are you straight

Christmas Eve is on Thursday, after [-]:[-] p.m., many students finish their evening classes, there are activities in the square, students begin to gather, and the campus becomes lively at night.

Song Ji gave away all the Ping An fruits of the club at this moment, and was walking back with his apple. Originally, he was riding a bicycle back to the dormitory. The library is far away, so Song Ji gave the bicycle to Li Wenjing.

It felt good to walk on campus alone, but Song Ji felt a little cold, so he put the hood of his coat on his head, and pulled the zipper to the top to cover half of his face, preventing the wind from blowing in through the neckline.

Holding the baby warmer in his hand, even though the phone in his pocket rang several times, his hand was finally warmed up, so he didn't want to take it out to look at it.

Song Ji turned a corner and entered the intersection of the dormitory building, which was the only way to go back to the dormitory from the library. A gust of wind blew by, and Song Ji shivered and quickened his pace.

A shadow came up slowly behind him, Song Ji didn't pay much attention, he thought it was a student who had just returned to the dormitory after class, until the person walked side by side beside him, and put his hand into his pocket.

Song Ji immediately pulled his hand out of his pocket, and quickly turned his head to look at the man warily.

After Song Ji saw the person's face clearly, he punched Jiang Zhilu hard, hitting the coat with a slap.

"You...you're scared to death, can you say something?" Song Ji felt his heart almost fly out.

If it was any more violent, he would be the first to be scared to death by his boyfriend.

After Jiang Zhilu looked at Song Ji for a few seconds, he seemed to find that Song Ji was really scared, and he was completely relieved after seeing his face.

"squeak."

Song Ji laughed: "You..."

Jiang Zhilu gave a serious "squeak" not to mention how cute he is, Song Ji was so cute, his eyes squinted with a smile.

Jiang Zhilu coaxed Song Ji well.

Just now he touched Song Ji's hand, although there was a warm baby, Song Ji's hand was still cool, Jiang Zhilu took off the scarf and put it on Song Ji's neck.

Song Ji said: "The front is the dormitory, so don't wear it."

Although he said he wouldn't wear it, Song Ji still didn't stop Jiang Zhilu's actions.

After putting on the scarf, Jiang Zhilu helped Song Ji put on his hat again.

Jiang Zhilu took Song Ji's hand and put it in his pocket: "Walk around."

Song Ji smiled and said, "Okay."

The two passed the dormitory building without entering, but walked out of the dormitory area from the path on the other side.

Jiang Zhilu didn't have any cover. Song Ji beside him was wearing a half-length coat, chubby, and his face was half covered by a scarf.

From a distance, it is a young couple walking side by side, the girl is taller, but standing next to the boy is a good fit.

On Christmas Eve, there were many couples on campus who walked together despite the cold wind. Jiang Zhilu and Song Ji were one of them.

Probably because of the extra scarf, Song Ji felt a lot warmer, and he was holding a human-shaped heater in his hand.

There is a lake in the center of Haida University. Students call this lake a lake of lovers, because every night they will see couples sitting on chairs by the lake.

Song Ji pulled down the scarf and asked, "Why did you get down?"

Jiang Zhilu said, "I'll give you warmth."

Sometimes Song Ji thinks that Jiang Zhilu is very straight, but sometimes he knows how to talk to him without a teacher, and even tells him to be soft.

"You don't know when I will come back, how long have you been waiting below?" Song Ji asked.

Jiang Zhilu squeezed Song Ji's finger in his pocket: "It didn't take long, and I saw you back when I got down."

Song Ji thought he was wrapped tightly, and the big coat covered him, making it difficult to see his figure.

"Can you recognize me with my appearance?" Song Ji asked the question in his heart.

"Well, I can recognize it." Jiang Zhilu asked, "Why can't I recognize it?"

Song Ji pointed at himself: "It covers half of my face, I also wear glasses, and the coat is so loose, how can I see my figure."

Jiang Zhilu said: "You don't need to look at your face or figure, I know the person in front is you."

Song Ji: "?"

Jiang Zhilu: "Maybe because I only saw you in the crowd."

Jiang Zhilu's Jiang-style love talk came, but Song Ji used this set. Who would have imagined that the aloof Jiang Zhilu would talk like this when talking about love.

In fact, Jiang Zhilu didn't feel that he was talking about love, but telling the truth. Indeed, he could only see Song Ji in the crowd, and he recognized him at a glance.

Unconscious love words are the most touching.

