Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Although Fu Kun was very naughty since he was a child, but on the one hand, because his family didn't expect much from him, and on the other hand, he hadn't gone too far, so his parents have never bothered him as much as they do today.

The discussion in the living room didn't last long, and after Fu Kun and Fu Yijie slept normally, Mom and Dad changed the place of discussion to the bedroom.

Fu Kun fell asleep within 2 minutes of laying down. This decision has been suppressed in his heart. Today, when he said it, he was completely relieved. He felt that no matter what the final conclusion was, he didn't care anymore.

Fu Yijie was sitting next to him, holding a book in his hand and didn't have much interest in reading. This semester, he was immersed in his revision. Now that the exam is over and all the pressure is gone, he can't sleep anymore. He always feels as if he has taken medicine Very excited.

It's been a long time since he looked at the sleeping Fu Kun this way.

Fu Kun always said that he grew up without paying attention, but in fact, who is not like this.

Fu Yijie's memory of Fu Kun also often stays on the carefree boy who was so nervous that he could run a train a few years ago, but occasionally, he would be startled that Fu Kun gradually began to look like a man.

For example, today, when Fu Kun took out his bankbook, he still had a smug smile on his face, but when he made his decision, the firmness in his eyes could not be ignored.

Fu Yijie knew that his parents were still up, so they were probably discussing about Fu Kun, but he could guess that their final opinion should be to agree with Fu Kun's decision.

"Fu Kun," Fu Yijie leaned over to Fu Kun's side, and lightly touched his lips with his fingers, "You are awesome."

Fu Kun didn't move, Fu Yijie stared at his lips for a long time. During this time, he was busy reviewing, and he didn't have any other thoughts when he lay down at night. He rubbed his pants and listened to Fu Kun's breathing, and fell asleep.

But now, a certain urge that hadn't been present for a long time slowly came up.

He wanted to suppress this thought, but his gaze stayed on Fu Kun's face, and he couldn't take it away. After standing for a long time, he sighed softly, and moved closer carefully.

On Fu Kun's lips was the familiar scent of children's toothpaste, he couldn't help but closed his eyes, and pressed Fu Kun's lips for a long time before leaving reluctantly because he was afraid of waking Fu Kun up.

But when he was about to turn over and lie down, his hand touched Fu Kun's naked upper body.

When the fingertips touched Fu Kun's smooth skin, it was as if something tiny had exploded at the fingertips, and the tiny itchy sensation quickly spread from the fingertips to his heart.

... It felt very comfortable. Fu Yijie didn't take his hand away, and his fingertips, fingertips, and palms covered Fu Kun's body bit by bit.

What he did next was not quite under his control. To be exact, he hadn't thought about what he wanted to do or what he was doing at all.

Gently caressing Fu Kun's chest with his hands downward, Fu Yijie seemed to have never noticed before that rubbing skin against his palm would be a kind of enjoyment.

Fu Kun's body rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and Fu Yijie's hands savored this indescribable but irresistible feeling. He was a little intoxicated by this movement that made people's breathing gradually tighten without knowing it. He couldn't figure out when his fingertips stuck into Fu Kun's pants.

After moving upstairs, he never took a bath with Fu Kun again. The touch of his fingertips made him realize that Fu Kun was really no longer the silly little brother he used to be.

He carefully covered it with his palm.

When he was trying to think of a further movement, Fu Kun moved suddenly, and scratched his pants with his hand on his side.

Fu Yijie didn't have time to react. After Fu Kun scratched his hand twice, he quickly pulled it out. Fu Kun scratched it a few more times, turned over and faced the wall, and the soft snoring before was gone. , but the breathing is still similar to the previous rhythm.

Fu Yijie felt as if his whole body was in a sauna. It was burning from the inside to the outside, and there were thin beads of sweat on his body. He froze and didn't dare to move, his heart beating so hard that his neck felt constricted.

Is Fu Kun awake?

Are you awake?

The exciting and exciting atmosphere was destroyed in just a few seconds, Fu Yijie now felt nothing but fear and nervousness.

He sat up very lightly, stood up after being dazed for a long time and left the bedroom, walked lightly into the bathroom, and leaned against the wall in a daze for a long time.

It was also at this time that he was surprised to find that his body had changed. When he looked at his pushed-up underwear, Fu Yijie felt more panicked suddenly.

Yes, I had a reaction to Fu Kun.

He once dreamed about Fu Kun, but apart from dreaming, he usually didn't even dare to have any excessive imagination about Fu Kun, he just hoped to be close to him, cling to him... Even the few times he secretly kissed him, it was just There is some excitement in the tension.

This is the first time, he really reacted.

Fu Yijie slowly squatted on the ground leaning against the wall.

