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Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi in front of him, paused, and really didn't want to say whether you like me, after all, it seemed that he was a little...too anxious.

But it was Zheng Zhi who reacted faster to him, Zheng Zhi had already grabbed Fang Youzhong's hand on his shoulder, looked at Fang Youzhong, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Fang Youzhong, you want to ask me if I like you, don't you? "

For a moment, Fang Youzhong, who didn't expect Zheng Zhi to be so honest, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his eyes gleamed with an almost dangerous brilliance, and his deep voice opened: "You know?"

Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Look at your virtue, can I not know?"

"Both and each other, I don't think you really don't feel it." Fang Youzhong refuted back mercilessly, and then said a little uncertainly: "What you said is true?"

"Yo, this is the first time I've seen your expression, Fang Youzhong." Then Zheng Zhi didn't wait for Fang Youzhong to say: "I really like it if I like it, otherwise I wouldn't..." His words stopped suddenly, as if to say to sensitive points.

"No what?"

"I don't know how to have sex with each other." Zheng Zhi seemed very generous, but in fact he said it a little tactfully, but seeing Fang Youzhong's increasingly frowning smile, he understood what Fang Youzhong was thinking, and he curled his lips: "Just It’s just liking, not love.”

"Fang Youzhong, let me tell you clearly, liking is liking, love is love, it's different."

Fang Youzhong still couldn't help but silently uttered two words, but before Zheng Zhi could speak, he also said, "I feel the same way." After all, Fang Youzhong still believed that his feelings for Zheng Zhi came from physical liking .

Zheng Zhi moved his hand away, and being so completely lost in his mind, he picked up the towel and wiped his hair: "I don't have much appetite, if you want to eat, cook it yourself."

Then he walked to the bed and got on the bed. He didn't shy away from Fang Youzhong's expression, and stretched his waist: "If you want to fix it yourself, you can do it yourself. I'm going to sleep."

Fang Youzhong stood at the same spot, seeing Zheng Zhi lying on the bed, covered with a little quilt casually, still couldn't help swallowing, and then smiled wryly: "Zheng Zhi, you are really..."

Zheng Zhi ignored him.

In desperation, Fang Youzhong also climbed onto the bed, looked at Zheng Zhi whose eyelashes were closed and trembled a bit: "I don't care if your hair is dry or not, I said, even though I wore a condom just now, don't you need to apply some medicine later? "

Zheng Zhi suddenly opened his eyes: "Fang Youzhong, are you bothered?"

"How annoying, at least I'm not tired of you now, Zheng Zhi." Fang Youzhong's lips curled up, pressing on Zheng Zhi's body, and at the same time he leaned towards his face, he said again: "Could it be that you want to wait again?" I go out, do it myself?"

While Fang Youzhong was saying this, he clearly felt Zheng Zhi's stiff torso, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly felt that it might not be impossible to lead Zheng Zhi to an abyss.

"Zheng Zhi, I think I should take back what I just said."

Zheng Zhi squinted at him, maybe Fang Youzhong's expression was too tough, or Fang Youzhong's slender body suddenly oppressed him inexplicably, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but put one hand on Fang Youzhong's pressed down chest, and said, "What's the matter? "

Fang Youzhong's expression gradually became calm, but his eyes showed that charming expression, and sincerity was revealed at this moment, he said: "Zheng Zhi..."

Zheng Zhi frowned.

"If I say, I'm in love with you." Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi's expression that didn't change at all, his fingers ran through his short hair, and his breathing was messy: "What should I do?"

Seeing Fang Youzhong's expression, Zheng Zhi clicked his tongue: "You ask me what to do?" He licked his lips: "You want me to ask you, what do you like about me? Then I change it?"

Apparently Fang Youzhong had heard that joke before, and the smile on his mouth was even bigger: "If only I like that you don't love me." Fang Youzhong curled his lips, stuck out his tongue, and licked Zheng Zhi's ear: "You What should I do?"

Zheng Zhi exploded with a national curse, turned Fang Youzhong down and pressed him down, panting heavily: "Stop playing, Fang Youzhong."

"I'm serious, Zheng Zhi." Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi on his body, "I'm not playing."

Zheng Zhi looked at Fang Youzhong under him, his lips trembled a few times, but he didn't speak in the end, he sighed, and then turned over to Fang Youzhong's side: "Let's talk about these things when the time comes."

Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the ceiling revealed by Zheng Zhi's sudden change of position: "When is that time? Zheng Zhi."

"Who knows?" Zheng Zhi grabbed his short hair with one hand: "Shut up, if you are so strong, go down and bring me a box of painkillers." He rubbed his temples: "I have a headache .”

As soon as Fang Youzhong got up, he didn't look at Zheng Zhi: "Then you dry your hair first before going to bed, and I'll go down and get the medicine." Then when he walked to the door, he looked at Zheng Zhi who was also sitting up, and said maliciously: "You It’s best not to turn your back on me and put medicine on your own acupoint again.”

Zheng Zhi twitched his mouth and threw a pillow over: "Go down and get me the medicine."

Fang Youzhong couldn't help laughing.

After taking the medicine, Zheng Zhi, whose hair was dry, fell asleep in a pair of sports pants. Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi's sleeping face, sighed, couldn't help but also climbed into bed, and then went to Zheng Zhi's bed. He leaned over and closed his eyes as well.

It's a pity that Fang Youzhong, who had already fallen into a dream, didn't know what kind of complicated emotions Zheng Zhi's opened eyes had after his breathing gradually calmed down.

Zheng Zhi turned around and looked at Fang Youzhong who was sleeping facing him, his slightly pointed chin was facing him, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch Fang Youzhong's chin.

"Like? Love?" Zheng Zhi squinted his eyes, looking a little puzzled, but then he didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression suddenly became a little strange. He reached out and pressed Fang Youzhong's waist, and then pressed his waist.

He muttered almost silently: "...Fang Youzhong, don't worry, I will not leave you until you take the initiative to be fucked back by me." As he said this, he looked at Fang Youzhong's equally slender and straight legs, and his breath was suffocated .

If only Fang Youzhong's legs could take the initiative to encircle him?Zheng Zhi thought, in fact, Zheng Zhi himself did not deny it, so there is a certain meaning in giving Fang Youzhongshang one after another, otherwise, with his character, he would definitely not want people to hire him.

But before that, Zheng Zhi won't admit that he actually cares about Fang Youzhong's affairs. After all, there is a saying that is good. The person who speaks first will always become weaker. It's not about face, but about the upper and lower ranks. question.

Zheng Zhi felt that it was necessary to let Fang Youzhong fall in love with him, and then be willing to be subordinate. Thinking this way, Zheng Zhi had already abandoned the concept of upper and lower. No matter whether he was superior or inferior during the process, what he valued most now was the result.

However, thinking about Fang Youzhong's actions, Zheng Zhi suddenly felt aggrieved, eh...why?

Fang Youzhong put his hands on his hips, and his eyes, which had been opened at some time, seemed to be shining like stars in the darkness, and he said, "Student Zheng Zhi, are you lonely?"

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The author has something to say: Fang Youzhong: You must be lonely, right?

Zheng Zhi: No.

Fang Youzhong: Lied to you again, Zheng Zhi, do you need me to fill your emptiness?

Zheng Zhi (Jing): Get lost!