wolf sniff

After the dinner, Wen Yu drove him back.

There is still a faint smell of smoke in the car, like the inadvertent snort of a wolf.

Dry and slightly burnt, it has been drilled into the lungs of people quietly.

Wen Yu didn't drink in the seat, but was a little dizzy in the co-pilot.

He flinched, as if trying to hide himself.

Wen Yu had been dignified and decent when he was entertaining his colleagues just now, and now he was just driving the car calmly.

Driving back from the Hongbin Building, the lights are shining brightly all the way, and the night is baked into a red circle of rough edges.

The car stopped beside a sycamore forest somewhere.

Wen Yu moved a bit, looked sideways at the road sign, and felt that this place was very strange.

There is a wide grass path at the edge of the forest, the front and back are quiet and no one is there, it is a good place to have an affair.

What he guessed, he still asked knowingly.

"Why not open?"

Wen Yu sized him up and smiled maliciously.

"Isn't it my birthday?"

"I invite you to eat, pick me up, you have to ask for something."

Wen Yu's heart was pounding.

The two of them played a very childish game of trial and error.

But he actually liked it.

"I didn't bring a gift." He explained again in a low voice: "I'm too busy with work today, so I didn't take care of it."

"... Make it up tomorrow, okay?"

The man laughed.

"I don't listen to explanations."

He tilted his head as he spoke, as if teaching and ordering.

"Sit down."

Wen Yu was already sitting very close to Wen Yu.

So close that you can be kissed by leaning over.

...how close does it have to be?

He couldn't breathe for a while, and resisted uselessly: "This is not good."

"The car stopped at a blind spot." The man laughed lowly: "There are no cameras nearby, so you don't have to think about anything."

"Good, come here."

Wen Yu bit her lower lip, but still stretched out her hands and crawled over.

He has always been slender, even if he kneels and sits in Wen Yu's arms, he will not feel any burden.

But the process of climbing over is very much like a kind of domestication.

Let go of the shackles, peel off the anxiety, and the distance keeps shrinking.

He lifted his leg over the shift handle, and as soon as his knee was biased against the man's thigh, the weight of his whole body also fell down.

"Hiss..." Wen Yu was afraid of falling, so he instinctively grabbed Wen Yu's shoulder with his hands, and his whole body fell directly between him and the steering wheel, being restrained by the narrow space.

Wen Yu opened his lips and wanted to praise, but looked down to see him frowning and tightening his grip, and wanted to make him more enlightened.

"what's next?"

As if he was tutoring him to do the questions when he was a teenager, he guided him step by step: "Then what should I do?"

Wen Yu knew that they would not be seen by anyone at the moment, but the balance of the whole body was under his control, as long as Wen Yu raised his legs, he had to bury his face in his shoulder and passively adjust his center of gravity.

"...Can I just kiss you?" He asked in a low voice.

"Of course." Wen Yu was gentle and patient at the moment: "I've never been greedy."

The phrase has a momentary paralyzing effect.

Wen Yu held back his timidity and shame, hugged his neck jerky like a pet, and kissed him proactively.

The lips are warm and soft, and the embrace is reassuring.

It seems that everything is just a small request of the lover's extreme duty.

Wen Yu didn't move, even put his hands aside harmlessly, never touching his back.

After Wen Yu finished kissing him, she took a quick look at him and became a little dazed and helpless.

Ten years ago, Wen Yu had the same look when he couldn't solve the problem.

She looked at him eagerly, as if hoping that he would tell the answer directly.

It can be heard that Yu never satisfied him easily.

He's still smiling, like he's done something right and wrong.

Wen Yu took a deep breath for a few seconds, and looked at his hand resting on the chair beside him as if asking for help.

He suddenly hoped that Wen Yu would also hug him and give him warmth and strength.

There is always a feeling of vulnerability when you are in the air.

"Isn't that enough?" He muttered softly, then leaned over seriously, and kissed carefully.

He rarely initiates, so that such contact is new and out of bounds for them.

It's just a rare deep kiss, but the leading role has been reversed.

