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On the school's football field, there was a green lawn. It was completely dark at this time. Wu Xie pulled Zhang Qiling to lie on the lawn, quietly watching the starry sky.

The weather in early spring was a bit chilly, Wu Xie was wrapped in a thin padded jacket, and the quiet and gentle atmosphere made him suddenly a little nervous.

Stealing eyes on the people around me, I couldn't help thinking about the days when the two reunited until now, every word of caring, every waiting after class, every night of embracing each other and the morning of waking up peacefully... Wu Xie's face was a little hot. Although the two had been close since they were young, when one of them changed his mind, all the incidents seemed so ambiguous and heart-pounding.

With the help of the starlight, Wu Xie's eyes were a little silly.

"what happened?"

Zhang Qiling finally noticed something, he turned his head to look at Wu Xie, his deep and waveless eyes seemed to reflect starlight in the dark night.

Wu Xie was stunned for a while with his mouth open, then turned over and lay down on the grass, and said sullenly, "It's nothing."

The night was very quiet, Zhang Qiling turned his body sideways and continued to look at Wu Xie, only to see that his arms were folded, and most of his face was buried in it, only half of his fair ears were exposed.

"Brother?" Wu Xie said in a low voice.

"Ah."

"You..." Wu Xie blinked: "Have you ever liked anyone?"

Zhang Qiling was alert, but kept calm: "What is liking?"

Wu Xie: ...

Although he was a little speechless about this rhetorical question, the atmosphere tonight was really good. Wu Xie couldn't help but want to say something to Zhang Qiling. Even if he didn't have the courage to confess, at least he should talk about his favorite topics. Use your brains.

"I like it." Wu Xie showed a little face: "I miss him when I don't see him, and I feel that time flies when I see him. I want to talk to him about everything, even if it's a trivial matter. Then, I just want to touch it..."

At the end, Wu Xie turned his head to see Zhang Qiling's reaction, but found that his fingers stopped very close to him, Wu Xie was stunned, and then finished the last word blankly: "... he."

Wu Xie stared straight at Zhang Qiling's fingers, his brain was too swollen to respond, and the words he said in his own mouth echoed like a mantra in his ears: touch him, touch him, touch him...

In the end, Zhang Qiling was the first to react, moved his big hand forward, and touched Wu Xie's head with his eyes closed suddenly.

Wu Xie was touched so that his whole head was buried in his arms, and the tender grass on the ground pricked his flushed cheeks. He tried desperately to persuade himself not to think too much or to be impulsive, but his heartbeat became more and more uncontrollable. quick.

"No, that's not right!" Wu Xie was eager to change his previous statement: "It's not touching, it's kissing, yes, kissing him! Haha!"

Looking at Wu Xie who was already in a mess, Zhang Qiling sighed silently, isn't his movement of insisting on moving forward not obvious enough?Why is there another topic of "kiss him"?

The ostrich-shaped Wu Xie left Zhang Qiling at a loss for what to say. After hesitating for a while, he could only half-stand up and leaned over to kiss his hair.

Is it OK this time?

It's a pity that Wu Xie was completely caught off guard, and didn't notice at all...

Zhang Qiling was helpless, he had only recently discovered what Wu Xie was thinking, and he was more worried than surprised.Compared with the road of being with myself, of course it is easier to marry a wife and have children normally.But the appearance of Wu Sansheng and those dusty old things made him suddenly realize that instead of entangled in pain for a lifetime, it is better to live in the present and cherish the present, and the bitterness and sweetness of the future will be borne by two people together.

Today is indeed a good opportunity, Zhang Qiling doesn't want to let it go.

"Wu Xie?" Zhang Qiling tentatively called him.

Listening to the voice close to his ears, Wu Xie's heart, which had just calmed down, beat violently again, and the only ear exposed outside became red.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, grabbed Wu Xie's arm and exerted force, Wu Xie's world was spinning for a while, and when he realized it, he had already been crushed on the grass.

"...Brother, brother?" Wu Xie was dumbfounded.

Without hesitation for a moment, Zhang Qiling lowered his head and kissed him.

"!!!"

The cool touch on his lips made Wu Xie's mind suddenly blank, and his whole body was as stiff as a thousand-year-old corpse, and he couldn't even blink his eyes.

Zhang Qiling has no experience in kissing, and just sucks Wu Xie's lips instinctively, occasionally sticking out his tongue to gently lick, gently soothing the stiff lover.

One minute later, Wu Xie woke up suddenly, but his first reaction was that the opportunity is rare, so we must cherish it!Then, he hugged Zhang Qiling's neck violently, and tried every way he could imagine to respond!

Then, his legs cramp...

"Ugh! Hiss—"

Poor Zhang Qiling hadn't recovered from the joy of getting a response, but was suddenly pushed away, and then saw Wu Xie rolling onto the grass with his calves in his arms, gasping for breath.

"Cramp?" Zhang Qiling asked.

Wu Xie nodded quickly, he wouldn't say that it was because he was too excited that his thighs, calves and even toes were always tense and never relaxed, so he had cramps!

Zhang Qiling helped him rub his legs, dumbfounded, while racking his brains to think about how to continue the topic just now.

Wu Xie blushed, and Zhang Qiling held one leg in his arms and rubbed it gently. What happened just now seemed like a dream, but it was so real because of the pain in the leg.

"Brother?" Wu Xie called out cautiously.

"Yes." Zhang Qiling agreed absently.

"Brother." Wu Xie plucked up the courage to call again.

"I'm here." Zhang Qiling looked up at him.

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling's dark eyes, suddenly leaned over and bit his lip hard, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Zhang Qiling licked the blood on his mouth, and nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

Wu Xie fell down on the grass in an instant, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! The young master is finally in love!!!"

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