Wan Lang will go back to school this semester. After graduation, Xie Ke is completely free. When the studio is free, he goes to listen to Wan Lang's class. The schedule is still found from Song Shuo, thank you Ke Qingca walked into the classroom familiarly, just like the students who came back after going out to use the toilet halfway.

He sent Wan Lang a WeChat message: What are you doing?

Wan Lang probably was idle, so he replied quickly: Didn't I tell you yesterday that I have class today?

Xie Ke raised his head and glanced twice. It was not easy to find his elders among a bunch of elders. It took about a minute before Xie Ke locked onto the back of Wan Lang's head. Xie Ke lightly licked the corner of his lips and sent out a photo.

It was taken yesterday when Wan Lang went to take a shower and Xie Ke was playing alone on the bed——

In a semi-nude photo with only a pair of underwear left, Xie Ke pressed his slender fingers on the red cherry on his chest, his fingertips were wet, and his eyes were blurred, staring at the screen.

The back of Wan Lang's head was raised suddenly, and the two boys sitting next to him were going to grab Wan Lang's mobile phone, but they were held tightly in his arms, causing quite a commotion, Xie Ke pursed his lips, holding back almost With a smile overflowing, he patted the back of Zhang Wanlang's head and sent it to him.

Wan Lang must have been frightened by him, so he didn't dare to click on it for a long time.

Xie Ke said again: Turn around, stupid.

Wan Lang stared at the phone for a while, then turned his head suddenly, and met Xie Ke who was in the last row. Xie Ke bent his lips and blinked his left eye at him.

The end of the university class was even quieter than the class, Wan Lang came with a book and sat next to Xie Ke.

"Wan Lang, why are your ears red?" Xie Ke leaned over and asked with a smile.

Wan Lang glanced at him angrily: "Why did you send me this kind of photo in class? My classmates almost saw it."

The bell in class covered Xie Ke's words, Wan Lang turned his head, frowned and asked, "What?"

The professor started to give a lecture, Xie Ke clung to his ear and whispered, "I have more sexy photos, do you want to see them?"

Wan Lang's ears turned redder, and he stared at Xie Ke.

Xie Ke licked his lips deliberately: "But you've touched everything, see what it means."

Wan Lang breathed heavily, took out the black shoulder bag from the drawer, and put it between his legs, Xie Ke was stunned for a moment, and said, "Brother, isn't it?"

Wan Lang lay on the table, his voice muffled: "Stop calling me brother!"

Xie Ke propped his face on the back of his hands, silently sighing in his heart how angry the young man was.

After class, Xie Ke was dragged by Wan Lang to an abandoned men's room upstairs. Xie Ke supported him and refused: "Here?"

Wan Lang bit his ear: "You asked for it."

Xie Ke shied away: "There's nothing here, hey, hey, don't...fuck!"

Xie Ke, who was exhausted by Wan Lang's tossing and turning, began to regret that he shouldn't have provoked him in the first place.

After the end, Xie Ke's underwear could no longer be worn, so Wan Lang took him back to the dormitory to change.

"Where's your roommate?" Xie Ke lay lazily on Wan Lang's bed, waiting for him to find clothes for him.

"Let's go to class."

Xie Ke clicked his tongue and threw a pillow over: "You fucking skipped class and did this kind of thing with me?"

The straight man blushed silently, and handed him his underwear: "Here, new ones."

Xie Ke lazily opened his legs: "You help me take a bath."

Wan Lang touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue: "I found out that you are really looking for something."

Xie Ke didn't dare to mess with him anymore, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and threw the dirty clothes on Wan Lang's table, asking him to come back at night to help him wash them, and then he went out with him in Wan Lang's sweater.

"Why don't you wear a plaid shirt?" Xie Ke went to hold Wan Lang's hand, and found that the other person's body was stiff. Xie Ke paused, let go of him, and continued, "Don't all programmers wear plaid shirts?"

Wan Lang turned his head and grabbed Xie Ke's hand, saying, "You are a stereotype."

Xie Ke was happy, licked his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, and said, "Why are you holding me? Are you not afraid of being seen?"

"What are you afraid of?" Wan Lang led him into the cafeteria, and ordered two servings of beer duck at the usual eating window.

"I'm afraid others will say you're gay." Xie Ke said in a dawdly manner.

After swiping his card, Wan Lang put the meal under the air-conditioned seat: "Then I am not?"

Xie Ke was wearing Wan Lang's oversized sweater. When he sat down, the neckline was squeezed open, revealing a few fresh strawberries. Wan Lang's eyes were dim, and he forced himself to look away.

"It's not as delicious as Zhu Xun said." Xie Ke took a photo and sent it to Zhu Xun, complaining about his false advertisement, "Our school has black pepper rice that is super delicious. I'll take you to eat it next time."

"Okay, are you okay this afternoon?" Wan Lang asked.

"It's okay, I'm too bored in the studio, they'll be bored to death." Others have boyfriends by their side, but he's alone.

Wan Lang was thoughtful, and then asked, "Then let's go to the movies this afternoon."

Xie Ke frowned: "Don't you still have a class?"

Wan Lang ate his meal three times, then picked up his phone and looked at the schedule, saying, "It's not like I didn't escape."

Xie Ke went to set the bowl with him: "Why did you skip class before? Taking the little girl on a date?"

Wan Lang put his arm on Xie Ke's shoulder, and covered him with his whole body: "How can there be a little girl, I haven't talked about it."

Xie Ke glanced at him: "Liar."

Wan Lang is innocent: "No, I haven't met anyone I like."

He reached out and touched the strawberry on Xie Ke's neck, and asked, "What about you, have you talked about it?"

Xie Ke shook his head: "I don't like little girls."

Wan Lang: "Where's the little boy?"

Xie Ke went to pinch his face: "No, the little daisy was picked by you."

Wan Lang wasn't used to Xie Ke opening his mouth to talk coquettishly, so he coughed lightly and asked, "What movies are there recently?"

Xie Ke took out his phone and flipped through it, pointing to a movie on it: "Look at this one, it seems that the evaluation is not bad."

Both of them were lucky, and they happened to be stuck in a filming session after two o'clock. Xie Ke bought a big bucket of popcorn. Wan Lang said he didn't like it, so he went to the cinema. Xie Ke fed them one by one, and ate them too. Go down a lot.

"Don't eat." Wan Lang tilted his head to avoid Xie Ke's hand.

Xie Ke bit one into his teeth and mumbled, "Come here, I'll feed you."

Wan Lang glanced at him suspiciously, leaned over lightly, Xie Ke hooked the back of his head, and pushed him the popcorn in his mouth, the sweet and greasy taste melted into his body fluid, Wan Lang was bitten and panted, After releasing Xie Ke, he deliberately licked his lower lip.

"Feed another one." Wan Lang said.

Xie Ke blushed and pushed him: "Okay, let's watch the movie."

The next one was still hand-fed, and this time Wan Lang deliberately licked Xie Ke's fingertips, so scared that he hurriedly pulled his hand back, surprised to see the big straight man who behaved badly.

Wan Lang swallowed a piece of popcorn himself, and leaned over: "I'll feed you."

Xie Ke had no choice but to kiss him again. After it was over, he asked angrily, "You really haven't talked? Why are you so good at kissing?"

There was a cunning flash in Wan Lang's eyes: "A meeting? Then we will meet again?"

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