licked a small tit

In the early hours of the morning, Tang Zhi, who fell asleep midway, woke up.

Rubbing his eyes and getting out of the quilt, like a small flower bud stretching out its petals from the snowdrift, he looked around and found that the TV was still on, but the volume was very low, almost negligible in a quiet room.

Turning his face to the side, he saw that the man beside him was already asleep, and the light from the screen was jumping and flickering on the profile of Junyi's profile, and he was still holding the remote control in his hand.

Tang Zhi stretched himself under the quilt, and after a full sleep, he regained his energy, and when he was energetic, it was easy to think about some unpleasant things.

Is the so-called full warm thinking.

He glanced at the man beside him, pulled the quilt up a few centimeters and covered it under his eyes. After a few seconds, he glanced again. When his small eyes slid over, they "swished" with wind, shining and bright, this time He turned over without hesitation, half of his body pressed onto Bo Ye, and then he helped the man's face, biting and slowly licking the well-shaped lips.

Although I want him to have a good rest, when I lie down with the person I like, the evil thoughts are beyond my control, and the body starts to feel hot, so I have to hug the man to cool down. I still want to wake him up and then go back to sleep. do something.

The wet and soft touch on his lips was very comfortable, Bo Ye unconsciously uttered a syllable from his nasal cavity, and woke up faintly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Tang Zhi's little milk cat behaving badly at him like drinking milk.

Sometimes they simply touch each other, sometimes they hold their lips in their mouths and suck lightly, and sometimes they part their heads slightly apart to appreciate, the bright red tip of the tongue flicks and flicks, full of lust, and it's a joy to play.

With a doting smile in his eyes, Bo Ye pretended for a while, enjoying the rare initiative of the young man, until he felt that it was almost done, then stretched out his hand to pinch the back of his neck, and let him lift his head like a kitten. .

"Are you having fun?" Bo Ye looked at him with a half-smile, and after turning his gaze around his face, he couldn't help but call out affectionately: "Tang milk cat."

"I'm not a milk cat." Tang Zhi, who was caught off guard, turned red. In order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere, he lit up one side of his canine teeth, and said firmly, "I'm Cerebellar Axe!"

"........."

Whether it's the proud tone or the small expression that pretends to be calm, all of them made Bo Ye's face bloody.

Unable to hold back, he turned over and pressed the "Cerebellar Axe" under his body. Bo Ye was obviously too much to suppress the evil fire, so he lowered his head and pulled off the straps of their nightgowns.They couldn't tell the difference, and in the end they simply lumped together and threw them outside the quilt.

He frowned lightly, and asked in confusion: "What's the matter with you recently? You always flirt, who did you learn from?"

In the past, Tang Zhi was obedient and pure, like a white rabbit toffee, with an independent personality, and rarely showed any attachment complex, but now he always feels a little different, as if he has become... super grating.

For such a change, Bo Ye is of course happy to hear it, but when happiness comes too suddenly, he still can't help but doubt it for three seconds——

Is the baby suddenly enlightened?

Or has he been hungry and thirsty lately?

With his hands clasped on the man's shoulders, greedy for the feeling of being close to his skin, Tang Zhi took off his loose nightgown a little, wrapped his hands and feet around it, and then rubbed it slightly dissatisfied.

"Don't you like it..." He didn't have much confidence, blushing and muttering softly, "How can we only allow you...you flirt, but not me...my..."

Bo Rihua accused of being coquettish: "..."

Alright, since you are so active, let's do it first.

Just about to have some substantive behavior, one of the two people's stomach suddenly growled, it was empty, and it lasted quite a long time.

"........."

Glancing at each other, Tang Zhi dodged his eyes as if he had done something wrong, guilty and embarrassed, his face turned even redder.

"What did you eat tonight?" Bo Ye calmed down, and asked lightly, under the velvet quilt, he pinched his body with one hand, "Have you lost weight recently?"

Tang Zhi changed the topic: "Can you do it?"

Holding down the boy's slightly twisting body, Bo Ye stared at that small face for a few seconds, and finally saw through it without saying anything, and just sneered: "Let's feed your little mouth first."

To save trouble, Bo Ye directly took out instant noodles from the small refrigerator in the room, and then boiled water.

Tang Zhi sat on the bed, the quilt covered him from head to toe, only a little puffy face was exposed.

His eyes moved with the man's movement, and he muttered unhappily: "Stop what you say? It's never been like this before... Do you not like me anymore? Do you think I'm not attractive enough for you? Don’t you want to do anything with me at all? What are you doing back home? Haven’t you thought about it for so long? Is, is there someone!”

Bo Ye sighed and didn't look back.

He supported the table with both hands, knocked on the edge with his fingertips, and while waiting for the instant noodles in front of him to boil, he gave Tang Yanfu science education behind him: "Kissing consumes 17 calories, and tongue kissing consumes 65 calories. Do you still want to scream?□□ Right? That would consume 38 calories, the 6 calories of wearing a condom are negligible, and the normal posture needs to be counted as 25 calories..."