It’s over.

In the morning, before Fu Kun and Fu Yijie got up, my mother came and knocked on the bedroom door.

Fu Yijie got up and opened the door: "Mom?"

"Kick your brother up." Mom poked her head in and pointed to Fu Kun who was still holding the towel blanket with her eyes closed.

Fu Yijie kicked Fu Kun's foot.

"Awake," Fu Kun muttered, turned over and opened his eyes: "Hey...why..."

"Son, I discussed it with your father," my mother said, "If you don't want to go to college, you shouldn't go to college, but as you said, you won't set up a stall for the rest of your life. If you want to do it, just show us. "

"Agreed?" Fu Kun sat up at once, "Do you have any objections?"

"No, if you want to do it, do it well, but first say that the family can't help you financially..." Mom said.

"I don't need my family to help me," Fu Kun stood up, put the towel over his body, and stood up, "I can help the family, don't worry."

"Crazy," my mother gave him a sideways glance, then turned and walked away, "I had a lot of confidence in you, but when I saw this crazy character, I immediately regretted it."

Fu Yijie closed the bedroom door, turned to look at the towel on Fu Kun's body: "Congratulations."

"Thank you," Fu Kun was in a good mood, threw the towel away, and pointed at Fu Yijie's crotch, "Come on, pick up your microphone and give your brother a blessing."

Fu Yijie was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and glanced below himself, and was speechless for a moment: "I can't reach it..."

"It's fine, you can take mine," Fu Kun was probably in a great mood, he took off his pants and shook them twice, "Hey, hello everyone, this is Xiaokunzi Radio Station!"

The part of Fu Kun that was standing up in the morning was beating in front of his eyes. An indescribable feeling suddenly surged in Fu Yijie's heart, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He quickly opened the door and ran out: "I'm going to pee."

"What are you running for!" Fu Kun was still in the room laughing, "How hard it is for you to urinate now!"

"Fu Kun, you forgot to put your brains in your head!" Fu Yijie roared in the toilet.

"Hey, when did you learn to be shy?" Fu Kun ran to the toilet door, reached out and knocked rhythmically on the door, "Open the door and let me see if Xiaojie is growing up."

Fu Yijie supported the wall with his hands, and was so troubled by Fu Kun that he didn't pee out for a long time.

He simply lifted his trousers, stretched out his hand and opened the toilet door, and Fu Kun, who was leaning on the door happily, staggered into the toilet.

"Has little Kunzi grown up yet?" Fu Yijie pulled Fu Kun's pants and pulled him in front of him. Before Fu Kun could stand still, he stretched out his hand to grab him.

"Hey!" Fu Kun yelled, leaning on the wall and dared not move, "Do you have a count in your hand, don't grab it for me!"

Fu Yijie didn't speak, he didn't have any extra thoughts before doing this action, he just wanted to calm down Fu Kun who was in an overly happy mood, but when he held his hand firmly, he was instantly overwhelmed by the kindness from last night. Excitement surrounds.

Fu Kun was very close to him, and the two of them stood facing each other. Although Fu Kun had a worried expression on his face because of being grabbed by him like this, it didn't affect Fu Yijie's out-of-control tantrums because of such an ambiguous distance. certain thoughts.

He suddenly leaned over and kissed Fu Kun hard on the mouth.

Fu Kun's breathing paused briefly when he leaned over, it was this startled pause that made Fu Yijie wake up immediately.

He quickly let go, pushed Fu Kun out of the toilet, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Fu Kun stood outside the toilet, staring at the toilet door, without speaking for a long time.

He and Fu Yijie have been doing things like kissing and kissing since childhood, but since he went to high school, there has been almost no such thing between them.

Now that Fu Yijie came here suddenly and completely confused him, what's wrong with this kid?

What's going on here?

"Kunzi," Dad called him in the living room, "are you going to set up a stall today?"

"I'm not going to set up a stall today, I have to clear the goods first, and then go to the wholesale market." When Fu Kun mentioned the matter of setting up a stall, he became excited again, and ran into the living room, "I didn't go to the previous battle, Sun Wei helped me set it up." , the leftovers are almost sold out, I want to think about something new.”

"Do you want to use a car?" Dad shook the motorcycle key in his hand.

Fu Kun was overjoyed when he saw it: "No, just wait, I'll get you a new car within a year, with four wheels."

"You have to use a car to buy goods first." Dad smiled and changed his shoes and went out.

Fu Kun took out the passbook, gave [-] to his mother, and kept [-] in another booklet, which was saved for Fu Yijie. He didn't tell Fu Yijie, he guessed that Fu Yijie would not I will, so I save it first and give it to him when I need it later.

