, let go of the hand on the back of his head and supported it on the wardrobe, panting.

Fang Heng didn't speak inappropriately at this time, but stood up slightly, leaned against Yang Yi's chest, rubbed his cheek against Yang Yi's neck, felt the slow movement of the hand on his upper waist, and rubbed it again. After a few times, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said with emotion, "Platoon leader, I like you, very much."

Yang Yi tilted his head and kissed the hair behind Fang Heng's ear, and did not speak, which was a tacit consent.After all, under such circumstances, no matter what he said, he would only appear pale and powerless, struggling to the death.

"You love me, haven't you changed?"

"..."

"Well, I feel it, and it hasn't changed. We are in love now, right?"

"..."

"Platoon leader, I miss you so much, and I'm so worried that you don't want me anymore."

"..."

"You won't blame me for coming here suddenly this time, right? Probably not, it's useless to blame."

"..."

"Then do you feel happy?"

"..."

"Looks happy, and so am I."

"..."

"Are you embarrassed? Don't talk?"

"No..." Yang Yi squeezed out a word, because you had finished speaking.

"That... I feel a little hot."

Yang Yi let go of his hand, took a step back, and saw Fang Heng's face with a smile so hard that his teeth could not be seen. His face was indeed flushed with heat. Of course, it might be the flush of emotion, and Yang Yi's mind began to look alive again. Got up, bent slightly and kissed the hot face, "Do you want to wash your face?"

"No." Fang Heng shook his head, raised his hand to touch Yang Yi's cheek, stroked his eyebrows with calloused fingers, and looked at him intently, "I'm so happy, I want to look at you now."

Yang Yi pursed his lips and smiled, and the pears at the corners of his mouth swirled out. Before he could speak, Fang Heng leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, scraping his soft tongue over it, and smiled with satisfaction.The corners of Yang Yi's mouth raised a little more, and the dimple became deeper.

"Is there a bar inside?" Fang Heng asked him.

"That's a dimple."

"Is there a difference?"