When Ji Xingchen woke up, he found himself in the arms of Ranfeng.
He clearly remembered that he was not in this position when he slept last night, but when he opened his eyes, he unconsciously fell into Brother Feng's arms.
It's not yet bright outside the window, and Ji Xingchen estimates that it's not even six o'clock yet.
It was still early, but he suddenly lost sleepiness and looked up at Ranfeng slightly.
Brother Feng had a few hours of concert last night, which consumed a lot of physical strength. He must be exhausted.
Sleeping soundly at this time.
If he was alone in the past, Ji Xingchen must have woken up to make breakfast.
But now he didn't dare to move, not even a single extra movement, so he just lay on the bed obediently, for fear that any small movement would wake up Ranfeng.
Leaning on Ranfeng's arms, Ji Xingchen pressed against the other's warm chest, and he could clearly feel his steady heartbeat.
He gently adjusted his breathing until he and Brother Feng's heartbeats had the same frequency.
one two Three…
Ji Xingchen counted each other's heartbeats, and every 999 times, he started to count again.
One morning, he didn't know how many times he counted.
It wasn't until a faint light appeared in the sky that he stopped this slightly silly move.
Everything before was like a sweet dream, until now, listening to the even breathing and heartbeat of the person beside the pillow, he felt very real that he was really with Brother Feng.
Time did not fail him.
The person he likes is still waiting for him.
For some unknown reason, the lyrics of the song Brother Feng sang last night suddenly appeared in my head—
Look up, the sky is full of stars
I want to see you in Liu Ying
I want to remember alone
All buried in the hot summer wind
Ji Xingchen is happy but regretful.
They have missed each other's most precious five years.
In the past five years, Brother Feng, like himself, probably hasn't had a really good life.
Thinking of this, his heart swelled again.
Brother Feng can persevere, it should be more difficult than him.
He can also see Brother Feng through various news, can hear his voice, swipe his photos, and know his movements.
And Brother Feng, he doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead...
So in the past five years, Brother Feng actually just relied on the insignificant memories of the past to support this relationship.
Ji Xingchen's heart rose even more uncomfortable.
Saying it a thousand times or ten thousand times is not as good as five years of hopeless waiting.
The degree to which Brother Feng cherishes this relationship is really not something that can be easily described by two words.
Ji Xingchen felt that his eyes were a bit astringent, so he quietly raised his head, and carefully peeked at the appearance of Ranfeng when he was asleep, just like when he was a student.
His eyes carefully described the appearance that had long been imprinted in his own blood and would never be forgotten.
Brother Feng's eyelashes are still as long and dense as before.
The light at the head of the bed shone softly, casting two light shadows on his face.
The shadow slanted on the bridge of his straight nose, and further down was his slightly pursed lips.
Brother Feng's lips are very light and thin.
But when it comes to kissing, it is domineering.
Ji Xingchen's eyes stayed on Ranfeng's lips and refused to look anywhere else.
Brother Feng's lips are soft and comfortable to kiss.
His heart moved slightly, and now he really wanted to kiss him secretly.
When Ji Xingchen was young, he secretly looked at Ranfeng after falling asleep countless times.
This idea, he moved countless times, but never really dared to try it.
Ji Xingchen's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly he wanted to make his wish many years ago come true today.
Glancing at Ranfeng, making sure he was still asleep, Ji Xingchen raised his head, stretched his neck hard, and approached cautiously.
Slowly, slowly, he held his breath, and finally put a kiss on Ranfeng's lips.
This kiss is very light, like a dragonfly on water, a breeze blowing willows.
Ji Xingchen left almost as soon as they met.
After successfully stealing a kiss, Ji Xingchen was just like a bear who had eaten honey, extremely satisfied and too sweet.
It turns out that stealing someone you like is this feeling.
Excited and joyful.
"Steal kissing me?"
Just when Ji Xingchen was still reminiscing, the voice of Ranfeng came from above his head.
He had just woken up, his voice was lazy, but extraordinarily sexy.
Ji Xingchen raised his eyes and found that Ranfeng was looking at him playfully, with peach blossom eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at those deep and charming eyes so close, Ji Xingchen felt like a little ant crawled through his heart.
"No, my honest dear."
