Rival says he loves me

When the neckline was fully open, Fang Gayao still felt a little cold.

He felt that Wu Wei was sometimes very honest, he said he ate meat.

It does hurt a bit.

"Remember to lower it down a little bit, otherwise the neck can't be covered." Fang Gayao knew that Wu Wei's addiction had fallen again, so he didn't try to stop him. He just gave him some symbolic suggestions, so that he wanted to cover up the impression later. Sometimes it can be simpler.

Wu Wei's previous bites could not be covered at all, as if they were intentional. Fang Jiayao said it several times to no avail. When he went to the classroom, several acquaintances would ask himself where he fell again. I am the best at making up nonsense, and I can also reveal the truth.

"Can't cover it? Just now you were facing Wu Yueli, you are not like this."

Wu Wei knew that Fang Jiayao was deliberately angry at Wu Yueli, but even so, he was happy in his heart.

Wu Wei deliberately moved his mouth up a little, until it reached the triangle area of ​​his jaw, "I see that you are showing off quite a lot, let me give you a chance this time?" After speaking, Fang Jiayao's neck felt hot.

When the piece of flesh was stirred up, it still felt like the skin was being torn.

"Easy."

It was because of the many times he was bitten that Fang Jiayao knew that Wu Wei had tiger teeth.

Although it is not very obvious, but it is true that there are two cusps on a circle of white teeth when he is in class. He likes to use this place to bite his own flesh. Although it is very slight, the tingling sensation is obvious .

But Fang Gayao often avoids this kind of pain.

Not because of fear of pain,

Simply because it's cool.

He always feels that he can get whole-body refreshment from the pain point, and when he realizes such a logical relationship, he will try not to show it as much as possible.

Wu Wei has sharp eyes, and can best perceive his own subtlest reactions.

If he finds out that the two of them become addicted together, there are some things that he cannot stop alone.

"Try to hurry up. I haven't seen Vanke for a long time. You can call Nanzi and ask where he is." Wei buried his head in front of his face, and when he fumbled in his pocket, he took a little effort.

My mouth is so dry that I want to smoke|smoke.

He had just squeezed the butt of the cigarette to draw out the cigarette, when Wu Wei grabbed his arm, and the other party raised his eyes, mixed with inexplicable emotions, "Is it because I can't satisfy you."

Fang Gayao was pulled forward by Wu Wei's collar, "You can still think about others when you do this." Then he stared at the cigarette again, put it into his hand, and asked, "Can I not smoke this thing? Is it?"

Then he stuck out the tip of his tongue, and pointed his finger on the tongue, "I want you to whip it."

Wu Wei found out a long time ago that when he did this to Fang Gayao, the other party would not resist, he cooperated very well, behaved like a cat, and would only lazily hang himself on him. Under normal circumstances, he Being able to smoke two or three cigarettes during the whole process, although seeing his expression, was refreshing, but from his own mouth, except for the last remaining smoke, he couldn't get a decent feedback.

Human nature is inherently greedy,

What Wu Wei wanted was far more than that.

"Wonderful," Wu Wei tugged at his neckline, folded the cigarette finger in the other's hand in half, and threw it into the trash can, "What do you need that thing for if you have me, isn't it enough?"

Fang Gayao's shoulders trembled after hearing these words.

Then he couldn't hold back the laughter and slipped out of the cracks in his mouth, and finally turned into an uncontrollable chuckle, and then directly propped his hands behind his body, raised his head and hummed from his nose.

"Aren't you jealous a lot tonight?" Fang Gayao reached out and touched the back of Wu Wei's head from the back, "I'm also jealous with a cigarette butt, have you been drinking?"

Fang Gayao was only half joking, asking this question, in fact, he himself knew all along that Wu Wei hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol tonight, but he was extraordinarily naive, and when he finished laughing, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be the one drinking.

About a moment, he estimated that two bottles of whiskey, plus other miscellaneous wines, he drank a lot, maybe the alcohol Wu Wei got up at this moment, so the arm that was just propped behind his back began to start now. After making noodles, the palms just slid down like this, without pulling anything, just slid down like this.

So Wu Wei, who picked himself up with his arms crossed, replied to him, "I didn't drink it, but I want to drink it now,"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, fished for the person, and kissed him.

Fang Gayao got drunk slowly, feeling the alcohol bit by bit over time, so he was a little bit repelled by the extra slippery tongue in his mouth.

Because it made him uncomfortable.

