what are you doing

Ding An hummed softly, feeling his legs go limp.

It's not that he hasn't done this kind of thing himself, but now he knows that doing it by himself is completely different from doing it with the help of others.

In particular, this person was Fang Zeyu.

He closed his eyes, felt the pleasure under his body with all his heart, and hummed inadvertently in his throat.

It's terribly comfortable and terribly cool.

Fang Zeyu's eyes wandered from the corner of his lips, with an aggressiveness that he didn't know, gradually lowered, greedily and recklessly across his chest.

The pajamas were tossed in a mess, wide open, and the two little red dots were like little cherries for anyone to pick.

Ding An's mind went blank until he felt something moist and soft licked his chest.

Ding An's nerves were suddenly broken.

There seemed to be a flash of white light before his eyes, and he tremblingly confessed to Fang Zeyu.

"Fang Zeyu." Ding An panted heavily, his whole body was soaked.

Fang Zeyu flicked his slightly wet bangs, revealing his smooth forehead, "Well, I'm here."

Ding An didn't speak, and it took a while for his breathing to calm down. He felt that he was in a state of confusion and wanted to talk.

But his body was extremely tired, he opened his mouth, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell asleep after a while.

Fang Zeyu cleaned up the two of them briefly, and lay down with his arms around him.

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

The next morning, Fang Zeyu woke up from the cold. He had turned off the electric blanket yesterday and hadn't turned it on again.

He reached out and touched his side, it was cold.

Fang Zeyu opened his eyes suddenly. Ding An was nowhere to be seen. He turned on his phone and took a look.

Seven fifty-five.

There is no heat around me, and it seems that I have been away for at least 10 minutes.

He looked at the big ball of tissues in the trash can next to him, sighed, and opened the window to let the air out.

The cold wind was blowing.

He has a different feeling for Ding An, and he has had it since a long time ago.

Whether it's his personality or other aspects, he likes it very much.

He also likes Wang Ge's character very much, but his feelings towards them are completely different.

In other words, Ding An is special.

He attracts him.

Fang Zeyu rubbed his aching temples, and decided not to drink again.

He himself was very surprised that he would do such a thing last night, Ding An must have been frightened by him.

He tried his best to suppress the flame in his heart, and under the influence of alcohol, it devoured his reason like a flame.

Maybe Ding An will never talk to him again.

The more Fang Zeyu thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. There was only one thought in his mind, to find Ding An and hug him.

"Can you not eat the panda's eye-catching food!" Ding An grabbed the grizzly bear's ear and pulled it back. The grizzly bear quickly swallowed the beef jerky in its mouth, "Damn! You greedy dog ​​chews it." Give it a go."

The grizzly fell on Ding An and stuck out its tongue to lick him.

Ding An pulled the grizzly bear off his body, put a piece of beef jerky into his mouth, and sighed.

I couldn't help but think of the scene this morning.

He was woken up by the heat in the morning. Fang Zeyu hugged him tightly, and the heat was continuously transmitted from the touching skin. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the handsome face and long eyelashes of the other party who was close at hand.

Ding An was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the scenes that happened last night, which appeared in his mind like a movie.

Still an R-rated movie.

He panicked and chose to run away in a panic.

So, he is now sitting on the edge of the mountain with the dog.

Ding An sighed again, casually pulled a piece of dry grass and threw it out.

The grass was blown away in mid-air by the wind.

Lele suddenly jumped up happily, and ran behind Ding An.

Footsteps came from behind.

Ding An froze for a moment, he knew who it was without turning his head.

Sure enough, Fang Zeyu's voice sounded from behind, "Why are you sitting here?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Ding An jumped up as if his hair had exploded, and said with a dry smile while splashing the mud on his buttocks, "I woke up early and it's boring, so what, come up for a stroll hahaha "

Are you really angry?

Fang Zeyu sighed, "Yesterday..."

"It's okay!" Ding An quickly interrupted him, "It's okay yesterday, it's just that good brothers help each other, isn't this normal, isn't it hahaha..."

Damn, what is he talking about, Ding An wants to make two big mouths out of himself.

Sure enough, Fang Zeyu's eyes dimmed, and his voice was filled with resentment, "You still do this kind of thing for others?"

"No!" Ding An's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what he wanted to say, "I didn't, I just...forget it, let's go back first, grandma can't find us later, so I'm in a hurry."

After speaking, he took the lead in jumping off the slope and striding home.

Fang Zeyu sighed and followed him back.

He stared at the back of Ding An's round head and curled his lips. Generally, children in northern China have flat heads that sleep on purpose. Round heads like Ding An's are really rare. It seems that they have slept well since childhood.

What to do, he really likes Ding An.

He is now certain of his inner thoughts, and he is sure that Ding An's feelings for him should not be ordinary friends, otherwise it would be impossible to agree to his outrageous request last night.

At least Ding An liked him a little bit, a little bit.

But so what, Ding An is a piece of wood, even if he likes it, he won't admit it.

Fang Zeyu narrowed his eyes, he had already made a decision in his mind.

He yearns for more.

And this desire takes time as a unit, showing a steady increase in an increasing state.

The first small peak of the day was reached when Ding An dropped the third coke chicken wing.

Generally, the elderly in rural families wake up early, even in winter, they have to get up early to work.When the two returned, the others had already had breakfast.

Grandma brought out the dishes reserved for them from the pot, which were still hot and steaming.

The dark brown chicken wings were wrapped by red lips, and in a short while there were only bones left.

Fang Zeyu felt that he was just like the chicken wing, only the bones remained after being eaten by him.

"What are you looking at?" Ding An frowned, "Why are you so confused every day?"

"Huh? No," Fang Zeyu looked away, and went to pick up a chicken wing, "These chicken wings are delicious, and grandma's cooking is really good."

Grandma was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear, she reached out and touched the back of Fang Zeyu's head, "This little mouth is so sweet, I like it, and grandma will make it for you next time I come."

"Of course it's delicious. My dad's cola chicken wings were learned from my grandma," Ding An said, "my grandma's famous dish."

Fang Zeyu thought about it and asked, "Then will you do it?"