are you straight

Song Ji put his hand on Jiang Zhilu's shoulder and asked, "Jiang Zhilu, are you drunk?"

Jiang Zhilu said, "No."

Sure enough, he was drunk.

Song Ji pushed Jiang Zhilu: "Lie down first, let's chat."

Jiang Zhilu lay obediently next to Song Ji, who stared at the ceiling for a while before saying, "Didn't you fall in love when you were in high school? You and the school belle Zhang Linling."

Although he knew that Jiang Zhilu liked him, Jiang Zhilu said that he had never been straight, so he wanted to know what happened to the high school relationship.

"No, I'm not in love." Jiang Zhilu frowned, "You've already mentioned this name to me twice."

Song Ji turned his head to look at Jiang Zhilu's expression: "Because when you were in high school, the story of you falling in love with her spread. Everyone said that she was talented and beautiful. I know that the news that you wanted to go abroad was because some people said that you were in love with her." go abroad."

"Fake." Jiang Zhilu said, "Even if I go abroad for love, it's for you."

Song Ji was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

"Because I saw your ideal college written on the blackboard of your class." Jiang Zhilu chuckled, "During lunch break, there were not many people in your classroom. Someone found out, and I found a reason to deal with it casually." past."

A scene suddenly appeared in Song Ji's mind. During the lunch break, Jiang Zhilu from Class [-] walked into the classroom of Class [-] and stood on the blackboard behind to find an ideal school named Song Ji. The students in the class found it. , Asked him why he came, he said that the head teacher came to ask him to refer to the typesetting of the blackboard in class three.

"Then do you know that ideal colleges are written in a big direction, and my grades at that time were barely able to reach the score line of Haida." Song Ji thought that the psychological defense line had gradually collapsed.

Jiang Zhilu said: "I have seen your grades. The mock exams in the next semester are very stable. I have also analyzed your method of doing the questions. It is very stable. If there is no accident, you can be admitted to this university."

Song Ji asked: "You don't know which major I applied for."

Jiang Zhilu said softly: "One school is fine. When you walked in during the class meeting, I thought I was wrong. I am very happy."

So Song Ji didn't make a mistake when he saw Jiang Zhilu's eyes flashing with astonishment at the opening meeting.

"Jiang Zhilu, why did you do so many things I don't know about?" Song Ji lowered his eyes.

What Jiang Zhilu replied to him was: "Maybe because I like you."

After the two were silent for a long time, Song Ji just wanted to speak, when he heard shouts from Zhou You outside.

After the alcoholic finished drinking, he only looked for Song Ji.

"A Song is gone."

During the period, there was Lin Ning's voice: "They are in the next room, you are obedient, come back to sleep with me."

Lin Ning went to the restroom and the alcohol was gone, and as soon as he came out, he saw Zhou You coming out barefoot to look for Song Ji.

Hearing the voice, Song Ji instinctively wanted to get out of bed and go out to check, but was hugged by Jiang Zhilu.

"Don't go out." Jiang Zhilu said, "Leave him alone."

Song Ji glanced at the door, and he heard Jiang Zhilu say, "I locked the door."

Song Ji laughed, "You're just pretending to be drunk."

"If you don't pretend to be drunk, you don't care about me."

"Song Ji, I want to kiss you."

Before Song Ji could say anything, he felt a tingling pain on his neck. Jiang Zhilu was biting his neck.

"Jiang Zhilu, are you a dog?" Song Ji didn't move and let him bite.

Jiang Zhilu stuck out his tongue and licked it: "Song Ji, you smell so good."

We all use the same shower gel, and the smell is the same.

Song Ji took the initiative to turn around to face Jiang Zhilu, and did the same to him.

Song Ji bit Jiang Zhilu's Adam's apple and touched it with the tip of his tongue. He felt Jiang Zhilu pause, and Song Ji laughed triumphantly.

Jiang Zhilu looked down at Song Ji, the two met their gazes, Jiang Zhilu bowed his head and kissed.

Before Song Ji could react, he opened his eyes wide and blinked in bewilderment, until the tip of the other party's tongue slid across his lips and penetrated into his lips, Song Ji closed his eyes.

