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The sound of the rain was gone, the coolness brought by the rain was gone, the shyness of getting up early was gone, and the sense of touch became unprecedentedly sensitive. He Yuzheng felt that his lips were lightly grinded twice, and then someone hugged his waist. Sticking... sticking to Jiang Fang's rigid body, his eyes were tightly closed and he dared not open them.
"You can open your eyes." The touch on his lips disappeared, and his hearing returned.
He Yuzheng opened his eyes, and in his big dull but bright eyes was full of Jiang Fang, who was soaked by the rain and looked at him affectionately.
He Yuzheng moved his lips, and his face instantly became warm, he bit his lower lip suddenly, and looked at Jiang Fang at a loss.
"He Yuzheng." Jiang Fang lowered his voice, as if afraid of scaring him.
He Yuzheng nodded slowly, his eyes still unblinking.
"Happy birthday."
He Yuzheng continued to nod, blinking his eyes this time.
"I just kissed you." Jiang Fang said this slowly, his voice low.
He Yuzheng was stunned and stopped nodding.
"Because I like you." Jiang Fang's eyes were hot, and his eyes rarely flashed shyly: "Although it is very impolite, but... do you want to think about me?"
"Boom!" There was no thunder in the sky, but He Yuzheng's brain was thundering. He was blown away by the thunder and hung his head like a quail. He found that a small pond had formed where they were standing, and the rain was pouring. Getting into the slippers, he shrank his toes: "Let's... go to my house first, it's raining too much."
In the He's house in the early morning, only the chef aunt and grandma got up. He Yuzheng took Jiang Fang to the third floor while they were not paying attention. After entering the room, He Yuzheng immediately went to get a clean bath towel. Handing the towel to Jiang Fang: "Wipe it."
The two of them stood face to face, each with a bath towel wiping the water off their bodies. The sound of the soft cloth and their bodies rubbing against their bodies made people's ears catch fire in the quiet room. He Yuzheng threw the bath towel away: "I've wiped it off."
Jiang Fang also put down the bath towel and looked at He Yuzheng calmly.
"Do you want to change a dress?" He Yuzheng asked in a low voice, his eyes scattered.
"He Yuzheng." Jiang Fang said, "did you scare you?"
He Yuzheng's mind was still pounding, he raised his head laboriously, and finally picked up what he should say amid the crackling thunder, not confident enough: "Do you like me?"
"like."
"Which one... like?" Crimson crawled all over He Yuzheng's cheeks.
"It's the kind of rude liking that I want you to only belong to me." Jiang Fang noticed He Yuzheng's stunned expression: "Your coat fell off last night, and the letter inside...I saw it."
He Yuzheng's pupils suddenly tightened, and his face turned pale: "That...that I didn't plan to show you!"
Jiang Fang grabbed He Yuzheng, who wanted to step back. Seeing that he was disobedient, he simply took him into his arms. He Yuzheng was like a kitten that was suddenly lifted by the back of his neck, and he didn't move for a moment.
"I didn't decide to like you after reading the letter, it was because I liked you that I wanted to read the letter, and wanted to know why Jiang Fang couldn't read it." Jiang Fang's deep voice sounded in He Yuzheng's ear: "I bought the highlighter that gives ink. , if I'm still angry, I'll pretend I haven't seen it."
Jiang Fang loosened He Yuzheng slightly, took out five highlighters of different colors from his pocket, and delivered them to He Yuzheng.
He Yuzheng's nose is sour: "You have seen it, what's the use of highlighter..."
"Do you still want it?" Jiang Fang paused as he sent out his hand.
"I want it!" He Yuzheng grasped the five pens tightly, and almost snatched them from Jiang Fang's hands, changing the look of being lost just now, raised his head and looked at Jiang Fang viciously: "This kind of pen is used to write love letters. Yes, it's useless for you to stay."
"I can write it for you." Jiang Fang's words made He Yuzheng blushed again.
"I've already confessed, what else do I write..." He Yuzheng mumbled awkwardly. He put the pen on the bedside table, and walked around the room twice as if there were no flies. After a while, he scratched his head and walked to Jiang Fang. In front of him, he looked at him dazedly and shyly: "That's it... Now it's like this... We" He Yuzheng was so confused that he couldn't explain clearly, took a deep breath and closed his eyes forcefully, "You asked outside. What's my last word?"
"Do you want to think about me?" Jiang Fang's voice was soft and tight, calmly nervous.
"Okay." He Yuzheng sighed and opened his eyes: "I said yes, let's change now."
After He Yuzheng finished speaking, he turned around in shame and strode toward the cloakroom. With smoke above his head, he was rummaging for clothes that Jiang Fang could wear. The sweater, which he bought for his collection, has not been worn. He Yuzheng decisively removed the tag, walked out with his clothes and pushed it into Jiang Fang's arms: "Go and change it."
Jiang Fang obediently took the sweater and walked into the bathroom. He Yuzheng lingered outside the bathroom door and waited three minutes before Jiang Fang could not help but ask, "Is it inappropriate?"
"No." Jiang Fang replied, at the same time he opened the door of the bathroom, the black sweater fit him well and handsomely, He Yuzheng smiled lightly in his eyes: "My vision is really good."
Jiang Fang pursed his lips and looked at He Yuzheng, suddenly took his arm, lowered his head and kissed his cheek lightly. , he also tentatively raised his chin, followed suit, and silently returned a kiss to Jiang Fang's mouth.
It's really... fascinated, He Yuzheng thought a second before being held down by Jiang Fang to kiss back.
Chapter 41 Birthday
When we parted, He Yuzheng still had his eyes open, and his lips and eyes were intoxicatingly pink. All morning, both the weather and the people were wet, wet but full of heat, as if making people look forward to the coming summer.
"Jiang Fang..." He Yuzheng blushed endlessly, he was embraced by Jiang Fang, his legs were as soft as clouds: "I think... we have to go downstairs quickly, Mom and Dad get up now..."
"it is good."
It took He Yuzheng five minutes to relax, but when he looked at Jiang Fang, he still subconsciously looked at his lips, and then his scalp began to heat up and numb, like some kind of allergy symptoms, until they sneaked downstairs and left. Paradise took a taxi and could not relieve it.