not as sweet as you

More... want more profligacy?

Luo Xing was dumbfounded, this is already very, very unbearable, what would it be like to be more slutty?

Huo Xingzhou hugged him, kissed his eyes and asked, "Do you know what two people want to do together? It's the kind of marriage together."

Being pressed down by him, Luo Xing nodded nervously, blushing and moving his lips: "I know, I know a little...but I don't know if it's right."

Because of Zhao Jiulan's strict education, he has never read restricted works, whether it is videos or books, and he has never accepted them all. The only knowledge he has is junior high school biology.

He has always been abstinent from the psychological point of view, and he is not as selfish as an adolescent boy... In that past, every time he felt teased by Huo Xingzhou, he quietly waited for himself to calm down.

He vaguely knows what a husband and wife will do, but if two men, he thought about it, it should be each other... that.

Huo Xingzhou saw him frowning in confusion, and laughed: "Tell me, I'll judge for you if it's right."

Luo Xing was shy in the first place, what he did just now was already at his limit, how could he have the nerve to say that, and buried his head in his chest: "I don't know."

"Let's talk about it." Huo Xingzhou turned over, fixed him on his body, looked straight into his eyes, and coaxed him: "If it's right, I'll finish my winter vacation homework with you tomorrow." , and write three more papers, okay?"

Luo Xing wanted to refuse at first, but he immediately said: "Otherwise I don't want to write, and I will be bald with so many papers." Suddenly he felt embarrassed, gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

Still can't tell.

Huo Xingzhou watched him struggling and felt it was more fun, touched his waist and sighed: "There is no motivation or reward, who wants to learn this, look at me as a scumbag, let me go to university in one semester, I almost threw up because of you."

Luo Xing bit his lower lip, closed his eyes with an expression of death, and said, "Just...do you help the other person...touch, or..."

"What is it?"

"I really don't know." Luo Xing was almost driven crazy by him, his eye circles and face were so red that he was about to burn, as if he would cry if he asked a few more questions, Huo Xingzhou hugged him into his arms and kissed There was a smile on his forehead.

"Mr. Luo, it's my turn to teach you this time." Huo Xingzhou's fingertips gradually moved down to the tailbone, and gently rubbed twice through the cloth.

"Don't..." Luo Xing struggled to avoid his fingers, but he moved further and further in, and his breath lingered in his ears.

He lowered his head, saw Huo Xingzhou and said, "The hand is the correct answer, and the mouth is also fine, but it's better to use it here, other places are fine. Let me go in and tell you how much I like you."

No matter how dull Luo Xing was, he understood, pushed him angrily, turned over and sat up.

He raised his hand to cover his face, it was burning hot, and when he lowered his eyes, he withdrew his hand as if it was burning. After some touches by him, he always felt that looking at any part of his body was extremely erotic.

Luo Xing blinked, remembering how comfortable he felt when he pressed him down, and wanted him to push harder, even if it hurt a little.

And I was looking forward to it, he made himself like he said...

"I, I went downstairs."

"Don't go, I'll tell you something, you should make a mental preparation first."

Luo Xing had never seen such a serious expression on Huo Xingzhou's face, and he became nervous for a while: "What's the matter... Tell me."

After waiting for a while, Huo Xingzhou still didn't speak.

Luo Xing quietly bit the tip of his tongue, the pain made him wake up a little bit, and he couldn't help guessing anxiously.

Huo Xingzhou watched his expression change, wondering what he was thinking to scare himself again, and hurriedly said: "Actually, it's about eating on New Year's Eve. Our family is quite big, and we pulled out a chicken coop and even an egg, so every New Year's Eve we have to Go back to my hometown and get together, no one can hide."

"What... mean?" Luo Xing didn't understand, but he couldn't help but feel flustered, his heart sank suddenly, and he said with a pale face, "That means... I, first go home first?"

"That's not what it means." Huo Xingzhou pinched his feet, feeling that his insteps and calves were unbelievably stiff, his face was full of unconcealable frustration, and he couldn't bear to soften his expression and said: "My grandparents don't want Staying in the big city, I went to my hometown in Jincheng to get a piece of land at the foot of the mountain, and the old couple spent a lot of time with wild cranes. But when it comes to Chinese New Year, we have to spend the New Year's Eve together at night."

