I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

"Your words are really filial." Bai Yanqing smiled with satisfaction.

"...Don't use that word." Song Ziyan was ashamed. The word filial piety is obviously not used in this way. Don't think he doesn't know.

"Isn't it?" Bai Yanqing looked at him and sighed leisurely, "Yanyan has grown up and is sensible, and it will make my uncle feel comfortable. Good boy, I didn't love you for nothing before."

Song Ziyan covered his ears, terribly ashamed: "Don't say such things."

Bai Yanqing laughed for a long time, when the cell phone rang, the old man called, asking if he received anyone.

Song Ziyan said a few words to the old man by the way, and after the call ended, he felt even more ashamed.

Song Ziyan didn't want to be filled with scary images in his mind today, and discussed: "Uncle Yanqing, let's go home... No, let's do that again tonight, okay?"

Bai Yanqing smiled gently, and took out a wet tissue to wipe Dongdong's mouth: "Yanyan, you may have forgotten, but just now should be enough to remind you of the principles of my uncle's conduct in the world."

Song Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and when he realized the meaning of his words, his face turned ashen.

Bai Yanqing never traded at a loss, and he thoroughly experienced this principle during his summer vacation.

"I don't make things difficult for you either." Bai Yanqing put the wet tissue into an empty paper bag, raised his eyes, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Don't say that I'm bullying the younger generation, so I allow you to put additional conditions."

Song Ziyan didn't say a word, he lowered his head and pinched his fingers, sounding grandiose, wouldn't this be bullying him?

"Think slowly, don't worry," Bai Yanqing stretched out his hand, "Come on, I'll help you first."

Song Ziyan looked sullenly, glanced at his hand, and passed it over after a while.

Bai Yanqing held it and praised: "It's so tender."

Song Ziyan curled his fingers unnaturally: "Uncle Yanqing, stop pinching."

Bai Yanqing wrapped his hand with a big hand: "The words haven't changed at all, the hands are still the same as before, like small bamboo shoots."

When Song Ziyan heard him mention the past, he froze.

"What's the matter, do you think I forgot? Or..." Bai Yanqing smiled slightly, "Afraid?"

Song Ziyan shook his body and looked at him, the memories of that summer flooded out like a tide|water.

--In mid-June, it is hot and hot.

Today Song Ziyan was going to go rafting in the next city with his cousin, but he regretted it when he went out.

The sun is so bright outside that it can be seen by the naked eye.

Song Ziyan didn't want to go, the driver took him home.

Uncle Li told him that the kitchen had made a batch of ice cream, and there was a new flavor that was particularly delicious.

Uncle Li asked him to try it, and if he liked it, he would put it all in the refrigerator in his yard.

Others don't have this.

The old butler was very fond of Song Ziyan. Since he was a child, he would give Song Ziyan the first batch of any delicious food.

Song Ziyan excitedly went to the kitchen dedicated to making pastries, took a bite, and it was really delicious, so he went to find Bai Yanqing with two boxes.

Bai Qihong has been in business for half his life, but he is a literati at heart. He bought an [-]-acre land in the outskirts of the city. The combination of Suzhou garden landscape and modern design looks like an ancient mansion.

Carved railings are built with jade, exotic flowers and plants.

Bai Yanqing lived in a separate courtyard.

After passing through a green bamboo forest, Song Ziyan came to the gate of Bai Yanqing's courtyard.

The door was open, and Song Ziyan walked in. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see Bai Yanqing on the sofa.

Song Ziyan came to the door of the house, entered the password, and the door opened.

Bai Yanqing turned back in response, Song Ziyan's face was filled with a smile, but after hearing the three-dimensional surrounding moans, his smile froze.

He stared blankly at the undulating figures of the two men on the TV, and then slowly turned to Bai Yanqing who was sitting on the sofa with his nightgown wide open, looking at him from time to time.

Bai Yanqing didn't have the look he should have when his secret was broken. Song Ziyan's face was already flushed, and he couldn't speak easily: "Uncle Yanqing, yes, I'm sorry."

Song Ziyan wanted to leave, but Bai Yanqing stopped, "Wait."

