Zhu Mu Lang Ma

The water was very clear, when Fu Yijie opened his eyes when he was submerged in the water, he could see a string of thin water bubbles drifting past his eyes.

He pulled off Fu Kun's belt, unzipped the zipper on his trousers, and lightly brushed his fingers across Fu Kun's lower abdomen, hooking his underwear.

Fu Kun's underwear is still the striped one, like orange-flavored toothpaste, and once he recognizes it, he won't change it.For Fu Yijie, these thin stripes have a different meaning in his heart. From the day when he was ignorant and had an idea for Fu Kun, these thin stripes are the most direct relationship between him and Fu Kun. s contact.

He exhaled a string of small air bubbles, hooked his fingers around Fu Kun's underwear, pulled it down, and held it.

Fu Kun's hand grabbed his wrist, with a mild refusal.

Fu Yijie bit his finger, Fu Kun pulled his hand away, and his fingertips touched his face lightly, this kind of touch with water made Fu Yijie's heart tremble slightly, he He turned his head and bit Fu Kun's finger.

Fu Kun's finger moved, he bit it tightly, the tip of his tongue was gently wrapped around Fu Kun's fingertips, his hand continued the previous movement, and the other hand on Fu Kun's waist immediately felt the tension of Fu Kun's muscles tight.

Perhaps because of being too excited, Fu Yijie felt that the breath he took before would soon be insufficient, so he surfaced upwards.

"A bit," Fu Kun frowned and whispered, "You..."

Fu Yijie could clearly see the ups and downs of Fu Kun's chest under the soaked shirt. He hugged Fu Kun to his side, leaned over and kissed him on his chest, and then used the tip of his tongue to push away the lump that was stuck to his chest. The shirt was looped twice around the bulge.

Fu Kun's hand tightly grasped his arm, he shook his body, but he didn't say the following words, and was stopped by his sudden panting.

Fu Yijie took a deep breath, pressed the tip of his tongue against Fu Kun's skin and slowly slid into the water again.

When the soft tip of the tongue slid all the way to the lower abdomen and continued to swipe downward, Fu Kun's hand followed, trying to push Fu Yijie's face away.

Fu Yijie grabbed his hand, and tightly bound his hands behind his back. Before Fu Kun could resist again, he quickly opened his mouth to swallow it.

"Ah..." Fu Kun yelled in a hoarse voice, raised his head suddenly, the sun was shining on his face, he closed his eyes, only felt that the whole world was spinning, and the pleasure kept coming to him in a dizzy state hit.

The strange pleasure under his body made him a little uncontrollable. Fu Yijie's soft lips wrapped around him, and the cool water filled all the gaps, wrapping him tightly in a strong desire, making him breathe immediately. It became a mess, and everyone was scrambling to get in and out.

Every time Fu Yijie swallowed, he was strongly stimulated.

When watching pornographic movies before, he had shamelessly fantasized that one day he would find someone to do this for him and experience it for himself.

I didn't expect this day to come so suddenly, nor did I expect such an experience to be so ecstatic.

He didn't suppress a moan that came out of his throat. Once the moan started, it would come out in a file like the first four and the last eight lining up to punch cards.

"Ah..." Fu Kun raised his head and bit his lips, the hand tightly held by Fu Yijie trembled, he was almost so grateful that he could not stand still, he couldn't help pushing Fu Yijie's throat slightly top.

Fu Yijie speeded up cooperatively, and Fu Kun felt the urge to struggle to tear off his shirt.

When Fu Yijie came out of the water for the third time to take a breath, Fu Kun gritted his teeth and said, "Enough."

"Do you want to hold back?" Fu Yijie glanced at him, there were water droplets on his face, each of which was shining beautifully, and the wet hair hanging on his forehead looked very sexy.

"I..." Fu Kun wanted to say that I can do it myself, but Fu Yijie had already sunk down again, and another round of pleasure hit him immediately.

This kind of stimulation that Fu Kun couldn't resist was mixed with the intense excitement brought about by having sex in this way in the wild, leaving Fu Kun's consciousness blank for a long time.

In the end, his body tensed up suddenly, and he frowned and let out a suppressed moan. After being frozen for a few seconds, he slowly fell backwards on the water.

Fu Yijie pulled him into his arms, and the two stood quietly in the water.

"You're crazy," Fu Kun leaned on him a little weakly, with his chin on his shoulder, "Fu Yi, are you sick?"

"I'm not sick," Fu Yijie gently stroked his back and waist, "Are you comfortable?"

"Shu... fuck you." Fu Kun closed his eyes, his breathing still hadn't completely calmed down.

