Director, I know your secret

An Zhenyuan clasped Peng Yan's neck and pulled it towards him, with his head resting on the young man's forehead, his nose was stained with sweat from the young man's nose, the panting sounds of both sides were a little rough, and the exhaled air fused together.

Peng Yan was hot all over, and the enthusiasm all over his body felt like it was going to break through the ground. He stretched out his hand and put it on An Zhenyuan's waist. , he leaned over and pressed on the opponent.

"Peng Yan, are you playing with fire?" An Zhenyuan let the young man suppress himself, he stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and rubbed his thumb on his lips.

Peng Yan felt that his lower body was slowly expanding, he raised the corners of his mouth, smiled viciously, deliberately rubbed back and forth under An Zhenyuan, and finally pushed hard, and at the same time said in a hoarse voice: "Why, don't you dare to play? ?”

An Zhenyuan smiled charmingly, pushed Peng Yan away, quickly withdrew, and changed places with the other party, and the tin cabinet made another sound.

I saw the young man lying on the cabinet, before he could say that the iron sheet was so cold, An Zhenyuan held his hands on both sides of his head, and then the other's fiery lips closed his ears.

"Hmm..." Peng Yan felt a burst of electric current all over his body, and the tingly feeling stretched all the way to his tailbone. He never knew that this place in himself was so sensitive, like thousands of ants were swimming on it, making it easy for him to die. Let out a loud voice.

An Zhenyuan touched the young man's waist along his arm, and pinched his thin waist mischievously, with moderate strength, with a little punishment, and then leaned down to push up against Peng Yan's back, "I never play with you, I always mean it."

After finishing speaking, An Zhenyuan bit Peng Yan's neck, leaving a shallow tooth mark on it. He followed the mark in a circle, broke the young man's chin, covered his fiery lips, biting His lips licked his white teeth and sucked his tongue.

Peng Yan was breathing heavily, he felt the silhouette of the other party getting bigger and bigger behind him, he was dissatisfied and even coquettishly said: "You were the one who talked about playing with fire first, not me."

An Zhenyuan heard the sound and slapped Peng Yan's ass, "Two different things!"

"Damn," Peng Yan immediately frowned, twisted his body, and said in disbelief, "You hit me?"

An Zhenyuan smiled, and cut hard on the young man's lips, making a "boo" sound, slowly reached his front to rub his nie, and the hot air from his breath hit his ears, "I not only hit you, I In the future, I will sleep with you."

This was the first time Peng Yan heard An Zhenyuan say such explicit words, and he felt that the elegant smiling man was suddenly shattered.

"Your hand, take it away."

An Zhenyuan obediently let go, and Peng Yan finally turned around, chuckled, pinched An Zhenyuan's chin and shook it twice, and said provocatively, "I'm not like that, I sleep well!"

"I am bound to win!"

At this time, there were footsteps, and both of them looked towards the direction of the door, and then re-examined each other, their eyes moved to each other's mouth in tacit understanding, so after a deep kiss, the two separated without further satisfaction.

When Si Yu and Zhang He came in, they saw a very strange scene. Peng Yan sat on the stool with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a bag of snacks on his lap, while An Zhenyuan sat on the other side , Mo Mo Jiji lowered his head to untie his shoelaces.

Peng Yan rubbed the bag, looked at Zhang He from head to toe, the more suspicious he looked, "Hey, why is your face so red?"

"It's in the sun, can't you see it?" Zhang He said a little arrogantly, and opened his cabinet with a "crash", as if he had a grudge against it.

"What are you doing? Did you eat explosives? Look at your anger."

Zhang He didn't respond, and took off his clothes on his own. Peng Yan peeked at Si Yu next to him. He was leaning on the cabinet, looking at Zhang He's back with deep eyes, and smiled kindly at him when he saw Peng Yan's gaze. .

Peng Yan nodded in greeting, then turned to look at An Zhenyuan, and found that he was still pretentiously untying his shoelaces, he couldn't help being amused, it seems that the swelling on this man's side hasn't subsided yet.

Peng Yan went out first, and stood at the door waiting for An Zhenyuan. Thinking of the gun being fired just now, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart beat faster for a while.

He brushed his hair and knocked the gravel on his shoes. When a shadow approached behind him, he turned his head and saw An Zhenyuan.

He knows that An Zhenyuan has a good figure, but looking at it from another angle, it's not to mention how pleasing to the eye.

"Are you waiting for me? Or an exhibition?" An Zhenyuan flipped his hair, "You see a lot of people watching you."

Peng Yan looked around, and sure enough, he saw several beauties looking at him with sweet smiles.

Not far away, there was a blond, blue-eyed, burly foreigner who also looked at Peng Yan. After meeting his gaze, he even blew a whistle. Peng Yan raised his middle finger. The foreigner shrugged and laughed, turned his head and walked away .

An Zhenyuan rubbed his hair and smiled.

"Fuck, didn't you see that foreigner flirting with me? You're still laughing." Peng Yan knocked off An Zhenyuan's hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong with you, your hair is messed up, you know?"

"It means you're attractive," An Zhenyuan pinched Peng Yan's face and hooked his nose, "I've found a treasure."

"Damn, you're still in good spirits," Peng Yan looked around, and punched An Zhenyuan, "Outside, you can keep a low profile."

"Okay," An Zhenyuan smiled, took his hand and walked towards the beach.

Peng Yan rolled his eyes, thinking that this guy has opened his arms and let go, no matter what, he can flirt anytime, anywhere.

Peng Yan looked at An Zhenyuan holding his hand, pursed his lips and thought for a while, does this count as being together?

He wanted to ask, but this kind of situation will come naturally, let nature take its course, and it is understandable without explanation. Thinking of this, Peng Yan felt relieved, smiled and held the other party's hand, interlocking his ten fingers.

