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After being quiet for a few seconds, with entangled eyes, He Zhao saw Yi Shi's gaze slightly lowered and landed on his lips...

If the gaze had any substance, it made his breath hot.

This is how it feels to be stared at lips.

Unable to wait for Yi Shi's kiss to fall, He Zhao raised his head and was about to touch it, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

He Zhao: "..."

He took off his shoes angrily, threw his schoolbag heavily on the sofa, Yi Shi put the slippers by his feet, and went to open the door.

"Brother Yi, is He Zhao there?" It was Zhang Jiangyang.

"Why?" He Zhao didn't turn his head back, with a bad attitude.

"What's the matter? I'm so angry. Just now I was picking out the keys at the door of the house, and I heard a 'bump' from upstairs. Are you two fighting?" Zhang Jiangyang asked.

"Hit your head." He Zhao said.

"Come in, turn on the heater." Yi Shi said.

Zhang Jiangyang came in to change his shoes, looked at the heating machine, and closed the door: "Heating? It's so advanced?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to He Zhao, and silently asked Yi Shi "what's wrong with my brother" with his lips.

Yi Shi glanced at He Zhao, who was visibly pissed off, and said softly, "I'm not satisfied with my desires."

What the fuck? ? !

He Zhao looked back at him in shock, is this man crazy?He smashed the pillow on the sofa over.

Yi Shi caught it expressionlessly, and looked at him calmly, with a smile in his eyes.

Zhang Jiangyang laughed: "Are you guys arguing like this every day?"

He Zhao raised his middle finger at the exchange: "Why would I quarrel with him, I love him before it's too late."

"It's so disillusioning for the girls in school to see you two." Zhang Jiangyang sat down on the sofa.

"How about us?" He Zhao asked.

"Childish." Zhang Jiangyang said.

Boys of this age are close to adults in stature, but they still have a childish personality. They love to play and fight together, making jokes that are not serious or serious, and they have no scruples when they start their hands.The teammates of the school basketball team have no limit to what they say and are not serious every day. Zhang Jiangyang has long been used to it, and he didn't realize that something was wrong, let alone the flirting between them.

He Zhao raised his eyebrows at Yi Shi: "Did you hear that? Childish."

Yi Shi ignored him.

"Brother, did my grandma come to look for you?" Zhang Jiangyang scratched his head and said the purpose of this trip, "She was told by her father that she won't come to you to vent her anger, right? She just hasn't read it. An old lady who has no knowledge of books. She lived in a small place all her life. She was poor, lived a hard life, and suffered a lot. If she said something ugly, don’t take it to heart. She only represents herself, and I and Dad has always cherished you and Mom very much."

"She didn't say anything, just let me go down for breakfast." He Zhao said.

"Breakfast?" Zhang Jiangyang said, "She will spare you, she won't let you waste money, now she cooks a plain porridge every day, and gives me a boiled egg to supplement my nutrition. I am hungry after the first class. And she only cooks good meat and vegetables for our mother, and my father and I have clear soup and little water every day, and if this continues, my abdominal muscles will be hungry."

He Zhao, who doesn't have to suffer like this, sighed: "When will the food be added, let me go home to eat again."

Zhang Jiangyang: "It's hard, can I come to your place every day for some food?"

"Of course not," He Zhao said, "Don't disturb the world of the two of us, I'm going to study, get out of here."

So Zhang Jiangyang was driven back downstairs.

Life has to be lived, love has to be talked about, and study cannot be slack.

After He Zhao took a shower, he pulled out the papers and started to do the questions. These papers were compiled by Yi Shi according to his knowledge points, and the types of questions covered were very comprehensive. In short, they were extracurricular homework specially assigned by Yi Shi.

Commonly known as, open a small stove.

Yi Shi will assign homework to He Zhao according to his condition. There are different subjects, and the amount of questions is sometimes more and sometimes less.He was also very strict, and asked He Zhao to do each question according to the time, so as to form a good habit of time concept.He Zhao has a good temper, not impatient, and is a bit procrastinated in doing things. This is also reflected in writing questions, and he often cannot finish the papers in the exam.