Fu Yijie smiled, pulled up his pants, and slowly moved towards the shore with his arms around Fu Kun.His desire hasn't gone down yet, but he doesn't plan to continue, the enjoyment brought to him by Fu Kun's reaction is enough.

They both took off their clothes and pants, and sat on the river beach in their underwear to bask in the sun.

Until then, Fu Kun finally recovered from the chaos, he frowned: "Why did you come here?"

"Mom asked me to come." Fu Yijie closed his eyes.

"What?" Fu Kun was stunned.

"Mom told me to come look for you," Fu Yijie bit his lip, "She said she won't stop her."

Fu Kun opened his mouth, but said nothing.

After a while, he jumped up suddenly, ran under the tree, took his mobile phone, and dialed his mother's number.

"Kunzi?" Mom's voice came over.

When Fu Kun heard his mother's voice, he was sure that Fu Yijie hadn't lied to him. What Fu Yijie said was true, so his mother let go.

There was a sense of relaxation in his mother's voice that he hadn't felt for a long time. This was the tone he could hear every time he called his mother before, relaxed and warm.

It has been a year, and this kind of mother only exists in his memory. During this year, every time he calls, what he hears is that his mother is pretending to be calm and careful, and even the most ordinary greetings can be concealed. I can't help being sad.

"Mom." Fu Kun called out, but suddenly couldn't say anything else.

"Did your brother find you?" Mom asked.

"Well, I came at noon." Fu Kun looked at Fu Yijie who was sitting on the river beach staring at the water in a daze, "He said..."

"Kunzi," his mother interrupted him, "let's not talk about anything else. Your father and I have discussed it for a long time. This is not our impulsive decision. On the one hand, we want to see you two suffer, and on the other hand... So what if you don’t agree, stay single without getting married, or just get married and hurt someone else’s girl... Your father said, it’s been so long, you don’t look like adolescent impulsiveness, it should be seriously……"

"Mom..." Fu Kun closed his eyes and leaned against the tree, unable to speak.

"I just want you two to be fine. Both of you are my precious sons. It's good to get married and have children. It's also good to be able to live happily. As long as it's good," my mother smiled, "That's it Bar."

Fu Kun bit his lip fiercely, no matter what he said, the word thank you was stuck in his throat, thank you?A word of thanks is as light as fluff in front of the decision of my parents. How can a word of thanks be worth the concession and tolerance of my parents?

But besides thank you, what else can he say?

"You're welcome," my mother seemed to have guessed his thoughts, "Your brother has kowtowed to me too much, kowtowed to sleep for two days, like a pig, that's enough."

After hanging up the phone with his mother, Fu Kun stood there for a long time. Today's sun seemed to be extraordinarily dazzling, and the stones on the river beach were all tanned like they were shining.

He slowly walked behind Fu Yijie, knelt down and hugged his shoulders, and gently touched his face with his hands.

Fu Yijie kissed him on the palm of his hand.

"A bit," Fu Kun kissed him on the ear, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry," Fu Yijie touched his arm all the way to his shoulder with his hands behind his back, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I want to fish and eat, but now I don't know where the poles are." Fu Kun looked at the water, and his more than 200 poles had disappeared.

"Can there be fish in such a clear river? There are no aquatic plants. The fish are already hungry here." Fu Yijie clicked his tongue.

"Who said there's nothing to eat?" Fu Kun laughed, rubbing his hair, "Let me tell you, the upper reaches of this river is a creek, which comes all the way down from the mountain, and the people in the nearby village like to drive cattle Go to the stream to graze, and the cow dung will pull water..."

"Fu Kun!" Fu Yijie slapped Fu Kun's leg back, "You are enough!"

The sun was very sunny today, and the clothes and trousers that the two of them spread by the river dried up in a short time, but the shoes were still a little wet.

The two put on their clothes and put on their half-wet shoes. Fu Kun carried the small bucket and led Fu Yijie back.

What made Fu Kun depressed was that his shirt was a bit miserable, the buttons were gone and he had to leave it open, and when the wind blew over, he immediately felt that he had turned into a fellow villager returning home after finishing the farm work, and melodious singing echoed in his ears, walking On the country road, Mugui's old cow is my companion...

"Let's go to the farmhouse, it's in the creek on the mountain..." Fu Kun lowered his head and pulled his shirt.

"Cold cow dung?" Fu Yijie asked after him.

"There are also spring water cow dung and dry pot cow..." Fu Kun couldn't continue talking halfway through. His appetite is not as good as Fu Yijie's. As long as there is food for Fu Yijie, you can say anything nearby Unaffected, he can't, "Damn, I have no appetite."

