clean moonlight

"What?" Yang Mingzhe obviously couldn't believe it. He suppressed his voice and said, "You don't live at home, why do you live there?"

"It's closer to the school and the place to make up classes." Yang Qingze didn't even look at him with a cold face. If it wasn't for his grandparents, he wouldn't sit with him and talk nonsense at all.

"What class do you make up?"

"Olympiad and Speaking"

Yang Mingzhe swallowed his words again, and said, "Doesn't your house have three rooms?"

"Yao Qing and I are going to live together." Yang Qingze's tone remained unchanged: "They made up lessons with me."

Yang Mingzhe showed obvious dissatisfaction when Yang Qingze mentioned Yao Qing.But he couldn't say anything, because Grandpa Yang got dressed and was leaving.

"Take care of your own affairs, don't bother us old people." Grandpa Yang took Grandma Yang's bag, pulled Yang Qingze up, and was about to leave.

"Dad" Yang Mingzhe quickly grabbed Grandpa Yang and said, "Let's go back to live tonight."

Grandpa Yang glanced at him, and did not speak, just as acquiescing.With things at this point, he couldn't just give up some face.

Yang Qingze went to bed after returning home to wash up casually, and sent Shen Zhizhou "good night" before going to bed.

As soon as the message was notified that it had been delivered, a video call came over there.Yang Qingze narrowed his eyes and looked: "Aren't you at home?"

"That's right, I'm at the Yan Yan Family." Shen Zhizhou should be fighting the landlord, and someone has been urging him to play cards.Then Yang Qingze saw him hand the cards to the people around him, and then walked into the room with his mobile phone.The smoky gray bedding caught his eye, and Shen Zhizhou fell on the bed and asked him, "Miss me?"

Yang Qingze was taken aback for a moment before asking softly: "They also have your room?"

"Yes, Yanyan's mother is a home designer. She designed my room, and she also reserved a room for us in his house...?" Shen Zhizhou's voice was full of joy: "Don't you Do you think I share a room with Li Sinian?"

Yang Qingze didn't speak, just looked at him fixedly.Looking at it, I felt embarrassed, so I buried my head in the quilt.Then he heard Shen Zhizhou say: "My God, Ze, are you jealous?"

Yang Qingze pulled the quilt over his head and hid in the quilt without making a sound.

Shen Zhizhou smiled for a long time before saying: "Don't worry, Dad has slept with you, and slept alone at other times."

"Really?" Yang Qingze said softly while hiding under the dark blanket, "Then I'm really honored."

"Isn't that right, let me tell you that I have never slept with anyone else except for sleeping with a little crying bag once in a summer camp in elementary school."

"What's it called, Little Forest Explorer Summer Camp..." Shen Zhizhou talked more and more vigorously, and when he finally realized something was wrong and stopped, he noticed that Yang Qingze had lost his voice.

"Ze?" Shen Zhizhou called out tentatively, "Qingqing? Baby? Are you there?"

"Hmm." Yang Qingze asked him in a hoarse voice, "Is it annoying to cry a lot?"

"It's okay." Shen Zhizhou thought for a while and said, "It depends on the person. If you cry in my arms, I will be so distressed."

"What about him?" Yang Qingze said, "Are you annoyed by him?"

"Who is it?" Shen Zhizhou said, "Little crying bag?"

Yang Qingze responded, holding his breath and waiting for his answer.The phone was quiet for a long time before Shen Zhizhou said: "No, don't bother me, I..."

Yang Qingze didn't speak, just waiting for his answer.After waiting for a long time, I heard Shen Zhizhou's voice from the phone: "Let's go out at eleven o'clock tomorrow, and I will pick you up at 10:30?"

"Okay." Yang Qingze said softly, "Good night."

Shen Zhizhou hung up the phone and fell on the bed without moving. A vague figure in his memory stuffed him with beads.He couldn't tell what it felt like, but he had worn the beads for six or seven years, and the strings had been changed several times.

Early the next morning, Shen Zhizhou was waiting at the gate of Yang Qingze's community.The dark circles under his eyes are very obvious, overlapping with the tear moles at the corners of his eyes, giving him an overly abused look.

Yang Qingze came out dressed in black, seeing Shen Zhizhou's appearance, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you play all night last night?"

"Ah" Shen Zhizhou yawned and said slowly, "No, I can't sleep."

"Then let's..." Yang Qingze paused and said, "Go to the open room to sleep?"

"No." Shen Zhizhou shook his head: "I want to go climbing with you"

"No way." Yang Qingze raised his hand and rubbed the tear mole in the corner of his eye and said softly, "I will die suddenly."

Shen Zhizhou suppressed his voice and said, "But I didn't bring my ID card."

Yang Qingze thought for a while and said, "Then I'll get the key, and I'll take you back to Yujingyuan to sleep?"

"it is good"

When Yang Qingze took the key and went out, he happened to meet Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang coming back from their morning exercise.

They both looked at Shen Zhizhou in surprise. Grandma Yang pulled Shen Zhizhou over, her eyes couldn't hide her happiness: "I thought it was Yao Qingqing, friend Qingqing, come in and sit down."

Yang Qingze put the key in his trouser pocket, followed Grandma Yang into the door and said, "Grandma, this is my deskmate, named Shen Zhizhou."

Grandpa Yang, who was going to change his shoes, paused, and quickly took a pair of new slippers and handed them to Shen Zhizhou.There was also some joy in the voice: "You haven't eaten yet, come in and let's steam crabs today."

