Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

Stage 1B continues yesterday's journey from Jeddah to Hail, including a 333-kilometer dune stage.It is not difficult for a racing car, but for a motorcyclist, it is a small test.

Since the warm-up match, the program team has been unable to follow up.Ying Feng installed cameras in each guest's car, while he sat in the rescue vehicle to monitor and adjust the live broadcast at any time.

Surprisingly, Cheng Lin and Cheng Hui's motorcycles drove very well, even on soft sand dunes, they could use their skills to pass quickly.

In the second half of the race, many drivers had navigation problems, but the siblings were lucky not to get lost.

Therefore, after a day's schedule, they also achieved good results.

In the next few days of competitions, the difficulty began to increase, and the guests also changed from excitement at the beginning to exhaustion and persistence.

Gradually, drivers quit the race due to breakdowns or physical problems.

Zhang Yunchen and Lin Qianqian discussed it, aiming at the rest day, if anyone feels unable to persist, they will immediately withdraw from the competition.

The magic is that with such a state of mind, the two of them have been going smoothly despite their disastrous results.

On the sixth day, Haller suffered a rollover, but fortunately, after the 360-degree rollover, neither the car nor the people were serious. Although he ranked low in the stage, he still tenaciously completed the day's race.

After handing over the car to the maintenance team, Haller couldn't wait to find Fu Xingyun.

"NEBULA..." As soon as the words came out, Haller covered his mouth.

The accommodation conditions on this day were very poor. At night, they could only sleep in temporary tents built on the sand. Each contestant had only one sleeping bag to keep warm.

In the tent in the corner, Shen Mochen was sitting with his back against his backpack, studying last year's road book.

Fu Xingyun huddled in his sleeping bag, resting his head on Shen Mochen's lap, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Halle rubbed his eyes, walked over slowly with his back bent, and sat beside Shen Mochen.

When we first met, Haller's attitude towards Shen Mochen was very blunt.

He couldn't accept at all that the ultimate god in his heart could put all his attention on a man with such a soft posture.

And that person is just an actor.

But it looks good!

He even picked on Shen Mochen secretly a few times, but every time, the other party smiled and comforted his arrogance as if he was watching his naughty brother play a prank.

After a few times, he had to admit that this feeling of tolerance, pampering and respect is very addictive.

Right now, he was sitting on his sleeping bag, reached out and touched Shen Mochen's shoulder, and whispered to him, "Last year's road book is useless! This year's route doesn't completely overlap with last year's."

Shen Mochen nodded with a smile: "I know, here is the pilot's actual combat summary. I want to see how to arrange it more reasonably when encountering various road conditions. There is also a guide for survival in distress at the back of the road book, which is very practical."

Haller was puzzled: "Aren't you a driver? NEBULA is the navigator, this is his job!"

Shen Mochen nodded, reached out and adjusted the zipper of Fu Xingyun's sleeping bag to make him sleep more comfortably.

Haller was waiting for his answer, but Shen Mochen didn't speak anymore.

The little prince was very angry.

In the 18 years of his life, no one has dared not answer his question.

Just as he was about to have an attack, Shen Mochen caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Shen Mochen gently pulled Fu Xingyun's hand outside the sleeping bag, wrapped it in his palm, and then unzipped his own sleeping bag, and put his hand inside.And his male god, without even opening his eyes, put his arms around Shen Mochen's waist and murmured "brother".

At that moment, the entire world, the entire universe, seemed to have only these two people left.

No one or anything can come between them.

Haller's anger suddenly dissipated, he got up thoughtfully, and found Cheng Hui.

"Do you need me to review today's road book for you?" He asked carefully.

The short-haired beauty looked over with bright eyes and smiled at him: "Okay!"

After dawn, the drivers ushered in a tough day.Because there were bumps and deep pits on the stage that were not recorded in the road book, after a large number of drivers protested, the organizing committee ended the day's race early. 【1】

Before that, Zhang Yunchen and Lin Qianqian quit directly because of a flat tire.

Cheng Lin overturned his car on the Gobi. Fortunately, his injuries were not serious, and he persisted to complete the stage.

When everyone arrived at the destination, Riyadh, Cheng Hui proposed to withdraw.

"My brother's injury needs to be checked in the hospital," she said, "I'll quit too."

