Chapter 63: Fight hard

　　 "Drink the medicine." Nie Bufan came to Si Chenyu's room with a bowl of dark soup and medicine.
　　 Si Chenyu dismissed the bowl of medicine, just staring at Nie Bufan.
　　 Just after this time, the stars are shining outside the window, most of the residents in Jiwo Village have not yet fallen asleep, and Si Chenyu did not expect Nie Bufan to come so early.
　　 Under the dim candlelight, his eyes were shining and translucent, and his cheeks were slightly reddish, standing aside, calm as a virgin.
　　 Si Chenyu looked at him a little unexpectedly. It's rare that he was also gentle. Could it be that he was making some wicked ideas? He moved his gaze to the soup medicine on the table, and secretly guessed, did he put something weird in the medicine?
　　 "Drinking medicine helps sleep, don't you really take a sip?" Nie Bufan asked again.
　　 "No." Si Chenyu refused without thinking, "I haven't gotten any improvement after drinking for so long, so I don't have to try again."
　　 He pulled Nie Bufan to his side and looked at him with a smile but a smile: "I want to try your medicine even more."
　　 "Brother Wet," Nie Bufan put his hand on his shoulder, earnestly, "Actually, I really think you are too lonely. It's better to go to the brothel when you have time. It is a good king of Korean entertainment."
　　 Si Chenyu's mouth twitched, and he gave him a hard look.
　　 "This bowl of medicine is a little different from the previous formula, you might as well try it." Nie Bufan pushed him away, sat at the table, pointed to the bowl and persuaded again.
　　 "Oh?" Si Chenyu leaned on the bed and asked, "You feed me?"
　　 "If I feed you, drink it?" Nie Bufan raised his eyebrows, he didn't ignore the suspicion he had previously revealed about the bowl of medicine.
　　 Si Chenyu smiled and said, "If you feed me with your mouth, drink it."
　　 Nie Bufan held his chin and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Why not, let's play a game."
"what game?"
　　 "Do you know how to play rock paper scissors?"
　　 "I prefer to play games in bed." Rock paper scissors, when he is a child?
　　 "How boring is that?" Nie Bufan said again: "In this way, if I win once, you can take a sip of the medicine. If you win, you can make a request to me."
　　 "Anything will do?" Si Chenyu came interested.
　　 "Of course it must be acceptable to me." Nie Bufan gave him a slanted look, "If you win once, I have to dedicate myself bravely, I don't agree."
　　 Si Chenyu thought for a moment, then stared at him and asked: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with this bowl of medicine?"
　　 "I promise." Nie Bufan answered categorically.
　　 Si Chenyu nodded, and agreed irresponsibly, anyway, it’s still early, so it’s not bad to have fun with him. It's just that if he killed him before, he didn't believe he would play this kind of naive game.
　　 The two sat opposite each other and started a battle of rock-paper-scissors.
　　 Nie Bufan lost the first game.
　　 Si Chenyu clicked his lips in time and motioned for him to send a kiss.
　　 Nie Bufan pouted his lips, secretly despising his request, there was nothing new, it was completely in his expectation.
　　 He leaned in and kissed his lips lightly. Just about to return, Si Chenyu pressed the back of his head to deepen the kiss.
　　 Nie Bufan unceremoniously punched him in the belly.
　　 Si Chenyu immediately let go, his expression distorted.
　　 "Brother wet, there are game rules in the game, and fouls are punished." He took the medicine bowl and handed it to him.
　　 Si Chenyu looked at his somewhat red and swollen mouth, coldly hummed and took the medicine, and took a sip.
　　 The second round continued, but Nie Bufan still lost.
　　 Si Chenyu knocked on the table with his fingers, glanced arrogantly on Nie Bufan, and said, "Take off your clothes."
　　 Nie Bufan shrugged, stood up and took off his coat.
　　 When Si Chenyu saw him, he immediately pointed to him in amazement and asked, "Why are you still wearing a coat under your coat?"
　　 Nie Bufan squinted and said with a smile: "Hey, I'm happy."
　　 Si Chenyu sullen his face, the secret path is not good, this kid is here tonight prepared. His eyes flashed, OK, let him see how many tricks he can play!
　　 Nie Bufan won the third game, and Si Chenyu had no job in the world.
　　 Si Chenyu won the fourth game. He continued to ask: "Take off your clothes."
　　 Nie Bufan took off, still a coat inside.
　　 Si Chenyu gritted his teeth, the fifth round: "Undress."
　　 Nie Bufan took off again, this time revealing a shirt.
　　 Very good, finally peeled off the hard shell. Si Chenyu nodded in satisfaction.
　　 He lost all the next few games and was forced to drink several sips of medicine.
　　 pulled back a round and continued: "Undress."
　　 Nie Bufan took off his shirt, and he was wearing a vest inside, and under the vest there was still a coat!
　　 Si Chenyu was angry: "How many pieces did you wear?"
　　 "You don't know if you take it off." Nie Bufan smiled brightly in the sun.
　　 Si Chenyu Qijie, he finally knew why this kid had flushed cheeks before. It has nothing to do with shyness, affection, and other inexplicable emotions, it is completely hot!
　　 To win another round, Si Chenyu learned well and asked: "Take off your pants."
　　 Nie Bufan calmly untied his waist and took off his trousers, revealing his white trousers and two well-proportioned calves.
　　 Si Chenyu hooked up and smiled, and the game continued.
　　 After two wins and two losses, Nie Bufan's pants were stripped off, and his clothes were naked and empty. But he was still sitting with his legs folded, swaying his bare feet leisurely, making Si Chenyu's heart itchy.
