Excessive appearance is risky, sports students need to be cautious

, Judging from the tone, it is obvious that he does not believe it.

But he didn't continue to dwell on this issue, and quickly changed to another one.This time the ultimate move makes people more difficult to parry——

He just asked casually, confidently and proudly, "Am I ugly?"

As the proud son of heaven, the undisputed grassroots in the academy, Qingfeng had no way to answer such a question, so he simply smiled and asked with his eyes: What do you think?

"Then why don't you look at me?"

Ye Lun kept a close eye on him, not missing any change in Qingfeng's expression: "Don't try to deny it, you know in your heart that what I'm saying is the truth. Many times... no, every time you turn your gaze to Well, I can't think of a more reasonable reason."

Qingfeng wanted to laugh for a moment, and also had an inexplicable urge to blurt out and tell this boy who "seeks attention": You are very good-looking, and you are so good-looking that some people will be nervous, and they will not even take a second look. dare not.

The voice had already stumbled to the edge of his mouth, Qingfeng still tried his best to hold back his mouth, and because he couldn't speak, he was stunned to hold back his breath.

He felt that Ye Lun was really unreasonable. If others didn't watch it, there would be other people's reasons. In the end, you were not satisfied, and you insisted on learning from the little rabbit in the animation, jumping up and down in front of others to ask for praise.

That's good, isn't it just to look at you?What's so difficult about it!

So impulsiveness is the devil, the last straw that broke the camel's back. Qingfeng was overwhelmed by his ambition, and his next move was completely without thinking——

He resolutely gave up his original plan to take a bath, dropped the shower head, and approached Ye Lun head-on.For the first time, he didn't hold back any restraint, and stared at the young man in front of him wantonly, his eyes like a wolf and a tiger, like a knife like a sword, forcing him to back up until he reached the door, and it was only when his back was pressed against the door panel that it was over.

Both of them were shirtless, and the vigorous heat was transmitted from Qingfeng's naked chest, which was in stark contrast to Ye Lun's cool body temperature.

He raised his right hand to prop it on the door panel. Although he disdains such handsome things as "bidong" in his heart, it is very strategic to use it at this moment-at least for a while, Ye Lun has nowhere to go. .

He could only glance at his strong and powerful arms, and then turned his face to see that Qingfeng took advantage of his height of more than half a head to deliberately put his head down and look down. Look into his eyes.

The distance is too close, the breathing touches and smells each other, and each can feel the other's disordered heartbeat, "pounding" in the quiet bathroom.

The silence spread tensely. About half a minute later, I heard Qingfeng speak slowly, saying in a deliberately low and dangerous voice:

"Now, are you satisfied?"

☆. Where is the promised beauty in bed?

Qingfeng was menacing and full of wildness, his expression and tone were full of oppression, and he was indeed... able to suppress Ye Lun.

Regardless of appearance, Ye Lun is not an opponent at all in terms of body shape.If you look from Qingfeng's back, you can hardly see Ye Lun's shadow - he is completely covered by the man in front of him.

If anyone else got so close, Ye Lun would have been furious a long time ago, and slaps in the face are even light, at least it would take three years for the other party to stop.

But being trapped in Qingfeng's arms, Ye Lun clenched his fists, but did not take any immediate action.

Because he keenly discovered that although the big boy in front of him looked arrogant, he was actually more nervous than himself.

In this way, he was very confident, and he answered irrelevant questions with a clear smile: "Then what do you think, do I look good?"

"You still need to ask me this question?" Qingfeng was so angry that he really wanted to lower his head and bite, "Don't you know?"

"I thought you didn't know." Ye Lun blinked, Qingfeng's scorching breath made him slightly uncomfortable, and he couldn't help straightening his back against the door panel, "So I'll give you a chance..."

"what chance?"

Sensing his tension, Qingfeng turned his face away a little, but his body moved closer again, and this time the chests that had been separated by some distance were directly pressed together this time, the vigorous heat made Ye Lun unable to bear a layer goosebumps.

He felt Qingfeng's left arm stretched out and touched his sensitive waist, his whole body was numb, and even his voice softened: "Give you a chance to get used to it."

Qingfeng chuckled close to his ear, the voice seemed to come through the chest, it was so deep that it was ridiculous.

