Xueba, wake up

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then got up and hugged He Zhonghe.

Obviously both are at normal body temperature, but when hugged together, they feel that the other person's body is hotter. After hugging tightly, the ears and cheeks are pressed together, which is indescribably intimacy.

This hug lasted for a long time, but He Zhonghe swore that he had no distractions during the process.

So when he finally hugged Yan Sheng a little ashamed and panicked, he patted Yan Sheng on the back and let him go.

"Let's do it again." When He Zhonghe was still immersed in heartache, Yansheng actually said such a sentence.

"Hurry up and get out." He Zhonghe pushed him, feeling like Yan Sheng was comforting him, turned upside down.

"'On this beautiful reunion night, it's too cruel not to have such a small wish come true...'" Yan Sheng repeated what he said just now.

He Zhonghe couldn't help laughing: "Crazy."

The second hug was still very solid, and this time the emotions were diluted a lot, so I had time to focus on other feelings.

This is He Zhonghe's first... second time, hugging someone of the same age and same sex.

Yan Sheng's body is very strong, with broad shoulders and broad back, the feeling of being wrapped|wrapped by his breath makes one feel a little... sleepy.

The idea surprised him.

Shouldn't I feel sexy|sexy now like before!Why do you feel sleepy!

Is it possible that you are sexual|cold?

No way, it is still very pleasant to entertain and relax every weekend...

At this moment, He Zhonghe probably lost his mind, so he suddenly pushed Yansheng away, and then looked at him.

A face close at hand, slightly taller than him, had to be looked up slightly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Sheng patted him.

What an honest person.According to the movies or dramas that He Zhonghe watched, at this moment, they should look at each other and get close to each other, then kiss and...

"No." He Zhonghe touched the tip of his nose, "I'm sleepy."

"It's only nine o'clock." Yan Sheng glanced at the wall clock and let go of him.

Strange to say, he felt drowsy when his chin rested on Yansheng's shoulders, but the drowsiness disappeared as soon as he left.

Sitting back at the dining table again, the hot dishes became warmer, and this hug really lasted for a long time.

"Brother He will protect you from now on." He Zhonghe took a few sips of Coke, still feeling that the two parents were in danger, "If your parents find this place, you can live with me, if not, change another place, don't let them before the college entrance examination influence you."

"Well, it's only been a few months." Yan Sheng said, "I will fly away next year."

"When you fly, I won't be able to cover you anymore." He Zhonghe smiled, "I won't need to cover you then, I'll be a good-for-nothing once I leave home."

He suddenly thought of something: "What kind of independence law are you talking about economic independence?"

In my impression, Yansheng has never been short of money, and as a student, he can rent a 150-square-meter house in a key high school school district, and he certainly cannot have this economic level by just working part-time.

"Guess." Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows, holding back a smile.

This expression was very appealing, and He Zhonghe was taken aback.

A nightclub with lights and feasting suddenly appeared in my mind, and Yan Sheng was wearing rabbit ears in it...

"Big...big bird go around the bar?" After He Zhonghe said awkwardly, he frowned and laughed. The scene was so amazing that he almost fell under the table laughing.

However, Yan Sheng looked at him with his chin propped up, squinting his eyes and didn't speak.

He Zhonghe felt that something was wrong, he smiled back, and widened his eyes in shock: "Fuck, it can't be true, right?"

"Yes." Yan Sheng said seriously, "I'll bring you out tomorrow night."

"Okay." He Zhonghe was speechless and glared at him.

"I'll tell you another day." Yan Sheng smiled, "Next month, I'll take you to play."

The after-dinner entertainment is still uncreative watching movies. This time it is a feature film, and it reverses one after another at the beginning. He Zhonghe feels a little dizzy while drinking Coke and hugging the cat.

I also feel uncomfortable in my stomach, maybe I ate too much at night.

"Are there any digestion tablets?" He Zhonghe touched Yansheng with his toe, "Look inside the coffee table."

Yan Sheng took out a box of digestion tablets and handed it to him: "Uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, it's a little uncomfortable." He Zhonghe picked half of the board and chewed.

Stomach was burning up, and the fire rushed upwards. The Coke was cold, and it felt better after a few sips. He Zhonghe got up and went to get another can.

Halfway through the film, Yan Sheng has almost guessed the plot and ending, it's the old routine with a new shell.

"The hero will definitely not be able to escape in the end." He Zhonghe said from the side.

"Yeah." Yan Sheng nodded, "Then enter the next cycle."

"No." He Zhonghe said, "Didn't he have a broken leg? How can he run like this?"

Yan Sheng turned his head to look at him, the lights in the room were not turned on, the tone of the movie was very dark, and his face could not be seen clearly: "Drink too much? The one with the broken leg is already dead."

"Huh? No, it's not going to be returned... Hey, why did his legs come back again?"

Only then did Yan Sheng realize that He Zhonghe's tail sound was fluttering, and he was still biting his tongue when speaking.

He picked up the Coke and looked at it. It wasn't alcohol either.

Is it too much to pour a glass of beer?

He suddenly remembered that he had heard someone say that drinking alcohol and coke together made him easy to get drunk.

I touched my phone and searched, it was true.

