Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

"...I really can't drink any more." Meng Shuyao struggled to reject the beer served by her classmates, trying to maintain a trace of sobriety.

Just now, I didn't chat with the class monitor for long in the small garden, and I ran into other students who also came out to blow the air.Everyone took Meng Shuyao back with great enthusiasm. The hospitality was undeniable. In addition, he was a little dazed after listening to the short recording sent by the monitor, and drank a few more glasses of wine without paying attention.

Fortunately, he was not completely drunk yet, at least he remembered to call Song Yuzhou to have someone come pick him up.

Meng Shuyao bid farewell to her classmates, opened the door of the private room, walked unsteadily, staggered, and suddenly bumped into someone's arms.

The man caught him steadily, and Meng Shuyao looked up in confusion.

"Yaoyao? Why are you here?" Wen Changxing frowned slightly, showing some disapproval, "Why did you drink so much wine?"

Meng Shuyao grabbed his arm, stood up slowly, turned his head slowly, and recognized him: "Wen Changxing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of his nose was gently scratched, and he snorted, "It's impolite, call me brother."

"Who wants to call you brother..." Meng Shuyao was half-drunk and half-awake, but he didn't forget to reply, and he was very smooth in handling people, "I, I can't read the words on the phone clearly, it keeps shaking."

"Hurry up, hurry up and call Song Yuzhou for me, let him pick me up."

Wen Changxing looked down at him: "It's so troublesome? Can't I take you back?"

"No." Meng Shuyao spoke slowly, jumping out word by word, looking a little dazed, but said firmly, "I want him to pick me up."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Wen Changxing, motioned him to hurry up, and said, "If you don't help me, I'll go find someone else."

Wen Changxing scratched the tip of his nose again, but Meng Shuyao snapped his hand away.He smiled, "It's really heartless. Give me the phone."

Meng Shuyao unlocked the phone and handed it to Wen Changxing.

Wen Changxing took it over and asked, "What is the note, otherwise I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the contact information on the top of the phone.

"A".

Only one letter.

Wen Changxing's fingers paused, he pressed the dial button, and then put the phone to Meng Shuyao's ear.

The phone rang less than two times before it was quickly picked up.

"Hello? Is it Yaoyao?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little eager, and Meng Shuyao hummed lightly in a daze.

The surrounding environment was too noisy, and this sound obviously failed to pass through.

After waiting for a long time for a response, Song Yuzhou called out again: "Yaoyao?"

"Well... you come, come pick me up, I'm..." Meng Shuyao grabbed Wen Changxing's wrist and spoke into the receiver, but got stuck when he asked for the address on the other end. Bewildered for a moment.

"Where am I..."

Wen Changxing held the mobile phone in one hand, and idly supported Meng Shuyao with the other to prevent him from slipping down. He took over the conversation and gave the address instead of Meng Shuyao.

Song Yuzhou paused for a while, first said: "Understood." Then asked, "Who are you?"

"Wen Changxing." He said briefly, "Come and pick him up, he's drunk."

"..." Song Yuzhou said, "Twenty minutes, I'll be right there."

There was a beeping busy tone on the phone, Wen Changxing looked at Meng Shuyao who was not sober, and smiled: "So clingy?"

Meng Shuyao couldn't answer him at this time, but still looked at him with wide eyes.

Wen Changxing stared at him for a while, then suddenly raised his arm, lowered it slowly, and covered Meng Shuyao's eyes with precision.

"Don't look at me like that again."

Although Song Yuzhou said he would arrive in 10 minutes, in fact, he had already appeared at the gate in less than 15 minutes.

Wen Changxing took Meng Shuyao to find an empty room to sit in, and the door was politely knocked three times.

Before the people inside could respond, Song Yuzhou turned the doorknob.

Meng Shuyao leaned on the sofa chair, dazed, her face hit the armrest, her mouth was squeezed into a ball, and she was still humming unconsciously.

The other person was sitting on a chair, looking down at his mobile phone, his legs crossed, and he was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and glanced at Song Yuzhou, then looked away disinterestedly: "Quite soon." Then he lifted his chin, "He's there."

Song Yuzhou walked up to Meng Shuyao quickly, whispered a few words to him, but got no meaningful answer.

He didn't continue, leaned over and hugged him horizontally, and said flatly, "Please take care of Yaoyao."

Wen Changxing smiled, but did not speak.

Probably because the posture was uncomfortable, Meng Shuyao writhed twice, put one hand on Song Yuzhou's shoulder, and opened his eyes in a daze.

He immediately recognized who was holding him, his eyes widened a little, then he dimpled and called him, "Song Yuzhou." Then he buried himself in his arms again, vaguely Complaining indistinctly, "Why are you so slow?"

Song Yuzhou easily circled his messy wrist, and apologized to him, "I will be earlier next time."

Meng Shuyao got the guarantee and was barely satisfied, so he adjusted a comfortable posture by himself, nestled in Song Yuzhou's arms, and refused to move.

