a delicate flower

Ai Lang is very satisfied with Zhuang Lin's hardware equipment, and the two of them fit well in bed. They have experienced pain and pleasure, and this wave is not a loss.

Afterwards, Ai Lang endured the strange feeling of being constipated due to constipation, lying on the bed, watching with satisfaction Zhuang Lin who was sitting beside the bed and tidying up the mess.After coming out of the bathroom, Zhuang Lin not only did not dare to have any physical contact with him, but even avoided touching his toes with his eyes, just like the heart of a person who broke the precept must first experience a battle of self-destruction and self-reconstruction .

Zhuang Lin pursed his lips lightly, and tried his best to avoid Ai Lang's body. Even so, he blushed quietly under Ai Lang's gaze.

Ai Lang suddenly said: "Hey, Brother Zhuang Lin."

Zhuang Lin was in a daze, and was numb to this joking title: "Hmm...huh?"

Ai Lang hooked the corner of his lips, and couldn't help teasing him: "Brother, help me see if I was... so hard just now, I can't even close it now."

"..."

Ailang stretched out his long, slender, white legs to rub against Zhuang Lin's thighs, forcing the good boy to blushed so badly that he picked up the watch that he had picked up at the end of the bed at some point, and pretended to put his head down to put on the watch. Dare to look at Ellen.

Fortunately, at this time, the phone call from the food delivery interrupted Ai Lang's teasing, Zhuang Lin seemed to be recalled, and hurried out to answer the phone.

It's already 07:30, Zhuang Lin got the takeaway and wanted to ask Ai Lang to come out for dinner. When he walked to the door of the bedroom, he was hesitating whether to enter, when he heard the sound of "rustling" water from the bathroom.

Only then did Zhuang Lin unload his burden, and took a look at the empty bedroom. He went in and took off the soiled sheets, took them to the small balcony outside the bedroom, and threw them into the washing machine for washing.

The heavy rain outside was crackling and falling non-stop. Bean-sized raindrops hit the fence, blooming water flowers and splashing on the balcony.Zhuang Lin closed the glass door of the balcony and stood in the bedroom, only then did he have time to look around.

I didn't have time to take a closer look in the bedroom just now. Ai Lang's room was very clean. A bookshelf more than two meters high and a wardrobe of equal height stood side by side one meter away from the bed. On the top of the bookshelf and wardrobe, several support rods are used to connect the ceiling to fix it.

Zhuang Lin saw Ai Lang's neat computer desktop, and his eyes were attracted by the puppet man placed under the desk lamp. He saw two lollipops stuck between the legs of the puppet man, and those two lollipops were caught by A golden binding is bound together.

Zhuang Lin slightly bent the corners of his lips, glanced away, and saw a Polaroid photo in an inconspicuous corner of the table. The photo was covered by a fashion magazine on the table, and the exposed Part of it happened to be Zhuang Lin's own face.

Zhuang Lin took out the photo, slightly surprised.

That photo was taken on the night when the club participated in Sutuo. The background was a barbecue party by the sea. On it were Zhuang Lin, Ai Lang, and two girls from the performing arts department.The color of the photo was yellowish, and Zhuang Lin's thumb unconsciously rubbed the creases on the photo. The creases folded in half cut across the middle, clearly cutting the four people in the photo into two groups.He gently folded against the crease, and the photo of the group of four became a photo of Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin.

Zhuang Lin lowered his eyes, and pressed the photo under the magazine again.

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When Ailang took a shower, changed into his nightgown, and walked out of the living room refreshed, he saw that Zhuang Lin had already tidied up the messy big bed, and the sheets were washed, and they were being put into the dryer to sterilize and dry Dry.

Seeing him coming out of the shower, Zhuang Lin stopped what he was doing, and asked, "Senior, the takeaway has arrived, do you want to warm up the food? It's raining heavily outside, and it's already a bit cold when it's delivered."

Ai Lang walked over and sat down at the table, touched the bottom of the box to feel the residual warmth, smiled at Zhuang Lin, and said, "It's okay, it's the same as last time."

Ai Lang ordered two roasted duck rice, which was the one that Zhuang Lin delivered to the teaching building in the heavy rain last time.

Zhuang Lin asked Ai Lang to eat first, and he went to take a shower. When he came out of the shower, he saw that Ai Lang had only moved a few mouthfuls of food, obviously wanting to wait for him to come out before eating together.Zhuang Lin sat down across Ai Lang's table, took out the disposable chopsticks and spoons that came with the takeaway, took the spoon in his right hand, and put a spoonful of rice into his mouth.

Ai Lang held his chopsticks in his mouth and looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile. When he saw Zhuang Lin holding a spoon with his right hand, he tilted his head and asked, "Hey, aren't you left-handed?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Lin's movements froze, and he raised his head to look at Ai Lang in doubt: "Huh?"

Ai Lang originally thought that Zhuang Lin's questioning "um" was to wonder why Ai Lang mistakenly thought he was left-handed, but he heard Zhuang Lin say: "I can use tableware with both left and right hands. How does the senior know that I am left-handed?" Lefty?"

Ai Lang raised his eyebrows slightly. In fact, judging from the few intersections between the two of them, when the club organization went to Sutuo, they ate sushi rolls for lunch and barbecue for dinner. Ai Lang didn't pay attention to Zhuang Lin Whether to eat left-handed or right-handed, but...