There is still [-], and he plans to take it out and buy it.

Before, due to time and money constraints, all he sold were gadgets. Although the cost of these things was low, the profit was also low. During the days when he set up a stall, he had been observing other stalls, and it was obvious that selling clothes made more money. .

But when selling clothes, you have to have a good eye, you have to be able to pick when buying, and you have to know what the main customers like. On this basis, you have to sell differently from others.

There are many students and young people who come here to shop, and the money on hand is limited, and they must be cheap, fashionable, different from others, and have their own personality.

Fu Kun planned to sell gadgets first, and then buy some clothes to try out his feelings.

He went to the clothing wholesale market a few times and decided to sell ripped jeans first.

Jeans have always been very easy to sell, and ripped jeans have been popular for a while, and there are still a lot of people buying them now. The students in the nearby university want to look different, no matter whether they are boys or girls, there will be one or two.

He bought a second-hand iron frame in the wholesale market, hung up all the trousers that came in, and replaced the plastic sheet on the floor with a steel wire bed.

"Kunzi," Cheng Qingqing took two bunches of washed grapes and sat down with him. She would come over to chat when there were few people, "Have you changed the shotgun?"

Fu Kun patted the pants on the shelf with a smile: "Do you think it's okay?"

"That's right, I always thought you had a good eye," Cheng Qingqing nodded, "but you should wear one on your body, your figure is like a live advertisement, and Lao Cao over there is still wearing his own goods as a model like an oil barrel .”

"Really, I think I'm a hooligan when I wear that thing. My mother always said that I can become a hooligan if I'm not careful." Fu Kun laughed.

"Cut, it's the rogue effect. Such a handsome rogue is the effect those students are after." Cheng Qingqing clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

"Then I'll try tomorrow."

The pair of ripped jeans that Fu Kun carefully chose to wear on his body was different from the most sold models of others. They were usually loose-fitting and hung on the crotch. There were large and small holes on the bottom. It has to be piled up on the upper of the shoe, and the back of the extreme trouser legs can be stepped on under the sole of the shoe.

Although Fu Kun sold these, the most displeasing ones were also like this, so he picked a pair of trousers with slightly narrower legs and no exaggerated piles on the upper, and put them on.

Ever since Fu Kun knew that his legs were quite long, he always liked slightly narrower pants.

But Cheng Qingqing was right, not long after he put on his own clothes, a boy wandered over, picked up a few pairs of pants and asked him after looking at them, "What kind of pants are you wearing?"

There are not many shops selling this kind of trousers in one street, so this type of trousers, which were not in stock, were sold out in less than a day.

The purchase price of these trousers is lower than that of the looser ones, but Fu Kun has been selling them at a higher price than other styles. With just these trousers alone, he can earn as much as he used to sell gadgets in a month.

Fu Kun suddenly felt that his original decision was not wrong, and he did nothing wrong in pressing the admission letter of a certain agricultural college in the drawer as a souvenir.

Fu Yijie would bring him meals at noon every day. In fact, he could just buy a boxed meal from the small restaurant nearby, but his mother felt that it was not nutritious, so Fu Yijie would bring over the meals made by his mother twice a day .

"Don't run away tomorrow, you have a sweaty face." Fu Kun looked at Fu Yijie. It's just autumn, and the autumn tiger is still raging. This place is not close to home, and Fu Yijie is sweating every time he rides here.

"Then the bicycle you bought for me wasn't for nothing." Fu Yijie pulled out a broken stool from under the wire bed and sat down next to Fu Kun.

"I bought it for you to go to school, not for your meal delivery." Fu Kun opened the lid of the lunch box and looked at it, "Oh, pig's trotters in sauce! How can you finish eating so much?"

"If you can't finish eating, give it to me." Fu Yijie said.

"You are a bottomless pit," Fu Kun smiled, and handed the lunch box in front of him, "Take one first, I'm sure I won't be able to finish it."

Fu Yijie took a pig's trotter and gnawed on it: "How is business today?"

"It's not bad," Fu Kun lowered his head and quickly pawed at the rice, "As long as these pants are sold for a while, I have to think about changing them."

"Why?" Fu Yijie was a little surprised, "Isn't this selling well?"

"They're all learning the stuff," Fu Kun said in a low voice, "No one sold this before, but now that it's selling well, they've learned it all. You have to be ahead of the curve, and they're all just like you. Thinking of changing it."

"Then what do you change?"

"It's easy," Fu Kun smiled, "Just get some dog leashes."

The dog chain Fu Kun mentioned was not a real dog chain. He went to the accessories market and bought a bunch of metal chains. He designed the length and cut them to hang on his pants.

This is considered new.

