what are you doing

Fang Zeyu didn't see clearly what Fang Zhongqing had replied to him. Thinking of the message he had sent him, he probably replied innocently.

"Your father..." Ding An spoke halfway, as if he was thinking about how to organize his words.

Fang Zeyu's heart was almost in his throat, his brain was running fast, and after two seconds, he had already figured out how to explain Fang Zhongqing's news to Ding An.

And he has already made plans to cut off contact with Fang Zhongqing if Ding An goes berserk.

"Your father is good at history." Ding An said and handed him the phone.

Um?Fang Zeyu froze for a moment, took the phone, and clicked into Fang Zhongqing's chat interface from an angle that Ding An couldn't see.

Fang Zhongqing: By adopting devious tactics, encircling cities from the countryside, and seizing power by force, the revolution will eventually win.Drive your spear into the enemy's chest!

Good guy.

Fang Zeyu heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't laugh or cry. Fang Zhongqing probably replied to him like this on purpose because he was afraid of being seen by Ding An, or it might be that the soul of Zhong Er suddenly burned.

But Fang Zeyu is more inclined to the former, after all, his father will only consider more thoughtful things that he can think of.

This dad is not stupid, he can handle it.

He glanced at Ding An, who was playing games and was cursing, and he was still rejoicing.

Fortunately, little classmate Ding An hasn't discovered his dirty thoughts yet.

"Well," Fang Zeyu casually answered Fang Zhongqing with a full stop, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I sometimes discuss historical issues with him."

"I didn't expect you and your dad to get back together so quickly." Ding An sat up cross-legged and invited Fang Zeyu to join the team. "It's great."

"Probably..." Fang Zeyu frowned, "Who is this 'Tingzi Yuli Lotus Water'?"

"Haozi, I'm speechless," Ding An picked up a handful of sprayers after landing, crawled up a person twice, and then picked up a handful of 762 to kill him with one blow.

"Guess what Wen Ting's screen name is," he said.

Fang Zeyu thought for a while, but he was not quite sure what he said, but he probably guessed that it should also be in the series of ancient poems with the word "hao".

"The cultivator of resentful spirits is mighty." Ding An said, "It's amazing."

... Fang Zeyu laughed out loud.

Is this the trick of the young couple? Qu Yuan was taken aback when he saw it.

It was nearly twelve o'clock after the two games, and Ding An was really sleepy, leaning against the bedside with his mobile phone, his head was bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice, and he was drowsy.

In the game, Wang Ge was running excitedly to the last safe zone, the skin of the big pink rabbit was shining brightly, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of his friend "Yu" on the internal chat interface and said "sleep."

He reacted for a while, as if he remembered that Lao Yu didn't use this screen name before.

Before he could react, he saw his teammate "Yu" drop a grenade and take his teammate "An" into the sky.

"...fuck." Wang Ge knew why Fang Zeyu changed his name.

He stood blankly in the poison zone and watched the two of them melt into a puff of smoke, and the big pink rabbit's clothes suddenly lost their luster.

In a trance, I was surprised to realize that there were only five seconds left in the time.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Haozi save me Haozi save me ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" The big pink rabbit let out a wail and a puff of smoke came out and turned into an urn lying on the ground, Wang Ge yelled in pain, "Go to hell!" Dead couple!!!”

Tingzi Yuli Hibiscus Water:? ? ?

Eight feet tall Wang Dage: ...

Fang Zeyu pulled Ding An to the bed, supported his head on the pillow, and reached out to turn off the light.

Roundabout induction, how to induce it?Seduce with your body?

Fang Zeyu got under the quilt and moved towards Ding An, and began to think.

But little classmate Ding An was already asleep, how could he still tempt him.

You can't wake someone up and tell him, "Come on, touch my abs and accept my temptation."

Isn't this mental illness?

Fang Zeyu clicked his tongue, turned over to face Ding An, and traced his side face with his eyes in the darkness.

The faint moonlight shone indistinctly on the bed through the gauze curtains, and suddenly something flickered in the darkness, not the kind of luminous flicker.

It was bright, as if something had been reflected by the moonlight.

He reached out to touch it, and suddenly his fingertips touched a hard object wrapped in softness.

Ding An let out a cry of pain, and moved his head back, "Why are you poking my eyes?"

Fang Zeyu was taken aback. He never expected that Ding An's eyes were reflecting light. He stood up and hurried over to check his eyes.

Ding An blinked his eyes wildly.

"Don't move, let me see." Fang Zeyu lowered his head and held his head.

In the dark night, I couldn't see the specific condition of Ding An's eyelids, I could only see the blinking lights, and the beautiful eyes that were shining because they were full of water vapor.

Fang Zeyu got closer and closer, his gaze was glued to Ding An's, and his two breaths intertwined, becoming heavy and rapid.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Ding An lowered his eyelids first, avoiding his sight.

It was so hot that it seemed to eat him.

Unexpectedly, instead of moving away from his posture, Fang Zeyu lowered his head even lower.

The two lips were getting closer and closer, and they were about to stick together. Ding An's heart was pounding, and he closed his eyes suddenly, his whole body tensed up.

The expected softness did not come as expected. Fang Zeyu tilted his head slightly, buried his head in the crescent of his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Why didn't you sleep?"

"I can't sleep," Ding An let out a slow breath and opened his eyes, shrinking his itchy neck and said, "When I close my eyes, it's like a horror movie."

There is no way, the frights I received today are a bit too much, the math teacher's murderer's big face, and little Jia Baoer's loli-like horror.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of a series of scary scenes. Ding An sighed, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep well tonight.

"Then, what should we do?" Fang Zeyu suggested, rubbing his head against his neck.

"Ah, ah," Ding An was a little incoherent, and the terrifying image in his head was replaced by Fang Zeyu's face. The scene of sharing the same bed at grandma's house last time was vivid in his memory, and he couldn't get it out of his head, "Do, do order what?"

Do something, do something.

I rely on!what are you doing?Ding An's face turned red, he wouldn't want more... that, right?

is this normal?Can this be done?And Fang Zeyu?

Although I have done it once before, but at that time I drank alcohol, and Fang Zeyu was simply drunk!

Now that both of them are sober, can they still do that kind of thing?

Isn't that a sober crime?