Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 31

You are in good shape.

Of course Feng Zhuo would not repeat it obediently.

"Just say good things once." After he finished speaking, he tore off the waistband of his trousers, hooked his fingers around the trouser waist, and made a gesture to take it off, raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Yi who was still standing in the bathroom: "You want to watch me take a shower? "

"Why don't you wash with me again?" Feng Zhuo invited with great interest.

Duan Yi: "..."

He gave him a blank look, turned and left the bathroom.

Before going back to the bedroom to lie down, Duan Yi threw the ice cream box that Feng Zhuo had eaten into the trash can, washed the spoon he used and put it on the chopstick rack, then went back to the living room and tidied the sofa to make it extraordinarily Neat and tidy, the pillows were neatly arranged by him, and even the distance between them was just right.

Feng Zhuotuo's school uniform jacket on the sofa was hung on the hanger by Duan Yi.

Duan Yi's schoolbag and school uniform pockets were eventually carried back to the bedroom by himself.

As soon as Feng Zhuo stepped out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he noticed that the living room was different from usual.

It's too clean and tidy without the usual mess.

Not his style at all.

Feng Zhuo walked around the living room while wiping his hair, looking in surprise at the living room that Duan Yi had tidied up.

Every object is back where it should be.

It makes people feel brighter and brighter.

He turned and strode toward the bedroom with a big smile on his face.

Feng Zhuo pushed open the bedroom door and found Duan Yizheng sitting sideways on the chair in front of the desk, playing with his mobile phone boredly.

The computer on the desk was turned on and stayed on the interface for entering the password.

Feng Zhuo asked: "Do you want to use a computer?"

Duan Yi said: "At first I wanted to find a few questions online for fun."

"Looking for a few questions, and still doing it for fun?" Feng Zhuo said as he walked, "You are really awesome."

He came to the chair where Duan Yi was sitting, put one hand on the table, and began to bend down to enter the password.

While his fingers were nimbly typing on the keyboard, Feng Zhuo told Duan Yi: "It's the pinyin zhiwue, underline _, and add a 1."

When he spoke, Duan Yi turned his face to look at him.

The two of them are very close now, Feng Zhuo, who just took a shower, is filled with the fragrance of shower gel, with a towel on his neck, his hair is damp, and the tips of his hair are about to drip.

Feng Zhuo was originally handsome, with a tough and tough physique, and usually looks crazy, so people always think that this brother is not easy to mess with.

But in fact, he was quite easy to get along with.

Duan Yi's eyes fell on Feng Zhuo's slightly red ears.

Then, he stretched out his hand and gently pinched Feng Zhuo's ear, slowly rubbing his warm fingertips on Feng Zhuo's ear.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhuo was shocked and opened his hand.

People also stepped back.

He covered his ears and rubbed them, frowned and said, "Don't touch my ears."

It was rare for Duan Yi to see Feng Zhuo blushing uncontrollably, and thought it was quite funny, so he laughed and asked, "Why?"

Feng Zhuo frowned and muttered: "Sensitive, I can't stand it."

"It's probably the same as you can't stand others pinching your shoulders."

Duan Yi understood.

Afterwards, Feng Zhuo pressed the Enter key, the screen was unlocked, and the main page jumped out.

Duan Yi turned his head to stare at the wallpaper of Feng Zhuo's computer screen, and remained silent for a while.

The screen is full of words "No playing games, go learn."

Duan Yi: "..."

Feng Zhuo showed off to him: "Is this wallpaper eye-catching? I made it myself. As soon as I saw it, I was so refreshed that I could do three sets of papers directly."

Duan Yi said: "Then show me three sets."

Feng Zhuo was distressed: "Oh, you, don't you know how to exaggerate?"

Duan Yi snorted and laughed, "It's quite fresh and refined to talk about bragging."

Feng Zhuo was also happy, he patted him on the back, "Your words are really bad."

"Thank you for the compliment." Duan Yi has already opened the website where he often writes questions.

Feng Zhuo said "Hey", "Are you really brushing the questions?"

"My God," he said in an exaggerated tone deliberately: "On the first day of confirming the relationship, I stayed at my boyfriend's house for the first time. In the middle of the night, you are alone and widowed. ??"