Luo Xing understood now that he wanted to go back to his hometown with his parents and have dinner with the old man.

I can't accompany him on New Year's Eve.

Originally, he thought that this year he would not have to watch the clock turn past zero by himself alone, turn the old year back, and he would not have to watch the fireworks in other people's homes alone.

He originally thought that he could celebrate the New Year with Huo Xingzhou and have the feeling of someone wishing each other a happy New Year. He was so happy that he was going crazy, but he didn't expect to be alone.

It is quite troublesome to have a big family. He used to hear from his classmates that he had to accompany his parents to the homes of relatives and elders to pay New Year's greetings during the Chinese New Year.

He was very envious of this feeling, but he never expected to have it himself. He never thought that one day Huo Xingzhou would give him this hope, and he was so happy that he even forgot.

Huo Xingzhou also has elders.

He wanted to monopolize Huo Xingzhou, he wanted to compete with the whole world for his ownership, but he couldn't compete with his relatives.

"I know... I know, you don't have to worry about me when you get to your grandparents. It's okay, anyway, just have a meal, and I can cook it myself. I also thought it was against the rules to celebrate the New Year with you. Don't..." Luo Xingyu spoke incoherently, uttering words without any emphasis, and the speed of speech became faster and faster.

"What are you talking about?" Huo Xingzhou rubbed his head and hugged him again, "I told you this is not for you to go home to celebrate the New Year alone, but to discuss it with you. If I don't go, Will you cook for me?"

"what?"

"Ah what?" Huo Xingzhou sighed, frowned slightly and said, "There are so many people, and I don't like to get involved in the noise, so I plan to tell my mother not to go, we can live at home. "

Luo Xing hurriedly shook his head and said, "How can I do that! Chinese New Year is a day of reunion, why don't you go when they all go, your grandparents definitely want to see you...you can't see them a few times a year..."

He is not like himself, Zhao Jiulan doesn't want to see himself, and it doesn't matter if he is there or not.

His elders must miss him very much, how could he occupy such an important day.

"That's what you say, but on the day of the reunion on New Year's Eve, what's the matter if we separated, why don't you go back with me?"

Huo Xingzhou saw that his eye circles were red, and he was obviously reluctant to part with himself but still forced himself to support himself. He kissed him distressedly, "You choose one, and I will listen to you."

Luo Xing blinked, then raised his head again and said, "Go back, I don't care really, it's just a day or two, anyway, you'll be back soon. For me, Chinese New Year is actually the same as other things. Days are no different, I don't care about these things, really... it doesn't matter."

The more Huo Xingzhou heard him say this, the more distressed he felt, he tightened his mind and thought, has he lived like this for so many years?

"Stupid or not, it doesn't matter if there are more or less juniors like me during the Chinese New Year. My grandparents don't lack this grandson, but you only have one me."

Luo Xing pursed the corners of his lower lips, his eyes were so sore that he couldn't help but want to cry, but he was afraid of being seen by him, so he kept blinking his eyes hard to bear back, but when he heard his words, he couldn't help it anymore .

You only have one me.

Luo Xing lowered his head and thought in his heart, Huo Xingzhou is really... really gentle, he seems careless, but he is actually more careful than anyone else.

He was able to meet him and be liked by him. Even the hardship he suffered in the past ten years or so, he felt that it was because of meeting Huo Xingzhou's ordeal.

Luo Xing was very grateful to God for treating him so well.

Huo Xingzhou sighed and hugged him into his arms, and pinched his fingers to ask for his opinion: "We also have a house over there with grandpa, my parents like you so much, they want to take you there, let me ask you If you don't mind, come with me."

"Auntie and the others want to take me? But..." Luo Xing hesitated for a while, but still felt bad.

Huo Xingzhou hummed and said: "Even in front of the old man, I can't kiss you casually. Forget it, let's not go, just say that I am sick, or that I have a broken hand and leg and am recuperating at home. "

Luo Xing was afraid that he would say something bad during the Chinese New Year, so he stopped him in a hurry, and after struggling for a long time, he nodded: "I... will go with you."

