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Wen Yang and Li Lin went home hand in hand after eating.

The two found that their homes were quite far apart in this large community in City A, one was at the easternmost end and the other was at the westernmost end. No wonder half of the summer vacation had passed, and they basically hadn't met each other.

Wen Yang first ran back to his home and carefully hid the book in his hand, took a shower and changed the smell of hot pot to the smell of fragrant milk shower gel, then ran to find Shen Feibai next door.

The Shen family's parents hadn't gotten off work yet, Wen Feifei, who was brought back to the Shen family, saw his father coming, rushed up with great enthusiasm, and walked around his father.

And its father suddenly became very ruthless, he dropped it without hesitation, and went straight into Shen Fei's white room.

It was only after one o'clock in the afternoon, and the air conditioner was turned on in the room, and Shen Feibai was lying on the bed hugging the air conditioner and taking a nap.

Wen Yang looked at the boy who was taking a nap at noon for a few seconds, and lay beside him without hesitation.

Before Wen Yang could do anything, Shen Feibai took the initiative to post it, and hugged Wen Yang into his arms.

Wen Yang is particularly fond of milk-flavored body washes, and has loved using them since he was a child. Even mango-flavored body washes can't compete with the milk-flavored throne.

When Shen Feibai hugged Wen Yang, he felt like he was hugging a huge ball of soft toffee, which was fragrant and sweet.

"It smells so good that I want to chew on you." Shen Feibai lowered his head and rubbed Wen Yang's fluffy and fluffy head in his arms.

Wen Yang moved, raised his head to look at Shen Feibai, and took the lead in biting his chin, "Are you awake?"

Shen Feibai opened his eyes and rubbed Wen Yang's head: "Not long after I lay down, what little secret did you talk to Li Lin about?"

"There's no little secret." Wen Yang said, "I just think, fortunately, you like me too."

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang for a long time, with a smile on his face: "Why?"

"It's just a sigh of relief. Fortunately, we have no setbacks." Wen Yang said, "I can save a lot of worries."

Shen Feibai wanted to say that you had a lot of worries before you confessed.

But in the end, he still rubbed Wen Yang's head and did not refute.

He could more or less guess some of it. Most likely it was Li Lin's bumpy love life that made Wen Yang feel so emotional.

But on the outside, it is estimated that there are really few couples of same-sex lovers who are as successful as the two of them.

Unlike Wen Yang, who is a fool like Wen Yang who is full of things with his partner, Shen Feibai will more or less learn about groups like them.

When he didn't know what Wen Yang was thinking about him, the more Shen Feibai understood, the more he felt that Wen Yang couldn't be dragged into this muddy pit.

But Wen Yang also likes him.

It is rare in the world for two people to be happy in love, and to miss each other because of some scruples that some have no scruples, in Shen Feibai's view, it is simply a foolish behavior.

A person's life is so short, if you wrong yourself too much, if you are tired by reality and wrong the people you love and love yourself, then this life will be a failure.

Shen Feibai didn't want to be one of those thousands of failed lives, so when he was sure that Wen Yang also had a lot of affection for him, he did not hesitate to do it.

Shen Feibai inserted his fingers into Wen Yang's hair, and frowned when he touched the roots of the hair that were still a little wet.

"I didn't dry my hair." There was a hint of reproach in his tone.

Wen Yang arched under Shen Feibai's hand: "Your illusion."

"Don't be afraid to turn around and get a headache." Shen Feibai sat up, turned over and was about to get out of bed to get the hair dryer.

Wen Yang hugged Shen Feibai's waist in a shameless manner: "I'm so strong and strong, so I don't get headaches so easily!"

Shen Feibai looked down at the arms tightly around his waist, after thinking for a while, he pulled away Wen Yang's hand forcefully, and went to find out the hair dryer.

Wen Yang got up and sat cross-legged, his eyes followed Shen Feibai closely.

The weather in August is so hot, even sitting in the air-conditioned room, Shen Feibai only put on a baggy and loose basketball sportswear, showing all the parts of his body that should be exposed, and the parts that should not be exposed are also exposed when he leans over. clean.

Of course it does not include the lower three roads.

Wen Yang, who was wearing short-sleeved pajamas, stared at Shen Feibai, smiled, and looked at Fuli calmly.

The young man, who is full of vigor, has some fantasies about that aspect.

Rationally speaking, Wen Yang thinks it's inappropriate for underage, but emotionally, he has already pressed Shen Feibai in various places countless times.

Thinking of this, Wen Yang couldn't help but lift up the hem of his clothes, lowered his head and poked his belly, which had only been trained to the vest line.

It seems that compared with Shen Feibai who already has abdominal muscles, he is indeed a little worse.

Shen Feibai leaned over to plug in the hair dryer, and when he turned his head, he saw Wen Yang's uncontrollable hands poking and pinching his belly.

Shen Feibai looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but say: "...What are you doing?"

Wen Yang put down his hands, straightened the hem of his clothes, and said with a serious face, "I just appreciate my figure."

"Admiring your belly?" Shen Feibai turned on the hair dryer, his voice raised a bit, with a smile on his face, "What did you have for lunch? Your belly is so full."

"Self-service hot pot barbecue." Wen Yang replied obediently.

As soon as Shen Feibai heard it, he knew where Wen Yang had gone, and after answering, he began to blow Wen Yang's hair.

