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It seems that because of the amount of exercise and eating a lot, Wen Yang has grown a lot in the past half semester.

Today's boy is wearing a white short-sleeved school uniform. Because the sun is too hot, one of the buttons on the collar is unbuttoned, revealing a small section of beautifully shaped collarbone.

Shen Feibai looked down at that beautiful collarbone socket for a while, and wanted to reach out and touch it.

Then he actually reached out and touched it.

Wen Yang, who was leaning on Shen Feibai's body, shivered for a moment, straightened up and stared at Shen Feibai who was dawdling with his hands in his collar.

Shen Feibai's warm hand was attached to Wen Yang's protruding collarbone, his rough fingers stroked it, and he withdrew his hand calmly.

Wen Yang lowered his head to look at the place where he was touched, his face was confused, and he trembled a little when he spoke: "What, what, what's wrong?"

Shen Feibai straightened Wen Yang's collar and said, "I lost weight."

Hearing this, Wen Yang pinched his tight belly with waistcoat line through his clothes, and it felt hard to the touch: "I have become fat and muscular, not thin."

Shen Feibai patted Wen Yang's belly lightly, and said, "Go, go home, my son is still waiting for us."

Wen Yang followed behind Shen Feibai, threw himself on Shen Feibai's back, and asked with a smile: "You won't accept my handheld?"

"Do you think I don't know where you hid the handheld device?" Shen Fei raised his eyebrows, leaned down and shook Wen Yang off his back, "Don't squeeze, it's hot."

Wen Yang snorted, withdrew his hand, followed Shen Feibai a few steps, and asked, "Then where do you think I hid the phone?"

"In the bookcase, hidden behind the books, right?" Shen Feibai looked at the surprised Wen Yang, and couldn't help laughing, "You like to hide things there since you were a child."

"But Xiao Baibai, you guessed wrong this time." Wen Yang pursed his lips and smiled complacently, "I didn't hide there."

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang with a strange face.

Because today is the final exam, both Shen Feibai and Wen Yang only brought a stationery bag and did not carry school bags.

If it wasn't for the fact that both of them didn't have schoolbags on their backs, Shen Feibai would have guessed that Wen Yang had just stuffed the handheld into his schoolbag and carried it with him.

Wen Yang, who had everything under Shen Feibai's control, looked at Shen Feibai who was lost in thought, and felt that this kind of mystery that was not understood by the other party was a bit fresh.

And a little excitement.

Shen Feibai didn't have to dig out the little secret of Wen Yang's hiding things. Anyway, if he wanted to confiscate Wen Yang's handheld, he would have more opportunities.

What's more, Wen Yang's performance this semester has been very good. This time, Wen Yang is not the only one who failed the final exam papers of the joint entrance examination of several schools. Shen Feibai has always been tolerant of Wen Yang.

"I didn't pass the exam this time, do I need a big meal to calm my shock?" Shen Fei asked in vain.

Wen Yang recalled his desolate mood in the face of the exam questions, and felt that he really needed to eat a big meal to make up for it.

So the two teenagers very simply and neatly forgot about the silly son who was still waiting at home, and went straight to the city center.

Today is not only the end of high school A, the end of the final exam means the arrival of a long summer vacation - although generally speaking, high school students are unable to complete this two-month summer vacation.

However, it is a great joy for the students to have a holiday.

Wen Yang and Shen Feibai saw a lot of boys and girls still wearing school uniforms in the city center, and there were also a few who were also wearing A college uniforms, as well as a few classmates.

So in the end, the big meal for two people became a big meal for seven people. Wen Yang and Shen Feibai checked the prices of Meituan and Dianping, bought three coupons, and went to a very popular hot pot restaurant. inside.

A large table was lively, four teenagers and three girls ordered a lot of dishes and opened a dozen bottles of beer.

Shen Feibai glanced at the beer on the table, turned around and filled the glass in front of Wen Yang with a glass of sour plum juice.

"You don't have a good capacity for alcohol, so don't drink." Shen Feibai said.

Wen Yang touched the icy side of the glass, curled his lips: "How can you drink without exercise?"

Shen Feibai didn't speak, but just stared at Wen Yang's hand reaching for the beer bottle.

Wen Yang was watched by him, and finally withdrew his outstretched paw, humming and drinking juice with the girls.

The two teenagers sitting opposite them said that Wen Yang must be a strict wife in the future.

Wen Yangxin said that it is not certain whether he will have a wife in the future, and his wife is strict, but he is white.

Classmate Bai Guan Yan Wenyang slid down the shrimp with a plate, and after finishing eating, he gave Shen Feibai two pieces of beef in a doggy manner.

Shen Feibai caressed Wen Yang's head, and gave Wen Yang two pieces of yam.

"..." Wen Yang silently looked at the yam in the bowl, and put a piece into Shen Fei's white bowl, "I want meat."

