Misfiring

The corner of his mouth raised a gentle arc because of the memory. Cheng Mo slowed down his tone and patiently explained to Ying Yang: "Isn't that man and I holding the class sign together? The teacher asked the leaders of each class to mark each other. I see him I didn’t plan anything else, just lined up.”

"Are you still a little unwilling?" Ying Yang accepted the belated statement, but his face was still stubborn.

"...Is he handsomer or taller than you, why am I not reconciled?!" Cheng Mo frowned and stared at him as the smile fell, "Didn't I propose to the teacher before that you should lead the team? It was you If I find it troublesome to refuse, why do you still rely on me?"

The vinegar from the Xianfeng period was eaten out, and it was not too bad.

"..." Realizing that he had teased people too much, and being praised by Cheng Mo inadvertently, Ying Yang suppressed his smile, pinched his nose with a good attitude and admitted his mistake, "Don't blame me, ma'am."

"Who is your wife? Which couple have you seen sleeping in separate rooms?" Taking the opportunity to mention this, after finishing speaking, Cheng Mo didn't feel embarrassed to continue standing in front of Ying Yang, turned around and wanted to leave.

Seeing as if he was leaving in a hurry, Ying Yang naturally couldn't let him leave, while looking at his face, he pestered him upstairs: "Don't you also go to my concubine's place once in a while."

Cheng Mo stopped in displeasure: "Where did you get Xiao Sao's hoof?!"

"No!" Ying Yang suddenly aroused the desire to survive, "You are enough."

Cheng Mo gave him another chance: "Then why sleep in separate rooms."

"Oh——" Ying Yang stopped cooperating, and immediately became serious, "You want me to go back to sleep?"

"..." Why is this man's scene so short?

Cheng Mo continued to walk towards the bedroom, subconsciously wanting to reply "Sleep where I like to sleep", but it was obviously insincere, and Ying Yang probably was waiting for him to pass the steps for him.

Thinking about going to the door, Cheng Mo saw that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only grab his hem and glance around, saying vaguely: "I don't care, it's just that the bed is too big and I'm not used to it..."

Look at this awkwardness.Ying Yang felt that he should exercise, so he kindly asked him to practice: "If you want me to go back to sleep, it's fine, at least you have to say a few nice words to listen to, how do I usually coax you, huh?"

As soon as this remark came out, Cheng Mo finally found inspiration. He raised his face and coughed lightly, pointing to the ground under his feet and scolding: "I'll give you three seconds to come in!"

Ying Yang has never had such a deep understanding of what it means to shoot yourself in the foot with a rock, but he can't attack it yet, because Cheng Mo has already started to count.

"one……"

In fact, it's nothing, just treat it as paying him back, and it's still earned by yourself.

"two……"

Before Cheng Mo finished counting, Ying Yang walked in and obediently stood at the place he designated: "Let's talk about it first, there is nothing wrong with the family."

Cheng Mo immediately wanted to push him back out the door.

"Wh, what is not covered, who will use it!"

"Well, it's okay if you don't need it." Ying Yang thought about it and added, "It's just that it's more troublesome to clean up."

Cheng Mo ignored him and turned on the porch light to find clothes to take a bath.

Ying Yang walked over from behind: "After you bring me in, let me hang aside, do you think you are a waste?"

Cheng Mo was warmed up by his embrace, suppressing his obviously disordered heartbeat, his voice involuntarily softened: "What do you want?"

"I should ask you that, you didn't let me in?"

Ying Yang's voice was full of magnetism as always, and it was unavoidable to drill directly into the ear.Cheng Mo put down the clothes he had found, put on Ying Yang's hand around his waist, and suddenly mustered up the courage to tilt his head and kiss him.

The soft lips were printed on the face, Ying Yang seemed to be infected by Cheng Mo's innocence, his heart skipped a beat, his arms couldn't help but tightened, wanting more, so he deliberately questioned: "That's it? "

Cheng Mo hesitated for a few seconds, then pressed his hand softly between Ying Yang's fingers, blushing, found his lips in the backlight, closed his eyes and pressed it against him.Ying Yang didn't cooperate too obviously, resisted the urge to turn his head, and let him kiss a few times without moving before slowly moving.

The moment he got the response, Cheng Mo felt that the end of his eyes were as wet as his lips that were touching, and it was still hot, like steam rising from a steamer.The body gradually turned back in Ying Yang's arms, was pushed and fell into the closet, the hanging clothes brushed his head and face, Ying Yang pushed them away with one hand, and held Cheng Mo's waist with the other to make him sit on a solid partition In the face of bullying, he turned against the guest on his lips.

The air was gradually exhausted, the closet was stuffy, and the breath was full of the aloes of camphor wood. Cheng Mo sucked in the fresh air helplessly, but he didn't want to, but gave Ying Yang a chance to make progress.

Leaning drowsily on the piled up clothes, Ying Yang squeezed domineeringly in front of him, it was not enough just to press his lips tightly together, Cheng Mo trembling hands, grabbed the clothes around Ying Yang's waist To stabilize the body...

A kiss without warning, sweet and troubled.

As if sensing his inner voice, Ying Yang picked him up a little and rubbed his earlobes to comfort him.Cheng Mo finally felt comfortable, so he hugged her back more tightly, raised his head and retracted the tip of his tongue, and turned to pecking kisses little by little.

Ying Yang kissed him back, and many pictures of getting along flashed in his mind. With the kiss at the moment, it was as if the boy in his memory came to him along the torrent of time, enveloping him like a time full of love , no longer separated.

Thinking of Ying Yang just saying that there is nothing in the house, Cheng Mo suddenly felt a little stage fright, shrank back, not knowing how to clean up.

