Xia Zhiye used to think that Song Yan was soft everywhere except for a mouth, but now he knows that even Song Yan's mouth is soft.
Still unbelievably soft.
Slightly cool, very thin, with the sweet taste of the first-ripe peaches, a light bite, the juice is overflowing, and people can't help but want to take another bite, to taste how sweet the deepest and softest place can be.
It was also the first time for Song Yan to appreciate how good the lung capacity of a long-distance running champion is, and how strong a boy of this age is.
There is almost no room for parrying, and he can only feel the strong sense of aggression in the form of hormones on the opponent, and then retreat steadily.
It wasn't until the end that I couldn't breathe anymore that I grabbed a slight gap and turned my head: "Xia Zhiye, you're not finished, are you?"
Very fierce words, but the voice fell weakly, and there was a little hoarse panting, which sounded very intimidating. The dark eyes also seemed to be fogged up, and the pale lip color now set off the coldness. His white skin was rosy red.
Xia Zhiye hugged his waist with one hand, and gently twisted his slightly hot ear tips with the other hand, his throat moved slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Kiss again."
Xia Zhiye's slap is afraid that he will kiss until dawn.
Moreover, boys of this age are like dry sticks, not to mention lighting a fire, even if two sticks of dry sticks are touched, a fire will come out.
Song Yan didn't realize that this rascal Xia Zhiye could be Liu Xiahui, nor did he feel that he was a man with insufficient physiological functions, and if he continued to kiss, it would be absolutely impossible to stop tonight.
So he pushed Xia Zhiye away with a cold face: "I want to kiss you and yourself, I have to go to class tomorrow morning."
The tone was cold and mocking, but the ears were red and hot, and the dodging eyes also betrayed the guilt in his heart.
Xia Zhiye chuckled softly, "You mean you can wait until the weekend?"
"..."
Can be a big head ghost.
Song Yanguang made up his mind, and the blood rushed to his head in an instant, pushing Xia Zhiye away with all his strength, "Get up!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the house, aggressively, without looking back.
As a result, when he got to the gate of the courtyard, he found that the gate was not open, so he could only turn his head and give Xia Zhiye a vicious look, trying to maintain his dignity as a decent person.
It's just horrible.
Xia Zhiye couldn't help smiling cutely in his heart, then bent over to pick up the umbrella, swayed slowly, but didn't open the door, just stood in front of Song Yan, looked at him with a downcast smile: "Stretch your hand."
"?"
"There are surprises."
"??"
Hearing these three words, Song Yan immediately looked at him suspiciously and vigilantly.
Xia Zhiye smiled softly and mysteriously: "You'll know when you reach out, this time it's really a good thing."
"..."
Song Yan, who had been deceived many times, still stretched out his hand suspiciously.
Xia Zhiye's palm also covered his palm, and then something cold fell onto his palm, like metal, with a familiar shape.
When I retracted my hand, I found that it was indeed a key.
Song Yan looked up at Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye shook another identical key in his hand: "One for you, one for me, this will be our home from now on."
If a person is willing to hand over the key of his home to another person, it is enough to show the trust and importance to this intimate relationship.
But the word home is a bit too heavy and formal for Song Yan. He likes Xia Zhiye and trusts Xia Zhiye, but he doesn't think he is ready to truly welcome a family.
He pursed his lower lip slightly, and finally handed back the key: "I can't take it yet."
It's not that I don't want it, but I can't.
Xia Zhiye seemed to see through Song Yan's worries, and immediately recovered that sloppy rogue smile: "That's not okay, after I tell you, I will support you, then you have to have what I have."
After speaking, he grabbed Song Yan's hand and opened the door with the key: "Look, you have already used this key, and it is no longer innocent, so you must be responsible for it, and it will be yours from now on."
"??"
Song Yan has seen the logic of robbers, but not such a logic of robbers.
Before he had time to refute, he was coaxed back to the house by Xia Zhiye: "Okay, put the key away, just treat it as a spare key for me, and return it to me if you don't want it in the future."
"But… "
"It's nothing to worry about, go to the house first, otherwise the wind will be so strong, our tired princess will catch a cold again."
"..."
Nasty princess!
When Song Yan heard these words, he forgot the topic just now, picked up the pillow on the sofa next to him and threw it at Xia Zhiye, "Xia Zhiye, do you want to be beaten!"
Xia Zhiye smiled and caught it: "Just let me give you another kiss before you get beaten. After all, peony flowers are also flirtatious even if they die as ghosts, and our hated princess is at least a top-quality peony. I don't lose."
"... Xia Zhiye!"
What kind of old rascal are you!
