I run with the ball, it's exciting

Halfway through the movie, Feng Ming suddenly turned his face to look at Jiang Li again.

This time, Jiang Li followed his gaze to look at the couple holding hands around him, suddenly Fuzhi understood something, and took the initiative to hold the man's big hand.

Feng Ming quickly reversed his grip, wrapped his slightly rough, dry and warm palm, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.

Jiang Li didn't notice, he looked at the young couple in front of him, the girl was coquettishly rubbing against the boy's shoulder, and the boy aggressively pressed her little head on the shoulder.

The little bird leaned on the girl, sweetly.

So Jiang Li hesitated for a moment, tentatively pressed Feng Ming's head, letting Feng Ming lean on his shoulder.

Feng Ming: "???"

Feng Ming suddenly realized something, sat up straight all of a sudden, stretched out his other hand and pulled Jiang Li into his arms, "You think of me as a girl?"

The voice above his head was deep and magnetic, Jiang Li's face was pressed tightly against the man's chest, and he could even hear the vibration in the man's chest, his face was a little hot, "No."

He thought he was attacking, but of course he took Feng Ming as receiving.

But he wouldn't say that if he was killed.

Jiang Li struggled to get up, but was easily held down by Feng Ming, lying in his arms like a disobedient kitten, "Let go of me, watch a movie..."

Feng Ming said lightly, "You can watch it this way."

Jiang Li felt that he was not domineering enough, "It's uncomfortable."

"Oh." So Feng Ming picked him up and put him on his lap.

Jiang Li: "..."

Jiang Li immediately got off his lap, "It's not good either."

Feng Ming pointed to the people next to him, "They are all like this."

Jiang Li raised his forehead, "We are different."

"It's not the same." Feng Ming stared at him with a pair of black eyes, with a hint of danger, "Aren't we a normal couple now?"

Jiang Li met his eyes, the word "fake couple" couldn't come out, stuck in his throat for a long time, and after a while, he finally managed to say, "...Of course."

It always feels bad to deny the situation.

Feng Ming narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, "Since this is the case, let's be more democratic. Lie in my arms, sit on my lap, you choose one."

Jiang Li: "...choose one."

Mr. Feng, you are really too democratic.

Jiang Li quietly glanced around and found that no one noticed them, so he slowly lay down into the man's arms.

The man's embrace was very comfortable, warm and clean, with a faint cold fragrance. His nose was filled with the pleasant smell of the other person, and he unconsciously took a deep breath.

Then he heard a chuckle from the man.

Only then did Jiang Li realize that his behavior seemed to be a pervert, his ears turned red, and he continued to watch the movie as if nothing had happened.

Feng Ming didn't know what the movie was about at all, his mind was no longer on the big screen, he just stared at the hair spinning on top of the young man's head.

After an unknown amount of time, his hand slowly landed on Jiang Li's head, and then gently rubbed it.

Jiang Li noticed it, but didn't pay much attention.

Feng Ming stood up casually, stroking his curly short hair.

Jiang Li always felt that Feng Ming was petting a dog, and wanted to protest, but the other party made him feel comfortable, so he just turned a blind eye.

Before he knew it, Jiang Li gradually became sleepy, and fell asleep directly in Feng Ming's arms.

It wasn't until the movie ended that Feng Ming stretched out his slender fingers to lightly poke his soft cheek like a steamed bun, "Jiang Li, wake up."

"I don't want..." Jiang Li muttered in a low voice, and subconsciously rubbed against her, before being picked up by the man and hugged horizontally.

The sudden weightlessness made Jiang Li a little dazed, and it took him a few seconds to wake up, "I'm awake, I'm awake, put me down!"

"What are you shy about? It's not like I haven't hugged him before." Although Feng Ming said so, he still put Jiang Li down.

Jiang Li thought, that's not the same.

It's fine to wear women's clothes before, but now he's a big man being hugged by another big man, a princess, what's going on!

If you want to hug, it should be him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li quietly observed Feng Ming's tall figure, and couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

It doesn't matter, he will keep exercising, and one day he will be able to hug Feng Ming!No, why did he hug him, they should have broken up by then...

Feng Ming didn't know what he was thinking, so he took his hand calmly and walked out together.

The two virgins, big and small, both inexperienced in love, fell into a daze at the same time, not knowing what to do next, so they pressed the road for a while.

The street lights were bright, and the orange lights shone down, covering the two people, casting a warm halo on them.

No one spoke first, and there was an inexplicably quiet beauty.

As soon as Jiang Li lowered his head, he saw two long shadows drawn by the light on the ground. Feng Ming's shadow was obviously much taller than his own, and he couldn't help being a little envious.

Both body shape and strength can be cultivated, but height is predetermined...God is really unfair.

Jiang Li couldn't help stepping on Feng Ming's shadow.

Feng Ming let him be happy, didn't say anything, but his eyes softened a bit.