"Then I should thank you."

Ye Lun didn't have time to answer, when he heard a strange noise behind him - Qingfeng passed his arm and secretly unlocked the bathroom door.This "click" was crisp and loud, knocking away the ambiguity and charm in the room, and brought Ye Lun back to his senses suddenly, his cheeks flushed unconsciously.

Fortunately, the light in the bathroom was not good, and the opponent was busy withdrawing troops, so he didn't notice his embarrassment.

"Is there any other problem?" Qingfeng retracted the arm that trapped him, and took two steps back, "If not, can I take a bath?"

"Okay...Okay." Ye Lun wanted to say something more, but then he thought, it's better to stop as soon as possible.So he shrugged and scratched his hair, "Then what, do you want me to rub your back for you?"

Qingfeng heard that he was joking, and felt helpless: "If you don't leave, I will beat someone."

"Okay, okay," Ye Lun turned around with a blushing face, "Let's go now, let's go now."

"Hey," Qingfeng greeted from behind, "remember to close the door."

Like a child, Ye Lun stretched out his tone: "Got it~"

Then with a "bang", the poor door was closed again, and there was no sound from outside.

Qingfeng stood stupidly for a while before turning around, re-hanging the nozzle, and unscrewing the valve.At this point in time, basically don't expect to have hot water, but for him at this moment, cold water seems to be better.

However, the water rushes against the chest, and no matter how powerful the horsepower is, it is difficult to wash away the slippery feeling.

Qingfeng felt surprised when they had a skin-to-skin date just now, Ye Lun is really a genuine little boy, you have to get so close to find that this kid has such good skin, thin and smooth, and less hair, his whole body is like suet jade, sticking to his skin Go up and slip without leaving your hands.

If it weren't for his outstanding concentration, when he put Ye Lun's waist just now, he almost wanted to reach out and touch it - but luckily he didn't touch it, otherwise there would be a reaction - the lower bodies of the two of them were close together, if it was a little Any change would be too obvious and embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng not only wanted to give a big compliment to his witty self, but also wanted to scold his mother heartily.

What the fuck is this all about?

So thousands of words merged into one sentence: "Shit!"

He thought the voice was not loud, but don't forget that the door is too thin, Ye Lun played a trick again, and stood at the door with arms crossed to listen before going far.

After admiring the sound of water for 2 minutes, he was bored, but he couldn't help but laugh when he said this exasperated scolding:

They all "hate" like this, how dare you say you have no opinion?

Fifteen minutes later, Qingfeng came out covered in moisture.

The chandelier in the dormitory has been turned off, leaving only a lamp on the desk, and depending on the situation, the other three people are already dead, it can only be Ye Lun's handwriting.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for boys to go to bed so early in the dormitory. Today is an exception--I am too tired during the day, and everyone seems to be poisoned. I can't even play games. Fight again.

As the saying goes, looking at beauties under the lamp has a special flavor.Seeing such ambiguous lighting, Qingfeng had a little expectation in his heart, but the reality slapped him hard in the face.

According to the legend, things that should appear in ordinary online novels, such as: the beauty on the bed, lightly covered by a thin quilt, wanting to talk... None of them appear:

Ye Lun finally stopped waiting naked.

He was wearing a pure white vest, and his lower body was still the boxer pants just now, his limbs were wide open, and he was leaning against the bedside to play with his mobile phone.

This look... how should I put it, very casual, very rough, super manly.It has nothing to do with the word "gentlemanly" at all, but it can be regarded as completely ruining the elegant image he has worked so hard to accumulate.

"..."

Qingfeng glanced at it, a little shocked, and a little bit broken: Is this different from what you said? ? ?

However, no one spoke to him.

In fact, Qingfeng is not an exception. Many people have been deceived by Ye Lun's suave and gentle appearance. In fact, this guy is a pure man from the inside out, which can be seen from the fact that he does not agree with his seniors.

Poor Yellen has a "tough guy" heart, but he doesn't have the capital to be a "tough guy".

To use the popular words on the Internet: what can I do, I am also very helpless.

Seeing Young Master Ye acting like a rough guy, Qingfeng's heart full of distractions disappeared without a trace—he suddenly felt that sharing a bed with Ye Lun was not as scary as he imagined...

