Xueba, wake up

He Zhonghe really wanted to ask me if I could abstain.

But saying it makes me look so cowardly!

Why don't you just touch... don't you just kiss, no one is afraid of anyone!

He Zhonghe sat up, and savagely pulled Yansheng over and knocked him down.

Then Shua straddled him and sat down, and pulled his pajamas down.

"Are you afraid?"

In fact, He Zhonghe himself is quite scared right now. After doing this set of movements, his mind is crackling like a whip.

I'm afraid that the sparks will jump out, and I will shoot the gun and go off.

very dangerous.

Yan Sheng was calmer than him, lying still and speaking in a flat tone: "I'm afraid I'm going to die."

The provocative method was very successful, He Zhonghe immediately lifted his quilt, arched in and put his elbows next to his head.

There are two types of walls and beds.

One is to support the bed with your hands, so that the distance is far away, but there is still a little distance between the two that can be adjusted.

Another kind is what He Zhonghe is doing now, propping his elbows on the bed.

They are very close together, under the same quilt.

To be honest, he is a little excited now.

Unlike the usual excitement of self-entertainment, this kind of excitement was more intense, making him a little dizzy.

Yan Sheng looked at him with a calm face.

After thinking in a bad direction for a while, He Zhonghe remembered that he was going to kiss Yansheng.

So he grabbed his chin fiercely and tilted his head——

I have nothing to do since I was a child, and I watched TV dramas, and I learned the posture of relatives very well.

Then he put his lips on Yansheng's left face.

Finally turned over and lay back, heaved a sigh of satisfaction, cool!

"..." Yan Sheng lay there and waited for a long time, "Is it gone?"

"Ok?"

"No follow-up?"

"What follow-up?" He Zhonghe was at a loss.

Yan Sheng lay helplessly for a while, then burst out laughing, this laugh lasted for about a minute, almost fell off the bed laughing.

"You have a very funny smile, you know that." He Zhonghe stared at him.

"It's because you're so funny," Yan Sheng laughed until tears came out, but he still couldn't stop, "After tossing so hard and sticking it to my face, this feinted shot, those who don't know think you won't do it."

"You fucking don't lift it!" He Zhonghe's face was a little panicked.

"It's still 1," Yan Sheng patted him sympathetically, and then put his arms around Shun Shun's hair, "Is that okay? No, let's just lie flat."

"I..." He Zhonghe held back for a long time, but he didn't think of words that could choke him.

It took Yan Sheng a long time to stop laughing: "You should think about this issue carefully. I don't care about fighting with bayonets. The main thing is can you really be 1?"

He Zhonghe thought about it seriously.

Since the awakening of sexuality in junior high school, he has identified himself as 1.

The reason is very simple, pull it out, it’s cool brother, it’s not what 1 is.

He admitted that it might be a bit of a stereotype. After all, some European and American movies are stronger than 0 to 1, which looks weird.

But 0 is absolutely impossible.

In fact, there is no practical reference for analyzing this. The first two numbers are all up to him to make up by himself. It is the first time to talk about love, let alone the ups and downs.

So he didn't think about it that much, he really likes the difference between who goes up and who goes down.

But to be honest, if Yan Sheng were to substitute 1 in those films...he would...be willing to lie flat.

What a dangerous idea!

He Zhonghe was taken aback by himself: "Your brother and I are pure steel, you can try it if you don't believe me."

"Wow, I'm looking forward to it." Yan Sheng felt that this aspect of him was really interesting, and immediately flattened himself, even unbuttoning a pajamas button, "Come on."

"Do you think I really dare not?" He Zhonghe squinted his eyes, very easy to trick.

Yan Sheng didn't speak, but moved his arms to signal him to hurry up.

But this time he underestimated He Zhonghe.

When a kiss came over him suddenly, Yan Sheng paused.

In fact, Master Kouhai was nothing more than that, and his first reaction to being kissed was also dumbfounded.

It turned out to be so soft.

The breathing is tangled, and there is a disordered warmth.

The two of them didn't know much about it, and they didn't make any further moves, they just touched their mouths lightly.

Yansheng raised his arm, pressed down on the back of his head, and pressed the kiss more firmly.

At this distance, He Zhonghe felt that his whole body was wrapped by Yan Sheng. The sound of breathing in his ears was Yan Sheng's, and he saw Yan Sheng with half-opened eyes. The temperature on his face came from Yan Sheng, and the touch of his lips was also from Yan Sheng.

The heartbeat was fast, and it was a little bit in the throat, and it was estimated to be almost one hundred and fifty.

My mind was in a mess, buzzing.

Kiss is what it feels like.

Very soft and hot, very... Yansheng.

What kind of stupid | forced to describe.

When his thoughts were flying away, he felt something slippery and moving on his lips.

He Zhonghe let go of him abruptly and turned over to the side: "Are you fucking with me?!"

"...Can we put it another way." Yan Sheng felt distressed at scaring him away just by trying to move, "I'll just bite my tongue, and I won't eat you."

He Zhonghe has read countless movies behind his back, but his attributes of becoming cowardly when he really plays are once again exposed.

How about being crazy?

He was a little ashamed, and leaned over to hug Yansheng angrily.This is still daring, the main thing is to hold it several times and let it go slowly.

At this time, the stomach growled inappropriately.

"..." He Zhonghe was a little embarrassed.

"Tired? Do you want to smoke afterward?" Yan Sheng smiled, pushed him, got up and got out of bed, "I'll go get something to eat."

When Yan Sheng lifted the quilt just now, the cold air came in, and He Zhonghe shrank back under the quilt.The indoor temperature is not too high, it has been [-] days, the floor heating in the old building is not very effective, and the air conditioner is dry.

