a delicate flower

Ailang doesn't think he is a "good person". His chastity is still there, but his integrity has long since disappeared.The reason why he only kissed the corner of Zhuang Lin's mouth just now was not because he was playing some trick to get him, but simply because he didn't brush his teeth tonight.

The first kissing experience of two people is always easy to be remembered better, Ai Lang doesn't want to leave Zhuang Lin with a unique first kiss of barbecue flavor.

In fact, Ai Lang chose to sleep in the same tent with Zhuang Lin just now, and he didn't have any thoughts.

One is that Zhuang Lin is too obedient, and Ai Lang has never considered the possibility of Zhuang Lin taking the initiative; the other is that Ai Lang lacks sexual interest, sleeping in this simple tent with no oil or clothing, and the two of them each smell like barbecue , Ellen doesn't want to wrong himself.

Ai Lang filtered out the random thoughts in his head, and fell into a deep sleep with the sound of the waves on his pillow.

On the contrary, it was Zhuang Lin who lost sleep all night because of Ai Lang's restrained kiss.

Ailang slept until 04:30 in the morning, and was called up by others in a daze to change shifts.Ailang yawned and turned over and sat up, when he heard movement beside him.

Ailang turned his head and asked softly, "Did you wake up?"

Ai Lang didn't turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and with the faint light, he vaguely recognized that Zhuang Lin seemed to be shaking his head.

"No……"

Zhuang Lin's voice became a little hoarse because he hadn't touched a drop of water for several hours, and every word he uttered seemed to have soft barbs, which tickled people's hearts, "I'm a little bit of a bed, I didn't sleep last night good."

The sprayed breath became clearly audible in the narrow and crowded tent, with the floating air lingering on Zhuang Lin's body vaguely.

Ailang's smile grew stronger: "So it seems..." His voice rose, and there was bright teasing in his words, "Do I have to invite you to get used to my bed in advance?"

"..."

Zhuang Lin's brain became unresponsive due to the damage reduction caused by not sleeping all night, and he said "ah" blankly. Ai Lang couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but he could imagine Zhuang Lin's embarrassed expression.

Ai Lang smiled, rubbed his eyes and didn't continue to tease Zhuang Lin. He said, "Lie down for a while", and then got out of the tent with a cat in his body to find the classmate who was changing shifts.

·

The light outside the tent is brighter, and there are still straight street lamps standing on the seaside path. The sea breeze stirs the waves, and the wind blows them.

Ailang didn't wear shoes, and stepped on the soft sand with bare feet, step by step, the coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to the ends of his hair, and immediately he felt no sleepiness.

There are two other boys who are on shift with Ai Lang. The three of them get together. One of them is Cao Huaide, and the other is the head of the talent department.

He shook the mineral water bottle up and down, pushed Cao Huaide with his shoulders and elbows, and chatted about it: "Your girls recruited by the Ministry of Rites and Models this year are all too upright! Envious and jealous, do you have a chance to grab some first?"

Cao Huaide was not interested in chatting, and replied in a flat tone: "No."

As he said that, the corner of his eye seemed to "inadvertently" cast towards Ai Lang, and the slightly rolling Adam's apple was proof that he was struggling to find a topic, but before he could dig out a suitable topic, he was immediately attracted by the figure moving obliquely ahead , immediately frowned displeased.

Ai Lang opened a bottle of mineral water and rinsed his mouth. He took a sip of water and "gurgled" to wash his teeth and the walls of his mouth. He turned his head and spat aside. When he looked up, he saw a tall and straight figure walking towards him.

Ailang looked up at the man, and before he spoke, the corners of his lips raised, and he said, "Why don't you lie down for a while?"

Zhuang Lin walked slowly from the gloom, and the outline of his handsome face gradually became clear. When he approached, he nodded and smiled at Cao Huaide and the head of the talent department.

He stood beside Ai Lang, looked down at Ai Lang, and said, "I can't sleep anyway... How about you go back and sleep more, senior, and I'll watch the night for you."

Ailang smiled and squinted his eyes, peeled a piece of bubble gum and threw it into his mouth to chew and chew. He patted his buttocks and stood up, and said to Zhuang Lin, "I can't sleep, right? Come with me for a walk."

Ailang turned his head and greeted the other two people, then handed the mineral water in his hand to Zhuang Lin to rinse his mouth, then passed Zhuang Lin by, and walked in front of him.

The two, one in front and one behind, slowly stepped on the soft quicksand of the white beach in the dim light, and the distance from the two of them in place was neither far nor close.

The sea breeze blows the humidity and the faint salty smell, and gently brushes the ends of the hair.

Ai Lang stood still, facing the sea and opening his arms in the wind.

