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

Song Ziyan was ashamed, and refused to let him paint it on. He ran directly to the door, looking for his father.

Bai Yanqing couldn't help laughing, put the toilet water on the table, stopped teasing him, and took out the phone from his pocket.

Ten seconds later, Bai Yanqing got up, came to Song Ziyan, and showed him the phone: "Please read our words?"

Song Ziyan looked down and saw that the email was successfully sent, and the recipient was signed by him.

He looked at Bai Yanqing again, and immediately felt awkward.

Bai Yanqing put the phone away, and said with a smile, "What's so awkward about taking advantage of my uncle. If you don't understand something, ask me on WeChat, and go back first?"

Song Ziyan was stunned, and blurted out: "You, what are you really not doing?"

Bai Yanqing smiled, looked out, pulled Song Ziyan aside, and closed the door.

Seeing this, Song Ziyan's heart skipped a beat, and before he could escape, he was pushed by Bai Yanqing.

He leaned his back against the wall.

As during the day, I didn't feel any pain, and there was a hand behind my back.

He looked up.

Bai Yanqing looked at him with a smile.

"..."

Song Ziyan bowed his head, he was really soft on others, he didn't have the cheek to push his uncle.

At this moment, he heard Bai Yanqing ask with a smile.

"Yan Yan, what do you think I will do?"

"……No."

In fact, Bai Yanqing didn't come to ask him to make a deal for a few days, and Bai Yanqing asked him to go to the yard again tonight.

Song Ziyan thought, Uncle Yanqing must have thought about it.

Didn't you tell him last night that you want to use a deal?

He thought it would definitely be used tonight, even in his bedroom with his dad.

After all, his attitude never worked for Bai Yanqing.

".No," Song Ziyan repeated in a low voice, pressing his fingers against his clothes, pushing with no force at all, "Go away..."

Bai Yanqing smiled contentedly, leaned over slightly, and put his lips against Song Ziyan's ear: "Yanyan, if you ask me like this, I will think you are seducing me."

His voice was too low, too magnetic.

Song Ziyan's waist softened uncontrollably, and this time he really pushed him: "...you go. I didn't."

Bai Yanqing laughed softly, instead of retreating, he held his hand instead: "Okay, I know you haven't, I'll leave later."

Hearing what he said, Song Ziyan twitched his hand and let him hold it.

Bai Yanqing stroked his hand, and said with a smile: "It's been a day of dubbing, and I'm actually a bit tired. I gave you the information in person, but I just want to spend time with you. I didn't know that you, a heartless little one, would just drive me away."

".It's you, it's you who always say some indecent things..."

"Otherwise. You don't care about me. Otherwise, how can I attract your attention?"

"...You are talking nonsense."

Bai Yanqing smiled for a while, almost noncommittal: "As for the number of transactions, I need to mention it to you, lest you resist me indiscriminately. There are four left, right?"

Song Ziyan nodded.

Bai Yanqing sighed leisurely: "Four times, it's too little. Judging from the current situation between us, after the four times are used up, I have a slight chance of winning in the end. ——It's so precious, how can you say I'm willing to use it. "

Song Ziyan was startled for a moment, then the alarm bell rang, and he looked up at him.

Those dark blue pure eyes are so beautiful.

Bai Yanqing looked dotingly: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you that doesn't count."

Song Ziyan heaved a sigh of relief.

Bai Yanqing smiled, and continued: "Those four times, or it will come naturally, or you make me angry. I won't use it casually anymore. Do you understand?"

Song Ziyan curled his lips, so that the time would be prolonged, and the Year of the Monkey would end. He was reluctant: "...What do you mean I make you angry."

That being said, since childhood, Bai Yanqing has never been angry with him.

He has never done anything to make his brother-in-law angry.

Bai Yanqing smiled and let go of his hand: "Being angry has another meaning. Of course, I hope there won't be such a day."

-------------- Except for Alex, Song Ziyan's other friends are in Russia and Germany. Before class, he stays at home to write and draw, focusing on his small business.

The information Bai Yanqing gave him was very detailed, and he didn't need to read it to understand it. It basically revolved around the same-sex CP in popular Japanese anime and popular BL novels.

Among them are a few danmei novels that are not suitable for children, that is, the ones that Bai Yanqing dubbed became popular.

Song Ziyan blushed and ignored it.

After two days of comfort, Song Ziyan is about to start the story of Alex again.

This time he was not nervous at all, on the contrary he was very relaxed.

In the book, it was reversed. After he watched a same-sex movie with Alex that day, Alex knew his sexual orientation.

Alex didn't discriminate against him, but comforted him, saying what he said to Alex in reality.

He was so moved that he didn't want to lose this friend.

