I really didn't seduce him

Chapter 39 Absurd

For the first time, Fang Yanwei knew that a person who looked so cold would also bring a burning sensation when kissed.

He was originally sitting sideways on the sofa, but when Lu Zhi leaned over him, he unconsciously leaned back a little, and the curve of his back gradually deepened.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was already lying flat on the sofa, with the flexible leather on his back.

The smell of tobacco and sandalwood encroached on his sanity little by little.

He was dazed, looked up and saw Lu Zhi's dark, deep eyes.

Lu Zhi's school uniform jacket that he was wearing was open, and the dark blue hem was spread out on the white sofa, being pressed by Lu Zhi's left hand on the sofa.

The fine wood beads spread out twice, sticking to his waist, following Lu Zhi's kissing movement, rubbing past his side waist little by little, like a fire burning little by little, making him struggle unconsciously. Moved several times.

The mouth hurt a little from being kissed, and there was some numbness that couldn't be ignored.

Her waist and legs were soft, as if she had fallen into a cloud, and she felt a little drunk and sleepy for no reason.

The veins on the back of Lu Zhi's hand stretched slightly, as if he was kissing instinctively, and instinctively wanted to press him into his own flesh and blood.

Just...not bad.

That's what kissing is like.

Lu Zhi pinched his chin, and he opened his mouth little by little in a daze.

Lu Zhi didn't go deep, but the hand on his waist tightened slightly.

He was jerky, and Lu Zhi was also unfamiliar. They didn't seem to be kissing, but more like they were absorbing something from each other.

My head was dizzy, like fireworks had exploded.

The corner of Lu Zhi's mouth was lightly bitten by Lu Zhi, and his hand slowly lifted up, and he placed it behind Lu Zhi's back. In the quiet and lonely sandalwood fragrance, as if venting, he clenched and wrinkled Lu Zhi's clothes little by little. .

The morning light has not yet spread to the city, and the bar without lights is dimly lit. He lies on the sofa and kisses the first person he knows in this city.

It's as if he's the only one for him.

He was wearing a dark blue school uniform, and was pressed and kissed by the person he once thought was cold and ascetic.

Ridiculous and true.

Lu Zhi propped himself off the sofa with his left hand, straightened up, and stroked the boy's hair.

The boy was lying on his side on the sofa, his left wrist hanging from the edge of the sofa stopped in a place where the light did not reach, his light brown hair was a little long, hanging obediently on his forehead.

The corners of Fang Yanwei's mouth were rubbed reddish, stained with water, and his bright and slightly childish face was even more colorful than usual.

Fang Yanwei raised his hand and rubbed his mouth.

It was soft and hot, and the aftertaste was like an electric current, which startled him.

This is what it feels like to kiss someone.

No wonder that group of people want to fall in love early.

Wait a moment.

He kissed Lu Zhi, and he thought it was good.

So does he... agree to Lu Zhi?

He sat up on the sofa and thought about it seriously.

"Are you still in class?" he asked.

Lu Zhi, who was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, turned his head sideways and glanced at Fang Yan's only eye with his eyelids raised.

Her hair was messy, her eyes and cheeks were red, the corners of her mouth were slightly red and swollen, and there were thin tears in her eyes.

A man who had been kissed messily was still asking if he wanted to go to class.

"No." Lu Zhi said.

On the first day of the third semester of high school, teacher Chen Sangyu, the class teacher, prepared two major programs for the class meeting.

First, let the first class in the grade hold the classmate and tell everyone about their learning experience.

Second, let Fang Yanwei, who has made the fastest progress in grades, tell everyone about his progress.

As soon as the class bell rang, Teacher Chen walked into the classroom with a book in his arms, and looked at the seats of the two students.

empty?

What about people?

Teacher Chen:"?"

What day is this, the god of learning and the bully are absent from school at the same time?

Haven't asked for leave yet!

"Let's study by ourselves." Teacher Chen said.

"Brother Zhengyi." He Suisui poked at the same table, "Brother Fang must have not finished his summer homework, skipped class, and hasn't asked for leave yet."

Xu Zhengyi nodded, deeply convinced: "Brother Fang doesn't care."

The "release" in the morning was closed, and there were only Fang Yanwei and Lu Zhi in the huge space.

Fang Yanwei was sitting at the bar, struggling to identify the wine bottles on the cabinet, while listening to Lu Zhi calling Teacher Chen.

"I'm sorry, teacher." Lu Zhi's voice sounded pure and quiet, "I was not feeling well on the way to school. Fang Yanwei sent me to the hospital. I'm fine now."

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." Teacher Chen on the other end of the phone said, "You have a good rest, Fang Yan only missed the class, and I will find a way to make up for him later."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Does this work too?

Do you still believe the teacher?

Obviously it was Lu Zhi who made his mouth red from kissing him, which made him unable to go to class.

"Thank you teacher, I'll make it up for him." Lu Zhi hung up the phone, ordered the wine cabinet, "Do you want to try it?"

wine?

Fang Yanwei nodded.

"I only learned it once, I'll try it." Lu Zhi took the glass from the shelf, mixed a light pink glass and pushed it over.

Transparent ice cubes are immersed in the liquid, and the rim of the wine glass is decorated with half a slice of lemon and green grapes.

Fang Yanwei took a sip.

What, no smell of alcohol.

"Non-alcoholic beverages." Lu Zhi said, "You seem to get drunk after a little alcohol."

"You know all of this?" Fang Yanwei asked.

In front of Lu Zhi, he seemed to be unable to hide anything.

He wanted to ask some bits and pieces, but he didn't know where to start.

"We..." He hesitated.

What is our situation now?

"We kissed." Lu Zhi said.

I fucking know.

Fang Yanwei felt that his cheeks should be redder than the non-alcoholic drink in front of him.

"You kiss me." Lu Zhi said.

Fang Yanwei: "?"

No ah.

His was at best a spur of the moment family attempt.

It was Lu Zhi who finally kissed him.

"Straight men don't think about their loved ones casually." Lu Zhi said, "Right?"

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Yes, yes, he is guilty, he deserves to die.

Lu Zhi sat on the high stool inside the bar, put the Buddhist beads in the palm of his left hand, moved his thumb, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you want to say that's all?"

I haven't fucking spoken yet.

Fang Yan said ideally.

In the matter of occupying the moral high ground, his brother Zhi has always been on the rocket.

"Do you have no objection?" Lu Zhi looked up at him.

"Not yet..."

I kissed them all, and it didn't feel bad.

"Then can you talk to me?" Lu Zhi asked.

His face was still calm and unwavering, as cold as a god without sorrow or joy, but there was some grievance in his tone that could not be ignored.

Fang Yanwei turned his head to one side, looked sideways at the floor, and said unnaturally: "Then...then try."

Lu Zhi smiled.

At that moment, this person seemed unwilling to pretend again.

Presumptuous and unscrupulous, this is the real road stick.

Lu Zhi hooked his neck and pressed it close to his ear: "Brother Fang, be my boyfriend."