Ye Lun was reading military news, when he heard the voice, he turned to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to sleep inside or outside?"

Qingfeng wiped his hair with a towel, thought for a while: "Let's go outside."

"Oh, okay." Yellen nodded and yawned, as if he was falling asleep.It seems that the reason for waiting all this time is just to ask the question just now.

He climbed out of the bed, ran over with a "thump, thud, thump", put his mobile phone on the desk to charge; he ran back "thump, thump", flipped his slippers, climbed onto the bed, and lay down against the wall.

He didn't forget to reach out and pull the air-conditioning quilt, wrap himself up from head to toe, then curl up into a shrimp and lie down against the wall, leaving most of the space for Qingfeng.

The latter sat on the side, staring at his series of actions dumbfounded. He felt that the sense of the picture was not too strong. Even if Ye Lun was replaced by a big fluffy white rabbit with two long ears behind him, there would be no harm. sense of violation.

As long as he was in a daze, Ye Xiaotu had closed his eyes, tried to open them again, poked out half of his face and said to him: "Good night." After speaking, he fell back, pulled the quilt back and continued to sleep.

"..."

Fuck, Qingfeng complained in his heart, this is too fucking foul.

Intuitively, if I keep staring at him, something will happen.Qingfeng stood up resolutely, took out a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches from the drawer, and went to the balcony to smoke.

Qingfeng is usually boring and doesn't talk much, coupled with his good health and strict discipline, it is easy to leave an honest and reliable impression on people, in short: a good man.But everyone in 319 knew that he was actually the only one in the group who could smoke.

Smoking is not uncommon, what is uncommon is the quack aura that Qingfeng will show when he smokes.

And this kind of temperament is not born, but also has a background.

Qingfeng's parents are both teachers, one teaches English and the other teaches physics.He is usually busy with work and devotes himself to the students, so he has spent the most time with his grandfather since he was a child.

As for Qingfeng's grandfather, he is a standard handlebar.When he was young, he was all-powerful and dominated one side. After he got a child in old age, he didn't know what happened.

After more than ten years, not only did the only seedling in the family become an out-and-out intellectual by accident, but also earned a talented daughter-in-law who had studied abroad to be his daughter-in-law.

So Qingfeng grew up with his grandfather when he was young.

Even though the old man got older, his family was harmonious and beautiful, his anger subsided a lot, and he always smiled when he saw everyone.But life experience is originally a kind of wealth and imprint, which will gradually precipitate into a unique temperament, which is manifested in every word, deed and every action, which cannot be erased so easily.

And over time, Qingfeng has been influenced by his ears and eyes, and he has naturally inherited this temperament.To put it nicely, it's bloody, but to put it bluntly, it's actually banditry.

Just now in the bathroom, the reason why Ye Lun was pinned down was because, on the one hand, he had no intention of resisting; on the other hand, and more importantly, it was the courage displayed by Qingfeng.At that moment, when he became serious, he was fierce and wild, like a sword drawn from its sheath, very sharp, very direct, and hard to parry.

So even though Ye Lun lost a little bit, there is no need to be unconvinced - the good and good people are fighting against the gangster leader, it is normal to lose, and you can laugh if you can get out of the body.

However, Yellen has one of the biggest advantages, that is, he is broad-minded, commonly known as: generous.He has never taken these insignificant victories or losses to heart. As the saying goes, what is needed is what is urgent. He has a smooth life, has everything, and lacks nothing, so his mentality is more peaceful than anyone else.

At this time, he noticed that Qingfeng didn't go to bed to sleep, but ran to the balcony to enjoy the wind. Curious for a moment, he also moved to the edge of the bed and looked out through the huge French windows.

It happened that Qingfeng had a cigarette in his mouth, struck a match, clasped his left hand, and lowered his head to light it.

The light of the fire was weak, flickering on and off according to his expression, his eyelashes cast shadows on his face, obviously expressionless, but inexplicably gave people a cold and indifferent feeling.

He flicked out the match and threw it into the trash can beside him.Then he leaned sideways on the railing, took a deep breath, then reached out to take it off, and turned his head to look outside the building in a daze, leaving Ye Lun with a handsome profile.

It was not too late at night, and there were still students walking around in the courtyard late, showing the restlessness of young people.

