Why is first love so sweet?

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It's like accomplishing something I've wanted to do for a long time.

After showing off this bounty, Sheng Yi was so relieved that the pores of his whole body were breathing freely.

Qin Feilin opened her mouth several times, she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

Aren't these two people bamboo horses?How can we be together?

Although in high school, her crush had hardly received any reciprocation, but it was this kind of unrequited commotion that fueled her admiration and admiration day by day.

Qin Feilin is a very proud girl, and boys who chase after her like licking dogs will only make her feel disdainful.

Only Rongyu is like the moon hanging high in the sky.

So perfect.

But it can only be seen from a distance, not to be played with.

The colder Rong Yu was to her, the more she missed him.

Qin Feilin endured the unwillingness and sourness in her heart, barely maintained a calm posture, and pulled her lower lip stiffly: "...Sorry, I didn't know that you two would develop into this relationship. Then I won't bother you, Christmas hapiness."

Sheng Yi smiled at her: "MerryChristmas."

When Qin Feilin walked away, Sheng Yi took his hand away from Rongyu's shoulder.

Rong Yu turned to look at him.

The smile at the corner of Sheng Yi's mouth had disappeared, he took a bite of the ice cream, and lowered his head to mutter: "How long has it been since she graduated, and she still misses you, Rongyu, you can do it."

Sheng Yi usually calls Rong Yu by his name directly, that is when he has a problem with Rong Yu.

Although he himself didn't know what opinion he should have on Rong Yu.

Rong Yu didn't do anything after all.

Rong Yu felt a secret pleasure from Sheng Yi's petty temper.

Sheng Yi also has an exclusive desire for him.

Whatever the sentiment, it pleases him.

Rong Yu looked at him tenderly for a few seconds, and asked, "Want to live outside tonight?"

"Huh?" Sheng Yi even forgot what he said casually just now, and his heart skipped a beat.

In fact, Sheng Yi also has a date plan today.

During this time, he and Rong Yu had no substantive relationship.

Although not doing that kind of thing with Rong Yu is exciting enough, but Sheng Yi knows that Rong Yu should also think about it.

The 21-year-old young man with full of vigor and vigor is at the time when his head is full of yellow waste.

Now that you are married, you have to do this kind of thing sooner or later.

Sheng Yi decided to take advantage of the good atmosphere today to start a new nightlife mode with Rong Yu.

"Okay, okay." Sheng Yi didn't know how red his face was.

After eating the last cone, Sheng Yi stood up stiffly with erratic eyes, and walked towards the nearest hotel calmly: "Let's go, let's go."

Rong Yu looked at Sheng Yi's ridiculous walking posture with the same hands and feet, stood up with a smile, looked at his watch and called out: "It's just seven o'clock, let's go to dinner first."

Sheng Yi stood still on the spot, and just seeing the words "Hotel" glowing in the night sky, his heart was already speeding.

Sheng Yi lectured himself nervously, handsome guy, be more confident!Isn't it just going to bed, what are you panicking about?

It’s not like you haven’t done it before, you’re still the one who pushes people down.

Sheng Yi thought calmly, it's better to have some wine first, maybe Rong Yu is more nervous than him.

After all, for Rong Yu, he wants to do that kind of thing with the person he likes.

In case Rong Yu gets drunk, no matter how hard he tries to behave, maybe he will be able to call Rong Yu her husband again...

Sheng Yi's face was on fire, he closed his eyes, and quickly stopped his thoughts.

After adjusting his mentality, Sheng Yi put his slightly trembling hand in his pocket, Kuku turned his head and suggested: "Xiaoyu, do you want to have a drink together?"

The two went to eat Wagyu Yakiniku, which is more suitable for drinking.

The fresh wagyu beef flown in from Japan that day slowly changes color on the grill, exuding a tempting aroma.

"Anyway, if you don't drive, you can drink more today." Sheng Yi poured Rong Yu a full glass of white beer.

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Sheng Yi.

Seeing that Sheng Yi was about to fill his own cup, Rong Yu stopped his hand, "You can only drink half a cup."

"You look down on people?" Sheng Yi laughed angrily, "Why don't you tell me to add some water?"

The more people who can't drink, the more they don't know how much they can drink.

Rong Yu lazily leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his arms, and said with a light smile, "It's also possible."

Sheng Yi took his hand away, filled it up for himself anyway, raised the [-]ml beer glass, and said jokingly: "You just worry about yourself, it doesn't matter who drinks too much tonight."

Rong Yu picked up the cup and touched him, and hooked his lower lip in an unclear way: "I'm really worried about myself."

Sheng Yi moved his eyes away unnaturally, and took a sip of beer: "...don't worry too much, my wine tastes very good."

