A Lucky Coin

The quilt cover is very fragrant, the scent that is very dry and mixed with the smell of perfume in the closet.

On the first day of the junior high school, I felt that I was crushed by Yan Hang and my whole person was trapped in the quilt. I could see nothing but touch and hearing.

With the canceled visual bonus, he heard very clearly, Yan Hang's breathing was just behind his ears.

Every tiny touch also seems to be enlarged.

The heat sweeping on the back of the neck, across the tip of the tongue in the ear gallery, and the most deadly, the hand in his pants, that only has slender fingers, beautiful joints, and the hand of Yan Hang, who is flexible and light no matter what he does.

These stimuli come so suddenly every time, but the first day of the year feels that his reaction is also very fast, after all, he is still a young dog, whoosh!

He stood up.

But at this moment, at this moment when his whole person was in excitement, a voice was shouting in a corner of his mind.

Hold on, brother!Don't take seconds!

He snorted very softly on the first day of the junior high school. He couldn't suppress the voice. He grabbed Yan Hang's wrist.

But this action is useless. He can neither pull Yan Hang's hand away nor control Yan Hang's movements by pinching his wrist.

However, when holding his wrist, he can feel the movement trajectory of the muscles and wrist bones that he pulls in every movement.

Forget it, hell if you can hold on.

He gave up his efforts on the first day of the junior high... In fact, there is no such thing as working hard. He has no control technology and ability at all.

Once you decide to give up, it feels more enjoyable.

He panted, then grabbed Yan Hang's waist.

...

"Puppy." Yan Hang put his arms on the bed and flicked his ears on the first day of the day.

The face of the first day of the junior high school was still buried in the quilt, and he could feel the ups and downs of his body when he gasped. After slowly subsiding, the first day of the junior high school turned his face and said, "Are you crazy?"

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

On the first day of the new year, he lied for a while and moved.

Yan Hang stood up on the bed. On the first day of the new year, he turned his head and glanced at him, then slowly turned over and looked at him.

His face was a little confused, but compared to the previous one, he was much better. At least his eyes didn't let go, and he stayed on his face.

But still frowned.

"What kind of expression on his face," Yan Hang said, "I don't have a second shot, I prove it."

"Ah." Rubbing his nose on the first day.

"Here," Yan Hang drew two wet wipes and handed it to him, then wiped his hands with Zhang, "pack up and buy it later..."

"You..." He didn't pick up the wet wipes on the first day of the year, and slowly looked down from his face and stopped on his crotch.

"Huh?" Yan Hang glanced at him.

He didn't say a word on the first day of the new year, and suddenly sat up from the bed.

"You don't have to worry about me." Yan Hang turned around to go to the living room.

To be honest, although it was not a second shot this time on the first day of the new year, it did not last long. It is estimated that from the top back to the present, he has never tried a shot himself, so the time this time is slow for Yan Hang. It's almost there, not to the point where it cannot knock the plane down.

But as soon as he walked to the bedroom door, he heard movement behind him, and he could hear that he jumped off the bed on the first day of the new year.

He turned his head and saw Chuyi standing by the bed staring at him.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"I'll come." said the first day.

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned.

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and looked down again.

Yan Hang subconsciously glanced down, feeling that he probably understood the meaning of the first year of junior high.

He was so proactive in the first year of junior high school, which surprised him and made him a bit... embarrassed, I don't know why, he wouldn't feel embarrassed when he touched on the first year of junior high school, but when he thought of a little ass to himself Touching his body, he will suddenly feel a sense of guilt as he ruined a child.

"No need," Yan Hang smiled and continued to walk outside, "I..."

"Standing." said the first day.

Yan Hang sighed, and when he turned his head again, he found that besides embarrassment and unsatisfied expression on the first year of the junior high school, there seemed to be some...not convinced?

"You don't know what you think you want to kill." Yan Hang said.

The first day of the day stared at him: "Not every time, it's you."