After a long time, Qingfeng, in a daze, remembered to take another puff. The cigarette holder was delivered to his lips, but his movements suddenly stopped.

He didn't know what he thought of, anyway, after taking this sip, he didn't smoke any more in the end. Instead, he stretched out his arms and put them outside the railing, waiting for it to burn out slowly.

What did Qingfeng think of?Yellen didn't know him well enough to guess.

But he didn't know that the other party could only suddenly change his mind because he thought of him.

"Ah Lun doesn't smoke, and he doesn't like the smell of smoke." This is the information that Zhou Yi revealed unintentionally, but Qingfeng remembered it consciously.

Thinking of sleeping with him later, it's not good to have an unpleasant smell of cigarettes... Although the excitement has been aroused, Qingfeng is not addicted, so he chose to give up.

These thoughts flashed by, and Qingfeng would not bring them up on the scene. Ye Lun wanted to know, but he could only savor them in the future.

What he can grasp now is only what the eyes can see, this feeling is very special Qingfeng.

Unlike the usual low-key, he stood there alone, making up the whole picture.It is both the protagonist and the background, complete and complete, all of which are Qingfeng.

He was smoking a cigarette unhurriedly, with deep eyes, pursed lips, and a cold look of refusal to be thousands of miles away, which made people want to tease him.

It's like the most attention-grabbing handsome man at a reception, who obviously doesn't want to appear in the bottom of his heart, but has a reason why he can't refuse, so he must come.So I had no choice but to put on a cold and impatient attitude, as if I was not interested in anyone, and just came here to pass the time.

But the more he is like this, the more attention-grabbing he is, making everyone feel like a cat's paws are scratching in their hearts, wanting to meet him to tease him, to get close to him to seduce him, to see if he is made of stone, if he will Moved, will I give you a look at you.

And with Qingfeng's character, he would either ignore him, or he would be unbearably hot when he did.

Yellen has a deep understanding of this point tonight.

He lay on the bed with his calves dangling, pondering, pondering, and suddenly realized—although Zhou Yi was unreliable 90.00% of the time, once he became reliable, he was also a prophecy emperor.

Qingfeng really suits his taste.

If not too sleepy...

Ye Lun buried her face in Qingfeng's pillow, thinking dully...

If he wasn't too sleepy, he would get up and ask for a cigarette.

☆, just like you

If Qingfeng came into the room at this time, he would see Ye Xiaotu flopping his ears, shaking his feet, lying on his pillow enjoying the happiness.

Then for a long period of time in the future, he will no longer have to worry about whether to "go up" or "not go up", and he will decisively raise his gun and enter the battle.

It's a pity that the smoke burned too slowly, and before he came back, Ye Lun, who was too sleepy, had moved back to his position with difficulty, and fell asleep with the corner of the quilt in his arms.

After more than ten minutes, the power was cut off in the building, the desk lamps went out naturally, and the noisy dormitory area finally became quiet.

Qingfeng scratched at his half-dry hair, put out the cigarette butt, turned and went back to the house.

Before he went to bed, he stared at Ye Lun's back for a while, and he felt that everything was very good. The shoulders, the waist, and the butt were even more attractive. Every stroke seemed to be carefully planned. There are no flaws.

At this moment, the moon is dark and the wind is high, if anyone lends him the courage, Qingfeng will dare to reach out and touch it.

However, most of the campus was asleep, and there was no one to support him, so he had no choice but to lift the quilt silently, lie down straight, put his hands on his belly neatly, and stared at the bed above his head in a daze.

I thought that nine out of ten times I would suffer from insomnia tonight, but when I lay down, I started to feel sleepy.

Probably because the training was too tiring, and the little rabbit next to him was sleeping so soundly, Qingfeng was infected by him, and gradually couldn't open his eyes.

After waiting for a while, Ye Lun mumbled and turned over, curled up his body, and touched his forehead on Qingfeng's shoulder. The latter's mind shook, and he fell asleep leisurely.

Before falling into the darkness, the last thought that slipped through my mind:

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided; Ye Lun's peach blossom disaster, he can't escape.

Qingfeng was not naturally interested in boys.

In the Qing family's family genes, going back ten and eight generations, there is no such thing.If you want to insist that something is hereditary, every young man in the Qing family is born with it, and it should also be "fighting" and "sexing girls".