Not only did He Zhao procrastinate, but he couldn't concentrate for too long. He stared at Yi Shi for a while after writing. Sometimes Yi Shi would indifferently tell him not to be dazed, and sometimes he would turn his head and kiss him to encourage him.Anyway, He Zhao doesn't care, it's time to watch.

After waiting for Yishi to complete all his study tasks, he warmed a cup of milk for He Zhao, dried the clothes after washing, and read the classics for a while, and He Zhao finally completed the extracurricular homework assigned by Yishi today.

He Zhao leaned against the table tiredly, folded his hands on his chest, and corrected the papers when he was waiting.Yi Shi pulled back a little chair, sat on the chair, He Zhao's eyes moved, and he sat directly on Yi Shi's lap, wrapped around Yi Shi's neck, with his chin resting on his shoulder blade.Yi Shi paused, adjusted his sitting posture, put his arms around He Zhao, and let him lean into his arms.

He Zhao likes this face-to-face hugging posture very much, as if the hearts are stuck together.

"Tonight's question is so difficult." He whispered.

Yi Shi flipped through the papers he had written, corrected them with pens of different colors, and touched his head with his other hand, his movements were gentle, but his words were cold and heartless: "Three mistakes were made."

"Ah..." He Zhao buried his face in his neck, "I hate physics."

But he hesitated for a while, and quickly raised his head from Yi Shi's arms, listening carefully to Yi Shi's explanation.

Half an hour had passed since the three questions were finished, He Zhao supported Yi Shi's shoulders, and planned to get up from his lap: "Are your legs numb?"

Although He Zhao was thin, he couldn't be much lighter for his height.

"It's not heavy." Yi Shi pushed him back again.

He Zhao put his hands on the back of his neck, looked at him and smiled, "Physics class is over, you said you would teach my class last night, Mr. Yi Shi."

The tone is raised and elongated, and it is self-evident what to teach.

"You can't remember even if I teach you." Yi Shi also looked at him.

"I'm just not smart enough to study, but I'm smart in other aspects." He Zhao moved closer.

"Really?" Yi Shi put his hands on He Zhao's waist, through the thin pajamas, He Zhao felt his palms were very hot.

He Zhao smiled and moved a little closer, but just a little distance away, he refused to kiss, Yi Shi lowered his head, and gently covered his lips.

As long as He Zhao is willing to take a step forward, Yi Shi will lean towards him.

The breath is intertwined, the air becomes sticky and humid, blending with the breathing of two people, delicate and lingering, the heartbeats are intertwined, vibrating each other's pulse.

The young body was full of vigor and vitality, and could not stand being teased at all, as if a fire had been ignited, which made He Zhao dizzy and trembled down his spine.

He Zhao pushed Yi Shi away and ended the kiss, which was longer than the previous few times. His breathing was messy, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were shy and enthusiastic.

They were too close, so naturally they couldn't hide their reactions from each other.

Yi Shi didn't say anything, just raised his eyebrows lightly.

He Zhao blushed even more, and rested his forehead on Yi Shi's shoulder, avoiding his sight.But when he lowered his head, the smell on Yi Shi's body became clearer, his breath was full of Yi Shi's smell, and his sinful impulse grew more savagely.

He quickly got up from Yi Shi, panting lightly and quickly, and after a glance, he found that Yi Shi was not much better than him.

Both of them were breathing heavily, and it seemed that only the sound of their breathing was left in the quiet room. The eyes of the two were entangled again, as if there was a crackling electric current, and He Zhao managed to run away from home with his weak reason.

Standing beside Yi Shi, he bowed his head and kissed her instinctively, with uncontrollable impulsiveness and recklessness.

Who made Yi Shi very patient, but He Zhao couldn't bear it.

Yi Shi supported his waist, and asked in a low voice between kisses: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and the breath of uttering words lingered in He Zhao's ears, and He Zhao's legs, who couldn't hold it back, went limp.

