The school bully's little pity is soft and sweet

Zhang Fan studied those codes and found where he had a flaw, so he said, "One more game!"

"Ah... the game is still valid." Ye Hanyang had to turn on the computer again.

"no problem!"

After 15 minutes... "Come again!" Zhang Fan hit the pillow twice angrily.

Another 10 minutes later... "Again! I still don't believe it!" Zhang Fan frowned, awe-inspiring.

Another 10 minutes later... "Damn! How did your skills improve so much?!" Zhang Fan shut the computer abruptly and said angrily.

Before, it took him more than an hour to hack into Ye Hanyang's computer every time, why did he kill himself in seconds every time today? !

This is so abnormal!

Ye Hanyang spread his hands innocently, and said in a low voice, "Maybe this time is luckier...?" "Fart!" Zhang Fan didn't believe his nonsense.

After thinking about it, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "Did you just release water before!"

"Ah..." Ye Hanyang looked away guilty, and said, "No... right?"

He did give way to Zhang Fan in the previous games... He said he gave in, but he couldn't bear to see the frustrated expression on his complacent little face.

Every time, he will set up a basic code as a firewall, and when Zhang Fan is about to break through, he will superimpose the advanced code.Every time he competes, he will use more difficult codes than the last time. When Zhang Fan has improved again, he will no longer set up checkpoints and let the opponent win.

His little ancestor has completed the difficult problems he set every time, which is awesome!

"Fuck you!" Zhang Fan grabbed a pillow and covered Ye Hanyang's face, pressing his whole body over.

She was lying to him before!

Pig head! !

"Forgive me, ancestor." Ye Hanyang hurriedly removed the notebook to avoid hurting him, so he lay down on the sofa and hugged Zhang Fan.

The pillow was thrown aside, Zhang Fan and Ye Hanyang looked at each other, the distance between their faces was no more than a few centimeters.

Silent ambiguous feelings flowed between the two.

Suddenly, Ye Hanyang raised his head, smacked, and kissed Zhang Fan's mouth.

"What are you..."

"Hush..." Ye Hanyang stretched out his index finger to lightly touch Zhang Fan's lips, and said softly, "This is my first request."

Zhang Fan blinked his big eyes, seemed not to understand Ye Hanyang's words for a moment, and asked stupidly: "What did you say...?"

Ye Hanyang snorted Zhang Fan's head and smiled.

"I said, my first request is to kiss you." After speaking, Ye Hanyang stretched out his big hand to the back of Zhang Fan's head, deepening the kiss. wtf?!

Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and clearly saw the fine hairs on Ye Hanyang's face, clearly saw his long eyelashes, and clearly felt the...WTF??!!

Ye Hanyang opened his eyes while taking a breath, and saw Zhang Fan looking at him stupidly. He sighed softly, stretched out his hand to close Zhang Fan's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes."

Afterwards, Zhang Fan seemed to loosen his strength all at once, lying in Ye Hanyang's arms, and was kissed by him for a long time.

It's not the first time they've kissed, but it's the first time they've kissed so deeply, so...sentimentally.

After the kiss was over, the lips of the two were slightly separated, and they seemed to touch each other.

Zhang Fan opened his red eyes and saw himself reflected in Ye Hanyang's eyes.

The look in his eyes could even be called pampering.

Zhang Fan opened and closed his mouth, then closed his mouth. After a long pause, he said, "Why are you like this?" "What kind?" Ye Hanyang said with a smile, "I can mention the first Did you ask for two?"

Zhang Fan: ...When Ye Hanyang took out a maid outfit and a JK short skirt from the suitcase, it was hard for Zhang Fan to imagine that he was not prepared.

"It was you who said you wanted to compete." Ye Hanyang looked innocent.

Zhang Fan was speechless.

"It was you who agreed to the gamble." Ye Hanyang said frankly.

Zhang Fan has a hard time.

"So...?" Ye Hanyang shook the women's clothing in his hand, and smiled maliciously.

Sighing, Zhang Fan was willing to bet and took one of the maid outfits that seemed to cover more and said, "One is equal to one request." "All right." Ye Hanyang was not at all unhappy.

Anyway, he still has two death-free gold medals. As long as Zhang Fan is willing to cooperate, he can talk about anything.

However, when Zhang Fan changed into the white and black maid outfit and came out of the bathroom, Ye Hanyang felt that this request was probably a punishment for himself.

His body, which was already fairer than ordinary people, looked even more white and tender against the black cloth, creamy and smooth.Because the skirt was too short, Zhang Fan's long and slender legs were exposed to the air. He blushed and pulled the apron uncomfortably, and Ye Hanyang saw his underwear for a moment.

Zhang Fan even changed into the matching white lace underwear!

"hiss……"

The sound of gasping for air was heard by Zhang Fan.He raised his crimson face, his eyes gleamed with water, and gave the instigator a coquettish and angry look.

