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

Fegelein grabbed Song Ziyan, who also saw Kim Jong Hyuk, who was busy thinking about getting up, and wiped off the body fluid on his tender red lips with his thumb, the voice was still so cold and not warm.

"Including your second WeChat account."

……

On Friday night, Song Ziyan was about to officially start the plot of the online chat.

In the book, after he was deleted, he changed his name and added his brother.The elder brother was so annoyed that he agreed, but never replied to him.

This continued for a few days, and when he harassed too much, my brother directly changed a WeChat account.

Song Ziyan was restless, and the sense of fear towards his brother hadn't dissipated even after a day had passed, especially when his brother found out that "Yan Yan" was him.

Song Ziyan was so worried that he didn't even eat dinner, lying on the bed not knowing what to do.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Song Ziyan had no choice but to discuss it with his brother, saying that this was also a game...

He hesitated for a long time and called his brother.

"Hey."

"...Hi. Brother, are you in the bedroom?"

After that night, Song Ziyan temporarily moved out, feeling afraid and ashamed of his brother.

There is also Kim Jong Hyuk who is obviously stabbed by him again without distinguishing emotions.

He lived in Alex's rented house off campus.

"Not here. What's the matter." Fegelein's flat tone seemed to be back to normal.

"Then, where are you..." Song Ziyan scratched the quilt subconsciously, "I have something to ask you..."

There was silence for a moment.

"Is it convenient to call? I'm at the high-speed rail station."

Song Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, and after asking, he found out that his brother was going to the next province for the two-day holiday on the weekend.

"……what."

He didn't speak, as if he was waiting.

In fact, it is best to say this kind of thing face to face, but there is no other way...

Song Ziyan twitched and said in a low voice, "Brother, I told you, then don't be angry..."

"what."

"...I, I want to play games again..."

After he finished speaking, the line seemed to be disconnected.

Song Ziyan became anxious, and for a long while, he heard his brother's cold voice.

"Julian, I clearly warned you."

Song Ziyan was embarrassed, lowered his head, looked at his pants: ... remember..."

No words were spoken there.

Song Ziyan understood, remember?

But he can't help it...

"elder brother……"

"Julian," Fegelein said coldly, "my brother is not your toy."

Song Ziyan was embarrassed, his nose was sore, his eye circles were red, and he couldn't speak anymore.

I do not know how long it has been.

He rubbed his eyes and tried to hang up the phone.

"Do you have to play?"

Song Ziyan obviously held back, but when he heard this sentence, tears came out.

He quickly raised his arm to wipe it off.

I took a few breaths.When you want to talk, listen to the flight attendant over there to remind you to check the ticket.

next second.

"Contact for specific information."

"Okay, brother, be careful." Song Ziyan cried, his voice was extremely soft.

It seemed that he was crying over there, and he paused.

"Ah."

Song Ziyan sorted out his mood and sent a message to his brother.Already exposed, all I can say is.

It is to use a trumpet to role-play on the Internet.

The elder brother pretended not to know him, and he was going to seduce the elder brother's alumni.

My brother said he would be free in an hour.

Finally got it.

Song Ziyan relaxed, feeling hungry, and ordered a takeaway.

The phone rings.

A video call from Bai Yanqing, asking why he didn't come home.

Song Zi said that he will return tomorrow.

He slapped his face, Bai Yanqing didn't notice that he wasn't in the dormitory, but saw something else.

"What's the matter, have you cried?"

Song Ziyan's skin was delicate, and after a few minutes, there was still a thin layer of red around his eyelids.

"...No." Song Ziyan was awkward.

"Is there anything I don't see. What's the matter?"

Song Ziyan refused to speak.

Bai Yanqing smiled, showing a caring elder: "Yanyan, if you want, you can also tell my uncle what's on your mind like Bai Qirui and the others."

Song Ziyan nodded, indicating that he understood.

The takeout call came in.

You need to swipe your card to enter the elevator, Song Ziyan went downstairs to get takeaway, after eating, it was almost time.

He sends a message.

Yan Yan: Brother, have you arrived at the hotel...

About 2 minutes.

Fegelein: Hmm.let's start.

Song Ziyan did some mental construction again, he had already been exposed, so he had to start all over again.

Words: ...Hi, Fegelein, hello.Are you there?

"how."

The elder brother sent a voice directly, and asked him, an irresistible voice.

"Chat voice."

A voice call pops up on the screen.

Song Ziyan's ears felt hot all of a sudden, which of course does not violate the rules of the plot.

He connected, but got stuck.

"Is it still there? No more hang up."

"Yes, yes..." Song Ziyan said hastily.

"who are you?"

"...Yan, my name is Yan Yan."

"Use your real name." Fegelein said lukewarmly.

"...Okay. I, my name is Julian..." Song Ziyan was inexplicably nervous.

"Julian," Fegelein seemed to taste his name, and then asked quietly, "Alumnus. Which department, what major, what do you want from me?"

"...The Chinese painting major in the Fine Arts Department... looking for you, looking for you..."

Song Ziyan was embarrassed and muttered for a long time, unable to say the words "I want to seduce you."

Then listen to my brother.

"Why, it's so hard to say, are you here to seduce me?"

Song Ziyan blushed immediately.

"is not it?"

Without waiting for his answer.

"It's not deleted."

Song Ziyan hurriedly said, "Yes, yes..."

After he finished speaking, his brother stopped talking. Song Ziyan's face became hot, thinking that he had made a mistake, and was about to call his brother.

"how?"

"...Ah?" Song Ziyan whispered, but didn't understand.

"Said 'yes'. Then?" Fegelein's voice was like frost under the moon, as if he was interrogating, "What did you use to seduce me, and what capital do you have?"

When Song Ziyan heard this, his face was burned like fire, it was unbearably hot.

He was too ashamed to speak, but he was afraid that his brother would wait too long.

So, he made up his mind and sent photos.

Leg photo from that day.

After sending, he turned off the phone.

After a while, I heard my brother mockingly "chuck" in a slightly cool tone.

"Beautiful legs. But pictures, how do I know whose one you used?"

Song Ziyan blushed, and murmured: "...This, this is my own..."

"That's good. Prove it to me."

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