Haller still wanted to stay, but the short-haired beauty stopped him: "Actually, I am also very tired. After all, I played temporarily without much preparation. I am already very satisfied to be able to run half of the race."

Halle reluctantly said, "Then will you come again next year?"

Cheng Hui tilted her head: "Maybe, if you make enough money."

Haller opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say about lending or giving money, for fear of offending her.In the end, I just lowered my head and said: "I will participate every year, please tell me before you come."

For the first time as a young boy, he experienced the pain of hating parting.

The rest day was arranged in Riyadh, and all the drivers were very happy.After so many days of running in the desert and the Gobi, I feel that the yellow sand has seeped into my bones, and I finally have a clean place to go, at least I can take a good bath.

Lin Qianqian and Zhang Yunchen withdrew one day earlier, got a full rest in the security car, and now they were ready to go shopping in high spirits; Cheng Hui accompanied Cheng Lin to the hospital, and among the eight guests, only Xingchen was left and Courage two groups.

"How are you doing?" Fu Xingyun asked Zheng Qi.

"Maybe I can last for a few more days," Zheng Qi said with exhaustion on his face, "but if we don't reach the finish line in Jeddah, we can only resign ourselves to fate. The boss probably will lose money this time."

Fu Xingyun laughed for a long time, but he still remembered to stick to Pei Xucheng's personality: "He probably never thought of asking us to reach the finish line. If the organizing committee hadn't demanded a one-time payment in full, I think the investors would probably have to wait for the race Pay by stage by stage!"

Pei Xucheng who is far away in China: ...Anyway, it's my money, so just be happy with it!

The rest day is the busiest time for the mechanics. The mechanics of each team have set up tents to disassemble and maintain the racing cars. present them with greater challenges. 【2】

The camp was filled with a relaxed atmosphere, and the organizing committee came up with a tried-and-tested trick—roasted whole lamb.

In the huge camp yard, several grills were set up, and the whole big sheep was skewered on the grills, rolling and grilling, and the smell of meat wafted far away.

Fu Xingyun had a stomach ache from the cold wind blowing over the past two days. Although he liked the scorched mutton very much, after a few mouthfuls to satisfy his cravings, he felt a little nauseous instead.

He got up to find some hot water to drink, but when he returned to the open-air restaurant, he didn't see Shen Mochen.

"elder brother……"

He searched around the camp, but there was still no one there, so he had to go back to the tent of the "Life Challenge" team.

There were rustling sounds in the tent, as well as the sound of water and knocking.

He poked his head in curiously, and found that Shen Mochen was standing by the only table, with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

I haven't eaten or slept well in the past two days. Looking from behind, my brother seems to have lost weight again.

He was wearing a quilted jacket today, probably because it was inconvenient to move around, so the jacket was thrown aside, revealing the casual shirt inside.

The shirt is very slim.When the broad shoulders came down, the line kept shrinking, and finally it was tucked into the waistband of the jeans. Fu Xingyun only felt that he could hold that waist with both hands.

For a moment, his mind was filled with the desire to hug that slender waist.

The laughter of the open-air restaurant came from a distance, but in the tent there were only the aggressive voices of Shen Mochen's subordinates.

Following the rhythm of his voice, Fu Xingyun quietly walked behind him, satisfying his little indulgence.

Shen Mochen, who was holding an unsuitable Swiss Army knife and struggling to cut tomatoes, was taken aback by the arm stretched out from behind.When he saw the hands clearly again, he relaxed his body.

"What are you doing?" He tilted his head slightly, "I'm not afraid that I'll cut you with a knife."

Only then did Fu Xingyun see the small chopping board and small hot pot in front of Shen Mochen.

He stuck behind Shen Mochen, resting his chin on his shoulder, and said lazily, "Is brother stealing hot pot here?"

Shen Mochen was hugged by him and couldn't do anything, so he touched the tip of his nose with his index finger stained with tomato juice: "What kind of hot pot are you eating? You don't have a stomachache. I'll get you tomato egg noodles."

Fu Xingyun leaned back and let go of his arms around his waist.

Shen Mochen was about to withdraw his right hand, but his wrist was caught off guard.

The boy took his hand and slowly put his index finger dipped in tomato juice into his mouth.

When the slightly cool fingertips touched the warm and soft tongue, both of them were stunned for a few seconds.