Ellen held his chin and replied, "I saw you eating pasta with a fork in your left hand in a friend's shop, and..."

Ai Lang paused, stretched out his hand, and slid his fingertips ambiguously along Zhuang Lin's right arm all the way to the wrist where he was caught by the watch. Then he twitched the corner of his lips and said, "Besides, you prefer to wear the watch on Right wrist, am I guessing right?"

Ailang withdrew his hand, teased him and took a bite of the rice as if nothing had happened. He happily swung his feet under the table, waiting expectantly for Zhuang Lin to confirm the answer.

Zhuang Lin was a little surprised by his answer.

This surprise is not feigned—clear that time, Zhuang Lin deliberately ate noodles with a fork in his left hand in public. Before Ai Lang appeared in front of him with the list, Zhuang Lin only ate two bites Spaghetti, this is just to test how much Ellen cares about him.

As for wearing a watch on his right hand, it has indeed become his personal habit. Zhuang Lin didn't expect Ai Lang to notice this.

It can be seen from this that Ai Lang is more interested in him than he imagined.

This is a good thing.

Zhuang Lin lowered his eyes and explained softly: "Because it may not be polite to use the left hand to use tableware on formal occasions, so I usually use my right hand."

Ai Lang didn't take it seriously: "It's impolite, you can use whichever you think is convenient. When I was a child, I also learned how to write and eat with my left hand. I thought it was very cool, but unfortunately I didn't learn it."

Zhuang Lin smiled and said: "When I was young, my family members beat the back of my hand black in order to correct my habits. I had to use my right hand to eat and write, and I did other things as I pleased."

Ai Lang frowned, feeling a little distressed: "I regret not being able to know you when I was ten years old. Not only do I want to kiss the corner of your mouth, but I also want to rub your little hands."

Zhuang Lin couldn't help laughing, but he didn't take this past incident to heart.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was just right, and Ai Lang smiled and said: "Also, the reason why I doubt it is because you are on the bed... you are also used to using your left hand?"

Body language doesn't lie when people can't help themselves.

AI Lang raised his eyebrows badly at Zhuang Lin.

Zhuang Lin blushed, and frowned embarrassingly: "Senior..."

Ailang made Zhuang Lin helpless, but Zhuang Lin thought of what happened just now because of Ailang's topic, and asked shyly, "Senior, is your body... okay? "

Ailang smiled when he heard the words: "If I say it's okay...do you still want to fuck me again tonight?"

"Senior..."

Zhuang Lin curled up his fingers in embarrassment after hearing Ai Lang's shameless words.

Ai Lang verbally teased Zhuang Lin, a shy little girl, very happy, but he didn't want to tease him too hard, he stopped in time: "Okay, okay, I still want to be fucked by you! But I have to rest tonight , a little uncomfortable, but it's okay, a great value experience."

Zhuang Lin was so ashamed by the word "super value experience" that he couldn't help coughing lightly.

After the meal, Zhuang Lin was in charge of packing up the takeaway boxes and other rubbish, and took out the sheets from the dryer to make the bed. He went to the balcony and saw that the rain outside was getting smaller, so he told Ai Lang that he would go back now School.

Ailang didn't keep him either, and lent Zhuang Lin an umbrella, then leaned against the door with a smile and sent Zhuang Lin back.

Ailang waved goodbye to Zhuang Lin, and when the elevator door opened, Zhuang Lin was surprised when he saw the people in the elevator, but he didn't forget to greet politely: "Sister?"

Shen Chuxin stood in the elevator room playing with her mobile phone, and suddenly saw a slightly familiar face appearing in front of her, she was also a little surprised.

The two met at the department's exchange meeting, and went to the water bar to play board games for a night, so they knew each other.

Shen Chuxin responded politely: "You too..."

As she said that, she looked up at the elevator floor, and she understood, "Do you live here too?" She changed her words and asked, "Are you here to find Ai Lang?"

Zhuang Lin nodded truthfully and said, "Yes."

Shen Chuxin nodded slightly.

Zhuang Lin walked into the elevator room, and Shen Chuxin and Shen Chuxin were silent for a moment.

Shen Chuxin looked at the phone, suddenly broke the silence, turned to Zhuang Lin and asked, "Did we meet somewhere?"

Zhuang Lin raised his head suspiciously and said, "Huh?"

He looked at her blankly, and after careful identification, he smiled shyly: "Probably not..."

Shen Chuxin was denied by herself on the spot, so she no longer took this matter to heart. She nodded to Zhuang Lin, and stopped talking.

Zhuang Lin stood facing the elevator door, his eyes fell on the figure reflected on the elevator door——

He did meet Shen Chuxin once. That day, he left his friend's boring party and ran into a man and a woman kissing passionately in the underground parking lot.

The woman was pressed on the hood of the car by the man. He and a friend happened to pass by there. The friend blew a vile whistle when he saw this. Facing the faces of the two, their attitudes turned 180 degrees, nodding and bowing, and they couldn't wait to invite the two of them to join this "party".

Zhuang Lin smiled at the man with curved lips, and said, "Go ahead."

He casually glanced at the woman, her clothes were disheveled, but her expression was a bit cold.

That girl is Shen Chuxin who is standing next to him now.