smoke like fire

When I was young, it was rare to have foreigners walking on the road, let alone a so-called mixed race in an elementary school.Their distinctive appearance often attracts not only love, but also gossip and jokes.

I used to go to a public elementary school in the school district, because my father and grandfather believed that no matter what kind of environment you can read good books, there is no need to go to a private noble school.

My father also had a difficult life when he was a child. He felt that such an experience was good, and he did not want his children to live too expensively. When I was young, there was a time when only my mother took care of the housework, and no aunt was invited.

However, the mother didn't care about this. Although she came from a prominent family, her grandfather was strict with the rules and never allowed the children in the family to have a temperament of a young master or a young lady. She was used to doing everything by herself.

This is my family, and everything is appropriate, but in Zhao's house, Miss Zhao, who was so arrogant and accustomed since she was a child, actually let Zhao Kuanyi study in a public elementary school.

Zhao Kuanyi is a transfer student, but he is not in our class, but when he came, all the classmates in the class were talking about him, and the word "transfer student" was always on their lips, especially girls.

During the break after class, the students organized into groups, occupying the front of the corridor wall, looking at the half-opened window at the end of the opposite classroom to reveal their figures.

I was also pulled up to watch, and I heard the excitement around me. It turned out that a hand came out of the window and closed the window with a bang!

Bang - I opened my eyes.

Curtains were hung in the room, and the sunlight outside penetrated vaguely, shining gray everywhere, and the clothes on the floor were messed up, as if a layer of cold was tucked in.

This is not my room at home.

Last night—yes, last night.I raised my hand to cover my face, my body was extremely tired, and the feeling was so vivid that it was too difficult to ignore.The pictures in my mind flashed quickly, one scene after another, I really would rather not wake up.

I sighed, turning over lightly.

On the other side of the quilt, Zhao Kuanyi was still sleeping soundly, lying slightly on his side, his upper body was naked, his hair was disheveled covering his eyes, only his straight nose and closed lips were visible.

Because of his blood, Zhao Kuanyi's complexion is slightly fairer and his outline is deep. His hair is black and his eyes are dark gray. He looks like a doll when he was young. But the older he is, the more obvious his Asian blood. His appearance is like Jingye Chunshan, deep and clear. .

It's rare for me to look at him so unscrupulously. I'm lost in thought for a moment, and my chest throbs when I look at him.

Suddenly, a clear but silent sound came from outside. I paused, and then heard the second sound, and suddenly remembered a dream.

But at this moment it was not a dream, there was indeed a voice, and there were people outside.

I can't guess who's coming, but I don't feel nervous.I quickly sat up and pushed Zhao Kuanyi, "Hey, wake up, who are you dating, right? Someone is here."

Zhao Kuanyi answered me vaguely. He lay down on his back, raised his hands, covered his eyes with the back of his hands, and said quietly, "It's Sunday, so Auntie must be here."

I froze for a moment before reacting, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, are we going out then? In case she comes in to tidy up..."

"No, if we don't go out, she won't come in."

Zhao Kuanyi said, moving the back of his hand away and looking at me.

The eyes were hazy, as if there was a little meaning, I was inexplicably guilty, my heart was beating in a hurry, I couldn't help but recall the indulgent scene last night, clearly.

I am not Liu Xiahui. Of course, my desire for Zhao Kuanyi is not only on the psychological level, but wishing is wishing.

Zhao Kuanyi is not resistant to the same sex. I have always doubted the extent of it. In fact, he did not reveal anything, except that he had an accidental kiss with a stranger in the bar at university, possibly due to drunkenness or drug effects.

He can be intimate with the same sex, but I have no way of predicting whether he has crossed the line with anyone.

In lust, I have always been sincere, but when I faced Zhao Kuanyi, I couldn't help but think a lot.Zhao Kuanyi can try to be with a man, but he may not be able to sleep with a man.

However, the facts once again proved that it was not him who could not, but whether he was willing or not.

Thinking clearly, I don't know whether to be complicated or emotional. He promised me to such an extent.At this point, if you are not frank, you are really hypocritical.

I pretended to be relaxed, and said to him: "Last night—I know it was a little too fast, sorry, next time, well, if there is, you don't want to, you can push me away, really, this kind of thing, yes I want to tell you what I want."

Zhao Kuanyi didn't say anything, but sat up, the quilt on his body slipped down, just below the waist.I moved my eyes a little, trying not to be distracted.

"I know, but I think you and I were very willing last night."

Hearing this sentence, I looked at Zhao Kuanyi, and he looked at me too.I smiled: "Of course I would rather." I paused, "Well, I won't hide it. I'm actually a little surprised that you didn't push me away. You said you'd try it with me, but you can get to this point without even thinking about it." .”

Zhao Kuanyi raised his eyebrows, as if disapproving.

"Cheng Jingcheng, you're an adult, don't you think that flirting is a family thing?"

I froze for a moment, then said solemnly: "You know what I mean." After a pause, I said, "With you, I didn't explain it carefully, but I don't mind so much about men or women, but you... I'm not sure about you Can."

Zhao Kuanyi's expression was still calm, and he said immediately: "You are still not sure? I thought you couldn't be more sure."

I didn't speak, I just felt heat crawling on my face, and I almost couldn't hold it.

"Isn't this obvious? If you still can't understand, it's still early, you can try again."

As Zhao Kuanyi said, he leaned back on the head of the bed as if comfortably.He looked at him with a half-smile, and his voice was light and light, as if he was speaking not Chinese, but French full of emotion.

I couldn't look at him anymore, so I turned my face away, almost hurriedly, and got out of bed to pick up the clothes on the floor.After a few rustles behind me, I couldn't stand still, and turned back in a panic.

Sure enough, Zhao Kuanyi lay down again, with the quilt pulled up, his body sideways, and his messy hair.There seemed to be a smile in those eyes looking at me, which made me feel distracted.

He said, his tone already serious: "It's still early, anyway, I have nothing to do on Sunday, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

I can't laugh or cry, where can I sleep like this?I endured it, turned away abruptly, and only gritted my teeth and said to him: "Don't sleep anymore, I want to take a shower!"