you better be

Pei Huan kissed Yan Zimi for a long time.

When they parted, Yan Zimi obviously felt that his breathing was not smooth, and his panting sounded all around him so quickly.

He only glanced at Pei Huan for a moment, then immediately lowered his head and leaned on Pei Huan's shoulder.

Soon, Pei Huan grabbed his waist and pulled him over.

Yan Zimi raised his hand on Pei Huan's shoulder and put his arms around Pei Huan's shoulder and neck.

He was still breathing hard.

Pei Huan played with his hair again, going round and round.

Yan Zimi felt it blankly, but after a while, he didn't know which nerve was poked, his eyes rolled, and he laughed.

At this moment, he was more dizzy than after drinking two bottles of wine, and the feeling of being squeezed on his lips seemed to have not passed, and when he opened and closed his eyes, there were always pictures of Pei Huan kissing him.

It was a little better to breathe, and because of the inexplicable aftertaste, it became a little short again.

Yan Zimi lowered his eyes and blinked, controlling himself to be as calm as possible.

Calm down first.

"Yan Zimi."

After a while, Pei Huan called his name.

Yan Zimi's voice was lazy: "Yes."

Pei Huan said, "There is a plane."

Yan Zimi turned his head, but he couldn't see him. Just when Pei Huan let go of his hand, he came out of Pei Huan's arms.

Eyes wide open, Yan Zimi raised his head and saw a flickering object in the sky.

Now that they were chatting, Yan Zimi asked, "When was the first time you took a plane?"

Pei Huan thought for a while: "Elementary school, go visit my parents during the summer vacation."

Yan Zimi said: "Coincidentally, I'm also in elementary school." He pointed to the sky: "And it's also at night."

Yan Zimi wanted to continue the conversation, but Pei Huan suddenly said, "Is it cold?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "It's not cold."

Pei Huan said, "It's windy."

He didn't seem to hear that Yan Zimi said that he was not cold, so he went in and took out Yan Zimi's coat and hat from his bag.

There is a kind of cold that makes Pei Huan think you are cold.

Yan Zimi put on the coat by himself, and Pei Huan put the hat on Yan Zimi with his clumsy hands.

After putting it on, Yan Zimi pointed at the bag: "You wear it too."

Pei Huan smiled: "Okay."

After Pei Huan got dressed and sat down again, Yan Zimi picked up the topic just now.

"I'm also in elementary school, and it's also at night," he said quickly, and then continued: "I was sleeping..."

After saying a word, Pei Huan suddenly laughed.

Yan Zimi: "What are you laughing at?"

Pei Huan rested on the bench and put his hands behind Yan Zimi: "You are so cute."

No one can stop Yan Zimi from sharing this experience.

"I was sleeping," Yan Zimi said, "but because the scenery below is so beautiful, I was woken up by my mother."

Pei Huan smiled again, but it was a non-disturbing smile, as if you were talking and I was listening.

"That was the first time I saw a night scene in the sky, and we landed in a very square city, with its lights like this," Yan Zimi gestured with his hands: "It's very artistic."

Hearing this, Pei Huan stretched out his hand, and used his fingertips to lift Yan Zimi's bangs from his forehead, and said, "Our teacher Yan is worthy of being an artist. We have known the sense of art since we were young."

Yan Zimi pursed his lips: "Stop talking."

Pei Huan laughed out loud: "Wrong, wrong, keep talking."

Yan Zimi opened and closed his mouth, then picked up his wine, turned to Pei Huan and said, "It's over."

This glass of wine is not too strong to drink, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a drink.

Yan Zimi drank, Pei Huan watched him drink, and when he finished drinking, Yan Zimi swung his glass triumphantly: "You don't have to drink."

Pei Huan said, "I've drank it," and he also said, "It tastes good."

Yan Zimi immediately realized what Pei Huan meant, and his face blushed especially because of Pei Huan's embarrassment.

Pei Huan continued to ask, "Is lemon cola good?"

In view of Pei Huan's good performance, Yan Zimi reluctantly gave a good review: "Not bad."

