you are the strawberry flavor

The two were newlyweds, and rolled onto the bed without saying a word, staring deeply at each other's faces, eager to express their longing for such a long time with their bodies.

"I miss me so much, I usually go crazy when I watch videos through my mobile phone," Qi Shuyi hugged Zhang Yuan and kissed him passionately, "Did you hook up with someone?"

"Do you think I'm you?" Zhang Yuan was also not to be outdone, hugged him and took a bite, "Did you get close to him? You've been away for too long!"

Immersed in the long-lost joy, Zhang Yuan didn't notice Qi Shuyi's stiff body at this moment, or the flash of guilty conscience in his eyes, and only heard him laugh twice inexplicably, and then kissed him. lip.

The two of them tossed and tossed from the evening to the early morning. Qi Shuyi leaned against the bedside, lit a cigarette habitually, raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke, turned his head to look at the sleepy Zhang Yuan, and said in a low voice: " You won't leave me, will you?"

"Nonsense," Zhang Yuan was dizzy, his back hurt but he was very comfortable, turned over, put his legs on his lap, and was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the packed Liangpi on the bedside table Box, blinked suspiciously, "Don't you not like Liangpi?"

Qi Shuyi took a puff of cigarette: "When I came back, I passed by and bought a copy. If you don't like it, it's not that you can't eat it."

Zhang Yuan nodded, yawned and said, "What's your next plan?"

"I'm back. My painting didn't win the gold medal in the National Art Exhibition, but won the gold medal abroad. If I come back and be selected for a provincial exhibition, I can apply to enter the city's art association base."

"Then you don't have to run around like this anymore, it's good..."

Zhang Yuan muttered a few words, leaned on the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

Qi Shuyi stared at his face for a long time, and finally sighed.

Zhang Yuan entered the junior year, and the curriculum was relatively tighter than that of the sophomore year. Qi Shuyi gained popularity with this painting, and successfully entered the base of the Artists Association. He usually studied and discussed with a group of artists, and was obsessed with painting. In the base apartment, and not much back.

The two of them are clearly in the same city, but they really complied with Qi Shuyi's original sentence of different places, seeing each other twice a week is too much.

But Qi Shuyi never moved back to the room outside the school.

As long as there is time, the two of them will cook together in that room, play games together, and use up all kinds of doi together.

Except that it cannot be disclosed to the public, it is like a married couple living a sweet life.

Qi Shuyi is undoubtedly a qualified lover.

He is romantic and full of emotions. He will spare no effort to prepare many big and small gifts and surprises for Zhang Yuan, whisper nasty love words in his ears, and read many girls' hearts to Zhang Yuan every night. bed time story.

As a result, Zhang Yuan used to be a person who could not tolerate even a little movement while sleeping, but now no one can read bedtime stories.

Of course, the most important thing is that Qi Shuyi is sensitive, because he is sensitive, so he can notice the subtle emotional changes of Zhang Yuan, who has always only owed him, more keenly than anyone else.

The two of them have been together for half a year, the weather is getting colder every day, and the clothes are getting thicker, but Qi Shuyi doesn't know what's going on, no matter how much he eats, he doesn't get fat, and he looks like a weak chicken wearing a down jacket , Seeing that Zhang Yuan was furious, he cooked soup for him in different ways all day long.

Qi Shuyi was so happy that someone would feed him, he drank the soup clean every time he came back, and then made an excuse to make up for it, pinned him on the bed for a long time, and then Zhang Yuan ran out after stewing the soup, not daring to stay at home at all.

This kind of sweetness spread to the dormitory, except for the one who had a girlfriend since freshman year, the other two who were stimulated also became alive.

Don't be in a hurry when you are a freshman or a sophomore. When you are a junior, you think that you have never been in a relationship, and you feel that you are at a loss.

No, after class was over this day, the youngest in the dormitory dragged Zhang Yuan out for a private meal.

"What? Shall I help you chase girls?"

Zhang Yuan almost spit out the beer he just drank.

I can't afford this meal.

"Youngest, have you forgotten that I'm gay? Why don't you go find the third one, he's a serious girlfriend."

The youngest scratched his head in embarrassment, and the elders were really shy when they talked about their relationship.

"Third brother is a childhood sweetheart who started early, so there is no need to chase after him. His experience is not as good as yours. I know you like men, but they are all normal relationships, so there is no difference, right?"

"Brother Yuan'er, just help me, I'm stupid and can't flirt, and I die after chatting with other girls."

Zhang Yuan pursed his lips, and thought to himself that you have found the wrong person, your brother Yuan'er can only flirt with men.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the youngest thought he was refusing, so she hurriedly got up and refilled his drink.

"Boss~ help me, give me the beginning of this horoscope, the rest is up to me, I don't blame you for success, boss~~"

Zhang Yuan raised his head and drank the wine toasted by the youngest.

He could see it, the youngest's brain is really not working well.

Forget it, caring for the mentally handicapped is everyone's responsibility, who told him to be so righteous.

However, in the not-too-distant future, when Zhang Yuanqi misses a move and falls perfectly to the youngest, he can't wait to take back today's words.

Mental retardation is not a disease, it is really terrible to deceive people.

Of course, this is something to say later, after the chat that day, Zhang Yuan still bit the bullet and accepted the task of helping the youngest.

So in the past two days, he either went to class, or held the computer and racked his brains to think of routines. Even Baidu and Google, he had never studied so hard by himself.

Qi Shuyi had a rare weekend, the wind was howling and cold at the end of winter, the two of them didn't want to move, so they stayed at home and went about their own business.

Zhang Yuan hugged the computer on the carpet, typing earnestly, Qi Shuyi lay cross-legged on the sofa, reading art magazines, occasionally inserting a piece of fruit into Zhang Yuan's mouth.

It was quite harmonious at first, but when Qi Shuyi looked at the magazine, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Zhang Yuan's posture doesn't look like he's studying.

How can anyone stare at the computer and smile so obscenely from time to time?

Qi Shuyi put down the magazine, and quietly leaned over to look at Zhang Yuan's screen, his eyes turned cold after seeing clearly the lines on it.

"The wild horses of the prairie, the BMWs of the rich, I want to give you my horse the most."

"Sun Wukong's flat peach, the peach on your face, and my favorite kiwi hotel."

The story is not a good one, but the biggest problem is that the name of the file is actually called "TO Xiaohui".