What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Pei Yijun's lips were cold, with no warmth at all, but he was more aggressive than ever before.

Thin pain and a faint smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth.

Song Fang didn't care, and comforted him patiently and gently.

The sharp ice edges were crushed, and the bone-eating chill was warmed.

In Pei Yijun's impression, Song Fang was a child who was spoiled and grew up with a bad temper. After meeting again, he found that Song Fang under these appearances actually had a sensitive, delicate and gentle nerve.

For example, at this moment, what he wants to comfort is better than the pain of his body.

Song Fang got it completely.

He didn't even ask who Cao Meixin was.

The word "mother" is strange and cold to Pei Yijun.

Song Fang, like a miniature sun, shone warmly on him.

Something pierced into his heart inch by inch, causing a numb itching.

Pei Yijun didn't notice that he had lost the initiative, he hung on Song Fang softly and said those two words repeatedly.

Song Fang quickly withdrew a certain distance, and the shiny silver thread, which was so thin that it was almost invisible, was pulled apart.

Pei Yijun called Song Fang's name over and over again.

The intense heartbeat seemed to explode in the chest cavity, the ear cavity buzzed, the scalp-numbing stimulation soared, and the limbs and bones clamored to vent.

The body is more greedy than the brain.

Also more honest.

unprecedented.

The two seemed tireless, from the living room to the bedroom to the bathtub, even if Pei Yijun felt pain, he didn't stop.

In the steaming heat, Pei Yijun's whole body was covered with powder, panting and lying in Song Fang's arms.

The water in the bathtub is already cold.

But he didn't feel cold, not at all.

Song Fang refilled the hot water.

He really likes the design of the bathtub in the bedroom. Apart from the exciting feeling in broad daylight, all the details can be seen from the full-length mirror slanted beside the TV.

The beautiful and stretched shoulder blades reflect the glittering water, and are covered with large and small blue marks and red marks as if declaring sovereignty.

Song Fang belatedly realized that he was a fucking dog.

Wet knuckles brushed over the marks lightly, and pecked the ear of the person in his arms lightly, "I'm sorry, I will definitely pay attention not to bite you next time."

Pei Yijun blinked his wet eyelashes weakly, his red and swollen lips parted slightly, "I'm not afraid of pain."

After a pause, he added: "My skin is like this, it turns blue when I touch it, and it will be fine after two days... And, I like it."

I like the pain Song Fang brings.

Like to hug each other without any scruples.

I like the fusion of me in you and you in me.

Be honest and truthful, and stop suppressing your instincts.

I used to think that he was drunk and lost his temper that night in rainbow, but now it seems that he just released his true self under the catalysis of alcohol.

He's not aloof at all.

He is not serious at all.

With Song, he can face his heart calmly without resorting to alcohol.

For the first time in 25 years, Pei Yijun felt a boiling free soul.

The sky was pale, and finally he was able to lie down on the bed comfortably. Pei Yijun almost fell asleep when he touched the pillow.

Chufen and Tachibana woke up, and staggered out of the cat bed.

Song Fang stopped the two hair balls running towards Pei Yijun one by one, and hugged them up, "Big brother is tired and needs to sleep, little brother feeds you."

Thinking of the little ones sleeping for several hours without screaming or fussing, Song Fang was in a good mood and added a box of canned food to the two little ones.

He seemed to have endless energy. After lying on the bed, he was still refreshed and not sleepy. He raised Pei Yijun's hand to his lips and kissed his fingertips one by one.

Pei Yijun was so exhausted that he didn't even move.

Song Fang giggled contentedly, and was afraid that Pei Yijun would be disturbed, so he simply opened WeChat and harassed all the people who could be harassed.

[Fang: Are you asleep? 】

Wang Yiming just finished playing the game all night and was going to sleep, so he replied quickly.

[Ming Mingming: Just about to sleep, where did Boss Song go to have fun last night? 】

[fang: with the subject]

【Ming Mingming: Fuck】

[fang: It rained all night, the weather is getting colder, remember to sleep with a quilt]

[Ming Mingming:? ? ? 】

[Fang: After all, there is no one who is lonely and lonely, and there is no one to warm each other up.Take care of yourself bro! 】

[Ming Mingming: Human words?Get out! 】

Song Fang sent another message, a red exclamation mark popped up in front of the green dialogue bubble, and a line of small black characters appeared: [The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party].

