Yi Mu played games until the early hours of the morning. He rubbed his dry eyes and looked down at Lu Qingyao.
Lu Qingyao's eyes were closed and his breathing was even; he appeared to be asleep.
Yi Mu breathed a sigh of relief, lay down, but still felt that Lu Qingyao was too close.
They tried to move him by his arm, but Lu Qingyao was too big to be moved.
After struggling for a while, Yi Mu was covered in sweat.
He sighed, then simply lay down, his back to Lu Qingyao.
Not long after Yi Mu fell asleep, Lu Qingyao, who seemed to be fast asleep, opened his eyes.
He stared at the round back of the head in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and pressed his body against it.
In the early morning, sunlight shone through the heavy curtains.
At seven o'clock sharp, the alarm clock rang loudly.
The past few days have disrupted Yi Mu's biological clock. It struggled for a while before opening its eyes.
He reached out and turned off the alarm clock, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
A hand was placed around his waist, tightly gripping him, and behind him, something hard and hot was thrusting and pushing between his legs.
His shorts had been pulled down to his knees at some point, and his crotch was wet.
Yi Mu turned around slowly with a stiff face. Lu Qingyao's eyes were still closed, his brows furrowed slightly in a sexy way, lost in a dream.
Yi Mu shoved Lu Qingyao with his elbow, and Lu Qingyao cried out in pain, opening his eyes in confusion to meet Yi Mu's angry face.
"Are you fucking a teddy bear? You'd even lay a hand on your own brother! You beast! Let go right now!"
Lu Qingyao, in a state of extreme panic from shock, quickly let go of her hand and pulled back the blanket.
The area under the blanket was a mess.
The tip of Yimu's fair buttocks had been rubbed for who knows how long, and was slightly pink. His anus was well protected by his two buttocks, but his inner thighs were suffering.
The flesh at the base of the thigh is naturally tender, and it hurts even with the slightest force. After being touched by that thing for so long, it's wet and swollen.
Faced with Yi Mu's murderous glare that seemed to want to give him a good beating, Lu Qingyao lowered his head in shame.
"Well, you know, we're impulsive at this age. I thought I was dreaming."
From an angle unseen by Yi Mu, the corners of his mouth curled up, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, utterly satisfied.
What else could Yimu possibly say, that his best friend had a wet dream and mistook him for a woman to have sex with?
He couldn't bring himself to say it, even if you beat him to death, so he could only suffer in silence and then desperately try to cause trouble in front of Lu Qingyao.
Lu Qingyao knew he was sulking, so she patiently accepted his various dirty tricks.
He made breakfast. His Harley was at the villa, and he and Imu each rode a bicycle to school.
Today happened to be Yi Mu's turn to be on duty, and Lu Qingyao quickly wiped the blackboard, mopped the floor, and threw away all the trash for him.
Yi Mu finally smiled a little. He warned Lu Qingyao that if he did that again, he could forget about sleeping in the same bed with him.
You know, they've slept in the same bed since they were little.
When Yi Mu said that, it meant he was genuinely bothered by that matter.
Lu Qingyao readily agreed, but in his heart he hated the God.
If it weren't for his meddling, Yi Mu wouldn't have forgotten all that happened in the past.
You should know that gay men are most afraid of straight men, and even more afraid of falling in love with a straight man.
However, he also knew that this was his punishment.
No matter how difficult it is, he will make Yimu fall in love with him again.
Yi Mu hadn't come to class for three days, and everyone was curious about what he had been up to.
Yi Mu only said that he had something to do, and that it has now been resolved.
Everyone's attention was on Yi Mu, only Lan Yu cared about Lu Qingyao.
She didn't tie her hair up today; her chestnut-colored curly hair was loose down her back, and her face was delicate, making her look like a princess.
She walked over to Lu Qingyao, handed him the white eraser, and tossed her hair to reveal her beautiful face.
"Thank you for the eraser."
Lu Qingyao didn't remember lending her an eraser. He looked up at the girl, nodded indifferently, and reached out to take it.
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