Difficult

This question was really ambiguous, but Ye Zhen had already asked it out, and now he cared more about Tang Jielin's answer than embarrassment, his eyes chased Tang Jielin, and his body involuntarily moved closer to Tang Jielin.

The hot body temperature and strong hormones from men are constantly pressing closer to Tang Jielin. Not only Ye Zhen's question crossed the line, but even his body has invaded Tang Jielin's intimate distance.

One was the little boy whom he accommodated in every possible way, even though Tang Jielin hadn't thought about anything, his heart still dropped suddenly at this moment.

"Hey……"

As soon as Tang Jielin raised his head, his pupils shrank dramatically. At some point, Ye Zhen almost touched his face, sizing him up with probing eyes.

"Tang Jielin..." Ye Zhen urged in a low voice, "Why don't you speak? Is it hard to choose?"

Tang Jielin took a tight breath. He felt that if things continued like this, things would get out of hand. He tried to save the situation, "Ye Zhen, there is no comparison. You are not the same as us. You shouldn't think about these things, I know you Just curious..."

After thinking about it, Tang Jielin can only attribute Ye Zhen's abnormal performance to the straight man's inexplicable confidence and desire to win. In addition, Ye Zhen is young and without good guidance, he tends to be greedy for new things, seek excitement, and tends to go astray.

Ye Zhen's face darkened, he was indeed not gay, and Tang Jielin was not the same as Tang Jielin, but hearing Tang Jielin classify himself with that sissy and call him "we", Ye Zhen only found it harsh.

"What, I don't want to hear you say these things, ask your questions, you answer irrelevant questions, and talk about me." Ye Zhen's lips pursed slightly, and the roots of his teeth were grinding.

"You shouldn't be talking to me about this."

Ye Zhen was not convinced, he shouldn't have talked to him, so who should talk to him?Is it the sissy, or the half-haired pony?

"Then what should I talk to you about?" Tang Jielin suddenly became awkward, even looking at Tang Jielin with strange eyes, "Hey...I kissed you that night...how do you feel?"

Tang Jielin looked at Ye Zhen in astonishment. Although he had always regarded Ye Zhen as a child, Ye Zhen's appearance and physique had long since faded. All grown up.

"I'm not with you... What happened that night, just pretend it never happened..."

Ye Zhen looked sullen, "Why? You can't talk about this, you can't talk about that, why do you pretend it didn't happen? It just happened. I'm most annoyed by your prudish faces. Are you responsible?"

This is not a matter of responsibility, Tang Jielin was in a mess, he didn't know how to answer Ye Zhen's words, so Ye Zhen pestered him.

"Have you ever kissed that sissy?" After asking, he felt that this question was purely about taking off his pants and farting.

It would be embarrassing to talk about such a private topic to Ye Zhen, Tang Jielin used silence to cover up his embarrassment.

Ye Zhen didn't seem to notice the embarrassment in the atmosphere. Since Tang Jielin refused to compare who is better, he or the sissy, he asked a shocking question, "Then who is better at kissing me or him?"

Tang Jielin was taken aback for a moment, then paused for a few seconds sullenly, and then burst out laughing uncontrollably.

The thickness of the straight man's face cannot be estimated, and the originally awkward atmosphere suddenly became a little funny.

"Are you laughing at me?" Ye Zhen didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but he was not very confident when Tang Jielin laughed at him.

Tang Jielin waved his hands frantically, but the smile on his face had already betrayed him.

Ye Zhen knew that Tang Jielin was perfunctory him again. He grabbed Tang Jielin's wrist and pressed his whole body on it, trying to prove himself with force. He said viciously, "Are you still laughing at me? What do you mean?"

Ye Zhen's weight is not light, Tang Jielin was a little overwhelmed, fell on the pillow, and quickly explained, "I'm not laughing at you, I just don't think there is any comparison."

As Tang Jielin spoke, he paid attention to Ye Zhen's reaction. He paid more attention to his wording, because he had to protect the poor self-esteem of the little boy.

"You don't have any experience, so there's no need to compare yourself with others."

No matter how euphemistic Tang Jielin said, Ye Zhen still felt that Tang Jielin said that he was a little chick, and that he thought his kissing skills were poor, but it was a fact, and he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Ye Zhen rubbed his teeth, pressed on Tang Jielin in retaliation, refused to use any strength, and had to be brave, "Oh, then you are very experienced, have you kissed many people?"

It's not a pervert, how can it count this kind of thing.

Tang Jielin replied: "There are not many, normal love, there are always these processes."

"I don't think you are good at kissing either?" Actually, Ye Zhen doesn't remember the specific details of that night, but he took the initiative. It's also good that Tang Jielin didn't push him away. During this period, did Tang Jielin have the slightest He was not impressed by the response.

Ye Zhen puffed his cheeks, leaned in front of Tang Jielin, and asked unwillingly, "Are my kissing skills really that bad?"

