A branch of red apricot came out

The quilt was given to Fu Luyang, so tonight the two of them will sleep in another quilt. Yan Nuo stood by the bay window and didn't even want to take the doll. It must be a big living person, but if you don't take it, you can't take him into your arms as soon as you turn off the light, you will probably be beaten badly.

Fang Le didn't know that his little Jiujiu had already done a set of sit-ups on the bed, put his hands flat on the bed, and stood up with his legs bent. It was more tiring than getting up with someone pressing his insteps and hugging his head. Now it was an intermission. Looking over at Yan Nuo, "We agreed to do it together, where did your mind wander?"

In the blink of an eye, Brother Sichun's repeated emphasis on "personal safety" echoed in his mind. He reluctantly grabbed a doll and threw it on the bed, "It's been a while since you've done it, two hundred would be too much."

"It's been a long time, almost a year without exercise." Fang Le saw that he was also lying down, a little worried, "You do it slowly, don't go too fast, I guess I might not be able to keep up with you."

"Okay, I'll follow you." Yan Nuo said with a smile, "Get ready, get up."

Fang Le's speed is relatively leisurely for him, and after doing a few together, he couldn't help but want to talk, "Listen to me, I'll recite the text, it's my homework tonight, how about it."

"it is good."

"What are you carrying, tell me."

"The Road to Shu is Difficult."

"Hey! The danger is so high! The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky. Silkworms and yufu, how at a loss to found a country! You are [-] years old, and you are not inhabited by Qin Sai. Xidang Taibai has a bird road. , can cross the peak of Emei. The earth collapsed and destroyed the strong man to death...the strong man died...dead..."

Fang Le answered, "Then..."

"And forget about it."

Fang Le: "..."

Yan Nuo was suffocated and anxious, "Remind me, Teacher Fang, what is next?"

"Then the ladders and stone stacks are connected." Fang Le lay back on the bed again, panting with exhaustion. He glanced at him, "I was just reminding you."

This time it was Yan Nuo's turn: "..." He was speechless because of his stupidity.

He also stopped, stretched his body to rest, "Hey, tell me, what will happen to you if I scratch you now."

Fang Le was very calm, "Fight, bring Fu Luyang over to beat you together."

"You can't count on him, why don't you try."

"Get out, egg." He bent his legs again and started the third set, "Continue to carry on, don't interrupt."

In the end, Fang Le only did four sets, and the last few sets were as sore as sparkling water. Looking at Yan Nuo again, not only did he finish five sets, but he still had nothing to do. Pointing at the door angrily, "Go and dry the clothes."

Oh yes, the clothes haven't dried yet, and I heard the beeping of the washing machine while watching a movie.

Yan Nuo got out of bed, Fang Le rubbed her stomach and followed behind, Sanhua jumped out of the shoe box when she heard the movement, and followed Fang Le's calf to the balcony, the two of them finished drying their clothes silently in the moonlight like water and gauze , did not go back to the bedroom, but sat in the rocking chair to enjoy the moonlight.

Quietly and comfortably, this time there is an extra well-behaved Sanhua nestling beside her and licking her fur.

Fang Le spoke first, "The moon rises above Dongshan, hovering between the bullfights."

Yan Nuo received it, "Piao Piao seems to be independent from the world, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality."

Fang Le continued, "Although there is no flourish of silk and bamboo orchestras, a glass of wine and a chant are enough to narrate the quiet feelings."

"Well, let me think about it," Yan Nuo tried hard to recall, it seems to be "Lanting Collection Preface", there is a line he likes most in it, "Emotions change with the situation, emotion is the thing."

"Would you like to drink a cup and chant?" Fang Le turned his head and asked him, "Du Kang is the only one who can relieve your worries."

"The moon and stars are rare, and the crow flies south." Yan Nuo stood up, and being able to answer every sentence made him feel good, "Wait, I'll get RIO."

Fang Le once again demonstrated his skill of biting off the bottle cap in a second, Yan Nuo raised the bottle, "Cheers."

"cheers."

After taking a sip of the wine, both of them laughed, Yan Nuo sighed, "Fuck, we two are so fucking hypocritical."

"Well, tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival, are you going back to Nuanshutang?"

"No, I didn't return last year. I made [-] yuan by drawing manuscripts at home."

Fang Le asked, "What about this year?"

"Study hard this year, the monthly exam will be after the holiday," Yan Nuo shook the bottle, "You are not nervous, I am still quite scared."

"What are you afraid of?" Fang Le laughed, and touched him again, "What were we betting on, do you remember?"