As far as Qingfeng knows, back then, his grandfather played cards with one hand and a knife with the other. He walked sideways in the entire sphere of influence. .

Occasionally, I ran into a few strong-tempered, high-sighted people who deliberately picked on Joe, and Grandpa Qing also said-what's wrong with Zhenlie?Knock out and carry away!

……

The hooliganism of the older generation is a product of the times, and now it is the advanced 21st century, no one would do it.

Moreover, with his flirtatious and explosive personality, it is too difficult for him to take the initiative. 90.00% of the time, he is the one who lays flat and molested.

From childhood to adulthood, as the undoubted first brother in the class, Qingfeng has never lacked followers: seniors, juniors, classmates, of all ages, love letters and small gifts are even more merciless.

He is very adaptable to this kind of living environment surrounded by beautiful girls, and he maintains good training habits very calmly, taking all good things as adjustments-neither accepting someone's favor alone, nor acting too coldly attitude.

In general, until high school, Qingfeng was a straight man like a steel pipe, just a little cold, and he didn't know how many girls were heartbroken.

There is no way, there are such boring and boring boys in the world, who insist on wasting their good time on such boring things as playing basketball.

Grandpa Qing often taught him insinuatingly: "Xiaofeng, I'm getting old, and I want to hug my grandson soon."

"Grandpa..." Qingfeng's head would be full of black lines every time he heard it, "I'm not yet an adult."

Time flies, and this very balanced state lasted until the third year of high school before it came to an end.

It was not long after the start of the next semester that Qingfeng slowly realized that something was wrong with him.

It may be because the preparation for the exam has entered the final sprint stage, the learning atmosphere is too tense, and the spirit is always tense, so the mentality gradually becomes a little unstable.

He wasn't sure if it was because he was too tired from the training and exhausted all his energy, so when he watched the movie to decompress, he didn't feel anything even when he was facing the female worries and exciting scenes that he liked very much in the past.No matter how he tried to mobilize his emotions, he couldn't get excited.

When Qingfeng first realized this, he was terribly frightened, thinking that he would be inhumane in the future, and his whole body would be square.

After a few days, his body still had normal morning erections, and he breathed a sigh of relief...but halfway through the relaxation, he suddenly raised it again—could I be frigid?

Adolescent boys have more sensitive minds and less common sense, so they are not sure whether it is better to "not lift" or "sexual frigidity".

I was worried and scared, and I was too embarrassed to confess to my parents, so I had to hold back.Anyway, in the end, there are only two possible outcomes: either the suffocation is good, or the suffocation is bad-let’s talk about the suffocation.

"Let's get by" is one of Qingfeng's few bad habits. It was like this when facing this problem, and it's the same when facing Ye Xiaotunny now.Once there is no way to solve the problem quickly, he will habitually adopt "putting play".

Time is the best medicine, if you don't break out in silence, you will pervert in silence.

Qingfeng successfully lit up the latter skill.

He also accidentally discovered that he had a strange feeling towards boys, and they must be the kind of white, clean and refreshing boys.

Qingfeng is a sports student with a special talent. Most of the school's male gods are concentrated in the school's sports team, surrounded by young bodies full of hormones, but facing those "muscles" and "big guys" like himself, he refuses. of.

Only the kind of boy who looks elegant, gentle, resilient, handsome, and not coquettish can easily stir his calm heart.

...There is no need to find so many messy adjectives, in short, it is just like Yellen.

In terms of appearance, Yellen belongs to the very eye-catching type.

In the vast sea of ​​people, you will definitely see him at first sight, that kind of just right and unique good-looking, just in line with everyone's aesthetics.

This naturally includes Qingfeng.

Those glimpses in high school can at most make him feel brighter, and it is only when he meets Yellen that he truly understands what it means to have a rapid heartbeat and exuberant sex.

This time, Qingfeng hit the south wall, which made him both heartbroken and had a headache. He didn't dare to go any further, turned around and ran away.

He still remembered that his grandfather was clamoring to have a great-grandson, and he also knew that although the society was becoming more and more enlightened and homosexual love was becoming more and more common, this road was not so easy to walk after all.

