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In the kitchen, the range hood was buzzing, and Aunt Hong was making her specialty sauced eggplant sticks. Just as she was pouring the oiled eggplant sticks back into the pot, there was a heavy and rapid door closing sound, and she Leaning out half of his body in doubt to observe the situation outside the kitchen, his eyes moved to the stairs, and he caught two figures and two hands tightly clenched.

Ye Feng brought his friends home?

Aunt Hong frowned suspiciously, this child had never brought anyone back.

Just as she was thinking, a hiss in the oil pan interrupted her thinking, and she hurried back to the kitchen with a shovel in her hand to turn over the eggplant strips.

The sound of closing the door cuts off the two worlds inside and outside the house.

Ye Feng squeezed Wei Chen against the door panel, rubbing his nose against his side face, panting heavily.The remodeled bedroom in the attic is a bit embarrassing for two tall and long-legged boys, and the atmosphere is harmonious and ambiguous.

"Why did it appear suddenly?" Ye Feng's lips gently brushed the skin on Wei Chen's ear.

The soft yellow table lamp was turned on in the room, and the scorching breath gradually spread in the air.

"Come and see my mother, and see you by the way." Wei Chen's voice was flat.It seems that he was not provoked by this ambiguous atmosphere at all.

Wei Chen let Ye Feng lean against him, his body temperature entangled with each other, and his thoughts collided into a mess. Wei Chen didn't know how he was dragged in by Ye Feng, his head was blank, and now he was pressed against the wall by Ye Feng like this, nervous and urgent Thousands.

After hearing his answer, Ye Feng suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Wei Chen tilted his head to look at the person leaning on his shoulder.

"It's nothing." Ye Feng whispered, holding his hand with one hand, "I just feel like I want to dream when I see you right now."

Ye Feng raised his head, his eyes were slowly intertwined, his breathing almost stopped for a while, this feeling was too weird, it was hundreds of times more exciting than the state of masturbation in the dormitory last time.

Obviously nothing was done.

Ye Feng slowly moved his head closer, and touched Wei Chen's upper lip with his warm lips. The soft touch stimulated a tingling current in the top of his brain, almost numb his nerves.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Ye Feng panted slightly, and touched the corner of Wei Chen's mouth with his lips. It was not urgent, but a kind of seduction that wanted to refuse. His voice was low and deep, echoes endlessly in a small space.

Ye Feng was not in a hurry for the first time, which surprised Wei Chen.

"What's the problem?" Wei Chen asked.

"It's the WeChat message I sent you this morning." Ye Feng pursed his lips and touched his upper lip lightly again.

Wei Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Boyfriend acted like a baby, he really couldn't refuse.

"Miss me." Ye Feng continued to laugh, "Otherwise, if you come all the way to see me and show up downstairs at my house in the middle of the night, do you want to attack me at night while I'm sleeping?"

Wei Chen tilted his head and smiled: "I realize that sometimes you think too much."

Their foreheads rubbed against each other, and their short black hair rubbed against each other, making a hissing sound.

The two teenagers rubbed each other's heads as if they were competing with each other, neither giving in to the other.

The moment the lips were attached, the brain was instantly deprived of oxygen.

This time Wei Chen took the initiative, grabbed Ye Feng's neck with one hand, and pulled the person closer to him. Ye Feng's body froze for a moment at first, and he closed his eyes as if enjoying the familiar smell and touch. Prying open, tongue slowly licking on the lips.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, with a faint light covering his shoulders, Ye Feng squinted his eyes, took a peek at Wei Chen's expression at this time, then closed his eyes tightly again, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this intimacy.

Wei Chen felt a slight pain in the corner of his mouth after being licked by Ye Feng.

It should be that the collision was too violent and caused the tooth to hurt the corner of the mouth.

Wei Chen felt the pain and frowned slightly.

Wei Chen didn't struggle, didn't resist, his obedience inspired him, he half-closed his eyes and thought about pushing the person half-push half-on the mattress.

He has been living in a room remodeled from a storage room, and there is no room for a bed in it. Ye Feng also finds it troublesome, so he just spread a thick sponge mat on the floor, and added a set of simple bedding, which is also very soft and comfortable.

Ye Feng touched Wei Chen's waist with one hand, and with the other he led the somewhat confused man to the bed on the floor.

He seemed to be a wild beast with evil intentions, and he was planning in his heart, waiting for the opportunity to completely eat Wei Chen.

With a bang, the two fell onto the bed.

The soft touch made both of them startled.

Eyes facing each other, breathing intertwined, Wei Chen felt unwavering emotions from under Ye Feng's black pupils.

He has never discovered that Ye Feng's feelings for him are not only described by simple words like liking, but also full of deep affection in desire/desire, which cannot be separated or escaped.On the way he came, he had already had many complicated thoughts in his mind. How should he explain why he was here after meeting Ye Feng?

Since the two were together, Ye Feng has always been the one who took the initiative, and he was the one who was the passive one.

He has always been indifferent in front of Ye Feng, occasionally emotional, and not too tired, this has a lot to do with his personality, on the other hand, it is actually his inferiority complex that is causing the trouble.

The Street Fighter who dominates Lu'an Jianghu is actually just a person with low self-esteem in his bones.

This kind of inferiority complex, I can't tell the reason, I can't find it out, it just follows him all the time.

This kind of inferiority made him hesitate, if one day Ye Feng becomes even better than he can match, what should he do?

Thinking of this, Wei Chen felt a flame burning in his heart, his pupils tightened suddenly under the dim light, and then he stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Feng's neck, and just pulled him down.

