bother you

Chapter 42

Yan Xiao almost subconsciously snatched back the quilt, his drowsiness was swept away, his mind went numb for a while, and he stared straight at Zhaofan.

He was a little annoyed at getting up, sometimes Qi Nanxu Lai would stay at his house and would get up early in the morning to make trouble for him, and he would kick the unlucky child under the bed with one kick.When Zhao Fan was provoked just now, he almost kicked him down like he kicked Qi Nanxu, but at the critical moment, reason—or the instinct to face the sweetheart still prevailed.

The quilt was taken away, Zhao Fan was not annoyed, he just squatted and supported his cheeks, "I didn't praise you for being particularly big just now, although you are indeed quite 'majestic', hahaha."

Yan Xiao held his breath and wrapped the quilt tighter.

"That's why you're so good..." Zhao Fan laughed before he finished speaking, "You wet your underpants."

"It's not like me." Zhao Fan said again: "I just went to the bathroom and masturbated it by myself, so I didn't dirty my pants."

Yan Xiao was dumbfounded, "You were there just now, masturbating?"

"Then what else?" Zhao Fan was still dressed in the same outfit as when he was sleeping last night. The T-shirt covered all the parts of his upper body that should be covered, but his squatting posture was really bad--the muscles in his thighs were tense, and the lump in his crotch was particularly conspicuous. , although he has already masturbated, he still looks energetic.

Yan Xiao regretted not kicking him off.

"For a healthy and positive man like me, do you hold back in the morning?" Zhao Fan stretched out his hand again as he spoke, grabbed the quilt again as if he had ADHD, and slapped hard across the quilt, "Brother Xiao, you Make honey in it?"

If he hadn't had the foresight to cover his crotch with his hands, Yan Xiao would definitely have jumped up when he was photographed.

He protected his crotch with lingering fear, but he didn't understand Zhaofan's words just now, "What kind of honey is made? What kind of honey is made?"

Zhaofan grinned, revealing his neat white teeth, combined with the sunlight coming in from the window, his whole person looked bright and brilliant.

But what he said was not only not bright, but also a little pornographic.

"Didn't you all 'come out'? I saw it just now, and your whole body is wet. If you don't rush out to wash your underwear, and wrap the quilt so tightly, aren't you making honey?"

Yan Xiao's eyes turned into light bulbs.

This is the fucking first time he heard someone use "brewing honey" to describe "the ejaculate wets the pants and doesn't wash them in time".

Recently, because he often stays up late to code words, he occasionally mixes honey with a glass of milk before going to bed. How the hell will he face honey in the future?

"Oh, don't brew it, it won't smell good, it will only get worse and worse." Zhaofan was so strong that he threw the quilt off completely with a whimper, "Hurry up and wash your underwear, the sun is drying the chicken .”

The morning light just fell on the wet crotch, Yan Xiao looked at it, it was really a sun-dried chicken.

The heat in the bathroom has not dissipated completely, and the mirror is covered with a layer of water mist. It seems that Zhao Fan not only masturbated comfortably, but also took a hot bath.

I don't know if I screamed with pleasure when I took a bath this time.

Standing in the shower, Yan Xiao didn't smell any peculiar smell, but when he thought of Zhaofan standing here and masturbating to take a bath not long ago, the hot air floating around once kissed Zhaofan's skin, his chest felt hot and swollen.

He patted his head, a little bit to control the water in his head.

Zhaofan is simply poisonous, he is almost poisoned to death.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao!" Zhao Fan shouted outside.

Yan Xiao sighed, calmly said: "Huh? What?"

The bathroom door was not locked, so Zhao Fan pushed the door open and leaned in half of his body, "Brother Xiao, do you not have a change of underwear?"

The dirty pair of underwear was still hanging by the sink, Yan Xiao planned to wash it after taking a shower, but suddenly remembered that he hadn't changed his underwear.

And the scourge who laughed at him for "brewing honey" was looking at his naked body openly at this time.

He was suddenly grateful for the wonderful mist.

"I have." Zhaofante said righteously: "You can wear mine, I will find it for you right now."

"Your?" Yan Xiao almost suspected that the control of the water had damaged his ears just now, "Your underwear? Will you wear your underwear for me?"

"Yeah, mine." Zhaofan thought for a while and said, "Hey, you misunderstood, it's new underwear, I haven't worn it once! How could I lend you the underwear I used? Not a pervert."

Yan Xiao covered his face in the mist, "Thank you, thank you."

A few minutes later, Zhao Fan really brought the underwear.Yan Xiao also took a bath, wrapped a towel around his waist, and was rubbing his underwear.

"I just bought these the day before yesterday and scalded them with boiling water." Zhao Fan grandly introduced his new underwear, "I'm going to a training camp. If I perform well, I can go abroad. I can't wear old underwear. Well, I bought several new ones."

Yan Xiao didn't understand why he couldn't wear old underwear.

"This one is for you." Zhaofan said generously.

Yan Xiao saw that he was turning the light yellow briefs with his index finger.

"Can you stop spinning?" Yan Xiao said, "I'm dizzy."

Zhaofan stopped his fingers and pinched the underwear in his hands, "Then you change quickly, where are we going today?"

Yan Xiao felt like the sun was stuck on his butt all day long. Although he knew that Zhaofan hadn't worn that pair of underwear, his psychological cognition couldn't be changed anyway—it was Zhaofan's underwear.

Zhaofan himself is not affected at all, all he cares about is that he lacks a pair of underwear, which may not be enough for training.

During lunch, Zhao Fan suddenly said, "Brother Xiao, you can accompany me to buy a pair of underwear later."

Yan Xiao almost spit out the soup.

I never expected that an ordinary morning wood incident would eventually lead to the purchase of underwear.