Recalling the dragon that Sheng Yi drew on his arm after drinking too much a few years ago, Rong Yu lowered his eyes and nodded while holding the wine glass: "Well, it's very good."

With concern, he sandwiched a piece of roasted meat for Rong Yu, Sheng Yi thought to himself, this is Xiao Yu whom he has spoiled for more than ten years, he will be very gentle.

The drunkenness gradually picked up, and Sheng Yi entered the state.

Drunk people always feel that they are still sober.

Ten minutes later, Sheng Yi's eyes were covered with mist, and he put the meat on the grill into the shape of a star, and asked with his tongue out, "Xiao Yu, guess what this is?"

"Xingxing?" Rong Yu sat opposite, calmly dealing with the drunk.

"Wrong." Sheng Yi smirked complacently.

Sheng Yi wobbled and picked up the wine bottle, and poured another glass for Rong Yu: "This is a flower that looks like a star. Haha, you lost, drink quickly, half a glass."

Under the influence of alcohol, Sheng Yi's mind went straight.

Man Xin only remembers that he wants to get Rong Yu drunk, and make Rong Yu drink in different ways.

Nothing happened tonight, Rong Yu let the drunkard trick him in a good-tempered manner, and slowly drank half a glass of beer.

Sheng Yi watched him finish his drink, and immediately made a duckling shape out of vegetables: "Xiao Yu, guess again, what is this?"

"Duck?"

"Hahaha this is a chicken that looks like a duck! Drink it quickly! One cup!"

"..."

Rong Yu felt that this person had spent all his brainpower in this life.

I watched the drunks make trouble until ten o'clock in the evening.

Rong Yu's drinking capacity is only average, and Sheng Yi has used all kinds of tricks to make his vision a little blurry.

After paying the bill, Rong Yu maintained his last bit of sobriety, and helped Sheng Yi leave the barbecue restaurant.

Sheng Yi leaned forward with his whole body weight, looked drunkenly at Rong Yu's face and neck, and smiled sternly: "Xiao Yu, are we going to open a room?"

"Yes." Rong Yu didn't show his face after drinking, and there seemed to be no change on his face, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm all going to open a room..." Sheng Yilu fumbled dishonestly with Rong Yu's waist, and sprayed hot air on the side of his neck, "Do you want to do something?"

The street was still relatively quiet, and there was no one to be seen at night, only the Christmas trees and mistletoe in the windows twinkled.

When Sheng Yi got drunk a few times before, Rong Yu didn't drink, so he patiently took care of the drunk.

But Rong Yu was also a little drunk today, so his patience was not so good.

His eyes are a bit cold, and his temperament is close to Teacher Xiaoyu.

Rong Yu clicked his tongue, picked up his irresponsible hand, and grabbed it around his neck, "What do you want to do?"

"Just do what adults do." Sheng Yi almost whispered in Rong Yu's ear.

Rong Yu ruthlessly refused: "I don't want to mess around with a drunk."

Rong Yu usually doesn't drink, because he doesn't want to smell the mess.

The mood of the severe cleanliness patient at the moment is that he just wants to throw the guy next to him who smells of alcohol into the bathtub and soak it in disinfectant for three hours.

"???"

Sheng Yi froze for a moment in a daze.

Ok?

Doesn't Xiaoyu like him?

The direction of development of the matter seemed to be different from Sheng Yi's imagination.

Rong Yu took him to the nearest hotel and got a suite.

Faintly hearing the beep of the door closing, Sheng Yi struggled to open his eyes.

Rong Yu put him on the bed, leaned over the bed unsteadily, squeezed his face hard, and ordered in a cold voice: "Take off your clothes."

Even though he was so drunk that he couldn't tell the north from the south, Sheng Yi still had the inexplicable fear of being dominated by Teacher Xiaoyu.

Sheng Yi trembled, instinctively obeying.He sat up on the bed with a dazed face and took off his clothes.

When he stood up too violently, Sheng Yi's forehead slammed into Rong Yu's chin.

"what!"

Sheng Yi clutched his forehead and fell back on the bed, tears came out from the pain, "It hurts, it hurts."

This knock was a bit hard, Rong Yu sat on the edge of the bed, touched his teeth-broken lips and frowned.

Seeing the daredevil rolling over exaggeratedly while covering his forehead, Rong Yu raised his hand and spanked his ass, "I can't die, quickly take off your clothes."

Rong Yu's past gentleness disappeared without a trace, and he impatiently reached out to pick off the drunk's clothes.

For no reason, Sheng Yi was pushed on the bed and stripped his clothes.

The alcohol was getting more and more intense, and Sheng Yi hit his traumatized head again. At a certain moment, Sheng Yi suddenly couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.

Rong Yu was about to take off Sheng Yi's coat when he suddenly heard the person on the bed ask blankly, "Who are you?"

Rong Yu's movements stopped for an instant.