"I asked for it." Fu Yijie let out a laugh behind him.

When I returned to the nursery, Xiao Hu was loading a batch of flowers into the car.

"I'm about to call you," Xiao Hu yelled when he saw Fu Kun, "I'll deliver the goods in a while."

"I'll deliver it, you stay here. In the afternoon, Lao Zhang sent the palm seedlings over here. You can pick them up." Fu Kun patted the front of the car, "Have you eaten yet? Come with us up the mountain to eat?"

Xiao Hu shook his head: "I just finished eating, you go and eat, I'll do it first."

Fu Kun turned to look at Fu Yijie: "Will you deliver the goods in the afternoon after dinner?"

"Okay." Fu Yijie nodded.

"Did you catch any fish?" Xiao Hu looked at the bucket in Fu Kun's hand, "Where's your fishing rod?"

"I caught a fish weighing more than four catties!" Fu Kun said with a serious face, "In the end, I accidentally let it pull the rod into the water..."

"Ah! There are still four catties of fish in the small broken river?" Xiao Hu was surprised, thought for a while and then laughed, "Who are you kidding, you have been fishing for almost a year, and you fell into the water three times. The fish is not as big as half a palm, and even one piece is not enough for a pot, so it fell into the water again today, and you can’t even get the pole back?”

Seeing Xiao Hu's eyes sweep over him, Fu Kun quickly pulled up his shirt, which had been completely buttoned up, ran into the garden and changed into a T-shirt, then came out and put his arms around Fu Yijie's shoulder: "Let's go, Go up the mountain to eat."

"It's really particular, you have to change clothes after having a farmhouse." Xiao Hu continued to load the car.

"You've jumped into the river three times?" Fu Yijie followed him up the path, "I said how you were so proficient in jumping just now."

"Bullshit!" Fu Kun clicked his tongue and sighed again, "Let me tell you, the riverside is full of rocks, and it gets slippery when it rains. When I saw a fish was hooked, I thought, I have to catch him. Come up, you have to put on a horse stance so hard, before you finish, you will go down."

Fu Yijie laughed for a long time: "You weren't so stupid before, aren't the stakes stable when fighting?"

Fu Kun followed him for a while, but didn't speak.

Fu Yijie smiled and lost his voice. Fu Kun flicked his face with his fingers: "Why don't you smile? How rare is this opportunity to laugh at your stalwart brother in this lifetime."

"Aren't you absent-minded?" Fu Yijie looked at Fu Kun's thin face, and his heart suddenly became a little tense. How did Fu Kun live this year?

Fu Kun smiled: "Probably, sometimes my mind is distracted."

There is a farmhouse in the original state on the mountain. It used to be an orchard. Later, a piece of the orchard was built to build a few gazebos, and a few small wooden houses with air leakage on all sides. Eat while looking at the scenery, the main spring water chicken and spring fish.

Fu Kun asked for a private room and ordered a pot of chicken and a pot of fish. Feeling that these were not enough for Fu Yijie, he ordered another fried rice cake and some stir-fried vegetables.

"There are still rice cakes at this time?" Fu Yijie was a little curious.

"It's available all year round, but it's not as good as the rice cakes brought by grandma's house for the New Year." Fu Kun pulled up a chair and sat down. "I haven't eaten rice cakes made by grandma for a long time."

"This year's one is made by my sister-in-law, and it's also delicious." Fu Yijie said.

After saying this, both of them fell silent suddenly.

After a long time, Fu Yijie got down on the table and said softly: "I've been thinking about you like crazy for a year, and I feel like I'm going crazy tomorrow, I'm going to die tomorrow... ..."

"Stupid," Fu Kun smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, "Isn't this still good, but you're thinner, mom must be very distressed seeing you like this."

"I haven't lost much weight. In fact, I have always been able to eat. It just tastes bad in my mouth. I used to enjoy eating." Fu Yijie bit Fu Kun's finger and said vaguely, "Eat now." I didn’t feel full and didn’t feel full, so I just kept eating and eating.”

"What about today?" Fu Kun asked him.

"It must be very enjoyable." Fu Yijie smiled.

Today is not the weekend, and there are few people who come to eat at the farmhouse. Including the two of them, there are only three tables in total. The dishes are served quickly, and there is a large table with pots and plates.

Fu Kun originally wanted wine, but he had to drive to deliver the food after dinner, so he ordered a pot of tea.

After the waiter who served food went out, Fu Yijie took the cup and poured two cups of tea, picked it up and looked at Fu Kun: "Brother."

