I didn't answer when I was happy, or I answered with actions.

He raised his head and pressed Song Yu's lips directly.

Not daring to make any noise here, Le Zhi could only nuzzle his soft lips. His hands were in his coat and he grabbed Song Yu's back, like two people who were keeping each other close to each other, and like someone else's background.

The fire was ready to rekindle on the dry autumn night, but it was suppressed and could not start a prairie fire.

The black forest, the sounds of breathing and sucking, the hint of broken leaves, these were not theirs.

They are just shadows of the passionate couple.

Le Zhi was so burned by this feeling that his consciousness became blurred, his strength was lost, and even his initiative was taken away. Song Yu did all the things he had not dared to do, and he could not breathe smoothly.

He vaguely heard the sound of fabric rubbing together, and the couple not far away were saying something between kisses. Certain words stood out in the sticky voice, such as "can't" and "don't".

Placing cool fingers on his back, Song Yu pulled away slightly, kissed Le Zhishi's cheek and earlobes, and asked him deliberately in an angry voice: "Is that okay?"

Le Zhishi truly experienced the feeling of melting. He was unable to resist. He was completely controlled by Song Yu. Suppression would always create a rebound.

He leaned his face on Song Yu's shoulder, feeling his breath soaking his clothes with moisture, and Song Yu's voice was close to his ear, his low breathing was infinitely amplified, and he fell to the bottom without any boundaries.

The way he nodded was more like rubbing against Song Yu's shoulder, and Song Yu seemed to regard asking for permission as a means of flirting.

The temperature inside the coat was humid and hot, turning autumn into a sticky midsummer.

They were doing something illegal under the rule of not making a sound, and what they couldn't control was another couple not far away.

They thought something would happen to them here, but suddenly, there was a vibrating sound of a mobile phone a few meters away, and the intimate behavior was stopped. Le Zhishi also acted like a scared little mouse, hugging Song Yu's back tightly, and stopped for a moment. Don't dare to move.

"Ah, it's my roommate..." the girl said quietly, "Maybe he's asking me if I want to go back."

"Don't answer back, let's go out." The boy's voice was full of surprise as he seemed to kiss her cheek again.

Le Zhi subconsciously waited for an answer, but what he finally heard was the sound of dead branches being trampled, the whispers of people drifting away, and the distance between them. In the end, they were the only ones left in the woods.

His bones were pressed hard, so he seemed to be nailed to the big tree. In the hallucination, this was not a tree, but a cross where criminals were sentenced to death.

At this moment, Le Zhishi didn't want to care about whether he would be discovered or whether anyone would care that their love and union was wrong. He just wanted to sink into the arms of his lover.

How are they different from that couple?

Song Yu's cold voice became hoarse, and he called him baby. He held his chin and kissed him softly and ambiguously. The tip of his tongue and his genitals were both entering. After his desire for kiss was satisfied, Le Zhi fell even more deeply. He imagined that he was Qiu. The last cicada of the night came back to life in Song Yu's warmth and love.

He didn't know how many times he had been fucked. When his scalp was numb and his legs could hardly stand, he heard Song Yu whispering in a low voice that he loved him, loved him very much, and finally ejaculated on his soft buttocks. The transparent mucus slid down along the round lines and reached the perineum and thighs. Afraid that he would catch cold, Song Yu zipped up and buttoned his pants, picked up his coat and put it on his arms, lying behind him and hugging him tightly.

Le Zhi felt like a piece of cake that had been stolen. The white chocolate glaze on top of it had not even solidified yet and was still dripping. He was eaten, tasted, and then packaged into a box and pretended to be a child.

A pure and clean appearance.

But he had experienced the sweetness of being tasted, and even felt that it was not enough. He turned over and leaned his back weakly on the tree trunk, while his hands were placed on Song Yu's neck, like a vine that was about to wither in autumn.

Le Zhishi rubbed the tip of Song Yu's nose and asked, "Why don't you come in?"

"It hurts." Song Yu stroked his back and wrapped him tightly with his coat, "Are you cold?"

"Hot..." Le Zhishi leaned on Song Yu's shoulder obediently, and Song Yu returned to his well-dressed appearance, as if he had never ravaged anyone or made immoral love in the wild. But Le Zhishi could smell it.

Song Yu had a scent that belonged to him, and he even hoped that Song Yu would go back like this and someone would discover something.

He has a desire to have his secret revealed, which may be his motive for crushing fallen leaves to attract attention.

Song Yu also seemed to do it on purpose, just like deliberately placing a puppy and touching his chin, but not hugging him, only giving him an incomplete sense of satisfaction.

This way he will miss his master even more.

"Didn't you just want to go back?" Song Yu's voice was very low, "I'll see you off."

"now?"

"Now."

Le Zhishi kissed the side of Song Yu's neck impatiently, leaving a shallow mark there without being obedient, and then said stickyly that he wanted to hug him, but Song Yu refused, and he told Le Zhishi again that he was almost ten years old.

It's two o'clock, it's time to go back to the dormitory.

The air flow from Song Yu's words went behind his ears, and he almost trembled again when he was happy.

He said to be good, go to bed early, and have classes tomorrow morning. He was almost unable to refute it when he was happy, and he even enjoyed the frustration of not getting what he wanted.

Song Yu sent him downstairs and even nodded politely to the supervisor. Then, under the watchful eye of the supervisor, he came closer and said to Le Zhishi, "It needs to be cleaned up properly."

I felt like my legs were cramping when I was happy.

"It's great to have a brother." The dormitory aunt showed a happy smile after he came in, "I brought you back so late."

"Um."

You seduced him like this so late, but you don't really want to fall in love with him.