He Zhonghe was completely wrapped in a quilt, only a little tip of his hair was exposed.

Kissing... It's not really a kiss, the stamina of a kiss is quite strong, his heart is still beating very fast at this moment, his face is hot from the bottom of his ears, his mind is foggy, and the touch from just now still remains on his lips.

The first kiss was confessed.

Sure enough, you can't just spend the night at someone else's house!

He Zhonghe didn't dare to pay attention to a certain place when he kissed for a while, but he actually reacted a little bit.

...It's too shameful|shameful.

He loosened his pajama pants and took a deep breath.

There was a rustle outside, and after a while Yansheng came in with two cups, put the cups on the bedside table, patted He Zhonghe and called him up: "Is the defect salty? I'll make it again."

He Zhonghe picked up the big cup.

Brown chocolate oatmeal, in addition to the original nuts in the oatmeal, a lot of cashews and salt-baked almonds are added.

It was warm and smelled sweet and savory.

...It just tastes a bit muddy.

"The heat exploded in the middle of the night." He Zhonghe drank half a cup, his body was warmed up, and his stomach gradually filled up feeling great, "Do you often do this by yourself? You seem to be addicted to sweets. It's a miracle that you don't have two hundred catties..."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pressed Yan Sheng's stomach, yo, it's pretty hard.

"No, you're the only one here." Yan Sheng straightened his body, "Natural physique."

I'm quite envious, Yansheng usually doesn't exercise or push up, and he's in great shape.He couldn’t do it. He ran to the gym every day for a while in the second year of high school, but he didn’t gain muscle. He almost vomited from drinking protein|powder.

"Let me see." He reached out and lifted Yansheng's pajamas, "Damn, it's fine."

"Is it full of food and energy to play hooligans again?" Yan Sheng sighed.

It's really a hooligan, poking, poking, teasing, making people's hearts itchy, not responsible, just let go after teasing.

It's like that kind of nasty little dog that gnaws at you to attract your attention, but runs faster than anyone else when you reach out to hug it.

"I didn't go down that time just now, man, don't play with fire." Yan Sheng said.

He Zhonghe stopped touching his belly.

Looking down, he withdrew his hand at the speed of light.

The bedroom fell silent.

Yan Sheng, a veteran showboy, was probably embarrassed when he accidentally jumped into the sky. He cleared his throat, picked up two empty glasses, and went to the kitchen to brush.

They were also pretty good-for-nothings, and after a night of tossing around, they stuck together.

It was quite cold in the room, and the two of them slept on each side at night. In the middle of the night, He Zhonghe kicked the quilt and woke up from the cold. There was a huge heat source lying next to him, and he rubbed into Yansheng's quilt in a daze.

The scene when he woke up in the morning was very unpleasant. He Zhonghe was like a big octopus eating a wild goose.

After the siren rang five times, Yan Sheng sat up on time: "Morning."

"Morning." It was completely dark outside, and He Zhonghe turned on the light while getting dressed, planning to go home first to get more dog food for Feigou.

After Yan Sheng finished speaking, he didn't move. He waited until He Zhonghe started to put on his trousers, and then he went over to check: "Long trousers."

"It's ready." He Zhonghe put on two layers of trousers, seeing that he hadn't moved, "Get up, there are a lot of literature comprehensive materials waiting for you to memorize."

"I think there's something wrong with me." Yan Sheng was still sitting, "Everyone wakes up with a good morning kiss from her boyfriend..."

He Zhonghe was amused by his pretended aggrieved tone, and walked around to him and kissed him on the forehead. After kissing, he turned and ran away: "The seal is lifted! Don't look for excuses to stay in bed."

He Zhonghe didn't use that box of disposable toiletries anymore, he was tired of coming here often, so Yansheng simply bought a new set of toiletries for him to keep, and even changed his own set, for lovers.

"I found that you are very girlish." He Zhonghe brushed his teeth while looking at the blue and green cups of the same style in the mirror, one with a fish printed on it, and the bubbles he vomited were heart-shaped.

Yan Sheng didn't say a word, brushed his teeth in front of the mirror, and was silent for a while: "Do you think the two people in the mirror are very suitable for each other?"

It took me a long time to come to this conclusion, this person is somewhat in love.

But it is indeed a good match, the two handsome guys who are about the same height stand together very seductive.

"Actually, I thought you were handsome when I was just divided into classes in the second year of high school." He Zhonghe said.

"Then why don't you chase?" Yan Sheng asked.

"I'm fucking sick. I chase after anyone who looks good." He Zhonghe glared at him.

Yan Sheng smiled: "Actually, it's the same sooner or later, and you can't miss the person you should meet in the end."

"Yeah." He Zhonghe suddenly remembered something, "On your birthday, Guo Yao counted some Tarot cards for me in the cram school, saying that I have peach blossoms lurking by my side."

"At that time, I included everything I could think of, even Shi Yujie, and I didn't think that anyone could have anything to do with me." He Zhonghe said with emotion.

Yan Sheng stopped brushing his teeth and rinsed his mouth: "...are you still thinking about Shi Yujie?"

"Ah," He Zhonghe smiled, "Thinking about it blindly."

"Haven't you told him about the two of us?" Yan Sheng asked.

"Not yet..." He Zhonghe paused and heard what Yan Sheng meant, "Are you...jealous?"

"Smell." Yan Sheng stretched his arms, with a droopy face, "Old and fine wine."

For no reason, He Zhonghe thought that he was so cute in such a small size, such a big peach blossom tree was here, and he was so jealous.

He hugged Yan Sheng and kissed him on the mouth, not very skilled and did not grasp the strength well, his teeth hurt his lips a bit.

"Don't be jealous," He Zhonghe said, "I'll make an official announcement later."