Brother Xia's favorite

Fu Jie and Meng Fei lived next door to Xia Yifeng and Song Chen. Originally, Fu Jie proposed to live in the same room with Song Chen, and Meng Fei and Xia Yifeng lived in the same room. In the end, Meng Fei and Xia Yifeng strongly opposed it. .Although Song Chen didn't speak, the step Song Chen took towards Xia Yifeng fully showed Song Chen's attitude.

Fu Jie looked at the sky sadly, thinking to himself, let's do it, let the fuck go, let you go, you bastards.

Song Chen had to compete tomorrow morning, and when he arrived at the hotel near the Education Committee of the provincial capital today, it was getting late.Xia Yifeng went to the bathroom to take a shower while Song Chen was still packing up the utensils to bring tomorrow, and when Xia Yifeng came out wearing only a pair of underwear, wet and naked, Song Chen, who heard the movement, turned his head and looked Unconsciously, he paused at Xia Yifeng's crotch, and then Song Chen's face turned red.

Song Chen turned sideways quickly, pretending to be packing his schoolbag, and called Xia Yifeng in a low voice: "Brother, put on your clothes quickly."

Xia Yifeng thought that Song Chen was worried about catching a cold, so he turned on the TV with the remote control, slumped on the big bed, crossed his right leg and waved his hand indifferently: "I'm not cold, Chenchen, the water in the hotel It's hot, I'm warmed up now, go wash it up, brother is waiting for you while watching TV."

Song Chen murmured vaguely, and quietly turned his eyes to look at Xia Yifeng. Although Xia Yifeng's body was not considered strong, it was very vigorous. His wheat-colored skin glowed with youthful and healthy luster, and there was a slight bulge in his underwear. Song Chen couldn't help swallowing silently.Song Chen moved his fingertips, only to feel that there was a fire burning in his lower abdomen.

Song Chen turned his head away in a panic, stood up holding his clothes, "Brother, I'm going to take a shower."

Xia Yifeng stared at the TV and hummed, and from time to time he was amused by the programs on the TV and laughed twice.

Song Chen walked into the bathroom, the inside was still full of steaming steam, Song Chen took off his clothes and opened the hood, when the scalding hot water rushed to Song Chen's back, Song Chen scooped up a handful of water and poured it on On his face, he tried hard to calm down his mood.

Xia Yifeng's exaggerated laughter kept coming from outside, Song Chen closed his eyes, and the thought that he had suppressed just now popped up again inexplicably.Song Chen shook the water from his hair irritably, and touched the soap that was put aside. The wet and slippery feel of the soap indicated that it had been used just before.A vivid picture unconsciously appeared in front of Song Chen's eyes. Not long ago, Xia Yifeng was standing here just now, wiping every corner of his body with the same soap, Xia Yifeng might still be humming a song , When washing to the crotch, you may even fiddle with it unconsciously a few times.

Song Chen pressed his back against the wall, and slowly stretched his hand down, the echoing sound of crackling water was mixed with Song Chen's low moan, until a white turbidity ran along Song Chen's fingers After splashing out, Song Chen let out a long breath, and sat down on the ground leaning against the wall with some exhaustion.

Song Chen buried his head and thought at a loss, Song Chenchen, what should you do in the future.

When Song Chen got dressed and walked out of the bathroom with a flushed face, Xia Yifeng had already turned off the TV, and he was lying on the wall next to the TV, his ears pressed against the wall, concentrating on eavesdropping on something.

Song Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at Xia Yifeng's nagging appearance, he asked inexplicably, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Xia Yifeng immediately put his index finger to his lips for comparison, then pouted and said, "Shh..."

Song Chen also followed Xia Yifeng's example and leaned against the wall to listen. There were some strange movements from the next door. It seemed that someone had been yelling non-stop in a low voice, and it was mixed with someone who didn't know if it was a table. The sound of the chair or the head of the bed colliding.

Xia Yifeng eavesdropped for a long time, looked at Song Chen with a blank face: "Isn't Fu Yanjie and Brother Meng living next door? What are they two doing at night?"

Song Chen reacted suddenly, his face was ashamed as a boiled shrimp, Song Chen threw the clothes on the bed, ran to Xia Yifeng's side in small steps, and dragged Xia Yifeng's bare waist into the room Liotuo: "Brother, don't listen."

Xia Yifeng was still puzzled: "What do you think they are doing in the middle of the night?"

Song Chen turned his eyes away and shook his head, and replied in a low voice that he didn't know.

"You definitely don't know, Song Chenchen, even your brother didn't figure it out." Xia Yifeng rubbed his arms and jumped onto the bed, dragged the quilt to wrap himself up, and told Song Chen with a look of exploration, "It's okay, I'll ask Meng Ge tomorrow and I'll find out."

Song Chen was a little dazed. After a while, Song Chen came back to his senses and persuaded Xia Yifeng in a panic: "Brother, don't ask Teacher Meng."

"Why?" Xia Yifeng was very surprised, "Are you going to ask Fu Yanjie?"

Song Chen was choked by Xia Yifeng.

"Okay, come up quickly, what are you doing standing there stupidly, is it cold?" Xia Yifeng patted the empty half of the bed beside him, then stared at Song Chen full of inquiry, "Song Chenchen, what are you doing?" After washing for so long? Do you dare to blush a little more?"

Song Chen stammered: "No, I haven't washed for too long."

After Song Chen finished speaking, he immediately turned his face and pretended to look for a hair dryer to avoid Xia Yifeng's eyes. Xia Yifeng's eyes made Song Chen, who was already guilty, even more flustered. Song Chen didn't want and dared not let Xia Yifeng see his abnormal state .When Song Chen was pulling drawers everywhere, Xia Yifeng, who was huddled under the quilt, couldn't help but sigh: "Song Chenchen, the hair dryer is on the table, so big that you can't see it? Are you nervous, Song Chenchen? No It’s no big deal just for a homework competition, don’t be afraid! I’ll take you to the amusement park when I’m done writing tomorrow.”

Song Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately Xia Yifeng found a reason for himself, otherwise Xia Yifeng asked Song Chen, who never lied, might reveal his secrets.Song Chen nodded following Xia Yifeng's words: "Brother, I'm a little nervous."

Xia Yifeng lay on the bed and smiled at Song Chen clearly: "Brother knows! Look at you panic. Bring the hair dryer to the bed."

Song Chen obediently walked over with a hair dryer. Xia Yifeng took the hair dryer from Song Chen's hand and plugged it into the socket at the head of the bed, then lifted the quilt and sat up, pointed to the empty seat in front of him and called Song Chen: "Sit here .”

Song Chen sat down as he said, and straightened his back with his back facing Xia Yifeng. Xia Yifeng's fingers passed through Song Chen's soft black hair and fiddled with it from side to side, and the warm air in the hair dryer soon made Song Chen wet. Hair blown smooth and fluffy.

Xia Yifeng lowered his head, buried his face in Song Chen's hair, took a deep breath and boasted, "It smells so good!"

Xia Yifeng's breath slid over Song Chen's scalp lightly and shallowly, Song Chen's heart softened, he couldn't help but fell back, and leaned comfortably into Xia Yifeng's arms.Xia Yifeng hugged Song Chen and patted him comfortingly: "Don't panic, Song Chenchen, you're definitely fine, no one is stronger than you, Song Chenchen."

Song Chen lowered his eyes and thought quietly, yes, there are many people who are better than me, isn't there just one behind me.