The quilt was very fragrant, the kind that was dry and mixed with the smell of perfume in the closet.

On the first day of the first day of the first year, I felt that I was pressed by Yan Hang, and my whole body fell into the quilt, and I couldn't see anything, only touch and hearing were left.

With the canceled visual bonus, he could hear it very clearly, and Yan Hang's breathing was right behind his ears.

Every tiny touch seems to be magnified.

The hot air swept across the back of his neck, the tip of his tongue across the ear porch, and most importantly, the hand in his trousers, the hand of Yan Hang, which had only long fingers and beautiful joints, and was flexible and light no matter what he did.

These stimuli come so suddenly every time, but on the first day of the first year, I feel that my reaction is also very fast. After all, I am still a very young dog, swoosh!

I got up.

But at this moment, at this moment when his whole body was in excitement, there was a voice shouting vigorously in a corner of his mind.

Hold on, bro! Do not second!

On the first day of the first day, he snorted softly, but he couldn't hold back his voice. He grabbed Yan Hang's wrist.

But this action is useless, he can neither pull Yan Hang's hand away, nor can he control Yan Hang's movements by pinching his wrist.

But when he was holding his wrist, he could feel the movement of the muscles and carpal bones pulled by each movement in his palm.

Forget it, damn it if you can hold on to it.

He gave up his efforts on the first day of the first day of the new year... In fact, there is no such thing as hard work and hard work, he has no control technology and ability at all.

Once you decide to give up, it's even more enjoyable.

He gasped, and grabbed Yan Hang's waist with his hand.

...

"Puppy." Yan Hang rested his arms on the bed and flicked lightly on the ear of the first day.

The face of the first day of the first year was still buried in the quilt, and he could feel the ups and downs of his body when he gasped. After he calmed down, he turned his face on the first day, frowned and said, "Are you crazy?"

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

On the first day of the first day, he lay down for a while and moved.

Yan Hang propped up the bed and stood up. On the first day of the first day of the first year, he turned his head and glanced at him, and then slowly turned over and looked at him.

His face was a little confused, but it was much better than the last time he came back. At least his eyes didn't let go and stayed on his face all the time.

Still frowning.

"What kind of expression on his face," Yan Hang said, "I didn't shoot in seconds, I'll prove it."

"Ah." Chu Yi rubbed his nose.

"Here," Yan Hang took two wet wipes and handed them to him, then took another to wipe his hands, "I'll pack up in a while and go out to buy..."

"You..." The first day of the first year did not pick up the wet wipes, his eyes slowly descended from his face and stopped on his crotch.

"Huh?" Yan Hang glanced at him.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't say a word, and suddenly sat up from the bed.

"You don't have to worry about me." Yan Hang turned around and prepared to go to the living room.

To be honest, although it wasn't a second shot this time on the first day of the first year, it didn't last long. It is estimated that since the beginning of the year, he has never tried to slap it himself, so this time is slow for Yan Hang. Almost, not to the point of knocking down the plane.

But as soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, he heard movement behind him, and he could hear that he jumped off the bed on the first day of the new year.

He turned his head and saw Chu Yi standing by the bed staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

"I'm coming." Chu Yi said.

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned.

He didn't speak on the first day of the first day, and looked down again.

Yan Hang glanced down subconsciously, feeling that he probably understood the meaning of the first day of the first year.

Being so active in the first day of the first year of the first year made him very surprised, and it also made him a little... embarrassed, I don't know why, he wouldn't feel embarrassed when he touched the first day of the first year, but when he thought of the first day of the first year, a little ass would go to him. Touching his body, he would suddenly have a sense of guilt that he had broken the child.

"No need," Yan Hang smiled and continued to walk out, "I..."

"Stand." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked his tongue, and when he turned around again, he found that in addition to being embarrassed and unfinished about the expression on the first day of the first year, there seemed to be a little... not convinced?

"You don't know like this and think you want vengeance." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first day, he glared at him: "Not every time, it's you."

"No," Yan Hang smiled, "actually it doesn't matter who this is..."

