The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Lan Weiyu relaxed a little, and in the warm bathroom, he let Fang Qiyan guide him.

The two had a few times in the bathroom, and then Fang Qiyan carried the limp Lan Weiyu back to the bedroom. The corners of Lan Weiyu's eyes were red, her small body was wrapped in the quilt, and she was breathing heavily as if lacking oxygen. He was extremely cute, and for a while, she kissed his lips, and did it again.

Until the middle of the night, both of them were exhausted, Lan Weiyu slept soundly in Fang Qiyan's arms, under the moonlight, Fang Qiyan carefully looked at his face, even though he was asleep, he still frowned slightly, I don't know what he dreamed about. Since high school, Lan Weiyu has been elusive to Fang Qiyan. He doesn't understand what is going on in his heart, but he wants to know it urgently. This feeling makes Fang Qiyan very anxious.

Just like at this moment, the two had just been lingering, he had completely possessed him, and now, Lan Weiyu was lying in his arms with a slight frown, Fang Qiyan still didn't know if he had himself in his heart.

"Damn it, you are the only one who can make me so irritable." Fang Qiyan hugged Lan Weiyu tightly in his arms, and his tone was so gentle that he didn't realize it.

Lan Weiyu was really tired. He had no dreams all night and slept well. When he woke up the next morning, it was already daylight. "What time is it?" Lan Weiyu rubbed his eyes and picked up the Looking at the mobile phone on the bedside table, she exclaimed: "It's ten o'clock??!! What a tragedy!!" Lan Weiyu rolled off the bed and hurriedly put on her clothes. Fang Qiyan frowned, never Getting up on the bed, Mr. Fang is still awake, his handsome eyes are half-closed, he looks a bit dazed and dissatisfied, his hair is messy, and he doesn't have the usual sense of alienation and abstinence. The messy appearance is full of youthful spirit, but it's a pity that Lan Weiyu doesn't have the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and muttered: "It's too bad, the first class is over, I have to go back to school right away, the teacher likes to roll the roll when the second class is."

Lan Weiyu put on his coat, grabbed his hair a few times, and was about to rush out of the room. Fang Qiyan got off the bed, walked behind him, and grabbed his hand leisurely.

"Why?" Lan Weiyu turned around.

Fang Qiyan lifted his chin, kissed his lips, and said, "Baby, you buttoned your shirt wrong." Lan Weiyu was stunned, Fang Qiyan raised his hand, fastened the buttons for him again, and yawned, Said: "I'll see you off."

"Ah...no need."

"Aren't you going to be late?" Fang Qiyan lazily put on his suit and watch, then naturally walked up to Lan Weiyu and looked at him.

"You're such a guy, don't you have hands?!" Lan Weiyu raised his hand angrily, and tied his tie, he was rarely in such a hurry, his little face was flushed with anxiety, "Hurry up, I'm going to be late. "

"You still love studying so much?" Fang Qiyan leaned over and kissed Lan Weiyu's forehead, scratched his hair a few times, picked up the car keys from the shoe cabinet, and said, "Let's go."

On the way, Fang Qiyan bought a sandwich for Lan Weiyu. Lan Weiyu sat in the co-pilot, eating the sandwich in small bites. Fang Qiyan held the steering wheel and yawned from time to time. The outline formed a strong contrast, making his temperament look lazy and soft.

Fang Qiyan said in his mouth: "I hate being woken up by others the most, that is, you. If it were someone else, how could I have such a good temper?"

What if it was Luo Sirao?What if it was the boy in the photo?Lan Weiyu wanted to ask, but he didn't ask out loud. He already understood what he should expect from Fang Qiyan.