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

In the century-old school of S University, the dormitories for international students are newly built in recent years.

There are still a few old sycamore trees outside the window.

On the eighth floor, you can pluck a thick green leaf just by reaching out.

Trees always attract mosquitoes.

The window was not closed, and gray moths fluttered into the bedroom through the light from the window.

Song Ziyan meant to hide, so he took a few pieces of paper to catch the moths perched on the wall.

It took him a while before he caught it.

Throw it in the trash.

look up.

Fegelein glanced at him blankly, and picked up the closed book.

Song Ziyan blushed slightly.

He didn't think much about it, his brother's conversation just now obviously saw through his mind.

He only thought that his brother deliberately wrote such a request.

is to punish him.

Let him quit again.

Song Ziyan squeezed his fingers and walked slowly towards his brother.Brother looked at him.

He bowed his head.

He heard the sound of books being placed on the table.

He heard the sound of a chair being moved back.

Song Ziyan blushed, and when he got close, he was too embarrassed to sit on his brother's lap.

At this time, his arm was held by Fegelein and pulled.

Song Ziyan sat on his lap.

Song Ziyan blushed deeply.

Not finished yet.

Fegelein wrapped his arms around his waist, Song Ziyan was led back a few centimeters like a child, and sat firmly on his brother's lap.

Song Ziyan's ears also turned red.

"Continue." Fegelein said with a cool voice.

Song Ziyan brought the cup over, took out a note from it, and opened it to read.

[Küss Julian. ] This is not written by him either...

Song Ziyan's face and ears were blushing, and he heard Fegelein ask calmly.

"Where do you want me to kiss you?"

Song Ziyan gripped the note tightly and listened again.

"Or just me?"

".elder brother……"

Song Ziyan was so ashamed that he suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Make a decision." Fegelein took the note in his hand, flattened the folds, and put it on the table.

Song Ziyan looked at the paper and scratched his palm with his nails.

"Any, whatever..."

In a very low voice, he added without confidence: "You can't be too close..."

Fegelein chuckled.

Song Ziyan was slightly embarrassed, so he could only shout softly: "Brother..."

"Call me what?"

Song Ziyan's neck was covered by a slightly cool hand, and then gently rubbed.

Very strange.

Song Ziyan felt a numbness, and struggled weakly: "Brother..."

"What are you calling me?" Fegelein repeated.

". Fei..."

"Call me by my full name."

The warm breath melted on the back of Song Ziyan's neck.

Song Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and a layer of pink appeared on that piece of skin.

"...Fei, Fegelein."

After the words fell, the hand rubbing his neck moved away.

The back of the neck was cold for a second, and it was obvious that he had been kissed.

Song Ziyan's body temperature rose instantly, and he was so ashamed that he suddenly couldn't sit still.

"Okay." Fegelein straightened up.

It's time for Song Ziyan.

[Küss Fegelein. ] Why is this again...

Song Ziyan realized that he was reaping the consequences of his own life, and had the urge to use a pen to change it.

"Where to kiss. It's up to you," Fegelein said.

"Then, kiss, kiss the clothes..."

When he finished speaking, there was no answer.

Looking back, Fegelein looked at him with "Are you kidding me?"

Song Ziyan's face was hot, and he whispered: "Dear, carry it with your own hands..."

Fegelein said calmly: "Julian, what's wrong with you, don't you want to play with me?"

The implication is that I gave you a chance, why not?

Song Ziyan was suddenly embarrassed, lowered his head, and pinched his fingers silently.

half an hour.

Fegelein's calm and cool voice said: "Küssmichaufdiewange (kiss my cheek)." Song Ziyan felt guilty at first, and he was quite obedient when asked like that by his brother.

He wanted to stand up.

Put a hand on his waist and imprison him.

"that's it."

Song Ziyan was embarrassed. Fegelein was half a head taller than him, but he sat on the opponent's lap.

Flat.

So, Song Ziyan turned sideways, approached his brother, and asked in a voice like a mosquito.

"Don't look at me."

"This is your own business." Fegelein was indifferent.

After hearing this, Song Ziyan had no choice but to cover Fegelein's eyes with his hands, and then.

Kissed him lightly on the cheek.

His eyes, covered with the palm of his hand, seemed to move.

The night is getting darker.

The wind picked up outside the window, and the leaves rustled.

The hand on his waist was never removed, and Song Ziyan couldn't sit upright again.

He just sat sideways like that.

Occasionally, when I move, I can smell the cold mint fragrance soaked in the snowy night on my brother.

It's time for Fegelein to smoke.

Open, a blank note.

Song Ziyan froze and looked at his brother.

Fegelein's face remained calm, and the note was placed on the table: "It's your turn."

Song Ziyan nodded, and he got the mediocre paper he wrote.

The next few times, it was like this.

There are a few blanks in the middle.

Song Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and sneaked a glance at his brother.His brother let him go anyway.

There are two left in the cup.

Song Ziyan took out one of them, opened it, and finally came to his task.

[Song Ziyan pours the wine into Fegelein's hand and licks it away. ] Fegelein glanced at it and said indifferently: "What you want to play is really special enough."

Song Ziyan's face was flushed.

He didn't speak, looking at the light and shadow of various objects on the floor illuminated by the light.

He knew his brother meant something.

He also poured wine on his brother once in Munich before school started.

Fegelein didn't have much to say. He reached out and brought him his glass of Radler.

Drink a sip.

Song Ziyan felt his hot waist lighten, and then watched his brother put his index and middle fingers into the wine glass.

Give it a stir.take out.out to his mouth.

Song Ziyan was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, his face turned red instantly.

Subconsciously, he wanted to open his mouth and call his brother.

Lips touched fingers.

Song Ziyan flinched, shut his mouth again, and turned his head to look at Fegelein.

Fegelein glanced at him lightly, and put the wine glass back on the table with the other hand.

"how?"

Song Ziyan was ashamed and shook his head.Lips touched fingers again.

He couldn't help hiding his head back.

"What?" Fegelein said again.

"No, no..."

The finger carrying the liquor chased up and pressed his lips lightly.Furui's calm tone.

"Haven't you started yet?"

Song Ziyan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was so red with embarrassment that he couldn't speak a word.

For a long time.

He grabbed his brother's wrist: "don't look at..."

He wanted to cover his brother's eyes.

Fegelein turned his head away, obviously, he wanted to watch.

Song Ziyan flinched, and couldn't care less about it, so he could finish it sooner and be freed sooner.

He blushed and lowered his head.

If a small animal drinks water, lick it lightly on the finger of Figelein.

After doing this a few times.

Blushing, she put her fingers in her mouth.

In the book, he succeeded in doing so, and Fegelein looked at him coldly.

He just backed away.

Two or three seconds.

Mission accomplished.

Song Ziyan didn't dare to look at his brother, but when he grabbed his brother's wrist and pulled him back.

It was not found.

Song Ziyan looked at him in a daze.

The elder brother also looked at him, those dark green eyes were a little incomprehensibly deep.

For a while, Fegelein looked away.

He took out his finger and glanced at Kim Jong Hyuk who was standing at the door at some point.

He wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and said to Song Zi coldly.

"Julian. You better not mess with me again."

The author has something to say: If you come again, I will fuck you! (Gootou PS Congratulations to Kim Jong-hyuk for getting a resentment card