It's a little difficult for him to breathe now, and he can't help himself when he sits crookedly on it. He can only lean against Wu Wei in front of him, the last straw in the hands of the crosstalk drowning man.

I was reluctant to throw it away, and it was uncomfortable to be tied up.

"Fang Gayao, look at me." Wu Wei separated the people, his mouth was still wet, and he sprayed out hot air. He pinched Fang Gayao's face in his hands and looked at it very carefully. Fang Gayao's eyes were very beautiful. The pupils are black, even in places where there is light, they are still mixed with black.

Beautiful is beautiful, but lacks popularity.

Especially now, the whole person is so decadent.

"Huh?" A short voice came out of Fang Gayao's mouth, and then he laughed again, "What drunk talk are you talking about?"

"Let me ask you something." Wu Wei put the person upright, and put the arms hooked on his body in front of him. Now Fang Gayao looks like a child who is obediently sitting and listening to the class.

Showing stupidity.

Fang Jiayao's body still slid down from time to time, thanks to Wu Wei's slipping.

Fang Gayao was itchy all over and couldn't sit still. In the end, he could only do nothing. He leaned back vigorously, tilted his head upwards, and put the back of his head on a comfortable place, smiling endlessly, "When you finish speaking , let's go to Vanke."

Fang Gayao's ability to detect emotions has been weakened by alcohol.

His senses were dull, so he didn't notice the emotion in Wu Wei's eyes.

"How many of you are here?" Wu Wei pointed at Fang Jiayao's heart, the folds on it were still lying in disorder, through the piece of cloth and flesh and blood, Wu Wei began to be unable to see clearly.

"How many are there? It's just such a small place. Where can I be?" Wu Wei squatted halfway, raised his face slightly, and just looked at him like this, although the other party still had a smile on his face.

very nice.

Although Fang Gayao's eyes were still blinking for some unknown reason, Wu Wei was not angry at all.

Fang Gayao stopped smiling when he finished speaking, turned his head slightly to one side, lowered his head, and fastened his buttons one by one from bottom to top, staring at his red fingertips for a while , you know how drunk he is now.

Too many words will be lost.

He didn't want to let his emotions leak out, if Wu Wei saw it, it might be a little exaggerated to say that there is no end, but it is true that there is no turning back, so taking advantage of the last bit of sobriety, he helped him stand up, "Go out and find Vanke. "

When Fang Jiayao stood up, Wu Wei grabbed his hand, and drew a circle on the ground with his toes, his face was facing Wu Wei, his eyes were hidden, and he didn't speak.

"Wait a minute, I have to button this button," Wu Wei didn't pursue what he said just now, but just undid the top part of Fang Gayao's neckline again, and then put both hands on it, and passed the slide piece through , lowering his head slightly, "This button can only be mine, you know?"

Wu Wei broke Fang Gayao's chin, stared into his eyes, and said word by word, "Know, know?"

Before Fang Gayao could reply, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Is the one inside okay? None of them are working, and the door is locked. Can someone do something serious?"

The people talking outside were impatient and impatient. When they knocked on the door, they basically hit it with their fists, and the screws on the door panel were crumbling.

Wu Wei pushed the door open and took a look outside.

As soon as the people went out, the people outside the door fell silent, and then lowered their heads for a while, and then put a smile on their faces, "Well, if you haven't finished your work, I'll find another place, no Hurry up."

He was in a hurry, all the doors were closed in a room, he didn't know what he was doing, and in the end he knocked on one randomly in annoyance, hoping to scare people out, but when he looked up and saw clearly, the height of the person who came out had the same face. With an obviously displeased expression on his face, he knew it was time to shut up.

It's not impossible to hold back for a while.

Better than being spanked with piss on.

"If the two of you haven't finished chatting, I'm closing the door for you." The man outside was still condescending.

Wu Wei ignored it and went straight out the door.

Fang Gayao was dragged by Wu Wei, so he went out like this. Coincidentally, he met Xing Nan just after he left the door. He was not light at the moment, and there was an extra person on his back, with both arms hooked around Vanke's calf like this. , weighed up.

"Master Wei, I'll go back first tonight and send this thing back to school," Xing Nan was wrapped around his neck by Vanke, and his cold skin rubbed against his throat like this. His mother asked Vanke to give him bad, damp pants, "I'm so drunk, send them back first."

Xing Nan regretted letting Vanke come up.

