A branch of red apricot came out

Naturally, Yan Nuo woke up first the next day. He hugged the person in his arms contentedly, wondering how long it would take for this person to wake up.

Yan Nuo was reluctant to go back to the cage. Although he closed his eyes, his mind was reminiscing every bit of last night. Like a beast, he fancied Fang Le from the beginning to the end again. He played with the ends of his hair with his fingers. , the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't fade away, and he didn't know how to vent his love, so he buried his head and sniffed gently in Fang Le's soft hair, then fulfilled the wish he made last night- --Stay with him, stay by his side all the time.

There was no food at home, and Yan Nuo’s hungry stomach was growling. He turned around carefully, took his mobile phone from the bedside and prepared to order takeaway, and when he turned around again, he saw Fang Le was about to wake up, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his eyes were still open His brows furrowed first.

Yan Nuo lowered his head and kissed his forehead, Fang Le groaned uncomfortably, his whole body's senses slowly came to life, he felt himself sore from his toes to his fingertips, especially his waist and legs, and he fainted towards him with all his strength. In his drowsy head, the word "soreness" in capital letters was fed back, and his throat was not very comfortable. Fang Le wondered if he was smashed by the rolling sky thunder last night during Du Jie.

Seeing his confused and absent-minded appearance, Yan Nuo looked pitiful and cute, "Baby, have you made love to fragments?"

make love?

The dazed eyes gradually cleared up, and Fang Le's brows that had been pecked away were furrowed again. Last night's love affair gradually returned to memory. It turned out that the physical discomfort was not caused by crossing the catastrophe, but by staying up late and taking the long-distance night bus.

Fang Le wanted to swear, but when he opened his mouth, he moaned unbearably, and the moaning was also hoarse. Yan Nuo listened anxiously, and coaxed, "Don't move, I'll get you water, and then I'll rub it for you."

Fang Le drank two glasses of water in a row to moisten his throat. Yan Nuo held him in his arms again, and touched his waist all the way down, "Does it hurt here?"

"What do you think?" Fang Le glared at him.

Yan Nuo pursed his lips and smiled, just the kind of smile that was cheap and good-looking. Fang couldn't be happier to see it, so he reached down to his lower body and grabbed it and rubbed it in his palm, "I'll punish you for being inhumane."

"Are you willing?" Yan Nuo didn't pose a threat, and turned to the hooligan in a distracted manner, "If you rub it again, you will be treated as a human being on the spot, why don't you let go."

Fang Le couldn't be more angry, let go of his hand and added a sentence of "beast".

Qinshou himself said that he would not refute, and began to be obedient again, "I'll rub it for you, I didn't pay attention last night, but I have to blame you for flirting with me."

Fang Le was too lazy to quarrel with him, so she turned around and lay down on the pillow cooperatively. As soon as Yan Nuo lifted the quilt, she saw that his fair skin was covered with ambiguous marks, and she immediately wanted to hum a song with joy.

Fang Le grinned and enjoyed the massage, feeling sore everywhere. In order to distract him, Yan Nuo handed him the phone, "Order, whether you're hungry or not depends on what you want to eat."

"I want to eat you." Fang Le vented his anger without thinking.

Yan Nuo smiled happily, "Haven't you eaten enough?" As he spoke, he touched a lump of buttocks with his fingers and began to rub them.

Fang Le realized that he said the wrong thing, twisted his body and wanted to slap the evil hand away, but the pain in his back was not a joke, because of this twist, the corners of his eyes turned red from the pain in his waist, and he fell back. On the bed, he groaned in pain for a long time but didn't get over it.

This time, Yan Nuo didn't dare to do anything wrong again, rubbed his palms with all his heart after warming them up, and said good things about begging for forgiveness, Fang Le was also angry at his lack of exercise and his unbelievable physique, so he changed the subject to, "Your Xiaoben is settled."

Small book?

Oh yes, Yan Nuo remembered that he had such a small book, that he said that sooner or later he would settle accounts with him.

"Well, it's cleared." Yan Nuo was extremely satisfied, and fulfilled the promise perfectly.

Fang Le hugged the pillow and felt depressed, "It's not allowed in school."

"If you don't flirt with me, I probably can promise not to."

"...you promised to come in the bathroom last night."

"Who made you so delicious?" Yan Nuo licked her lips greedily, "Our teacher Fang is not only good-looking, but also fun, delicious, especially delicious."

Fang Le hummed.