He didn't speak for the first time, just stared at him.

Yan Hang suddenly reacted, would he feel a little shameless after recovering from his strength in the first day of the first year?

Now the expression on the face of the first day of the first day is not much different from that of a child who has lost a game and shouted "one more time".

"Dog." Yan Hang wanted to say something

But on the first day of the first day, he bit his lip, lowered his head and rushed towards him.

"Fuck!" Yan Hang was taken aback, this pose, he really got used to it and felt that he could drag his little brother down, so he quickly turned around and ran.

"Give it to me! Stand!" The first day of the first year roared.

Yan Hang didn't say a word, he ran into the toilet quickly, and closed the door with a backhand bang. When he came to twist the door lock on the first day of the new year, he locked it inside.

"Yan Hang!" On the first day of the first day, he slammed the door.

"There's no such thing as you," Yan Hang pressed against the door, "You count as rape."

"...Open the door!" The first day of the first year continued to pound the door.

"Do you just say you want to fight or do you want to fuck me?" Yan Hang said.

"Open the door!" Chu Yi didn't answer his question.

"You are very arrogant, brother dog?" Yan Hang wanted to laugh a little.

"You wait." Chu Yi said.

"What are you waiting for?" Yan Hang asked.

There was no sound outside the door, Yan Hang put his ear to the door and listened, and it seemed that he walked away on the first day of the new year.

There is conspiracy.

Yan Hang smiled, what about gadgets?

A few seconds later, the footsteps of the first year came from outside the door, coming from the living room.

Before Yan Hang could understand what his plan was, he heard a sound from the door lock.

"You are very capable?" Yan Hang was a little surprised, "The first day of the first year!"

The first day of the first day outside did not speak, but the movement of the lock did not stop.

Yan Hang leaned against the wall and looked at the door lock with interest.

In the past, he said that he could open the lock on the first day of the new year, but he didn't care. Now, watching the unlocking on the first day of the new year, he suddenly felt very interesting. A silly and honest dog would actually sneak out the door and break the lock.

Still... pretty slippery?

Before Yan Hang could appreciate it for a while, it was only three or five seconds before the door of the toilet was opened with a "click".

On the first day of the first day, he opened the door aggressively and rushed into the toilet.

Then he stood in front of Yan Hang and stared at him face to face.

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

After a brief pause, he rushed over and hugged him.

"Hey." Yan Hang sighed and hugged him.

Then he felt the hand of the first day of the first year touch down, and Yan Hang turned his head to the side and kissed on the neck of the first day of the first year.

Originally, he didn't have a plan to play today. He didn't have enough time in the evening. He had to buy clothes and eat. He had to go to work in the cafe at 7:30 on the first day of the first day. .

But right now, he is not particularly able to withstand the state of vengeance on the first day of the new year.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that, what else could be more important than Brother Gou being arrogant?

In the first year of junior high school, his hand went all the way down, touching his stomach and waist, and finally grabbed it lightly through his trousers, and then stopped.

please continue.

Please put your hand in it.

Do you have amnesia?

Yan Hang tilted his head and looked at the first day of the first year. The first day of the first year was so fixed, as if he didn't know what to do. Although Yan Hang was set on fire by him, he was too embarrassed to grab his hand and stuff it inside, full of lust. It just stuck in the stomach unnecessarily.

A few seconds later, Chu Yi suddenly released his hand, took two steps back, turned around and ran out of the toilet.

? ? ? ?

Yan Hang stood on the spot with an indescribable emotion.

Dog brother?

What's the meaning?

No flirting!

Yan Hang sighed, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, poured two handfuls of cold water on his face, and put out the fire.

Very bad for the body!

Within ten minutes, two cases were destroyed.

He wiped his face, walked out of the toilet, and saw Chu Yi was standing in the living room in a daze.

"Go and pack up," Yan Hang said, "go and buy clothes."

"Oh," the first day of the first year took two steps to the toilet and whispered, "You didn't give birth, are you angry?"