He tentatively licked and kissed his lips and teeth, asking for it intimately and carefully.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes to teach him how to kiss deeper, and the latter would take a light and quick breath, and then practice every little trick he just learned.

All you need for a lover's birthday gift is a kiss.

But it seems that this breath has been kissed for a long time, endlessly.

Wen Yu knew that he had been led into a trap, but he also had an untimely compulsion.

His arms still wrapped around his neck as he released him for breath.

"Have my skills improved?" He seemed angry and coquettish.

"Hmm... I learned very quickly." Wen Yu squinted his eyes and thought about it: "The angle and strength are a little bit worse."

Wen Yu showed a more competitive expression, knelt in his arms and kissed him forcefully.

The two entangled endlessly until each other was hit by a hard object.

Wen Yu realized what happened in an instant, quickly turned over and hid in the passenger seat, using a pillow to block the reaction.

"It's getting late, go back quickly." He changed the subject abruptly.

Wen Yu coughed lightly and started the engine again, just as if nothing happened.

On the way back, he remembered something.

"The school organized a hot spring trip on New Year's Day, let's go together?"

Wen Yu nodded, and realized something again.

"I'll live with Teacher Pei."

"Unfortunately, Teacher Pei has already booked a room with someone else." Wen Yu turned the steering wheel, paying attention to the indicator light in the distance: "Besides, my boyfriend lives with someone else, so what?"

Wen Yu thought of something, and hurriedly said: "My colleagues, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go to the hot spring," Wen Yu glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Wen Yu turned his head to look at the bus stop sign on the street, and said for a long while: "...I don't believe it."

Wen Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Okay, then I'll help you register, and you go to live in a room with another teacher."

Wen Yu thought about more embarrassing social situations, and shook his head quickly.

Let him live in a room with someone he doesn't know well, he would rather not go.

After parking at the Hummer alley, Wen Yu didn't get out of the car to see him off, but just lowered the window.

"There are some things that are naturally done only when the conditions are right."

He looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Just like the kiss just now."

Wen Yu stared at him silently for a few seconds.

"Just fool around."

The latter burst out laughing, Wen Yu turned his head and left.

It was already 12:30 when I got home late this time.

Wen Yu carefully locked the courtyard door before entering, and suddenly saw his mother wearing a mask to watch Gongdou drama.

"……mom."

Yan Wanxin didn't turn her head back, she was still knitting a woolen hat in her hand, and two long sweater needles were quickly shuttled back and forth.

"Why did you go?"

Wen Yu suddenly gained confidence, raised his voice and said: "Bengdi!"

Yan Wanxin finally looked back at him.

Then continue watching the show.

"Do you know how many steps there are in dancing disco?"

"Just...buy tickets, go in and shake, and go home after shaking."

Mother shook her head slowly.

"Next time, I will check more information before talking about such nonsense."

Wen Yu felt frustrated again: "I know, I know...I went to dinner with my colleagues, it's his birthday."

"Oh, and," he remembered something: "The school organized a hot spring trip on New Year's Day, let me tell you."

"Go, go," Yan Wanxin yawned, "Go to bed early, I'll stop after watching this episode."

The hot spring trip is quite a morale booster for the teaching staff.

Someone has already prepared a series of travel necessities, and even the seats on the bus have been selected early in the morning.

All hotel rooms come with a private soup pool, and you can also go to the large bath to experience various features such as milk bath and rose bath.

At this juncture, several teachers came to Wen Yu's office to make an appointment to play chamber music.

They are usually busy with the progress of teaching, and they have no chance to show their itchy hands.

"There are three or four teachers on the violin side, and we will bring a viola and cello."

"Ms. Xu can play the dulcimer, right? I called yesterday to ask, they have everything in the pipa and guzheng, and they can lend us to play for free."

Wen Yu is not interested in other group activities, so he is a little dazed when he hears this.

"Do you play both orchestral music and folk music?"

"Of course, our Director Chen is very good at playing the flute—"

Wen Yu blinked, and finally began to look forward to this trip.

"I'll take the erhu with me," he laughed, "I will borrow Teacher Sun's violin to accompany you later."

"Okay! It's a deal!"

The new plan was determined, and he went home early to pack his things after class.