After a sleep, Ji Xingchen, who realized that he always seemed to be bullied by Brother Feng, decided to make himself thicker-skinned.
So he bowed his head, put his lips against Ranfeng's heart and made a bang.
When the eyelashes lightly brushed the dyed maple collarbone, Ji Xingchen said, "I wanted to kiss you like this before."
Ranfeng didn't speak, but Ji Xingchen felt that his breathing was a little heavier than before.
Feeling the change of Brother Feng, Ji Xingchen opened the distance between the two, feeling a little proud.
But before he could be proud for a few seconds, Ranfeng grabbed his wrist.
"Why didn't you take action before? Why do you think I take a nap every day towards you?" Ranfeng looked at Ji Xingchen, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, "If you were willing to kiss me, we have children all over the floor now. Ran."
Last second, Ji Xingchen was still regretting how he was so slow to understand Brother Feng's mind, but the next second Ji Xingchen couldn't help laughing.
Brother Feng really dares to joke about anything.
Ji Xingchen blinked at Ranfeng, and asked him, "How did the two men give birth? You or I?"
"This question..." Ranfeng chuckled and rubbed Ji Xingchen's neck with his chin, and whispered in his ear, "You'll know if you try it. We'll make one now."
Ji Xingchen, who originally thought he had made great progress, blushed in disappointment when he heard the last sentence.
I thought that I was not afraid of being teased by Brother Feng if I had a thick skin.
Or he is too shallow.
When Ranfeng was rubbing against Ji Xingchen's neck, her hair also touched his face.
Looking at Brother Feng's new hair color, Ji Xingchen couldn't help but gently insert his fingers.
Brother Feng's skin is very white, and dyeing this bright silver looks very special.
When he saw the photo yesterday, he really wanted to touch it.
Now it's finally done.
Ji Xingchen felt that Brother Feng's hair felt very comfortable, so he moved his fingers and rubbed it twice.
"Have you touched enough?"
Ranfeng hugged Ji Xingchen's waist and raised her eyebrows slightly at him.
After being asked by Ranfeng, Ji Xingchen suddenly felt that his actions seemed a bit lustful.
He quickly withdrew his fingers, his face a little red.
"enough… "
When Ji Xingchen spoke, he felt his stomach stick to Brother Feng's abdominal muscles.
He suddenly remembered something, and said to Ranfeng again, "But Brother Feng, can I touch your abdominal muscles by the way..."
He has been thinking about Feng Ge's abdominal muscles for a long time.
From the first time I saw it in the video I thought it was so beautiful.
He wanted to touch it last night, but fell asleep...
Ranfeng looked at Ji Xingchen unexpectedly, and didn't seem to understand why the topic suddenly jumped to the abdominal muscles.
In the end, Ji Xingchen nodded at him, and asked him simply and seriously, "Is it alright?"
Being looked at by a lover like this, what can Ranfeng say.
He let go of Ji Xingchen, raised his mouth and smiled at Ji Xingchen, "How do you want to touch?"
Ji Xingchen swallowed his saliva, put his hand into the quilt, and gently placed it on Ranfeng's abdominal muscles.
Brother Feng should have been trained by a professional coach. His muscles are strong and powerful, neatly arranged, and feel very good to the touch.
The palm of his hand almost fascinated across every inch of the texture, and Ji Xingchen's fingertips traced along the mermaid line again.
"Baby..." Ranfeng's palm suddenly grabbed Ji Xingchen's fingertips, and he suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "It's alright."
"Um?"
Ji Xingchen was reluctant to part, and a little bit reluctant to give up.
The surrounding air seems to be getting a little warmer.
Ranfeng's breathing was also out of rhythm, "If you touch it again, something will happen."
Ji Xingchen, a pure-hearted virgin who was still thinking about his abdominal muscles, didn't understand at all.
"What happened?"
He looked up at Ranfeng and saw that his fair neck had turned pink.
Ranfeng took a deep breath, lowered his head and pecked at his forehead, then got up.
"If you touch it again, you will have to help me put out the fire."
After suddenly understanding what it meant, Ji Xingchen stared blankly at Ranfeng who had just got out of bed and was about to go to the toilet.
His eyes couldn't help but fall somewhere.
Ji Xingchen finally realized that he just took Brother Feng...
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