Zhuang Lin lowered his head, his eyes were entangled by Ai Lang's bare feet, he seemed to be able to distinguish Ai Lang's white ankles in the dim light, leaving a footprint on one foot, and the sunken footprint was blocked The light source is turned on and filled with black shadows.

Ai Lang sat down anywhere, turned his head to look at the figure sitting slowly beside him, and flirted with him as soon as he opened his mouth: "If it's my insomnia and can't sleep tonight, you will definitely be woken up by me... Well, maybe Was shaken awake..."

Ai Lang's Mandarin is very standard, with a clear bite and clear words, but Zhuang Lin didn't understand what Ai Lang meant.

Zhuang Lin was stunned, and asked: "...why did the senior shake me awake?"

Ailang gently suppressed his laughter, bent his lips, and sincerely answered his doubts: "I am a very easy-going person~"

As Ai Lang said, his palms were pressed against Zhuang Lin's legs and knees, and he still divided the area of ​​"the knees are bent up, and the thighs are down". : "The kind that sits and moves..."

"........."

Ailang didn't know if Zhuang Lin, a good boy, understood his yellow accent, but he felt that Zhuang Lin was trembling slightly under his provocation, and he grabbed Ailang Hulai's hand in the next second.

Zhuang Lin: "Senior..."

Ai Lang became happy when he heard Zhuang Lin's pleading address, and teased him again: "What's your name, senior? Call me brother to listen?"

"..."

Ai Lang regretted that he couldn't see Zhuang Lin's expression clearly in the dark, and felt that his hands could not help being held tighter by Zhuang Lin. He smiled softly and pretended to complain shamelessly: "Oh, what with you? It’s really difficult to be so shy and talk about feelings! You refuse to touch me, and you don’t agree when I touch you, and you can’t even call me 'brother'... Oh, you don’t want to call me, or Shall I call you 'brother'?"

Zhuang Lin heard Ai Lang complaining with laughter, and said helplessly: "If someone else hears...it's not good."

Ai Lang moved the hand that was held by Zhuang Lin, scratched Zhuang Lin's palm with his curved index finger, and asked innocently, "Why did you hear me calling on the bed?"

"..."

Just when Zhuang Lin was blocked by Ai Lang's words, Ai Lang came to practice on the spot on a whim. He only heard Ai Lang's nasal voice mixed with low hum, and he opened his mouth: "Well... brother, brother Zhuang Lin, please Can you fuck me please, please... I'm so uncomfortable, um no, I'm so good, brother, give me some favors, brother..."

Mixed with the sound of sticky water when the tip of the tongue flicks the bubble gum in his mouth, Ai Lang's impromptu performance can definitely be faked.

At the end of the call, Ai Lang couldn't help but laugh first.He laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward, and when he had laughed enough, he realized that his hand was still tightly held by Zhuang Lin, and only then did he hear Zhuang Lin say: "Senior, you...do you also do this to others?"

"what?"

Ai Lang was stunned by his question, and then he felt that the words were slightly jealous and laughed. He asked: "My dear baby, why don't you tie me up first if you have time to be jealous? Do you think I am jealous in front of others?" Need to 'beg' fuck?"

He was always smiling, and the voice of the rhetorical question was somewhat contemptuous and disdainful.

The two had sat down from the dark to the early morning light. Ai Lang vaguely saw the outline of Zhuang Lin's handsome face half-sunken in the darkness through the water and sky line in the distance that was torn apart by the morning light. He seemed to feel Zhuang Lin's gaze She was also looking at him, her eyes were dark and deep, like glazed cups lit by the light of the sky.

Zhuang Lin's thin lips pursed into a straight line moved slightly, looking at Ai Lang quietly, his face soaked in the darkness was splashed with a layer of light pink by the pink glow torn apart by the sky.

The shyness and tenderness that flowed in Zhuang Lin's eyes were evenly matched, and each had half. He said softly to Ai Lang: "If the senior is like this in front of others, I will tie the senior again, okay?"

Zhuang Lin's tone is very light, very cautious, for fear of making AI Lang angry.

"..."

Ellen was speechless for a moment, and then laughed dumbfounded.

The topic of "imprisonment" is either a flirtatious provocation that makes people blush and heartbeat; or it is a morbid and terrifying special hobby that makes people shudder.

Zhuang Lin has the ability to speak so tenderly and tenderly, as if he just solemnly pressed a light kiss on your forehead and vowed to never change it in this life.

His ears are red, his eyes are shy and almost escape, but they are firmly and brightly looking at you - no one can bear to reject his pure and bright eyes, especially when he looks at you, there is still a twinkle in his eyes. A star born for you.

Ailang had an illusion: even if he was tied, he might be coaxing Zhuang Lin to get into the rope willingly.