He paused the playback, got up, and walked towards Song Ziyan with his nightgown open without even putting on his belt.

Song Ziyan didn't know where to put his eyes, he was clutching the ice cream in his hand awkwardly.

Bai Yanqing acted as if nothing had happened, and asked with a smile, "You're here to deliver ice cream to my uncle?"

Song Ziyan inadvertently saw him where he was still lying there, and hurriedly avoided his eyes and nodded.

"It's so sweet," Bai Yanqing put his arms around his shoulders with a smile on his face, "It just so happens that my uncle is bored, so Yanyan can play with me for a while."

Song Ziyan didn't know what he was going to play. He instinctively felt that there was danger, so he didn't move: "...I, I'm leaving."

"Why are you in a hurry, I won't waste your time." Bai Yanqing forced him to go to the sofa with his arms around him. After sitting down, he picked up an ice cream that was about to deform in his hands, "Newly made in the kitchen?"

Song Ziyan said yes, fidgeting: "Uncle Yanqing, I really have to go, wait, wait... yes, I will go rafting with Brother Qiushui and the others later."

"Have you already set off?" Bai Yanqing took a bite of the ice cream and commented, "It tastes good, eat it quickly, or it will melt."

After being exposed the lie, Song Ziyan didn't know what to do. He lowered his head and dug a spoonful. Just as he put it in his mouth, Bai Yanqing suddenly sat over: "Your taste and mine don't taste the same?"

Song Ziyan was uncomfortable because his nightgown was still unbuttoned, and that was still there: "... mine is strawberry flavored."

Song Ziyan was about to say Uncle, can you tie up your nightgown, but Bai Yanqing said, "I'll try it."

Before Song Ziyan could react, Bai Yanqing bowed his head and kissed Song Ziyan on the lips.

Song Ziyan was shocked, and the ice cream in his hand fell onto his lap.

Bai Yanqing licked his lips, backed away, and said with a smile: "Well, yours tastes better. Hey, why did the ice cream fall off, and the pants are dirty, Yan Yan."

Bai Yanqing took out a few pieces of paper and gestured to wipe it for Song Ziyan.

Song Ziyan stepped back abruptly, looking at him in disbelief: "You, you..."

Bai Yanqing raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile, as if to say what's wrong.

Song Ziyan's eyes turned hot, he lowered his head, squeezed his fists and whispered, "Uncle Yanqing, I won't tell Grandpa Bai that you like men."

He could only think that Bai Yanqing kissed him because he was afraid that he would tell Grandpa Bai that he would not let him go.

Bai Yanqing smiled: "It's not because of this that I kept you, I really just want to play for a while."

".Then are you ready to play now?" Song Ziyan rubbed his eyes, holding back his tears.

"It's still early." Bai Yanqing squeezed his chin, forcing him to look there. "Look, it's still hard. It's just like seeing Yanyan. So."

Bai Yanqing whispered in Song Ziyan's ear, "You have to be responsible, Yanyan."

Song Ziyan's pupils shrank, and he pushed him away, wanting to escape.

Bai Yanqing took advantage of the situation to suppress him.

Song Ziyan was frightened, struggled, and cried: "It's none of my business, you watch the movie by yourself."

"It's just that broken piece, I don't feel it at all." Bai Yanqing held Song Ziyan's hand over his head, and smiled condescendingly, "I've wanted to eat you, a pretty little guy, this time, don't blame me for bringing it to your door."

Song Ziyan began to cry in fear, and Dou Da's tears flowed out continuously.

Bai Yanqing achieved his goal, let go, pulled him up, held him in his arms, and coaxed him while wiping his tears: "Okay, okay, don't cry, just don't mess with you."

Song Ziyan cried pitifully: "Uncle Yanqing, no, no."

"Do you mean identity?"

Song Ziyan nodded.

Bai Yanqing laughed: "We are not relatives, so you just call us by titles."

"That's okay, too," Song Ziyan cried, "I don't like you, and I don't like men either."

"Don't you like me?"

"No, it's not that kind of liking." "Great," Bai Yanqing said very shamelessly, "I just like you and don't like me."