The breeze blew on the faces of the two of them along with the salty humidity of the sea, and beautiful smiles spread across their faces.

In the afternoon, except for Zhang He, everyone had a good time, playing water fights for a while, burying Ma Fei in the sand for a while, and swimming for a while.

In the evening, when everyone was a little tired, Zhang He clapped his hands and suggested that the last swimming competition should be a big one, and whoever loses would be blindfolded and thrown into the sea until he hugged someone before surfacing.

An Zhenyuan shook his head to express his helplessness, while Si Yu looked serious, Ma Fei and Liu Gang said one after another that they had no lower limit and no integrity, but they were gearing up and eager to try. look.

At this time, Zhang He said loudly: "Why, all cowards dare not play?"

No one wanted to be a coward, so they all agreed in the end. After all, it was a matter of face. Peng Yan rolled his eyes, thinking that everyone would be spoiled by this idiot.

Peng Yan didn't expect that he would hit the nail on the head, and the one who got shot turned out to be himself.

Originally Zhang He was the slowest, but in the last few meters, Peng Yan's injured foot suddenly cramped, so he became the last one.

Peng Yan, who was blindfolded, cursed, "Shit, Zhang He, you are here to destroy me."

An Zhenyuan stepped forward to stop him, but Zhang He grabbed him and said, "Don't, Director An, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. This is the rule of the game."

Ma Fei and Liu Gang lifted Peng Yan and threw him into the sea.

Peng Yan held his breath, and looked for the target with his hands. Finally, he touched a person with his forearm, so he kicked his legs hard, opened his arms and hugged him without saying a word.

Damn, it's so rough.

Peng Yan thought so at the time, when he stood up and wiped off the blindfold, he found that it was a foreigner who was a head taller than him.

The blond foreigner who had teased him just now.

"Hi, boy," the foreigner pinched his waist, with a playful smile on his face, and said in suffocated Chinese: "You, Chinese, are actually very open."

Peng Yan's face stretched all of a sudden, he turned around and left, but the golden retriever put his hand on Peng Yan's shoulder, "Hey, make a friend."

At this time, An Zhenyuan came, smiled and took away the golden retriever's hand, and said something in English.

The golden retriever said "Oh", shrugged and said a few words, which made Peng Yan startled for a while.

At this time An Zhenyuan's face suddenly became ugly, Peng Yan could see that it was his rare anger, he said a few more words, Jin Mao said "sorry" and left angrily.

"Damn it," Peng Yan cursed, and threw the blindfold into the water, "What did you say to that feather duster?"

Hearing Peng Yan's address, An Zhenyuan was overjoyed, and Peng Yan glared at him, restrained himself and said, "I said you were mine, and then he said he didn't mind 3/crack, and I said the joke wasn't funny, so he froze." gone."

"Damn it," Peng Yan's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "The feather duster is really messed up, his uncle!"

"You don't know any English? Did you only hear that sorry?" An Zhenyuan asked.

"Hmm..." Peng Yan scratched his hair, and was hit by An Zhenyuan. He really only understood sorry, and he smiled, "I am tenth in Pinyin, thank you."

An Zhenyuan rolled his eyes and smiled helplessly.

Everyone didn’t go back to the fishing village for dinner, but went to the barbecue on the roadside. Zhang He was still in the late stage of neurosis and didn’t start eating. He drank two bottles of beer first and made a lot of noise. Si Yu tried to persuade him, but he pretended to be stupid. I was stunned, looking like I didn't buy it.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Zhang He didn't pour it out, but Ma Fei did, so Liu Gang carried him back first.

Zhang Hehuang shook the empty wine bottle and looked at the mouth of the bottle. "Damn, it's gone." He waved his hand, "Boss, four more bottles."

Si Yu pulled his hand down and said seriously: "Don't drink, it's too much for you."

"Hey, no, captain, if you don't drink, you still care about others?" Zhang pouted, a little shamelessly.

Si Yu sighed helplessly, let go of his hand, "Then you drink."

"I don't want to drink any more," Zhang He smiled, pushed an empty wine bottle, made a tinkling sound, and put his arm around Peng Yan's shoulder, "Brother Yan, there is a bar nearby, come with me? "

Peng Yan felt sorry for Zhang He. At such an age, no matter if the person he fell in love with was a man or a woman, at least he had given his sincerity, so he didn't taunt him as usual, but patted him on the back. hand, and said softly: "Brother, it's too late, go back and rest, ah."

Peng Yan winked at An Zhenyuan, who nodded and got up to pay the bill. Si Yu said he would pay the bill, so he also followed.

Looking at Si Yu's back, Zhang He pouted, let go of Peng Yan, sat up straight and said something boring, he squinted at Peng Yan, "I won't play with you anymore, I'm playing Weibo."

He said the word Weibo very seriously, and soon Peng Yan received a private message, which was a photo of him and An Zhenyuan standing on the rock holding hands.

"Are you going?" Zhang He smiled harmlessly, Peng Yan wanted to beat him to death with the sole of his shoe.

Peng Yan sighed and thought to himself: It is so hard to love someone without getting a response, and he must be more sincere to the person in front of him in the future. He looked at Zhang He, and felt a little distressed for this young boy who was bullied by him.

This kid wanted to get drunk to relieve his worries, but he was shot innocently!

"Go, you promise me." Zhang He pushed Peng Yan and said coquettishly.

"Okay," Peng Yan agreed, pointing to Zhang He, "but there is one thing, you can't make trouble!"

"Okay." Zhang He put his arms around Peng Yan's shoulders, his eyebrows were beaming, and he said mysteriously: "There is a program there, which is very pleasing to the eye!"