The heart beat wildly like being shocked by an electric shock.

Shen Mochen's blood rushed to his cheeks, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fu Xingyun grabbed it firmly.

The young man sucked his finger in his mouth, and rolled his tongue gently until the tomato juice on his finger was wiped off, then he slightly opened his lips and let it go away.

"Gudu, Gudu..." The water in the hot pot boiled, Shen Mochen hurriedly turned around, lifted the lid of the hot pot, grabbed a handful of noodles and put them in, but he never dared to look back.

Standing behind him, Fu Xingyun took several deep breaths, and then slowly suppressed the churning in his heart.

He cleared his throat: "Well... do you want any seasoning?"

Shen Mochen had already stabilized his hands, put the chopped tomatoes in a clean bowl, and took out another bowl to beat eggs: "I'll do it, just sit by the side and wait."

"Ah."

Fu Xingyun obediently sat on a small stool beside him, but his eyes were still fixed on the busy Shen Mochen.

"What are you eating? It smells so good!" Haller's voice suddenly came from the door, "Shen, are you cooking your Chinese food?"

Shen Mochen turned around: "Noodles, do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat!" Halle ran in happily. There was no bench left, so he simply sat on the floor, staring at the pot in Shen Mochen's hand without blinking.

Tomatoes and eggs are stir-fried in a pan, giving off a rich aroma.

Fu Xingyun gave Haller a disgusted look, and frowned: "Wipe off the saliva, it's dirty."

Halle glared at him: "You just can't see me looking for Brother Chen to eat, and you can't finish it yourself!"

Fu Xingyun stood up abruptly: "You, come out, we will fight each other!"

Haller did not show weakness: "One-on-one, one-on-one!!"

The two stared at each other like black-eyed chickens, and not long after, Fu Xingyun walked in alone, and hugged Shen Mochen from behind.

The arms were drawn extremely tightly, wishing to stuff the person into his body.

Shen Mochen was so hugged by him that he couldn't move, he couldn't even turn his head, so he could only look down at the noodles that were tumbling in the pot and laugh at him: "Why are you like a kindergarten kid, and still care about your little brother?"

"Why is he so young? He's already an adult!" Fu Xingyun buried his face on the back of his neck and complained sullenly.

The skin on the back of the neck is white and smooth, and the large vertebrae are round and prominent. When it brushes against the tip of the nose, it brings a burst of warmth.

The more he thought about it, the more awkward he became, Fu Xingyun suddenly opened his mouth, biting the piece of soft meat as if to vent his anger.

"Hey~" Shen Mochen did not dodge for a while, the restrained touch on the back of his neck aroused the vigilance of the male instinct, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, the adrenal hormones soared, and his arms began to struggle unconsciously.

Fu Xingyun woke up suddenly and let go.

"sorry Sorry!"

He looked at the tooth marks on the back of Shen Mochen's neck with some surprise, and wanted to touch it but was afraid of hurting him even more. His heart ached so much that he asked repeatedly, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt?" Doesn't it hurt?"

Shen Mochen was still hugged tightly by him, and he said angrily, "You let me have a bite?"

"Okay, okay, I will let you bite me later." Fu Xingyun promised casually, his eyes still fixed on the circle of red marks.

Shen Mochen's hair was neatly shaved, and it was specially shortened for racing. The nape of his neck was slender and graceful, and his skin was also fair. The red marks set off by the white skin were full of visual impact.

By coincidence, Fu Xingyun covered his lips again, and lightly licked the mark he left.

The soft lips brought comfort, and then, the rough tongue slid over the slightly swollen and sensitive skin, the tingling suddenly turned into itching and trembling, and Shen Mochen's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Taking two deep breaths, he put his hands on the table, stabilized his weakening waist and legs, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop making trouble, the noodles are going to be overcooked."

The sound of pattering footsteps outside the tent came from far to near, Fu Xingyun reluctantly let go of Shen Mochen, and took a step back.

Seeing the tooth marks leaking half way from the collar, he reached out his hand guiltily and lifted the collar up for him.

"I'm here, I'm here!" Haller plunged into the tent, holding two plates in his hand, which were full of two plates of roast lamb and vegetables.

Shen Mochen had already divided the noodles into three bowls, added marinade and seasoned them separately, and served them in front of the two of them.