Yan Nuo asked maliciously, "Teacher Fang, do you like the students?"

Fang Le thought about it for a moment, buried his face in the pillow, and remained silent.

Yan Nuo was bad at the end, the hand that was doing the massage in a good manner caught the itchy flesh, "Huh? Teacher Fang?"

While thinking to himself, "It's time to find a way to face the fear of being dominated by itchy flesh", Fang Le tilted his face and held back the shameful confession, "It's delicious."

Yan Nuo was satisfied, "Our teacher Fang is really cool."

Fang Le couldn't refute, and buried his face back in the pillow, and wanted to die with this beast.

The cake that was only made a wish on the table in the restaurant was completely forgotten by the two of them. When Yan Nuo came out to get the takeaway, he saw it and remembered it, so he cut a large piece and brought it to Fang Le on the bed.

Brunch: Cake with congee, topped with rice rolls, scallion steamed rolls and sesame egg rolls.

Both of them were very hungry, and Fang Le didn't want to lie down after eating. Yan Nuo thought about it and suggested, "Then let's go for a walk, and go to the studio?"

Fang Le said "Okay", and when he was putting on his clothes, he found large and small red and deep red marks on his body, and stared at them immediately, Yan Nuo smiled in a naughty and hooligan way, directly lifted up the sweater, and pointed at himself On the collarbone and chest, Fang Le suddenly lost his arrogance.

The studio is just across the street from this old community.

The sun was out today, and the soft sunlight reflected on the snow, making the whole world bright.

Yan Nuo held Fang Le's hand and put it in his pocket, warmly, he said, "Let's celebrate your birthday with you in the future."

"Okay." Fang Le tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "Li Xia every year, May [-]th."

"You gave me such a big gift, what should I pay you back then?"

"It's a courtesy."

Yan Nuo was stunned for a moment, "Honestly?"

Fang Le shook his head again, "Wait until I practice to have six-pack abs."

Yan Nuo chuckled, "Let me do the physical work, it's quite tiring, really."

Fang Le leaned towards him, "I don't see that you feel tired at all."

"That's because my brother has good physical strength, and..." Yan Nuo thought of a metaphor, "Sweets will make you fat, but you still like to eat them, why?"

Fang Le felt that it was better not to answer.

"Because it's delicious." Yan Nuo smirked, "Similarly, you are so delicious, even if you are tired, you have to eat it up."

In the second half of the journey until the studio, Fang Le ignored this rascally bastard.

The front desk receptionist of the studio was playing minesweeper, and when he saw the two people coming in, he got up quickly, Yan Nuo explained to him what he wanted to do, and was taken to the teacher in charge of art candidates.

Fang Le followed, curious about the corridors full of painting and photo frames. Some sketches were too good-looking for him as a layman. Thinking about it, he still prefers the style of drafts in his boyfriend's mobile phone album.

The art test teacher introduced himself as "Mingchen". He is a bald-headed uncle, looks mighty and domineering, and wears a big gold chain like the boss of the gangster. Fang Le would judge people by their appearance and think that they had walked into an underground gang base under the sign of a studio.

Mingchen is free now, so he specially made tea to entertain the two of them. He sat down on the opposite sofa and handed the art test training manual on the table to Yan Nuo, "You should read it as a whole first. How tall are you now?"

"Second year in high school." Yan Nuo replied, he opened the handbook, Fang Le also leaned over, and saw that in the flow chart, it was true that classes had been scheduled since the summer vacation in July.

The whole process was the same as what Yan Nuo knew before. He put the manual back on the table, and Ming Chen asked again, "Is it zero foundation or some foundation?"

"I know a little bit about sketching, sketching and watercolor, but the technique may be amateurish. If I look at it from a professional perspective, I might fail." Yan Nuo explained, "I haven't attended a professional training class. I learned it from painters, and then I read tutorials on the Internet.”

Ming Chen frowned, neither saying yes nor bad.

Fang Le's thoughts came out to protect his shortcomings, and he did something that he regretted and was naive afterwards. He broke the silence and said, "He draws beautifully."

Yan Nuo raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with smiles, he turned his head and explained to Ming Chen, "He's talking about comics, I sometimes receive manuscripts online to earn some pocket money."

Ming Chen gave a clear "Oh", and seeing Fang Le's embarrassing expression of talking too much, he relieved, "If you have time, you can draw a random picture now, so that I can roughly understand your level. "

"I have time." Yan Nuo responded, "What to draw, teacher, you decide."

