Bamboo Horse Invasion Guide

It was always noisy in the classroom when returning to school after the year, Zhou Yiyuan had already changed places with Fu Shi, he sat down after packing up his things, and tidied up Shen Changtang's desk by the way.

"Zhou Yiyuan, let's have dinner together." Fu Shi patted Zhou Yiyuan's shoulder lightly.

Zhuang Cheng helped Shen Changtang to rehearse, and now they are the only two left to eat in the cafeteria.

Fu Shi glanced at Zhou Yiyuan's tidy desk for Shen Changtang, remembering the mess he had left for Zhuang Cheng, he coughed in embarrassment, and asked, "Which cafeteria are you going to?"

"The second canteen."

The second canteen usually has carrot fried pork that Shen Changtang likes to eat, but the school canteen doesn't taste very good, so you can only choose dishes that taste good and go well with meals.It's not that they haven't eaten together, but they haven't eaten alone with each other.Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Fu Shi asked him, "Do you want a drink?"

Zhou Yiyuan glanced at the crowd that had already squeezed out the door, and was about to refuse, but then he seemed to remember something, and said, "Then you wait here for a while, and I'll go buy it."

Fu Shi patted him on the shoulder: "I'll go."

Fu Shi is very experienced in crowding the cafeteria to buy drinks. He plays with Shen Changtang. It is usually not Shen Changtang's turn to do this kind of thing in person. Fu Shi can buy from a group of people at the fastest speed every time. To Shen Changtang's favorite drink.

About 3 minutes later, Fu Shi appeared in front of Zhou Yiyuan with a bag of drinks, and said with a smile, "How is it? Shall I hurry up?"

Zhou Yiyuan nodded and praised: "Quick."

Fu Shi: "... I never feel very happy."

After eating, they took the food to deliver food to two relatives. Shen Changtang had just finished dancing, and was holding the piano, talking to Zhuang Cheng out of breath.

He leaned very close, wearing only a close-fitting ballet costume, talking and laughing at Yanyan.

Zhou Yiyuan felt bored for a while, and when he saw Zhuang Cheng's face, he felt ashamed for his petty jealous thoughts.

"Why did you come so fast?" Shen Changtang stepped forward to take the bag from Zhou Yiyuan's hand, and climbed his arm with his hand, "You don't think you didn't eat, did you?"

"I've eaten. There's a very fast queue today. You should eat first." Zhou Yiyuan said softly.

Fu Shi unscrewed the lid of the drink for Zhuang Cheng and handed it to him, hating the iron for being weak, and said: "Why don't you learn from Shen Changtang?"

Zhuang Cheng: "?"

"Look at how attached he is to his boyfriend." Fu Shi sighed, "That's the only way I can bear your indifference."

Zhuang Cheng raised his eyebrows.

After eating, when Fu Shi was held in the dressing room of the rehearsal room and kissed, Zhuang Cheng bit his lower lip and asked, "Is this enough enthusiasm?"

The kisses fell on the chin, lips, and tip of the nose, one after another, each heavier than the last.

"Damn it." Fu Shi was kissed a little hotly, and a swear word came out of his throat, "Zhuang Cheng, you are lecherous."

Zhuang Cheng raised his head aggrievedly: "I haven't stretched my fucking tongue yet, so you're calling me lewd?"

Fu Shi immediately covered his mouth: "You want to stick out your tongue again?"

The last time Zhuang Cheng pressed her to kiss her in the bathroom of the gymnasium, he blocked her tongue and kissed her, which was very uncomfortable.

Zhuang Cheng stuck out his tongue and licked the back of his hand on purpose. Under the dim light, he couldn't see Zhuang Cheng's eyes clearly, but Fu Shi felt a sense of oppression for no reason.

"It's too bad for me to be called sex without sticking out my tongue."

Fu Shi began to regret what he said about Zhuang Cheng's lack of enthusiasm, and now he got angry, and Shen Changtang and Zhou Yiyuan were still outside, but Zhuang Cheng had already stripped off his school uniform jacket and top, exposing his shoulders and being bitten.

"Fuck..." Fu Shi cursed in a hoarse voice.

Fu Shi was still worried about whether Shen Changtang and Zhou Yiyuan would hear the movement in the locker room, and he covered his mouth tightly to dare not make a sound, but he didn't know that the two had secretly gone to the locker room of the gymnasium not far away hand in hand.

"Zhuang Cheng is a real tiger." Shen Changtang, who was occupied by doves and magpies' nests, leaned against the door of the locker room, and seeing that there was no movement outside, he called out, "Zhou Yiyuan?"

Zhou Yiyuan said, "I'm here."