"Stop talking..." Tang Zhi, who couldn't hear his swear words, instantly wilted, tightly gripped the quilt, revealing a red face, wishing he could cover the man's voice together.

Bo Ye's tone was flat, serious as if he was explaining natural phenomena such as "how thunder and lightning are produced", but the content could make people blush with embarrassment. This contrast made the young man feel even more ashamed.

Ignoring him, the rascally Bo Ye went on talking to himself: "You are the one who rides hard. Twisting your waist and swinging your hips will consume 30 calories. Take it easy on the back, 12 calories. Experience it once." The high point is 100 calories..."

"Bo Ye!" Tang Zhi's face was so red that it was about to turn into a small steam train, and his clear eyes were moistened, "Is the... instant noodles ready?"

Glancing at his watch, it was almost time. Bo Ye walked to the bedside with an instant noodle cup, and looked down at him indifferently: "How many times do you think I can let you experience it in one night?"

"twice?"

"three times?"

The man bent down, touched the tip of his nose with his nose, and said in a soft voice: "Seven times is normal."

Tang Zhi was afraid of him, and reached out his hand from under the quilt to take the instant noodle cup, too embarrassed to look at him: "I see, thank... thank you for the instant noodles."

Kissing him on the cheek, Bo Ye said in the tone of a veteran cadre: "Comrade, the body is the capital of the revolution. If you faint because of lack of energy, I will feel very guilty."

After thinking about it, he added: "And it's not fun."

"........."

Holding the instant noodle cup, Tang Zhi really wanted to cry.

The boy casually sat at the end of the bed with his legs spread apart, very close to the TV. While eating instant noodles, he watched Mancai's performance on the show, bending his eyes and smiling from time to time.

Bo Ye sat on the head of the bed, watched TV for a while, and then turned his gaze to the boy's back, staring at it thoughtfully.

"what are you doing recently?"

Probably because the show was too funny, Tang Zhi laughed again, and then replied: "I play games when I don't have to visit relatives, and sometimes my friends will find me out to play."

"Didn't eat well?"

"You called me out suddenly, okay?" Tang Zhi complained, "Today is an exception."

Bo Ye suddenly said, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Blinking his eyes and looking at the TV in front of him, Tang Zhi silently shook his head.

For a while, there was the sound of eating noodles in the room again, as well as the funny and flamboyant laughter in the show.

"Bo Ye..."

After a while, Tang Zhi called him in a low voice, his tone was very light, with a kind of hesitation of "I have something to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not".

"Ok?"

Bo Ye looked at him, quietly waiting for his next words.

After Tang Zhi finished eating the noodles and left the soup base, he got up and put the paper cup on the cabinet under the TV, and sat back down.

The program on TV continued, and the audience burst into laughter, but Tang Zhi never laughed again.

With his head down, he wrote strokes on the quilt with his slender fingers, and whispered, "Can I tell you something?"

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the flickering light from the screen made the boy's back somewhat fragile, and his thin shoulders slumped, as if bearing an invisible weight.

Bo Ye didn't know what was wrong, and felt a little sad. He couldn't see him alone, so he sat upright and leaned over, hugging him from behind: "Speak, I'll listen."

"I... I might..." Tang Zhi pursed his lips, and said honestly, "I might prefer to eat your soaked noodles, your boiled noodles are too unpalatable."

"........."

There was three seconds of silence in the room.

Bo Ye: "That's all you want to talk about?"

Tang Zhi turned his face to look at him, his soft lips were red and oily after eating, his expression was sincere and not fake: "You should use boiling water to soak the noodles in the future, it won't rot easily after a long time."

The man let go of him, sat aside, covered his face, and waved his hands weakly: "...I might be thinking too much."

After supper, Tang Zhi packed up the instant noodle bowl, went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth again before going to bed.

It was getting late, and with the commotion just now, both of them lost interest.

After turning off the TV, Bo Ye got into the quilt and hugged the boy from behind, adjusted to a comfortable position and then calmed down.

"I am full?"

Touching his warm belly with eyes closed, Bo Ye said casually.

"Yeah." Tang Zhi buried his face in the quilt, feeling a little sleepy, "But it's not a lot, so it won't be too full."

"When does school start?"

In the room, the two chatted one after another, waiting for the sleepiness to pass through their thoughts.

"April [-]rd." Tang Zhi unconsciously pasted a sticker on the warm body behind him, and then sighed in a voice that was close to raving, "I really want to start school soon..."

Bo Ye chuckled on the back of his neck. This classmate is unusual. Others cry when school starts, so he rushes to school.

"Are you bored at home?"

Shaking his head, Tang Zhi vaguely thought that he would have a clean and bright dormitory to live in when he started school... Maybe he could find a relaxed internship by virtue of his status as a college student, instead of standing for ten hours a day...

"I want to grow up quickly..." Already very sleepy, the young man muttered, his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it.

Fell asleep.

Behind him, Bo Ye suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. After listening to Tang Zhi's steady breathing for a while, he slowly closed his eyes again, making up his mind to talk to Tang Yi tomorrow.