When he was about to leave the house, Wen Changxing's voice came from behind him, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "He likes you very much."

Song Yuzhou's footsteps faltered, without saying a word, he closed the door of the room.

He drove over and stopped not far away.

Fortunately, Meng Shuyao was very well-behaved this time, and he didn't make a fuss. Song Yuzhou managed to squeeze him into the co-pilot without much effort, then put on his seat belt, lowered the seat, and then went around to the driver's seat. The car drove away.

He opened the window a little to ventilate the car, the temperature was just right, and it wasn't too stuffy.

After entering the house, Song Yuzhou bent down to take off Meng Shuyao's shoes, and asked him, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Meng Shuyao was a little slow to react, propped his head to think for a long time, and made a decision: "To wash."

He said this with an expression, as if he had made some major decision. Song Yuzhou couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pinch his soft face.

Meng Shuyao frowned and turned her head away, saying fiercely: "It hurts to death, don't pinch me!"

"Punish you." Meng Shuyao was placed on the sofa by him, and he himself half squatted in front of him, looking at Meng Shuyao's level. While manually unbuttoning his coat, he casually taught him, "Know your Get drunk easily and drink alcohol."

"Let it hurt you, and you will remember it next time."

Meng Shuyao repeated his words: "Remember next time."

"Well," Song Yuzhou threw away his coat, "otherwise I'll still pinch you."

In fact, Meng Shuyao was not very drunk, but dizzy. The wind blew on the way back, and he had recovered a lot. He patted Song Yuzhou's hand to help him, and insisted: "I can go to the bathroom by myself. .”

Song Yuzhou had no choice but to follow behind him, lest he fall and fail to get up.

Meng Shuyao went into the bathroom, remembering to turn on the heater and heater to make it very warm, and then took off the last piece of clothing.

Like a sheet of snow, high ridges and sunken valleys crashed into Song Yuzhou's eyes unexpectedly. He stopped walking in for a few seconds, and then Meng Shuyao turned on the shower boldly.

"Whoa!"

The icy water poured down, freezing Meng Shuyao into a shiver. He was startled, and quickly took two steps back to avoid it.

This time, he became more sober, at least the scene in front of him was no longer blurry, but it was still a little wobbly.

Slowly turning into warm water, white mist enveloped the entire bathroom at once.

Standing under the shower, Meng Shuyao remembered the message she received from Su Lan this morning.

She asked how she was doing, and asked Meng Shuyao to put on more clothes, and be careful not to catch a cold.After talking a lot, I added a sentence at the end: [Let's bring him to visit us at home next time. ]

He was a little belatedly happy, the remaining alcohol was taking effect, and Meng Shuyao felt that he was starting to feel dizzy again.

At least he saw Song Yuzhou standing at the door shaking all the time.

He wanted to tell Song Yuzhou to stop shaking.

I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol, Meng Shuyao felt that his mobility suddenly became very strong.He took two steps forward and grabbed Song Yuzhou who was about to retreat.

Wet fingers were placed on his wrist, Meng Shuyao's hair was wet, and transparent water droplets rolled down his forehead, his lips were red, he gently tugged on Song Yuzhou, and then yanked Jump, into his arms.

There was water all over his body, rubbing against Song Yuzhou's clothes, a layer of water stains spread out, and the thin shirt was clinging to Song Yuzhou's upper body, outlining his figure.

Meng Shuyao couldn't hold back, and touched Song Yuzhou's abdominal muscles.

Feels good.

"Do you want to wash with me?" Meng Shuyao observed the clothes he could no longer wear, and suggested, "Anyway, your clothes are wet."

Song Yuzhou froze for a long time before he said, "No, you can wash it yourself."

Meng Shuyao didn't force her, she said slowly, and ran back to apply body lotion on herself.

He likes the peach-flavored bottle. After washing, his body smells of sweet peaches, which makes people want to take a bite, and try to see if he can get rich juice.

After taking a bath with great difficulty, Meng Shuyao wandered around without slippers, was caught by Song Yuzhou and threw him on the bed, and then took out the hair dryer to blow his hair.

His movements were already proficient, and Meng Shuyao squinted his eyes in comfort as his slender fingers ran through the soft hair.

With the last remaining heat of the alcohol, Meng Shuyao shook his head for a while, and being held down by Song Yuzhou, he restlessly reached for Song Yuzhou with his feet.

The two were facing each other, Song Yuzhou was standing by the bed, Meng Shuyao was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly said: "It seems that I haven't asked you yet, what do you like about me?"

Song Yuzhou kept blowing his hair, looked down at Meng Shuyao who was playing with his buttons, and smiled lightly: "I like your cuteness."

Meng Shuyao waited for a while, and said in disbelief, "Is there any more?"

"Nothing."

"..."

Meng Shuyao said angrily: "Why are you so superficial! Shouldn't you say that you like me because you are attracted by my noble personality?"

Song Yuzhou hummed: "That's it."