Ai Lang licked the tip of his tongue, picked up the bubble gum, chewed and chewed, blinked his eyes, and brought back the initiative of the topic: "Oh~ what do you want to do after you tie me up?"

Zhuang Lin's strong eyes instantly collapsed and shattered into a pile of scum.He turned his head to look at the sky in embarrassment, the suspicious red-hot clouds spreading faster than the sea horizon.

Ai Lang asked with a smile: "Can two mouths be full for three meals?"

The profligate dirty jokes did not get a verbal answer, but this thin-skinned good boy was as red as if he had been picked up from the sun.

·

When Xing Lu and the others were called up to watch the sunrise on the sea, she moved to the seat next to Ai Lang, sat down next to Ai Lang, and rubbed the eye feces from the corners of her eyes to smear him.

Amid Ai Lang's disgust, Xing Lu used her fingers as a comb, pulled her hair, and yawned with her mouth open.

A group of people sat on the beach, watching the morning glow tearing apart the horizontal line of the sea and sky, the newborn orange warm sun shyly poked its head out, as if it was frightened by the hundreds of people waiting on the beach, blushing, and turned into a half-day glow.

Ai Lang is covered with warm and gentle morning light, and his whole body looks much softer.He turned his head to look at Zhuang Lin, staring at Zhuang Lin's thin lips that were softly coated by the orange sun, suddenly smiled and asked Zhuang Lin, "Can you blow bubble gum?"

Zhuang Lin tilted his head to look at Ai Lang, with a slightly puzzled expression: "I used to blow it when I was young, but now it's been a long time, I don't know if I can still..."

Ellen interrupted him and said, "Try?"

Zhuang Lin did not refuse.

He peeled off the bubble gum given by Ellen, chewed it in his mouth for a while, and slowly flattened the soft bubble gum against the tip of his tongue. After that, his cheeks swelled slightly, and he successfully blew out a pink bubble.

Ai Lang stared at Zhuang Lin's lips unscrupulously, occasionally seeing the tip of his tongue in between.He praised without hesitation: "You are amazing, can you teach me how to blow bubbles?"

Zhuang Lin nodded, then seriously explained the steps to Ai Lang and demonstrated it himself.

Ai Lang listened with a smile, and couldn't blow bubbles repeatedly under Zhuang Lin's guidance - he just wanted to find an excuse to ignore the front, back, left, and right, and stare at Zhuang Lin's lips openly.

Xing Lu, who was sitting next to her, watched her top card harass her junior with inferior routines, while disliking this little bubble-blowing expert who usually claimed to be good at oral sex, pretending to be a cute novice who tried repeatedly and failed, while gossiping Scanning Ai Lang's neck and exposed arms secretly, it was expected and regretful to find that Ai Lang didn't even have a red envelope bitten by a mosquito, and his skin was fair, delicate and smooth.

Xing Lu was envious, jealous, and hated, and then met Ai Lang's sullen eyes.

Ellen raised his eyebrows: "what for?"

Xing Lu stared at Ai Lang's chewing mouth, rolled her eyes and smiled, and said, "Oh, are you eating chewing gum? Hurry up and give me one, I want to freshen my breath too."

As Xing Lu said, she shamelessly said to Ai Langha that she got up in the morning, but Ai Lang pressed her face with one hand and pushed her away by an arm's length.

Zhuang Lin watched Ai Lang and the two fight with a smile, chewing bubble gum, and licked the corner of his lips inadvertently with the tip of his tongue.

A group of young people of similar ages gathered on the beach, and took a group photo with the glittering gorgeous clothes on the sea as the background, ending this beautiful journey.

·

Ailang bumped for another hour and the bus returned to school. Since everyone went to sleep with the smell of barbecue and alcohol last night, and didn't wash up in the morning, most of them chose to go directly to the dormitory to wash and lie down. Going to buy breakfast, the people who bought breakfast went to different shops, and the group divided into several groups.Ailang told the juniors to take a good rest, saw them off, and waved goodbye to their peers in various departments.

When Ai Lang returned to the apartment and finished washing, he was lying on the bed dying, still holding the Polaroid photo that he got from the school girl last night.

He lazily raised his eyelids to look at the photo of the four of them, frowned slightly, moved his fingers, folded the photo down the middle, and cut off the two girls standing behind.

Half of the Polaroid photos left only Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin. The yellowish tone is quite weird, but the poor camera technology and the cheating lighting can't hide the exquisite facial features of the two people in the photo.

Ai Lang lay on the bed, rubbing his thumb on "Zhuang Lin"'s face.

Subsequently.

He casually threw the photo at the end of the bed and lay down under the quilt.

The author has something to say: 1. Whoever suffers from insomnia first...

2. The early stage is Ailang’s flag journey