a delicate flower

Zhuang Lin opened his thin lips slightly, blinked his eyes in a daze, and saw Ai Lang wrinkled his nose and smiled at him, which made his heart itch, but Ai Lang stuffed two fireworks into his hand Great.

Ailang picked up a small pack of matchsticks presented by the owner of the commissary, took out a match and scratched the coating on the side of the box, and the red match head ignited with a sizzling sound.Ai Lang no longer shy away from physical contact with Zhuang Lin. He raised Zhuang Lin's right hand holding the firework stick, lit the firework stick, and golden fireworks shot out from the top of the firework stick. The bright fire illuminated Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin. Pro's face.

Ai Lang took another firework stick to continue burning, his feet firmly stepped on the hollow carvings around the low stone, shaking lightly in a happy mood, and the shiny firework stick in his hand flicked in the air.

Zhuang Lin turned his face to look at Ai Lang, the gorgeous and bright fireworks were not as good as the smile on Ai Lang's lips, and Ai Lang hadn't been so casual in front of him for a long time.

Zhuang Lin asked, "Can I take a photo of you, senior."

Ai Lang turned his head to look at him, didn't answer, but just tilted his head and put on the most photogenic angle. Seeing that Zhuang Lin didn't move, he urged: "Shoot!"

Zhuang Lin didn't expect Ai Lang to be so straightforward, and turned on the camera in a hurry.The rear camera that comes with the phone is comparable to a demon mirror. Zhuang Lin took a few photos of Ai Lang without retouching or filters. Ai Lang's eyebrows were even exposed by the strong light from the fireworks stick.

Ai Lang rolled his eyes and grabbed the phone to delete all the photos.

The wind is cold and swishing at night, especially after the rain. It has been rainy today, which is annoying, but Ellen feels that the air after the rain is fresher.

Twenty firework sticks burned quickly in the continuous burning. Ai Lang held the last freshly lit firework stick in his hand. On his calf, the toe of his shoe tapped the suitcase next to Zhuang Lin, and asked, "Are you going to live in this remote place?"

Zhuang Lin helped the suitcase, and replied with a slight smile: "Senior, do you still remember the 30 days we agreed? There are still 9 days left."

Ai Lang opened his eyes slightly, his left leg was still on Zhuang Lin's calf, and kicked Zhuang Lin's suitcase again when he heard this, and asked in surprise, "Are you going to stay for another 9 days?"

Zhuang Linying said: "I don't have a good relationship with my parents, and I'm not happy at home for the New Year. It's better to stay here with my seniors."

Ellen smiled lightly and asked, "How bad is it? Can it be worse than coming out?"

When Zhuang Lin heard this, he recalled that when he lived together in the apartment, he had never seen Ai Lang talk to his family on the phone, so he understood it immediately. After thinking about it, he said, "It probably wouldn't make much difference if one more came out."

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, but Zhuang Lin's family's book is more like a financial book that measures the commercial value of each other.His parents did not fulfill any responsibilities to him. When he was young, Zhuang's father was angry with him when he came home and saw Zhuang Lin writing with his left hand in the yard because he was not going well in the business field. While tugging at the homework book, he accidentally pushed Zhuang Lin, which caused a small gash on Zhuang Lin's face, and the scar left became a little dimple for him to pretend to be stupid in the future.

Ellen didn't continue the topic and asked, "where do you live?"

Zhuang Lin came in a hurry and did not book a hotel in advance.

But in the small place of Ailang, there is only one three- or four-star hotel in a radius of a hundred miles, which is barely noticeable. The price of reservations during the Chinese New Year is doubled, and it is often full.

Sure enough, the hotel rooms are full.

There is no hotel, so the only option is to find a hotel. Ailang took Zhuang Lin's mobile phone and searched for nearby small hotels. A bean-sized drop of water hit the screen of the mobile phone, and then the raindrops fell down.

The lotus pond where Ai Lang and the others are located is unsheltered and unobstructed. The rain came so hard and fast that it directly drenched passers-by into drenched chickens.When AI Lang took Zhuang Lin and ran back to his home, the two of them were drenched in a mess.

This is a situation that Zhuang Lin didn't expect. He didn't expect that there was only one large-scale hotel in the whole town, that the rooms were full, that it rained suddenly, and that he would see him under such circumstances. Ellen's parents.

Zhuang Lin: "..."

When they ran home, they happened to meet Ai Lang's parents to send the guests downstairs. Xu Shi was just stopped by the rain, and a group of people stood there chatting.

There were many people and the conversation was mixed. Ai Lang hurriedly introduced Zhuang Lin: "This is my junior from college. He came to play in R city. It was too late to book a hotel. He will temporarily stay at our house tonight."

Before Ai Lang's parents spoke, a rich and fat aunt said: "Look at these two children are getting wet all over, go take a hot bath quickly, don't catch a cold."

Zhuang Lin said embarrassedly to Ai Lang's parents: "Uncle and aunt are bothering you."

Ai Lang's mother nodded a little out of state. She glanced at Ai Lang's father, the backbone, and Ai Lang's father didn't say much.

