streaky horse

G University is a military academy, and there is almost no chance of going out of school in a year. If one couple is on campus and the other is off campus, it can be regarded as a foreign relationship. Therefore, even in the same city, Fu Qingcha met Fu Qingyan. Opportunities are few and far between.

This time Fu Qingyan went directly to City B, and after not seeing him for half a year, Fu Qing found that he seemed to have lost weight again, and the red rope was tied to his lonely wrist, which made the wrist even more fragile.

Fu Qingyan's apartment is a two-bedroom apartment, but he converted the second bedroom into a study, so he had to buy bunk beds in the master bedroom for Fu Qingcha to sleep on.

When Fu Qingyan came out of the shower, she saw Fu Qingcha, whose hair was still wet, standing on the edge of the lower bunk like a little tail, with no intention of stepping on the ladder to go up.

Fu Qingyan: "?"

He pointed to his head: "dry your hair, go back there."

Fu Qingcha pursed her lips: "I want to sleep with my brother."

Fu Qingyan had already laid down on the ground, without any hesitation: "Go up, don't make me say it a third time."

Even if Fu Qingyan could sense that Fu Qingcha had been particularly clingy to him since she was a child, she only felt that he had some brother-controlling complex.

Absolutely can't imagine what kind of dirty thoughts his biological brother has towards him.

She never imagined that when she was sleeping soundly, how Fu Qingcha moved to the edge of the upper bunk bed, and stared at him for a whole night without blinking.

-

Fu Qingcha turned his back to the ceiling, but he didn't feel sleepy.

The undergraduate dormitory of G University is a two-person room, with two beds placed side by side, and it is really easy to climb from one's own bed to that of a roommate.

The red string on Gu Nanxiao's wrist, which is the same as Fu Qingyan's, is too dazzling. Fu Qingcha can't help thinking wildly, what kind of occasion would two men wear such a pair of red strings, if... If they live together every day one room...

The cold spring falls at night, the pine tops turn to the moon, and I can't sleep in the end.

-

end of August.

The No. [-] Middle School where Fu Qingcha attended arranged a two-week military training for the sophomore and junior high school students. It just so happened that General G Fu Qingyan and Gu Nanxiao were sent as instructors, so the two brothers had to catch an early flight to Yanzhuang early in the morning.

Yanzhuang is located in a mountainous corner on the edge of City B, where the military training base arranged by No. [-] Middle School for students is also there.

When Fu Qingyan woke up and saw that there was no one on the upper bunk, she got up and went to the bathroom, and saw Fu Qingcha standing on the balcony, hanging a pair of pure black boxer briefs on the clothes rail.

As a man, Fu Qingyan naturally knew the situation, so he went to wash up without paying attention.

As soon as the toothbrush was stuffed into her mouth, Fu Qingcha came in, and the two of them stood side by side in front of the sink to brush their teeth. As they brushed, Fu Qingyan noticed that Fu Qingcha's eyes seemed to be always glancing at her crotch.

He glanced down.

... It's just a morning tree. It's not like Fu Qingcha hasn't seen it before, but now it's strange.

After rinsing his mouth clean, he splashed a few handfuls of cold water on his face before turning around and going out.

I didn't hear the boy turn on the faucet to the maximum, murmuring dreamily in the sound of the torrent——

"I'll give... my brother a lick."

-

Even though they have made sufficient psychological preparations, the conditions in Yanzhuang are far beyond the imagination of the boys and girls in Ninth Middle School.

——A large dormitory with no electricity for 12 people, a sandy playground without plastic, and the only convenience store in the entire base with extremely high prices.

The dormitories for the instructors are better, four-person room, but there are 62 instructors in total, so Gu Nanxiao and Fu Qingyan lived in the extra room as a matter of course.

Gu Nanxiao looked at the dormitory schedule, and couldn't hide the satisfaction in the corners of his brows and eyes.

When he came, his thoughts were mixed all the way, and in the end there was only one thought in his mind - if someone else slept with Fu Qingyan, Gu Nanxiao was afraid that he would not be able to help but blow up the base.

