What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

back to the hotel.

Xu Zhencheng casually threw the envelope on the coffee table.

Fan Zhean blinked slowly, "What's in the envelope?"

"Some unpopular photos," Xu Zhenzheng lit his first cigarette tonight, "If you are curious, you can see it if you want."

He said casually that Fan Zhe'an really picked up the envelope, and the moment he opened it, Xu Zhenxin's heart jumped violently, and he held his hand that pulled out the photo.

"Child, if you read it, you may not be able to fall asleep." Xu Zhenxin reminded kindly.

Fan Zhean tilted his head, "No, I sleep well. The more you say that, the more curious I am."

Xu Zhencheng let go of his hand, lit the cigarette, and glanced at his expression after taking a puff.

It has been a long time, and Xu Zhencheng has forgotten the specific scale.It seems to be photographed in front of a mirror, it seems to be worn and it seems not to be worn, anyway, it must not be worn much.At that time, his hair was not so long, reaching to the shoulders at most, so if he didn't wear clothes, his body line should be very clear...

There are two photos, which seem to be wearing cat ears and tails... When taking these photos, he deliberately did his homework, and he clearly felt the boy's preferences.

I fuck.

The more I think about it, the more ashamed I become.

Xu Zhencheng's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.The look in Fan Zhe'an's eyes was very guilty.

Fan Zhean looked at each picture for a long time, as if he couldn't see clearly because of drinking too much, and seemed to be savoring carefully.No matter what the reason was, Xu Chengcheng felt that his shame, which he hardly ever showed, was about to burst.

In short, Xu Zhencheng wanted to take that photo away, tore it up and swallowed it.

When Xu Zhenzhen went to get it, Fan Zhe'an raised his hand up, and Xu Zhenxin missed it and almost fell into his arms.

Xu Zhencheng threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and said in a friendly voice, "Kid, don't look at some photos indiscriminately, it's easy to get needle eyes."

Fan Zhe'an raised his hand and said, "Don't keep treating me like a child, you're not that old."

"Why aren't you?" Xu Zhencheng sat up straight and said contemptuously, "You little brat who has never been in love."

Xu Zhencheng looked at Fan Zhe'an carefully, Fan Zhe'an must be drunk, but he was still pretending to be sober, his ears were red, and his eyes had a strange light.

Fan Zhean let go of his hand, and the photos fell down and scattered all around.The lighting in the living room was very bright, and there was nowhere to hide all the details of those photos.

There is a picture of Xu Zhenzhen wearing cat ears, which fell between Fan Zhean's legs.

When Xu Zhencheng went to pick up the photos, he found that Fan Zhe'an was wearing gray sweatpants today.Xu sincerely admitted that he was drunk.Because he saw the gray sweatpants sticking up.

Accidentally touched a branch... Well, it's big and well shaped...Xu Zhencheng, what the hell are you thinking!chop hands!

Fan Zhean looked at his movements, raised his mouth and smiled, "Do you still think I'm a child?"

Xu Zhencheng swallowed his saliva.

Who the hell can bear this?

I don't know who made the movement first, but in the chaos, both gray and black sweatpants slipped down.

Xu Zhencheng bit Fan Zhe'an's Adam's apple in a tricky way, and Fan Zhe'an pinched Xu Zhenzhen's chin, and blocked his mouth with practical actions.

The kiss was long and lingering, whiskey mixed with flavored tobacco, it was a mature and lustful breath, Xu Zhencheng went from being very drunk to being heavily drunk.

Drunk, felony.

Guilty, guilty.

Verzhe'an's kissing skills were jerky, but not without skill, at least he knew when to pry his lips.One hand is enough for him to hold Xu Chengzhen's face, kissing him to the depth, it seems a bit unbearable.

After being released, Xu Zhenzhen's voice trembled, "Fan Zhe'an, can you do it?"

This is the most annoying interrogative sentence for every man.Fan Zhean turned back and kissed him again.

"Xu Chengxin, I always feel that you look down on me." Fan Zhe'an buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder and rubbed against him, smelling the nice woody fragrance, and feeling his body getting hotter.

Xu Zhenzhen lay comfortably, "Why do you ask that?"

Fan Zhe'an muffled: "I don't know, because you always treat me like a child? You are only a few years older than me."

"Six years older."

"I know, I don't need to count so finely every time, I can count even more finely than you," Fan Zhe'an was drunk, but his thinking was still quick, "190 days, 5 hours..."