Shen Changtang thought of the several open cubicle doors he saw when he came in, and suddenly said: "My clothes are stuck, can you help me fix them?"

With that said, he unlocked the cubicle.

Zhou Yiyuan pushed the door open, and Shen Changtang was sitting on a small stool in the cubicle, looking at himself shyly.

Zhou Yiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously locked the compartment door.

"It's stuck here, help me pull it." Shen Changtang turned around, showing him a white back.

It was very difficult to squeeze two people into this cubicle. Zhou Yiyuan could help him open the clothes on his left shoulder with a stretch of his hand. With Zhou Yiyuan's help, Shen Changtang obediently followed Zhou Yiyuan's movements and pulled out his hand.

What he was wearing today was a one-piece dance suit. After peeling off from the shoulders, the clothes slid directly from the chest to the crotch.

With one movement, Shen Changtang stepped on Zhou Yiyuan's sneakers, and then covered himself up, and said, "Let me step on it."

He took off his pants with his upper body bare, his posture was so hot that Zhou Yiyuan froze and didn't dare to look at him.

But the tiles in this compartment are very clear, taking a full picture of Shen Changtang's naked white back supported by the spine.

Zhou Yiyuan's entire face was flushed, but he didn't dare to move his hands from Shen Changtang's waist. After a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked, "Are you ready?"

Shen Changtang hooked his neck with one hand, and grabbed the white dance suit with the other hand, peeling it off from the ankle.

The upper body is bare, as are the legs.

Zhou Yiyuan's eyes froze, the redness at the base of his ears spread to his neck at an exaggerated speed, he took a deep breath, and shook off the dirty thoughts in his mind just now——

Shen Changtang's legs were very thin, they were opened and closed again, and a mess of liquid spread across the bed...

Zhou Yiyuan closed his eyes hard, annoyed that he had started to have this kind of thought, and it was still facing Shen Changtang, who had great trust in him.

With his cheeks tight and his face a bit dignified, he started to help Shen Changtang get dressed, and pulled the zipper of the school uniform to the top, not leaving any charming pictures to himself.

Shen Changtang, who tried so hard to seduce, thought it would be ineffective, but accidentally rubbed against Zhou Yiyuan's crotch. Before Shen Changtang could react, Zhou Yiyuan, who was about to collapse, was scared and anxious, hugged Shen Changtang with great strength, and whispered: "I'm sorry. ,sorry Sorry."

The day when Shen Changtang performed was a weekday, and they still had evening self-study, and it was Fu Sinan who guarded it. It was a rare time for her to be generous, and with a big wave of her hand, she allowed them a few days off.

This time the performance was more formal, and one person had one ticket to be seated. The three of them sat side by side in the middle where Shen Changtang was coming. Fu Shi adjusted the angle of the phone and asked, "Which dance is Shen Changtang dancing today?"

"Swan Lake." Zhuang Cheng replied.

Before he performed, there was a cello solo. Seeing the people on stage, Fu Shi suddenly remembered: "My mother told me to learn the violin before."

Fushi had never mentioned this before, Zhuang Cheng looked at him curiously: "Then why didn't you learn it?"

"My mother doesn't believe in evil. She doesn't have a word in tune when she sings. She thought she could give birth to some kind of little prince of music." Fu Shi whispered, "Next time I sing to you, you will know how much I don't have music. cells."

Zhuang Cheng turned his head: "Then you sent me the singing audio on the Internet..."

Fu Shi was stunned, and suddenly remembered the reason why he never told Zhuang Cheng about it.

He slowly rolled his Adam's apple, and said, "I begged Shen Changtang to sing for me with a lot of money."

As he spoke, Fu Shi raised a finger: "Sing once for 100 yuan."

Zhuang Cheng: "..."

He quickly cleared up his angry and helpless mood, turned his head and asked Zhou Yiyuan: "I have collected five audios of Shen Changtang's singing here, one for two hundred, do you want it?"

Zhou Yiyuan looked at him.

Adhering to the business theory of letting the buyer taste the sweetness first, Zhuang Cheng skillfully took out his mobile phone, dug out the audio in his collection, and opened it for him to listen to.

I didn't think it was weird when I heard it before, but after Fu Shi admitted, he heard something wrong with the voice in the first sentence.

Damn it, Shen Changtang really sang it.

Zhou Yiyuan looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Are there only five?"

Zhuang Cheng: "..."

After receiving Zhou Yiyuan's transfer, Zhuang Cheng turned his head and asked Fu Shi: "Does Shen Changtang know that his singing is so valuable?"

Fu Shi: "Huh?"

"Ask him to sing for you a few more times, once a hundred times. Don't pay too much." Zhuang Cheng said lightly.

Fu Shi was even more puzzled: "Ah???"