He decided to give up seducing Alex, and decided to seduce Fegelein and Randall.

Fegelein was in Xinjiang, and Randall was getting angry, so the plan was put on hold for the time being.

Life is too boring, he finds Alex to play, although his nature is hard to change, but it is just a harmless little joke.

……

Ever since Alex had the conversation with Song Ziyan after watching the video that day, when he quieted down alone, he always felt tormented.

While telling himself to cut off the thoughts he shouldn't have, he held Song Ziyan's personal clothes morbidly, imagining Song Ziyan's self-esteem in the bathroom.

Repeatedly, endlessly.

The live broadcast time of Chestnut Live has been set, two days later, on September [-]th.

Before that, he had to find something to do for himself.

-------------- At twelve o'clock at noon, the construction site machines stopped working, Alex took off his gloves, grabbed the clothes on his chest and wiped the sweat on his face.

A familiar worker called him to have dinner together, and after walking a few steps, Alex saw the information on his phone.

The worker just heard the word "something" and saw Alex running away the next second.

When Alex left the construction site, he saw Song Ziyan standing under the fence at a glance.

Song Ziyan also saw him and waved at him.

Alex smiled and trotted over: "Julian, why are you here? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, it's only been a few minutes. I heard from Ivan that you are doing odd jobs here, so let's take a look." Song Ziyan handed him the mineral water in his hand, "Why did you suddenly take this job?"

Alex took the mineral water, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile, "...Maybe it's boring."

In the book, Alex was really bored, so when he passed the talent market, he randomly found a construction-related odd job, doing hard work, and moving bricks.

There are no restaurants near the construction site, only vendors selling packed lunches.

Stop work at twelve o'clock and start work at three o'clock in the afternoon.

There was a three-hour lunch break, and Alex wanted to take Song Ziyan to a restaurant for dinner in a taxi.

Song Ziyan wanted to follow the plot, but said no.

So Alex took Song Ziyan to buy lunch boxes.He was wearing a black vest and blue jeans, and he just came out of the construction site. The sides of his handsome face were covered with sweat, but he didn't look sloppy. Instead, his whole demeanor was full of masculine sex appeal.

The stall owner who bought the boxed lunch was a well-dressed middle-aged woman. She looked at Alex with hunger, touched his arm, praised him for his good figure, and enthusiastically wanted to add Alex on WeChat.

Alex refused in embarrassment, and walked quickly to the construction site with the lunch box after paying.

Song Ziyan couldn't help laughing.

Alex was a little helpless, but when he saw him laugh, he couldn't help laughing too.

Song Ziyan laughed happily: "You seem to have always attracted girls who are older than us." When I was in Russia, this often happened.

"Your figure is really great." Song Ziyan pressed his fingers on his arm.

Alex's skin was numb immediately, and he smiled naturally: "...Is it. But I don't like it."

"I know, you like boys." Alex is Song Ziyan's best friend. The atmosphere was weird that day when he watched the movie, so he didn't ask. Now that the scene was changed, he asked curiously, "Alex, when did you find yourself Do you like boys?"

Alex paused, turning his head to look at him.

The weather in S City this year is not very hot, but the daily average has reached 29°C.

Song Ziyan's skin was delicate and tender. After waiting outside for more than ten minutes, his face was flushed red at this moment, and so were his kissable lips.

Alex's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly had an unspeakable urge: "Actually... I don't like boys, it's just that the person I like happens to be a boy."

Song Ziyan looked at him in surprise, "Wow. Who is it? Do I know him?"

Alex's smile was mixed with a bit of bitterness. After hesitating for a while, he hesitated, and finally said: "You know him. And you are very familiar with him."

Song Ziyan was even more surprised, and reported a few names: "Victor? Yevgeny? Valentin? Vitaly?" Alex shook his head. Finally, Song Ziyan hesitated, and asked in a lower voice, "No Is it Ivan?"

Alex was heartbroken that Song Ziyan didn't think of himself, and felt funny at the same time: "Hey, Julian, how could it be Ivan."

Song Ziyan smiled softly. After thinking about it carefully, there was indeed no magnetic field between them: "Who is that? They are the only friends I know well."

Alex didn't tell him.

Song Ziyan was curious, but he didn't ask further questions, he guessed in his heart.

The construction site usually has a blue board house for the workers to live in, and Alex also has a rest bed for odd jobs.

There are two workers in the dormitory who are having a meal. Seeing them come in, they cast their eyes one after another. Alex greets them with a smile.

Song Ziyan nodded shyly, wrinkled his nose, the dormitory smelled bad, the smell of sweat, rice and shoes mixed together.

Alex moved two plastic chairs to the corridor, and said to him: "Most of them are running around for their livelihood. After working on the construction site for a day, they are so tired that sometimes it is difficult to organize themselves."