"No progress, take a shower, regress, fire."

"Then if you make progress, do you want a reward?"

"Of course," Yan Nuo said happily, "What kind of reward, I can say whatever I want."

"Let's talk about it first." Fang Le took a small sip of the wine, which was blue rose whiskey. "The size of the reward depends on your progress."

"Then wait until the monthly exam is over, lest I think about the reward, but it turns out that I haven't improved."

"No," Fang Le said with a light smile, "how could it be?"

This side fell into silence again, only the moonlight was flowing slowly, the two of them touched each other from time to time, although they didn't talk anymore, it felt like they had talked a lot, the rocking chair creaked and swayed, Yan Nuo took several sips in a row , and finally raised his head and let out a sigh of relief, borrowing the courage to drink and say, "Want to listen to music?"

As a result, a certain person was particularly disruptive to the atmosphere, and he kept laughing before answering, laughing so hard that all the courage he had accumulated with great difficulty was exhausted, "Forget it if you don't listen."

"Listen, listen," Fang Le held back his flattering smile, "I want to hear it, I just thought of you singing "Uncle Li"."

"You don't need to say it." Yan Nuo was wronged, "I also want to sing without losing my tune, so I have been looping the single every day for almost a month."

"Yes, what song is on repeat?"

"That time you were half drunk and sang "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter", do you remember?"

Fang Le looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "I'll help you start."

"Get up." After saying that, he immediately regretted, he grabbed his wrist to stop him, "Don't get up, it's better not to sing, sleep."

"Autumn should be very good. If you are still here, even if the autumn wind is cold, it will be beautiful." Fang Le hummed in a low voice, motioning his wrist to signal him to answer, but saw the man's lips tightly pressed, so his eyes were full of tears. The smile became stronger, and he continued to sing, "You in late autumn fill my dreams, like fallen leaves flying, tapping on my window."

Yan Nuo's mentality was about to blow up again, no wonder Hua Qianyuexia's heartbeat was disturbed, he still didn't dare to speak, he only let out some nasal voice to echo, but he was immediately encouraged, his wrist was held back, and Fang Le was bit by bit on the back of his hand. Tap the rhythm for him with your fingertips, "Speak out, I'm not laughing at you."

So in this ambiguous atmosphere, the person whose heartbeat and breathing is abnormal really opened his mouth, "I am so lucky to meet on this planet on the same journey and light up my misty life. No one stays like you In my thoughts, I have never doubted that this world is very good."

Every word and every sentence is a confession of entangled emotions, and every tune is trembling because of nervousness. Fang Le heard him sing a few lines, and couldn't help humming again. Slowly, he stopped beating the rhythm. , let go of his hand, turned around and hugged Sanhua and rubbed it into his arms. At this moment, he felt that it was so wonderful that it couldn't be more beautiful.

It doesn't matter whether Yan Nuo finally finished singing or not. His eyes seemed to be covered by veils in the moonlight. He couldn't help licking his lips, feeling his mouth was dry, and some emotions that were so strong that he couldn't control them , he seemed to hear himself confessing, "Fang Le, I, I seem to like you."

"Huh?" Fang Le opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were moist, as if he was three points drunk again, his lips were stained with fruit wine, and he smiled moistly, "What did you say?"

Yan Nuo suddenly came back to his senses, blushing so much that he was about to be steamed, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Fang Le approached slightly, he didn't look like he was three points drunk, he was clearly sober, "Yan Nuo."

"I..." The person being questioned hesitated for half a second, half a second was enough for him to think through, "Fang Le, I don't seem to be, I just like you."

After finishing speaking, I leaned over, regardless of whether he agrees or not, kiss first and then talk.

The feeling of kissing was not very good. The soft lips hit the teeth and it hurt. Both of them lowered their heads and covered their mouths with a muffled groan. Nuo, the lips are also stained with blood.

The two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

Now that he knew he was scared, Yan Nuo was still burning face, he called softly, "Fang Le."

"You are quite wronged." Fang Le wanted to be angry and laugh at the same time.

"Fang Le," he immediately softened his tone, "Fang Le, you..."

"You're too violent," Fang Le stood up holding Sanhua and walked to the bedroom, "I, I'll think about it."

He was poured with cold water just after confessing his confession, and the hot and dry body of Prince Yan instantly cooled down a lot. Now he regrets and wants to kill himself. He picks up the unfinished wine on the small table and swallows it in one gulp. He rubs his face and points to the sky Mingyue said bitterly, "It's your fault."

Since ancient times, there have been countless pots on the moon's back, so naturally he didn't care about adding more tonight.