Song Yan completely forgot about the topic of handing over the keys just now, the blood of embarrassment and anger rushed to his head, he swung his hard fist and beat Xia Zhiye, and Xia Zhiye let him beat him without pain while laughing He said, while taking the opportunity to cuddle and hug, take advantage of it.
So after the beating was over, one vented his shame and anger, and rode on Xia Zhiye to calm down his anger. The other lay on the bed, with one hand resting on the back of his head, and the other protecting him from falling, with a face full of satisfaction. expression.
However, the one who had finished beating someone still felt a little embarrassed after he calmed down, and asked with a stern face, "Did I hit hard just now?"
And someone who was not hurt from the beginning to the end made a generous look of "I'm in pain but I don't want to say it": "It's okay, it's okay."
"..."
Song Yan suddenly felt that his temper was too bad compared to Xia Zhiye's, so he pursed his lips and said a few words forcefully, "I will pay attention to it in the future."
Every time Song Yan put on my most ruthless appearance in front of the most deceitful little fool, Xia Zhiye would feel from the bottom of his heart that he was really not a person.
But dare next time.
Because Song Yan is so cute.
Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing and said: "It's okay, don't pay attention, anyway, I'm raking my ears."
"?" Song Yan didn't understand, "What does this have to do with raking ears?"
Xia Zhiye: "..."
It was only then that he remembered that in his explanation to Song Yan, "scraping ears" meant running the train with his mouth full.
So after a brief silence, he decided to retreat tactically, grabbed Song Yan's waist, hugged him off his body, put him beside him, and covered him with the quilt: "I'll take a shower first."
After speaking, he quickly slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind him.
Song Yan in the quilt was left: "???"
What is Xia Zhiye running
When things go wrong, there must be demons, and there must be fraud.
Song Yan had a bad premonition, sat up vigilantly, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to Baidu what the word meant.
As a result, when unlocking the screen of the phone, the interface just stayed on the WeChat Moments, and the fingertips flicked inertially, and when the Moments were refreshed, the fingertips suddenly stopped.
The latest from Moments.
[Autumn]: Happy Christmas Eve
[Picture]: An exquisitely packaged Ping An fruit, a pair of cashmere gloves embroidered with pink hearts, and a greeting card with the words: Happy Christmas Eve, brother!
[Signed]: Little milkberry *^o^*
Seeing this familiar tone called brother, then seeing the inscription of this little milkberry, then thinking that Shang Huai seems to have transferred Shen Jiayan's playlist to Zhou Ziqiu, and then thinking of Ruan Tian talking about Zhou Ziqiu when he was eating hot pot tonight Autumn performance.
An immature but terrifying thought appeared in Song Yan's mind.
Sure enough, refresh again.
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: As long as my brother likes it! Chirp!
Chirp, mi.
Song Yan suddenly felt a pain in the head.
Taking a deep breath, he forcibly took a screenshot and saved it calmly, opened the world to sweet little milkberry's pink and tender profile picture, sent it over, and asked: [What's going on? ]
Opposite seconds back.
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: It's nothing, just seeing how hard he took me to rank, I sent him some gifts on Christmas Eve
[YAN]: Not online dating
[The Sweetest Milkberry in the World]:? ?
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: Song Yan! what are you saying! Don't tarnish my innocence! I'm still an innocent little virgin, okay? !
The shock can be felt through the screen.
Shen Jiayan is a person who is not good at lying, judging by his reaction, he should not be dating online.
Song Yan felt that he might be thinking too much, but when he thought about Zhou Ziqiu's behavior when he was eating hot pot at night, he felt that something was really wrong.
Nowhere is right.
And forget about the others, Shen Jiayan was his only friend besides Xia Zhiye since he was a child, and his brain is not particularly good, so he has to take care of some things.
So I switched back to Moments and was thinking about how to make a comment when I realized that there were two more comments.
[Not allowed to come to Japan for a long time]: Oh, brother Qiu has a girlfriend
[Autumn] Reply: Well
Song Yan: "..."
Ok… ? !
With a cold face, Song Yan took another screenshot and sent it to Shen Jiayan: [See for yourself]
The moment Shen Jiayan saw the screenshot, he was also stunned.
[The Sweetest Milkberry in the World]:? ! Fuck, when did I become his girlfriend? !
Song Yan resisted the urge to knock his elm head open, and moved his fingers quickly.
[YAN]: Think about it for yourself, have you ever done other things that would make him misunderstand besides calling your brother and giving gifts.
