Laughing astray

Liu Meiting seemed to be wondering, but she could tell she was sure in her tone. Cong Xiao held the remaining cigarette butt in her hand, and answered easily, "Yes."

Yes, we are together.

"Very good." Liu Meiting smiled, "At least better than me.

"No." Cong Xiaoyi said, "We can't compare. He and I must be together, we can be together, my mother agrees, maybe his mother should agree to be together, but you are not."

The words sounded a bit aggressive, but Liu Meiting didn't pay much attention to it. For the first time, Cong Xiaoyi in front of him told him something that didn't seem like what a bad student should say in his impression. Liu Meiting thought it was amazing, "Go, he is waiting for you."

"He will wait for me anytime." Cong Xiao smiled, with pride and confidence in his tone, the person behind him would always be there.

The two were about to pick up the car, and Wang Bin followed behind in ink, "Send it to me!"

"You've followed, so you can't do it if you don't give it away." Yan Zihan handed the key to Cong Xiaoyi, "Do you want to drive?"

"Ah." As soon as Cong Xiao finished, he walked a few steps and opened the lock first.

"Yes." Wang Bin got into the back seat automatically, poked his head to the co-pilot, "Brother Xiao, when did you have your driver's license?"

"Anyway, when you don't know." Cong said with a smile.

Yan Zihan got into the co-pilot, looking a little sleepy, "I'll take a nap and drive steadily."

"Row."

Because there was still class the next day, the two of them went home to tidy up and went to bed. Tudou didn’t know which room to stay in, and he didn’t see it when he came back. Cong Xiao kicked his shoe aside, Ignoring Yan Zihan who was picking up his shoes for him, he ran to the bathroom two steps faster, "I'll take a shower first."

"Can't wait?" Yan Zihan said behind him.

"Why can't you wait?" Cong Xiao asked while taking off his clothes.

"It's okay," Yan Zihan followed behind with a smile, picking up Cong Xiaoyi's trousers that had been thrown on the ground, "You're in good shape."

"That's it!" Cong Xiaoyi stretched out one leg and shook it provocatively in front of Yan Zihan's eyes, and then patted his thigh lightly along the way, "Look, what youthful years should look like."

"Do you know that you should be in the grass now?" Yan Zihan threw away the clothes in his hand, and when Cong Xiaoyi hadn't recovered, he suddenly grabbed Cong Xiaoyi's ankle and pulled him towards him.

Cong Xiao, who was already going to the sky, did not expect Yan Zihan to come up with this trick. The golden rooster bounced on the spot for several times before barely standing still, and Yan Zihan hugged the other leg like a split, "Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai" , what is this for?"

"What do you think?" Yan Zihan narrowed his eyes.

"No!" Cong Xiao yelled anxiously, saying that he was also a big man in his [-]s, and his body weight could not be supported by one leg, and the touch on his legs made him feel weak all over, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, I have class tomorrow!"

Yan Zihan didn't care about him, and Cong Xiaoyi, who was a little flustered in front of him, looked like a young daughter-in-law who had been molested. She was indeed a young daughter-in-law. Although she usually looked calmer than her peers, she was still a young boy in her youth .

Can't stand teasing.

With an unknown smile, Yan Zihan squeezed Cong Xiao's buttocks hard.

"Hey hey!" Cong Xiao yelled in pain, "What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"It's all like this and you can only ask?" Yan Zihan stopped, "Ask you, if you don't tell me, I will continue to pinch you."

"Why are you still domestically violent!" Cong Xiao yelled, "My legs are weak, so hurry up and say it."

"What did you and Liu Meiting say!" Yan Zihan asked.

"You're struggling with this!" Cong Xiaoyi sighed helplessly, "Why do you look like a girl who has lost her temper!"

"Ask you something!" Yan Zihan continued to pinch gently.

"Husband, husband!" Cong laughed and called, "Put my legs down quickly, and I won't tell you if I don't!"

"Competitive, isn't it?" Yan Zihan raised his eyebrows and exerted strength with his hands, but instead of pinching, he began to rub along Cong Xiaoyi's buttocks.

The temperature in Yan Zihan's hands seemed to be branded on Cong Xiaoyi's skin through the thin underwear, and the place where he walked started to feel hot, and Cong Xiao's face turned red. The current posture of him and Yan Zihan It's hard to say how ambiguous it was, and the atmosphere heated up.

"Why didn't you say you're not jealous!" Cong said with a smile, "Brother Yan, how old are you?"

"What brother Yan is called husband!" Yan Zihan stretched out his head and bit Cong Xiao's mouth, "Go take a bath."

"How can I wash it when you're like this." Cong Xiao twitched his legs, "It's numb."

Yan Zihan was not talking, let go of Cong Xiaoyi's legs, and Cong Xiaoyi stabilized his body, "No, it's uncomfortable, numb."

"Stop pretending." Yan Zihan picked up the clothes thrown on the ground just now, "Isn't it the youthful years?"

"I want to sign up for a yoga class. Why don't we go learn Latin?" Cong Xiao took off his upper body clothes and handed them to Yan Zihan, "You can dance at home if you have nothing to do."

"When you think about it, you get it." Yan Zihan took the clothes, "Have you ever experienced the feelings of our middle-aged people's bodies?"

"Then I'll learn and dance for you." Cong Xiao shook his head at Yan Zihan, "How is it? Is it good?"

"It's pretty good." Yan Zihan clicked his lips, "Keep it up, we must be better than now when we exercise."

"An old rascal!" Cong Xiao covered his chest, made a coy look in a pair of briefs, and then ran to the bathroom, "Come chase me!"

"You will be beaten to death, I told you." Yan Zihan threw the slippers over.

Cong Xiaoyi was not killed, just used Yan Zihan's newly snapped up two-for-one shower gel, her body smelled of flowers, Yan Zihan lay on Cong Xiaoyi's body, buried her head in Cong Xiaoyi's shoulder, and took a deep breath Taking one bite, trying to adjust his breath, Cong Xiaoyi closed his eyes and felt Yan Zihan's heartbeat close to his chest, beating again and again, forcefully.

"The bath is for nothing." Cong Xiao sighed.

Yan Zihan rolled over from Cong Xiaoyi, "Go wash again."

"I'm tired." Cong Xiaoyi continued to close his eyes, "Let's make a schedule, and if this goes on, we'll be finished."

"One, three, five mornings, two, four, six nights, all day on Sunday?" Yan Zihan put his arms around Cong Xiaoyi, "I'll get you a towel to wipe it off."

"I found that you are more wave-like than I imagined." Cong laughed, "Hold me up, I'm going to take a shower."

"Aren't you tired?" Yan Zihan said, still helped Cong Xiaoyi up.

"I'm afraid you'll burn yourself off when you wipe." Cong Xiaoyi leaned against Yan Zihan weakly. "Isn't it for your middle-aged man? I can come next time."

"Okay." Yan Zihan said, "Next time you come.