Song Ziyan expressed his understanding. He is not a person who does not eat people's fireworks. He took the lunch box handed by Alex: "I heard from Ivan that you slept here last night. There was only a mat on the bed."

Alex was very hungry, and he replied while eating: "Yes. It's not bad to experience it once in a while."

The truth is, he was worried about living in the dormitory, and thinking about Song Ziyan in the middle of the night and doing ridiculous things.

Song Ziyan looked at the boxed lunch in his hand, and after a while, said with a little embarrassment: "Then, I also want to experience it..."

Alex froze for a moment, and looked sideways at him, if he guessed right.

Song Ziyan noticed his gaze, and his cheeks were slightly warm: "... I'll take a rest in your bed at noon, is that okay?"

In the book, he wanted to lie down with Alex and touch two friends to enjoy himself, but Alex didn't sleep.

His mind was lost.

Therefore, Song Ziyan was not nervous about the plot this time. The only thing he was a little bit shy about was the little thing that happened later.

Alex slowed down when he was eating. To be honest, it was a good thing. He was eager to get a chance to get close to Julian, but in his current state where Julian looked or moved like a wild dog in heat, it was too dangerous Yes, he can't agree.

However, what he thought was different from what he did, Alex replied: "Okay."

Song Ziyan smiled shyly, gave him the chicken legs in the lunch box, and joked: "Here for you. Bed expenses."

Alex responded with a half-truth and half-fake joke: "Oh, God, it is my honor that the Son of God has come to my bed, and I am willing to serve him sincerely."

"Hello, Alex." Song Ziyan said bluntly.

"Okay, let's eat quickly. Taste how it tastes. My feeling is that it's not bad. I seem to have a Chinese stomach."

Song Ziyan took a bite and nodded without being picky: "It's delicious." The two chatted while eating, Song Ziyan couldn't hold back the gossip, and asked him again who he liked.He is so curious.

Alex still didn't say anything.

Song Ziyan asked him to give a hint: "For example, the initials of the name, hair color, preferences. I will guess."

Alex was not so much tortured by him, but more selfish to let Song Ziyan know, he did not rush to answer Song Ziyan's question, but tentatively asked: "Julian, do you think... would it be possible for you to be with someone of the same sex? Together? No, maybe it should be said, if you like the same sex, what would you like?"

Song Ziyan didn't think too much, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know. I don't have a favorite type either. If I have to say it, I like gentle people." Inexplicably, Song Ziyan thought of Senior Brother, and his heart beat instantly faster.Just that one moment.

Alex was thinking that he didn't seem gentle, but Julian said that he didn't have a favorite type. "So, you don't reject the same sex?" Alex asked.

"Yes." Even though he experienced the shadow of Uncle Yanqing, Song Ziyan did not deny it, he did not reject it.The system forcibly let him go through the plot.

Alex's chest throbbed when he heard that, he might have a chance.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart: "I can tell you the characteristics of boys I like. He..." Alex was a little nervous. He wanted to say that he was beautiful, but it was too obvious. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a small mole at the end of Song Ziyan's left eye, and turned to Said, "He left... No, he has a small mole on his face."

Song Ziyan was discouraged all of a sudden. Who would pay attention to whether a friend has a mole on his face? It's still small: "It must be one of Victor and the others."

Alex smiled when he heard this answer, but didn't speak.

After the two finished eating, Alex went to throw away the lunch box, and then took a change of clothes to take a shower.

Song Ziyan waited for him in the dormitory. There are six bunk beds in this dormitory, and the workers are old and young.

Someone approached Song Ziyan, but Song Ziyan didn't have strong social skills, so he replied shyly.The worker on the opposite bed bought a few catties of peaches and shared them with everyone. Song Ziyan took two with both hands and said thank you.The other one is for Alex.

……

There was no hot water in the shower at noon, but that wasn't a problem and he didn't need it.

Alex took a cold shower, but it didn't quench the heat in his heart. He thought he was getting too much. The last time he slept with Song Ziyan, he didn't do anything, but this time he really couldn't guarantee it.

The situation was so bad that Alex had to wash the dirty clothes he had replaced, and when he returned to the dormitory with the bucket, the workers had worked all morning and almost fell asleep.

Song Ziyan was lying on his bed, with his delicate and lovely feet up, playing with his mobile phone.

This scene made people feel at ease in their hearts. Alex lingered on his feet for a while, walked over, and took the clothes hanger borrowed by three workers from the rope beside the bed.

Song Ziyan heard the movement, looked back, saw that it was him, and sat up.

Alex smiled, worried about waking up the workers, and said in a low voice, "I'll hang the clothes first."