And what Ye Lun thought, he didn't dare to guess, and he didn't dare to bet.In case people dismissed him, Qingfeng was not sure if he would become angry with embarrassment, and he might as well follow the example of his family's hooligan old man - knock him unconscious and carry him away.

Occasionally, if you fantasize like this, you will think it is quite beautiful, but in reality, Qingfeng's performance is just avoiding it.He was very afraid that one day, he would finally be unable to bear it and would do something too extreme, that would be too bad.

He resisted desperately on this side, but the friends at 319 on the opposite side were teammates like wild boars, and they couldn't understand his good intentions at all.

Not only did Yellen, a "big rational shredder", unjustly refuse to move into the dormitory, but he was always fanning the flames and fueling the situation, so that the situation has developed to the point where it is completely out of control.

Qingfeng clearly opposed Ye Xiaotu's invasion from the very beginning, and defended his carrot to the death, but in the end, it was useless.

Not only did they live in, but they also climbed into his bed grandly, slept next to him, hugged his arms, and pressed his thighs.Proved a sentence with practical actions: all ten moves and refusals are paper tigers.

So now, there are only two choices before Qingfeng: either eat him; or wait a little longer, and then eat him.

Until there is no way out, I don't know that there is no way out.

Qingfeng subjectively believed that he could still be saved, so he decided to wait a little longer.

The next day was Tuesday, and there was a rare vacancy in the schedule. Everyone had no classes, so they could rest in bed with peace of mind.

Because they went to bed very early, certain three "wild boar teammates" also woke up super early.

After waking up, I didn't say I was more conscious, I went to the cafeteria to buy some breakfast to feed my roommates, one or two were free, and they all gathered around Qingfeng's bed.

It's okay to be around, and I don't understand the principle of "quiet as a chicken", so I started discussing in amazement:

"Isn't this great?" Fang Wei said happily, like a mother.

"Yes." Zhou Baobao was moved and ashamed, "It's much better than when I slept with me."

"If I knew this, Ye Lun should have slept with Qingfeng when he first came here." The boss said regretfully, "It's a pity that the floor mat is so big and soft, it would be great for playing cards."

"That's right." Zhou Yi scratched his chin, "But Qingfeng was unwilling before."

"Then why is he willing now?" The boss despised him.

"I don't know." Zhou Baobao sighed, "Brother Feng really doesn't know how to be blessed. When we were in high school, many people wanted to sleep with Allen. But Allen refused to agree, and all of them refused."

"..." Fang Wei was silent for a while.

In the end, I still couldn't hold back, and asked seriously: "Have you figured it out, do they want to 'sleep with Yellen'? Or do they want to 'sleep with Yellen'?"

Zhou Baobao blinked: "Don't these two terms have the same meaning?"

"Of course not." The silent thin monkey couldn't listen anymore, and finally interjected, "One is Ye Lun moving, and the other is Ye Lun lying flat and others moving, the difference is huge."

Zhou Yi's face was full of confusion, and he pondered: Although the thin monkey said it very cryptically, he vaguely felt that this thing was not suitable for children.So the question is, should he continue to ask?He is only 15 and a half years old, theoretically speaking, he is still a baby!

There was a lot of noise in the dormitory. Although the voices of the three of them were deliberately lowered, they were still not too loud.

Qingfeng was half asleep and half awake, and felt that there was someone in front of his bed.

Before he could figure out who stood there early in the morning, he heard a series of restricted-level speeches, and his brain circuit immediately turned uncontrollably to the second setting.

He felt in a daze: How could Yellen be moved by such a thing?Of course, work harder on your own.

While thinking, he lazily turned over.

As soon as the strong arm stretched and fell, it happened to rest on a semi-soft place. Immediately, there was a small low cry, which I didn't know whether it was pleasant or painful--it was so shocking that the wind rushed like cold water, Instantly woke up.

As if he had been shocked, he opened his eyes suddenly, sat up with a "bass", and then, unbiased, met Ye Lun who was also struggling to get up head to head.

Hearing only a muffled "bang", Qingfeng was hit head-on and knelt down at that time.Ye Lun wasn't much better either. She screamed "Aww" and lay down on the bed covering her forehead. It seemed that she wouldn't be able to get up for a while.

"Uh……"

The trio of wild boars squatting by the bed and watching all opened their eyes wide, with a dumbfounded expression, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, so they had to say hypocritically:

"Why are you so careless?" Fang Wei said angrily.

