what are you doing

"Brother An," Fang Zeyu forced himself to sit on the bed, raised one leg and knelt beside him, and leaned over to bully him, "Why didn't you wait for me to go together? Do you despise me? I know I am an idiot, everyone doesn't like me, and now even you don't like me."

He lowered his eyes, and the sadness between his brows was about to flow out. Ding An's heart ached when he saw it.

"I didn't dislike you," Ding An quickly explained, "How could I dislike you? That's right, it's today...I'm in a hurry to go home."

There's a fart thing, Ding An slandered himself, damn it, why are you so restless, why are you running, is it so important that you have a little face?

It's all right now, it's making everyone depressed, Ding An, Ding An, you're really worthless.

Fang Zeyu didn't expose him, and asked directly, "Then do you like me?"

"I like it!" Ding An said quickly, holding his face with his hands, "You are so outstanding, whoever doesn't care about you must be the one who doesn't have eyes."

Fang Zeyu tried hard to control the corners of his mouth, and kissed Ding An on the face, "I like you too."

Ding An covered his face all of a sudden, the place where he was kissed was still soft and itchy.

"Why don't we do something interesting?" Fang Zeyu lowered his voice, like a seductive sea monster, luring Ding An into a trap, "How about it, Brother An."

Ding An opened his eyes slightly, swallowed his saliva, suppressed the little expectation in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "What interesting topic?"

"Why not—" Fang Zeyu elongated his voice and whetted his appetite. Seeing Ding An's blushing face, he chuckled and said, "Let's do the paper."

……What?

Ding An was stunned for a moment, and then he realized it all at once, and made another fucking trick, damn it, this shameless old Bi Deng deliberately played him.

"Do your mother's test paper!" Ding An grabbed Fang Zeyu's pajama collar, turned over and pressed the person under him, raised his face and bumped into it.

The teeth of the two smashed together hard, blood dripped out immediately, Fang Zeyu snorted, couldn't care less now, hugged Ding An and kissed.

It's unknown who stuck out their tongue first, the saliva was mixed with blood, the two rolled on the bed, ravaging away the space and breath that belonged to each other.

Although Ding An has never kissed a girl before, so he doesn't know what it's like, but he has heard it from others.

For example, Li Wenjun in his class mentioned to them how he felt when he kissed his girlfriend. He said it was fragrant and soft, and the small one was very comfortable to hold in his arms, and he pulled his head up.

He felt that kissing Fang Zeyu was completely different. He didn't feel any fragrance, only the smell of shower gel, and he didn't feel that the small one was very comfortable, after all, Fang Zeyu was bigger than him.

But it is indeed very soft, but there are only lips and tongue, like a jelly, rolling and sucking his, tightly entangled, it is impossible to tell who is licking whom.

It is indeed very good, Ding An thought, but it was a little too hard, the wound on his kiss is very painful, and it will definitely swell in a while.

Sure enough, as Ding An expected, Fang Zeyu couldn't stop kissing him, and when he finished his tongue chatter, he changed to biting his lips. After a while, his lips became red and swollen, especially the broken part. There were also traces of blood oozing out.

I don't know how long it took, but Ding An couldn't take it anymore, and pushed Fang Zeyu's shoulder to draw back his lips.

The breathing of the two was faster than the other. Fang Zeyu stretched out his tongue and licked his lips intently. His eyes were still fixed on Ding An. His lips were still stained with water. I don’t know whose water belonged to them. It was shining brightly. On the first floor, Ding An's face turned red.

After a while, Fang Zeyu's breathing became calmer, and he asked cautiously, "Brother An, are we together?"

Damn, isn't this nonsense, damn Fang Zeyu, I've kissed him several times, and I keep asking questions, you shameless bitch.

"Nonsense," Ding An said angrily, "Of course we're together, otherwise I'll let you kiss for nothing?"

"Really?" Fang Zeyu's eyes lit up, and his big white teeth showed two more than usual when he smiled, "Then it's settled, we are together, you must not regret it."

"I don't regret it, and you don't regret it either." Ding An turned over and sat up as he spoke. After making up his mind to be with Fang Zeyu, he suddenly became calmer.

Don't you just like it? If you talk about it, there's no need to hide it. It's just an early love, and it's not fucking shameful.

"Yeah!" Fang Zeyu hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, "I will never go back on my word."

The tone was extremely firm, sincere and sincere, which made Ding An feel embarrassed.

There was nothing to say, Ding An tilted his head and kissed him on the cheek. He wanted to comfort him and then went to do his homework, but as soon as he put his mouth on it, Fang Zeyu's expression changed.

In the end, Ding An still did not escape Fang Zeyu's clutches. He was hugged around the waist and kissed again and again. Seeing that his homework was about to be finished, he reluctantly let him go and dragged his handwritten homework stickily. .

Ding An woke up once in the middle of the night, and suddenly thought of something, he grabbed the phone and fiddled with it twice, then put his legs on Fang Zeyu again, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Fang Zeyu woke up, he had washed up and was ready to eat. Seeing him coming out, he raised his head and smiled at him, "Come and eat."

Ding An felt sweet, wanted to laugh and was a little embarrassed, but last night, in order to hide from Fang Zeyu, he had already told Man Yi to go home for breakfast today, if he didn't go back, he was afraid that his mother would cut him off.

Tsk, I really want to slap both of myself, they have just established their relationship, and looking at Fang Zeyu like this, it's obvious that they haven't gotten enough with him, well, in fact, he himself also wants to get along with Fang Zeyu, so why just talk too much.

Sure enough, after hearing him say that he was going home for dinner, Fang Zeyu lowered his eyes melancholy, and the buns in his hand were no longer fragrant, "I bought the buns downstairs specifically, your favorite stuffing of shiitake mushrooms and diced meat, although it's not for Yu Hao's mother made it, but it is also very delicious. If you don't like it, I will get up early next time and go to Yu Hao's house to buy it. You..."

"I eat and I eat, can't you eat it!" Ding An interrupted him hastily, fearing that tears would fall if he continued talking, "Damn it, what's the matter?"

As a result, Ding An cooked four or five small steamed buns in one go to comfort Fang Zeyu, and a large bowl of porridge to avoid angering Man Yi. He felt like a puffer fish, bulging.

Don't say that Xiaolongbao is small and doesn't take up your stomach. The Xiaolongbao in the Northeast is worth two.