He nodded, as if it was not enough to express, he responded again: "Uncomfortable."

Yi Shi picked him up and put him on the bed.

He Zhao's facial features are exquisite and handsome, only in some special occasions will they be particularly soft and beautiful, and now is the almost perfect moment.He didn't speak, but actively hooked Yi Shi's neck with his hands, his amber eyes were a little blurred, and there was a little moisture at the end of them.

With warm fingers, he probed into the thin pajamas, and kissed delicately on his forehead, eyes, neck, fingertips, body... He Zhao's mind went blank, he only felt that he was floating in a hot ocean, the huge His heartbeat wrapped him up, and intense, almost uncontrollable joy flowed through his veins.

Waves of dizziness hit him one after another, and he could only hug Yi Shi tightly.Yishi is his ship, leading him to the shore that has never been seen before.

He Zhao rested his arms on his eyes, and through a slight gap, his eyes stopped on the ceiling out of focus.He heard the slight sound of Yi Shi taking out several tissues in succession, wiping his hands little by little, and the scorching heat on his face couldn't dissipate.

Yi Shi glanced at him, turned off the light thoughtfully, and returned to the bed.Unexpectedly, He Zhao immediately turned over and pressed him, his body was a little weak, and he lay softly on his body, his voice was also a little soft, with a little ending sound similar to crying: "I will help you too."

Yi Shi's Adam's apple twitched, but he said, "No, I'm not doing a deal."

He Zhao's face gently rubbed against his neck and chin, acting obediently like a satisfied cat, but his hands were disobediently lowered, and he said in a low voice, "It's much more comfortable than making it yourself, you can try it too." Give it a try."

The curtains were open, and the clear light shone into the room faintly. Yi Shi held He Zhao's wrist, but did not resist, stroking his wrist bone delicately.Let He Zhao listen to his breathing, observe his subtle expressions in the half-darkness, and fawn on him awkwardly, only clenched He Zhao's wrist suddenly at the last moment.

In the uncertain darkness, He Zhao groped and kissed from Yi Shi's chin to the corner of his mouth. Yi Shi pinched the back of his neck and kissed him deeply.

This kiss was a bit heavy, but He Zhao liked it very much, and he liked all of Yi Shi's kisses.

Soon, Yi Shi brought a wet tissue to wipe He Zhao's hands, wiping each finger very delicately and gently.

He Zhao's memory only stayed here, and it was already the next day when he was woken up by the alarm clock.

The alarm clock was beeping non-stop, he lay in Yi Shi's arms and opened his eyes in a daze, but Yi Shi seemed to have woken up a long time ago, stroking his head once and for all: "Get up."

"Why don't you turn off the alarm clock?" He Zhao's voice was hoarse, with heavy sleepiness.

"See when you wake up." Yi Shi said.

"Are you peeking at me? You know it." He Zhao said.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he could clearly feel that Yi Shi's gaze had been on him.

Yi Shi let go of him, got up, and pushed back the corner of the quilt: "I didn't peek."

He Zhao nestled under the quilt, watched Yi Shi put the paper towels and wet tissues all over the floor into the trash can with his eyes open, and his face started to get hot again.

Yi Shi noticed it, and flicked it on his forehead: "Your skin also adjusts its thickness according to your mood?"

"Ah! You just finished touching..." He Zhao flinched in disgust.

"What did you touch?" Yi Shi unscrewed the door, "Are you disgusted now?"

He Zhao stretched out his hand from under the quilt, hooked his fingers, and just as Yi Shi was about to leave the room, he walked in again.He Zhao hid half of his face in the quilt, and looked at him with a pair of eyes: "I don't dislike it, I like it very much."

Yi Shi: "..."

He Zhao held up his hand again to show Yi Shi, there was a little inconspicuous bruise on the white wrist skin: "You grabbed it."

As if showing off some medals, his tone was inexplicably smug.

Yi Shi touched his hand and dropped a kiss on the wrist.

He Zhao: "..."

Even though he had done all the more intimate things, his heart trembled because of this soft kiss.

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