Fu Shicheng unbuttoned a shirt button, and his Adam's apple slipped: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "Is it possible?"
Fu Shicheng: "Are you ready?"
Xia Yunian leaned against the bed, and took out a small pink box from the drawer of the bedside table, which he bought from a vending machine a few days ago.
He said, "I did, I bought something."
Fu Shicheng: "...you've always thought about this?"
Xia Yunian corrected him: "I was thinking about doing this with Mr. Fomero."
After a few seconds of silence, Xia Yunian heard a laugh over there: "Seq."
Xia Yunian dismissed it: "This is a normal need."
Fu Shizheng turned on the shower, and the sound of the water was not too loud, which just covered Xia Yunian's angry and laughing voice.
Xia Yunian heard the sound of running water on the phone and asked him, "Are you taking a shower?"
Fu Shicheng: "Ready to wash."
Xia Yunian: "That's just right, I'll wash it after it's over."
Fu Shicheng unbuttoned another button, leaned against the tiles behind him, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Okay."
He didn't take the initiative, he just waited to see what Xia Yunian planned to do.
Xia Yu read the speakerphone, there was a rustling sound, he unpacked the box, squeezed out a little into his hand, smelled it carefully, and said: "The thing I bought is rose-scented, it smells so good, it's on it It’s very stimulating to write, but unfortunately I feel that I’m a bit wasted using it myself.”
Fu Shicheng: "I don't have to do this."
Xia Yunian: "I know, it's more convenient, I don't have to do that."
Fu Shicheng: "You know a lot."
Xia Yunian: "Because I have a strong thirst for knowledge, don't you say you don't understand?"
Fu Shicheng: "Oh."
Xia Yunian laughed softly, and asked him again: "Do you often do it yourself?"
Fu Shicheng: "No."
Xia Yu read: "I don't believe it."
Fu Shicheng: "You have?"
Xia Yunian: "When necessary, Mr. Fomero, look how honest I am, why are you so awkward."
Fu Shicheng disagreed: "Don't empty your body just because you are young, you will suffer in the future."
Xia Yunian continued to laugh: "No way, I said that I will only do it when I need it, and I'm not a monk. If anyone doesn't have any needs, don't teach me."
Fu Shicheng: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "What about you? When was the last time you could talk about it?"
It was the night in the small hotel, after Xia Yunian fell asleep, he went to the bathroom and came out without any stimulation.
Fu Shicheng didn't intend to say: "You guess."
Xia Yunian: "How could I guess that."
Fu Shicheng: "Why do you keep asking these questions?"
Xia Yunian: "I want to hear your voice, and only by listening to your voice can I find the feeling."
He said slowly: "Mr. Fomero, although you refuse to show me your face, your voice is very nice, very sexy, and your body is also very good. I wanted to say that on Halloween night, I was hugged by you , touched the muscles on your arm, and dreamed when I came back."
Fu Shicheng: "What dream?"
Xia Yunian: "Of course it's a sweet dream."
Fu Shicheng: "Sweet dream?"
Xia Yunian: "Yes, sweet dream, I was so happy in my dream, I remember that feeling."
Fu Shizheng seemed to be laughing: "Really? The vampire mask is ugly and scary, can you have this kind of dream?"
"Yes," Xia Yunian insisted, "I can feel it when I hear your voice."
Fu Shicheng's breathing stagnated for a moment, and he hoarsely said, "Really?"
Xia Yunian: "Well, now."
He was leaning against the head of the bed with a pillow behind him, one foot was still swollen and he couldn't move, but there was a burst of heat in his body, and he tried to tease the person on the other end of the app: "What about you? Do you feel it? I'll send you a text message." Do those selfies look good?"
Xia Yu Nian's voice was already sticky, but it was very different tonight. The rising tone seemed to have been soaked in passion. Fu Shizheng felt his ears itch, and even the apex of his heart itched.
Fu Shicheng: "Next time take a full body shot."
Xia Yunian: "You don't even want to take pictures for me, you really ask a lot."
He laughed again: "Why do you want to shoot the whole body? Why didn't you say that you were naked?"
Fu Shicheng: "If you are willing to send it, I don't mind."
Fu Shizheng closed his eyes, his mind was full of images of Xia Yunian, from the smiling eyebrows to that fair calf.