When Le Zhishi lowered his head, he quickened his pace to hide his confusion, even though his legs were weak, even though his thighs were covered with sticky liquid, and every step he took was rubbing against his sense of shame.

He checked himself in the mirror in the public bathroom on the floor, trying hard to hide the clues and make himself look like a normal person when he returned to the dormitory.

No one was sleeping, and the roommates were still playing games, and the battle was fierce. Jiang Yufan glanced under the bed, and when he saw Le Zhi, his face turned red. He took his pajamas and went directly to the bathroom. He happened to die too, so he got off the bed and went to the dormitory.

The lone guard at the door asked, "Lele, are you okay? Why are you so late?"

When I heard about it, I had already taken off my clothes and found that I was even more embarrassed than I thought. My cheeks couldn't help but feel hot again, and I felt like ants eating my heart.

"It's okay, I was studying by myself and forgot about time," he said to his good friends outside the door in a strong and calm voice while taking pictures, "Don't worry about me, I'll go to bed after washing."

But he took this bath for a long time. After coming out, he sat at the table and stared at the milk bottle Song Yu gave him for a long time.

It was cold, but he drank it all without leaving a drop.

At midnight, Song Yu received a WeChat message from Le Zhishi.

[Lele: Brother, will you sleep well tonight?]

There are also photos he took in the dark bathroom.

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For many days afterwards, Le Zhishi did not dare to pass by that forest.

When Jiang Yufan was in school, he would joke that there were too many groves in the school, and he could probably catch a bunch of lovers in one go, but he was happy to know that he didn't dare to talk to each other.

A few days later, when they had dinner together, Song Yu's broken lip was scabbed, and Qin Yan teased him about it. However, he didn't tell Qin Yan to shut up. He only said that the weather was dry and that it was torn. After finishing the sophistry, he still said

Take a deliberate glance at Le Zhishi.

Like a good brother, ask him to drink more water.

Qin Yan turned the conversation to Le Zhishi, "Lele, I heard that the model for your show is the new player of our basketball team?"

"Ah? Well..." Le Zhishi swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded, "Yes, a senior who is a sophomore, I think it is quite suitable."

"I heard what Nan Jia said that day, so I ran to take a look, just to see which handsome guy in our team it was. As soon as I went, good guy, I almost admitted my mistake." Qin Yan patted Song Yu and said, "Follow me."

You look a bit similar from the back, and you're about the same height, but you're a little different from the front."

Song Yu didn't know this story at all, so he raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard it, "Really?"

When he looked at Le Zhi, "How similar are they?"

Le Zhishi didn't know why, but suddenly felt guilty, and hurriedly explained, "It's not very similar, it's just that the height and figure are similar. I didn't look for him specifically, I just happened to see him among the models chosen by Sister Nan Jia, and thought he was

The body proportions are more suitable..."

"Why, you care so much? Do you want to go by yourself?" Qin Yan smiled, "You didn't go despite Nanjia's invitation, but now it's not your turn."

Song Yu seemed to find what he said boring and sneered, "I won't go."

"Then you have to watch the game, right?" After hearing this, Le Zhi showed a pitiful look in his eyes.

"Please." Song Yu said in front of Qin Yan.

In order to let Song Yu go, Le Zhishi pestered him almost every day, buying him all kinds of snacks, and even bought more than a dozen cups of milk tea in one go and gave them to the seniors in Song Yu's laboratory, deliberately saying "take care of him"

Brother, thank you for your hard work." Everyone knew him because of this.

Because of this beautiful and special appearance and easy-to-get-together personality, everyone jokingly called this the little angel in Song Yu’s family.

When he went there for the first time, Song Yu deliberately pretended not to know him. When he stood at the door and looked at Le Zhi who was serving snowflake cakes to the senior sister at the next station, he said with a cold face: "Who are you?"

Le Zhi looked up at him. The senior who took the snowflake cake from his hand also stared at Song Yu awkwardly, thinking quickly about what was going on.

Where is the promised brother? It can’t be a lie, right...

"There is something wrong with my brother." Le Zhishi turned his head unmoved and gave another candy to his senior sister, "He has liked to tease me since he was a child."

"Ah...that's it." The senior sister glanced at her usually cold junior brother and didn't refute.

She secretly thought that she didn't expect Song Yu to be such a person behind his back.

For several days afterwards, Le Zhishi brought coffee service to Song Yu. He also said that his workstation was very spacious and warmer than the study room. He had to rely on his workstation to do coursework and even lie down at noon.

He takes the morning break at his desk.

Although Song Yu complained that he took up space, he still gave him a comfortable swivel chair and sat on a cold wooden chair. When he was sleeping on his stomach, he secretly held his hand and kissed his forehead when no one was around.

.

Every day when Le Zhishi left, he would send him an invitation to watch the show, but he would be rejected without exception.

Until later, Song Yu was stopped by the senior sister in the laboratory next door. According to the traditional plot, the other party did look shy, but what he asked was...

"Does that little mixed-race boy who comes to see you often have a girlfriend? I like him so much, he's so cute."

So that afternoon, Song Yu took Le Zhishi to the corner storage room and told him not to come again.

But Le Zhishi only looked at him for a short while, and then suddenly hooked his neck.

"Song Yu, you are so awkward."

He kissed her, but Song Yu pushed him back onto the table and kissed him until he could hardly breathe.

However, the stubborn Song Yu finally relented and agreed to Le Zhishi's invitation, but his tone was still very sinister.

"Okay, let's go see what nice clothes my substitute is wearing."

Le Zhishi used his professionalism to make a very well-founded refutation of the word substitute. Song Yu listened quietly and then emphasized it again.

"He is my substitute."

People can't reason with cats, it's better to convince yourself when you know it.
Chapter completed!