Ming Chen took the two of them to the classroom, Yan Nuo took the time to shake Fang Le's fingertips, and praised in a low voice, "You are so good."

Fang Le took him for irony.

There are other students in the classroom who are doing their own homework, Mingchen pointed to an empty space, "Just draw this plaster head like them, can you draw, this difficulty."

Yan Nuo nodded, "I'll try my best, let's try first."

Fang Le and Ming Chen stood behind Yan Nuo alone. If Fang Le was sitting on a chair, he would be able to draw with a pen for a long time without knowing how to write it. I feel that this is a bit more difficult than the last question of the Olympiad .

As the time skipped, half a plaster head appeared on the drawing paper. Fang Le secretly compared it with the drawings of the students in front of him. Even if he couldn't see any difference, he insisted on favoring Yan Nuo.

Ming Chen let out a low "hmm" for a long time, Yan Nuo didn't care, and continued to line up the shadow area, Fang Le stood beside him for a long time, it was really uncomfortable, he turned around and half-bent down, and finally squatted directly On the ground, the waist almost folded.

When Yan Nuo saw it, he immediately put down his pen, stood up and helped him up, then turned his head and apologized to Ming Chen, "I can only draw so much today."

Fang Le: "..." Hey!hello!

With his hands behind his back, Ming Chen stepped out of the classroom first, and the two followed behind, all the way to the front desk of the studio. Then Ming Chen said, "You're pretty good, go back."

Yan Nuo was happy, thanked him and asked, "When will I sign up?"

"You can sign up at any time. You don't need to take a crash course. Normally, it's mid-June at the latest." Ming Chen paused, "You have to make up lessons during the summer vacation of your second year of high school. If you want to catch up with cultural lessons, finish the lessons Come again."

Yan Nuo thanked her again, and said goodbye to Ming Chen after adding WeChat.

Fang Le was also happy, "Let's go shopping in the supermarket, how about having hot pot at night, I just have an afternoon to prepare it."

"Okay." Yan Nuo held him again and put one hand in his pocket, exactly the same as when he came here, "Your goal is S or H, isn't it?"

"That was in the past, it's okay to be in Yuanlan now."

Hearing what he said, Yan Nuo squeezed his hand tightly in a punitive manner, and Fang Le hissed in pain, "Hey!"

"How dare you have such an idea." Yan Nuo loosened his strength and changed to rubbing. He was angry and warm, and the bastard said, "I ejaculated several times last night. Do you think you also ejaculated your IQ?"

Fang Le was shocked when he heard it, "What are you talking about!"

Yan Nuo was terribly relieved, and became even more of a jerk, "If you dare to have such thoughts, you will be tied up and not allowed to cum."

Fang Le laughed angrily, "ha" heaved a sigh of relief, and said by name and surname, "Yan Nuo, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." Yan Nuo became more and more of a jerk, and shamelessly locked Fang Le's hand that was about to be taken away, interlocking his fingers, "I'm talking about the tricks I want to play in the future."

Again, when Yan Nuo was shameless, Fang Le could hardly speak against him.

Now with the blessing of yellow waste, it is even more impossible for Fang Le to speak against him.

Yan Nuo teased her contentedly, and then got down to business, "I'm going to chase you, I'll accompany you wherever you go, S University or H University, or any other university you want to go to, I'll take care of it You can’t be in the same school as you, but you can be in the same district and the same city.”

Fang Le was speechless.

Yan Nuo said again, "If you are satisfied with Yuanda because of me, how do you think I will face you in the future?"

"I never thought about it," Fang Le hesitated, "Just now you asked me, I also thought of it temporarily."

"You want to piss me off." Yan Nuo laughed amusedly, "Are you proud of being favored?"

"Speak seriously!" Fang Le warned eagerly, for fear that the topic would turn to pornographic waste.

"And you have so little confidence in me? You personally tutor me, and you know my grades best."

"It's... just okay."

"Do you still want Yuan Da?"

Fang Le pursed his lips.

Yan Nuo was refreshed and in a happy mood, "Let me hear you say Yuanda again, and I promise I won't dare to clean you up until next time."

"You are amazing." Fang Le was annoyed.

"In the past, there was only the trick of scratching the flesh." Yan Nuo sighed, "Now, there are many ways. Expect or not?"

Fang Le: "..." It seems that there is still some expectation?