Pei Huan said, "Thank you, Teacher Yan."

Yan Zimi's face became hotter: "You're welcome."

Pei Huan said again, "Can I have another sip?"

Yan Zimi coughed lightly, picked up the cup he had just put down, lowered his head and swallowed a small mouthful.

Then he turned his head away, put his hand on Pei Huan's leg, and moved his head closer.

Pei Huan originally wanted to tease this shy kitten, but seeing Yan Zimi like this, he swallowed everything.

Yan Zimi's lips were moist because of the drink.

After all, it was Pei Huan who was asking for a kiss.

It was Yan Zimi who was asking for a kiss.

After finally getting a little angry, Yan Zimi was easily hooked.

Pei Huan lost his extra thoughts. He just lowered his head and tasted the aroma of the wine.

It is Yan Zimi who is more fragrant.

It's still sweet.

The flickering plane has gone out of sight, and no one knows what the purpose of its trip is.

It can be any corner of the world, or it can be the city that Yan Zimi mentioned has an artistic and beautiful night view.

On this very ordinary Wednesday night, Pei Huan tasted the best food in the world.

Leaving from the bar, most of the people on the top of the mountain have dispersed.

It was getting late at night, and the wind was blowing harder. When passing by the fireworks booth, the young lady was already getting off work and was packing up.

She also saw the two of them, and while showing a friendly smile, she glanced at their hands, and her smile deepened all of a sudden.

At this moment, their hands include not only the pink and blue bracelet bought from my little sister, but also the picture of Pei Huan holding Yan Zimi's hand and putting it in his pocket.

Yes.

Already a couple.

"That." The young lady called out.

The two stopped, and the young lady smiled embarrassedly: "Today, there are only two left. If you don't mind, I will give it to you."

After speaking, she handed over a pair of bracelets on the table.

Yan Zimi and Pei Huan looked at each other and walked towards the booth.

"Wait." The young lady took a nice little bag and packed it up, handing it over and not forgetting to whisper, "Long, long, long."

Pei Huan smiled: "Thank you."

Yan Zimi also said, "Thank you."

On the way back, the wind was blowing even more, and Yan Zimi also deeply felt that the strong man riding a bicycle in front of him was really strong in resistance.

His whole body was about to stick to Pei Huan, but Pei Huan didn't feel anything at all. The red light stopped to touch Yan Zimi's hand, but Yan Zimi was not as warm as him.

Yan Zimi then teased him: "In the future, will someone warm my bed in winter?"

Pei Huan smiled: "Very happy."

Not long after, Pei Huan parked the car back in the small warehouse.

Yan Zimi moved in time, so he only moved in the afternoon, so he can use it in the evening.

It took half an hour to walk to the boys' dormitory here, and the two of them had no intention of getting on the school bus, and walked leisurely along the school road.

But at school they tacitly restrained themselves, neither holding hands nor getting close.

When passing by the playground, their mobile phones rang at the same time as an information prompt.

Yan Zimi put his hands in his pockets and didn't want to take them out, so he sent Pei Huan to look at them with his eyes. Pei Huan smiled and took out the phone.

It was Zhao Di who sent it in the Yayayaya group, asking: "You two haven't come back from your date yet?"

Pei Huan replied, "We're at school."

He asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Di said, "Are you back? Did you go back to the dormitory?"

Pei Huan: "Where are you going if you don't go back to the dormitory?"

Yan Zimi has seen this group of dormmates being lively, and based on the intentional or unintentional teasing a few days ago, he guessed that Zhao Di might say in the dormitory right now, "Why are you coming back, go to Zimi's apartment to sleep. "

"Go to Zimi's apartment to sleep. The conditions are so good that I can save money."

In the dormitory, Zhao Di really said this.

The remaining two, although they didn't speak, were staring at their phones.

"Hurry up," Yu Nan urged, "Ask what's going on now."

Zhao Di cut his voice: "Prepare the money for me."

Xiaodong said weakly, "It can't be so fast."

So soon, the news of Zhao Di came.

But Yan Zimi's phone stopped ringing, only Pei Huan's ding-dong sound.

