Xia Zhiye used to think that Song Yan was soft except for one mouth, but now he realized that Song Yan was soft even with his mouth.

Still that incredibly soft.

Slightly cool, very thin, with the sweet taste of first-ripening peaches, take a bite, and the juice is overflowing, making people want to take another bite and taste how sweet the deepest and softest part is.

Song Yan was also the first to appreciate how good the lung capacity of a long-distance runner is, and how strong a boy of this age is.

There is almost no room for parry, only the hormonal aura of the opponent's body is a strong sense of aggression, and then they retreat.

It wasn't until finally that he couldn't breathe, so he grabbed a slight gap and turned his head: "Xia Zhiye, you're not finished, right?"

Very fierce words, but the voice fell weakly, and there was a little hoarse gasp, which sounded very intimidating, the dark eyes seemed to be foggy, and the pale lip color was cold at the moment. The white skin was radiantly red.

Xia Zhiye put one arm around his waist and gently twisted the tip of his slightly hot ear with the other, his throat twitched slightly, and said hoarsely, "Kiss again."

Xia Zhiye was afraid that he would kiss until dawn.

And boys of this age are like dry wood, let alone fire, just touch two dry wood, and they can get out of the fire.

Song Yan didn't know what kind of Liu Xiahui this rogue Xia Zhiye would be, nor did he feel that he was a man with an unsound physiological function, and it was absolutely impossible for him to kiss him tonight.

So he pushed Xia Zhiye away with a cold face: "I want to kiss you and yourself, I have class tomorrow morning."

His tone was cold and sarcastic, but his ears were red and hot, and his dodging eyes betrayed his inner prudence.

Xia Zhiye laughed softly, "Does that mean you can wait until the weekend?"

"..."

Can be a big guy.

Song Yanguang made up his mind for a moment, and his qi and blood rushed to his head instantly, pushing Xia Zhiye away with all his might, "Get up!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked into the house, aggressive, without turning his head.

As a result, when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he found that the gate was not open, so he could only turn his head and glared at Xia Zhiye, trying to maintain his dignity as a serious person.

Simply murderous.

Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing cutely in his heart, then bent down to pick up the umbrella, and slowly walked over, but did not open the door, just stood in front of Song Yan, looking down at him with a smile: "Reach out your hand."

"?"

"There is a surprise."

"??"

Hearing these three words, Song Yan immediately looked at him with suspicious and vigilant eyes.

Xia Zhiye smiled softly and mysteriously: "You will know when you reach out, this time is really a good thing."

"..."

Song Yan, who had been deceived many times, still stretched out his hand suspiciously.

Xia Zhiye's palm also covered it, and then something cold fell into his palm, like metal, and the shape was familiar.

When retracted hand, saw that it was indeed a key.

Song Yan looked up at Xia Zhiye.

Xia Zhiye shook the other identical key in his hand: "You have one, I have one, and this will be our home from now on."

If a person is willing to give the keys of his home to another person, it is enough to show the trust and importance of this intimate relationship.

But the word home is a bit too heavy and formal for Song Yan. He likes Xia Zhiye and trusts Xia Zhiye, but he doesn't feel that he is ready for a real family.

He pursed his lower lip slightly, and finally handed the key back: "I can't have it yet."

Not not, but not yet.

Xia Zhiye seemed to see through Song Yan's concerns, and instantly regained his rogue smile: "That's not good, I've already said that I'll support you in the future, so you have to have everything I have."

After speaking, he grabbed Song Yan's hand and opened the door with the key: "Look, you have already used this key, it is no longer innocent, so you must be responsible for it, it will be yours in the future."

"??"

Song Yan had seen the logic of robbers, but he had never seen the logic of such a robber.

Before he could refute, he was coaxed back to the house by Xia Zhiye: "Okay, after the key is stored, you can help me manage a spare key, and just return it to me if you don't want it in the future."

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about, go first, otherwise the wind will be so strong that Princess Yanyan will catch a cold again."

"..."

Damn princess!

Hearing these words, Song Yan instantly forgot the topic just now, grabbed the pillow on the sofa next to him and smashed it at Xia Zhiye, "Xia Zhiye, do you want to be beaten!"

Xia Zhiye smiled and caught it: "Just let me kiss before you get beaten. After all, peony flowers are also romantic to die as ghosts, and our Princess Yanyan is at least a top-quality peony. I don't lose."

"...Xia Zhiye!"

What kind of old rascal are you!