Sure enough, he was still a child.

Jiang Li thought he didn't notice, so he let go of his hands and pretended to walk in front, stomping here and there, stomping on Feng Ming's calves, arms, stomach and other parts, and finally stomped on Feng Ming No. [-] quietly.

Feng Ming: "..."

In the next second, Jiang Li was spanked, "Slap."

"What are you doing?" He glared angrily, then quickly checked to see if there was anyone around, and he was relieved when he saw no one.

How embarrassing to be seen.

Feng Ming said indifferently, "What were you doing just now?"

Jiang Li's eyes fluttered with guilt, "I didn't do anything, let's forget it this time, and I will really turn my face again next time."

Feng Ming looked indifferent, "Oh."

Jiang Li: "..."

What should I do, I'm so angry!

Jiang Li really wanted to slap Feng Ming in retaliation, but when he thought of the words that the tiger's butt can't be touched, he cowardly dismissed the idea.

Forget it, his lord has a lot!

Jiang Li followed Feng Ming for a while, and suddenly felt that they were pressing the road here a bit stupidly, and when he was about to propose to the other party to go back, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl appeared out of nowhere.

"Brother, sister is so beautiful, buy him a rose!" The little girl smiled sweetly, holding a large bouquet of bright red roses and standing in front of Feng Ming, "He will definitely like it very much!"

Jiang Li has been disguised as a woman for so long, and she has long been used to being treated as a young lady, so she didn't care about the other party's wrong gender, and was about to explain something casually, but Feng Ming opened his mouth faster than him.

"Not sister." He said very seriously.

The little girl was obviously stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Li again, stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and said kindly: "Brother, buy a rose for this little brother!"

Feng Ming nodded, "How much is it?"

The little girl smiled and said, "20 yuan each."

Jiang Li was about to ask Feng Ming not to buy it, but the other party had already started to pick it up on his own, with a serious expression that didn't seem like he was picking flowers, but more like picking bombs.

Those whose colors were not bright enough, those whose flowers were too small, those whose leaves were not fresh enough, or those whose leaves were damaged... were all pushed aside by him.

It took Feng Ming 10 to [-] minutes to pick out a rose that he thought was the most perfect. Then he opened his wallet, took out a stack of RMB and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl was very happy, but she didn't dare to accept it, "Brother, you can buy all my flowers with this money."

Feng Ming said softly: "I only want this one, and you can give the rest to others."

"Okay!" The little girl took the money, her eyes sparkled with excitement, "I wish the two brothers happy and sweet every day."

Feng Ming's mood became joyful, "Thank you."

Jiang Li felt that he stood aside like a transparent person.

After the little girl left happily, Feng Ming carefully pulled out the remaining thorns from the rose stem, then stuffed the flower into Jiang Li's hands, and said two words with his thin lips, "For you."

Holding the flowers, Jiang Li felt that he was in a delicate mood.

It was the first time someone gave him roses.

And it was Feng Ming who chose carefully, not just casually.

The rose in his hand was very bright, with water droplets on it, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Thank you." Jiang Li quickly followed Feng Ming's footsteps, and suddenly grabbed Feng Ming's wrist, and then looked up, and sure enough, he saw marks on the other's fingers that had been pricked by rose thorns.

"You are hurt?"

Although the roses sold have been processed, it is inevitable that there will be some thorns that slip through the net. Feng Ming's hand was stabbed just now because of his careful selection.On the slender jade fingers, there are a few thorns stuck inside, which looks a bit dazzling.

"It's just a little injury." Feng Ming withdrew his hand calmly.

"Although it's a small injury, the thorns need to be pulled out." Jiang Li couldn't help but frowned, "You mean you, why don't you give me some roses? I'm not a girl."

Feng Ming pursed his thin lips, "I want to give it away."

Jiang Li looked at him helplessly, "Just give it away, you can just pick one for me, why do you have to pick and choose? Now it's healed, it's hurt! This thorn is hard to pull out, you have to You have to pick it out with a needle."

Feng Ming didn't refute him, "..."

Jiang Li sighed, "Then let's go back quickly! I'll help you pick out this word, it might cause inflammation after a long time."

Feng Ming nodded in disbelief.

So the two got back in the car and drove home.

The one who returned was naturally Feng Ming's house. Jiang Li had lived here for so long and was very familiar with it. He quickly found the place where the needle was stored and picked out a thin needle.

He sterilized it with alcohol before using it for Feng Ming.

The rose thorns are deeply embedded in the fingertips, there are a few small spots, Jiang Li has to look very close to do it, and slowly pick out the thorns with a needle.

But the thorn was very stubborn, it just took root in Feng Ming's hand, Ren Jiangli couldn't pick it out no matter how hard he picked it, instead blood beads came out.

Feng Ming didn't feel any pain, but felt Jiang Li's warm breath brushing over those small wounds, causing an itch.