This tone sounds like a beating, but his forehead hurts so much, and he is dizzy that Qingfeng doesn't even have the strength to get up and cut people, so he can only give him a middle finger angrily, and continue rubbing his forehead after doing it.

"Ah, how are you, Allen?" Only Zhou Yi still retained a little bit of precious sympathy. He jumped over and stretched his arms to touch the back of Yelun's hairy head. ? Don’t be fooled.”

"It's okay even if you're stupid," Shouhou leaned over and smirked, "It's all because Qingfeng's brain is hard, let him take care of you."

"Fuck." Qingfeng bared his teeth in pain, and wanted to give him a middle finger, "Are you mistaken, strength is mutual, do you understand, how much he hurts me, okay?"

"Well..." Ye Lun waved his hands, moaned, straightened his waist, and changed his posture, "Then I can raise you."

He was probably sore and limp, and he couldn't even sit upright. His two long, bare legs were stretched out at 120°, and he was leaning in the corner of the bed with a golden knife; his arms were propped up on his knees, and his palms were rubbing his forehead. It looks messy and limp.

Seeing it out of the corner of Qingfeng's eyes, he couldn't help sighing in his heart:

Here we go again, here we go again, the rough version of the young master of the Ye family.

To be honest, Ye Lun's dejected and lazy appearance is really not masculine at all, on the contrary, he looks a bit like a homeless man on the street.If unfortunately his little fans and fans see it, they will be shocked, and there may be a large wave of fans who want to turn passers-by.

But his old man has no concept of maintaining his image at all. Even though it is a public place, he still does whatever he wants, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

Facing Ye Lun in this "big man mode", Qingfeng found miraculously that he didn't feel anything anymore.

It's not that I'm completely dissatisfied, but that I lack a little bit of passion and excitement. To put it bluntly, I just can't get hard.

For boys, whether they can be "hard" is the highest standard for judging whether they like it or not.If you can't figure out what's going on in your heart, then follow your body's instincts, there's nothing wrong with it [-]%.

Qingfeng secretly feels that this trend is very good and must work hard to maintain it.Stick to it for a few weeks, and when this feeling is completely set, they may take a step back and become brothers.

"How are you guys doing?" Fang Wei next to him finally had enough of laughing, and finally remembered a few words of concern, "Does it matter?"

Qingfeng and Ye Lun were sitting on the head of the bed and the end of the bed, their ankles touching their ankles. Hearing this, they secretly looked at each other.The relationship is not very familiar, but the expression is full of tacit understanding.

"Well...it hurts like hell, it's important." Ye Lun sighed.

"I'm dizzy." Qingfeng also yelled, covering his forehead.

"I'm so hungry." Ye Lun made up the knife.

"..." I groaned, Fang Wei's head was full of black lines, "Can you guys be more fake???"

"I don't care, I don't care," Ye Lun yelled, hugging his stomach like a little wolf cub, "I want to eat puff pastry."

Qingfeng pointed out: "I'm the same as him."

The boss twitched the corners of his mouth: This song is quite rhythmic, did you wake up all night fine?

"Damn it, I won't go!" Fang Wei said angrily.

He had a very good plan, he thought that this group of brats were all good and bad, so he wanted to instigate me to run errands, but my uncle would not be fooled by you, so he said nothing!

As a result, before his aura could hold up, someone next to him immediately dismantled the stage:

"I'll go!" Zhou Baobao jumped up and down, volunteering.

Regardless of Fang Wei's dark face, he wanted to pin Zhou Yi on the bed and beat him up.After a final bargain, the wild boar trio went downstairs to buy food without complaint.

The door panel closed with a "click", and the source of the noise finally left. The two people who stayed in the dormitory looked at each other silently, wanting to laugh for a moment.

In the end, it doesn't matter if you don't laugh, but when you laugh, your forehead hurts. They all gasped "hissing" and raised their hands to rub it. They both felt that the other was stupid...so they wanted to laugh even more—but hold back!

"Hey, I want to ask you something."

Qingfeng stretched out his foot and touched Ye Lun's calf.

The latter raised his head to look at him: "Why?"

"Do you have any, just..." Qingfeng thought for a while, "A photo of a man? A rough man, a little slovenly, give me one."