He carefully observed Sheng Yi's eyes, the hazy eyes were filled with real confusion.

Rong Yu's body bent over and propped up by the bed gradually stiffened: "Sheng Yi, don't make such a joke."

"Uh..." Sheng Yi covered his head in pain, "My head hurts so much."

"..."

Seeing Sheng Yi's genuinely painful expression, Rong Yu gently rubbed his forehead that he bumped just now, and tried to keep himself calm: "Don't worry, think slowly."

Rong Yu stared closely at Sheng Yi's confused and painful eyes, and reminded with a trembling voice, "I am Rong Yu."

"Rongyu..." Sheng Yi's headache eased a little, and he looked at the person above him, "You are Rongyu..."

"Do you remember?"

Sheng Yi's eyes lit up slowly, and he muttered: "Xiaoyu..."

Rong Yu's body relaxed, he leaned over and hugged Sheng Yi tightly, reminding him in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I am Xiao Yu, your Xiao Yu."

Rong Yu's strength was too great, and Sheng Yi was hugged so hard that he could hardly breathe.

The memory slowly returned to his mind, Sheng Yi suddenly raised his arms and hugged Rong Yu back, feeling Rong Yu's body tremble slightly.

He almost forgot Rong Yu again.

Sheng Yi's heart was beating wildly, and he was also a little scared, so he hugged Rong Yu tightly: "Xiaoyu...my Xiaoyu."

Rong Yu suddenly bit his lip frantically, and kissed him deeply and desperately.

The breathing that hit the face was fast and heavy, revealing a despair that was so strong that it could not be concealed.

The bitter and astringent taste was exchanged between the entangled lips and tongues of the two.

The room was filled with scrambled breathing and lost drunkenness.

Rong Yu's fingers were still trembling uncontrollably, and he threw Sheng Yi's coat to the ground, tightly clutching the T-shirt inside.

Sensing Rong Yu's loss of control, Sheng Yijiu was half awake, and left his lips vaguely, trying to wake him up, "Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

The hand that wanted to touch Rong Yu's head to comfort him was grabbed vigorously.

Rong Yu was terribly silent, his face was expressionless, only his eyes looked red.

Rong Yu picked up Sheng Yi and pushed him to the sofa next to him.

Sheng Yi's brain was confused by the forceful kiss just now, and he knelt down and threw himself on the back of the sofa in a daze.

The voice behind him was hoarse and cold: "Lie down."

Hearing the familiar words, Sheng Yi thought that Rong Yu wanted to educate him like the last tutoring session.

Sheng Yi felt guilty for scaring Rong Yu just now, thinking that it would be okay to let him hit him twice to vent his anger, he obediently hugged the back of the sofa.

Looking at the orange-yellow city streetlights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on more than a dozen floors, Sheng Yi wanted to calm Rong Yu down, and coaxed with a smile, "Don't be angry."

The big hands that lost their temperature pressed his back through the T-shirt, as if they had just been taken out of an ice bucket, pushing him against the sofa, controlling him in a position where he could not escape.

It wasn't until he was startled by the strange coolness that Sheng Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide, realizing how serious Rong Yu's emotions are now.

"Wait a minute...Xiaoyu." Sheng Yi was a little panicked and wanted to look back, but was pressed back against the soft sofa back by that big hand irresistibly.

Sheng Yi closed his eyes and let out a "huh", lying on the back of the sofa and biting his arm.

Sheng Yi suddenly remembered that he had drawn Rong Yu's hand many times.

It was a pair of perfectly bone-shaped hands, with slender fingers that matched her height, each of which was very beautiful.

The translucent skin covered the sexy joints, the blue blood vessels could be seen faintly visible on the back of the hands, and the nails were always round and clean.

It even looks a little cold-blooded.

Anyone who looks at it will think that this is a hand that is very suitable for holding a scalpel.

If it is these hands, the patient can have no doubts about the accuracy of the operation of these hands, and I believe that this doctor will be able to cut the most beautiful and neat incision.

In the field of vision covered with a layer of mist, the hand entered the picture.

Sheng Yi saw an arm rolling up a black sweater.

The contours of sexy muscles were tense under the cold white skin, pressing against the back of the sofa beside him, blocking his last escape exit.

As if falling from the height of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Sheng Yi was caught off guard and raised his head and took a deep breath.

Cold lips pressed against the side of his neck, and the person behind clasped his arm tightly, "Call me by name."

"... Rong Yu."

Forced him to read it again and again, almost engraving the name into his soul, Rong Yu hugged him tightly from behind, "Can you remember this time?"

Sheng Yihong squeezed the sofa tightly with red eyes, his voice was too hoarse to make a sound.

"Who am I?" Rong Yu lowered his head and bit his shoulder.

"My... Xiaoyu."