"No," Yan Hang glanced at him, "what's the matter?"

"Hold, are you still?" Chu Yi asked.

"Be careful with your words," Yan Hang couldn't help laughing, "Believe it or not, if you want to change someone, you must be beaten."

"If you don't change people, why do you want to change people, people?" He said in a low voice with his head down on the first day of the first year.

"No change," Yan Hang went over and hugged him, slapped him on the buttocks, "Change pants."

"Well," Chu nodded slightly and looked at him again with determination, "Wait for me to practice, practice well."

"How to practice?" Yan Hang immediately became alert, "How many times do you fucking want to find a model to practice for someone?"

"...myself." Chu Yi snorted and walked quickly into the toilet.

Yan Hang also snorted.

Just sitting down on the sofa, he came out wearing a pair of underwear on the first day of the first year, ran into the bedroom, took a pair of pants, and ran into the toilet.

Yan Hang sighed.

When Chu Yi came out of the toilet a few minutes later, he looked basically calm.

"Let's go?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well," Chu nodded a little, then looked at the bedroom after thinking about it, "I don't have the quilt, it's ready."

"Come back and do it again," Yan Hang said, "Aren't you going back to the dormitory today?"

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Go." Yan Hang raised his hand and flicked his forehead.

After working in the cafe for such a long time, never visited the pedestrian street once in the first year of the new year. only know that the people who come to the store at night are all tired from walking around the pedestrian street.

However, he has no interest in shopping, and has never been there. The first time he went shopping, Yan Hang took him to buy shoes. The second time was today, and Yan Hang took him to buy clothes.

On the first day of the first day, he touched the small steel rod in his pocket. Yan Hang didn't refuse to help him buy clothes. Anyway, he also had a plan and wanted to buy something for Yan Hang.

Although it felt like Yan Hang lacked anything.

"Why don't you buy a down jacket," Yan Hang said, "do you wear other clothes besides this basic down jacket and school uniform?"

"Wear it," said the first day, "Sweater T, T-shirt sports, sports clothes."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"No." Chu Yi smiled.

"You have the temperament of a dog," Yan Hang put his arm around his shoulder, "try a baseball uniform."

"What is a dog, the same air, temperament?" I don't know much about the first year of junior high school, and I don't know what a baseball uniform is. "Is it a purchased uniform?"

"...Shut up." Yan Hang probably didn't know where to start.

"Closed." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang walked forward for a while and dragged him into a shop.

Before this store was put on hold, no matter what you bought on the first day of the new year, you would never enter it.

At first glance, the clothes in the store are all that he can't wear, and he doesn't dare to wear them. All kinds of clothes obviously look like sports models, but they all have a foreign atmosphere of "don't get close to local dogs".

Don't say he doesn't dare to wear it, even if he dares to wear it, he doesn't think he's worthy of it.

Yan Hang took a cotton jacket with bars and compared it to him: "Put it on and see."

"Is this a stick, a football uniform?" Chu Chu asked in a low voice.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled and said in a low voice, "yes, the local dog will try it quietly, if someone finds out, he will drive you out."

On the first day of the first day of the first year, he laughed after him, and took the clothes: "I just feel that I can't wear it, just like that."

"Impossible," Yan Hang said, "our native dogs are so handsome, they can look good in anything. Don't worry, your brother will match you."

At the beginning, he nodded, took off his down jacket, and put on this one.

"Very good," Yan Hang looked at him, "Long legs, just wear any sweatpants."

"Well." On the first day of the first day, he glanced at the mirror quickly, and after making sure that he didn't look strange, he turned around and looked at the mirror seriously.

Then he looked down at the price on the tag.

Omg!

Baseball clothes are so expensive!

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Very good," Yan Hang took another slightly longer one, "You can try this one again."

The short ones are so expensive, the longer ones are not more expensive!

The first day of the first year shook his head: "I like it, I like short ones."

"Okay," Yan Hang didn't say anything else, took off his jacket and handed it to him, putting on the longer one, "then I want this one."

