Laughing astray

Yan Zihan drove the car to the newly opened supermarket. From the parking lot, he could see the high-hanging banners and a lot of discounted products. After going up and down, walking is accompanied by wind.

Cong Xiaoyi usually doesn't come to a place where people gather like a supermarket. Yan Zihan is very familiar with it at that time, so he pushed a shopping cart from the entrance of the supermarket and walked in without looking back.

"What to buy?" Yan Zihan asked.

Cong Xiao looked left and right for a few moments. Although it was already night, there were still many people coming to the supermarket, probably because of the banner hanging outside, "What do you want to eat?"

"You really cook?" Yan Zihan was quite surprised.

"Didn't you say it all!" Cong Xiao clicked his tongue, "Wait and buy some food."

However, for people like Yan Zihan who don't touch the spring water with ten fingers, there is only one way to pick vegetables, pick them up and put them in the box when they see them, so now Yan Zihan puts the vegetables he wants to eat in the shopping cart, and Cong Laughing can only deal with the aftermath and put back what shouldn't be taken.

"Let me pick it." Cong Xiao snatched the spinach that was already in Yan Zihan's hand, "We will be poisoned if we eat the vegetables you picked."

"Tsk tsk..." Yan Zihan leaned aside, watching Cong Xiao bent over to pick and choose, "Isn't that a discount?"

"Master Yan." Cong Xiao stood up all the time, took a cucumber and pointed to himself, "I... I will take the college entrance examination in three months."

"Then you study hard." Yan Zihan nodded.

"You are not allowed to eat fresh vegetables, and you are not afraid that I will faint during the exam!" Cong Xiao threw the cucumber in his hand into the car, "Look at my face, I don't look right!"

"Let me see!" Yan Zihan stretched out his hands to hold Cong Xiaoyi's face, swayed it from side to side, then blinked, "No...I'm going blind."

"Stupid..." Cong Xiao almost laughed out of his nose, "Go buy some more meat, let's stew braised pork."

Cooking is actually not troublesome, the troublesome thing is preparation, Cong Xiao put the washed dishes together, the cutting board was already full, he took out a stew pot from the cabinet, soaked the washed potatoes , Yan Zihan went to the bathroom after returning home, and he happened to take a shower while Cong Xiaoyi was washing the vegetables, and when he came out, he saw Cong Xiaoyi busy.

how to say.

Yan Zihan stood at the door of the kitchen, squinting his eyes and looking quietly.

Only when Cong Xiao was there did he feel that the house was full.

"Do you want me to help?" Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiaoyi from behind.

Cong Xiaoyi led Yan Zihan around, and Yan Zihan's hot breath was next to his ears, "Wait and eat."

"Do you still want to read after eating?" Yan Zihan dipped his hand in some water and wiped it on Cong Xiaoyi's nose.

"Tsk!" Cong Xiao turned his head away, "Don't watch it, it's a waste of time."

"The old class asked me today." Yan Zihan let go of Cong Xiaoyi, and stirred the potatoes soaking in the pot with his hand, "About your graduation."

"It's kind of related to me." Cong Xiao put the chopped vegetables into a bowl and washed two green onions, "What did you say?"

Yan Zihan didn't speak, but looked at Cong Xiaoyi who was busy.

"I'm asking you something!" Cong Xiao took out the potatoes from the pot, and looked up at Yan Zihan.

"I did not say anything."

"If the time comes to fill in the application form, which school do you plan to choose?" Yan Zihan took two bowls of soup that Cong Xiaoyi had made.

"Fill in the application form?" Cong Xiao looked up, "I never thought about it..."

Yan Zihan took a sip of soup, "Then you graduated?"

"Yeah." Cong Xiao nodded, "Didn't I say before that I'm going to find a place to learn how to make cakes."

"Really don't think about it, go to college?"

"Going to college is a waste of my time. I have wasted so many years. I know what I am like. Going to college can't change me. What can really help me is what I can learn. I will ...I even thought of the name of my cake shop." Cong Xiaoyi leaned on his seat.

"Are you taking the college entrance examination?"

Cong Xiao nodded, "I have to finish the process no matter what."

Cong Xiaoyi had considered whether or not to go to college before, not because he was good at studying, but because he was not good at studying, and whether he could go to college was still a problem, so there was no need to worry about whether to go to college or not, it was a waste of brain.

Next month is the school celebration, and after the school celebration is the most difficult two months, Cong Xiaoyi doesn't feel nervous at all, maybe because he has made a plan for how to go next, but it is more relaxed.

Yan Zihan took the initiative to wash the dishes after eating, and Cong Xiaoyi went to take a shower. He had just moved back for a day, and there was still a scar on his back. Cong Xiao looked at the mirror with his upper body tilted for a long time. Jumping hideous coffee color, sometimes the back will be a little itchy, after all, it is a knife wound, it looks much better on the outside, but it needs to be healed slowly on the inside.

"Do you want me to help?" Yan Zihan knocked on the bathroom door.

Cong Xiao pushed the door open from the inside, "I need medicine on my back."

"I'll get it." Yan Zihan closed the door and went to Cong Xiaoyi's room to get the medicine, "Does it still hurt?"

Cong Xiaoyi has just taken a shower, and there are still some wet drops on his back. Cong Xiaoyi is tall and tall, and at an age that often runs around, except for the hideous scar on his back, Just tight muscles.

"It's a little itchy." Cong Xiao put his hands on the sink, bent down, "Give it on."