Xu Zhenzhen was almost softened by his reading, "Okay, stop chanting, sleep when you are sleepy, don't hypnotize me."

Fan Zhe'an suddenly bit his ear, then lightly scratched the pinna, "Xu Chengxin...you smell so good..."

The ears are Xu Chengxin's sensitive forbidden area, which makes Xu Chengxin's insignificant rationality completely collapse.

"You're done. You provoked me first. I don't care if you're really drunk or fake." Xu Zhenzhen squinted his eyes and pulled Fan Zhe'an up from the sofa.

After dragging and dragging, the person was sent into the bathroom.The bathtub in the hotel is much bigger than the one in his home.Xu Zhencheng turned on the shower, and the sprayed water instantly drenched all the clothes.

After he squatted down, Fan Zhean sat on the edge of the bathtub, looking at him in astonishment.

Xu Zhenzhen pinned his half-wet and half-dry long hair behind his ears, and kissed Xiao Fan.

Men understand men and know how to be comfortable.

Up and down, left and right, don't miss any blind spots.All theoretical knowledge is more thorough than a practice.

The term "teach yourself without a teacher" is not without reason.

Xu Zhencheng's cheeks were a little sore, and he couldn't speak, but Fan Zhe'an was told countless things in his eyes.

Your good brother is in my mouth.

How about it?Comfortable?

Fan Zhean's breathing was rapid, like a fish just landed, ready to be slaughtered.He didn't know where to put his hands properly, he touched Xu Zhenzhen's hair for a while, and put his hands on his shoulders for a while.

Xu sincerely understands: If there is no rejection, it is acceptance.

Because of the acquiescence, Xu Zhenzhen worked harder.

The sound of the water covered up other sounds, and the water temperature was not too high, but their own temperature was sufficient, so it seemed that the water temperature was not so important.

Enshrouded in water vapor, hot and humid, disordered and derailed.

Probably because he didn't know how to interrupt Xu Chengxin, Fan Zhe'an pulled his hair, forcing the man to let go of what was in his mouth and look at him.

Xu Zhenzhen's Adam's apple rolled down when his hair was pulled, he raised his head dissatisfied, licked the corner of his mouth, and looked at Fan Zhe'an dimly.

The condescending Fan Zhe'an said hoarsely: "This is also part of the business trip? Boss Xu."

Fan Zhean, who had called him Xu Zhenxin all night, used this title again, like a wake-up call in the morning, reminding that the illusion of the night is over.

The shower washes away a lot of illusory beauty, and the drunken dream is long overdue.

Xu Zhencheng wanted to slap himself in the head for being a gangster, what did he do? !

Xu Zhen looked at him firmly, "No."

Fan Zhe'an let go of his hands and did not speak anymore. He showed a confused expression rarely seen, feeling unable to adapt to the current situation, and a little bit unsure of what to do is right.

It was as if Xu Zhencheng had been poured a bucket of ice water, and most of the alcohol that made him muddy dissipated.Stand up and say: "It seems that the restriction is over, let's rest early, don't take it seriously, we are a little unconscious today... I will give you the money when I go back, you don't have to force yourself to do this kind of thing at all, don't act like that There’s no such thing as a deal that can’t be put on the table.”

Xu Zhencheng turned off the shower, and the bathroom became extremely quiet. He dragged his heavy body, regardless of the fact that his clothes were completely wet, he returned to the bedroom and closed the door.

Fan Zhean's breathing was still a bit short of breath, he looked at his hand, he had touched Xu Zhenzhen's long hair a minute ago, and the touch remained on the surface.It was as if he had encountered a finale problem that he couldn't solve no matter how hard he tried, and the feeling that it was out of his control was very uncomfortable.

Everything was a bit messy tonight, starting with him uncontrollably kissing Xu Zhencheng himself.

Is it out of curiosity?Curious about the mellow aroma of whiskey, or the taste of sincerity?

Alcohol is a good thing, obviously it has not been long, he can't remember what happened just now, it's too exciting, especially when he saw Xu Zhenzhen looking up at him, his slightly drooping eyes, with Moisture looked at him...

Xu Zhencheng always said that he has a strong spirit of seeking knowledge, but his mentality seems to be heading in an uncontrollable direction. What kind of emotion is mixed in the curiosity and exploration that he thinks...

After meeting Xu Zhencheng, he lived a different summer, which was long, hot, and full of woody fragrances.

The usual clear thoughts were in a mess, Fan Zhean took a deep breath, not daring to think any more.