clean moonlight

When Shen Zhizhou woke up, the room was still dark.Before he opened his eyes, he groped around for a while, and the bedding beside him was already completely cold.He just remembered last night that Yang Qingze said he was going home today, so he pulled out his phone from under the pillow to have a look.A dozen missed calls, all from his mentor.

"Hello! Teacher Wang?" Shen Zhizhou sat up. On the phone, Teacher Wang asked him to go to Xixi Wetland to take pictures of snow scenes with some classmates today.He needs to use the project he did before, and asked him to pay attention to safety before hanging up the phone.

"Fart's safety, it's a big weekend, no way out for people." Shen Zhizhou got up impatiently, the breakfast made by Yang Qingze was in the incubator.He casually ate a few mouthfuls, then took a taxi to the Xixi Wetland.

Shen Zhizhou has been doing scientific research with Teacher Wang since his freshman year. It can be said that he is always on call this year, which completely subverts his usual lazy character.Getting up at six or seven o'clock has long been a common thing, and it is rare to go on such a heavenly business trip on weekends.Reluctantly, he adjusted the DSLR in the taxi. After he paused, he suddenly realized that it was snowing.It was the first snow in Hangzhou, he had the urge to run home and look for Yang Qingze to see the snow.Finally, I remembered today's task in time, every step is to pave the way for the future.After thinking about it, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but more satisfied.

To support himself and his lover, he did it.Although, that person doesn't need him to support him.But the fact that he has this ability makes him very happy.It was as if all the anxieties he had when he was young were overturned later, and the feeling that the future was in his hands made him less anxious.

Shen Zhizhou and Yang Qingze were admitted to Z University together. Yang Qingze studied finance, which was the same as he planned many years ago.Shen Zhizhou chose the cultural creativity and business management of the School of Communication based on his scores and a little bit of hobbies.The only feeling this major brings to Shen Zhizhou is the project, because he has been doing various projects with the teacher since the first class.The only gratifying thing is that each project has a lot of labor costs. For his peers, he is still considered a success.This was what he had agreed with Shen Fang at the beginning of college, to prove to him that he had the ability to support himself and his lover.Shen Fang often said that poor and lowly couples are sad about everything, and love without an economic foundation can't support much.Shen Zhizhou never thought about these things, but he also vaguely felt that it was time for him to grow up.

"Student, this way." Lin An, Shen Zhizhou's senior sister, called him. Her hands were tucked into gloves, her camera was hanging around her neck, and snowflakes were covering her shoulders.

Shen Zhizhou hurriedly followed, and the others first went to take pictures of the century-old camphor tree.This is the facade of Xixi Wetland. It is said that Zhang Yuanwai, who originally lived here, planted a dowry for his youngest daughter.In ancient times in Hangzhou, there was a tradition of planting camphor trees. When a family gave birth to a daughter, they would plant a camphor tree in the backyard.When the daughter gets married, the tree is cut down as a dowry.This is the same as Shaoxing's daughter red, the only difference is that the wine is buried deep in the ground, while the tree grows in the sky.No one knows whether the daughter of someone who buried wine in Shaoxing will marry or not, but it is well known that the daughter of this member's family will not marry.Later generations also used this as a feature of the propaganda tree, making everyone know that an old girl once lived here.

Shen Zhizhou touched the bracelet on his wrist, and suddenly felt that fate is really wonderful.The person who passed by many years ago and never forgets, came to me again after many years, and has been with her forever since then.

After shooting the century-old camphor, several people went to Yuzhuang and Marriage History Museum, and finally went to Gaozhuang.By the time the filming was over, it was already six o'clock in the evening.Shen Zhizhou and the others hurried out to take a taxi, and there was no way to get a taxi at this point.

Shen Zhizhou managed to stop a car, and there were five of them.He let them go first, and he waited in the middle of the road to continue waiting for the bus.When Yang Qingze called, his phone was almost dead.He answered the phone hastily and complained a few words about what had happened, then hung up there.Shen Zhizhou was taken aback for a moment, this person didn't even talk to him properly.Was it really too much last night?

