Yang Zicong drank the milk in small sips, thinking about what to do tonight. He didn't dare to sleep alone. If he told brother Yizheng that he would sleep with him tonight, would he be willing? He raised his eyes and stole the milk.
Glancing at Shang Yizheng, I saw that Shang Yizheng was focused on his work. His handsome face seemed to be surrounded by a layer of brilliance under the light. It had a sacred feeling that people were afraid to approach, but it also made people feel that
I wonder what kind of woman is needed to match such an outstanding person?
"Brother, can I ask you a question?" Yang Zicong put down the cup, supported his chin with both hands and looked at Shang Yizheng.
"Say," Shang Yizheng raised his head.
"Does my brother really not have a girlfriend? The kind he likes." After asking, Yang Zicong added another sentence. He heard from his family that brother Yizheng didn't have a girlfriend, but is this true? Brother Yizheng is so outstanding, why?
Maybe I don’t have a girlfriend?
"No." Shang Yizheng didn't expect the little man to ask this question suddenly. He was stunned for a moment before answering, and then asked in confusion: "Why did Xiao Cong suddenly ask this question?"
"My brother should be very outstanding. Many boys in our class have girlfriends, but none of them are as outstanding as my brother. So why doesn't my brother have a girlfriend?" The little man tilted his head and said curiously,
Suddenly he raised his eyebrows, ran to Shang Yizheng, leaned close to him and said with a smile: "Brother, are you embarrassed to say it? It's okay, just tell me, I won't tell anyone, really."
Shang Yizheng looked at the little man's curious look and felt a little helpless. You are the one I like, but he couldn't say it out loud. He just smiled and said, "Brother really doesn't have a girlfriend. Xiao Cong just wants to have one with him."
His girlfriend?”
"I just want to see what kind of talent is worthy of my brother," the little man said with a curl of his lips. In fact, he didn't really want Shang Yizheng to have a girlfriend. If he had a girlfriend, then he would.
I left, but now I don’t want to leave, I don’t want to leave this free place, I don’t want to leave this person who loves and cares for me.
Yang Zicong, who was still thinking about something, didn't realize that after he finished speaking, Shang Yizheng reached out to him. After his chin was gently pinched, he came back to his senses and saw Shang Yizheng's handsome face.
He leaned towards him, and when Shang Yizheng kissed his lips, he realized that he had been kissed by Shang Yizheng.
Shang Yizheng kissed Yang Zicong and immediately let go and sat back. He said with a smile: "Someone like Xiao Cong is worthy of me." His gentle tone but firm meaning meant
Yang Zicong came back to his senses and glanced at Shang Yizheng with a red face. He immediately lowered his head and muttered: "I'm talking about girls." He put a hand on his mouth and felt that he was kissed again. My brother always kisses.
Man, I couldn't help but feel my heart beat faster today. If they weren't both men, I would have thought that my brother had fallen in love with me.
Shang Yizheng just smiled after hearing this. After finishing the last bit of work, he turned off the computer and stood up.
"Okay, I'm done with it. Now Xiao Cong, do you want to continue watching the movie or go to sleep?" Shang Yizheng said
"Brother, can I sleep with you tonight?" the little man asked carefully.
"Huh?" Shang Yizheng was stunned. What did the little man just say?
"I don't dare to sleep alone." Seeing that Shang Yizheng didn't react, the little man pouted and said again
Thinking of the thriller just now, Shang Yizheng understood that the little man was too scared to sleep alone.
"Then sleep with me," Shang Yizheng said, but he was a little worried in his heart, worried that he would not be able to help overpowering the villain.
"Oh, long live my brother." Xiao Shi'er raised his hands and cheered happily after hearing this. He ran over and took Shang Yizheng's hand: "Let's go to bed."
"Yes" Shang Yizheng took the little man back to his room.
When he got to the room, Shang Yizheng asked the little man to take a bath first, and went downstairs to help him get his pajamas. He imagined the little man naked in the shower. Shang Yizheng got a little angry and warned himself again and again to control himself.
, you can’t scare the little man. After drinking a glass of water, he slowly returned to the room. After putting his clothes on the bed, the bathroom door opened. The little man came out wearing his bathrobe and saw Shang Yizheng.
In the room, he smiled at Shang Yizheng and said, "Brother, I've finished washing."
"Well, here are the pajamas. You put them on yourself, and I'll take a shower." Shang Yizheng looked at the little man's pink and delicate skin at the spacious collar greedily, and then hurriedly walked into the bathroom.
The little man didn't notice anything wrong. He walked to the bed and changed his clothes, then lay down on Shang Yizheng's bed. Smelling the scent of Shang Yizheng remaining on the quilt, Yang Zicong rolled over in relief, and then
Hiding in the quilt, holding a corner of the quilt, looking at the bathroom door with wide eyes, waiting for Shang Yizheng to come out
In the bathroom, Shang Yizheng held his swollen lower body with one hand and gritted his teeth. He was afraid that the little people outside would hear it and did not dare to say anything.
With his eyes closed, one hand rested on the wall, and he moved flexibly to soothe his lower body. Smelling the scented air after the little man had been washed, Shang Yizheng felt that his body was constantly heating up, and he groaned softly. He really wanted to do this.
Go out and hold the little man under you
Half an hour later, when Shang Yizheng came out, he saw the sleeping little man with his little head exposed. He was sleeping very deeply. His slight exhalation sounded very cute to Shang Yizheng.
He walked over, lay down on the little man, opened his mouth and inhaled the air exhaled by the little man. He felt that the smell of the little man was even in his lungs. He smiled with satisfaction, got on the bed from the other side, and closed the door.
Deng, got into the quilt, gently picked up the little man who was sleeping soundly with his head tilted, and put him in his arms. Then he lay down to sleep. The little man in his arms was sleeping deeply. In Shang Yizheng, he
After being held in his arms, he just rubbed himself in Shang Yizheng's arms and continued to sleep.
The room with the lights turned off was peaceful, the moonlight shone in through the glass window, and the soft halo enveloped the two figures hugging each other on the bed, with a holy light that seemed to mean blessing.