A sound outside the door interrupted his movements.

"Ah Feng, let's eat." Aunt Hong's accented voice came faintly through the heavy porter.

Ye Feng turned his head to glance at the door, then glanced at Wei Chen's eyes, and responded dully: "Come right away."

Aunt Hong said again: "Hurry up, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"Okay, come right away." Ye Feng answered with a breath.

Aunt Hong's voice was no longer heard from the door, Ye Feng was certain that she should have gone downstairs.

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Wei Chen mischievously and said, "Should we masturbate first, or eat first?"

Wei Chen couldn't help laughing, and directly pushed the man away from him with brute force, stood up straight, and kicked him mercilessly.

Ye Feng hissed and complained: "Just now you took the initiative to kiss me, but now you treat me violently, you changed your face too quickly."

Wei Chen smiled, didn't bother to talk to him, and opened the door to go out.

Aunt Hong arranged all the meals on the dining table.

When the two went downstairs together, Wei Chen couldn't help but casually surveyed the surrounding environment. He was too hasty when he first entered the door. Let's take a closer look. The decoration of this house is really exquisite. The handrails and steps of the stairs are made of mahogany. Wei Chen didn't understand Western-style oil paintings, but thought the colors were very beautiful.

"Aunt Hong, what are you doing today?" Ye Feng walked to the dining table, walked behind the busy Aunt Hong, and squeezed her shoulders intimately, "Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Hong."

Aunt Hong smiled happily: "Your favorite eggplant, I don't think it's hard work if you like it."

"Come on, sit down first." Ye Feng pulled out the chair.

Aunt Hong sat down, saw Wei Chen, and asked, "Ah Feng, is this your classmate?"

Ye Feng glanced at Wei Chen beside him, and emphasized in his heart that this is not a classmate, but a boyfriend, the kind that is justifiable.

It's a pity that he couldn't say it, so he smiled and said to Aunt Hong: "This is my deskmate in the new school, and it's also my friend... Good buddy, I have some errands in Lai'an today, so I came to see me."

"Oh." Aunt Hong glanced at Wei Chen, and took a brief look. She felt that the facial features of the boy in front of her were somewhat familiar. Carved out of the mould.

That woman is a natural beauty, but it's a pity that her background is too bad and her fate is not good.

Ye Feng found that Aunt Hong was staring at Wei Chen and couldn't move her eyes, so he asked suspiciously, "Aunt Hong, why are you staring at my classmate like this?"

Aunt Hong came back to her senses: "Ah, I was thinking for a while that I will clean up a guest room for your classmate to live in."

"Don't worry about it, he can stay in my room tonight." Ye Feng took a peek at Wei Chen, and decided on his own.

Aunt Hong felt that something was wrong: "Oh, no, your room is already small, and you still sleep on the floor. It's not so comfortable for two boys to live in."

Seeing Aunt Hong insisting on tidying up the room, Ye Feng couldn't stop her, until Wei Chen took the initiative to say, "You don't need to bother, I'm here to disturb you temporarily, I'm really sorry, I'll sleep in Ye Feng's room tonight Just one night."

Ye Feng also echoed and said: "That's right, Aunt Hong, you have been cooking for half a day, go to rest after eating."

The attitudes of the two children were quite firm, so Aunt Hong didn't force her anymore, she just looked at Wei Chenshi again, her eyes lost focus, thoughtful, obviously recalling something.

"Son, I want to ask you, your mother's last name?" Aunt Hong asked Wei Chen.

Wei Chen was surprised, and after glancing at Ye Feng who was also confused, he replied, "My surname is Xu."

Aunt Hong lowered her eyes in disappointment.

If the surname is Xu, then it is not.

She remembered that the woman's surname was Wei.

"Aunt Hong, why did you ask this suddenly?"

Aunt Hong shook her head and said: "It's okay, you guys eat first, I'll go back to the room and lie down for a while." After saying that, she left.

There were only two teenagers left, looking at each other with doubts.

After eating and taking a bath, Wei Chen opened the door in Ye Feng's pajamas. Ye Feng had already laid down and waited.

"Don't put on such an expression that you're going to finish me off." Wei Chen warned, wiping his hair.

Ye Feng sat up instantly: "Shouldn't we hit a home run tonight?"

Wei Chen snorted, "I'm not used to doing this kind of thing in other people's homes."

Ye Feng lay back and sighed loudly on purpose.

"Is there anything I need to talk about?" Wei Chen crawled into bed, propped his head with his hands on top of each other, and the two of them looked at the ceiling in unison, acting in the same way, very tacit understanding.

"Actually, it's nothing." Ye Feng said without hesitation, "It's just a bloody story about sending someone away from home, do you want to hear it?"

Wei Chen made a faint nasal sound.

He has known Ye Feng for so long, and after combining his personality and the doubts he felt when the two of them met, he is basically sure why Ye Feng is willing to transfer to a strange school alone. Everyone in the school is rumored that Ye Feng Dad is rich, guess Ye Feng must be a rich second generation.

But after Wei Chen's scrutiny today, there is a family portrait hanging in the living room, the three of them, but there is no Ye Feng and Ye Feng's father.

Wei Chen basically concluded his guess.

"You don't think I'm a fake rich second generation, so you're going to dump me from now on." Ye Feng turned his head and looked at Wei Chen.

Wei Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich."

The boy's eyelashes were long and dense, like a small fan. Under the dim light, a shadow swayed slightly with Wei Chen's blinking movements.