The breathing became heavier, and Xia Yunian on the other side noticed it: "Mr. Fomero, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing, I'm doing what I'm doing." Fu Shizheng replied vaguely, turning the shower wider.
Xia Yu read: "Mr. Fomero, are you hot? I'm so hot..."
Fu Shicheng's throat rolled: "Where is it hot?"
Xia Yunian: "It's hot everywhere, I'm sweating."
Fu Shicheng: "Is it really sweating? Are you sure it's sweat?"
Xia Yunian: "... I don't know, just guess."
Fu Shicheng's voice became hoarse: "I can't guess."
Xia Yunian: "Guess what, I want to have a bite."
Fu Shicheng: "Well, have you tasted it?"
Xia Yu read: "Taste it."
Fu Shicheng: "What's the smell?"
Xia Yunian laughed softly: "I've already told you, guess what."
After waiting for a few seconds, Fu Shicheng said, "Sweet."
Xia Yunian: "Well, it's sweet, so sweet, do you like it?"
Fu Shicheng: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "I want to kiss you, your eyes, your lips, and your body."
Fu Shicheng: "And then?"
"Then," Xia Yunian lowered her voice, "to do the happiest thing with you."
Across a wall, at both ends of the phone, their respective breaths and low panting intertwined.
"Xia Yu Nian." Fu Shicheng murmured these three words.
Xia Yunian: "Huh?"
His voice was sticky and full of lust.
Fu Shicheng repeated his name again: "Xia Yunian, please call me."
Xia Yu read obediently and called him: "Mr. Fomero."
Fu Shicheng: "Don't call it this, change it to another name."
Xia Yunian: "Then what's the name?"
Fu Shicheng said dumbly: "Call me senior, and you call me senior too."
Xia Yunian called him: "Senior."
Fu Shicheng: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "Does the senior like the junior?"
Fu Shicheng: "I like you."
Fu Shicheng: "I want to kiss you, your eyes, your lips, and your body."
Xia Yu smiled: "And then?"
"Then," there was silence for a few seconds, only the sound of heavier breathing, "together, do the happiest thing."
When Fu Shicheng came back from the shower, Xia Yunian was still sitting on the head of the bed, playing with his phone calmly. What happened just now seemed to be just a plot of Fu Shizheng's imagination. If it wasn't for the faint smell still lingering in the air, there would also be a few suspicious balls of toilet paper in the trash can by the table.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xia Yunian looked up at him: "Senior, you've been in the shower for a long time."
It was indeed long enough, almost an hour, and the zero o'clock had already passed.
Hearing those two words, Fu Shizheng's voice coincided with the voice that had just said the same title with a different emotion in his mind, paused slightly with the hand holding the towel to wipe his hair, and sat down on the sofa again.
His long legs were lazily resting on the horizontal bar of the chair beside him, and he raised his eyelids: "Are you still asleep?"
"I can't sleep, wait for the senior to be with me."
It seemed that he just said it casually, without any special emotion, but Fu Shicheng knew that the little liar was deliberately saying ambiguous words, and even the so-called keeping distance before was false.
He had been deceived by this innocent face before.
Fu Shizheng smiled inexplicably: "I can't sleep either."
Xia Yunian: "Oh."
Xia Yunian: "Senior, can you help me go to the toilet?"
Fu Shicheng looked at him calmly, Xia Yunian begged, "Please."
Fu Shizheng stood up, stepped forward, and bent down. Put your hands through Xia Yunian's armpits, wrap your arms around his back, and lift him up face to face.
Xia Yunian didn't expect Fu Shizheng to support him in such a way that he fell on Fu Shicheng's body without standing firmly on the ground with one foot. Fu Shicheng whispered in his ear, "Don't act like a baby."
"I don't."
Xia Yu wanted to explain, but Fu Shicheng didn't seem to care at all, and put his arm around his waist again, helping him to the door.
Xia Yu thought about what she had said and forgot it.
Being helped into the bathroom by Fu Shicheng, Xia Yunian whispered, "Senior, go out first, I can do it alone."
Fu Shicheng: "We are all boys, do you still care about this?"
Xia Yunian insisted: "Go out."
Fu Shizheng took a deep look at him, and retreated out of the bathroom door.
There was the sound of water inside, and Fu Shicheng leaned against the wall by the door, waiting quietly.