Shen Feibai thought about it, and gave Wen Yang the two pieces of meat that Wen Yang had just given him.

The other boys and girls sitting next to them were not surprised by the behavior of the two of them. After pouring the wine, they yelled at Shen Feibai to drink together.

Shen Fei's baijiu capacity is very good, probably inherited from Shen's father.

Wen Yang looked at Shen Fei who came for nothing, his face didn't turn red after two or three bottles, and he still peeled the shrimp for him in a steady posture.

Wen Yang stuffed a piece of watermelon into Shen Feibai's mouth: "Don't drink it, I didn't eat much."

Shen Feibai raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear and clear, obviously he was very awake.

But when someone once again coaxed Shen Feibai to drink, Shen Feibai refused: "Don't drink, my Yangyang will be unhappy."

Wen Yang felt that the other five people looked at him in unison.

With a straw in his mouth, he kicked Shen Feibai under the table, but said on his face as a matter of course: "You let Shen Feibai drink two or three bottles before you finish one bottle, how can there be such a reason, if you have the ability to do it fairly Ah, except the girl."

However, Wen Yang still underestimated the serious and serious students of High A, who could not be held back by flying each of them.

Wen Yang watched them mix red, white, and yellow drinks. Although they didn't drink much, anyone who has ever drunk knows what the consequences will be.

Shen Fei drank and lay down on the other two boys, and a blush could not help but appear on his face.

To be honest, Shen Feibai looks very good-looking, when his face is red, it seems like a drop of vermilion is suddenly dotted on a black, white and blue ink painting, and his eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist.

The two girls didn't touch alcohol, and the one in broad daylight also took the initiative to express that he didn't need to give it away, so in the end, only Shen Feibai and Wen Yang were left. After paying the bill, they threw the two drunk teenagers into the taxi sent people home.

Wen Yang has never seen Shen Feibai drunk.

Although the current state can't be called drunk, but Shen Feibai's abnormality can be clearly felt.

——Because after Shen Feibai got out of the car, his whole body was glued to Wen Yang's body.

He pressed against Wen Yang tightly, stretched out his arms from behind and hugged the young man in front of him, buried his face in Wen Yang's shoulder, and his slightly prickly cut hair seemed to be pierced on Wen Yang's neck, with a slight the itch.

Wen Yang and Shen Feibai got out of the car from the gate of the community, dragged Shen Feibai who suddenly became sticky all the way into the community, and explained to the surprised neighbors, aunts and uncles that Shen Feibai drank some wine and so on. Received a lot of care and advice from aunts and uncles.

Wen Yang bitterly accepted all the admonitions and care, and after exhausting all kinds of hardships, he dragged Shen Feibai to the stairwell of his home.

Wen Yang, who had never felt so tired after playing basketball, looked at the stairs, thinking of the fifth floor where he and Shen Feibai lived, he just felt that the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.

He shook his shoulders and shouted, "Xiao Baibai, wake up."

Shen Feibai snorted, and rubbed against Wen Yang's neck unhappily, but didn't intend to move away.

Wen Yang was covered in sweat from Shen Fei's white-hot body temperature, and the boy's body was pressed against him through two thin layers of fabric, and he could clearly feel the faint sensation of skin and flesh when he moved a little.

Shen Feibai hugged Wen Yang's waist, and the hairy head on the side of his neck made him stiff all over.

"Shen Feibai, wake up!" Wen Yang couldn't help reaching out to push Shen Feibai's head.

However, Shen Feibai seemed to have made up his mind, he still didn't raise his head, but his arms hugged him even tighter.

The young man's waist is tight and slender, and he can clearly feel the changes of the waist curve during exercise. The flexible muscles are tensed and then relaxed a little bit. The subtle touch is really fascinating.

Wen Yang stood at the top of the stairs at a loss for a while, finally heaved a long sigh, and dragged the salted fish-like Shen Feibai back into the room step by step.

The one who went back was naturally Wen Yang's house.

Wen Feifei had already come out to greet him when he heard the movement, and circled around its parents' feet.

Wen Yang walked to the edge of the bed, looked at the silly son who was holding his leg: "Baby, get up, I'll step on you later."

Wen Feifei seemed to understand. After barking, she wagged her tail and stepped aside.

Wen Yang went to pull Shen Feibai's hands around his waist.

However, Shen Feibai's arm did not move at all.

Wen Yang was so hot that he patted Shen Feibai's forearm vigorously: "Relax, lie down on the bed if you want to sleep!"

Shen Feibai seemed to be touched by the word "bed", he raised his head slightly, glanced at Wen Yang's bed covered with a mat, and simply hugged the person and pressed it directly.

Wen Yang, who was pressed on the bed by Shen Feibai, looked confused.

And the young man pressing on him rubbed left and right, finally got close to the back of Wen Yang's neck, stared at it silently for a while, and then bit down.

Wen Yang: "..."

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