After licking off the bloody smell on his lips, Yan Nuo followed him back to the room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fang Le squatting on the ground and petting the cat. Darkness can at least hide one's shame.

Unexpectedly, Fang Le didn't make a sound, didn't ask him why he turned off the light, and still squatted on the ground motionless, so someone reasoned that the master was possessed, and went to turn on the night light, "Fang Le."

"What?" Fang Le turned his face away slightly, as if trying to hide.

Yan Nuo became more and more sure, he walked over happily and pulled him up, holding his wrist much stronger than usual.

"Don't move." Yan Nuo softly coaxed, raised his hand to touch his face with the back of his hand, sure enough, it was scorching hot.

Fang Le was led to sit on the bed without a temper, and Yan Nuo faced him, his heart exploded into pieces of fireworks, and he began to play tricks, "You taught me, when you do the problem, you can't do it with the same way of thinking, just start over with a different way of thinking. He paused, and continued, "I just failed to solve the problem. Let me do it again, okay?"

It's a good thing that the night light only emits a faint warm yellow, otherwise the two people's faces would be hotter than the other.

The feeling of kissing has also been redefined. It's so wonderful that it's indescribable. When the soft lips touch, there is a little warmth. The soft Yan Nuo is in a mess. Fang Le feels the corner of his mouth curled up, and immediately turns away, ashamed. It's sputtering.

"Are you still thinking about it?" Yan Nuo asked.

"I don't think about it." Fang Le said.

The corner of the mouth of the person who confesses successfully cannot be bent, "Fang Le, I like you."

"I know."

"Fang Le, I like you."

"do not talk."

"Fang Le, I..."

"Stop it."

It turned out that I knew that I could like it so much after I said it, how could I stop it, I couldn’t stop it at all, I was lying on the bed and ready to sleep, Yan Nuo was still confessing his love over and over again, "Fang Le, I like you."

Fang Le has quickly become immune, he gripped the corner of the quilt and chuckled, "You are puppy love."

"Well, not only puppy love, but also teacher-student love." Yan Nuo walked up to him, and hugged him without any explanation, "Teacher Fang, I like you."

"Have you said enough?" Fang Le laughed.

"No, it's not enough. If you don't want to hear it, just stop me."

Maybe he was still not fully immune, Fang Le's face started to burn red again, he turned his head unwillingly, and kissed his chin first, before he could find the position of his lips, he was kissed by his cheeks.

This time not only the lips were touching, but also who opened the mouth first after kissing for a long time. The moment the lips and tongue touched, Fang Le felt that his head was not working well, dizzy, his lips and teeth The time is the same mint toothpaste, the tip of the tongue is getting more and more entangled, green and longing, the kiss is getting deeper and deeper.

The heartbeat rang in my ears, and it rang for a long time. Finally, Yan Nuo ended the kiss by pecking at the corner of his mouth. In the silent bedroom, two people who were so shy that they were about to evaporate themselves didn't know how to face each other. For this scene, after kissing, should I say something?

Yan Nuo pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "We, are we developing too fast?"

Fang Le was amused, and responded in a low voice, "Well, it seems to be."

"It can't be our fault, it's the right time, place and people."

"Ah."

Yan Nuo hugged him tightly and asked, "When did you like me?"

"...don't ask." Probably when searching for "like" in the browser.

"I seem to have liked you very early." Yan Nuo buried Fang Le's shoulder, sullenly, "It's love at first sight, fuck, it's so hypocritical."

Fang Le's heart was filled with sweetness, Yan Nuo said again, "I still want to say 'I like you', if you ask me, just ask 'Yan Nuo, do you like me', I will answer."

"No." Fang Le refused without hesitation, "Childish is not naive."

"Yes." Yan Nuo hugged him and shook him again and again, "You ask, I really want to confess my love to you right now, very much."

It's so sweet, sweeter than tonight's cantaloupe and all the sweets he has eaten, Fang Le closed his eyes in compromise, "Yan Nuo, you...do you like me?"

"I like it." After speaking, he hugged the person and shook, "Continue."

"Yan Nuo, do you like me?"

"like."

"Yan Nuo, do you like me?"

"I like it, I like it very much."

"Yan Nuo, I like you too, very much."

The person who was about to continue confessing was stunned. After thinking about it, he was so satisfied that he felt sad. He opened his mouth and bit Fang Le's shoulder. .”

Fang Le moved his body, facing Yan Nuo, the two of them kissed stickyly again, Fang Le felt a little wet and salty smeared between his lips and teeth, and suddenly felt a soft pain in his heart.