Shen Zhizhou squatted on the snow and drew pictures, giving up any hope of taking a taxi.At this time, he only hoped that the phone would last until Yang Qingze came to find him.After an unknown amount of time, a burst of red light stopped in front of him.Someone got out of the car and couldn't see clearly in the dark.Shen Zhizhou took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the snow, the man just walked up to him and covered him with a coat.

"You know you're going to come out, but you still wear so little?" Yang Qingze's face was obviously dissatisfied, and he obviously didn't realize that he was wearing a piece of home clothes.

Shen Zhizhou took off his coat to cover him, and didn't blame him.He just said: "You need to be flexible when taking pictures, it is inconvenient to move if you wear too many clothes."

Yang Qingze couldn't compete with him, so he had to get in the car first.

The heater in the car was turned on high, Shen Zhizhou looked at Yang Qingze's slightly angry face.The beautiful images of last night are in my mind.He silently thought: "I will give you a lot of sweetness tonight."

The taxi stopped downstairs in the community, and Yang Qingze put on the coat in his arms again.He knew that he couldn't exhaust Shen Zhizhou, so he just quickened his pace to go home.

The elevator stopped on the 19th floor, Yang Qingze just got out of the elevator, and Shen Zhizhou turned around and took him into his arms.There was still a cold smell on his body, Yang Qingze shivered subconsciously.Shen Zhizhou chuckled, and squeezed his cold lips behind his ear.Immediately, regardless of Yang Qingze's reaction, he opened the door and ran into the bathroom.

Yang Qingze sighed softly, turned around and went to the kitchen.

When Shen Zhizhou came out of the shower, Yang Qingze just served the heated soup.Yang Qingze looked up, and almost lost the soup bowl in his hand.

Shen Zhizhou lifted his skirt, bent down and bowed to Yang Qingze.The angle of his bending is so beautiful, and the gorgeous princess dress is on him, which is a bit too beautiful.

Yang Qingze's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and finally his eyes wandered on the ancient gauze clothes hanging on the balcony.A few days ago, he occasionally mentioned that Shen Zhizhou looks good in ancient clothes.Originally, it was a taste that he thought he was implying, but he was misunderstood by Shen Zhizhou that he wanted to wear it.As a result, within a few days, Shen Zhizhou came back with a set.Yang Qingze originally thought that he was going to wear it, but after drinking three or two glasses of red wine, Yang Qingze put it on by himself.In the end, it was inevitable to be tossed by Shen Zhizhou.Thinking about it now, Yang Qingze was still ashamed and angry.Even looking at Shen Zhizhou is not pleasing to the eye.

"Isn't it pretty?" Shen Zhizhou lifted up his skirt and turned around, the bow on his chest fluttered like a butterfly spreading its wings.Yang Qingze's face remained motionless, and he didn't even bother to look at him.As soon as he opened his mouth, he just said: "Drink some ginger soup first to prevent colds."

Shen Zhizhou didn't believe this evil, he approached Yang Qingze, raised his hand in front of him and asked, "Are you nearsighted?"

Yang Qingze rolled his eyes upwards, ready to ignore Shen Zhizhou.

"I'll take you to get glasses fitted tomorrow," Shen Zhizhou moved closer to Yang Qingze's side, and the scent on his body dissipated.He said: "I saw glasses with a silver frame last time, and I really wanted to buy them for you, lest you think I cursed you so you didn't buy them." "

Yang Qingze pinched his nose and asked him: "What is this smell on you, why is it so sweet?"

"I don't know, Jiang Wancheng sent it last time." Shen Zhizhou clicked his tongue and said, "I think I'm sweeter, can you still hold it?"

Yang Qingze twitched his Adam's apple, he couldn't help it.He tried to stay away from Shen Zhizhou as much as possible, none of the things Jiang Wancheng sent were normal.