Thinking about not only cleaning and installing the old erhu at home, but also bringing a clarinet that plays well.

Yan Wanxin came to help wrap the towel, and frowned when she saw his violin case: "Are you going to soak in the hot spring and practice the piano?"

"Colleagues invited me." Wen Yu said with a smile, "I'll accompany them, so I won't be too showy."

Just as he was talking, Teacher Zhang in the office called again: "Xiao Wen——I want to ask you something."

Yan Wanxin shrugged and turned to go out: "I'll get you some spare medicine."

Wen Yu thought she was going to ask about chamber music, so she nodded seriously: "What do you think?"

"A female teacher asked me to ask you, have you talked about friends?" The aunt smiled brightly: "I haven't talked about adding WeChat to her."

Wen Yu subconsciously took a look at whether her mother had gone out, and whispered: "Uh, we talked."

"Ah, that's a pity." Teacher Zhang sighed, and became excited again: "Why didn't you bring them to play after talking? There are quite a lot of family members this time."

"He's more... shy."

As Wen Yu said this, a picture of Wen Yu covering his face shyly appeared in his mind.

Goosebumps all over my body immediately.

bah bah bah.

Soon it was the day of departure.

The bus stopped in front of the school gate, very ostentatiously.

The teachers changed their usual seriousness, and they could laugh out loud when they chatted about anything.

It seems that the students have a lot of time at the end of the semester, and the teacher is not much better.

Wen Yu was originally standing at the back of the line pushing a box, but was spotted by Wen Yu, who lowered his hair in front of him.

The two met eyes one after the other, Wen Yu tilted his head again, motioning for him to come and stand in front.

Wen Yu shook his head quickly, shrank into the crowd and didn't look at him.

... He was too embarrassed to pass by so many people.

The team suddenly moved forward.

When Wen Yu realized it again, Wen Yu had already pushed the box and walked over from the front.

There are teachers around him joking with him.

"Teacher Wen even came here to accompany Teacher Wen on purpose. I'm so envious."

"I'm afraid he'll get motion sickness," Wen Yu said with a light smile, "I can take care of him by sitting next to him."

Wen Yu's teeth itch.

In the past, you didn't get motion sickness, but you did a good job of throwing the pot away.

The teachers around gave a long oh and nodded.

"I have the vomit bag!"

"Mr. Wen, I heard that putting some wind oil essence on the temples is helpful!"

"Thank you... thank you."

They are the last ones, and they don't have any good seats when they get on the bus. They have to sit in the corner of the back row of the bus.

Wen Yu has been feeling dizzy on long-distance cars for so many years, and often feels uncomfortable on planes. After getting in the car, he talks a lot less.

Wen Yu didn't realize anything until the bus drove out of the Fourth Ring Road.

He has always relied on Wen Yu, so in turn, will he also rely on him quietly?

Wen Yu sat up a little more, and said to Wen Yu with his eyes closed, "Are you okay?"

The latter had already put a motion sickness sticker on it, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

That is no way.

Wen Yu pulled the chair back between them and said in a low voice, "Will it be better if you come and lean against me?"

Wen Yu finally opened his eyes, first glanced at the nearby colleagues, then shook his head again.

Wen Yu suddenly gained courage.

"It doesn't matter," he said in a calm voice, "you can sleep with me at ease."

Wen Yu's complexion was not very good at first, and he didn't insist anymore, leaning on Wen Yu's shoulder, he fell into a light sleep, breathing lightly.

At this moment, the bus had already got on the expressway, and there were teachers walking up and down the aisle to hand out snacks, and I saw them soon.

"Eh?"

Wen Yu made a gesture of silence.

"He's not feeling well."

"Oh..." The female teacher lowered her voice cooperatively: "Do you need some water?"

Wen Yu nodded, and took the mineral water she handed over.

The latter didn't pay attention to them any more, and turned around to ask others to share the grapes.

Wen Yu unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a couple of sips by himself, and then lightly touched the back of Wen Yu's hand.

"Brother Yu," he carefully woke him up, "would it be better to drink some water?"

Wen Yu frowned and said nothing.

Really motion sickness.

