Black history is shaking

He Zheng reacted for five seconds before he subconsciously bent down and hugged Song Yubai. When Song Yubai was picked up, he put his arms around his neck and kissed He Zheng's face indiscriminately. Pursing his lips, he took a deep breath.

One can know that this incident was planned by He Zhuochuan and the others.

Song Yubai kept moving in his arms, choked up and called out his name, there were all kinds of things on the bedside table, He Zheng carried Song Yubai into the bathroom without hesitation.

Song Yubai watched with puzzled eyes as He Zheng put himself into the bathtub, and then turned on the faucet. Song Yubai struggled suddenly. He Zheng supported the back of his head, lowered his head and stared at Song Yubai, with a hoarse voice: "Be good."

Song Yubai's eyes filled with tears, he was enduring the heat gushing out from behind, watching He Zheng neatly dressed and hugging himself to soak himself in cold water.

"Woo... cold..."

As soon as the cold water touched Song Yubai's skin, Song Yubai cried out. He Zheng's eyes were as deep as ink at this time, he clenched his teeth, and hugged Song Yubai again.

Song Yubai reached out to pull He Zheng's collar, but He Zheng grabbed his hand, and then put Song Yubai on the bed.

"Brother He Zheng, I'm so uncomfortable woooooo... really uncomfortable..."

Song Yubai's body is so pink that people can't imagine, He Zheng lowered his eyes, clenched his hands unconsciously, Song Yubai crawled along the edge of the bed to He Zheng's side, he touched He Zheng's crotch with his face, The appearance of kneeling on the bed made He Zheng close his eyes subconsciously.

"Song Yubai."

He Zheng's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was trying to restrain the beast from rushing out, Song Yubai couldn't get He Zheng's belt off, raised his head and wept as he asked for help from He Zheng.

In the next second, Song Yubai was crushed on the bed by a strong force, He Zheng blocked Song Yubai's lips fiercely, and stroked his soft buttocks from his waist, He Zheng let go of Song Yubai's soft and moist lips, Song Yubai stared blankly at He Zheng, who was only a short distance away. The emotions in He Zheng's eyes were surging like waves, and his voice was less restrained and more desire than before: "Do you like me?"

Song Yubai twisted his body subconsciously, but still nodded obediently. He felt something hard against his abdomen.

He Zheng blinked, relief and madness flashed across his eyes, he lowered his head, and bit Song Yubai's lips again.

……

He Zheng went to look for them in He Zhuochuan's room. At noon the next day, He Zhuochuan happily opened the door for He Zheng. He Zheng never had any expression on his face, and at this moment his face was always indifferent.

"Where's Song Yubai?"

He Zhuochuan asked, with a hint of excitement in his tone, He Zheng glanced at He Zhuochuan, his eyes filled with speechlessness.

"He's still sleeping."

He Zheng, a 30-year-old man, was a little embarrassed when he said this. Shen Li poured a cup of tea for He Zheng: "You remember to give him porridge, don't eat anything else."

He Zheng pursed his lips and nodded. He Zhuochuan looked at his elder brother who was always indifferent to emotions, but at this moment he felt a little embarrassed.

After a strange silence in the living room for a minute, He Zheng raised his head and looked at Shen Li: "Is there any ointment?"

Shen Li paused: "What?"

He Zhuochuan understood immediately, and watched He Zheng's reaction with a suppressed smile.

Sure enough, a little discomfort gradually surfaced on He Zheng's face: "That's right, the ointment."

He Zheng couldn't say anything explicit, so he could only repeat his own words. It was only the second time that Shen Li understood. He also went back to the room with a smile on his face to get the ointment.

It's rare for He Zhuochuan to appreciate He Zheng's appearance like this, and he can't wait to take a picture of him with his mobile phone.

"Brother, how was last night?"

He Zheng glanced at He Zhuochuan, and his tone returned to indifference: "You gave him the medicine?"

He Zhuochuan confessed: "Yes, I thought you would send him back. Shen Li and I didn't see Song Yubai's figure until twelve o'clock. Tsk, we made a mistake in our prediction."

He Zheng was secretly poked by He Zhuochuan, he gritted his teeth and said nothing, just waited for Shen Li to bring back the ointment with a sullen face.

"This kind of detumescence, rub five times a day."

Shen Li handed the ointment to He Zheng, but He Zheng frowned and didn't speak. After another minute, He Zheng raised his head again and asked sternly, "What if it's broken?"

Shen Li was taken aback for another moment, but He Zhuochuan still reacted immediately, looking at He Zheng with a bit of admiration in his eyes.

"Yubai... Where is it broken?"

Shen Li's voice was a little softer, and he asked in surprise, He Zheng nodded with a stiff face.

"Then...then use this medicinal powder and sprinkle it on the wound...you try to make him sleep on his stomach."

He Zheng said yes, took a bunch of messy medicines with a wave of his big hand, got up and left, looking at his back so fast that he seemed to be running away.

That night when they met Song Yubai, although he walked slowly and was startled for a while, his face was smiling like a flower. When they saw Shen Li, they wanted to jump up and hug him and kiss him twice: "I want Go back and break the engagement, haha!"

Song Yubai's face was full of excitement, and He Zheng followed him and watched his actions all the time, for fear that he would bump into something behind him and it would hurt him, and when he was giving him the medicine, he was crying, and it took He Zheng a long time to coax him well.

He Zhuochuan and Shen Li stood at the entrance of the hotel and watched He Zheng follow Song Yubai into the car. The battle of the Song family was no better than He Zheng's on the battlefield, but that was another story. In short, the two had been entangled for more than ten years. , finally together.

After this incident, He Zhuochuan took Shen Li to Finland. It was winter, and after getting off the plane, it was like arriving in a snow country. The sky was full of snow, and the car was driving on the road. The European-style dome buildings on both sides made Shen Li feel like he was in In the fairy tale world, He Zhuochuan introduced each place to him, as if he had lived here all the time.

"I sneaked out once and took an eleven-hour train ride to see the Northern Lights. After returning, I was locked up for a week."

Shen Li looked up at the sky and asked, "Aurora?"

He Zhuochuan nodded: "Not in Helsinki, we're going to Lapland, we'll go there in two days, and we'll go skiing first tomorrow."

Shen Li's eyes are full of novelty, and he accepts all the scenery and stories that he has never had in his life. He Zhuochuan took his hand and walked across the snow. The shoes and snow rubbed against each other and made a creaking sound. During the snowball fight at University A, when He Zhuochuan suddenly confessed his love to him, Shen Li remembered his momentary heart palpitations clearly.

"Well, but I don't know how to ski, you have to teach me."

Shen Li held He Zhuochuan's hand tightly, and He Zhuochuan nodded: "Okay, I will lead you to slide."

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