I draw doujinshi in ancient times

Cheng Cheng raised his hand and tapped his head, "Why don't I remember?"

Fu Xun felt his neck and shoulders wet. He put Cheng Cheng off his back, grabbed his hand to prevent him from hitting his head, and comforted him softly, "If you forget it, forget it. It's okay."

Cheng Cheng raised his head to look at Fu Xun in a dazed way like a child, trying to think of it in his mind but it was all white, "But I feel that he is very important to me, how can I forget the important person?"

Fu Xun sighed slightly, and said irrelevantly, "What do you think of the moon tonight?"

Cheng Cheng looked up, stood on the ground with no focus on his body, staggered, and said uncertainly: "Very beautiful?" Although his mind was muddled, his subconscious mind told him not to answer so superficially, and continued: , "Very round and very big..."

While talking, he paid attention to Fu Xun's expression, but Cheng Cheng himself didn't know why he did this.

"I'll take you to pick the moon." As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xun wrapped his arms around Cheng Cheng's waist and led him to the roof of the palace wall. At this time, there were few people on duty and it was quiet. Two people.

Cheng Cheng was already top-heavy after being drunk, and his body became even more unstable when he stood on the unstable rubble. Fortunately, Fu Xun held him in his arms and did not fall off.

Standing on the roof beam and looking down, Cheng Cheng felt dizzy in his head, but he couldn't bear to distract Fu Xun's interest, so he could only endure the nausea, closed his eyes, and tried not to look down.

Fu Xun's embrace was very warm, and the arms around him felt full of strength. Cheng Cheng nestled in his arms, feeling very safe, and the nausea receded slightly, but the drunkenness became more intense.

The two hugged quietly for a while, enjoying the silence of the night.

Fu Xun stretched out his hands from his wide sleeves, stretched his five fingers to face the moon, and stared at Cheng Cheng with deep affection in his eyes.

Cheng Cheng, who was drunk, felt the fiery gaze. He tapped Fu Xun's eyelids with his index finger, and said with his tongue out, "Your eyes are so beautiful, I'm about to fall into them..."

Fu Xun held his index finger, overlapped his hand with his hand facing the moon, and said softly, "Shall I pick a moon for you?"

Cheng Cheng tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously. His eyes were looking at the hand pointing at the moon. His brain was working slowly. After a while, he quickly grabbed Fu Xun's hand and put it back, hiding it in his pocket. In the sleeve, carefully said: "Don't point your finger at the moon!"

"I'll be slashed by the gods in the sky!" Then, he grabbed his ear with the other hand and signaled to Fu Xun, "There will be a lot of blood at that time! It will be very painful!"

Fu Xun's lips twitched, but he couldn't say a word for a long time. The hand holding Cheng Cheng couldn't stop shaking, his eyes were red, as if he was suppressing extreme emotional fluctuations.

Cheng Cheng looked at this change suspiciously, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you..."

It's just that before Cheng Cheng finished speaking, the rest of the words were stuck in his mouth.

Cheng Cheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at Fu Xun who was so close, his world spun, his brain turned quickly, but he could only feel a vast blankness. After a while, he realized: Fu Xun, are you kissing him?

Immediately afterwards, a pair of hands covered his sight, and he fell into darkness, but his senses were magnified countless times.

"Close your eyes when you kiss."

Fu Xun's deep voice exploded in Cheng Cheng's mind. He didn't drink to his face, but these words made Cheng Cheng's face blush.

Vague words spit out: "For...why?"

Fu Xun covered Cheng Cheng's eyes with one hand, and clenched a hand that was one size smaller than him tightly with the other hand. His eyes were deeply fixed on the person in front of him. Their pupils were very dark, and hot and intense emotions surged in them, like He wanted to bring Cheng Cheng into the deep darkness, but the final movements were very gentle, as if caring for a treasure.

Feeling that Cheng Cheng's breathing became more and more rapid, Fu Xun slowly let go, and took a step back, but kept covering Cheng Cheng's eyes with his hands.

"I'm afraid to scare you."

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The author has something to say:

Forgive the brevity of today, but there is not enough time for being busy with the new year.

I finally wrote the first kiss, satisfied!