Rival says he loves me

Strong blueberry flavor.

There is also a slightly bitter tobacco taste.

Mixtures filled Fang Jiayao's mouth.

Fang Jiayao didn't reject the kiss, Wu Wei kissed very gently at first, gently probing along the outer mouth, touching the soft flesh with his tongue.

very itchy.

Wu Wei's breathing gradually became heavy, and the next door he was holding the cigarette casually placed on Fang Jiayao's shoulder, and the other hand went around the broken hair on the back of Fang Jiayao's neck.

Press lightly.

Deepen the kiss.

"Do you have a tongue nail?" Wu Wei's tongue touched the metal protrusion on Fang Jiayao's tongue.

Fang Gayao has a very good face, when he is sitting quietly, watching him is a kind of enjoyment, Wu Wei is very interested in the new discovery on him.

Fang Jiayao didn't reply, thin thin smoke was rising from Fang Jiayao's back, he felt the smell and retreated, but he could also feel Wu Wei pressing forward.

"No more?" Wu Wei asked caringly.

"The smoke is about to go out." Fang Jiayao's eyes were clear.

"Worrying about it and not about me?" Wu Wei put the tip of his nose on Fang Jiayao's forehead, "My heart aches."

Fang Gayao didn't react, Wu's waist felt hot.

"Does it hurt here?" Wu Wei squeezed out a sentence while his tongues were entangled.

"Okay, I don't feel it."

Wu Wei's slender fingers circled around the knife edge on his waist, the movement was very light, Fang Jiayao didn't resist that much, but Wu Wei made it a little itchy, his mouth was itchy, his waist was itchy, two places were vented, Fang Gayao All loose.

"Don't do it, I'm ticklish." Fang Gayao withdrew, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"How?" Wu Wei was actually quite concerned about Fang Jiayao's wound, but he never asked.

"When my mother was ill, she helped with an operation." Fang Jiayao knew that Wu Wei would definitely apologize again if he told the truth, so he immediately added, "It's all over."

Wu Wei himself had a strong aggressiveness, but it was completely hidden in the kiss just now, and only tenderness was revealed, so Fang Jiayao didn't resist, and he could feel the other party's oppression.

Fang Jiayao can be sure of whether he wants to have fun.

He has been probing and asking, even if he doesn't speak, Fang Gayao still knows the emotion in his tenderness.

Unwillingness in the complex entanglement.

Wu Wei was not reconciled.

Fang Jiayao could only be tolerant at the last moment, Wu Wei's unwillingness was related to himself, but he had no obligation to appease Wu Wei's unwillingness.

Fang Jiayao let him kiss until the surrounding voices became noisy.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, there are many people on the road, and they all come out for a walk after eating. The bench made by Fang Jiayao is only a hundred meters away from East University of Science and Technology. Across the street, you can hear the laughing and joking of the young couple on the opposite side.

"Someone." Fang Jiayao reminded Wu Wei in a low voice, now he understood what Wu Wei meant by eating candy.

He didn't feel that Wu Wei was taking advantage of the opportunity, but felt that it was fair, if it was what he wanted, he happened to be able to give it, and if he could pay it off, he would be happy too.

A piece of candy, if you give it, you will give it. They are all friends.

Fang Jiayao lowered his head slightly, then his mouth was empty, Wu Wei turned his head sideways, and swept away the candy from Fang Jiayao's mouth with the tip of his tongue.

"I've eaten the candy, and we'll be friends from now on." Hearing the voices from far and near, Wu Wei let go, put on the back hood, and handed Fang Jiayao the cigarette in his hand. Without a breath, "Don't hide from me in the future, as a brother, the taste of sugar is okay, let's go."

Fang Jiayao took the cigarette and watched Wu Wei pass the intersection, his body hidden in the flowing lamp, and when he came back to his senses and bowed his head, the fireworks in his hand went out.

He opened his mouth to bite, and put his arms on the edge of the chair, cold.

In the evening, Fang Gayao went back to the apartment, packed all the luggage he had brought, and finally lay down after taking a shower, with the sporadic taste of blueberries still lingering in his mouth.

This apartment has been old for a long time, the windows on the third floor can't be closed, and there is always a window slit that will cause the wind. The table for daily use is placed in front, and there are two paper bags on the table.

A small black leather sleeve was exposed from the inside.

Fang Jiayao pulled it along, and a calfskin jacket poured out of the bag. The leather surface was cold, and Fang Jiayao couldn't help covering it with his hands.

Then he called Fang Liming, "Brother, I have something, bring it to Wu Wei for me, it's settled."

Fang Liming was very noisy there and couldn't hear clearly, Fang Jiayao frowned, "Busy?"

"It's okay, the boss just left, and Wei Shao is drinking at the moment, looking in a bad mood."

Fang Jiayao thought for a while, "Forget it, I won't trouble you with this matter, I'll treat you to a drink when I have time."