Yan Sheng covered his forehead: "How many bottles of Coke have you had?"

"Three or four bottles." He Zhonghe stared at the TV, fumbling with his hands on the sofa.

Yan Sheng stretched out his hand, and he grabbed it.

He Zhonghe murmured in his mouth that the plot was strange, one died for a while, and the other came alive, playing with Yan Sheng's arms with both hands.

Yansheng moved to his side, sat closer, and saw that he pressed down his little finger, ring finger, index finger, and thumb one by one, leaving a middle finger standing upright.

"Look." He Zhonghe took his hand and stretched it out in front of him.

"Great." Yan Sheng looked at him worriedly, "Are you sleepy?"

He Zhonghe shook his head vigorously, then hugged Yansheng's arm and tugged towards him: "I'm not sleepy, I want to finish watching this weird movie. Fuck, I got caught in what and what? Why didn't I understand it? Beard I can't tell who is who..."

Yan Sheng watched him muttering softly and leaning against his side, staring at the TV hard without opening his eyes, and felt that he was very soft now.

It was different from any other time in the past, the current He Zhonghe was like a hedgehog that put away all the thorns in a daze, the kind that still hugged people's arms tightly.

He tilted his head on Yansheng's shoulder a few times and then raised it up again, his hair touched his shoulder, which made people feel itchy.

I really want to hug again.

"Yansheng——" He Zhonghe suddenly stopped muttering, and called him in a drawn-out, nasal voice.After shouting, he didn't hear an answer immediately, so he whispered again: "Where is Yansheng?"

"Here." Yan Sheng moved the arm that was held by him, and he was startled when he said this sentence.

With a very light and gentle tone, it is estimated that He Zhonghe would have heard it if he was awake.

"Yansheng makes me dizzy." He Zhonghe slowly turned his head and glanced at him, "Why is it so uncomfortable after drinking too much? I also get dizzy while sitting..."

"I'll make you some hangover tea." Yansheng got up.

"Don't, don't, stay here with me for a while." He Zhonghe pulled him back, as if he had hurt his vitality, he lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Yan Sheng's heart softened and his heart beat violently because of his unconscious "stay with me for a while".

Is this the feeling of a deer bumping around?

It was amazing, Yan Sheng felt that his little deer might be a lame deer, its steps were erratic and stumbling as if he was drunk, and his heart was disturbed.

As soon as the deer floats, people will float.

As soon as you float, you will feel the unprecedented beauty...

What a mess.Yan Sheng felt that he might have drunk too much.

He looked down at He Zhonghe slowly sliding from sitting to half lying down.

Must be asleep.

You're still arrogant about Brother Cool, and Brother He is covering you up, don't even think about dragging this soft look.

With his arm still in his arms, Yan Sheng suddenly turned sideways, turned his head with the other hand, and quickly kissed him on the forehead.

Warm and sweet.

Yansheng's heart beat fast.

After a second of hesitation, just as he was about to do it again, He Zhonghe suddenly opened his eyes.

The fawn was almost killed.

"Should I put some iodine on my face before going to bed..." Yan Sheng moved his hands in a panic, stroking his face carelessly.

"Sleepy." He Zhonghe ignored his attempt to cover up his explanation.

After he entered the bathroom, Yan Sheng didn't dare to go home directly. If he was so drunk and fell into the bathroom, he would be in trouble.

But the washing was faster than he expected. He Zhonghe was wearing pajamas, with water dripping from his hair, and he didn't say anything.He wobbled into the bedroom, and after a long time he popped up again: "Huh?"

"Then I'm leaving." Yan Sheng stood up, it was past twelve o'clock, and it was time to go back to reflect on this kiss and go to sleep.

However, He Zhonghe showed a surprised and disappointed expression: "You want to leave?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Yan Sheng looked at him.

"Come here." He Zhonghe stretched out his arms, beckoning like a wave.

"No." Yan Sheng was a little surprised, "Go to sleep."

"You fucking come here." He Zhonghe stomped out of the bedroom, pulled him by the arm and dragged him in, and closed the door, "Sleep."

Then He Zhonghe lay down on the bed and did not move. Yansheng stood in a mess in the middle of the bedroom for a long time, and finally found a blanket from the closet and spread it on the floor, making an uncomfortable floor.

The floor is very cold, even with a blanket on, the window is open, and there is a lot of wind at night.

But the deer still jumped happily in the freezing weather.

He Zhonghe lay with his back facing Yansheng, and the more he lay down, the more awake he became.

Not only did he wake up from sleepiness, but also from the wine.

In fact, the wine has woken up since the slap on the forehead just now, very fast.

At first he was dizzy and wanted to close his eyes for a while, but before he could meet Duke Zhou, Yan Sheng kissed himself.

Kissing him directly was dumbfounded, like a sudden cardiac arrest.

Zhou Gong watched and bought a station ticket and ran all night.

In the darkness, He Zhonghe opened his eyes soberly, listening to Yan Sheng's breathing gradually calm down.

Not only did he not beat him, but he used the remaining alcohol to force him into his room.

Crazy, crazy, what's wrong with the world.

He Zhonghe scratched wildly at his hair.

I really want to leave this weird world overnight.