How can it not be dusty

There are still three hours until the Dragon Boat Festival, and He Zhan has been sitting at the dining table wrestling with a rice dumpling for a long time.

Since entering junior year, He Zhan has been busy with his studies. In addition, after the abdication of his seniors, he was elected as the president of the hip-hop club with a high number of votes. Xu Weichen.As for the man Xu Weichen, since he finished teaching He Zhan's macroeconomics, he actually stopped teaching. He said that he wanted to concentrate on teaching graduate students, but in fact he was sneaking away.

So the recent situation is that Professor Xu, who is in high demand, is even more vigorous without the work burden, while the person in demand is busy with his studies and careers all day long, and he is perfunctory to Professor Xu, who is at the age of wolf and tiger.

Generally speaking, the sex life is not harmonious.

After receiving explicit complaints from Xu Weichen, He Zhan decided to compensate him.

A few days before the Dragon Boat Festival, He Zhan had checked all kinds of strategies for making zongzi. Xu Weichen is from Shanghai and loves meat zongzi, so he bought pork belly and various seasonings early in the morning, according to the Internet and his mother's guidance All kinds of materials are placed on a large table in a serious manner.

When it was time to start, He Zhan was in a hurry.

Zongzi was really not that easy to wrap, either it was not tightly wrapped at all, or it would loosen after a while, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and several zongzi leaves were scrapped.

Xu Weichen watched from the side, and asked him: "He Zhanzhan, are you sure you don't need off-site assistance?"

He Zhan waved his hand, "Don't come here, I'll be in a hurry with you if you move."

Originally, he wanted to compensate Xu Weichen, so it was impossible for him to do it again.

But after tossing and turning, He Zhan's face was covered with glutinous rice, and the only three or four zongzi were still loosely wrapped, and they were about to fall apart before they were cooked.

Xu Weichen sighed lightly, and instructed him remotely: "Tie the rope once horizontally and then vertically, it will be much stronger."

He Zhan did as he said, but it was a pity that he was still not good at rope skills, and he still couldn't make a decent rice dumpling.

He gave in, and cast a begging look at Xu Weichen.

Xu Weichen sat down beside him, unwrapped the half-wrapped zongzi, wrapped his slender fingers around for a moment, and a standard triangular pyramid came out.

He Zhan couldn't help exclaiming: "Xu Weichen, you know everything."

The person who was praised looked calm, and continued to rescue the dying zongzi, successfully saving the situation.

In the back, He Zhan put away the glutinous rice and meat, and Xu Weichen came to tie them up. The two of them ate them. There was no need to wrap too much. After half an hour, fifteen zongzi were wrapped.

The zongzi was out of the pot and the person rolled onto the bed.

He Zhan was stripped of his shirt, and the muscles on his waist and abdomen have become more and more obvious due to the high-intensity dance practice recently. In the past, some lines could only be seen when the abdomen was tightened, but now the smooth abdominal muscles are lying on the ground. in front of people.

If He Zhan was a freshly ripe strawberry in the beginning, now it is ripe to the point of decay, exuding the strong hormones unique to 20 years old.

Xu Weichen's fingertips lingered from his chest to his lower abdomen, rubbing them for a long time, and he softly asked He Zhan for his opinion: "Do you want to play 'that'?"

Of course, He Zhan instantly understood what he meant, "that" was the way Xu Weichen was very persistent, but He Zhan didn't like it very much.

But today it was agreed to compensate Xu Weichen, He Zhan coughed lightly, "You...try to be gentle."

In the next half hour, Xu Weichen did what the rope did to the zongzi.

He Zhan's mouth was stuffed with "stuffing", and he was forced to open his mouth. Saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth involuntarily. He couldn't move his whole body, and almost every joint was bound tightly by Xu Weichen.

He can be regarded as knowing why Xu Weichen is so good at making zongzi.

He was restrained to enter, and his brain center was so excited that his whole body trembled, but he could only groan indistinctly.

Xu Weichen's shirt is now wrapped around He Zhan's body, euphemistically called "Zongye", his lower body moves rhythmically, quickly entering and exiting He Zhan's body, sometimes enjoying his "zongzi" gently and sometimes impatiently.

In the end, the zongzi in the pot was cooked, and the zongzi on the bed shot.