Jiang Zhilu pressed the back of Song Ji's head with his palm, stroking the end of his hair repeatedly.

Song Ji was completely conquered the city, Jiang Zhilu pried open his teeth, and the warmth intertwined between his lips.

Song Ji's heart seemed to be surrounded by a soft mass, and this mass spread in his heart to his whole body, his whole body was light and light, only his lips could feel it.

I don't know how long it took, Song Ji couldn't breathe, and at a loss, he tightened the clothes on Jiang Zhilu's chest. Jiang Zhilu lightly pecked his lips and let him go, pressing his forehead against his forehead.

The distance between the two was so close that Song Ji could hear Jiang Zhilu's heartbeat, no, it should be his own.

Song Jihong covered Jiang Zhilu's heart with closed eyes and said, "Can you stop dancing so fast?"

Jiang Zhilu laughed in a deep voice: "It seems to be out of control, and it will become like this when it touches you."

Song Ji pulled Jiang Zhilu's hand to his chest and said, "Me too."

"So how did you endure it for three nights when we slept in the same bed during National Day?" Song Ji was a little curious.

Jiang Zhilu said: "I can't bear it, but I can't bear to push you away either, your sleeping position is really too noisy."

"Then what were you thinking when you helped me undress and unbutton it?" Song Ji didn't know what would happen if he asked such a question after making out.

Jiang Zhilu looked into Song Ji's eyes and said, "I want to pin you on the bed...to do something even more outrageous than now."

Not surprisingly, Song Ji's ears turned red in an instant, and he swallowed his saliva meaninglessly. It's not like he didn't think about it then.

He raised his hand to touch Jiang Zhilu's face, and then took the initiative to lean over and kiss him: "I will do it for you from now on."

Jiang Zhilu didn't let him go, and took the initiative again, kissing Song Ji so confusedly that he didn't even know how he fell asleep.

He knew they'd kissed so many times, skin hungry.

Jiang Zhilu kissed his forehead, eyes, nose tip, and earlobes very gently, as if holding a baby.

The next morning, Song Ji woke up from the itching, Jiang Zhilu played with his fingers, and then interlocked his fingers, Song Ji saw it and held Jiang Zhilu's hand back.

"Morning." Song Ji just woke up with a lazy voice, like a baby.

Jiang Zhilu said: "They haven't woken up yet, they can sleep a little longer."

It's not the first time Song Ji sees Jiang Zhilu who just woke up in bed, but he still feels that this person is sexy just after waking up. He couldn't do anything at that time, but now he can.

"Boyfriend, you are so sexy." Song Ji couldn't help but say.

Jiang Zhilu laughed: "Boyfriend, you are so cute."

Song Ji giggled, as if he could do everything he thought about before, Song Ji suddenly felt very happy.

After the two chatted under the covers for a while, a voice came from outside the door. Zhou You's loud voice could be heard across a dormitory, let alone outside the door.

After a while, the phone on the bedside table rang a few times, Song Ji picked it up and looked at it: "Zhou You asked if we got up yet."

Jiang Zhilu hugged Song Ji and said, "No."

Song Ji smiled and said, "It's almost ten o'clock, I have to get up."

In the end, they both got up, and the two of them stood in front of the sink, and there were two people in the mirror, one was wearing black pajamas, the other was wearing white pajamas. Ambiguous red marks.

Song Ji raised his hand to the mirror and touched his neck: "It's red, you bit too hard last night."

Jiang Zhilu said: "In the future, work harder."

Song Ji looked at those red marks with some annoyance: "I can't seem to cover them."

Jiang Zhilu pushed Song Ji against the sink: "Then don't cover it."

"Will they see..."

Song Ji's words came out straight away, Jiang Zhilu lowered his head and kissed those red marks again, itching, Jiang Zhilu had just finished washing, his lips were cool.

Song Ji played with Jiang Zhilu's hair: "Do you want a good morning kiss?"

"En." Jiang Zhilu said.

Before leaving the bathroom, they exchanged a peppermint kiss. The collar of the black pajamas was unbuttoned a few times, and the back of the white pajamas was wet.

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