So cute, can't help it

Jia Diyi is a person who loves to enjoy himself, and the hotel he booked is not bad. The bathroom is well decorated, the floor is covered with smooth tiles, and in front of the sink is a huge glass mirror that is as wide as the sink.

The hand sanitizer is neatly placed on the sink, and the faint aroma of the air freshener floats in the bathroom.

Fang Shu looked at the video that was still playing in He Qing's hand, his cheeks became flushed, he staggered his eyes in a panic, and moved his steps to go out.

He Qing grabbed his arm and pulled him in front of him, without taking his eyes off the video: "Where did you see it?"

The video was played backwards from the climax, with interludes. Fang Shu watched it for two or three seconds at the beginning, and then pulled the progress bar all the way back, without remembering where he saw it.

"No, I don't know..."

He Qing raised his eyebrows: "Have you finished reading the previous ones?"

Fang Shu looked away, and said in a low voice, "No, no... I didn't read it."

He Qing didn't know whether to believe it or not, he dragged the video to the end, casually put the phone into his pocket, and hugged the little boy's waist.

Fang Shu moved uncomfortably and emphasized: "I really didn't read it."

He Qing didn't speak, the rough palm wrapped around the little boy's waist slowly slid down the waistline, touched the hem of the little boy's clothes, and slid into the clothes.

Fang Shu's body trembled violently, and he grabbed the clothes in front of He Qing with both hands, and couldn't help but exclaimed "ah".

He Qing lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose: "Do you believe Brother He?"

Fang Shu unconsciously tightened the hand holding He Qing's clothes, and after a while, slowly loosened it.

Standing on tiptoe, Fang Shu climbed onto He Qing's neck with both hands, feeling the tight and muscular muscles under the man's thin clothes, and whispered, "Trust me."

After finishing the words, He Qing picked him up and pressed him against the bathroom door.

Fang Shu's back was pressed against the cold door, and he couldn't help but suffocate slightly. A few seconds of video flashed in front of his eyes frame by frame, and his heartbeat became louder and louder.

The bathroom was quiet, and the lights embedded in the ceiling cast light, illuminating every corner of the bathroom like daylight.

There seemed to be someone passing by outside the bathroom, but there didn't seem to be any. Fang Shu was not sure. He grabbed He Qing's wrist, not knowing whether he wanted to push He Qing away or pull him closer: "Brother He..."

He Qing lowered his eyelids, and let out a "huh" in a deep voice. His natural height advantage allowed him to see every slight change in the little boy in front of him.

There is a small hairpin on the top of the boy's head, and there is an inconspicuous mole on the earlobe of his left ear. The skin of the ear is very thin, and a circle of transparent fine hair around the pinna can be seen clearly, and the earlobe is a little pink.

He Qing's throat rolled, and the tip of his nose pressed against Fang Shu's ear.

Fang Shu shrunk his neck subconsciously, squinted his eyes, and barely grabbed He Qing's cuff: "Ears are not allowed..."

He Qing glanced from the end of his eyes, and kissed him along the contour of his face, resting on his chin.

"Neither the chin..." Fang Shu said softly.

He Qing smiled deeply: "Then where can I kiss?"

Fang Shu opened his lips, the bathroom door was pushed open from the outside, and the sound of two men talking came from the outside sink.

Fang Shu's nerves tensed to the extreme in an instant, he hurriedly let go of He Qing's arm, and blocked his lips with the back of his hand.

"No, I have to take it slow, I won't be able to bear it any longer."

"How much do you drink? I just finished off the only white bottle on the table by myself, not counting the others."

"A bottle of white is worth your attention? It seems that your alcohol capacity is not very good... Why is the sink so low? I almost fell down."

"Don't drink and drink, your legs are weak, you're blind?"

"Fuck you, you think I'm you? I won't be weak after drinking a few more bottles!"

The man complained about why the sink should not be raised higher, and the companions said some words of relief. Fang Shu's knees were weak, so he couldn't hear clearly.

Fang Shu was about to cover his mouth tightly, when He Qing hugged him, kissed him all the way down from his chin, wrapped his Adam's apple in his mouth, and bit him gently.

Fang Shu bit the back of his hand, his eyes widened in an instant, his flexible spine supported the clothes in an arc, showing a thin back that rose and fell with his breathing.

Fang Shu's appearance pleased He Qing, he lowered his head and touched the top of the book's hair with the tip of his nose.

Fang Shu grabbed He Qing's clothes with one hand, trembling all over.

The sound of water flowing outside continued, He Qing hugged the little boy higher, buried his head into the boy's neck, and kissed him slowly.

Fang Shu's eyes were slightly red, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his ears and neck.

His head was dizzy, his eyesight became foggy, his ears and eyes were steaming, and he didn't even know when the sound of water flowing outside stopped.

The bathroom returned to silence, and Fang Shu almost collapsed on the cubicle door.

He Qing took out the paper towel that was placed on the side wall of the cubicle, wiped his hands, and then helped the little boy to wipe it clean.

After wiping it two or three times, the little boy quickly took the paper over: "...I will do it myself."

Fang Shu lowered his head, his thin shoulders were arched, his legs were trembling faintly, and his clothes were wrinkled.

Seeing this, He Qing slid his big hands down his cheeks, pinched his neck lightly, and couldn't help but stepped forward to touch him a few more times.

……

Restaurant box.