The place where they ate was in a shopping mall, and there was a shop selling men's underwear nearby.Zhaofan walked in swaggeringly, but Yan Xiao had ghosts in his heart.

Most of these underwear shops have pictures of naked male models and many plastic models.Zhaofan walked all the way, looked around, felt around, and saw several options. It was difficult to make a choice, so he waved to Yan Xiao, "Brother Xiao, you should help me choose."

Yan Xiao was about to give him some advice when he pulled his arm and heard him say: "This photo is fake."

Yan Xiao followed the prestige, and his eyes fell on a photo of a male model.Probably in order to promote the plastic effect of underwear, the male model is stretched too "considerable".

But this is just a means of propaganda, which is what everyone does.

Even a person with high energy like Zhaofan would look carefully at each piece of paper.

My sweetheart stares intently at the crotch of other men, although those men are all "paper men", Yan Xiao is still quite helpless.

"Let's look at the underwear." Yan Xiao said with a smile.

"I'm watching." Zhao Fan looked at the orange-red underwear worn by the "paper man" and waved his hand, "I want this one."

Yan Xiao: "..."

Didn't you let me choose for you?

The reason Zhaofan gave was that this one looks sexy.

Yan Xiao finally couldn't help but yell at him, "Are you going to participate in the training camp or run for 'Mr. Sexy'?"

He answered irrelevantly, "I haven't worn orange-red ones yet."

Yan Xiao thumped his forehead, wondering if you haven't worn goose yellow ones either?How about I give you back the strip on my ass?

When checking out, Zhao Fan was about to get his wallet, and Yan Xiao paid the money first.

"Did you give me sexy panties?" Zhaofan said loudly, and he howled many eyes.

Yan Xiao said calmly: "Didn't you also give me one?"

Underpants are not expensive, Zhao Fan didn't bother to worry about it, and said, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, the car for the training camp will be here tomorrow morning."

Yan Xiao was reluctant, but he couldn't keep Zhaofan, and said with a smile, "Okay, you decide the place."

Zhaofan chose a barbecue restaurant not far from Xunda, with large portions and affordable prices.

Yan Xiao thought, I know you want to eat meat.

After dinner, Zhaofan suggested to go around the campus.There was actually nothing to do in the school on a cold day, but Yan Xiao led Zhaofan to the library and down to the playground, and it felt like a young couple's tryst.

Of course, this feeling is only his own. Zhao Fan is probably the first time he has come back to a prestigious school, and from time to time he would say, "Wow, that's awesome."

He really doesn't know how awesome this campus is.

It was completely dark, and the school was almost finished. Zhao Fan made one last request, "Brother Xiao, can you go back to the dormitory and get the computer?"

Yan Xiao was suddenly nervous.

The desktop of the notebook is a picture of Zhaofan's crooked neck, which cannot be seen by Zhaofan.

"What, I was busy with training a while ago, and I haven't read your novel for more than 20 chapters." Zhao Fan said.

"Do you want to make up tonight?" Yan Xiao asked.

Zhao Fan suddenly smiled slyly, "There are still manuscripts."

"what?"

"Save the manuscript. Didn't you say that you have saved the manuscript yesterday? If I leave tomorrow, it will be equivalent to being locked up. The training camp will be closed for a full forty days. If I want to go abroad to compete, I will have to wait until the Spring Festival." I touched the computer." Zhao Fan chuckled, "Brother Xiao, just show me the saved manuscript in advance."

Knowing that Zhaofan misses his novel so much, Yan Xiao is of course happy, but when he went back to the dormitory to get his computer, he dared not let Zhaofan follow him, so he made up a lie that "the dormitory manager of a famous school is as fierce as a tiger", and rushed upstairs in two steps. , changed the table, rushed down again like a gust of wind, and saw Zhaofan eating melon seeds with the dormitory uncle.

I have to say that Zhaofan does have a talent for being friends with people of all ages.

"That's a good old man, he stuffed me with a bag of melon seeds." On the way back to the hotel, Zhao Fan said earnestly, "You guys are too demonic. Come on, give me a hand."

Yan Xiao took the melon seeds, but knocked a bad one on the first one.

"Bah!" He spit it out quickly.

"You're still shitting?" Zhao Fan stared.

"It's bad." He felt tired, and he knocked again, but he didn't know if it was bad luck or the housekeeper bought black-hearted melon seeds, but they turned out to be bad again.

Zhaofan was so happy now, he smiled at him, but squeezed a melon seed hard with his fingers, and then fed it directly to his mouth, "This one is good."

Seeing the melon seeds and fingers close at hand, Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then his brain got hot, and he immediately bit them.

"Bite my hand." Zhao Fan grinned, withdrew his hand, and wiped his clothes with disgust.

Yan Xiao had melon seeds in his mouth, his tongue was on fire.

On the second and last night, the room was very quiet, and Zhao Fan was holding his notebook and reading it with gusto.

Yan Xiao wanted to chat with him, but he refused, saying that he must read all the owed and saved manuscripts tonight.

Yan Xiao felt both comfortable and unhappy.

After midnight, Zhaofan finally finished reading, yawned and got under the covers, and fell asleep within a few minutes.

This time I slept more soundly than last night.

Yan Xiao stared at him for a while, thinking that if he didn't want to go to bed today, forget about it tomorrow morning, and read enough books at once, so that he will be able to understand his lovesickness in the future.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, when Zhaofan was half asleep and half awake, he grabbed his arm and directly pressed him into his arms.In fact, he was too sleepy, too lazy to struggle, so he fell asleep.

He probably knew why Zhaofan would lure him out of nowhere, probably because he read a novel and saw a drama, and in his dream he was still punishing rape and eliminating evil, saving the common people in the world.

This fishing, simply fished out the aura of domineering.