The bright moon goes up to the tall building

The training in the afternoon went smoothly, and Fang Mingyue's anger accumulated because of these people also dissipated a lot.

Before the end of the training, he went to the supermarket on purpose, bought some energy drinks and freshly baked bread, and distributed them to those few people. He suppressed his disgust and said some kind words before taking Shen Gaolou home.

Shen Gaolou laughed while eating on the road, jokingly said: "You are wronged to death."

"For the little slave, it's worth it. Are you tired today?"

"The legs are so weak." Shen Gaolou kicked his legs forward, "It looks like you fucked me all night."

"You know nonsense every day." Fang Mingyue flicked his head: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Let's have hot pot."

"Which store are you going to?"

"Let's buy some food and cook at home," Shen Gaolou said, "I want to stay at home and don't want to go out."

When the two returned home with their things, Loulou was sleeping on the sofa. When he heard the noise, he immediately stood up, and after yelling, he ran towards them bumpily.

"Your mother raised him very well." Shen Gaolou touched the cat, "The fur is smoother than before."

"I'm going to wash the vegetables, you shovel his shit." Fang Mingyue carried the vegetables into the kitchen, and when he came out, he saw Shen Gaolou lying on the sofa with Loulou in his arms, already asleep.

Fang Mingyue walked over, carried Lou Lou aside, and began to massage Shen Gaolou.

"It hurts..." Shen Gaolou snorted, and he opened his eyes: "I just had a dream, dreaming that I was a spy, and I was caught by the enemy when I was on a mission, and I was tortured a lot.

When I opened my eyes, I finally found the source of my dream. "

Fang Mingyue smiled and pulled him up from the sofa, "The hot pot is ready."

During the meal, Fang Mingyue couldn't help but ask, "What else have you lied to me about?"

Shen Gaolou put the lamb back to his mouth into the bowl, raised his head and looked at him: "Guess."

"How could I guess?" Although Fang Mingyue said so, he still thought about it seriously, and said with a smile, "You actually coveted my body a long time ago."

The chopsticks held between Shen Gaolou's fingers knocked on the bowl, making a light "ding" sound, and he waved his hands again and again: "How is it possible, then am I too bad?"

Fang Mingyue originally thought that he had guessed wrong, but when he heard the words "too bad", he inexplicably felt that what he said was right.

"Did I guess right?" Fang Mingyue shouted immediately after finishing speaking, "Don't lie!"

"Who do you think I am?" Shen Gaolou sat back, "I covet your body, and I tried every means to lure you into bed. Who would do such a bad thing?"

"You can even think of me as a babysitter. It's normal for you to do such a bad thing." Fang Mingyue put down her chopsticks, folded her arms on the table, and looked at him leisurely: "Today I will give you a babysitter." You have a chance to confess, you tell all the bad things you have done, and I promise not to be angry."

"I don't believe you're not angry."

"If I get a little angry, I will serve you for the rest of my life," Fang Mingyue said, "I will do what I say."

Shen Gaolou swallowed his saliva, took a big sip of Coke, and said seriously: "Why don't we confess together, if anyone dares to get angry, we will stay with each other for the rest of our lives."

Fang Mingyue nodded: "Yes."

"Shall we go to bed and play?"

Fang Mingyue coughed, "Let's go."

The two put a bunch of snacks on the bed, Shen Gaolou was holding the wine bottle with a straw in his mouth, he sat opposite Fang Mingyue: "Who will talk first?"

"You first."

No one spoke for a long time, only the sound of Shen Gaolou sipping wine, Fang Mingyue stared at the wine bottle, watching the dwindling wine in it, and said, "I'll drink too much in a while."

Shen Gaolou looked up at him for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I have been coveting your body. I want to be fucked by you even in my dreams."

"It's... so exciting..." Fang Mingyue picked up the Coke bottle and stuck it to her face, and said in a stuttering voice, "Then you...the first time you asked me to give you a pistol, did you have this idea?"

Shen Gaolou glanced at him cautiously and nodded.

"Did you make this decision at the time because you thought it would be easy to have a second and a third time after the first time?"

"No, you hardened me, I can't help it."

"The truth," Fang Mingyue leaned forward, staring into those beautiful eyes, "I want to tell the truth."