"Then what else?" Duan Yi asked him, "What else can I do?"

"You can't play games. It's not fun for me to play alone, and it may also arouse your desire to play games. I'm afraid you won't be able to resist the temptation and relapse before the midterm exam."

"It's better to brush the questions, maybe it can infect you," Duan Yi laughed as he spoke, and teased: "Give me a show of doing three sets of questions or something."

Feng Zhuo: "..."

"Don't even think about it, you have broken the sky." He said.

"That's all you have to offer," Duan Yi said after finishing speaking, "Come here, let's see what you choose for this question?"

Feng Zhuo bent down and moved closer to the computer screen.

He was reviewing a question, and Duan Yi gave him a hand.

Feng Zhuo immediately sat at the front of the chair.

Duan Yi's legs spread apart, and an open space was left for him.

There is only one chair in the bedroom, Feng Zhuo has to stand if he doesn't sit.

That's still comfortable to sit on.

He rested the elbow of his left hand on the table, rested his chin on his hand, and tilted his head to read the question.

Duan Yi leaned against the back of the chair and waited for his answer.

The two are very close, if Duan Yi hadn't leaned back in the chair, they would have been stuck together tightly.

After a while, Feng Zhuo clicked the mouse and selected the answer.

He said, "Pick C."

Duan Yi crossed his hands behind his head, stared at the computer screen, and said, "Continue."

Feng Zhuo complained while doing the questions: "As a co-author, you want me to do the questions?"

Duan Yi smiled lowly, he put down his hand, stretched forward, encircled Feng Zhuo's waist, leaned forward slightly, and put his chin on Feng Zhuo's shoulder.

"If I brushed the questions by myself, would I do such a simple exam question?"

His warm breath fell on his ears, and Feng Zhuo's ears felt hot.

Feng Zhuo, who was embraced by Duan Yi, was dazed for a moment, and his heart beat involuntarily.

He adjusted his breathing and said angrily, "Who are you insulting?"

Duan Yi: "The fourth question is wrong."

Feng Zhuo: "Well, I insulted the question."

After a while, Feng Zhuo wailed as if saving his life: "Mr. Yi, you are flattering me too much. What kind of perverted question is this?"

Duan Yi sighed: "I'll try again with the variation of the heavy and difficult questions that I told you after school today."

If Feng Zhuo can solve this question, it means that he really has a thorough understanding of the test point, and no matter how the knowledge point changes in the future, he will be able to deal with it and solve the correct answer.

As soon as Feng Zhuojing reminded him, he really had some ideas.

After Feng Zhuo finishes this set of questions, Duan Yi will finish explaining to him. It's past twelve o'clock.

There is still class tomorrow, so the two turned off the computer and went to bed.

It's not that Feng Zhuo hasn't slept with Duan Yi before, but... tonight is different.

Feng Zhuo lay flat on the bed, somewhat nervous.

Duan Yi seemed very calm, but kept his eyes open in the dark and did not sleep.

After a while, Feng Zhuo thought he was asleep, so he quietly stretched out his hand, slowly touched Duan Yi's hand, and held it lightly.

Unexpectedly, Duan Yi immediately clenched the hand he offered to send over.

Feng Zhuo was startled, "You didn't sleep?"

Duan Yihui: "Not yet."

He turned sideways and looked at Feng Zhuo, "Why don't you sleep?"

Feng Zhuo chuckled, "Happy."

"It's been a long time since anyone has had a sleepover with me."

"Hasn't Yan Jia been here?" Duan Yi asked.

"Usually I go to live at his house, because neither of us is very good at cooking. After sleeping here, we have to go back to his house for breakfast the next morning. It's troublesome. Why don't we live in his house directly, and we will have dinner when we wake up in the morning. Eat, save another trip."

Duan Yi rubbed his hand lightly, "Then how do you usually solve your breakfast?"

"There is a breakfast shop at the gate of the community. I often go there to eat." Feng Zhuo said with a light smile, "I am very familiar with the proprietress. I will take you there for breakfast tomorrow morning!"

Duan Yi responded: "Okay."

Not long after, Feng Zhuo fell asleep.

They were still holding hands.

Duan Yi slowly leaned over and hugged him into his arms.