After entering the house, Grandpa Yang went to work in the kitchen. Grandma Yang took a fruit plate and stuffed a bunch of nuts in front of Shen Zhizhou, telling him that this is delicious and that is delicious.Shen Zhizhou couldn't stand the persuasion, so he ate some of everything.His eyes dodged, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

"Zhouzhou, did you study too late last night and didn't sleep well?" Grandma Yang said, pushing Yang Qingze: "Take him to your room to sleep for a while, and have dinner when he wakes up." Wan Wan still forgot to nag: "Go to sleep for a while, look at your black circles. When you are young, you rely on your body to recover quickly and eat the capital of the revolution. Can the score be as important as the body? I really can't study too much in the future. late."

Grandma Yang knew that her grandson often studied until midnight, so she naturally thought that her grandson's friends also had to stay up late to study.

Yang Qingze felt good after thinking about it, and dragged Shen Zhizhou upstairs and turned into his room.Different from the style of Shen Zhizhou's room, Yang Qingze's room was full of joy.Shen Zhizhou was dressed beautifully and slept plainly and elegantly.Yang Qingze was different, he was dressed in black, white and gray and slept on a bright red bed.

Shen Zhizhou collapsed on Yang Qingze's bed and was out of breath from laughing, completely ignoring Yang Qingze's slightly speechless expression looking at the mentally retarded.

"Oh my God, your house is full of red. What is that hanging on the table?" Shen Zhizhou pointed to the red sachets hanging on both sides of the desk and smiled so much that his eyes rolled together.The tear mole was very close to the eye, Yang Qingze couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to poke his tear mole and said in a low voice, "From a distance, it really looks like an eye."

"Then I won't poke you blind." Shen Zhizhou pulled Yang Qingze's hand to his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Does it look like it?"

Yang Qingze hummed and was about to retreat, but Shen Zhizhou hooked his legs and fell directly on the bed.

Before Yang Qingze could say anything, Shen Zhizhou rolled over and fell on top of him.

Yang Qingze glared at him, squinted his eyes and asked him, "Are you still sleeping?"

Shen Zhizhou took off the clothes behind him again and again, the corners of his mouth pressed down uncontrollably, and then kissed the hollow of his back.

Yang Qingze only felt a chill coming from his lower back, but before his brain had time to react, the warm touch mixed with his breath spread throughout his limbs.For a moment, he thought he was done.In my mind, other than shit, I couldn't find a suitable word to describe the turbulent waves in my heart.

Shen Zhizhou rolled up the corners of his clothes in front with both hands, and kissed them all the way along the waist.His lips lingered on the back of his neck, and he seemed to hear Yang Qingze say something between his breaths, and then he was steadily tipped over on the red quilt.He raised his lowered eyes, and the half-closed eyes sparkled with water.He stared straight at Yang Qingze, and said silently, "Come here."

Yang Qingze stared at him for a while, his sharp eyebrows gathered together, his lips were tightly pursed under his high bridge of nose, and his usually calm face was blushing.

Shen Zhizhou couldn't help trembling when he saw that his usually calm eyes were instantly stained with something that could be called desire.He grabbed the red quilt under him tightly, his mind was full of Yang Qingze taking off his black clothes and falling down.After a while, the person on the body did not see any movement.He eagerly used his feet to hook again, pressing down on Yang Qingze's waist, followed his movements to pull his neck down, and gnawed on his lips.

This is not a gentle kiss, with a little urgency to integrate the other party into the body.Yang Qingze propped his hands on both sides of his body, allowing him to hook his neck and lick his lips and mouth.The more Shen Zhizhou pressed his head, the more his body arched upward.Even he didn't know what this rebellious psychology was trying to keep, and he thought it might be that little sense of security while he was panting.

Shen Zhizhou half-closed his eyes and let him dodge, and the more he dodged, the more the thought in his heart was born.When he reached the limit, he didn't care about anything else, and hooked his legs up again to press the person firmly on him.

Yang Qingze hit his chest and abdomen when he pressed down, but he didn't feel any pain.With all his heart and mind full of calculations, it was finally near, and his tightly clenched heart was also relieved, followed by an unknown sense of satisfaction that filled his chest.

"Shut up, don't disturb my grandson's sleep?" Grandma Yang's voice came in through the mahogany door, and Yang Qingze bowed and was about to back away.Shen Zhizhou didn't let him go, he wrapped his arms around his neck and didn't let go.

As soon as Grandma Yang finished speaking, the cry of a child came in.Shen Zhizhou put his arms around Yang Qingze's face and gnawed a few more mouthfuls before reluctantly getting up from the bed.Seeing Yang Qingze lying on the bed with a cold face and breathing, Shen Zhizhou smiled, and then kindly straightened his wrinkled clothes.

When Grandma Yang's whispered advice turned into a roar, Shen Zhizhou happened to be yawning and going down the stairs.Grandma Yang quickly changed her tone, and greeted Shen Zhizhou with a smile: "I'm bothering you, I just went up to sleep after eating."

Shen Zhizhou took the spoon from Grandma Yang's hand, and was about to go to help in the kitchen when he noticed a chair fell down from upstairs, and it just fell right beside the person sitting on the sofa.

"Who allowed you to move?" Yang Qingze's voice was cold and hoarse, and the place where the sound was broken was like an endless wasteland, Shen Zhizhou felt flustered and uncomfortable for no reason.