"Huh?" Fu Kun picked up the tea cup and touched him.

"I will be with you for the rest of my life, and I will never be separated again," Fu Yijie said softly, "I have wanted to say this for many years, but I never had the chance."

With warm air blowing in from the window, Fu Kun felt that the pores on his body stretched comfortably: "Me too."

"Don't be old, you are the same, and you are the same," Fu Yijie looked at him, "I want to hear from you."

"What did you say?" Fu Kun smiled, "I like you."

Fu Yijie's hands trembled, and the tea in the cup spilled onto his hands: "I like more than you."

Fu Kun looked into his eyes and didn't make a sound.

"Fu Kun, I love you." Fu Yijie said seriously.

Fu Kun's eyes blurred suddenly, and he leaned over and kissed Fu Yijie quickly on the face: "Fu Yijie, when did you become so nasty?"

"When I grow up, I want to be so nasty." Fu Yijie smiled, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Fu Kun stared at the tea in the cup in silence for a while, and when he looked up, he met Fu Yijie's focused gaze.

"I also... love you." After finishing speaking, Fu Kun raised his neck and poured all the tea in the cup into his mouth.

"Brother!" Fu Yijie looked at it, and reached out his hand anxiously to grab the cup.

As soon as he raised his hand, Fu Kun jumped up, turned his head and sprayed all the tea on the ground behind him: "Fuck! Grandpa is scalded to death!"

"Hey," Fu Yijie quickly picked up a piece of cucumber and stuffed it into his mouth, "Holding it."

"Too devoted," Fu Kun frowned, holding a cucumber in his mouth, "It's bad to say that it's nasty, and you'll be whipped for hypocrisy."

"It's all a mess," Fu Yijie smiled and put his arms around his waist: "It's not bad, I will never forget this numbness in my life."

"Sit down," Fu Kun chewed a cucumber and pushed him, "This is not in the river."

Fu Yijie sat back on the chair and didn't eat anything. Seeing him giggling all the time, Fu Kun felt a little helpless: "Is your mind alright?"

"Okay." Fu Yijie smiled and picked up a piece of fish, bowed his head and started to eat.

Fu Kun didn't eat much. He hasn't watched Fu Yijie eat for a long time. He likes to watch Fu Yijie eat. Every time he sees him eating with his head down, Fu Kun will think of the first time he came home, After eating dumplings, the tip of the nose is covered with little beads of sweat.

It has been like this until now, Fu Kun reached out and touched the tip of his nose.

"Fu Kun." Fu Yijie put down his chopsticks and called out to him.

Fu Kun looked at him, every time Fu Yijie didn't call his brother Fu Kun, he must have something to do, so he also put down his chopsticks: "What are you doing?"

"Come here," Fu Yijie leaned back in the chair, patted his legs, "sit here."

Fu Kun choked for a moment: "You are sick."

"I'm insane, I get sick when I feel comfortable eating," Fu Yijie laughed at him, and continued to pat his legs, "Stop talking nonsense, cooperate!"

"For a while," Fu Kun looked out the window, "It's a good show if someone passes by."

"Fu Kun!" Fu Yijie roared, very loudly.

"Hey!" Fu Kun jumped up, and roared twice. The noise made one think it was a fight, "Here we come!"

He went over to Fu Yijie's lap and sat down facing each other: "Do you think this sitting posture is standard? Does it meet your requirements?"

"Well," Fu Yijie nodded with a smile, hugged him and pressed his face against his chest, "I'll squint for a while, you can eat."

Fu Kun turned back and took a few pieces of chicken from the table with chopsticks and put them into the bowl, then brought the bowl over, held it up for a while and placed it on top of Fu Yijie's head, and said while eating, "A piece."

"Ok?"

"Can you hear my majestic voice when I eat?"

"Yes, it's very murderous and fierce." Fu Yijie's hand slid down from his waist and touched his leg.

"Don't touch blindly." Fu Kun shook his leg.

Fu Yijie touched it twice again: "Brother, do you still remember what you promised me?"

"I promised you so many things, which one?" Fu Kun stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth.

"As long as I am taller than you, you just promise me one request."

Fu Kun thought for a while, put the bowl back on the table, hooked Fu Yijie's chin with his fingers and raised his face: "Speak."

"I think..." Fu Yijie approached him and whispered in his ear.

Fu Kun was stunned for a moment, first he felt a burst of hotness all over his body, and everything he ate seemed to turn into small charcoal heads with fire, then even his face turned red, and he choked out a sentence: "Why?"