His breath was filled with the smell of Ye Zhen. Only then did Tang Jielin realize that he was pressed on the bed by Ye Zhen. Perhaps in Ye Zhen's mind, this was just a common fight between male friends, but physical contact and ambiguous scenes The posture has completely exceeded the normal social distance between Tang Jielin and others.

"I..." Tang Jielin's throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

Ye Zhen's eyes were a little erratic, and his tone was a little aggrieved, "Did you make a good comparison?"

Tang Jielin's sanity was also suspended in mid-air, lightly, and his voice was hoarse, "I...don't remember..."

It was obviously him who was drunk, but Tang Jielin didn't remember.

There was an inexplicable atmosphere around them that tightly wrapped the two of them together, Ye Zhen was reluctant to get up from Tang Jielin, he seemed to be relying on Tang Jielin, as soon as he saw Tang Jielin, he wanted to be lazy.

Tang Jielin's expression was slightly sluggish, his lips were slightly parted, his lips were a little pale, and the tip of his tongue between his lips seemed to be getting more pink and tender, looking very soft.

Ye Zhen said in a strange way, "Then...how about we try again..."

Saliva kept pouring into his mouth, and the sound of Tang Jielin swallowing saliva was deafening, completely overpowering the hoarse voice in his heart that was screaming to stop. His whole body was as stiff as a stone, and he watched Ye Zhen approaching him helplessly.

Unlike that night, Ye Zhen could clearly see Tang Jielin's expression, and the feeling when his lips touched was more intuitive. At that moment, he sighed in his heart, it was indeed very soft.

But then, Ye Zhen was stunned, he really didn't know what to do, he imagined that the kiss should be passionate, instead of sticking to Tang Jielin like a fool like him now.

But there are some things that people are born with, or they have amazing learning ability, and they can learn without a teacher without being taught.

Ye Zhen stuck out his tongue and licked Tang Jielin's lips tentatively. Tang Jielin trembled imperceptibly, and he passively accepted everything that happened.

Ye Zhen became more courageous, and easily pried open Tang Jielin's lips with the tip of his tongue, took it in his mouth, and sucked it gently.

The lower lip was stinging due to the congestion. Tang Jielin snorted. Ye Zhen let go of his understanding once in a while, but he didn't give up. He stuck his tongue into Tang Jielin's lips, and when the tongue tips touched each other, there was no movement. Tang Jielin took the initiative to pester her.

Tang Jielin hooked the tip of Ye Zhen's tongue and slowly guided it. His palm covered Ye Zhen's back, like a kind of encouragement to Ye Zhen. Ruthlessly and unskillfully snatching the air out of the opponent's mouth.

It wasn't until Tang Jielin was a little hypoxic that he instinctively rejected Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen stopped. He was not much better than Tang Jielin, and he was panting on top of Tang Jielin's head.

Tang Jielin's lips were swollen, so red that he could bleed, the sudden satisfaction made Ye Zhen's mouth swell.

He licked his lips, thinking about it carefully in his heart, and pressed Tang Jielin's head on his mouth, "That's it?"

Tang Jielin's breathing was short, his blood was tense, his brain was completely shut down, and he couldn't find his own voice. He could only answer in Ye Zhen's heart, so what else?

Seeing that Tang Jielin didn't speak, Ye Zhen felt a little flattered, and couldn't help wiping the water stains from the corners of Tang Jielin's mouth with his hand.

With just such a movement, Tang Jielin was distracted looking at Ye Zhen's face.

Without alcohol, their cheeks were still flushed, their brains were still in a state of extreme excitement, and they were still dizzy.

The quiet atmosphere made the thick-faced Ye Zhen gradually feel embarrassed, he could only speak, "How about it, can you compare now? Don't compare with that sissy, compare with you."

What can Tang Jielin say?He can only praise Ye Zhen's competitive spirit, he can win or lose in this kind of thing.

"You are more powerful, can you go back to your own bed and sleep?"

The joy of defeating the opponent was short-lived. After calming down, Ye Zhen returned to his bed, and no one spoke again that night.

It can't be said which of the two of them started the matter tonight, maybe it was Ye Zhen, but Tang Jielin didn't forcefully refuse, if guilty, both of them are guilty.

Ye Zhen suffered from insomnia last night. He always wanted to listen to Tang Jielin's movements. He didn't go to bed until late at night. His biological clock was still on time, and he woke up at dawn in the morning.

Insufficient sleep, Ye Zhen was somewhat annoyed to get up, watching Tang Jielin put on his clothes with piercing eyes.

But when he caught sight of the tooth marks on Tang Jielin's lower lip, Ye Zhen spent two seconds recalling the origin of the tooth marks, blinked his eyes, and turned off the ignition.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward, both of them wanted to speak, but they didn't know what to say to break the current embarrassment.

After Ye Zhen finished washing and walked to the kitchen, he asked habitually, "What are you eating?"

"Seed cakes and soy milk."

Ye Zhen also refused to sit down at the small dining table, so he made a big circle around Tang Jielin, and had to watch him make breakfast, "Oh, I want sweet soy milk."