In fact, Wen Yang had already blown it before coming here, but he ran over in a hurry before it was completely dried.

Shen Feibai has always been careful, he has taken care of Wen Yang for so many years, and he has already gotten used to Wen Yang's stinky problems that he never corrects.

Anyway, with him around, Wen Yang can do whatever he wants.

Shen Feibai thought so, and he guessed that Wen Yang thought so too.

Shen Feibai's hands were quite big, covering Wen Yang's head, dangling Wen Yang's head.

Wen Yang shook his head, fell back into Shen Feibai's arms, looked up at Shen Feibai's chin, turned around and hugged Shen Feibai's waist.

Shen Feibai raised his eyebrows: "Why are you so clingy to me today?"

"I've always been so clingy to you." Wen Yang said, puffing up his face like a hamster, "It's just that I didn't have the guts to do it before, but now you are mine, don't let me cling more and hug you more, too It's inhumane."

"Then I don't mind how clingy you are to me." Shen Feibai said, patted Wen Yang's head carefully, and after making sure that there was no wet place, he put the hair dryer aside, reached out and hugged Wen Yang tightly, By the way, he rubbed the bulging belly for the person in his arms.

Although Wen Yang's height has grown a lot, there is still a small gap between him and Shen Feibai who has also grown taller.

Wen Yang, whose belly was being rubbed, was very comfortable being served. Seeing the silly son who squeezed his head through the crack of the door and looked at his parents, he turned around in Shen Feibai's arms, and clapped his hands: "Feifei come in!" .”

Wen Feifei let out a "bark", got in and swayed on the edge of the bed, trying to jump onto the bed, but was stopped by its mother's kick against its stomach.

Wen Feifei lay down on the edge of the bed aggrieved.

Wen Yang sighed, "Be kinder to our son."

"No matter how good it is, we can't let it go to bed." Shen Feibai said, "Feifei has recently moulted, and later we have to clean up your study carefully."

The study of Wen Yang's family has become Wen Feifei's room. Dog hairs have been flying around since the beginning of summer, and it has to be taken care of basically once a month.

Wen Yang had no objection, he teased the silly son under the bed with his bare feet, and suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Feibai.

"Little Baibai, I have a question for you." Wen Yang said.

Shen Feibai was still rubbing Wen Yang's belly, and gave a casual "hmm".

"What do you like about me?" Wen Yang asked.

Shen Feibai didn't hesitate at all: "I like everything."

Wen Yang frowned with a smile, and hummed twice: "Then...what's better about me, which is more worthy of your liking?"

Shen Feibai thought for a while, and replied: "You are fine anywhere."

"But I don't like cooking, I don't study hard, I don't dry my hair all the time, I like to stay in bed and I'm lazy, and I even throw Feifei for you for a walk..."

Wen Yang counted his shortcomings, and at the end of the count, he was a little skeptical about life.

He couldn't help asking again: "So why do you like me?"

Shen Feibai thought about it again, and after thinking for a long time, he replied: "Your face is fine."

"anything else?"

"No more." Shen Fei smiled and saw Wen Yang's face swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and stretched out his hand to poke his swollen cheek, "It doesn't matter how many shortcomings you have, you are included in the scope of my liking." Shortcomings."

Wen Yang turned his head and raised his eyes, looking at Shen Feibai, his face was steaming, but he said: "Why didn't I realize that you are so good at talking, Xiao Baibai?"

"Because the person who made me say this before was as cowardly as a hamster." Shen Feibai said, "I'm afraid I'll scare him."

Wen Yang snorted twice, trying to put on an unmoved and indifferent expression, but in the end he couldn't hold back the smile on his face, his eyes narrowed with joy under Shen Feibai's gaze.

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang who was secretly laughing for a while, and then grabbed the man's waist to prevent him from arching around again.

Especially when the weather is so hot, the person you like is hugged in your arms, the person in your arms is still moving around, and both of you are still on the bed. In this situation, any mature boy will more or less be unable to control his foolishness younger brother.

This afternoon nap seems to be impossible to sleep, Shen Feibai retracted his waist, thinking.

"I'm going to take a shower." He said, let go of Wen Yang, took the fully charged tablet from the bedside table and stuffed it into Wen Yang's arms, went to wash a bowl of tomatoes and put it on the bedside table.

Wen Yang hugged the tablet and looked at Neptune. Hearing the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom next to the room, a dramatic drama was staged in his mind, which made his mouth dry and he couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but kept nibbling on the small tomatoes on the bedside table to calm down.

Boys generally take a bath very quickly, and Shen Feibai is no exception.

Especially Shen Feibai just went to take a shower to calm down.

Wen Yang turned his head to look at Shen Feibai who entered the room after changing his clothes and wiping his hair. Following Shen Feibai's gaze, he saw the empty bowl on the bedside table.

Originally, there was a large bowl full of small tomatoes.

Wen Yang looked at the time, only 10 minutes had passed.

Wen Yang, who has always disliked sour tomato-based foods, was stunned for a while, and when he met Shen Feibai's slightly surprised gaze, he couldn't help but put the tablet aside, and clarified with a serious face: "Speaking of which, you You may not believe it, but Little Tomato made the first move."

The author has something to say: Shen Feibai: ...I believe in your evil.

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