"No," Yan Hang smiled, "In fact, it doesn't matter who this is..."

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and stared at him.

Yan Hang suddenly reacted. Will he feel a bit shameless after he eases up on the first day of the first year?

The expression on the face of the first day of the junior high school is not much different from the appearance of losing a game with a child and yelling "again again".

"Dogzi." Yan Hang wanted to say something

But the first day he bit his lip, he lowered his head and rushed towards him.

"Oh fuck!" Yan Hang was taken aback. This pose really felt like it could pull his little brother down. He turned around and ran.

"Give it to me! Stand!" Chu Yi shouted.

Yan Hang didn't speak, and quickly rushed into the toilet. He slammed the door shut with a backhand. When he came to turn the door lock on the first day of the new year, he locked it inside.

"Yan Hang!" The first day of the day, he beat the door.

"There is no such thing as you," Yan Hang pressed the door, "You count as rape."

"...Open the door!" He continued to beat the door on the first day.

"Just say you want to fight or do you want to fuck me?" Yan Hang said.

"Open the door!" Chu Yi didn't answer his question.

"Are you arrogant, Brother Dog?" Yan Hang wanted to laugh a little.

"You wait." said the first day.

"What are you waiting for?" Yan Hang asked.

There was no sound outside the door, and Yan Hang put his ear to the door and listened. He seemed to have walked away on the first day.

There is a conspiracy.

Yan Hang smiled, what about gadgets?

A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps from the first day of the junior high school came from outside the door, coming from the living room.

Before Yan Hang knew what he was doing, he heard the sound of the door lock.

"Are you quite capable?" Yan Hang was a little surprised, "Junior first day!"

Outside on the first day of the year, he didn't speak, but the movement of the lock did not stop.

Yan Hang leaned against the wall and looked at the door lock with interest.

He had said that he would unlock the lock on the first day of the junior high school before, and he didn't care. At this moment, watching the first day of the junior high school unlock, he suddenly felt very interesting. A dumb and honest dog would even slip the door and break the lock.

Still... Quite slippery?

Before Yan Hang could appreciate it for a while, it was only three to five seconds before the toilet door was opened with a "click".

On the first day of the new year, he opened the door aggressively and rushed into the toilet.

Then he stood in front of Yan Hang and stared face to face.

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

After a pause on the first day of the new year, he rushed over and hugged him.

"Hey." Yan Hang sighed and hugged him.

Then I felt the hand of the first day of junior high school touch down, Yan Hang turned his head and kissed the neck of the first day of junior high school.

Originally, he didn’t have a plan to lure up today. He didn’t have enough time to buy clothes and eat in the evening. He had to go to the coffee shop to work at 7:30 on the first day of the first year... .

However, he was not particularly able to handle the state of vendetta in the first day of the year.

Forget it, let's just do it, what else can be more important than the dog's anger?

On the first day of the day, his hands went all the way down, touching his stomach and waist, and finally grabbed a lightly through his pants, and then stopped.

please continue.

Please reach inside.

Have you lost your memory?

Yan Hang tilted his head to look at the first day of the first year. He was so fixed on the first year of the first year. He seemed to have no idea what to do. Although Yan Hang was set on fire by him, he didn't feel embarrassed and grabbed his hand and stuffed it in with lust. It just got stuck in the lower abdomen without touching the ground.

A few seconds later, on the first day of the new year, he suddenly released his hand, took two steps back, turned and ran out of the toilet.

????

Standing in place, Yan Hang had an unspeakable emotion.

Dog brother?

What do you mean?

Why don't you flirt!

Yan Hang sighed, walked to the washbasin, turned on the faucet, and poured two handfuls of cold water on his face to put out the fire.

Very bad for the body!

Within ten minutes, there were two incidents and two extinctions.

He wiped his face, walked out of the toilet, and saw Chu Yi standing in the living room in a daze.

"Go and clean up," Yan Hang said, "buy clothes."