Shen Zhizhou grabbed his back waist, his tone was hoarse with some kind of impulsiveness.He said, "I want to run, but there is no way."

Yang Qingze had no hope of retreating, and was pushed straight onto the bed by Shen Zhizhou.The pajama pants slipped down the calf with the friction, and Shen Zhizhou grabbed his ankle.Regardless of bending over, there was still some cool lips on Yang Qingze's ankle.Yang Qingze's whole body trembled uncontrollably, which moved him more than a kiss in some ulterior place.Of course, the main reason was that the things Jiang Wancheng gave had an aphrodisiac effect.

In fact, this incense does have some ulterior meaning.This was tuned by a friend of Jiang Wancheng himself. They called him "lascivious", which translates to "teasing".Shen Zhizhou regarded it as perfume, and it was not enough to spray it on his clothes, and he also sprayed a lot on his neck and wrists.

Yang Qingze was stunned by Shen Zhizhou's actions and lost two of his souls. His five senses gradually amplified, and Shen Zhizhou's lips were all the way up at his ankle.Just when Yang Qingze thought something would happen, Shen Zhizhou let him go.He opened his eyes full of water vapor, and saw Shen Zhizhou pull up his feet and stuff them under the skirt.He said: "Don't care about me, don't look at yourself, it doesn't matter what the ice is."

Yang Qingze moved his feet, and they just touched under Shen Zhizhou's lower abdomen.He subconsciously wanted to retract his foot, but Shen Zhizhou held him through his skirt.He rubbed Yang Qingze's feet with his hands through the skirt, and between the rubbing of the clothes, he heard Shen Zhizhou's almost inaudible voice saying: "It's warm here.".

Yang Qingze's heart warmed, and he softened.Shen Zhizhou pulled the quilt to cover his warmed feet, turned over and lay beside him.

He opened his arms to him and said, "Don't you like me?"

Yang Qingze was a little dazed, but finally said firmly: "Fuck, your uncle."

"Leave him alone, come fuck me." When he said this, his eyes flickered, as if it was a silent seduction.

Yang Qingze was so confused by him that he had no choice but to turn over and cover his lips. □□When it was thick, the beast in clothes hung the loose skirt around the waist and said: "I don't care, you can move by yourself today."

Yang Qingze's center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell down and broke his lifeblood.Shen Zhizhou was not in a hurry, as if he was determined to win.He put one arm around his waist and the other on his back.

"No." Yang Qingze squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his body was imprisoned by Shen Zhizhou and he couldn't fall down.

"One for another, I'm already wearing a small skirt." Shen Zhizhou began to pretend to be pitiful, and drew circles around Yang Qingze's waist with his fingers.

"That doesn't work either," Yang Qingze retorted bravely, "You've already taken it off."

"Okay then," Shen Zhizhou compromised quickly this time, he said, "You put it on for me.".

Although Yang Qingze had doubts, he still reached out to Shen Zhizhou's waist and pulled the belt of the skirt.Suddenly, his center of gravity became unstable, and he felt that something penetrated his soul from bottom to top.Shen Zhizhou circled him and patted his back reassuringly, and said softly: "Relax, I'm going to be pinched to death by you."

Yang Qingze's mind was buzzing after being stabbed like this, and he couldn't remember anything.

Shen Zhizhou pinched his waist and coaxed him to move.Only then did Yang Qingze come to his senses, and immediately wanted to turn over, but was held down by Shen Zhizhou.What followed was Shen Zhizhou's breathing that gradually became heavier, and he said seductively: "Baby, move again. Like just now, um, lighter."

Yang Qingze's resistance was fruitless and he had no choice but to pull the pajamas thrown aside to cover his face.

Shen Zhizhou laughed twice and panted a few times before teasing him with a suppressed voice: "There is no one, what are you covering?"

"Shameless," Yang Qingze sat down abruptly, only to receive a long sigh from Shen Zhizhou.He said, "You are shameless."

Shen Zhizhou smiled happily, bowing his body to cooperate with his movements.He said, "With you, what face do I need?"