-

The stars are uneven, on the [-]th of the month, there are five lights.

Gu Nanxiao climbed onto Fu Qingyan's bed familiarly, leaning against him from behind, rubbing the tip of his nose against the delicate nape of his neck, and mumbled, "Ayan, I saw that kid Wei Zhengyi in the corridor."

"..."

It took Fu Qingyan half a minute to recall the name, it was her previous boyfriend.

At that time, they got along fairly well, but Fu Qingyan had dated quite a few people, but he never had the so-called feeling of being in love. Afterwards, on Gu Nanxiao's birthday night, when the man leaned over, Fu Qingyan did not refuse. So they talked about breaking up with Wei Zhengyi.

Seeing that Fu Qingyan ignored him, Gu Nanxiao didn't get annoyed. His lips moved behind Fu Qingyan's ears and around his neck like a demon, and his nose was filled with the fragrance of Fu Qingyan's body.

Gu Nanxiao always felt that Fu Qingyan must have drank too much milk when he was a child, and there was always a milky scent on his body, but it was not too sweet and greasy, on the contrary, it was very light, which could only be smelled at such a distance from the skin to skin.

In a trance, people have some illusions, thinking that such a faint smell is an intimate gift only given to one person.

Gu Nanxiao couldn't help but move his body closer to Fu Qingyan, the evil fire in his heart burned his breath: "Ayan, Ayan..."

Fu Qingyan could imagine Gu Nanxiao's shameless animal appearance without looking back. He stared at the mottled wall inside the bed and said coolly: "Gu Nanxiao, are you sick?"

Gu Nanxiao had long been used to his indifferent attitude, licked the back of his neck, and said without any self-esteem: "Then Dr. Fu will treat me?"

Before turning around, Fu Qingyan gave a warning: "Take your mouth away, I'll see you tomorrow, don't lick it."

Gu Nanxiao stepped back resentfully, and then honestly took off all the clothes on his body.

Fu Qingyan turned back to face him with difficulty on the narrow single bed, and her fingertips slid along the firm and distinct abdominal muscles to Gu Nanxiao's particularly eye-catching chest.

The two fruits stood up impatiently when they came into contact with the air. Fu Qingyan poked one of them with his fingertips, and Gu Nanxiao's breathing immediately became heavier.

Fu Qingyan carelessly pressed the point of Gu Nanxiao's left chest with the pulp of her right thumb, and from time to time, she used her index finger and middle finger to hold the dogwood and pulled it back and forth, stretching it a little, and letting it bounce back.

There is still a thin callus left by holding the pen on the inside of his middle finger. It is almost a kind of gentle and long torture when he rubs the soft vermilion fruit that has not seen the light. ..."

Fu Qingyan clamped the other side with his left hand. The left hand was not used often, and the tiger's mouth was thin and delicate. Gu Nanxiao couldn't wake up at all, so he pushed his chest to Fu Qingyan's hand.

When Fu Qingyan raised his toes, he stepped on his crotch lightly and sometimes heavily, and when his feet were rough, his hands must also be hard. Gu Nanxiao was panting heavily from the play, so she heard Fu Qingyan laugh: "Gu Nanxiao, why are you so angry? You want me to touch your breasts so much?"

"Because, because..."

Gu Nanxiao's eyes were dazed, he was already deeply in love, and he couldn't figure out why.

Fu Qingyan couldn't help sneering at his cheap look, and then stopped moving without warning.

Gu Nanxiao's eyes fell in time and space, and he looked at Fu Qingyan in a daze: "Ah Yan, don't stop..."

Fu Qingyan looked at him with a half-smile, drawing circles around his areola with her fingertips: "Then tell me, why?"

"Because I can, can get breasts... I'm a bitch who can get breasts..."

His voice was extremely low, and Fu Qingyan didn't force him, and blew lightly on the ravaged red bead, with a half-smile: "The man's breasts are rising, Gu Nanxiao, are you dirty?"