"Oh," said in a low voice after walking two steps to the toilet on the first day of the new year, "you are not born, are you angry?"

"No," Yan Hang glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

"Hold, are you still?" asked the first day.

"You should pay attention to your words," Yan Hang couldn't help but laughed. "Believe it or not, you must be taken to be a different person."

"Don't change people, why, why do you want to change, people." He lowered his head and said quietly.

"No change," Yan Hang went over and hugged him, slapped his ass, "Change pants."

"Well," Chu nodded, and looked at him again with determination, "Wait for me to practice. Practice well."

"How to practice?" Yan Hang immediately became alert. "Do you fucking want to find a model to practice how many dams do you want to get a model?"

"...Myself." The first sigh of the day, and quickly walked into the toilet.

Yan Hang also sighed.

Just sitting down on the sofa, I came out again wearing underwear on the first day of the new year, ran into the bedroom, took a pair of pants, and ran into the toilet.

Yan Hang sighed.

When Chu came out of the toilet again a few minutes later, he looked basically calm.

"Let's go?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well," Chu nodded his head a little, and then glanced at the bedroom again, "the quilt is gone, it's set."

"I'll do it again when I come back," Yan Hang said, "you won't go back to the dormitory today?"

"No." said the first day.

"Go." Yan Hang raised his hand and flicked on his forehead.

After working in a cafe for so long, I never visited the pedestrian street in the first year of the new year. I only know that the people who come to the store at night are tired of walking on the pedestrian street.

However, he has no interest in shopping and has never been shopping. The first time he went shopping, Yan Hang took him to buy shoes. The second time was today, Yan Hang took him to buy clothes.

On the first day of the new year, he touched the small steel in his pocket. Yan Hang didn't refuse to buy clothes for him. He had a plan anyway and wanted to buy something for Yan Hang.

Although I feel that Yan Hang is not short of anything.

"Why don't you buy down jackets," Yan Hang said, "in addition to this basic down jacket and school uniform, do you wear other clothes?"

"Pass through," said the first day of the new year, "sweater T, T-shirt sports, sports clothes."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"No." Chuyi smiled.

"You have the same temperament as a dog," Yan Hang put his arm around his shoulder, "try on the baseball uniform."

"What is a dog, the same temperament, the same temperament?" I don't know much about it in the first year of junior high school, and I don't know what a baseball uniform is.

"...Shut up." Yan Hang probably didn't know where to start.

"Closed." said the first day.

Yan Hang walked forward for a while and pulled him into a store.

This shop, before putting it aside, no matter what you buy, you will not enter.

At first glance, the clothes in the store are things that he can't wear, and he doesn't dare to wear them. All kinds of clothes obviously look like sports models, but they all have the western atmosphere of "Do not get close".

Not to mention he didn't dare to wear it, even if he dared to wear it, he still felt unworthy.

Yan Hang took a cotton coat with bars and compared it to him: "Take a look."

"This is a stick, a jersey?" asked in a low voice.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled and said in a low voice, "Yes, the dog will try it quietly. It was discovered that I am going to drive you out."

On the first day of the new year, he was stunned, laughed with him, and took the clothes: "I just feel that I can't wear it, I look like."

"Impossible," Yan Hang said, "We are so handsome, we can look good in everything we wear, don't worry, your brother will match it for you."

At the beginning, he nodded a little, took off his down jacket and put on it.

"Very good," Yan Hang looked at him, "shows long legs, just wear sports pants."

"Yeah." Chu Yi quickly glanced at the mirror, and after making sure that he didn't look strange, he turned and looked at the mirror seriously.

Then looked down at the price on the tag.

Damn!

Clothes for playing baseball are so expensive!

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Very good," Yan Hang brought a slightly longer one over, "You can try this one again."

The short ones are so expensive, the longer ones are not more expensive!

The first day of the new year shook his head: "I like it, I like short ones."

"All right," Yan Hang didn't say anything else, took off his jacket and handed it to him, putting on the longer one, "Then I want this one."

