do you see the horns on my head

calligraphy play

As we all know, calligraphy is a mysterious art that is incomprehensible to Wei Guoren.It has been more than a year since I came to China, and Heinrich's Chinese character level is still at the stage of a kindergarten kid crawling on bugs.

Finally one day, Ao Ze couldn't stand it anymore, and proposed to teach Heinrich how to practice calligraphy, and Heinrich hurriedly agreed.

only……

According to Ao Ze's request, Heinrich had a large water tank in front of him, a stack of rice paper spread out on the felt in front of him, and holding a brush, facing the inscription, he carefully made a ball on the paper... Another cloud of black ink.

It's not that he doesn't want to practice hard, it's that he doesn't know how to use a brush!Although Ao Ze taught it before, when it came time to practice, his hands became like chicken feet.

well!It's hard to be the boyfriend of a dragon with culture and heritage.

Ao Ze burned incense and read a book on the bamboo couch in the distance, and occasionally looked up at Heinrich.Seeing Heinrich's flustered look, and ink marks spreading from his hands to his face, he shook his head helplessly, put down the book and walked to his side.

Heinrich felt movement behind him, like a primary school student being caught by the class teacher, the whole dragon flicked, the pen flicked, and another black ink ball was created.

Before he had time to remove the latest piece of rice paper, Ao Ze had already walked up to him, hugged him with one arm, and gently wiped the tip of his nose with the fingers of the other hand, with a hint of affection in his smile. Ni: "It's turned into a painted face cat anyway."

Heinrich blushed, and retorted subconsciously: "It's not because of you, otherwise I wouldn't be so embarrassed." It's just that his tone was too soft, and it seemed more like a baby.

"Then I'll teach you."

Oze rested his chin on Heinrich's shoulder, wrapped his left hand around Heinrich's waist, held his pen-holding hand with his right hand, and led him to practice from behind.When explaining, the heat from Ao Ze's mouth rushed to Heinrich's ears little by little, and his voice was as pleasant as ever:

"Relax, dip the nib in ink like this, and—"

Heinrich's ears were numb in the wet air, and his body trembled uncontrollably.Fortunately, his was held by Ao Ze's hand, and he only had to follow his strength to move over the paper.So soon, one beautiful character after another was written from under the brush.

Strong and powerful, dignified and unrestrained, this is still the result of grasping Heinrich's handwriting.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Chinese characters in the brush, and Ao Ze's strong and powerful body behind him, Heinrich's thoughts drifted away.He thought about last night, he also had such a hard body behind him, but what they did at that time was much more intense... Fortunately, the dragons are strong, even if they were exhausted yesterday, after two or three hours of sleep , unexpectedly recovered again.

The people in front of him are distracted, how can the people behind them not feel it.Gradually, Heinrich felt something hard against his lower back, and he couldn't help twisting his body.

"Concentrate, don't get distracted." A man's hoarse voice came from behind his ears, and Heinrich quickly cast his eyes on the rice paper. He had already written the second line, and he couldn't help but read out softly: "Heart is love, if you don't It is said..."

"It's 'I love you, I don't care about it,'" Ao Ze said, holding Heinrich even tighter with his left hand. He regretted that he didn't tell Heinrich about his feelings earlier, and it was a waste of delaying the two of them. much time.When he once again thwarted a catastrophe in the world, gained merits and virtues, and was able to reshape his Dharma body in the abyss of the North Sea, he decided that when he returned to Heinrich again, he would never waste their time together again. time.

"The next sentence is 'Hide it in the center, forget it someday.'" Ao Ze gently pressed his swollen desire part against Heinrich's waist, and began to write the third line.His left hand goes under Heinrich's hem and rests on his abs, controlling the rhythm of Heinrich's body.

Heinrich is also a young man with a fresh blood. After being teased by Ao Ze, his legs and waist have already softened, and only one place is so hard that it hurts.But Ao Ze didn't let go of his hand, so he could only lean on Ao Ze's body, watching him ink stroke after stroke on the rice paper.

One stroke, one stroke.

A swipe, a little, another swipe...

Heinrich has never hated the strokes of Chinese characters so much, especially the word "Tibetan", it is anti-human!

Heinrich was impatient, but Oze seemed to be very good at dual-tasking.His focused eyes fell on the rice paper, and when Heinrich's already flushed eyes turned to him, his eyes could also be said to be focused and clear.But this person's left hand has been firmly controlling him, bumping and pulling back and forth, and even gradually began to move down... It's really disgusting!

Finally, when Ao Ze wrote the last sentence, his left hand had already held Heinrich's sensitive part.

Heinrich snorted impatiently, but Oze didn't let him go, and whispered indecent words in his ear with a restrained voice: "Look, my little dragon has grown so big."

"Hurry up and finish writing, please." Heinrich was caught by Oze's most precious part, but he was still holding the brush to write in his right hand, and he couldn't help crying.

"Soon." Ao Ze replied briefly.He has written the last two words.Although his voice was still as steady as usual, the last stroke of the word "Zhi" finally betrayed him.

After finishing the last word, Ao Ze took out the brush from Heinrich's hand, threw it on the rice paper, picked him up horizontally, and walked quickly back to the bedroom.

Sure enough, within ten seconds, there was a heart-pounding sound in the bedroom...

That night, Heinrich ate dinner with his waist supported.

By the way, since then Heinrich has hidden rice paper and brush ink, but soon without exception, Ao Ze found all of them, and gave Heinrich a one-month "plus" Time training", that month was really a month of kidney pain...well, these are for later.

The author has something to say:

"The heart is in love, but it is not called it. It is hidden in the center, and when will it be forgotten" - "Xiaoya·Xi Sang"

Extra hard work, all kinds of deletions and revisions, writing small sweet articles (?) The extra love is going to kill me half-life QAQ