Shen Gaolou said sincerely: "It wasn't there before you got it for me, but it was after. I... I never thought that you would really agree to help me."

"If I didn't help you then, what would you have done?" Fang Mingyue grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

"Hold it," Shen Gaolou licked his lips, "It's like before."

"You used to react because you thought of me?"

Shen Gaolou nodded: "I can still dream."

"Wait a minute, wait a moment," Fang Mingyue asked, "You often..."

He originally wanted to say "Come and peek at me", but he knew that the current question and answer should focus on the level of "sex".

If peeking occurs, it's not just about "sex".When the time comes, with impatience, the clam shell that Shen Gaolou finally opened is likely to close again.

But he already has a strong feeling in his heart, maybe, maybe the person Shen Gaolou likes has always been him?

He suppressed his excitement, cleared his dry throat, and asked, "Can you see me often? You know I can't see you very often. We are not in the same class."

"I can see it during class, after school, during meals, and during training." Shen Gaolou rolled his eyes: "And when participating in various activities organized by the school..."

"you……"

Shen Gaolou turned his face away: "It's up to you."

Fang Mingyue moved forward to kiss Shen Gaolou's lips, the tip of her tongue swept across his mouth, and the smell of wine passed along their intersecting lips and teeth, making him feel a little drunk.

"Even if you kiss me, you have to confess," Shen Gaolou said vaguely.

Fang Mingyue withdrew her tongue and took a few deep breaths.

Shen Gaolou started drinking again, Fang Mingyue stared at the top of his head and said, "I've never had sex with Riemann before."

Shen Gaolou raised his head abruptly, the straw fell from his lips, he stared blankly at Fang Mingyue: "Have you ever kissed?"

"No," Fang Mingyue shook her head, "I don't feel it."

"Do you only kiss when you feel it?"

"Of course, I'm not you. I can sleep with anyone."

Shen Gaolou's lips curled up and down, up and down, back and forth several times, Fang Mingyue asked worriedly: "Did you drink too much?"

"I..." Shen Gaolou gulped, "I've only done it with you alone."

This time it was Fang Mingyue's turn to raise and lower the corners of his lips, and he wanted to laugh out loud, but he was afraid that this was just a dream, and his emotions would fluctuate too much, and he would wake up from the dream directly.

He hugged Shen Gaolou forward, put his lips next to his ear, and said softly: "I like..."

hum-

The mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly rang. Fang Mingyue closed his eyes and tried to confess again. The atmosphere was gone. He crawled over and picked up the mobile phone. It was his mother who sent him a video invitation.

Fang Mingyue was about to get up and go to the living room, when Shen Gaolou rushed over from behind and hugged his waist: "Don't worry about the phone, what did you want to say just now?

Fang Mingyue, tell me again. "

"My mother called."

"Ah!" Shen Gaolou quickly let go of his hand, jumped off the bed and fell to the ground.

"I haven't answered it yet." Fang Mingyue looked at Shen Gaolou's carefully protruding head, "I'm going out to answer it now. I'm worried about something urgent if I call so late."

"You go quickly."

Fang Mingyue came to the living room, leaned against the bedroom door, and pressed the answer button.

In the video, his mother is sitting in a moving car, and his grandfather is sitting in the back seat with half of his face exposed, and he asks, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"You are at home?"

"Well," Fang Mingyue said, "I'm homesick."

"Your dad and I will go back soon. Look, what did we bring you?"

Fang Mingyue's heart was pounding, he couldn't hear what his mother said after that, he just felt that his mind was blank.

At this time, there was a light knock on the door behind him.

Fang Mingyue came back to her senses immediately, and looked intently at the phone, only to see a paper bag in his mother's hand.

At this time, she was taking out things one by one from the inside, and said as she returned, "This is a coming-of-age gift chosen by your cousin for you, the latest mobile phone..."

"Mom," Fang Mingyue interrupted his mother and said dryly, "Aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

"There are too many people going to your uncle's house, and there is no place to live. We will come back first and go there tomorrow."

Fang Mingyue's legs went limp, he cleared his throat: "I'm going to go out with my classmates right now."

"Going out so late?"

"Mom, don't worry about it, I'm already an adult."