……

Fu Qingyan's patience was limited, and when his wrist became sore, he didn't bother to care about Gu Nanxiao. He didn't allow Gu Nanxiao to lick his neck, so Gu Nanxiao moved over to lick his narrow waist. Powerful, he stretched his neck and panted softly.

The stiff evil root crashed into the hot and humid flower hole, and the puddle of water in it overflowed. The sound insulation effect of this dormitory, which has been built for many years, is extremely poor. Fu Qingyan didn't like to shout between the beds. He even gritted his teeth to resist the tingling sensation in his limbs.

There is only a shallow layer of skin around his eyes, and the light red when he is emotional is very conspicuous. Gu Nanxiao leaned over to kiss, but he turned his head slightly to avoid it: "I just licked someone, it's not clean... um..."

Gu Nanxiao laughed, didn't he lick himself?

But Fu Qingyan refused, so Gu Nanxiao had to tilt his head to cover his small earball, trying to please this little piece of soft flesh with his lips and tongue, Fu Qingyan was trembling, clutching the bed sheet tightly and making a few hazy and restrained nasal sounds.

Gu Nanxiao loves his unsullied awe-inspiring appearance very much, and when he moves, he becomes more and more unscrupulous, making the tears in Fu Qingyan's eyes drip down, and the silent, not completely silent soft humming is in the silent Echoing in the deep mountains at night.

The man's back is as broad as a mountain, and his powerfully pumping waist is wrapped around a pair of white and slender legs. The frosty white of the cold moon contrasts so sharply with the dark wheat-colored waist and abdomen.

Below is the ankle so thin that one hand can wrap it tightly and the instep with a smooth arc. The mattress under the raised buttocks is already soaked.

Fu Qingyan's thin lips were as red as if she had licked rouge, her waist trembled slightly when she was penetrated extremely deeply and heavily, tears seeped into the pillow, and the whole bed was full of traces of intense joy.

The last time he climbed to the extreme, Fu Qingyan opened his lips and bit Gu Nanxiao's Adam's apple, but his teeth still let out uncontrollable cries and soft moans, appearing fragile and clean.

The few remaining drops of milky white liquid hit Fu Qingyan's lower abdomen and bulging animal stuff, which made the man's legs tremble, and once again penetrated fiercely through Fu Qingyan, which almost infinitely magnified and lengthened Fu Qingyan. The euphoria at the peak finally forced him to sob and sob in a daze.

Gu Nanxiao let out a beast-like roar from his throat, and released it all against Fu Qingyan's tailbone.

-

At dawn the next day, when the female students of the Second Battalion and the Third Company came out to gather, they saw the instructor standing against the light on the main road of the base, and gasped for a while.

Fu Qingyan handed Lianqi to the girls at the front, and after finishing the team, they took them to the playground.

When I arrived at the intersection, I ran into Gu Nanxiao leading a group of boys over, with a ring of teeth marks shining brightly on his Adam's apple, smiling with a spring breeze on his face.

Fu Qing in the team's face sank like water.

Fu Qingyan's eyelids twitched when he saw the circle of teeth marks.

The road ahead couldn't accommodate the two phalanxes walking side by side, so Gu Nanxiao put his feet together, saluted with a "slap", and said with a straight voice: "Instructor Fu, please!"

Fu Qingyan: "..."

The girls in the line behind began to whisper.

"Isn't that the last row just now our Xiaocao Fu?"

"Yeah, he's pretty handsome."

"It's really handsome, but I think it's far worse than our Instructor Fu."

"agree."

"The instructor and the school grass are both surnamed Fu, so is there any relationship?"

"Could it be brothers? ... They don't look alike either."

"Who said brothers must look alike?"

"The instructor with a hippie smile just now is so tall."

"..."

Fu Qingyan really couldn't ignore the whispers in the line behind, so she turned her head with a serious face.

The students fell silent immediately.

The girl at the end of the line suppressed her excitement and the little sister beside her shouted softly: "Ah, a cold beauty is so beautiful when she is angry!"