I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

Song Ziyan will go through two plots today, it can't be said that it is compared with the past.

After self-examination in the book, he really restrained himself, and he wanted to seduce Alex in the right way.

The two plots are similar to the last time, Alex was invited to be a mannequin, and his purpose was purely to appreciate Alex's manly and strong body|body.

The second is to watch same-sex movies with Alex, a straight boyfriend, to hint at his sexuality.

Song Ziyan took Alex to wander around the house for more than 20 minutes, and the unnatural feeling when they met each other dissipated a lot, but after Song Ziyan said that they went back, it meant that something was about to start, and it came up again.

Song Ziyan opened the studio door, and the room was dark, with dark red curtains hung on the entire floor-to-ceiling windows.

When Song Ziyan approached, he only stretched a little, about half the width of an arm.

Song Ziyan pays more attention to the feeling brought by the environment when painting. Even though it is a plot, he still wants to do it well.

He went to adjust the angle of the sofa again, Alex gestured to help, and Song Ziyan had already adjusted it.

So Alex stays where he is, clasping his hands, telling himself to take it easy, but it doesn't help.His six-foot-three stature and strength were useless at this moment.

At this time Song Ziyan raised his head, his face was like the pomegranate juice drink he had just had, beautiful light pink.

Song Ziyan stood behind the sofa, patted the back of the sofa, and whispered, "Alex, sit here."

Alex smiled, walked over, stood up immediately after sitting down, and met Song Ziyan's eyes.

Alex cleared his throat and pretended to be relaxed, "...ah, I forgot to take off my clothes."

Song Ziyan's face was slightly hot, and he almost forgot, before Alex was about to take off, he asked softly, "Do you want me to help you?"

In the book, his heart is not dead, and when he encounters such a scene, he will naturally ask a question.

In the book, Alex felt baffled and refused.

However, here, Alex actually heard clearly, but he asked in a daze, "...what?"

Song Ziyan's face was still hot, thinking that Alex was not playing cards according to common sense, he pressed his fingers on the sofa: "I said...do you want me to take it off for you?"

Alex's heart seemed to be tightly held and then loosened, and then it beat wildly.

Song Ziyan didn't hear Alex's answer, and suddenly realized that his words were wrong. He felt that his brain had become stupid. After entering the studio, his reaction was always half a beat behind.

Song Ziyan hurriedly added: "What I mean is, in my eyes, you are equivalent to a work of art, so, there will be an urge to contact you from the beginning to the end, from reality to the work... Yes, that's it .Well, Alex, you should understand, right?"

"I..." Alex said, and found that his voice was trembling, he cleared his throat to cover up, and said with a smile, "Of course I understand. Besides, we're still friends, aren't we. So, huh...you come on. "

Song Ziyan stopped pressing his finger on the sofa, and he was stunned for a while.When walking around from the sofa to Alex, Song Ziyan hoped that Alex would not agree to every request he asked.

Having said that, it would be strange for him not to do it: "...you are too tall."

"Huh? Oh, good." Alex sat down, fisting his hands on his knees.

Song Ziyan blushed and had no choice but to bend over.

As he approached, the faint sweet and fruity scent of his body permeated Alex's nose.

Alex couldn't help tensing his body, trying to hold his breath, but he couldn't bear it. He wanted to smell Song Ziyan's scent.

T-shirt, Song Ziyan pinched the hem of his waist with his fingers: "Raise, raise your hand." Alex did as he did, the honey-colored ears were already tinged with red, and he felt it, and when he raised his hand, he brushed off the slightly curly blond hair that brushed behind his ears , cover the ears.

Song Ziyan helped him take off his T-shirt. His strong and sturdy body gave the visual impression of a brave adult male Siberian tiger.

Song Ziyan's embarrassment faded a little. The last time it happened too badly, he didn't pay attention to Alex's body at all, and Alex was never naked in front of him when he was not bound to the system.

At this moment, Song Ziyan was positive and intuitive, and he sincerely admired and praised: "Alex, you have a great figure."

Alex's heart and ears were burned by Song Ziyan's hot words. He wanted to say that you have a great figure, your waist is so thin, and your flesh is soft at first glance. He likes you so much, and he really wants to hug you.

Of course, it was impossible for Alex to say this, so he chose not to say it, and stood up under Song Ziyan's signal.

Then, both fell silent.

Alex wears blue jeans with a brown belt.Generally speaking, taking off the belt is an extremely intimate act, and only couples will do it. Of course, two grown boys know what this act means.

Song Ziyan couldn't stand it anymore, it wasn't a plot anyway, so he blushed and said, "You, you can figure it out yourself, I have to prepare the painting tools..."

Alex said yes, even if Song Ziyan didn't say anything, he still had to say that he was coming, otherwise he was really worried that he would be tough.This is no longer within the scope of honor.

Alex was the same as last time, with only a pair of underwear left on his body. When he and Song Ziyan looked at each other, they looked away unnaturally.

Song Ziyan asked him to relax and sit as comfortable as possible, and then covered his legs with a white cloth, making it artistically.

Alex watched him become serious, and an adoring smile appeared on his handsome face.

Song Ziyan returned to the easel. From his position, there was a line of dark red curtains in the middle of the two sides, and a white beam of light poured out on the top of Alex, who was sitting with his back to the light.

This is naturally a painting, time is limited, Song Ziyan will definitely not be able to finish it, so he took out his phone and took a photo for Alex.

When Song Ziyan was painting, Alex looked at him, and God, he didn't have to worry about how he looked at this time.

Song Ziyan knew that being a mannequin in the studio was boring, after drawing each part of the figure, he caught a glimpse of the candy on the small table next to him, it was the Q version of the candy Kim Jong Hyuk begged him to forgive on the plane.

He had eaten one, and there were four left.

Song Ziyan felt that he had forgotten something, so let it be if he couldn't remember it, so he opened one and ate it, and gave another to Alex.

Alex could move his hand, took it, and was surprised when he saw it: "Julian, you have done so well?"

Song Ziyan was taken aback, but now he remembered that when he tried to make this candy for Jin Caiying, he first used his own image, which Alex had seen when he came to play at his house.

Song Ziyan was vague, and went back to the easel. After continuing to draw for a while, he wanted to go to the bathroom, so he stuck the unfinished candy in the appropriate gap of the easel.

Song Ziyan talked to Alex and went out.

And Alex looked at the translucent candy on the easel, and his Adam's apple rolled.

His sick, wild-dog secret, dirty side seemed to be surfacing again.

Alex warned himself no, stop being a patient.

but.

Alex clenched his fist, stood up suddenly from the sofa, walked to the easel in a few steps, took the candy that Song Ziyan had eaten, and put it in his mouth.

oh god.so sweet.

Every cell in Alex is trembling, this is what Julian has eaten, imprinted with his other sweet smell that is different from sugar.

Alex fanatically and devoutly sucking|sucking the candy, before Song Ziyan came back, he returned to the sofa.

After Song Ziyan came back, while eating, he kept calm and said that Song Ziyan's candy was not stuck properly and fell out.

He couldn't be rescued, so he was thrown into the trash can.

The author has something to say: LOL, Alex and Kim Jong Hyuk, two people have cakes!

Trash can: innocent.JPG