Song Ji smiled and said, "Jiang Zhilu, I think your love can be a teacher."

Jiang Zhilu shook his head: "Not yet, I don't have any presents for Christmas."

He frankly told Song Ji about his shortcomings.

Song Ji was stunned for a moment, and said, "I'm not prepared either."

The two first-time lovers didn’t know that they had to prepare presents for Christmas. Usually, Song Ji would help Jiang Zhilu choose clothes, and Jiang Zhilu would also help Song Ji choose a backpack and buy it for him. There is no awareness that a gift should be prepared.

Love is indeed something to learn.

"It's okay, we didn't prepare presents for the first Christmas, we can prepare for the next holiday." Song Ji thought for a while and said, "The next holiday is New Year's Day..."

Then prepare New Year's Eve gifts.

Song Ji took out the Ping An fruit from another pocket and handed it to Jiang Zhilu: "I'll give you half of the Ping An fruit of the club."

Jiang Zhilu put the apple back into Song Ji's pocket: "Just keep it, and share with me everything you don't need, and don't share peace."

Well, Song Ji didn't know when Jiang Zhilu became so superstitious.

The two walked while chatting, and walked to the lake opposite the library. This side is behind the training building and is a little far from the central square, so there are not many people there.

Jiang Zhilu and Song Ji found a chair and sat down facing the lake.

Song Ji wanted to take the phone from his pocket, so he broke free from Jiang Zhilu's hand, and Jiang Zhilu held him down: "What's wrong?"

"The phone rang just now, I want to check it." Song Ji said.

Jiang Zhilu didn't want to let go of Song Ji's hand, turned his side and put his other hand into Song Ji's pocket to take out the phone.

After Song Ji unlocked it, he clicked on WeChat, and all the news came from the group of five of them. Without exception, they all complained to Song Ji about Jiang Zhilu, and even posted photos covered with post-it notes.

After zooming in on the photo, he showed Song Ji a smile.

"Did you make them like this before you came down?" Song Ji clicked into Moments, and found that these three people also posted on Moments, and added the five words Merry Christmas.

Jiang Zhilu said: "I went to the dormitory to find you, and they left me to play cards. This is how it ended."

After Song Ji liked it, he returned to the group and sent a message.

【Song Ji: Wow, my boyfriend is really amazing. 】

He turned his phone to silent and threw it back into his pocket, then leaned into Jiang Zhilu's ear and said, "My boyfriend is really amazing."

They haven't been intimate for a long time, and they just hug each other recently.

The two got very close, and Song Ji smelled the scent of shower gel on Jiang Zhilu's body. He smiled and kissed Jiang Zhilu: "After taking a bath, my whole body smells delicious."

A shallow kiss could not satisfy Jiang Zhilu, and Song Ji didn't think about leaving.

Song Ji really liked Jiang Zhilu tonight, Song Ji's eyes lit up and he slowly approached Jiang Zhilu again, kissed his lips and hooked the tip of his tongue.

Jiang Zhilu let Song Ji take the initiative, and raised his hand to stroke Song Ji's side face.

Song Ji kissed so hard that he almost couldn't catch his breath. It turns out that taking the initiative also needs to consider lung capacity.

"No more?" Jiang Zhilu asked knowingly.

Men can't say no.

Song Ji buried his head in Jiang Zhilu's neck and said in a muffled voice, "It can't be done."

He couldn't understand why Jiang Zhilu's lung capacity was so large, every time he kissed him he couldn't breathe, but he was like a normal person, and he could continue to the next round without resting at all.

Song Ji took a deep breath, the smell of Jiang Zhilu filled his nostrils.

"I can."

Jiang Zhilu's voice rang in Song Ji's ears.

He reddened his ears in disbelief, then raised his head and bit Jiang Zhilu's chin, and Jiang Zhilu finally lifted his chin and put his hands on the back of his head, not allowing Song Ji to back down.

A new round of intimacy started. Song Ji took the initiative for the first time and was fierce, but Jiang Zhilu's style was to eat Song Ji bit by bit in a gentle manner. After each time, Song Ji would be blushed Red ears.

Song Ji always felt that just kissing would drain him dry.

After Wen Cun passed, Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu locked hands.

Song Ji leaned on Jiang Zhilu's shoulder and looked at the sparkling lake and said, "Merry Christmas."

Jiang Zhilu smiled: "Merry Christmas, Ah Song."

The author has something to say:~Guess what New Year's Eve gift Ah Song will prepare.