Song Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, feeling the strange sensation in his lower back, and the tears of fear flowed even more fiercely.

Bai Yanqing intentionally frightened him: "Yanyan, don't cry, otherwise you look so pretty when you cry, I really want to get you done."

When Song Ziyan heard the words, he quickly held back.

Bai Yanqing smiled. The little guy's skin was tender. Wiping him with paper made his face even redder, so he wiped it with his fine-quality nightgown, and said, "Do you know what unrequited love means?"

Song Ziyan shook his head.

Bai Yanqing explained it to him, seeing that he didn't believe it, she even specially showed him the medical report.

Song Ziyan's eyes were red from crying: "Then you can't treat me either." "That can't be helped." Bai Yanqing fastened his nightgown and took out a cigar. A 17-year-old still smokes this stuff, "Uncle I just like you."

Song Ziyan's mood calmed down a lot, he was also angry while being afraid, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to tell Grandpa Bai."

Bai Yanqing smiled casually, and said indifferently: "Say it, at worst, you will be beaten and disabled."

Song Ziyan was stunned and hesitated. Grandpa Bai was conservative in his thinking. A few days ago, a 19-year-old cousin from a foreign family came to play at home. Grandpa Bai saw her while watching Tanmei comics and scolded her bloody.

If Grandpa Bai really knew that his youngest son was the embarrassing thing he said he would put up a sign to parade in the street...

Song Ziyan rubbed his eyes, but his voice was still muffled: "Anyway, you can't do that to me."

He stood up: "I'm leaving."

Bai Yanqing took a puff on his cigar and made a casual gesture.

Song Ziyan was stunned, he couldn't believe that he just let him go like this: "Really?"

Bai Yanqing exhaled smoke and smiled meaningfully: "It's the first time, let me prepare you mentally, you won't be so lucky next time."

Song Ziyan's heart sank suddenly, he didn't dare to leave, and he wanted to cry again: "Uncle Yanqing." Bai Yanqing flicked the cigarette ash: "I can promise not to do anything to you. Correspondingly, can you give me what?"

Song Ziyan was afraid that he would flatter him like the soft voice on TV: "As long as it's not too much, I will, I will agree."

"Of course." Bai Yanqing stretched out one arm and put it on the back of the sofa, "I won't do anything we underage can't do, I promise."

Song Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded his head in agreement.

Bai Yanqing snorted and waved at him: "Then come and see if we listen to what we say."

Song Ziyan struggled for a while, then walked over slowly.

Bai Yanqing patted the place between his legs.

Sitting like this just now, Song Ziyan sat down without too much embarrassment.

"wrong."

Song Ziyan was stunned.

Bai Yanqing's voice with a smile rang in his ear: "Sit facing me."

It took Song Ziyan a lot of courage to stand up, took off his shoes, shamelessly grabbed Bai Yanqing's shoulders, and sat facing him.

As soon as he sat down, Bai Yanqing clasped his hips with his palms and stood up.

Song Ziyan reflexively wrapped his arms around his neck.

Bai Yanqing leaned over slightly, put the cigar out in the ashtray, and smiled at him: "Okay, it's time to take a nap."

During this summer vacation, Song Ziyan started a scene where he was often frightened, shy, and angry.

As promised, Bai Yanqing did not do anything to him that a minor could not do, not even a kiss, except for the first kiss.

But Bai Yanqing himself said that if he was afraid of kissing him, he couldn't help it.

Song Ziyan didn't want to talk to him, in his opinion, he was ashamed of many things, during the day he would hide if he could, but at night, Bai Yanqing wanted to hug him to sleep.

Bai Yanqing would do that every day when he went to bed, which made Song Ziyan feel flustered.

One night Song Ziyan couldn't take it anymore, he was wearing pajamas, crying tearfully and said he didn't want to sleep with him anymore.

Bai Yanqing put his arms around his waist and whispered something in his ear to scare him.

Song Ziyan's face turned red and pale, and he didn't dare to resist any more, so he softly begged him not to be old, it would be bad if he held it back.

Bai Yanqing couldn't help laughing, and said it made sense.