"Yeah." Chuyi looked at him.

Yan Hang looks good in everything he wears, casual, sporty, formal, long and short, with zippers over the head, no matter what style he wears, he can look handsome.

This is the temperament.

The temperament of a foreign dog.

When Yan Hang tried his clothes, he saw a lot of scarves hanging on a shelf next to him on the first day of the day. They looked like foreign dogs.

He reached out and touched it. It was soft and should be warm.

So he picked up the tag quietly and took a look.

My mother!

Uncle the police grabbed money from this shop!

This is a black shop!

A scarf is 299! 299!

Find a big sister in the vegetable market to weave one for only 50 yuan!

Of course, it's not so good-looking.

It's not so easy to touch either.

You get what you pay for...

"Like this scarf?" Yan Hang walked to him.

"No, it's not," shook his head on the first day of the new year, "whatever, touch it."

Yan Hang sighed.

"You have no ground, let it go." Chu Yi put his hand on the scarf and put it on.

Yan Hang laughed, looked at the scarf on the shelf, then picked up a black, white and gray checkered one, and compared it to his chin: "This looks pretty, but it doesn't suit you... I'll take a look... …"

"Just it." Chu Yi grabbed it.

"Okay," Yan Hang scratched his hair, "go to check out."

The clothes and scarves were all put on the cash register by Yan Hang, and the little cashier girl asked, "Are you together?"

"No," the first day of the new year quickly took out the scarf, "this me, give me money."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Quickly." Junior One also looked at him.

"Whatever you want." Yan Hang smiled, gave the money for the two clothes, and then let it aside.

"Scarf three hundred and ninety-nine." The little girl took the scarf and swept it.

"Huh?" The first day of the new year was stunned. "Isn't it two, two, two hundred nine, nineteen?"

"The two-nine-nine one is the solid color one," the little girl said, "this one is the three-ninety-nine one."

"Change one," Yan Hang walked to the scarf stand, "the one you use with checkered is not pretty at all."

"Just it." Chu Yi grabbed Yan Hang by the arm and grabbed the money from the bag with one hand.

When I came out of the store, I still wanted to cover my chest on the first day of the junior high. Although this was bought for Yan Hang, he still felt distressed. He hadn't bought anything more than 30 yuan a year ago.

But if Yan Hang likes it, that's fine.

"Here," he handed the bag with the scarf to Yan Hang, "for you."

Yan Hang was stunned, watching him silently.

"Salary, right?" said the first day.

Yan Hang still looked at him without speaking.

"Reward at hand, reward you." said the first day.

Yan Hang stretched out his hand to cover the back of his head, brought him closer to him, and kissed his lips with his head.

On the first day of the junior high school, I felt like an electric pole in the wind.

Not to mention the stiff hands, feet and body, even the lips are stiff, shock and shock and shock make him look like a wax figure.

Fortunately, the time of this kiss was very short, and Yan Hang almost released him by pressing his lips.

"Go." Yan Hang gave him a push.

I stumbled a bit on the first day of the new year before returning to God, lowered my head and rushed forward, for fear that the scene just now was seen.

After rushing for fifty meters, Yan Hang pulled his clothes and he slowed down.

"No one saw it." Yan Hang said.

"Oh." Chu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the brain started to turn, recalling the short touch just now, and subconsciously touching his face.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"I thought you were going to fight, hit me." said the first day.

"What am I doing to beat you?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I played last time, I'm here." Chu Yi glanced at him.

"Why don't you solder your teeth." Yan Hang said.

"The teeth are welded, not on," said the first day of the month, "you are useless, have used welding, guns?"

"...To eat." Yan Hang said.

This weekend has a different meaning for the first year of junior high school.

Except for the shameful and conspicuous thing that he grew from a second shot to a N second shot, he suddenly thought of something else.

Although he and Yan Hang hadn't done anything excessive in the two nights, some things in his mind remained lingering.