Seeing that the dishes on the table had bottomed out, the people at the same table began to play with their mobile phones. He Qing and Fang Shu hadn't returned yet, and Yu Wuwei finally noticed something was wrong.

Are restrooms some kind of lost place that makes one go and never return?

Yu Wuwei scratched his hair and stood up: "I'll go and see what's going on with Xiaoshu and Coach He."

Wang Nan pulled back the chair: "I'll go with you."

It took too long for Fang Shu to go to the bathroom, and Wang Nan couldn't let it go because he was afraid that something might happen to him.

Yu Wuwei waved his hand: "No, I'll go alone, you stay in the box, in case Xiaoshu and Coach He come back, you can send me a message to inform me."

Wang Nan thought about it and found it reasonable, so she sat back in her original seat.

Around nine o'clock, the peak dining period is about to pass, and the guests in the restaurant check out and leave one after another, and the corridors are full of people coming and going.

Yu Wuwei stretched his neck and looked around for a long time but didn't see any familiar faces. He took out his mobile phone, dialed Fang Shu's number, and asked the restaurant waiter for the direction of the bathroom.

The waiter had just told him the location of the bathroom, when a familiar ringtone rang from behind, Yu Wuwei turned around, Fang Shu followed He Qing, and came out from the corner of the corridor.

"If you don't show up again, I will wonder if you were kidnapped." Yu Wuwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he hung up the phone and walked towards Fang Shu: "Only you can go to the bathroom from the beginning of the party to the end of the party." Can do it..."

Yu Wuwei paused: "Who are you fighting with?"

Fang Shu: "?"

Yu Wuwei pointed to Fang Shu's coat: "The clothes are crumpled, as if someone threw them on the ground and stepped on them. If it's not a fight, what is it? Coach He is too."

"..." His clothes were never so wrinkled.

Fang Shu looked at He Qing. In order to avoid the crowd, He Qing stood on the outside of the corridor, sideways, with half of his body hidden in the shadows, his shoulders were illuminated by the corridor lights, and the clothes in front of him were obviously wrinkled.

Thinking of how He Qing's clothes were wrinkled, Fang Shu's heart skipped a beat: "We are here for dinner, who can we fight with?"

Fearing that Yu Wuwei would continue to question, Fang Shu wanted to find a reason to send Yu Wuwei back to the box.

He Qing said: "I'll go down first to call a car, and come down after you pack up."

Fang Shu was stunned for a moment, looking at He Qing's back as he walked away, he always felt that he had overlooked something very important.

……

Coach Chen and his party were also drinking to the end. There were more than [-] coaches, and there were not many coaches left.

Jia Di looked at a group of old men who were drunk and crooked, and rubbed his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "It's a waste to bring you to such a good restaurant."

As soon as Jia Di greeted a few coaches who were not drunk to help, he tried his best to send Coach Chen and his drunks to the car.

"How do you guys want to go back?" Jia Di staggered while hiccupping, "I'll call you a car too?"

He Qing said: "I'll send them back."

Judy's eyes widened: "What should I do?"

He still wanted to go back with He Qing.

He Qing glanced at him: "Go back by yourself."

Jia Diyi: "..."

Jia Di thought of a question: "Is one car not enough?"

He Qing: "Call one more."

The restaurant is located in a place with convenient transportation, and it is easy to take a taxi. After a while, we stopped two empty taxis.

Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan rode together, Fang Shu and He Qing rode together.

Fang Shu hesitated in the passenger seat and the back seat, then walked to the back seat.

Just as he grabbed the handle of the rear door, He Qing put his big hand on the back of his neck and pinched it: "Go and take the passenger seat."

Fang Shu didn't move.

The driver said inexplicably: "The back seat is empty, you can sit there. Since the two of you are together, wouldn't it be a good idea to sit in the back seat?"

He Qing couldn't hear the emotion in his voice: "He gets carsick."

The driver suddenly said: "Oh, if you get motion sickness, it is indeed better to sit in the front passenger seat than in the back seat."

Fang Shu pursed his lips, let go of the door handle, and sat in the passenger seat.

The driver didn't talk much. On the street, the lights were bright, and the light and shadow were thick and colorful across the window.

Fang Shu was dazzled by the dazzle, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and inadvertently glanced at the side mirror from the corner of his eye.

The driver's taxi didn't have interior lights, and the light in the back seat was dim. He Qing sat in the outer seat with his legs crossed.

Half an hour later, the taxi arrived at the gate of NTU.

Dazed, Fang Shu opened the door and got out of the car. After waiting, he didn't hear any sound from the back seat. He raised his head suspiciously, but saw He Qing still sitting in the back seat, as if he didn't intend to get out of the car.

"Brother He?" Fang Shu tilted his head in confusion.

He Qing's expression showed no abnormality: "Go in. Wait for me to pick you up tomorrow morning to practice driving."

Ke San is running the route outside and needs a coach to pick him up. Fang Shu naturally knows this.

That's not what he wanted to ask.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after coming out of the restroom of the restaurant, He Qing gave him a strange feeling.

He's not in the bathroom...

Fang Shu curled his fingers, suddenly blessed to his heart.

Seeing the little boy standing still for a long time, He Qing was about to remind the little boy to go to school, when the little boy walked to the back seat with a blushing face and leaned close to his ear.

"I, I can also make Brother He comfortable."