I don't know if it was Song Ziyan's request that was helpful or what, but at night Bai Yanqing called him less frequently.

A few days before returning to Russia, Bai Yanqing took him to a private theater with an entire wall of long and wide viewing screens, which played gay-themed movies.

Song Ziyan thought it was the first time he saw that kind of film in the living room, blushing and struggling endlessly.

Bai Yanqing held him in his arms and explained.

Knowing that it was not, Song Ziyan calmed down, but this kind of movie is still very straightforward in some places.

On the last day of the summer vacation, Bai Yanqing took him to the movies again, this time it was similar to the last time, but in that scene, Bai Yanqing suddenly put on the earphones for him maliciously and refused to let him take them off.

With the amplified sound in his ears, Song Ziyan's mind gradually became dizzy, and his face became hot.

Suddenly, the earphones were taken off, and a low laugh came from my ear.

"Yanyan, you have a reaction."

--Song Ziyan's eyes flustered, he didn't look at him, and summoned up his courage: "If you are still the same as before this time, I won't be so obedient. I, I will go to Grandpa Bai to expose your evil deeds!"

Bai Yanqing laughed, rubbed the back of his hand, and said with a pun, "Of course not. After all, we are all adults, so why are we still the same as before?"

Song Ziyan didn't hear another meaning, looked at him and asked, "Really?"

"of course."

Song Ziyan was relieved, hesitated for a while, and muttered: "Then I won't be afraid of you anymore, I... I'll still be with you like I was when I was a child."

The string in Bai Yanqing's heart was plucked fiercely, hiss, little guy, so cute that it made him numb.

"Good boy," Bai Yanqing touched his hand, "Come on, I've been waiting for winter for a long time."

Bai Yanqing took Song Ziyan's hand and touched Dongdong.

Song Ziyan held his breath, and when his hand touched the fur of a winter cat, the feeling of touching the fur in his memory came back, and Song Ziyan's hair stood on end.

"Yanyan, relax, it's okay." Bai Yanqing spoke softly, holding his hand and stroking Dongdong's head.

"Meow~" Dong raised his head and rubbed against his hand.

"Look, it likes you too." Bai Yanqing lowered his hand.

A warm, trembling living thing. Song Ziyan sweated thinly on his forehead, trying hard to overcome the fear in his heart, and gently moved his stiff fingers.

"Meow~" Song Ziyan moved again.

Seeing this, Bai Yanqing let go of his hand.

Song Ziyan suddenly became nervous, and Bai Yanqing "hush": "Don't be afraid, I'm right beside you."

Song Ziyan calmed down inexplicably, and touched Dongdong lightly.

"Meow~" Song Ziyan touched it again.

"Meow~" Feeling encouraged, Song Ziyan continued to touch it, and in response, Song Ziyan slowly laughed: "Uncle Yanqing, I, I don't seem to be afraid anymore."

"Try hugging him." Bai Yanqing picked up Dong Dong and handed it over.

Song Ziyan was at a loss for a while, stretched out his hands, and caught it.

"My God." Song Ziyan smiled happily, "I'm really not afraid anymore." Seeing him so happy, Bai Yanqing also smiled contentedly: "Then go home?"

"Yeah," Song Ziyan hugged the cat happily, remembering to eat but not to fight, "Uncle Yanqing, thank you, you are so kind."

He took the initiative to say: "I will do well, even if you need 2 minutes or 3 minutes, it doesn't matter."

"Yanyan, that's what you said."

"Uh-huh!"

Bai Yanqing smiled and started the accelerator.

Tsk, it's not in vain that he bothered to raise this cat.

It is really useful.

The author has something to say: ps Although Bai Yanqing sleeps with Yanyan in his arms and does nothing else, this kind of behavior is really unacceptable. I scolded Bai Yanqing for something wrong, so he is just a male supporting role, so he won’t get it in the end Words and words, three-dimensional and Two-dimensional have a wall, some things that put Two-dimensional Shaha, put three-dimensional is absolutely absolutely amazing!

If the three-dimensional encounters a guy like Bai Yanqing, please punish him decisively!