What is the next Zongzheng doing?

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Seeing that Zongzheng is usually quite simple, he didn't expect his house to be so big, Su Zhiyuan clicked his tongue.

"My parents are not at home, so you can do your homework first, and Auntie will prepare the meal soon."

Hearing this, Su Zhiyuan immediately imagined several scenes of grievances and grievances between rich and powerful families. The way he looked at Zongzheng was like looking at a poor little cabbage that no one loves.

Zongzheng felt it, and looked at him helplessly, "My parents have gone on a trip, and they won't be back until a few days later."

Cut, Su Zhiyuan immediately withdrew his sympathetic gaze, carried his schoolbag and followed Zongzheng upstairs like a spring outing, eagerly going to visit his room.

Zongzheng's room was very clean and well-organized. It was completely different from his messy pigsty. Su Zhiyuan glanced around and looked away boredly. It was full of books. He really was a top student.

After finally waiting for the holiday, Su Zhiyuan's heart is wild, no matter how much he is in the mood to do his homework, he has to take a nap after dinner, and has to take a rest later, in short, it's all right if he doesn't want to read.

Zongzheng didn't force him, he let him touch here and there, until night, he only finished half of his homework.

Su Zhiyuan finally knew that he was anxious, and nothing else mattered, there would be math class early tomorrow morning, if Lao Zhou saw his empty homework, he would have to nag him to death.

"Zongzheng." Su Zhiyuan reached out and pulled Zongzheng's sleeve, "Let me copy your homework."

"No." Zongzheng stood still, holding an extra-curricular book and looked at it leisurely, "Do your own homework, who told you to play in the afternoon?"

Su Zhiyuan's teeth were itching in anger, and he rushed forward to strangle him, it's fine if he doesn't help him, he's still talking sarcastic here.

Zongzheng was sitting on the chair, and Su Zhiyuan threw himself over him, straddling him.

Zongzheng deliberately raised the legs of the stool and leaned back. Su Zhiyuan lost his balance and fell on top of him, knocking his mouth on his chin, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

Su Zhiyuan looked at the teeth marks on his chin, and finally felt that the posture of the two of them was a bit weird.

Through two layers of trousers, it seemed that he could still feel the heat coming from his thighs continuously. It was so hot that Su Zhiyuan's face turned red which was rare.

Zongzheng didn't seem to notice it, and glanced at him, "If you don't start writing, you really won't be able to finish it."

Only then did Su Zhiyuan come back to his senses, and hurriedly climbed off him, Zongzheng stretched out his hand to help him, and Su Zhiyuan felt his hand pause slightly on his waist.

Subconsciously, she looked back at him, but seeing that his expression was normal, she felt that she might be thinking too much.

Both of them are men, and some ordinary physical contact is normal, but why every time Zongzheng gets closer to him, he will think about some mess.

Su Zhiyuan recalled the dream he had that night, and immediately collapsed even more. He silently said "I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man" several times in my heart, and then I calmed down.