Ai Lang took Zhuang Lin to the third floor, and Ai Lang was not polite. He threw a towel for Zhuang Lin, and went into the bathroom to take a hot shower. After washing in a hurry, he urged Zhuang Lin to wash.

After Zhuang Lin took a shower, he returned to his room and saw Ai Lang standing in front of the window watching the fireworks.Zhuang Lin walked over and stood behind Ai Lang.

Zhuang Lin got off the plane today and got here after two trips in the car. His mind is still in a daze until now. The reason is not because of the fatigue of traveling, but because of Ailang's attitude towards him - the last time Ailang treated him with a pleasant face At that time, it was Ellen who clearly marked the price of kissing and going to bed with him.

Ailang looked at the fireworks, Zhuang Lin looked at the back of Ailang watching the fireworks, and no one spoke.

After being quiet for a while, Ellen said, "It's a little cold."

Zhuang Lin hummed, but the ending of the "um" raised slightly, with a questioning tone, indicating that his reaction was still a beat behind.Zhuang Lin came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and closed the half-opened window until there was no seam left.

Who knew that Ai Lang turned back dissatisfied and said, "won't you hug me?"

Seemingly dissatisfied, but Ai Lang's tone is more coquettish and reproachful.

Ai Lang's reaction made Zhuang Lin even more confused. He was unresponsive, and stepped forward stiffly, embracing Ai Lang, letting his back rest against his chest.

Ailang struggled slightly, raised his head, looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile in his bright eyes, and asked, "Want to kiss?"

Zhuang Lin blinked his eyes, his eyebrows moved imperceptibly, his eyes were full of surprise and confusion, he nodded lightly, cautiously, and said in a low voice: "I think."

Zhuang Lin lowered his gaze, and when he saw Ai Lang's light pink thin lips slightly open, he asked "tactfully": "A kiss... How much will it cost?"

Zhuang Lin had had enough of the bad experience of having a good atmosphere, and was about to kiss but was interrupted by Ai Lang's offer.

"..."

Ai Lang burst out laughing, leaning against Zhuang Lin's shoulder and neck, and said jokingly, "I'm in a good mood now. I'll give you the first time today for free, would you like it?"

Of course Zhuang Lin would.

Ailang turned sideways, raised his arms and hung them on the back of Zhuang Lin's neck, and stroked Zhuang Lin's short hair between his fingers. He couldn't remember who took the initiative first, but they both took the initiative and enjoyed it anyway.

The only thing Zhuang Lin remembered was that they kissed more than once.

The thin lips were pressed together airtightly, and after the lingering deep kiss, they rubbed each other's cheeks and ears when they were breathing, and the heavy breathing was especially sexy and seductive.After breathing enough, the two kissed each other again, over and over again, until the rain intensified outside the window, and the splashing raindrops savagely knocked against the glass window, sending out strong protests and condemnations.

The fireworks all over the sky were also doused by the downpour. The heavy rain continued for a long time. Ailang and Zhuang Lin lay on the bed listening to the sound of the rain.

A touch-sensitive mushroom lamp was lit on the bedside table. Ai Lang was sleeping on the inside of the big bed. Zhuang Lin turned his head and saw Ai Lang lying on his side and looking at him, so he asked, "Are you going to sleep? I put the Lights off?"

Ailang's eyes were warmed by the warm yellow night light, and he looked at Zhuang Lin fixedly for a while before asking: "Didn't you hear what I said just now?"

Zhuang Lin: "?"

Zhuang Lin's mind continued to froze tonight, and he asked blankly, "What did the senior say just now..."

The two of them covered the same quilt, and Ailang put his legs crossed on Zhuang Lin's body and rubbed them against each other, with obvious hints, and said, "Today is free for the first time."

"..."

Zhuang Lin didn't move for a long time.

Ai Lang simply propped himself up sideways, with his legs straddling Zhuang Lin's sides, and he sat astride Zhuang Lin, with his hands resting on Zhuang Lin's pillow.

He lowered his body, and the distance between the two of them was drawn to the closest, so close that the temperature would heat up with every breath.Ai Lang looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile, and gently stroked his cheek with his fingers. Ai Lang's every move, glance and smile can make people want to stop.

"Do or not?"

Ellen propped up his upper body slightly, and the quilt on his back slipped off due to this movement.

Ailang saw Zhuang Lin raising his hand, and it was expected that Zhuang Lin would be held in his hands. Ailang was very satisfied—however, after Zhuang Lin stretched out his hand, he pulled the quilt behind Ailang a little higher , and pulled Ai Lang into his arms by pulling the quilt, he let Ai Lang lie on his chest, wrapped the quilt up, and only whispered in Ai Lang's ear: "I'll catch a cold, senior."

"..."

Zhuang Lin's reaction caught AI Lang by surprise, and he pressed his face against Zhuang Lin's neck and emphasized: "If you don't do it now, don't even think about doing it in the future!"