Alex finished drying his clothes in the corridor, put the drying rack by the door, and put the bucket under the bed. He looked at Song Ziyan, smiled naturally, and then sat by the bed.

He was still thinking about whether to go to bed|sleep, suddenly, he felt the clothes on the back of his waist being lifted up, the skin felt warm, and a foot stepped on his waist.

Alex froze.

After the task was completed, Song Ziyan blushed and hurriedly put his feet down: "...Alex, you have been tired all morning, go to bed and sleep."

He pretended to call Alex like that. ——In the book, it is because of him that Alex doesn't sleep.

"Oh, by the way, there's a peach over there. The brother across the street gave it to me." Song Ziyan pointed to the peach hanging in a plastic bag at the end of the bed.

Alex glanced at it, took a breath, and said with a smile: "...Okay. I'll eat later."

After Alex finished speaking, the roots of his ears turned red, and he took off his shoes, obviously going to bed.

Song Ziyan was stunned for a moment, his ears gradually turned red, he went in a little bit, and then lifted the quilt to lie down.

A few seconds later, the wooden mattress sank under the weight, and the iron bed frame creaked.

The top of the bed was one meter longer, enough for the two of them to sleep, but it wasn't spacious.

Song Ziyan felt that there was nothing behind him, so he turned his head to see that Alex was lying upright, showing him a normal smile.

Song Ziyan was inexplicably a little shy, and whispered, "You, you sleep in a little..."

"No, that's fine." Alex said with a smile.

Song Ziyan propped up his arms and looked out. Alex's body was hanging by a third outside. He lay down again and said shyly, "It doesn't matter if you touch your body when you sleep in. I won't dislike you."

He thought it was because of Alex's sexual orientation.

Song Ziyan is wearing a white shirt today, the neckline is not a regular collar, but a cross collar.Maybe it was because of lying on his stomach just now, and he loosened a button.

Alex's mind was full of the pink and white scenery he saw just now, his Adam's apple rolled, but he still didn't agree.

Song Ziyan grabbed his clothes and pulled them inside.

He's here to play, and Alex has to go to work on the construction site in the afternoon, so he can't disturb Alex's rest.

Seeing this, Alex had no choice but to lie down completely, and the two of them were arm to arm, and legs to legs.

Song Ziyan wears long clothes and trousers, and Alex is a friend, so he has no real feelings, so he is only a little uncomfortable.

It was still too crowded for the two of them lying on their backs, so he turned his back to Alex: ".Alex, I'm sleeping."

Alex was left alone in the dark with numb hands and feet and trembling heart.

"Okay." Alex squeezed the word out of his throat.

It took Alex a long time to calm down, so he simply gave up and allowed his evil thoughts to grow wildly.

About 20 minutes later, Alex raised his body slightly. Song Ziyan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Only after Alex lay down did he dare to move his body, turning over to face Song Ziyan.

Alex looked at Song Ziyan obsessively. After a while, he slowly moved closer and pressed against Song Ziyan's back. He was so excited that he trembled uncontrollably.

And he thought he was asleep, but because the bed was so hard, Song Ziyan, who couldn't sleep, immediately opened his eyes, and the next moment, he blushed.

Except there was an arm around his waist.Also, touching his legs cannot be ignored.

What happened to Alex?Is he dreaming?

Song Ziyan gently pushed Alex with his backhand.

Alex paused, his mind running fast, between leaving or pretending to sleep, he chose to pretend to sleep.Even boldly, he completely embraced Song Ziyan.

Song Ziyan struggled a little, but to no avail, Alex hugged him tightly.

He didn't want to wake Alex up, he knew that working on the construction site was very tiring, and lack of sleep was also prone to accidents.

Even though he was shy and uncomfortable, Song Ziyan had no choice but to let it go, but the leg was very uncomfortable and hot.

And where he couldn't see it, Alex smiled enviously, restraining himself from doing anything else.In fact, holding Julian like this, he was enough.

……

When Song Ziyan woke up, there was no one in the dormitory. He rubbed his eyes and took a look at his phone.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the sound of machines operating outside hummed continuously.

There was a message from Alex on the phone, saying he was off to work.

Song Ziyan sat up and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He touched the back of his leg with his hand.

The pants are wet.

Song Ziyan was surprised. Seeing that there was no one in the dormitory, he half took it off to look, and it was about half the width of his palm wet.

He lowered his head and sniffed, but there was no smell.

Is it sweat?But this location, this area, cannot be Khan.

Song Ziyan froze for a moment, thinking of a possibility, his face turned red instantly.

The author has something to say: revised again.

The next chapter is stuck, after much deliberation, this development is better (cover your face or the development will not be able to catch up later)