After a while, I heard Fang Liming find a quiet place to talk, "Is it okay if I introduce that place?"

"It's very good. Brother Xing said that as long as there is work, call me over, and I can pay you back as soon as next month."

"Whoever told you this, you should use the money first, and if you bring it up next time, you won't find any good jobs." Fang Liming hung up the phone half angrily and half jokingly.

Fang Jiayao stared at the clothes, put them flat on a hanger, put them in the innermost compartment of the closet, added a dust cover by the way, then gently closed the door, lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, and looked again For a while, I turned my head to check the time.

10: 30.

Fang Gayao changed into sportswear, finished warming up in the apartment, and ran downstairs for five kilometers. After all the residue in his mouth was blown away by the night wind and his back was wet, he fell down exhausted.

I feel dawn.

For the next half month, I had no interaction with Wu Wei at all.

Even Vanke gave up gossip, he had to run all over the building just to find Fang Gayao, and sometimes he had to run all over the school, he asked Fang Gayao, "Brother Yao, why do you keep shooting for another place? Don't you think it's troublesome?"

"After staying in one place for a long time, I can't bear to leave when I want to leave," Fang Gayao flipped through the book page by page, with the pen clamped on the joints, marking the key points from time to time, "I really hate the feeling of 'reluctant'."

"So particular? Just one seat, so affectionate?" Vanke couldn't understand, and after a while he sneezed, "Brother Yao, I said it's getting cold, and you still sit against the wall, you don't think it's cold ah."

Some of Vanke Fang Jiayao's behaviors are really strange, except that Fang Gayao never stays in the same seat for a long time, the other is that he will always sit in the corner of different classrooms.

The shady place in the whole classroom, he understands on a hot day, but now it's more than half a month in autumn, and it's freezing cold in the morning, Fang Gayao still sits there unmoved.

"Just get used to it," Fang Gayao looked up to the front of the whole room. This classroom is far away from the dormitory, and it's a dark room, so there are few people studying here.

There are few green plants on the white painted windows, let alone sunlight.

There were only a few boys, sitting near the window, with their backs straight, taking notes.

When Fang Jiayao looked down again, he saw the draft that Wu Wei made in his textbook last time, he let out a deep breath, leaned back and asked Vanke, "Are you hungry?"

The two hit it off and started walking back.

Next to the cafeteria is the basketball court of East University of Science and Technology, just in front of the boys’ dormitory, a few people are having fun, Vanke sees complicated eyes, “I usually practice very hard, I don’t know why as long as I get to Nanjing University, I’m finished. .”

"Southern University?"

When we got to the cafeteria, Fang Jiayao was still chatting with Vanke, "Is it Nantian Hangkong University in northern Hebei?"

"Well," Vanke didn't eat, took a sip of the soup and said before swallowing, "Don't we often play basketball games with it and a few surrounding schools, we lose every year every year, and we can't find it when we watch the games. It’s a joy, it’s a pain to die.”

Vanke spoke excitedly and coughed twice.

Fang Gayao frowned again when he read that the school had no name, and he didn't speak any more.

Vanke didn't enjoy complaining, and after he swallowed it, he continued, "There is a third-year god over there, called..." Vanke couldn't remember it for a while, buried his head in a few mouthfuls of food, and simply gave up, "Anyway, it's He is a very good player in basketball, as long as there is him in Nantah University, it is basically useless." Vanke thought for a while, then changed his words, "Not necessarily, our school selects newcomers every year, maybe there are great masters here, let's go Just wait and see."

Fang Gayao was noncommittal, and lowered his head to poke Boboyu's chopped green onion.

Because Fang Gayao was too involved in thinking about things, when he found the person sitting across from him, Xing Nan's voice had already called out, "Brother Yao is also here, isn't it a coincidence, isn't it, it's really not seeing each other when you look up, it's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house .”

When Fang Gayao raised his head, he saw Wu Wei pulling the chair and sitting down.

The only difference is that there is a delicate earring on the earbone of his right ear, which is quite simple and has no lines, and it fits snugly on the earbone.

As soon as Xing Nan sat down, he wanted to find a cigarette. When he touched the cigarette case, he put it on the table. Vanke saw that it was not going well, and scolded him, "This is the cafeteria. I want to smoke to the toilet."

Xing Nan said "Hey" in a long tune, wanting to explode.

"It's really inappropriate to smoke here," Wu Wei continued with Vanke's words, and Xing Nan was deflated.

Fang Gayao noticed that when Wu Wei came, he was playing with a gray-blue iron shell that didn't match his style.

Square and square, half the size of a palm.

Fang Gayao kept staring at it out of curiosity, and after waiting for a while, he saw Wu Wei pry open the box with one hand, and picked a shun from inside to give to Xing Nan.

"Eat a piece of candy, blueberry flavored," Wu Wei said after finishing talking to Fang Jiayao, "Isn't it delicious?"

The author has something to say: Wu Wei: Quit smoking, eat candy instead.