In addition to the chain, there are also slender belts that can also be hung on.

Fu Kun also hung a chain on himself. He felt very stupid. Looking at the old man, he would think that he had just escaped from prison. Occasionally, there would be a kind of master who would come over and pull the chain at any time and say, "Dou Diu, I will take you for a walk." "The illusion.

But the pants that have been changed in this way are selling pretty well. He didn’t count the money for the chains, and still sell them at the original price. One or two chains are not worth a lot, but the feeling is different. You just add A small key chain can also make people feel that they are taking advantage.

Relying on this chain, Fu Kun sold the pants for another two months.

When the weather turned a little cooler, the money in Fu Kun's passbook increased a lot. He cleared out all the clothes he had entered before, and prepared to buy some winter clothes.

"Last time, Kunzi left me two pairs of women's jeans with zippers. I have two little sisters who also want them." Cheng Qingqing ran over to him and said, "When are you going to wear winter clothes?"

"It's just this month, it will sell for a while earlier." Fu Kun thought for a while.

"Hey," Cheng Qingqing kicked his chair, "There is one more thing, you can help my sister think about it."

"what's up?"

"I have a friend who has a batch of woolen socks, children's, but when he made the wrong version, the socks are all short, so they are backlogged," Cheng Qingqing said in a low voice, "the quality is very good, batch If you come here, it costs less than one yuan a pair, tell me, how will you sell this thing if you get it?"

Fu Kun was stunned for a while, thinking for a long time: "Is the sock short?"

"Well, I saw it. It's really short. If you sell it like this, no one will want it."

"How about..." Fu Kun frowned and thought for a while, and finally said with some hesitation, "Why don't you add a rope to the socks."

"Add rope? Why? How?" Cheng Qingqing looked at him in confusion.

"Sell it as a mobile phone bag with a rope. Now more and more people have mobile phones. There are so many mobile phone chains for sale, but there is nothing interesting about the bag," Fu Kun pointed at Cheng Qingqing with his fingers. "Didn't you just buy a 998? You can try to get one, and then put it on a long rope and a short rope. You can put it in your bag and hang it around your neck."

"Fu Kun!" Cheng Qingqing slapped him hard on the shoulder, "You can turn your head very fast! I'll get some to try tomorrow, and if you sell it, I'll share it with you!"

"No, you're still telling me this." Fu Kun laughed.

Fu Kun's business has been doing well in the past six months, which seems to be going smoothly. His parents didn't say anything, but Fu Yijie could see that the strings they had been tense had loosened.

Fu Yijie didn't worry about Fu Kun's affairs. Fu Kun has always been able to endure hardships and didn't care too much about it. Maybe next year he can set up a store and open a store as Fu Kun expected.

What he was worried about was himself. The last time he was inexplicably dealing with Fu Kun's grabbing and kissing in the toilet. Fu Kun didn't mention it again. He probably felt that he had a convulsion, but he himself cared very much.

His desire to be close to Fu Kun became more and more intense. He was most comfortable when delivering meals to Fu Kun every day and when Fu Kun closed the stall and returned home at night. He wanted to see Fu Kun and stay by his side.

Ever since touching Fu Kun last time made him feel hard, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Sometimes rubbing Fu Kun's pants would make him react. Recently, he had to change the pillow towel. .

Why is this!

At the beginning, Fu Kun also had a reaction when he was rubbed by him, but after he grew up, Fu Kun didn't feel any more because of this.

Fu Yijie simply didn't understand how he became like this.

In heat?

Fu Kun told his parents about his plan to go out of town to buy goods this time. After the goods he bought before were almost sold out, he came back early these few days and didn't go out at night, thinking about buying goods at home.

Fu Yijie rushed back after school every day, and it was a pleasure to see Fu Kun as soon as he entered the door.

He came back a little late today, the teacher gave him a lecture for half an hour, and when he got home, his mother's dishes were almost ready.

While he was changing his shoes, Fu Kun came out of the bedroom and stood in front of him.

"Brother." Fu Yijie called him.

"It's late today." Fu Kun said.

"Well, I don't know why a group of people in the English class giggled and infected the whole class. After ten minutes of giggling together, the English teacher became angry." Fu Yijie ran into the living room and poured a glass of water.

"A piece." Fu Kun followed again.

"Is there something wrong?" Fu Yijie found that Fu Kun was not the same today as usual.

"That..." Fu Kun bit his lip, turned and walked to the bedroom, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

Fu Yijie didn't know what was going on with Fu Kun, so he followed him into the house nervously.

Fu Kun walked to the bookshelf, dragged a chair and stood up, took out a book from the top of the shelf, and handed it to him: "Is this the book you are reading?"