Yan Zimi gasped curiously, seeing that Pei Huan had quit, he clicked on his dormitory group.

Zhao Di asked in the dormitory group: "Neihan, Huan, I dare to ask, is our Zimi family now?"

Pei Huan said, "He called me brother."

Zhao Di: "Tsk, seriously."

fire: "Isn't brother a family member?"

Yan Zimi, who was reading the news, smiled: "You are quite good at fishing."

Pei Huan heard this adjective for the first time, but it seemed familiar.

So soon, he also said to Yan Zimi: "You can fish without you."

Yan Zimi raised his eyebrows: "What did I catch?"

Pei Huan said: "You catch me."

Zhao Di sent a message again: "Ahhhhhh, brother! Hurry up, this is related to my food expenses for tomorrow!"

fire: "Bet me again?"

Zhao Di: "Oh, can I have your share?"

fire: "What are you betting on?"

Zhao Di: "Bet you win the junior within a week!"

fire: "A week?"

Yan Zimi also saw this week.

Then Zhao Di said again: "Yu Nan said half a month, Xiaodong said one month"

Yan Zimi pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Oh no, did I promise too early?" He also sighed: "I'm so reserved."

Pei Huan directly pulled Yan Zimi over: "Do you want to torture me to death?"

After speaking, he replied with one hand: "You won."

At the same time, a certain man in a certain dormitory uttered shocking roars and laughter.

"Hahaha give the money!"

After a while, Pei Huan sent Yan Zimi to the door of his dormitory.

It's already time for bedtime. The lights in the corridor here are touch-sensitive, and they don't even intend to turn them on. If the lights are disturbed, they won't be disturbed at all.

"Go to bed early." Pei Huan said.

Yan Zimi nodded: "You go to bed early too."

Pei Huan hummed, but Yan Zimi didn't let him go immediately, but reached out and grabbed his collar.

Pei Huan stopped turning around, followed Yan Zimi's pulling force and walked a little closer to Yan Zimi.

In the light outside, Yan Zimi smiled at Pei Huan, then tilted his head and raised his head.

Everyone can understand what this means, so of course Pei Huan lowered his head.

But seeing that he was about to touch him, Yan Zimi pursed his lips, pushed Pei Huan away and took a step back.

"See you tomorrow." Yan Zimi smiled slowly, and after he finished speaking, he strode towards the door.

But how funny you say, this man didn't bring the key.

This door is not the password door of his apartment either.

That's why Yan Zimi did evil on the front foot, but was caught on the back foot.

Yan Zimi immediately showed Pei Huan a begging smile.

Pei Huan's eyes were also full of smiles, he asked Yan Zimi, "Is it fun?"

Yan Zimi hurriedly knocked on the door, and then he heard Xiao Gang's voice from the dormitory: "Who is it?"

Yan Zimi said to Pei Huan: "He's coming to open the door soon, you can't bully me."

Pei Huan put his arm around Yan Zimi's waist and pulled him over: "Really?"

Just after finishing speaking, there was a sound from the doorknob.

Soon, the light from the crack of the door sprinkled on the ground.

But the next second, the door slammed shut again.

Pei Huan grabbed the outside handle with his other hand and pulled the door.

"Who? Who's outside?" Xiao Gang asked inside.

No one responded to him outside, but Pei Huan held the doorknob tightly and said to Yan Zimi, "Lift your head up."

Yan Zimi was so nervous that his heart was pounding: "What are you doing, open the door."

Pei Huan still said, "Look up."

"What's going on, who is holding the door outside?" Xiao Gang began to knock on the door.

Yan Zimi's scalp was numb from the stimulation of this atmosphere.

But Pei Huan had no intention of retreating at all, so Yan Zimi had no choice but to raise his head.

When Xiaogang said "open the door" inside, Pei Huan kissed him down.

But it couldn't be called a kiss, he bit Yan Zimi's lower lip.

like punishment.

Pei Huan was satisfied with a short kiss.

When he let go of Yan Zimi, he also let go of the door handle.

Yan Zimi's heart almost jumped out.

Help.