Fu Xingyun took the noodle bowl and took a deep breath: "It smells so good!"

Shen Mochen glared at him secretly, the tips of his ears were still red.

The fact that he stamped his elder brother made Fu Xingyun very happy. After a meal, he frequently asked Haller to eat vegetables and noodles, which made Haller suspect that Fu Xingyun had poisoned his bowl of noodles.

The following day was very difficult.

701 kilometers of the 402 kilometers are special stages, almost all of which are desert and sand dunes.

There were constant bumps on the Gobi. Fu Xingyun's analysis and judgment of the road book was very good. Shen Mochen was a steady driver. He didn't miss a single direction along the way. Although the average speed was not fast, he won because he didn't make any mistakes. Duan got a good ranking.

When they got to the middle of the race, they encountered their first failure.

It was a Gobi desert lined with sharp rocks. After a violent jolt, Fu Xingyun patted Shen Mochen on the shoulder.

"Incorrect tire pressure!" he said loudly through his helmet. "Maybe a flat tire!"

Shen Mochen barely drove the car for another ten meters, avoiding the narrow road where other drivers might collide, and got out of the car to check.

Sure enough, the right front tire had deflated.

Fu Xingyun took out the spare tire and tools, and started to change the tire.

The movement of the boy changing tires is smooth, and when he exerts force, his tight and beautiful silhouette is revealed through the tight-fitting racing suit. Against the background of the yellow sand in the Gobi, he is full of the beauty of strength.

Standing not far behind him, Shen Mochen understood for the first time why those star-chasing girls screamed frantically when they saw idols showing off their muscles.

It is true, pleasing to the eye!

After Fu Xingyun changed the tire and turned around, the two of them met their eyes, and he smiled brightly.

Even the teeth are sparkling!

Shen Mochen, who was dazzled, hurriedly raised his hand and put down the visor of his helmet, said "Let's go", and quickly returned to the driver's seat.

As expected of a devil stage, they blew two more tires when they walked out of the Gobi, leaving only one spare tire.

Next is a large area of ​​desert.The sand dunes in this part are extremely high, and the racing car travels in the sand sea like a boat thrown into a violent sea.

Every sand dune needs to be aimed at the right angle, along the ridge line of the sand dune, it is slanted up, and the moment it is over, it is like a leap into the air. At first, there is joy and excitement of overturning. After turning over four or five sand dunes, Shen Mochen The arm holding the steering wheel was sore.

I don't know if it's a stage with dense vehicles, but I feel that there is a lot more gravel in the air today than usual.

Climbing up a huge sand dune again, the racing car flew over the sand ridge, and after a hasty glance, Shen Mochen suddenly turned around.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xingyun raised his head from the road book.

Shen Mochen's voice was a bit puzzled: "Did the team's radio say that Haller lost contact?"

"Well," Fu Xingyun replied, "I heard it when I just changed the tire, and I don't know why I didn't reply. Did you see him?"

Both the driver and the navigator were wearing thick helmets, and gauze was used to cover their nose and mouth under the helmets. Shen Mochen didn't bother to waste his energy in speaking, so he just raised his head and gestured to the left front with his chin.

In the hollow of the dune, a corner of the orange rear end is exposed.

When I drove closer, I realized that it was Haller's car, which had been charred black.

The fire started from under the pilot seat, and the right half of the car was almost reduced to a frame, but Haller and the pilot were not seen.

If you escaped because of the fire...

The two searched down the dunes. Sure enough, at the bottom of the dunes, Haller and the navigator Jamie were lying on the ground, but a motorcycle fell beside them. The rider fell not far away, and his life and death were unknown.

The two got out of the car quickly, Fu Xingyun ran towards Halle, and patted his cheek.

"Halle, wake up!" He shouted anxiously, took out a bottle of water from the carriage, poured some into his hand, and patted the little prince's temple.

"Hmm..." The young man slowly woke up and turned around. As soon as he saw Fu Xingyun, he immediately reached out to grab his sleeve, but he hissed in pain and broke out in cold sweat.

Fu Xingyun gently pinched his arm from top to bottom. Judging from his reaction, the left forearm should be broken.

"Jamie...Jamie's burned." Haller's voice was weak.

On the motorcyclist's side, Shen Mochen came over after checking: "I'm breathing, but I don't know where I fell, and I'm unconscious."