.

Make a plane.

He hadn't thought about this before, even before today, he hadn't thought about it at all, even if he knew that Yan Hang would be , he had never thought about it, he could... .

I don't know why, this thought makes him even more embarrassed than being provoked by Yan Hang.

He was still pondering this question when he returned to school.

Will these people in the dormitory be jealous?

How come?

No, how to lure is not the point, where to lure is the key.

Bed?

Or... the toilet?

"Fuck," Hu Biao cursed next to him, "How long has Su Bin forced into the toilet and hasn't come out? Are you planting in it!"

"Constipation." Wu Xu said.

"What if I slip and fall," Gao Xiaoyang said, "I'll knock on the door."

"Come on," Zhou Chunyang leaned on the back of the chair and shook the chair, "What if someone is slapped, what should you do if you knock him down."

The whole group was full of joy, and Li Ziqiang jumped over and smashed the toilet door a few times: "You fucking finished!"

There was no sound from Su Bin.

In the first day of the junior high school, there was no answer, listening to the explosion of various pornographic stories from the group of people in the dormitory.

"Hey," Zhou Chunyang kicked him, "are you okay?"

"Huh?" Lu Yi glanced at him, "It's all right."

"What are you in a daze?" Zhou Chunyang said.

"Shen, thinking." Chu Yi put his arm on the table, resting his chin in his hand.

"You must have something," Zhou Chunyang said. "You don't usually think deeply in this way."

"He's really, really in the toilet," he couldn't hold back the first day of the junior high school, "Fuck?"

Zhou Chunyang was stunned: "What?"

Nothing in the first day of the new year.

It took a few seconds for Zhou Chunyang to laugh: "Who knows, how uncomfortable it is to be in the toilet, how good it is to be lying on the bed."

"That's right," Zhang Qiang said and simulated the action on his hands. "The quilt is covered, slam..."

"Just shot." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Go away," Zhang Qiang said, "I'm quite persistent."

"It's very long-lasting," Hu Biao nodded, "the bed swayed for five minutes when I was lying up yesterday."

"Did you pinch the watch for him?" Gao Xiaoyang said.

"I guess," Hu Biao said, "he stopped for five minutes..."

"Fat your mother." Zhang Qiang said.

"Organize a game," Zhou Chunyang said, "you two can fight."

"Chunyang," Hu Biao looked at Zhou Chunyang, "Do you want to take this opportunity..."

"Don't be intoxicated," Zhou Chunyang laughed, "I feel soft when I think of you."

"Fuck off." Zhang Qiang pointed at him.

What else did the people in the dormitory say after that?

I just felt that even if I didn't come from an alien planet, I was really a dog that came out of a ravine without electricity.

He grew up like a person who knew nothing.

He couldn't describe himself even after the resuscitation night, this is simply not the trick.

It must be considered that Yan Hang carved it for him.

Su Bin finally came out of the toilet, and he couldn't tell that he was not pressed. Anyway, he always had that expression on his face.

The lights in the dormitory went out before everyone finished washing up.

Zhou Chunyang was the last one and went to bed after washing in the dark and cursing.

On the first day of the junior high school, he was about to send a message to Yan Hang to say good night when the phone rang, which shocked him.

When he saw the caller ID, he was stunned.

It's mom.

He was a little uneasy. His mother had never called him for so long. Now when she suddenly received a call from her, she always felt scared.

"Whose phone number?" Li Ziqiang asked impatiently.

"My," Lu Yi quickly answered the phone, buried his head in the quilt, "Hello?"

"Have your dad contacted you?" Mom started to ask.

"Huh?" The first day of the day was stunned.

"Liang Bing said that someone had seen him in the field, but he was not sure," said his mother, "your dad is definitely not dead! Has he contacted you?"

"...No." Sitting up on the first day of the new year.

"I want to divorce him," my mother said, "let you know, if he contacts you, you will tell him."

"Ah." Chu Yi was stunned.