Waiting to go out, Xing Nan leaned to the side, looked at Wu Wei, "I believe you, when you want to talk, I will explain to the guy on my back."

Vanke kept swearing when he came in, but when Wu Yueli threw a hook, only this idiot bit him, and Xing Nan sat on the toilet lid for a long time.

"By the way, take him away," Wu Wei handed Fang Gayao into Xing Nan's hands, and told him, "Go directly through the back door, and I'll go back to you later." Wu Wei turned his head sideways, looking at Fang Gayao who was just now on top , the whole body is red, especially the joints on the body, the color gathers darker, and now he is raising his head, still laughing at himself.

When Fang Gayao is drunk, his mood will not fluctuate much, and there is no limit between drunk and not drunk. There is only one point, Wu Wei discovered,

He laughs easily.

Fang Gayao doesn't get drunk much, but it's obvious when he pays close attention.

"Take him together, he's drunk," Wu Wei held Fang Gayao's other hand, and checked the part on his neck to make sure that every button on his body was fastened carefully, staring at Fang Gayao, pointing his hand. At the corner of his mouth, with his head down, "When I'm not around—"

"Don't laugh." Wu Wei said as he pinched the corners of his mouth downwards, the soft touch|feel embedded in his fingertips, he was quite reluctant to let go.

After the explanation, he let go, turned his head and charged Xingnan, "Slow down on the road, I'll go to the front to deal with some things, and I'll be there in a while. I'll give it to you, and help me take care of it."

Xing Nan also stared at Fang Gayao who was blushing but still sober, a little inconceivable.

Saying he was drunk was kind of a joke.

Fang Gayao patted Vanke on his back, and asked Xing Nan, "What's wrong with him?"

Xing Nan felt that the hair on the back of his butt was cold again.

"I've never seen that when I'm drunk, I'm hard, and my voice is still out of tune." Xing Nan dragged the person who was sliding down on his back up again, "Damn it, he can't solve it himself, fuck." Maybe Xing Nan Nan was so angry that he couldn't help pinching the opponent's leg, but Vanke moved behind him in protest.

That thing squeezed Xing Nan uncomfortable.

"Let's talk when we get back," Xing Nan's hands were slippery, and he pushed the door to go out, Fang Gayao followed behind, and looked back at Wu Wei before getting on the elevator.

The opponent also stood still.

His eyes were fixed on himself.

until the elevator doors closed.

The line of sight was forced to be interrupted.

When Fang Jiayao got into the car and helped Xing Nan push Wanke honestly on the back seat, he saw that a large area was wet under the front of Vanke, and there was still a smell on it, so Xing Nan took off his jacket directly, Cover Vanke's pants.

I don't know if it's to keep warm, or to escape the smell.

In the end, he emphasized it again to Fang Gayao, "Let's say it first, I didn't do anything to him, I was doing him a favor."

Waiting for the luggage to close the rear door, Fang Gayao could smell the heavy hand sanitizer on his hands.

You must have washed your hands many times.

I guess he didn't have a good time at that time.

Fang Gayao was also leaning on the back seat, barely supporting his head with his arms, with the windows open at the back, he could still be awake for a while when the wind came in.

But later on, the alcohol must have eaten a lot of his brain, and he could feel that he was a little uncoordinated at first, his fingers were numb, and then directly, he lost consciousness.

Xing Nan was sitting in the co-pilot, with his arms on the frame of the car, his face turned outward, and he hooked his collar to eliminate sweat.

Now his ears are still filled with the reverberation of Wanke's voice. For the first time, he feels that Wanke is not a fool, but a little fox.

When I'm drunk, I'm so coquettish|to death.

From the reflector in front of him, he could see a bit of Vanke's side. When he moved his head slightly, he could see the slightly curled eyelashes, and he could also see that he was not sleeping peacefully.

After the car drove safely and steadily for a while, Xing Nan also wanted to doze off, but suddenly heard Jia Yao talking above the back seat, thinking it was because he was uncomfortable, so he turned his face and listened carefully.

Fang Gayao didn't open his eyes, just leaned on the seat, put one hand on his heart, muttered softly, his voice was soft and warm, although there was no expression on his face, but now Xing Nan could feel it, these drunken words I got distracted, so I listened carefully with my ears closed again, and then I managed to follow a coherent sentence out of his mouth,

He saw Fang Gayao adjusted his posture slightly, and pressed his whole palm on his own heart, and kept repeating two sentences in his mouth,

"It's actually here."

"The whole piece is pretending to be you."