There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

The two were lying on the same bed, each guarding the two sides of the bed, the small double bed forced them to leave a place for one person.

Feng Jiayang didn't feel sleepy at all, Qi Yu's subtle breathing was heard next to his ears, this was the first time he slept with Qi Yu on the same bed, and it was still under the condition of confirming the relationship.

Isn't Qi Yu nervous at all?he pondered.

Feng Jiayang turned sideways cautiously, took out the phone from under the pillow, turned the volume and screen brightness to the lowest, and then swipe to WeChat to open the chat interface with Wang Xiaowei.

The last piece of news was that before he came, he specifically told Wang Xiaowei that he would not go back today and that he was going to find love.

Wang Xiaowei sent three question marks, asking how much fake wine he drank.

Feng Jiayang didn't reply to him, and directly edited in the input box: "Zi, what did you do with your girlfriend before?"

Wang Xiaowei basically replied in seconds: "Fuck, what's going on? Are you really looking for love?"

Feng Jiayang: "Stop talking nonsense, speak quickly."

Wang Xiaowei cooperatively sent four more messages.

"Eat, watch a movie, go to the video game city..."

"Or buy, buy, buy."

"Little girls like to buy clothes and jewelry. In short, I can buy her whatever she wants."

"I promise to act like a baby and obey you."

Feng Jiayang imagined Qi Yu acting like a baby with him in his mind, and couldn't help shivering. His first reaction was that he wasn't acting like a baby to him, but that he had sharpened his knife to kill him.

Feng Jiayang came back to his senses and continued to edit: "What about that night?"

The chat interface kept displaying "the other party is typing", Feng Jiayang stared at the screen for 2 minutes and did not see a word sent by Wang Xiaowei.He yawned, impatiently about to send a question mark, when Wang Xiaowei's message came back.

Wang Xiaowei: "Brother Jia? Are you sure I'll teach you about the night."

Feng Jiayang was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, replied with the word "scroll", and turned off the screen decisively.

He turned around and sketched Qi Yu's figure from bottom to top based on his feeling in the dark night until his eyes rested on his slightly fluctuating chest. Suddenly, Wang Xiaowei's words came to his mind, Feng Jiayang swallowed subconsciously, Facing the person who seemed to be sound asleep, he changed his voice softly: "...Qi Yu?"

Then he asked, "Are you asleep?"

Qi Yu couldn't sleep either. Although he was trying to hypnotize himself, as long as he heard Feng Jiayang's voice, even if the other person just turned over, he would subconsciously tense up and dare not breathe loudly.

The person on the other end did not give up and called again.

Only then did Qi Yu give a soft "hmm", and asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

Feng Jiayang stammered, "Are...are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Qi Yu purposely dug out the two thickest quilts at home, and now he felt his back was already sweating.

"Are you sure..." Feng Jiayang frowned, moved slightly in the middle, and reconfirmed resolutely, "Is it really not cold?"

Qi Yu held his breath and didn't dare to move. He didn't know why Feng Jiayang kept struggling with this question, but since he asked it again, he knew that this person was not satisfied with the answer just now.

He immediately changed his words: "It seems...a bit cold."

Feng Jiayang felt happy, he knew that Qi Yu didn't dare to admit that he was cold just because he was shy, so he moved in again, straightened his arms and said, "Since it's cold, lean against me, it won't be cold if you hold me gone."

Qi Yu's ears turned red, and he was dazed for two seconds before he burrowed into Feng Jiayang's arms.

Feng Jiayang hugged Qi Yu logically, and gently attached his right hand to Qi Yu's back. When he touched the sweat-soaked clothes, his heart felt warm and sore in an instant.

As expected, Qi Yu loves him very much, just sitting on the same bed, his back is sweating nervously, and he can't help hugging him even tighter when his thoughts are lost.

Qi Yu is like a cat basking in the sun, lazily feeling the feeling of every hair on his body being wrapped in the sun, itching and warming, he has never been so relaxed as he is now.

But after relaxing, he thought about Feng Jiayang again. In fact, from the moment Feng Jiayang decided to give it a try, he thought of many kinds of results.

It might be that Feng Jiayang was teasing him, or it might be because he was blinded for a while and couldn't see his own mind clearly, or he was just used to having him by his side.

But when he saw Feng Jiayang sad, his heart would also pick up, and he simply didn't want to think about it, what kind of love is there if he is not in love.

Qi Yu lay obediently in Feng Jiayang's arms, lowered his head and smelled the faint fragrance of washing powder emanating from his clothes, thinking that he would just live every day.

When Feng Jiayang opened his eyes in the morning, Qi Yu was still sleeping. He gently moved the arm that was pressed by Qi Yu's neck, but he didn't twitch for a long time. Eye.

The sudden reaction from below woke him up completely. Before the brain started to work, the body had already taken the first remedial measures. He pulled the quilt to cover it in a panic.

As a normal youthful physiological reaction that every man must experience, Feng Jiayang felt very shy at this moment.

He had never stood up in front of others, let alone in front of his first love boyfriend who only confirmed the relationship the night before.He swept towards Qi Yu in a panic, if Qi Yu found out about this, wouldn't he be a lecherous shit bowl on his head for no reason from now on.

Feng Jiayang shook his head decisively.

But he didn't expect that just pulling the quilt just like that would wake up Qi Yu.

Qi Yu half-opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze: "Brother Jia, you're awake."

Qi Yu's cold voice seemed to automatically transform into a coquettish tone in his ears, Feng Jiayang's lower body tightened, his throat was hot, and he stammered in response: "Well... that... it's still early, you're going to sleep for a while. "

Qi Yu let out a "hmm", and seeing Feng Jiayang's uncomfortable appearance, his heart sank, and he woke up instantly.

Feng Jiayang doesn't regret it, does he?Then he is really sad, he just dedicated his first love and first kiss last night, but he will face the result of being dumped after waking up after sleeping, it is really fresh.......It is very hot.

Qi Yu tensed his nerves, the sheets under the quilt were pulled into a ball unconsciously by him, he controlled his emotions and asked, "Are you...are you going to..."

"Shut up." Feng Jiayang couldn't listen anymore, the bases of his ears instantly turned red and hot at a speed visible to the naked eye, making his cheeks on both sides slightly numb.

Fuck, this guy can be so unashamed.

It's even worse than him, getting up early in the morning to be in a fucking heat, half leaning on his body, looking at him affectionately, and asking him if he wants it!

What kind of person is he, Feng Jiayang, are you staying with him just to sleep with him?

But don't say that this kind of Qi Yu looks really delicious, suddenly he feels that it's not too much to taste as a boyfriend, especially the eyes, why didn't he realize that Qi Yu's eyes can be so delicious before? hook people.

Not only the eyes, the nose is good-looking, the mouth is also good-looking, not to mention the collarbone, down...

Fuck, Feng Jiayang stopped his dirty thoughts in time, and cursed in his heart.

Right now, the room is full of ambiguous atmosphere, Feng Jiayang held his breath subconsciously, picked up the coat that fell on the floor and quickly slipped outside the room, before adding: "I... go wash up first."

Qi Yu looked at Feng Jiayang's fleeing back, and his heart was suddenly mixed.

Little did he know that Feng Jiayang was hiding in the bathroom at this time, he rushed his face in a panic, then stared at himself in the mirror, the more he tasted, the more unpleasant he was, and finally cursed: "Fuck, this guy must have seen his reaction and deliberately seduced him." It's his, it's really his uncle's insidiousness."