"Well." Chu Yi looked at him.

Yan Hang looks good in everything he wears, casual, sporty, formal, long or short, pullover zipper, no matter what style he wears, he can look handsome.

That's the scent.

The temperament of a foreign dog.

When Yan Hang was trying on clothes, he saw a lot of scarves hanging on a shelf next to him on the first day of the first year, all of which looked foreign.

He reached out and touched it. It was soft, and it should have been warm.

So he quietly picked up the tag again and took a look.

Mother!

The police uncle is stealing money from this shop!

This is a black shop!

A scarf is 299! 299!

It only costs 50 yuan to find a big sister in the vegetable market to weave a piece!

Of course, not so pretty.

Not so touchy either.

You get what you pay for...

"Like this scarf?" Yan Hang walked up to him.

"No, no," the first day shook his head, "whatever, touch."

Yan Hang snorted.

"There's no place for your hand, let it go." Chu Yi put his hand on the scarf and put it on it.

Yan Hang laughed, looked at the scarf on the shelf, then picked up a black, white and gray plaid, and compared it to his chin: "This is pretty, but it's not suitable for you... I'll take a look... …”

"That's it." Chu Yi grabbed it.

"Okay," Yan Hang scratched his hair, "Go to the checkout."

The clothes and scarves were put on the cashier counter by Yan Hang, and the little girl at the cashier asked, "Are you together?"

"No," Chu Yi quickly took out the scarf, "I'll give you the money."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Quick." Chu Yi also looked at him.

"Whatever you want." Yan Hang smiled, gave the money for the two clothes, and put it aside.

"Scarf three hundred and ninety-nine." The little girl took the scarf and swept it.

"Ah?" The first day of the first day was stunned, "Isn't it two, two, two hundred nine, nineteen?"

"The two-nine-nine are the solid color ones," said the little girl, "the three-nine-nine ones."

"Let's change it," Yan Hang walked towards the scarf rack, "You don't look good with the plaid."

"That's it." On the first day of the first day, he grabbed Yan Hang's arm and grabbed the money from the bag with one hand.

When he came out of the store, he always wanted to cover his chest on the first day of the new year. Although it was bought for Yan Hang, he still felt distressed. He had never bought anything over 30 yuan a year ago.

But Yan Hang likes it, no problem.

"Here," he handed the bag containing the scarf to Yan Hang, "for you."

Yan Hang was stunned for a while, looking at him without speaking.

"The salary is paid, okay?" said the first day.

Yan Hang still looked at him without speaking.

"I will reward you at will, I will reward you." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang put his hand around the back of his head, brought him to him, tilted his head and kissed him on the lips.

On the first day of the first year, I felt like a pole in the wind.

Not to mention that his hands, feet and body are stiff, even his lips are stiff, shock and shock and shock make his whole person look like a wax figure.

Fortunately, the kiss was very short, Yan Hang almost pressed his lips and released him.

"Go." Yan Hang pushed him.

On the first day of the first year, he staggered for a while before he regained his senses. He lowered his head and rushed forward, for fear that the scene just now would be seen by others.

After rushing for fifty meters, Yan Hang tugged at his clothes, and he slowed down.

"No one saw it." Yan Hang said.

"Oh." Chu Yi heaved a sigh of relief.

It was only at this moment that mind began to turn, recalled the brief touch just now, and touched face subconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

"I thought you were going to hit me," said the first day.

"Why do I hit you when I have nothing to do?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Last time, I'm here." Chu Yi glanced at him.

"Why don't you weld your teeth." Yan Hang said.

"The teeth are welded, not on," said the first day of the first year, "you are useless, have you used a welding gun, right?"

"...Let's eat." Yan Hang said.

The meaning of this weekend is still not the same for the first year of the new year.

Apart from the embarrassing and conspicuous matter of him growing from a second shot to an N second shot, he suddenly thought of something else.

Although he and Yan Hang never acted excessively for two nights, something in his mind lingered all the time.

slap.

Take a flight.