Ye Hanyang slammed his nose and ran into the toilet, knocking over a trash can on the way.

With a bang, the toilet door was slammed shut.

"What's going on again?" Zhang Fan muttered inexplicably.

Ye Hanyang is a pervert, this skirt can reach his thigh, it is shorter than he thought!

Although it is not the first time to wear women's clothes, but before work, I always wore serious clothes.But now that she is wearing this set, it is obvious that she has developed towards the fun XX!

Walking to the bed, Zhang Fan jumped onto the bed loudly, took a pillow and put it on the key parts to cover it. After confirming that everything was safe, he leaned against the bed and played with his mobile phone.

Ye Hanyang in the toilet looked at the mirror wanting to cry but had no tears.

The two nosebleeds on the mouth looked stupid and silly, and a restless part of the lower body was hard and swollen.

Think about the first time he saw Zhang Fan wearing women's clothing, he was so lustful and blood splashed on the spot.I didn't expect this time to watch at a close distance, the power is even greater.

There was no way, Ye Hanyang wiped away the nosebleed with his hands, took off all his clothes, and kept doing it... Turned on the shower. (want to face the wall crookedly)

What can I do, I can only solve it by myself.

Zhang Fan on the bed was secretly relieved when he heard the sound coming from the bathroom.If Ye Hanyang rushed out and wanted to do this to him, he really didn't know what to do.

He felt that he was in a dilemma right now, while Ye Hanyang on the opposite side was pressing hard every step of the way.

Seeing that the layer of window paper...is about to be pierced.

"Hey."

Sighing, Zhang Fan gradually fell asleep listening to the sound of rain outside and water in the house.

After someone who had been busy in the bathroom for an hour came out, he smiled helplessly when he saw the little ancestor sleeping sprawled on the bed.

What can I do, I can only pamper her.

On the penultimate day of the trip, God finally gave me a face-saving day.

Ye Hanyang said he wanted to go surfing, Zhang Fan said he wanted to go downtown.

After the argument was fruitless, Ye Hanyang used his second-to-last request for a reward, forcing Zhang Fan to "surf" the sea with him for a day.

Poor Zhang Fan not only has to endure the physical torment of the scorching sun, but also suffers from the psychological torment of teaching like Ye Hanyang's old mother.

At the end of the day, he was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, wilting.

After dinner, Zhang Fan simply washed up and then threw himself on the bed. No matter how Ye Hanyang urged him to go to the night market to watch the lantern show, he still remained motionless, as steady as an old dog.

The next day, Zhang Fan slept until the sun was up, and after lunch, he and Ye Hanyang went to the city to have a good time.

In the middle of the journey, Ye Hanyang didn't know what kind of spirit came up again, so he left Zhang Fan alone in the cold drink shop, ran away and disappeared for half an hour.

When he came back again, he was also very mysterious, feeling like he was plotting something messy.

In the evening, Zhang Fan, who was full of energy, agreed to go to the night market with Ye Hanyang.After eating and drinking, Ye Hanyang pulled him to the beach, suddenly pointed at the sea level in front of him, and said with a smile, "It's counting down."

"Five!" Zhang Fan looked up at Ye Hanyang under the moonlight, and found that Ye Hanyang was also looking at him, showing his white teeth and smiling brilliantly.

"Four!" He thought of New Year's Eve, and Ye Hanyang held his hand and counted down loudly like this.

"Three!" He thought of when they met and kissed for the first time when they were 16 years old, they were so young and anxious.

"Two!" When he thought of their reunion in the toilet of No. [-] Middle School, he should be angry and disgusted, but he was actually happy and congratulated.

Fortunately, they can meet again. "The last number, Zhang Fan and Ye Hanyang shouted out together.

Now, he doesn't think about anything anymore, just like now, he doesn't know what this lunatic Ye Hanyang is doing, but he is willing to be with him, willing to touch the unknown that he brought to himself.

Bang - bang - bang - stinging stinging - countless beautiful fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating the entire sea level.Everyone in the hotel came to the balcony one after another to watch the beautiful scene.

The dazzling fireworks reflected on the faces of the two of them. Ye Hanyang turned his head, took Zhang Fan's hand and said, "My last request, can you agree to be my boyfriend?"

After wandering in a foreign country for many years, it's not that there are handsome men and beautiful women around me, and it's not that there are no hugs, but there is always a feeling of throbbing.He shuttled among the flowers but never picked them. He was like a fish in water at the party, but he rarely showed his true self to others.

He doesn't care if he is misunderstood or ridiculed, because there is no one who cares, so he doesn't care about right and wrong.

But now, even a few years ago, this teenager took root in his heart.

His talk and laughter, his poise, his pretense, his cover-up... His indifference, now, he all cares.

He didn't want the boy to misunderstand everything about him.

Before and after, he wanted to be with him.

Looking at Ye Hanyang's deep eyes that seem to be able to look into the bottom of his heart, Zhang Fan said with a smile: "I don't agree."