Feng Zhuo moved slightly, instead of pushing him away, he burrowed into his arms again, like a puppy looking for a warm habitat for himself.

Duan Yi felt his temperature, and felt a faint pain in his heart.

The more you get to know Feng Zhuo and Duan Yi, the more you can feel that Feng Zhuo's heart is wrapped in great loneliness.

This kind of loneliness cannot be dissipated by the company of friends.

What he lacks has never been whether he has no one to accompany him.

Rather, home.

A home with the smell of fireworks.

it's OK.

It's okay Feng Zhuo.

Sooner or later, I will make up for you what you want and what you lack.

You don't have to envy anyone.

What others have, you will have too.

Sleep till dawn.

When Feng Zhuo opened his eyes again, there was no one around.

Duan Yi is missing.

He got up sleepily and looked for someone.

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he saw Duan Yi coming out of the kitchen with a prepared breakfast.

Feng Zhuo's eyes widened in surprise, and he was completely awake all of a sudden.

"Fuck..." He couldn't help sighing, "You can cook??"

Duan Yi seemed to have heard some nonsense, "Why can't I cook?"

"You are a young master from a rich family, but you know how to cook?" Feng Zhuo walked over and looked at Duan Yi's breakfast, hot porridge, fried eggs, and pancakes.

"Hey!" Feng Zhuo stared at the breakfast with a good hue, "It looks like he's good at cooking!"

Duan Yi snorted with unknown emotion.

Seeing that Feng Zhuo was about to sit down and eat breakfast, Duan Yi picked him up, pushed Feng Zhuo's shoulder, and said in disgust, "Go wash up."

Feng Zhuo went to wash up obediently, and then rushed over to enjoy the ready-made breakfast.

Duan Yi's culinary skills are good, Feng Zhuo finished his meal without forgetting to praise him: "I really didn't expect you to be a dignified young master who can clean up the house and cook at the same time."

"Mr. Yi, you are simply my Mr. Snail."

Duan Yi wanted to hate him, but in the end he just said: "Forget it."

Since you called me "Teacher Yi" and said "I'm yours", I don't care about you this time.

Reluctant to accept your compliment.

For breakfast, Feng Zhuo took the initiative to do the work of washing the pots and dishes.

When he came out of the kitchen and went back to the bedroom, Duan Yi was changing clothes.

He was standing by the bed with his back to the door of the bedroom. He had just pulled up his trousers and was taking off his shirt.

The teenage boy was thin but not emaciated.

The shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the back line is particularly smooth.

Feng Zhuo leaned on the door frame and blew a hooligan whistle.

Duan Yi picked up the half-sleeve of the school uniform on the bed, turned around while putting it on, and looked at Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo tilted his head and smiled at him, boasting sincerely: "You have a pretty good figure."

"You don't need to tell me." Duan Yi said frankly.

Feng Zhuo laughed even harder.

Duan Yi said: "I'm laughing like an idiot, I still don't come here to change clothes, if I don't leave, I'll be late."

Only then did Feng Zhuo walk in, put on another school uniform, put on his schoolbag and went out of the house together with Duan Yi.

"Mr. Yi," Feng Zhuo asked Duan Yi when he was going downstairs in the elevator, "Although I'm sorry for Auntie Duan, I still want to ask you, do you want to continue living at my house tonight?"

Duan Yi: "It's only morning."

There was a bit of helplessness in the speechless tone.

Feng Zhuo said innocently: "I know, who stipulated that you can't arrange things in the morning?"

Duan Yi said: "What? Are you going to do three sets of questions for my performance tonight? I can't live without this performance."

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhuo immediately agreed: "As long as you come to live in my house, I'll give you [-] sets of performance questions, no problem."

Duan Yi turned to look at him, with a flash of emotion in his eyes.

He said with a firm mouth as usual: "Dream brush?"

Feng Zhuo laughed, and said cooperatively: "Then I have to trouble Teacher Yi to come and watch my performance in my dream."

Duan Yi turned his head in disgust, but the roots of his ears turned red quietly.

Feng Zhuo didn't know that he was in Duan Yi's dream all night last night.

The author says:

After "Don't Touch My Shoulder", this article is also called "Don't Touch My Ear"