Tsk, what a plastic brotherhood.

But Song Fang wasn't unhappy at all.

This is jealousy.

Pei Yijun turned over and leaned over, leaned into Song Fang's arms and rubbed, finding a comfortable position.

Song Fang lowered his head and kissed his exposed shoulder, then pulled the quilt up and covered him.

Pei Yijun didn't wake up until noon.

My head hurts a little, and my waist and legs are even more sore.

Is he hungover?

Maybe not.

Has he indulged?

should be.

Looking at the bathtub on the floor, everything that happened last night passed through his mind three times clearly like a revolving lantern.

The belated sense of shame spread, and Pei Yijun wished he could find a hole to bury himself.His bold initiative, Song Fang's merciless intrusion, repeatedly appeared in his mind.

This guy is so good, he is no match at all.

He cried out in pain, and Song Fang circled him like a big dog, kissing him over and over while saying all kinds of sweet words.

He was numb from the kiss, and Song Fang seemed to be a different person, attacking the city rudely.Until he couldn't stand the vicious Tatar, Song Fang kissed the teardrops on his eyelashes again in a friendly voice, and coaxed him to say something that he would never say in his face when he was blushing and heartbeating.

Well……

When Song Fang walked over with a glass of warm water and a glass of freshly squeezed juice, he saw his brother stuff his head into the soft depression between the two pillows, the quilt was pulled up high, and only a little black hair was visible .

Song Fang leaned over and moved the pillow away little by little.Following his movements, Pei Yijun's face was revealed.

The eyelids were flushed pink, the tips of the ears were also pink, and the lower eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Song Fang opened the curtains.

The torrential rain washed the entire Nancheng thoroughly, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright and warm light streamed into the room, shining on Pei Yijun's face.

The flutter of the eyelashes became more pronounced.

Song Fang kissed directly.

Pei Yijun could no longer pretend to be asleep, so he could only open his eyes, and immediately met two smiling eyes.

He was flustered and short of breath, pretending that the sun was dazzling, and turned his face to the inside, but he didn't look at Song Fang.

Song Xin couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, get up and eat something first, and sleep later if you are tired."

There was a slight rustling sound, and a large bouquet of flowers suddenly appeared in front of Pei Yijun's eyes.The white eustoma and the pink-purple hydrangea are blooming just right, with baby's breath wrapped in yellowed paper, without any extra decorations.

When he wakes up, he can not only see the person he likes, but also receive flowers from the person he likes. Pei Yijun's eyes are like a pool of spring water with melting ice and snow, rippling.The corners of the mouth and the corners of the eyes couldn't be suppressed at all, and the voice was full of joy, "It's so beautiful, thank you."

"I don't understand either." Song Fang is buying flowers for the first time. "The clerk said that the white eustoma and the pink-purple hydrangea both symbolize eternity, loyalty, and sincere and unchanging love."

"There are vases at home, I'll put them up." Pei Yijun likes to grow flowers and plants, and was about to get out of bed when he lifted the quilt, but when he felt cold, he realized that he was wearing nothing but underwear.

Song Fang let out a low laugh, picked up the clean home pants and squatted down in front of the bed, shook them, and stretched them out.

Is this for him to wear?

Pei Yijun likes to wear loose and comfortable clothes at home, and these home pants are no exception.Song Fang was honestly putting on his brother's trouser legs, but seeing the bruises and destructive bruises left by him on the glazed skin as bright as suet and white jade under the sunlight, he couldn't help rubbing it.

His elder brother is clean and beautiful, easy to hug and kiss, so people can't help but want to touch him.

Whatever he does, he cooperates.

Anyway, it will not refuse.

It's almost anything and everything.

It seemed that as long as it was me, I could do anything to him.

For Song Fang, who is young and restless, once colored thoughts appear, it is like a flood that has burst the embankment and is out of control... But his brother is tired.Song Fang quickly kissed Pei Yijun's instep, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"You wash up first, then eat."

Neither eustoma nor hydrangea have a strong aroma, but they are beautiful and pure.Separate a large bouquet of flowers one by one, cut off the excess leaves, and put them in a vase, and the room will instantly become lively.