At this moment, Dandan sneaked over aggressively and rescued them.

"Wow——" it was afraid that Cheng Mo would be bored if he stayed in the closet for too long.

The two parted together, Ying Yang tilted his head and kissed Cheng Mo's feverish ear tip: "Wash together?"

Cheng Mo blushed and shook his head, and whispered, "I'm not prepared for anything." Not only that, but there is probably nothing inside, he was so scared that he couldn't take it anymore.

Ying Yang responded quickly, and explained with a low smile: "literally."

"... Oh." Realizing that he had misunderstood, Cheng Mo simply buried his head in Ying Yang's arms and let him hug him, which was regarded as tacit consent.

Ying Yang did not disappoint him, holding him with one hand like a cat, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and poured water into the bathtub.

While waiting, I was able to go to the shower and take a shower, so I didn't waste any time.

"clothing……"

"I won't take it."

"Eggy..."

"Let it see."

Moisture lingered in the bathroom, and there were one or two muffled sounds of flesh rubbing against each other from time to time.

After washing his body greasy and crookedly, Qian Chengmo hesitated as he stepped into the bathtub.

He still remembered that the last time he and Ying Yang had just finished taking a bath, this person left, causing him to have a small shadow on the fact that the two of them took a bath together.

"what happened?"

Cheng Mo shook his head, lifted his foot to push the foam out of the bathtub: "It's okay."

To avoid Ying Yang's overthinking, Cheng Mo took the initiative to pull him in as soon as he finished speaking.But Ying Yang was most afraid of seeing him preoccupied, so he hugged him and sat down and said straightly: "I don't like you keeping everything in your heart, there is nothing you can't say."

Cheng Mo was stunned for a moment, and there was a sour-sweet feeling deep in his heart again. Although it was a bit difficult to say, he turned his head and explained seriously: "I just thought of the pirate leader who suddenly turned into a bubble the next day."

It took a while for Ying Yang to recall: "Oh."

At first glance, it is indeed his fault, but in the final analysis, the problem lies with Cheng Mo, and it doesn't seem to be worthy of guilt.

But the fact is that he feels sorry for Cheng Mo.

There was a sense of guilt for letting him down.

So Ying Yang pinched Cheng Mo's hand and tried to remedy it: "Don't be afraid, change as soon as you change, and you are with the mermaid prince, and you just have a companion. After many, many years, the two of them were reincarnated as carefree dolphins. Live the best life possible."

"...why a dolphin?"

"Dolphins have the strongest sex drive, and they don't get tired at all. How nice it is."

Cheng Mo slapped him with embarrassment, turned his head to gather his composure, and couldn't help being curious: "How do you know this?"

"Common sense is fine." Ying Yang clicked his tongue, "In your eyes, I am so uneducated?"

This is a serious topic.

It happened that the bathtub was big enough, so Cheng Mo simply turned around and told him face to face: "No, I was just a little surprised." Before Ying Yang could speak, he hurriedly emphasized, "Don't think too much, I really didn't mean that .”

"Okay, can I still misunderstand you?" Ying Yang raised his hand to beckon him, and lightly pinched his face, "I haven't gone to college, but occasionally when I have insomnia, I watch some documentaries." Something like that, probably because my memory is not bad, and I accidentally memorized a lot of things. I don’t think I’m inferior to others, after all, the money is earned, and the people’s teachers take care of it, so it doesn’t matter. I don’t know who is more sensitive.”

Rough words are not rude.

Cheng Mo felt embarrassed when he heard it. On the one hand, he felt that he should not let Ying Yang persuade him in turn, and on the other hand, it was the people's teacher or something... a little offended.

It was as if he had brought a sense of indignity to the profession, which brought down the level of the whole group.

Ying Yang said that he couldn't hold back when something happened, so he said bluntly: "You say I can, don't talk about the teacher."

"Isn't a teacher a human being, and not qualified to fall in love?" Ying Yang deliberately made things difficult for him, "Or do you mean teachers can't engage in homosexuality?"

I always feel that no matter what I say, I can always refute it. Cheng Mo opened his mouth and choked out a sentence unreasonably: "Anyway, I don't like to listen..."

"Okay." Ying Yang just teased him, didn't pay much attention to it, and compromised after a while, "Then let's do it with Cheng Xiaomo instead of Teacher Cheng?"

Cheng Mo blushed and did not speak.

Ying Yang still poked him in the waist in distaste, and asked, "Will you give it... huh?"

Cheng Mo's waist was covered with itchy flesh, and he had no choice but to nod.

"say."

"……Give."

Ying Yang laughed softly for a while, Cheng Mo was annoyed that he was acting good when he got cheap, raised two wet hands and pressed them directly to his face: "You..."

It's really nasty.

After playing with the flower gun shamelessly, Ying Yang felt that Cheng Mo was sitting too far away, not much flesh was attached, it didn't feel like taking a couple's bath at all, so she stretched out her hand and pulled him onto her lap: "Come here."

"Hey!" Cheng Mo fell over unexpectedly, and after being hugged and sat firmly, he wiped the water from his face, "Aren't you squeezed?"

"The bathtub was only a little bit big before, and I didn't hear you say it was crowded."

"That's not a choice."

"Okay, you choose, whether you want to sit on my lap or hide to the side."

Cheng Mo secretly scolded him for being overbearing, thinking that there are still so many positions, even if he doesn't sit on his lap, he won't be sent to the side.Ying Yang didn't have the patience to wait for him to finish his slander, and quickly made a choice against him: "On the legs."

The author has something to say: The cub is so cute, but I have to worry about it...