Long Island High School

The two of them went to Xiangshan together, they still took yesterday's car, and the same driver drove.The two can sit together in the back this time.

He Wenzhou told him all the way how he survived these days and what he did, while admiring the scenery outside with him.

Song Jing smiled lightly, feeling that he was childish.

They couldn't do anything in the car, so He Wenzhou held his hand in his hand to play.The two secretly held hands where the driver could not see. He Wenzhou pinched his finger bones and played with them in his hands.

Just like this, I reached the mountain all the way, and entered a villa with a courtyard.This villa is quiet and there are not many people. The courtyards are very elegant and clean.The driver helped them check in. When they went in, they saw a suite with a living room, a small dining room outside, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a large wardrobe inside.The furniture is all Chinese style, with carved cabinets, a mahogany round dining table, a pot of orchids on the high flower table, and a big bed in the bedroom. with curtains.

Song Jing realized that there was only such a bed, and he immediately became nervous.

"Do you want to open another room?"

He Wenzhou looked at him suspiciously: "There is no room for the National Day, I decided to find someone to find a relationship."

Song Jing hesitated: "It doesn't need to be so expensive."

He Wenzhou smiled and said, "It's clean here."

Forget it, it doesn't matter if he sleeps outside at night.

He Wenzhou pulled him to sit down, and held him in his arms, Song Jing's skin tightened.

Although they had slept together before and it wasn't scary, it was the first time they lived outside together.

Everywhere is full of freshness, He Wenzhou moved all the luggage in, and kissed him once in, "Are you hungry?"

Song Jing smiled and shook his head.

"We'll go to the mountain for a while, and we'll come back when we're tired."

"it is good."

"You haven't eaten mooncakes yet, have you?"

Song Jing thought, "We'll eat Mid-Autumn Festival at home."

"That can't be counted. The moon cakes I brought are different from others."

"Okay, come back to eat mooncakes tonight."

"Then let's go quickly and come back quickly."

He Wenzhou asked him to dress warmly. It was cold in the mountains. The two walked around outside, and the surrounding area was relatively quiet. They walked along the mountain road and stopped for a while. When He Wenzhou was in a place where no one was around, he put his hand Putting it into their own pockets, the two cuddled together for a while.

"Do you want to go back?"

"it is good."

The two went back again, and it was only four o'clock when they got back, and they had dinner at the restaurant in the villa.Several families were sitting and chatting in the yard outside, and they returned to their yard after eating.There are stone tables and rocking chairs in the small patio.He Wenzhou brought a few months of cakes, made by his aunt at home, filled with lotus paste and egg yolk, cut into four small cubes, and served with a pot of Biluochun.In the distance, under the moon gate, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the moon comes out, a half-arc crescent, hazy and white.The soft and glutinous mooncakes are sweet when bitten in the mouth.

He Wenzhou turned his head and asked him, "Is it cold?"

Song Jing shook his head.

He Wenzhou said: "Come sit beside me."

"Don't make trouble."

He Wenzhou took his coat and put it on him, and sat opposite him to watch the moon.

"Will you remember this day in the future?"

"Will do."

"Brother, I will too. I will always remember this day."

"Wen Zhou, what kind of person do you want to be?"

He Wenzhou said: "I have no ideals."

"Is there nothing you want to do?"

"Yes, being with you is what I want to do most."

Song Jing smiled lowly: "Then how can we be together after that?"

He Wenzhou turned his head, as if he knew him again, and suddenly looked at him seriously: "What do you want?"

Song Jing said: "I haven't thought about it yet..."

"I can feed you by painting."

"Oh."

Song Jing suppressed a smile.

"Really, my paintings are worth tens of thousands of yuan, right? No, just open a studio and teach children."

"I don't need you to support me."

"Then you support me. Anyway, I don't want to do anything. It's better to let me eat lazy at home and be as beautiful as a flower..."

He Wenzhou looked at him with a smile, and the two kissed in the courtyard. He Wenzhou wrapped Song Jing in his clothes, embraced and kissed him.

If He Wenzhou's family were more ordinary and more well-behaved, Song Jing really wanted to raise him.

Let him be his own baby.

It was a little cold at night, and the two embraced and chatted.I don't know how long I stayed outside, until I got a little sleepy, and Song Jing felt sleepy.He Wenzhou accompanied him in, and the two of them took a shower and changed into pajamas.He Wenzhou ran out almost naked and changed into pajamas in front of him, Song Jing had nowhere to hide.Song Jing originally wanted to sleep outside, but it was too cold, and it was already late autumn in Beijing, and it was extremely cold in the mountains, so He Wenzhou refused to give up.Song Jing also felt that he couldn't bear it, so the two of them lay down on the bed tacitly.

It was a very large and ancient bed, and a thin curtain was lowered, like a layer of moonlight.The flickering light poured in, Song Jing's heart was beating chugly, and I don't know why it was beating so fast.

Song Jing always felt that something would happen, although his mind was in a daze.

The wet steam on He Wenzhou's body and the scent of the fragrant shower gel seemed to be close at hand.

The two of them lay flat with arms separated.

And even if he was lying flat like this, without looking with his eyes, Song Jing's whole body was sensing He Wenzhou's aura.

He knew he wasn't asleep, and he knew that his hair was dripping and hadn't been wiped dry, and the aromatic smell of damp was so strong that it wafted over.

After a while, He Wenzhou suddenly turned around, and all the pores of Song Jing's body became alert.

He Wenzhou called softly: "Brother..."

Song Jing's lips were dry and he was very nervous: "Huh?"

He Wenzhou secretly held his hand, he couldn't see him clearly in the dark, and the rustling voice of the air flow came: "Are you cold?"

Song Jing and him each covered a quilt, which was still a Chinese-style brocade quilt, and the silk material stuck to the body, which was very slippery and cool.

"not cold."

"I want to kiss you."

Song Jing said nervously, "I didn't kiss you before."

He Wenzhou looked at him with black eyes: "Then go to sleep."

"Ah."

He Wenzhou's hand was still holding him, he entered his territory through his bedding, and grabbed his fingers.

He just held him like this, how could he fall asleep.

After sleeping in a daze for a while, He Wenzhou was still looking at him, and said hoarsely: "I want to kiss you..."

His heart skipped a beat, and he let out a hum in his throat.Suddenly, a pair of strong hands dragged him into the opponent's bed.

His quilt was slippery and cold, and he couldn't get warm for a long time.But He Wenzhou's bed was boiling hot.His embrace was damp and hot, as if he couldn't breathe at all, and he didn't even have any clothes on, so he hugged him naked.

He kissed him tightly and pecked a few times on his earlobe angrily.This kiss was different from before, with a provocative meaning, which made him gasp slightly.

He pressed up with a strong momentum, his figure was tall and tall, like an adult, and he was a man.Wrapping his body tightly, not allowing him to escape, kissing and panting to drown him...

.........

He wiped him clean, and kissed the cooled body, like frozen jade.The lustrous luster exudes the fragrance of flesh mixed with lust.