Song Fang didn't know what kind of dinner was being served, and Pei Yijun was so curious that he went to watch with Chufen and Tachibana Jiro in his arms, and was politely invited out after being kissed several times.

The sound of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen lasted for more than half an hour.

Tomatoes and eggs, shrimp and winter melon soup and a plate of dark meat are served on the table.

It doesn't look very delicious, but it tastes really ordinary.Tomatoes and eggs are sour and have a fishy smell of raw eggs. It should be that the oil was not heated and the eggs were put into the pan.The winter melon soup is clear and light, and it would be better with some pepper.The braised pork is obviously a failure of fried sugar, and it is a bit bitter.

Song Fang took two bites, then went to grab Pei Yijun's chopsticks, "Forget it, let's order takeaway."

Pei Yijun dodged and ate deliciously one after another, and said very flatteringly: "No, as long as it's made by you, I think it's delicious."

Song Fang smiled, who doesn't like to be encouraged and affirmed.

After dinner, Pei Yijun washed the dishes.After Song Fang got the consent, he turned on the computer and boarded "Xian Yuan".Although the name of his game was changed back to "The Lady of the Non-clothed Sheep and Sheep Man", the name is not justified.

He wants to marry Pei Yijun.

The game stipulates that the intimacy of two people who are partners must reach 90.00% or more, so Song Fang dragged the two people's accounts to do tasks to clear dungeons when he had nothing to do.

"Ahhh...um...oh..."

The soul-stirring sound and picture appeared on the screen unexpectedly.

Song Fang: "..."

Looking at the name and size of the folder, Song Fang was pleasantly surprised that his brother turned out to be such a brother!

As soon as Pei Yijun came out of the kitchen, Song Fang hung up the phone without hesitation.Others are happy for seven days on the "Eleventh", but their two-person world is only a short day.

The two huddled together in a hanging chair to watch TV while bathing in the sun.Picking a funny variety show at random, Pei Yijun ate popcorn in Song Fang's arms, and fed one to Song Fang himself.

Song Fang, on the other hand, from an angle he couldn't see, pulled away Zhongfen and Tachibana Jiro who were eager to climb up from time to time.

These two also lost their eyes. The cat climbed the frame without staying, and insisted on running to snatch Pei Yijun from him.

"elder brother."

Pei Yijun licked off the syrup on his fingertips, turned his head sideways, "Huh?"

I have to say, the kid looks really good.Even from the perspective of death from the bottom up, I think it's so handsome.

Song put a low smile and tightened his arms, "I want to watch the teaching video with you."

Pei Yijun: "..."

He lives alone all year round, and the computer does not have a password, and many programs automatically log in when it is turned on.

dying.

Pei Yijun curled up his toes in embarrassment.

Song Fang's voice was full of laughter, "It's really worthy of being a top student, and I will ask Teacher Xiao Pei to give me a lot of advice in the future."

Pei Yijun's face burned from his laughter, "Don't laugh!"

"Okay, don't laugh, don't laugh." Song Fang said seriously, "I'm just a blank sheet of paper. Teacher Xiao Pei can draw whatever he wants, so don't cherish me."

The first time Song Fang called Teacher Xiao Pei was under such circumstances, no matter how he listened, he was so lewd and angry.

A muffled voice came from Song Fang's waist, "Actually, those are some private treasures sent to me by Ruan Yi."

"Oh, Teacher Xiao Pei hasn't seen it before?"

"Yeah, I've seen it too."

Song Fang couldn't help laughing, "Teacher Xiao Pei really loves to learn and knows how to learn, and he can master it as soon as he learns."

Pei Yijun couldn't stand being yelled at by his little teacher Pei, and moved out with both hands, scratching wherever there was an itchy flesh.

As a result, Song Fang was not afraid of itching.

Instead, it was himself. After Song Fang fought back for a while, he shrunk into a shrimp and couldn't breathe from laughing.

The two were laughing and laughing, but no one heard the sound of the door lock.

Papa Pei seems to have just come back from other places, carrying a small suitcase in one hand and several bulging bags with the words "XX Specialty" printed on the bags.

Pei Yijun was taken aback by the sound of the door closing, and when he turned around, he saw his father standing in the entrance, looking at him with a complicated expression.

He froze, "Dad, Dad, why are you here?"

Papa Pei couldn't finish his words, and asked: "Junjun, what are you... doing?"

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