In the end, He Xinchun couldn't call out anymore. When he did it with Tang Ge for the first time, he finally understood what that look meant.

【So fast? 】

Compared with his brother Tang, he is fucking premature ejaculation!

Premature ejaculation! !

That part of his body swelled a lot, He Xinchun crawled forward with wide-eyed eyes, but was pinched and pressed back, and the sensitive points on the front and back of his body were pressed down.

The man gasped and pushed him down on the bed.

It took He Xinchun a while to regain his senses, and he was pulled up by Brother Tang to wash in the bathroom.

Yang Tang pressed his chin and kissed him, saying: "Does it hurt?"

"...No."

Yang Tang hugged him tightly with a smile, and slowly guided his fingertips into his back.

He Xinchun propped himself up against the wall, but before he recovered, the man suddenly grabbed his waist and rushed in.

The whimpering was swallowed by He Xinchun, how long did Brother Tang hold it back.

"Hey……"

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Sleeping."

"Sleep? It's already twelve o'clock and you're still sleeping? You must be haunted by evil spirits."

"He Xinliang, are you looking for a beating?"

"Oh, I'm just kidding. I'll call you and wish you success in your exam."

He Xinchun hung up the phone, turned over without touching the warm body, and opened his eyes in a daze.It seems that I slept with Brother Tang in my own room last night. He couldn't stay in that bed anymore. What kind of lubricant X liquid was on it...

Brother Tang was so fucking sexy yesterday.

The gasp, the warmth of the skin.

Hold on to your head.

I got up with my waist supported, and there was no one else in the room.

The man didn't know where he went early in the morning, the jasmine outside the balcony was in full bloom, and the white sheets were drying.

After He Xinchun washed up, he made his own breakfast.

For the first time in three years, I skipped class.

feel good.

The door opened, Yang Tang walked in with food in hand, glanced at him and said, "I'll bring you some food, I'm late?"

He Xinchun tapped his noodle bowl and said, "I'm not full, so I can have two more buns."

Yang Tang smiled, and went into the kitchen to steam the quick-frozen buns he bought.

"Are you not going to work today?"

"No more, the marketing department is researching and developing, I just play."

He Xinchun leaned over to sit next to Tang Ge, and said, "Many people in our class are discussing it. Your game is very popular."

"Yes, now I'm waiting to find an artist, put some skins on the Internet, gather some popularity, and then model again."

He Xinchun, who was too complicated, couldn't understand, and said, "You take me to play."

"Wait for the public beta to take you to play."

"Can I get married?"

"Only men and women can get married. If you want to get married, we will fly abroad tomorrow."

"You are great."

He Xinchun scolded him with a smile, leaned into his arms and said, "Brother...my back hurts."

Putting his hands on his waist and kneading them gently, Yang Tang bent down and said something to him distractedly.

He Xinchun jumped up immediately, blushing and said: "You stud!! Go, go, get the buns!"

Li Qing came over to the school for a stroll, and after chatting with the teacher and the others, he made an appointment for dinner with He Xinchun.

Neither of them worked yet, nor did they go to particularly high-end places.It was an appointment at a small restaurant outside the school, and He Xinchun reckoned that he ordered four or five dishes, waiting for Li Qing to come over.

"New Year, wait for a long time."

Li Qing took off the scarf around his neck, went to sit next to him, looked at the shop and said, "This place is really nice, what's written on it?"

He Xinchun glanced at it and said, "It's all about success in the exam and eternal love. Do seniors want to write?"

Said and handed him a post-it note.

Originally thought that Li Qing would think this was childish, but he took it neatly and wrote a sentence next to it.

【Working smoothly. 】

He doesn't have a job, why write a job that goes well.

He Xinchun thought, maybe Li Qing wrote it for someone else.During the conversation between the two, the boss quickly served the dishes.After eating and drinking, He Xinchun glanced at a small red mark on Li Qing's neck, which looked like a hickey.

The two made up again.

He Xinchun patted his face and took a sip of herbal tea.

Li Qing hurried back to Linshi to write a thesis, said hello to He Xinchun and left.

He Xinchun sat at the dinner table and sent his Brother Tang a WeChat message.

[Your Brain Axe: Have you finished eating with the senior? 】

[He Xinchun: Just finished, are you in the company? 】

[Your Brain Axe: Yes. 】

[He Xinchun: Can I come to you? 】

【Your Brain Axe: Positioning.】

He Xinchun squinted and smiled, and checked the bus route.

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