"Have you sent a distress signal?" Fu Xingyun asked.

"It was too late..." Haller replied, "After the car caught fire, I dragged him out and rolled him off the top."

The two looked back at the motorcyclist lying on the ground, and already roughly knew the answer.

After the racing car engine caught fire, Haller only cared about saving people, but was afraid that the car would explode, and the two fell off the sand dunes.

Coincidentally, the motorcyclist leaped down from the sand dunes and rubbed against Haller at high speed, causing Haller's forearm to be broken, and the motorcyclist fell unconscious because he lost his balance due to panic avoidance.

This is relatively common in the accidents in Dakar over the years.

Of course, no one wants to share.

Fu Xingyun went to check the motorcycle, and the radio was also smashed.

Several people were caught in a dilemma.

Both the biker and Jamie needed immediate medical attention, but their car could only hold two more people.

In this case, it is impossible to leave anyone behind.

What's more, while waiting for rescue, someone needs to be awake and contact the rescuers.

"Let's wait here together!" Fu Xingyun made a decision.

The two walked back to the car and contacted the team and the organizer. Strangely, there seemed to be a problem with the radio, and they couldn't get in touch for a while.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xingyun patted the radio, "Desert Bermuda?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Shen Mochen patted him on the head, "Maybe it's our fault."

Looking back at the three injured patients, he pondered for a while: "Xingyun, you send two of them back, leave one for me to guard, and you bring rescue over."

"No!" Fu Xingyun grabbed his arm, "Brother will send them back, I will stay!"

"Stupid boy!" Shen Mochen looked at him and smiled, "There are only less than [-] kilometers left in the stage. You can read the road book very well. It will take up to three hours to come back with rescue after you run to the finish line. If I go to run, in case If it goes off course or breaks down, it can leave everyone in this sea of ​​sand."

Fu Xingyun suddenly became flustered, as if he would never be seen again after leaving.

But this is already the best solution at present, and he can't think of other solutions for a while.

"Hey, go, go and come back quickly." Shen Mochen patted him on the shoulder and walked to Halle's side.

"Halle, get up," he reached out to help the little prince, "Xing Yun will take you back first."

"No...no." Haller replied, "Jamie's burns are a bit serious, and if he gets infected, he will die. That driver also needs to be checked quickly."

With Shen Mochen's support, he stood up and raised his good arm: "Look, I'm fine, just stay here and wait for rescue."

"But the king and the princess..." Fu Xingyun was in a dilemma.

"NEBULA, the king has always taught me that as a royal family, you must always think about how to benefit your people, not yourself."

The young man's face showed a rare solemnity and determination: "If grandpa knows that I am greedy for life and fear of death, and he grabs the rescue and leaves an injured person in the desert, he will come back and punish me."

Having said all this, Fu Xingyun couldn't persuade him anymore.

The two carefully lifted the motorcyclist up, simply fixed the head with the tools in the car, put him in the gap behind the seat, helped Jamie to the navigator's position, and fastened the seat belt.

After finishing all this, Fu Xingyun took down the three waste tires that had just been replaced, found a flat open space not far away, and stacked them up.Take all the water, food, and radio out of the car and put them on the side of the tires.

"Brother..." He took Shen Mochen's hand, "I will be back soon, you must pay attention to safety here."

"Okay." Shen Mochen reached out and rubbed his soft hair, and handed him the helmet: "You should also pay attention to safety on the road."

Fu Xingyun got into the car.

The racing engine roared, and in the rearview mirror, the figure of my brother slowly backed away.

Suddenly, the car stopped, Fu Xingyun took off his helmet, opened the door and ran backwards.

The boy's soft hair was blown by the wind, he strode on the sandy ground, ran back to Shen Mochen, stretched out his arms and held him tightly in his arms.

"I will be back soon, you must wait for me!" He whispered in his brother's ear.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Shen Mochen raised his head slightly and smiled, his eyes full of affection.

In the next second, the boy leaned forward and kissed his lips in infinite reluctance.

The author has something to say:

Kiss again, and then, Xing Xing will not let go of his brother, probably kissing every day...

[1] This is the real situation in this year's Dakar, hahaha, that stage really ended early.

[2] The first week's schedule refers to the first week of 2022 Dakar. Starting from the second week, it is the author's fantasy schedule, please do not take it seriously.

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