Wen Yu rarely saw him like this.

There is a kind of... paradoxical fragility.

He held his shoulders and fed the water in small sips.

"What now?"

"It's better." Wen Yu closed his eyes again, and said in a low voice, "I'll lean on for a while."

The two cuddled together for the whole time.

Wen Yu was leaned on by Wen Yu like this, and for a moment he felt that this person was not as strong as he imagined.

In fact, Wen Yu has a high self-esteem, and he didn't smile much when he was studying at the beginning. Thanks to the brothers around him, they were all so stupid that they had nothing to tease him, and gradually they got to know each other.

He rarely heard his sadness, and rarely touched the depths of his heart.

If we say we are familiar, we have known each other for many years, we have kissed and hugged each other, and we have experienced the romance and heartfelt parting one by one.

It seemed that from the day he returned to Beijing, they really started to know each other.

After finally getting out of the car, everyone walked into the villa to fully breathe the fresh air, Wen Yu finally recovered, and offered to help Wen Yu carry the suitcase.

Wen Yu walked behind with his hands behind his back, and didn't go to grab it.

Wen Yu was silent for a long time, then looked back at him.

"I just……"

"I fell asleep too." Wen Yu laughed: "I don't know anything."

They checked in the room and went out to climb the mountain and look far away with their colleagues.

The afternoon was very long, many people ran to pick pomegranates and persimmons in the garden, and several old teachers borrowed fishing rods and went to the fish pond with great interest.

Wen Yu followed him to the small hill for a stroll, and then returned to the lounge as promised to help other teachers adjust their instruments.

Wen Yu became extremely clingy today, and he didn't stay as long as he did on the mountain.

There were two zithers in the lounge, which he was not familiar with, so he just drank tea and watched.

Most of those who like western musical instruments are young teachers, and many old teachers can play the flute or play the erhu. This time, they also seized the opportunity to learn from each other.

First, they played "Horse Racing" and "Raising the Whip to Urge the Horses to Transport Food" to each other. When they were tired, they shook their hands and watched other teachers play chamber music together.

A violin trio was assembled, and a teacher really brought the cello here. Everyone played the piano in the mountains and countryside, very happy.

Someone really slid out the triangle in the music classroom and gave the beat just right.

The multiple music sounds overlapped and diverted, and each other had to pass the rhythm with a smile during the period, no matter where they were, it was enough to have fun.

After playing a few simple etudes, many tourists who came on vacation have gathered around to take pictures and videos.

Some people quietly inquired, asking if they belonged to the Beijing Philharmonic Orchestra.

"Where can it be?" Teacher Zhang couldn't help laughing: "Amateur, it's all amateur play."

As an assistant teacher, Wen Yu used to be very inconspicuous in the teaching team, even if he didn't go to the meeting, no one would pay attention.

But today he was surrounded by everyone without knowing it, and he was unexpectedly popular.

Several old teachers chased after him to see his erhu playing, and some people came over to ask him if he knew how to play the flute.

People who have graduated from the real music academy actually get started with other musical instruments very quickly, and they can always make a few songs out of it.

During this period, he was looking for Wen Yu in the crowd. The latter was sitting not far away, and he had already drank several cups of tea.

Wen Yu smiled at him and continued to play with his colleagues.

He is always too reserved when talking about other things, but this is the only way he can appear talkative.

So the small symphony in the lounge was finished with a folk music ensemble, and after a while there was a mix and match of various colors, and a female teacher who had learned a little bit of bel canto sang "Toast Song" passionately, with very different cadences.

One after another, colleagues came in carrying fish or persimmons, and tacitly found a place to listen together.

There is nothing more comfortable than this in the world.

When the show was over, Wen Yu's cheeks were sore, he handed the erhu in his hand to a colleague's child to play with, and stretched himself to find Wen Yu.

The man was a little depressed, and he was unhappy looking at it anyway.

Wen Yu had a great time, leaning on his shoulder while walking.

"Brother Yu, you're not happy."

Wen Yu turned his head to one side, showing a rare narrow-mindedness.

"They all rob you."

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Why does it sound like a complaint?"

Wen Yu ignored him.