"What is that? You are so insincere, I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Meng Shuyao pushed him, "Stop bragging, I'm very angry now, the kind that can't be coaxed."

Song Yuzhou stepped back a few steps as he said, and after a while he brought the person back and put him away again, the hair dryer in his hand was buzzing.

Meng Shuyao changed the question again: "Then when did you start liking me?"

Song Yuzhou ignored him and let him make trouble, and after a while, sleep well and be good.

After drying his hair, Song Yuzhou put the hair dryer into the cabinet, then reached out and rubbed Meng Shuyao's lips: "Go to sleep."

Meng Shuyao grabbed Song Yuzhou's fingers at once, then slowly climbed up and grabbed his wrist.

Meng Shuyao, who had been drinking, was several times more lively than usual, very noisy, and Song Yuzhou knew it all along.

He tugged Song Yuzhou hard, trying to pull him down, but he couldn't pull it with great strength. Song Yuzhou just stood there, watching him try hard to pull.

Meng Shuyao: "..."

Unconvinced, he changed from a sitting position to a standing position, stepped on the soft big bed, and threw himself on Song Yuzhou again without warning.

This time the pounce was not enough, he was lifted up by Song Yuzhou, he was a little taller than others, then he lowered his head, cupped Song Yuzhou's face with both hands and began to kiss him.

It is a kissing method of very young friends, kissing here and there, and later, it slowly evolved into gnawing.

Song Yuzhou suspected that he used himself as a teething stick.

Meng Shuyao gnawed on Song Yuzhou's lips for a while, and was immediately sanctioned.

Song Yuzhou pressed him and kissed him thoroughly, and when he let go, he said like a warning: "Are you still messing around?"

The sober Meng Shuyao may retreat in spite of the difficulties, but Meng Shuyao is not sober now, the more he is not allowed to mess around, the more he wants to mess around, and he is very rebellious.

So he lowered his head and gnawed on Song Yuzhou's Adam's apple.

First, stick out a little red tip of the tongue to lick, and then bite it with your teeth after licking.

He didn't have much strength either, just like a kitten that hadn't been weaned, Song Yuzhou only felt a deep itching.

It was so fierce that it burned all over the body at once.

Don't let Song Yuzhou not let him bite at first, he was still not happy, and chased after him, as if he had a great interest, and moved his mouth endlessly to that small area.

"...Stop making trouble." Song Yuzhou's voice was hoarse, hugging Meng Shuyao's waist, and put him back on the bed.

But he was restless when he put it back, Meng Shuyao hooked him with a pair of straight and slender legs.

His legs are very beautiful, not the kind of skinny, but with a little fleshy feeling, which looks good in the hand.

Song Yuzhou was not firm in his will, so he succeeded easily.

The two were very close, and the warm fragrance of flesh//desire from Meng Shuyao's body spread again, like the best ecstasy.

There was a change in the close contact, Meng Shuyao became very frank, staring at him with bright eyes, and kissed his lips again.

"Why don't you kiss me?" He seemed very dissatisfied, "Don't you like me?"

Song Yuzhou took a deep breath and resisted the impulse with difficulty: "...I like it." His Adam's apple rolled, "I liked you the first time I saw you."

Meng Shuyao laughed again, her eyebrows were curved, she was extremely beautiful, she leaned close to his ear, her warm breath blew past, as if she was telling a little secret: "I like you too."

He counted with his fingers: "You'll cook for me, it's delicious, and you'll buy me small cakes..."

"There are, there are many things." Meng Shuyao was troubled for a while, feeling that he hadn't finished talking.

Meng Shuyao touched his collar, "Why are you so kind to me?"

Very naive attitude, as if don't understand anything.

"No." Song Yuzhou grabbed Meng Shuyao's slipping hand violently, sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, "You will get hurt."

"This kind of thing should be done when you are awake." Song Yuzhou leaned forward and kissed him, "I don't want you to regret it."

Meng Shuyao was wearing pajamas, which were loose and made of cotton. After wearing them for a long time, they became soft, just like him.

Song Yuzhou didn't need much effort, just like peeling a crystal clear lychee.

The pulp inside is smooth and tender, with a refreshing fragrance and sweetness.

He held Meng Shuyao's waist with one hand and lowered his head slightly.

Her beautiful face was rosy, as bright as a begonia sleeping in spring, and her breathing gradually became short of breath. In the empty bedroom, physiological tears oozed out of her eye sockets, slipped from the end of her eyes, and fell into her black hair.

His skin is fair, and the patch of red is particularly obvious, adorned on the snow-white cheeks, like a plum in the mountains and snow.

After an unknown period of time, he was finally allowed to move freely.

The wet towel was gently wiped all over his body.

His energy was exhausted, and he drank again. After a while, there was the sound of steady breathing.

Song Yuzhou stared at him with a smile in his eyes.

A lingering kiss landed on the corner of his lips.

"Because the whole world loves you the most."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Song, my wife is dumb when she is awake, and you can talk when your wife is asleep.