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

The lights outside the window are scattered, and the night wind blows the gauze curtain.

Song Ziyan clenched his palms, his throat tightened, and the engraved bronze buttons separated the buttonholes.

Pause for two seconds.

Song Ziyan exhaled, pinched the copper-colored tab, and slowly pulled it down.

quiet night.

Can clearly hear the zipper being broken a little bit.

"White," said my brother.

Song Ziyan's hands trembled, his body temperature rose rapidly, and he didn't know what to answer.

Listen to my brother's usual question.

"You like white?"

"Yes..." There was a weak voice.

"It suits you very well." Fegelein seemed to casually praise the person he met for the first time.

Song Ziyan's chest felt hot, and he unconsciously covered the small piece of the zipper with his hand.

His hands are beautiful.

White|tender, slender.

At this moment, the tip of the finger, because of shyness, has a light pink color.

Fegelein watched.

For a while, nothing happened.

"You don't ask me?"

"What...what are you asking?"

"Don't ask me," Fegelein said in a clear voice, "Do you like the white you are wearing?"

ah?Varied……

Song Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, but when he realized it, his face was red and hot.

In fact, these are not plots anymore, but he forced his brother to play the game.

He is obliged to fulfill it.

Song Ziyan moved his fingers and said with difficulty: "You, do you like the white I'm wearing..."

"like."

"..."

Song Ziyan lowered his head, blushing.

"Are you shy?"

Song Ziyan's face was still hot, as if he had a fever.Maybe it's male pride.

He didn't admit it.

"No. Why, why do you ask..."

His face couldn't be seen from the angle of the phone.

"Your fingers are pink. Fragrant," said the elder brother lightly.

Song Ziyan was stunned, looked down, suddenly shook, and quickly took his hand away.

"You seem a little special."

"..."

The blood in Song Ziyan's body was hot and hot, and his whole body was about to smoke.

"elder brother……"

Stop it, brother.

Of course he didn't dare to speak out, and reaped the consequences.

After the elder brother said so many words, he still had a demeanor of asceticism.

"Aren't you going to show me something else?"

Sweaty palms.

"well……"

Song Ziyan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a few seconds, his thumb stuck to the edge of his trousers.Push down.

Then bend over.Lift your feet.

Put your pants on the bed.

The clothes were swinging past the hips, and only a pair of ankle-length blue and white striped stockings remained on the feet.

Ordinary things, ordinary standing.

But some legs exposed to the air have nowhere to rest.

Song Ziyan looked at other places, not embarrassed to see what his brother's expression was on the screen.

Then listen to my brother.

"Beautiful. The color of winter."

Song Ziyan's ears were hot, and he didn't know what to say.

"Don't ask me?"

Song Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and when he understood, he blushed: "...you, do you like it?"

"I love so much."

elder brother……

brother.

Song Ziyan's pink fingers grabbed the hem of his clothes and pulled it down quietly, trying to cover his legs.

Useless operation.

Unknowingly, the knees also turned pink, making the thin and fleshy legs even more alluring.

Fegelein looked at it for a while and turned his eyes away.

"It seems that the photo is not fake, it's yours."

"……Correct."

"And then?" Fegelein said in an otherworldly tone, "How do you decide to use it to seduce me?"

Song Ziyan's ears were bloodshot and he grabbed his clothes.

For a while.

He said: "Here, let me touch..."

It was very quiet, like a mosquito humming on a summer night.Some people feel itchy.

Song Ziyan was shy.

Then I didn't hear my brother speak.

Song Ziyan had no choice but to look at the phone, and the brother on the screen had a calm expression.

His eyes drooped slightly.

Obviously looking at his legs.

Song Ziyan was a little more ashamed, stood there without moving, and let his brother watch.

The night was too quiet.

After a long time, my legs trembled slightly.

At this time.

brother's voice.

"What are you shaking? I didn't touch you again."

The author has something to say: In order not to get stuck in the next chapter, I added a little bit (light cigarette