"Really?!" Huo Xingzhou asked in surprise, holding his arm. There are many interesting things on the mountain over there, and Huo Xingzhou also intends to take him out to relax, so don't always stay at home and think about such stupid things.

"Um……"

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On the morning of New Year's Eve.

Luo Xing woke up early and pushed Huo Xingzhou, "Get up."

Huo Xingzhou rubbed his eyes, pulled him into his arms and buried him low on his chest, and said vaguely: "I'm sorry, what time is it?"

"It's 06:30, my aunt told us to get up early to post the Spring Festival couplets before going to bed yesterday." Luo Xing pushed him away, turned over and sat up by himself, and found his hand on his waist, patted him and said: " Get up quickly and don't stay in bed."

Huo Xingzhou reluctantly got up, went to the bathroom with him to wash up, and insisted on letting him wash his face.

Luo Xing wrung out the towel with a broken smile, and rubbed it on his face indiscriminately. He tore his hands off and laughed, "Okay, look at my sunflower acupuncture!"

Huo Xingzhou poked his waist with his fingertips, and Luo Xing was the most ticklish, struggling to back up, "Stop making trouble, you are so childish, let go of the tickle."

"How dare you call me childish?" Huo Xingzhou grabbed the towel and asked with a straight face.

Luo Xing was scratched by him for a long time, his chest hurt from laughing, and he begged for mercy: "Don't dare, don't dare."

Huo Xingzhou turned and walked out of the bathroom with a winning expression on his face. Luo Xing snickered behind him, hung up the towel, and followed him downstairs.

Huo Yeshan was splashing paper and ink on the dining table, writing couplets.

"Didn't you buy Spring Festival couplets yesterday? Why are you still writing them?" Huo Xingzhou picked up a peanut, threw one into his mouth, and put the other into Luo Xing's mouth, and took a closer look.

"Are there so many stickers?"

Huo Yeshan glanced at him, almost went to the uneducated side, passed him and asked with a smile: "Luo Xing, can you write?"

Luo Xing nodded, and Huo Xingzhou clicked his tongue: "Who can write, I can too."

"Get up." Huo Yeshan stretched out his hand and patted him: "That dog of yours can also see people, sticking it on the door is considered to ward off evil spirits? Go away with the ghost drawing talisman."

Huo Yeshan beckoned to Luoxing, and said with a smile: "Why are you still so cramped after staying for so many days, come and write a few words for me to see."

Luo walked over, took the brush from Huo Yeshan's hand, and said a little nervously: "Uncle, my writing is not good-looking."

"It's okay, I'll take a look." Huo Yeshan moved aside, and with a smile in his eyes, he signaled him to write boldly. When he was writing, he suddenly remembered something and said: "There is wind in the blood, I'm thinking about reprinting it. It's well written. Then I will let you write the cover letter."

Luo Xing pen crooked, scrapped a piece of paper, panicked and said, "I'm sorry..."

"Tsk, look, this is not as good as me." Huo Xingzhou approached, knocked on Luo Xing's head, looked at Huo Yeshan and said, "Look at the kid you like, he can't even practice handwriting, don't let him in There's a waste of paper here."

Huo Yeshan didn't know what he was thinking, and sneered coolly: "Put away your little thoughts, I will still use you to plot."

Huo Xingzhou coughed, and turned to look for something to eat in the kitchen. Under Huo Yeshan's encouraging eyes, Luo Xing pulled out the waste paper nervously, dipped the pen in the inkstone again, thought for a while, and wrote half a sentence. couplets.

He practiced calligraphy when he was a child, even Huo Xingzhou, who didn't know how to read, thought he could write well, let alone Huo Yeshan.

As soon as he put away his pen, Huo Yeshan raised his eyebrows, inadvertently looked at the writing on his wall, and then at his writing, and was surprised to find that his writing was [-]% similar to his own.

"Little friend, learn my characters?" Huo Yeshan asked with a smile.