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: I think about it
[The world's sweetest little milkberry]: Oh, isn't today Christmas Eve, there is an online game event, I have nothing to do, so I went to buy 999 limited edition festival fireworks for him to watch.
Song Yan also knew about the online game Shen Jiayan was playing, that the price of such a set of fireworks would definitely not be cheap, and it was usually a common method used by male players to show love to female players.
So he slowly typed a question mark.
Shen Jiayan quickly explained: [But it was to thank him for bringing me to the top ten in the arena! ]
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: Oh, and, every time a couple skin is released, I will give it to him. Does he think too much? But I just want to hear the special voice...
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: Sometimes I am too stupid, and I will give him some milk tea and sing and sing to make him happy, but that is because I am afraid that he will not take me to the top if he is angry. Others are like There is nothing left.
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: Anyway, he doesn't talk much, and his temper is not as good as Shang Huai's. He usually sings and acts coquettish and cute in order to make him happy, otherwise he will get angry at every turn. Already refunded the bill,
Looking at the long list of messages, I thought back to the sweet "brother" I heard through the voice changer that day. Whether it was the person involved or not, I wanted to scold him for natural scum.
How could I have a child like this.
Song Yan closed her eyes, and after silently reading "Shen Jiayan's brain is not good, don't bother with him" ten times, he sent it with a cold face: [Let me ask you, if a girl treats you so coquettishly and romantically every day, she will give you a gift on Christmas Eve] What do you think of your pink heart gloves? ]
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: She loves me so much
[YAN]: So.
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: But I am a man! Zhou Ziqiu is also a man! This is different!
[YAN]: Does he know you are a man
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: ... Damn it! Careless!
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: Then what should I do! Disgusting! He won't really fall in love with me!
Song Yan didn't even think about it: [Tell the truth]
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: No way!
[YAN]:
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: Let me ask you, if you were Zhou Ziqiu and Xia Zhiye was me, and you found out that he put on a vest and lied to your feelings, even if it wasn't his original intention, what would you do
Song Yan still didn't even think about it: [Buried it while still alive]
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: Right! If I said it directly, I would be gone! Even if I'm still alive, he won't be my company anymore! Then my king! my master! What should I do with my arena? !
Song Yan felt that Shen Jiayan's stupidity and sweetness had never been beaten by the society, and he didn't have any sympathy for this long series of crying, and typed quickly with a blank face.
[YAN]: The longer you procrastinate, the worse your death will be. Frankly, you may live to be eighteen years old.
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: ... wronged
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: Then I will find a suitable opportunity to talk to him [猫猫傲得.jpg]
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: But what if he is really angry with me, how should I coax him
[YAN]:
[The Sweetest Milkberry in the World]:?
[YAN]: Why do you want to coax a companion to play
Shen Jiayan, who was far away in Beijing, was suddenly stunned, yes, why did he want to coax a companion to play.
After a short thought, he gave a perfect answer: [Because he has good skills! ! ! ]
[YAN]:
[The sweetest little milkberry in the world]: After he got angry with me and quarreled with me last time and ignored me, I improved my own score and lost more than a dozen stars in one night! In the end, I asked Xia Zhiye to use my account to call back for me.
"?"
Xia Zhiye also used Shen Jiayan's Wangwang account to help him score
After Song Yan asked this question, Shen Jiayan immediately replied: [Yeah, it was the beginning of last month, it seems that he wants to bring a girl from the diamond bureau with a low score to score. If he doesn't have a number, he can borrow it from me]
At the beginning of last month
Xia Zhiye borrowed Shen Jiayan's account
Song Yan secretly felt that something was wrong.
It seems that some important clues were cut by a pair of scissors, so those tiny beads were scattered into the vast sandy beach, trying to piece together, but I always felt that something was missing.
Just as he was about to think deeply about what was wrong, he heard the bathroom door creak open.
Then came Xia Zhiye's lazy voice: "Brother Yan, I forgot to take a change of clothes, so can you help me take off my pajamas and underwear, it's in the cabinet next to the bed, love you, okay?"
"...?"
It's just the first day of being together, so don't you treat yourself as an outsider? Who's gonna get your stinky panties? Are you still shameless? !
Song Yan's violent factor, which had finally been silenced by falling into thinking, suddenly awakened after hearing Xia Zhiye's cheap voice, and then remembered his real purpose of turning on the phone.
So I immediately opened Baidu and quickly typed in "what does rake ears mean".
After reading the explanation given by the Baidu entry, "referring to a man who is afraid of his wife", I thought about the scene where I said that Xia Zhiye was an ear-scratcher in front of Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao.
Song Yan sneered and stood up: "Okay, take the clothes, right, I'll be right there."