Ai Lang's threats brought Zhuang Lin's silence, he struggled resolutely, paused for a while, and stopped moving.

Just when Zhuang Lin thought that Ai Lang had stopped tossing, he heard Ai Lang moan softly against his ear.

"..."

Ailang's sound of calling the bed has always been unique, confusing the real with fake ones, and he can also call out the live version of the true feelings when the two are lying down so purely.

Zhuang Lin couldn't understand Ailang's actions - even though his parents slept on the second floor, no matter how good the sound insulation was, the sound of the rain outside was very noisy, but even if the weather and location were favorable, Zhuang Lin still cared.There is no other reason, even if the possibility of indulgence being discovered by Ailang's parents this time is only [-]%, he doesn't want to take the risk.

Therefore, Ai Lang was screaming happily, and Zhuang Lin slapped him on the side of the thigh-this slap was not painful or itchy at all through the thick quilt, but Ai Lang bounced up all over his body, Unbelievable: "You spanked my ass?"

Seeing that he reacted so strongly, Zhuang Lin asked concerned: "Does it hurt?"

Ai Lang pulled Zhuang Lin's left hand that was outside the quilt into the quilt, and pulled his hand down, saying, "It doesn't hurt at all! Don't hit me through the quilt, hit me again."

Ellen licked the corners of his lips excitedly.

Zhuang Lin lay under Ai Lang's body, looked at him, and said helplessly, "Stop making trouble, senior."

The two looked at each other, Ai Lang's eyes were illuminated by the warm light of the night light on the bedside table, Zhuang Lin was blocked from the light, and his dark eyes were full of helplessness.

Ailang finally couldn't help laughing, bent down, lay on Zhuang Lin's body, buried his face in Zhuang Lin's shoulder, and his laughter gradually became weaker, as low as a sob.

After a while, Zhuang Lin heard Ai Lang say softly: "I also want to ask my family for living expenses..."

Zhuang Lin was puzzled: "Huh?"

Ailang said again: "I also want to hear my parents nagging, even if it's all about blaming me..."

Zhuang Lin's doubts were not answered, so he helped Alan pull up the quilt, quietly hugged his back, and quietly listened to his unclear words.

The torrential rain is still knocking on the window, crackling, there is no rhythm of big and small beads falling on the jade plate, only chaotic noise.

Ai Lang held Zhuang Lin in his arms and talked nonsense, Zhuang Lin seemed to understand, until Ai Lang said: "Even now, I don't believe you will like me."

Zhuang Lin frowned, but he was not in a hurry to explain, but asked softly, "Why?"

Ai Lang smiled and replied in a low voice: "I have no other advantages to be liked except that I can do something in bed."

Zhuang Lin was silent for a while, and said, "Senior, don't underestimate yourself..."

Ailang is still laughing, soft and nasal.He said: "Confident people should be pampered by others, right? But with my own strength, I think it's already remarkable that I can be less inferior."

Ellen's tone is gentle, with a smile in his voice.But the more gentle and calm he is, the more cruel these three or two sentences sound.

Zhuang Lin didn't make a sound, and the arms around Ai Lang's waist were getting stronger.

Ai Lang still maintained the posture of lying on Zhuang Lin's body. It was uncomfortable to be hugged so tightly by him, but Ai Lang did not resist Zhuang Lin's hug, and asked again: "Don't you say 'you will pamper me in the future' to coax you?" Coax me?"

After Ai Lang's half-joking question, only the sound of rain outside the window answered him.

Ailang blinked, the silence in his ears made him afraid to look at Zhuang Lin's expression. Zhuang Lin said that he would never lie to him again, not even with deceitful words.

Ailang tilted his head and listened to the sound of rain outside the window. The curtains were not drawn properly, and the street lamps outside came in through the cracks in the curtains. His forehead just touched Zhuang Lin's chin. After a long silence, he compromised and said, "I don't want to." Forget it, you don't need to spoil me too much, just...don't treat me too badly. "

Just after Ai Lang finished saying this, his buttocks that were pouted because of lying on his stomach were slapped again. This time, there was a real "pia" without a quilt.

Ai Lang was stunned by Zhuang Lin's beating, and his body was thrown aside by Zhuang Lin. Zhuang Lin pressed against him, pinched his chin condescendingly and said, "Don't say such things again."

Ellen blinked blankly, "What kind of words?"

Zhuang Lin pinched his face again, and said calmly: "Don't underestimate yourself any more."

"Oh..." Ai Lang opened his mouth slightly, looked at Zhuang Lin whose aura suddenly became domineering and powerful, made a shy gesture cooperatively, raised his hand and gently grabbed his collar, and said with a pinched throat: "Would you like it?" Be nice to people, my dear."

Zhuang Lin's tense handsome face broke in a second, the right side of his face was facing the light at the head of the bed, the shadow of the small dimple at the corner of his lips was deepened, and his hand pinching Ai Lang's cheek turned into a gentle caress, Zhuang Lin He leaned down and kissed Ellen's lips lightly. The soft touch of his lips was even more fascinating.