Song Yan completely forgot the topic of the handover just now, the blood of shame and anger rushed to his head, and he punched Xia Zhiye with a hard fist, and Xia Zhiye smiled and let him beat it without pain While taking the opportunity to hug each other, take advantage of it.

So after the beating, one vented his shame and anger, rode on Xia Zhiye to calm down his anger, one lay on the bed with one hand resting on the back of his head, the other protected the other from falling off, and ate clean food on his face. expression.

But the one who had beaten someone calmed down and felt a little embarrassed, and asked with a stern face, "Did I hit hard just now?"

And someone who wasn't beaten and hurt from the beginning to the end put on a "I'm hurt but I don't say it" grand gesture: "It's okay, it's okay."

"..."

Song Yan suddenly felt that his temper was too bad compared to Xia Zhiye, pursed his lips, and spit out a few words, "I will pay attention to it in the future."

Every time Song Yan put on the coldest look of me but in front of the best fool, Xia Zhiye would feel from the bottom of his heart that he was really not a person.

But dare next time.

Because Song Yan is so cute.

Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, don't pay attention, I'm raking my ears anyway."

"?" Song Yan didn't understand, "What does this have to do with raking ears?"

Xia Zhiye: "..."

It was then that he remembered that in his explanation to Song Yan, "raking ears" meant running a train with a mouth full of it.

So after a brief silence, he decided to retreat tactically, pinched Song Yan's waist, took him off his body, put him aside, and covered the quilt: "I'll take a shower first."

After speaking, he quickly slipped into the bathroom and locked the door.

Song Yan was left in the quilt: "???"

What is Xia Zhiye running?

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and there must be deceit.

Song Yan had a bad premonition, sat up alertly, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to Baidu to find out what the word really meant.

As a result, when the screen of the phone was unlocked, the interface just stayed on the WeChat Moments, the fingertips flicked inertialy, and the Moments refreshed, and the fingertips suddenly stopped.

The latest in the circle of friends.

[Autumn]: Happy Christmas Eve

[Pictured]: A delicately packaged Ping An fruit, a pair of cashmere gloves embroidered with pink hearts, and a greeting card that reads: Happy Christmas Eve, brother!

[Signing]: Little Milkberry*^o^*

Seeing the familiar tone of elder brother, seeing the signature of this little milkberry, thinking that Shang Huai seems to have passed Shen Jiayan's playlist to Zhou Ziqiu, and thinking of Ruan Tian talking about Zhou Zi when he was having hot pot tonight Autumn performance.

An immature but terrifying thought appeared in Song Yan's mind.

Sure enough, refresh again.

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: As long as my brother likes it! Chimi!

Chirp, Mi.

Song Yan suddenly felt a pain in his head.

Taking a deep breath, he forced a calm and calm screenshot to save and clicked on the pink and tender avatar of the sweet little milkberry in the world, and sent it to the past, asking: [What's going on? ]

Opposite back in seconds.

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: It's not a big deal, it's just that he has worked hard to bring me to the top, so he sent him some gifts on Christmas Eve

[YAN]: Not online dating?

[Sweet little milkberry in the world]: ? ? ?

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Song Yan! what are you saying! Don't sully my innocence! I'm still an innocent little virgin, okay? !

The shock can be felt through the screen.

Shen Jiayan is a person who is not good at lying. Judging from his reaction, he should definitely not have online dating.

Song Yan felt that maybe he was thinking too much, but when he thought about Zhou Ziqiu's behavior when he was eating hot pot at night, he felt that it was really wrong.

Nowhere is right.

And forget about the others, Shen Jiayan was the only friend he had since childhood except Xia Zhiye, and his brain wasn't particularly good, so he had to take care of some things.

So switched back to the circle of friends and was considering how to comment, when found two more comments.

[Not allowed to come to Japan Fangchang]: Yo, our Qiu brother has a girlfriend

[Autumn] Reply: Hmm

Song Yan: "..."

Um……? !

Song Yan's face was cold, and she took another screenshot and sent it to Shen Jiayan: [See for yourself]

The moment she saw the screenshot, Shen Jiayan was also stunned.

[Sweet little milkberry in the world]: ? ! Damn, when did I become his girlfriend? !

Song Yan resisted the urge to knock open his elm head and moved his fingers quickly.

[YAN]: Think for yourself, aside from calling your brother and giving gifts, have you ever done anything else that would make him misunderstand.

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: I think about it

[Sweet little milkberry in the world]: Oh, isn't it Christmas Eve today? There is an online game and activities, I have nothing to do, so I bought 999 limited-edition holiday fireworks to show him.