He hadn't thought about this before, even before today, he hadn't thought about it at all, even if he knew that Yan Hang could slap, he never thought that he could... slap.

I don't know why, but this thought made him more embarrassed than being slapped by Yan Hang.

When he went back to school, he was still thinking about it.

These people in the dormitory, will they fuck?

How to fuck?

No, how to fuck is not the point, where to fuck is the key.

in bed?

Or... a toilet?

"Fuck," Hu Biao scolded next to him, "How long has it been since Su Bin was forced into the toilet? Are you farming in it!"

"Constipation." Wu Xu said.

"What if you slip and fall and can't get up," Gao Xiaoyang said, "I'll knock on the door."

"You got it," Zhou Chunyang leaned against the back of the chair and swayed the chair, "What if one person is rubbing, what if you knock him down."

The group was all happy, Li Ziqiang jumped over and smashed the toilet door a few times: "Are you fucking finished!"

Inside Su Bin didn't say anything.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, didn't say a word, and listened to the explosion of all kinds of pornographic jokes from the group of people in the dormitory.

"Hey," Zhou Chunyang kicked him, "Are you all right?"

"Huh?" He glanced at him for the first time, "It's okay."

"Why are you in a daze?" Zhou Chunyang said.

"Shen, Si." Chu Yi put his arms on the table and put his hands on his chin.

"You must have something to do," Zhou Chunyang said. "You don't usually think like this when you think deeply."

"He's really, really in the toilet," the first day of the first year really couldn't hold back, "Is it masturbating?"

Zhou Chunyang was stunned: "What?"

The first time did not speak.

After a few seconds, Zhou Chunyang laughed: "Who knows, how uncomfortable it is to rub in the toilet, and how good it is to lie on the bed."

"That's right," Zhang Qiang said, simulating a movement on his hands, "When the quilt is covered, shhhhh..."

"Just shoot." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Go away," Zhang Qiang said, "I'm quite persistent."

"It's quite durable," Hu Biao nodded. "The bed shook for five minutes when I was masturbating yesterday."

"You pinched his watch?" Gao Xiaoyang said.

"I guess," Hu Biao said, "he stopped and I played for five minutes..."

"Put your mother's fart." Zhang Qiang said.

"Let's organize a match," Zhou Chunyang said. "You two can fight."

"Chunyang," Hu Biao looked at Zhou Chunyang, "do you want to take this opportunity..."

"Don't get intoxicated," Zhou Chunyang laughed, "When I was masturbating, thinking of you guys made me go soft."

"Fuck off." Zhang Qiang pointed at him.

What the people in the dormitory said later, didn't listen carefully to the first day of the new year.

I just felt that even if I didn't come from an alien planet, I was really like a dog that came out of a ravine without electricity.

Growing up so big, he seems like a person who doesn't understand anything.

He couldn't describe himself after opening his orifices late, because he didn't have this orifice at all.

It must be that Yan Hang cut it open for him.

Su Bin finally came out of the toilet, and he couldn't tell whether he was licking or not. Anyway, he always had that expression on his face.

Before everyone finished washing, the dormitory lights went out.

Zhou Chunyang was the last one, and after washing in the dark, he scolded and went to bed.

On the first day of the first day, he took out his mobile phone and was about to send a message to Yan Hang to say good night when the phone suddenly rang, which startled him.

When he saw the caller ID, he was stunned.

It's mom.

He was a little uneasy. For so long, his mother had never called him, and now he suddenly received a call from her, and there was always a feeling of fear.

"Who's calling?" Li Ziqiang asked impatiently.

"Mine," on the first day of the first day, he quickly answered the phone and buried his head in the quilt, "Hello?"

"Has your dad contacted you?" Mom asked right away.

"Ah?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"Liang Bing said that someone had seen him out of town, but he wasn't sure," the mother said. "Your father is definitely not dead! Has he contacted you?"

"...No." Chu Yi sat up.

"I'm going to divorce him," Mom said. "I'll let you know. If he contacts you, you'll tell him."

"Ah." Chu Yi was stunned.