The two walked side by side for a long time, Wen Yu's arm was still hanging on his shoulder.

"Stop talking?" He teased him again: "Talk to me, Brother Yu."

The man sighs.

"It's better to take you out to play alone."

"That won't work," Wen Yu said with a smile, "Teacher Wen needs to participate in more group activities."

The evening bathing activities are very lively.

It is said to be a hot spring, but in fact, various soups are melted by hot water, and they are all artificial medicine pools.

Everyone soaked in this pool for a few minutes to talk like a hot pot, and then swung to another pool to dip in the soup.

More than a dozen different flavors are marinated, and there is a strange fragrance on the body.

Red wine mixed with milk, sulfur and some traditional Chinese medicine, hey.

Wen Yu purposely went to soak in the red wine pool for a long time, and then squeezed the shower gel when taking a bath, and he came to his senses after washing.

Damn, now it smells like oranges again, and the ones in front are all soaked in vain.

He was having so much fun that he didn't realize something was wrong when he got back to his room.

Today—today I'm going to sleep with brother Yu!

However, the room is booked as a standard room, so the problem should not be big.

When Wen Yu swiped his card to enter, he took a special look at Wen Yu.

"Look at me." The latter looked at him: "Everyone sleeps separately, don't think too much."

Wen Yu replied solemnly, and ran to the bathroom to change into pajamas.

He wears it quite neatly, and puts on a pair of big underpants outside his underpants, fully observing the co-sleeping etiquette.

After changing up and down, Wen Yu pushed the door and went out, seeing that Wen Yu also changed his clothes.

But people wear it very tastefully, it is a long matte silk drawstring style.

...it feels smooth to the touch.

Wen Yu didn't have the nerve to look any further, so she took the phone and lifted the quilt to bed.

"Go to bed then, good night."

Wen Yu went to the bathroom to wipe his face cream, turned around and walked back, lifted the quilt on the other side of him, and slid in naturally.

"Go inside."

Wen Yu's smile froze: "You can see that there is a bed next to it."

"So?" Wen Yu had already covered the quilt, and turned to look at him: "Does it have something to do with us?"

The single bed is not too big, and when two people squeeze together, their arms and legs are all close together.

Wen Yu could already smell the fragrance from him, and her self-discipline plummeted.

"You...go to sleep," he said with difficulty, "it's agreed that everyone will sleep separately."

"Yes." Wen Yu rolled over and took him into his arms: "Go to bed first, I'll play with my phone for a while."

"That's not what it means!!"

Wen Yu was pulled into his arms suddenly, and fell into the fragrance and chest temperature in a blink of an eye.

He wanted to struggle, but it felt so reassuring.

It's like you can hand over your weight and burden to another person, and just close your eyes and sleep peacefully.

Nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about.

He bowed his head and thought for a while, Wen Yu turned around in his arms, and buried his face in his chest.

Rubbed quietly.

The man was still playing with his mobile phone, his chin rested on his forehead, and he gave a chuckle.

"Good night."

Strange to say.

Wen Yu is very fond of the bed, she has been used to it for a long time after moving from Guangzhou to Beijing, and she can't explain why she can't sleep well.

But this time, he didn't wake up in Wen Yu's arms for 5 minutes, and fell asleep after smelling the fragrance.

A night without dreams, very good sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, one side of the bed was empty.

When Wen Yu woke up, he stretched out his hand, then sat up abruptly.

Wen Yu slept on another bed, and now he was awake, looked up at him, and rubbed his eyes.

"Wake up? Get up for breakfast?"

Wen Yu felt that his personal charm had been hit, and looked at him angrily: "You ran away in the middle of the night? Did I not sleep well?"

Wen Yu rolled over and got out of bed, yawning.

"No, I'm afraid it will affect your rest."

Wen Yu felt a little wronged: "Didn't you sleep well like that last night..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was hugged horizontally by the man.

"what are you doing--"

"Go to the private soup." Wen Yu hugged him all the way there, very happy.

"Sleep well, let's do some morning exercise."

The author has something to say: two more in one, I wish you a happy reading~

It's time to go to second base, I heard that the teacher held back all night hhhh