When she was discharged from the hospital, the nurse sister specially prescribed medicine for Cong Xiaoyi. She insisted that the scars left in the future would not look good. Yan Zihan squeezed the medicine on his finger and began to apply it along the scar on the back of Cong Xiaoyi, "Later Do you want to sleep in my room?"

"Are you inviting me?" Cong Xiao turned his head, looking at Yan Zihan who was carefully rubbing the medicine on him.

"I've always thought that it would be good for the two of us to choose a movie to watch under the quilt at night." Yan Zihan rubbed his palms, and put them on Cong Xiaoyi's back when he got hot.

"I remember that there was a new movie released a while ago." Cong Xiao stood up straight and looked in the mirror in front of the sink. Yan Zihan standing behind him was wearing pajamas casually and was clean. I ran out of the square to watch that kind of big movie, about war, black and white, I don’t see what attracts people, but every time I know it’s going to be broadcast, I always run there long in advance.”

"Why?" Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiaoyi from behind, and looked at the two people in the mirror.

"I don't know... because there are so many people."

Yan Zihan buried his face in the hollow of Cong Xiao's shoulder, and sniffed it vigorously, "It smells so good."

Cong laughed and quacked, "You really look like an old pervert."

"Yeah." Yan Zihan shook his body with Cong Xiao, "I want to eat you."

Yan Zihan's bed was for two people, and two big men squeezed on it and didn't feel that they couldn't let go. Cong Xiaoyi wrapped half of the quilt, afraid that the ointment just applied on his back would rub against the quilt, so he deliberately put on his pajamas, Yan Zihan Han turned off the big lamp, turned on the desk lamp next to the bed, and Cong Xiao moved to Yan Zihan's side, "Find a good-looking one."

"What do you want to watch?" Yan Zihan turned on the small computer and searched in the movie library, "After school tomorrow, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Well, I have to go." Cong Xiao put his head on Yan Zihan's shoulder, "Choose whatever you want...I'll just listen to the voice."

"Speaking of the hospital, is Liu Meiting's matter settled?" Yan Zihan counted ten times in his mind, and at the last count, he turned to a foreign ghost movie, "Let's watch this."

"Okay." Cong Xiao nodded.

It doesn't matter what movie you watch, what matters is who you watch it with, Yan Zihan has a very good smell of shower gel, which surrounds the tip of his nose, and the exhaustion of the whole day comes from the warm bed and Yan Zihan's body The temperature, surrounded by both has been relaxing, even a little sleepy.

Yan Zihan didn't mention Liu Meiting again, and there was Cong Xiaoyi's clear breathing next to his ears. The movie played on the small computer was no longer attractive, Yan Zihan turned his head slowly, and Cong Xiaoyi had already closed his eyes.

It is very similar to Bao Shaorong, with the same outline, the same eyebrows, and even the shape of the mouth.

Both brothers have inherited Cong Jiyun's outstanding appearance. Cong Xiaoyi has a little more than Bao Shaorong. There is a tear mole under the corner of his right eye, which is very small, very small.

Yan Zihan looked forward with the light.

Cong Xiaoyi's eyelashes are very long, and when he closes his eyes, under the illumination of the light, he looks extremely soft and beautiful.

It doesn't look like the usual lazy, withdrawn, and defensive at all.

"I'm going to kiss you again." Cong Xiao opened his eyes and felt it just now. He closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while, and slowly the temperature from Yan Zihan's breath on his cheeks was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help opening his eyes. eyes.

In fact, if you sleep together, something will happen.

Yan Zihan thought to himself.

Cong Xiaoyi's pupils are beautiful, but in the not-so-bright bedroom, Cong Xiaoyi's eyes seemed to be shining, or he could inhale them.

Without any hesitation, Yan Zihan kissed her.

The lips are each other's taste, and the tip of the nose is the temperature of each other.

Yan Zihan slowly turned over, pressing on Cong Xiaoyi.

"Are you sure..." Cong Xiao took the time to raise his arm and put it around Yan Zihan's neck, "Is it simply because you want to watch a movie?"

"Don't read it." Yan Zihan put the small computer between their stomachs next to the desk lamp.

Cong Xiao opened his mouth happily, but was covered by Yan Zihan's hand, "I will kiss my teeth later."

"I did." Cong Xiaoyi continued to laugh.

I really like the feeling now, Yan Zihan is by his side, very down-to-earth, very at ease.

The two of them were not talking, Yan Zihan lowered his head and kissed her, and slowly touched Cong Xiaoyi's opened pajamas with his hands under the quilt, and Cong Xiaoyi's rapid breathing sounded slowly in his ears.

With allure.

Slowly lowering his hand, he groped into the pajama pants.

Further on.

Cong Xiaoyi paused for a short breath.

"Close your eyes." Yan Zihan whispered in Cong Xiao's ear.

The temperature in the whole room was not just warm, it became scorching hot. Cong Xiaoyi closed his eyes. He had sex with Yan Zihan twice before. Although it had been a few days, but today he was lying on the floor. Apart from being a little nervous, Besides, there are more expectations.

"Wait until you graduate." Yan Zihan raised his head and kissed Cong Xiaoyi's forehead, but the speed of his hands did not slow down.

"Huh?" Cong Xiaoyi hugged Yan Zihan tightly, and responded softly.

"Celebrate well."

The author has something to say: Today’s update is a bit late, the owner of the part-time job shop is sick, so I have to go to the shop to help in the past two days, and I am a little tired after going to work and going to class, but fortunately Xiaoqing can rest all morning tomorrow... um. .. Don’t drive today, enjoy riding a bicycle... Still, continue tomorrow!Refill.