Yellen was silent for a while.

I don't know which word poked his pain point, and suddenly he narrowed his eyes: "All my photos are very manly."

The word "all" is specially accented, for fear that others may not hear clearly.

Qingfeng: "..."

isn't it? ? ?

Judging by Ye Lun's expression, he didn't just talk casually and deliberately try to be brave, but he really thought so.

While Qingfeng was speechless, he couldn't help but recall the giant poster that Zhou Yi had pasted on his bedside:

Ye Lun in the picture is only wearing a sky-blue basketball vest, with a fair face, well-defined collarbone, and faintly visible chest... It is also called "man" if you are tempted like that. Is there any deviation in understanding?

Qingfeng's expression was indescribable, as if he wanted to say something to correct Ye Lun's three views.However, before he could say it, Ye Xiaotu, who was opposite him, suddenly remembered the poster, his eyes narrowed, and his expression immediately became dangerous:

"By the way, what do you want my picture for?"

Feeling guilty, Qingfeng turned his head to look up at the sky: "Why not."

"Then you still keep my poster?" Ye Lun endured the pain in his forehead, and wanted to strangle him when he got up, "Hurry up and return it to me!"

Qingfeng is sitting on the edge of the bed, there are roads in all directions, it is very convenient to escape, and he wants to jump down when he gets up.As a sports student, his skill is not limited, and he can definitely run if he wants to.

But the second he was about to get up, the messy Ye Lun was finally tricked by himself: somehow his knee was caught by the air conditioner, he couldn't take a step forward, and he would definitely fall when he took two steps, and he didn't even have time to readjust Balanced, the whole person fell forward.

Seeing that he was about to fall off the bed by accident, Qingfeng was taken aback, and didn't remember running away, so he turned around quickly, stretched out his arms to catch him, and just happened to hug him full.

Being carried by Yu Jin'er, he fell back and fell on the bed.

☆、Don’t just speak half of your words

The two were in a hurry, and Qingfeng was in a hurry, so he didn't adjust the position where he fell, only to hear another crisp "Boom!", and the back of his head hit the railing at the head of the bed accurately.

It was really unlucky to be hit twice in just ten minutes.

What's worse, his hands were wrapped around Ye Lun's waist to help him maintain his balance, and he couldn't spare his hands to rub it to relieve it.

So he had no choice but to bear it... That feeling was so sour that he almost burst into tears.

And what about Yellen?Just now he almost fell off the bed, he was also frightened, and his mind went blank for a moment.When I came back to my senses, I also heard the impact, and immediately became anxious:

"How are you, it's okay..."

The last word "ba" was not uttered, but Qingfeng hurriedly snatched a sentence: "Hello!"

He had to be in a hurry, and Yellen was also restless, trying to sit up while talking.He didn't even think about what he was sitting on now, and how high the height of the bunk bed was, so he straightened up like this, and in the next second he decided to:

"Oh!"

Qingfeng supported his forehead, just hearing the sound made him panic.

Everyone should have had a similar experience. When sleeping in a sleeper on a train, or when the bed height in the dormitory is relatively short, standing up and standing together is likely to hit the bed.

This knock was solid, much more severe than the head-to-head bump just now.

Ye Lun let out a scream of "Aww", and couldn't sit still due to the pain. She threw herself forward and lay on Qingfeng's body.

His pounce was entirely a conditioned reflex, he felt comfortable, but suffered from Qingfeng.

He was originally half-turned, with his right calf still hanging out of the bed, and the whole posture was very uncomfortable.But in this case, it was impossible for him to push Yellen away with a cold face and sit up by himself.

And Ye Xiaotu was so coincidental, with his legs spread apart, he just straddled his most sensitive position, with Qingfeng's little brother stuffed between the two round butts.Although he definitely didn't mean it, this position is still too much torment.

Qingfeng only feels that he is not well now: his head hurts, his penis hurts, and his calf pinned outside the bed also hurts.All in all, his whole body hurts. If Ye Lun doesn't get up again, he might go crazy.

"...how are you? I knocked there. Does it matter?"

Qingfeng said, when he lowered his head, he could see the messy top of Yelun's head.His hair is long and soft, and it is lying limply on his chest at this moment.