Two Thousand & Thirteen

Chapter 10 Barracks

Ding Lan was arguing with the gatekeepers, Xie Fenghua couldn't enter the factory after all, Liu Yan walked past them and went upstairs.

The light was on in the room, and Meng Feng hadn't come back yet, so Jue Ming was staring at a corner of the newspaper under the light.

Liu Yan: "This is the July lottery, what's the use of memorizing it?"

Jueming: "If one day time travels, I can use it if I go back in time."

Liu Yan: "..."

Liu Yan: " But even if you won the first prize at the end of July, the zombies will come in August, what will you spend the 7 million you won? Will you use it to make a bed?"

Jue Ming: "... "

Liu Yan and Jue Ming looked at each other for a moment.

Jue Ming: "You're right."

The corners of Liu Yan's mouth twitched, thinking that this is really a strange child. Zhang Min said he was fifteen years old, but he looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his mind was in his early ten years old. Is it so strange to be protected by Zhang Min?

"Baby, have you memorized this lottery ticket?" Zhang Min and Meng Feng came back from the shower, Zhang Min looked at Jue Ming; "There will be no lottery draws in the future."

Liu Yan: "..."

Jue Ming said, "I won't recite today."

Zhang Min kissed and hugged with a smile, rubbed his feet to protect Jue Ming in front of him, the big penguin hugged the little penguin, and went back to the room awkwardly.

Meng Feng sat on the bed, stared at Liu Yan without saying a word.

"So what?"

Liu Yan had already taken a shower in the afternoon, and was lying on the bed reading a book. The weather gradually cooled down, Liu Yan was covered with a quilt that was not too thick, and curled up very comfortably.

"You can be gentle." Meng Feng said.

"What kind of gentle method." Liu Yan said casually, "Like Jue Ming?"

Meng Feng didn't say anything, then patted the place next to the bed, and said, "Come here and press my shoulder."

"Come here and press my shoulder." Liu Yan retorted.

Meng Feng knew what Liu Yan was going to say, so he smiled slyly: "No problem."

He got up and walked towards Liu Yan.

"Wait! What are you going to do! Meng Feng! Stop!!! Ah--!"

Liu Yan was pressed under Meng Feng, Meng Feng violently lifted the quilt, lifted Liu Yan's waistcoat to his chest. Holding his waist, with the other hand could not help but pull down his shorts. Liu Yan struggled for a moment, Meng Feng's lips were blocked.

Meng Feng was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs, with strong thighs and arms, and his bare chest carried the breath of a man's skin. When he was rubbing against Liu Yan, his crotch was firmly against him.

Liu Yan was kissed and breathless within a few strokes. It had been a long time since Liu Yan touched Meng Feng's skin, which was both strange and exciting.

It's like sleeping with a total stranger, there is a false sense of strangeness, and he can't help but think of the summer vacation when he was a sophomore and a junior in high school.

At that time, when they went camping by the sea, he slept in the same tent with Meng Feng. Both of them were wearing beach shorts and bare-chested. They kissed clumsily in the tent and hugged each other.