After a few minutes, the people inside called him softly, Fu Shicheng pushed the door open and went in, helping Xia Yunian again.
Xia Yunian said embarrassingly: "If there is no senior here, I don't know what to do."
"It's just that one leg can't move, don't you have a lot of strength?" Fu Shicheng helped him sit back on the bed.
Xia Yunian: "No way."
One foot is almost disabled, and I am still interested in hooking myself up to play phone sex, so I have the nerve to say so. Fu Shicheng didn't expose him, but also sat on the bed and asked, "Sleep now?"
"Can't sleep," Xia Yunian shook her head, "Is the senior going to sleep?"
Fu Shicheng: "What are you going to do if you don't sleep?"
Xia Yu thought for a while and said, "I want to see the photos I took on the mountain before."
Fu Shizheng wasn't sleepy anyway, so he didn't care, got up to get the camera, and handed it to Xia Yunian.
Xia Yunian flipped through them one by one. Most of the photos he took were photos of everyone's activities, and occasionally there were a few photos of the starry sky that he took casually. When he flipped through one of them, he suddenly stopped.
Ask Fu Shicheng: "When was this filmed?"
Fu Shicheng leaned over to look, and it was a back view of him and Xia Yunian sitting side by side, taken from a distance. star.
"It should have been taken by Zhang Sheng. She took the camera away for a while later." Fu Shicheng said indifferently.
"Senior Zhang Sheng is pretty good at taking pictures." Xia Yunian sighed and stared at it for a while.
Before Zhang Sheng asked him to organize the photos and send them to the group together, but he wanted to keep this one privately.
Fu Shicheng made the decision for him, got out of bed, got his laptop, took out the SD card of the camera and plugged it in, and then exported the photos inside, leaving their separate one, sent it to Xia Yunian on WeChat, and then deleted it in the sd card.
He quickly went through all the photos, and was about to delete the one that Xia Yunian just started capturing him, but Xia Yunian stopped him: "Senior, this is a good one, why did you delete it?"
Fu Shicheng glanced at him: "Aren't you going to delete the post and post it in the group?"
Xia Yunian: "Why do I post the pictures I took in the group? Just post it to me."
Fu Shicheng refused to agree, and reminded him: "You took the photo with the community camera."
Xia Yunian: "So?"
Fu Shicheng: "I can't give it to you."
Xia Yunian: "...Okay then, you can post it in the group."
Fu Shicheng ignored him and deleted the photo, but kept one for himself.
Seeing this, Xia Yunian teased him casually: "So the senior is actually narcissistic."
Fu Shicheng asked amusedly, "It's narcissistic for me to keep photos, so what do you mean by wanting my photos?"
Xia Yu explained seriously: "I just want to keep the works I shot."
"Well," Fu Shicheng nodded, "I didn't see that you are still a photographer, so are you planning to join the photography association in the future?"
Xia Yunian didn't want to talk to him anymore.
He put down the camera and lay back under the blanket.
Fu Shizheng turned off the computer, turned his head and saw Xia Yunian turned his back to him, leaned sideways, and asked him, "I mean, are you angry?"
Xia Yunian raised her eyes, met Fu Shizheng's downcast eyes and looked at him: "... I said during the interview that I would not go to other places casually, do you not believe me?"
"I believe."
Fu Shicheng said seriously, "I was just joking with you."
Xia Yunian lay flat, and the two got closer.
"Senior..."
"Huh?" Fu Shicheng stared at the person below him.
Xia Yunian: "My feet hurt."
Fu Shicheng reached under the quilt, lightly grasped his left ankle, and rubbed his fingertips: "Where does it hurt?"
"It hurts everywhere." Xia Yunian's voice became softer.
Fu Shicheng's gaze was still wandering on his face: "It still hurts after so long?"
"pain."
Xia Yunian hissed softly after being rubbed by Fu Shicheng.
Fu Shizheng's hand moved down from his ankle, pinched the instep and rubbed the sole of his foot.
Xia Yunian closed his eyes, and he heard Fu Shicheng laugh hoarsely in his ear: "Didn't you still feel ticklish before?"
Xia Yunian didn't say a word.
Fu Shicheng finally stopped teasing him: "Go to sleep."
Another sentence: "Good night."
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