Song Yan also knew that the online game that Shen Jiayan was playing, the price of such a set of fireworks would definitely not be cheap. It was usually a common method used by male players to show their love to female players.

So he slowly made a question mark.

Shen Jiayan quickly explained: [But that's to thank him for taking me to the top ten in the arena! ]

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Oh, and I will give him a couple skin every time he comes out. Will he think too much? But I just want to hear the special voice...

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Sometimes I'm too pitiful, and I'll give him some milk tea and sing songs to make him happy, but that's because I'm afraid he'll get angry and won't take me to the top, the others seem to be There is nothing left.

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Anyway, he doesn't talk much, and his temper is not as good as business. He usually sings, sings, acts coquettish and cute in order to make him happy. It's already refunded.

Looking at the long list of news, I recalled the sweet "brother" I heard through the voice changer that day. Whether it was a party or not, I wanted to scold me for a natural scum.

How can I put on such a small hair.

Song Yan closed her eyes and recited "Shen Jiayan's brain is not good, don't care about him" ten times before she sent it over with a cold face: [I will ask you, if a girl is so coquettish and romantic to you every day, she will send it to you on Christmas Eve You pink heart gloves, what do you think? ]

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: She loves me miserably

[YAN]: So.

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: But I'm a man! Zhou Ziqiu is also a man! This is different!

[YAN]: Does he know you are a man?

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: ...Fuck! Careless!

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Then what should I do! Tired! He won't really fall in love with me!

Song Yan didn't even think about it: [To tell the truth]

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: No!

[YAN]: ?

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Let me ask you, if you were Zhou Ziqiu and Xia Zhiye was me, and you found out that he had deceived your feelings by wearing a vest, even if it was not his original intention, what would you do?

Song Yan still didn't think about it: [I buried it while I was still alive]

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Right! If I just said that, I'd be gone! Even if I am still alive, he will definitely not play with me anymore! Then my king! my guru! What should I do with my arena? !

Song Yan felt that Shen Jiayan was such a foolish sweetheart as she had never been beaten by society. Seeing his long series of crying and complaining, she had no sympathy at all, and typed quickly with no expression on her face.

[YAN]: The longer you drag on, the worse you will die. If you confess, be lenient. Maybe you can live to be eighteen.

[Sweet little milk berry in the world]: ... Wronged

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Then I will find a suitable opportunity to chat with him [Comao grievance.jpg]

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: But what if he is really mad at me, how should I coax him?

[YAN]: ?

[Sweet little milkberry in the world]: ? ?

[YAN]: Why are you trying to coax someone to play with you?

Shen Jiayan, who was far away in Beijing, was suddenly stunned, yes, why did he want to coax someone to play with him.

After a short thought, he gave a perfect answer: [Because his skills are good! ! ! ]

[YAN]: ?

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: After he quarreled with me and ignored me last time, I scored myself and lost more than a dozen stars in one night! In the end, I asked Xia Zhiye to use my account to help me call back.

"?"

Xia Zhiye also went to Shen Jiayan's king account to help him get points?

After Song Yan asked this question, Shen Jiayan immediately replied: [Yes, it was at the beginning of last month, he seems to be bringing some girl from the low-ranking diamond round to score points. If he doesn't have a number, he will borrow mine]

Early last month?

Shen Jiayan's account that Xia Zhiye borrowed?

Song Yan felt that something was not right.

It seems that some important clue was cut off by a pair of scissors, so those tiny beads scattered into the vast sandy beach, trying to piece together, but always felt that something was missing.

Just as he was about to think deeply about what was wrong, he heard the bathroom door squeak open.

Then came Xia Zhiye's lazy voice: "Brother Yan, I forgot to take a change of clothes, so you can help me take down my pajamas and panties, it's in the closet by the bedside, I love you, okay?"

"...?"

This is just the first day together, so you don't treat yourself as an outsider? Who's going to take your smelly panties? Do you want to be shameless? !

The violent factor that Song Yan finally fell silent because of thinking, woke up instantly after hearing Xia Zhiye's mean voice, and then remembered the real purpose of turning on the phone.

So I immediately opened Baidu and quickly typed in "what does raking ears mean".

After reading the explanation given by the Baidu entry "referring to men who are afraid of their wives", I think of the scene where I said Xia Zhiye was just a rake in front of Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao.

Song Yan sneered and stood up: "Okay, get your clothes, okay? I'll come right away."