　　 After several rounds of battle, Si Chenyu felt that victory was in sight, but he didn't know that the bowl of medicine had bottomed out.
　　 Just when Nie Bufan took off only one shirt, he drank his medicine.
　　 The game is over, Nie Bufan stood up and stretched.
　　 Following his movements, a loose white bottoming shirt slid slightly open, and the semi-open collar showed smooth skin, and his feet were bare, enticing Tiancheng.
　　 "Enough fun?" Si Chenyu hooked him into his arms and whispered in his ear.
　　 Nie Bufan looked at him and said calmly: "Brother Wet, don't you feel any sleepiness now?"
　　 I really feel a little groggy when I hear him say that.
　　 Nie Bufan led him to the bed and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."
　　 Si Chenyu squinted his eyes, his vision was a little fuzzy, he covered his forehead and muttered, "What's the matter?"
　　 Drowsiness hits like a tide. Suddenly, he looked at Nie Bufan next to him, and said angrily: "You... don't you guarantee that the bowl of medicine is okay?"
　　 Nie Bufan despised him, "Do you believe my guarantee? Brother Shi, you are too naive."
　　 Si Chenyu's veins violently violently, he can't wait to smoke him, but unfortunately he can't resist the turbulent sleepiness.
　　 Nie Bufan stretched out his hand and pushed him down, then helped him take off his shoes, covered the quilt, squeezed his face, and said, "Good night."
　　 Si Chenyu stared at his clothed back, and finally closed his eyes with hatred.
　　 As soon as Nie Bufan put on a coat, he saw a ghostly figure appearing at the door. Looking up, it was Li Huai.
　　 He faintly said: "I saw it all."
　　 "Oh? What do you think?" Nie Bufan asked seriously about the latest chapter of Ao Shi Jiu Zhong Tian.
　　 "You are too cunning to give you any chance to turn over." Li Huai walked in with heavy steps and grabbed Nie Bufan, "Follow me now."
　　 "Hey? I haven't put on my pants yet?" Nie Bufan swayed his two bare legs, and staggered out of the house by Li Huai.
　　 Li Huai didn't say a word, but secretly decided to carry the silence to the end. He dragged people into his house all the way, threw them on his bed, and rushed to his feet.
　　 Nie Bufan poked his leg with his foot and asked, "Are you sure you want to challenge the limits of the human body?"
　　 Li Huai snorted, and silently began to undress.
　　 Seeing him take off one piece after another with serious expression, Nie Bufan felt that he was about to go to the execution ground. If you are so unhappy, why do you have to force it?
　　 took off so that only a single shirt was left, Li Huai pressed him, stiffly without any next move.
　　 After a weird silence, Nie Bufan couldn't help asking: "It's bad, are you brewing emotions?"
　　 He has no affection at all, his lower body is quiet like a shy little girl, and he dare not lift his head.
　　 Li Huai gritted his teeth and bit Nie Bufan’s lips as if righteously, moving mechanically, his neck stiffened, and Nie Bufan felt tired for him.
Why bother? What excites him?
　　 Nie Bufan hugged him lightly, touched him comfortingly, then rolled over and pressed him under his body, took the initiative, and twisted his lips and teeth.
　　 Li Huai froze and resisted not pushing anyone away.
　　 For a moment, Nie Bufan removed his lips and smiled: "It's bad, you're too nervous. Come, tell Brother Sixin, why do you insist on having close contact with me?"
　　 Li Huai glared at him, before spitting out a few words: "I want to know why my brother likes you."
　　 Nie Bufan lay on one side with his face on his back, smiling and crooked: "Well, I want to know too."
　　 "Hmph, don't be proud of you!" Li Huai said anxiously, "Not everyone eats you!"
　　 "I'm not proud, really." Nie Bufan said on his lips, but his expression was not like that at all. The proud demo was really awkward.
　　 Li Huai coughed with anger and flushed.
Nie Bufan hurriedly helped him get along, and calmly said: "Calm down, calm down. Even if you want to know the reason, you don't use it to commit personal risks. You must know that a misstep will become an eternal hate, and once you enter the basic gate, it is as deep as the sea, and it will be difficult to look back. Up."
　　 Li Huai disdainfully said: "From my background, what beauty hasn't been seen? How charming do you think you can make me unable to look back?"
　　 This is a model of not hitting the South Wall and not dying. Is it true that he will know how good he is? Nie Bufan was tangled.
　　 Li Huai showed a look of death again, pressed Nie Bufan under him again, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't be too slow, come on!"
　　 Are you here? Nie Bufan opened his eyes wide, waiting to see how brave he was.
　　 As a result, Li Huai's thunder was heavy and the rain was lighter, his eyes flickered, and he looked like a brother who didn't know where to start.
Nie Bufan yawned, gave him a pitying look, then pulled him away, rolled up the quilt, and said dullly: "Okay, stop making trouble, go to sleep. Tomorrow, see how effective Brother Wet drinking the medicine is. Yes, I will make you another bowl."
　　 Li Huai glared at the curled up people, his eyes fired, feeling that his self-esteem was severely contempt. This guy didn't take him as a matter at all, and fell asleep peacefully!
　　 "Damn it, get me up!" Li Huai shook him vigorously, but unexpectedly he was slapped and arrogant, mother don't want to run away to read the full text.
　　 He was about to explode, gritted his teeth, reached out to reach his leg/space, fixed his eyes on Nie Bufan's peaceful sleeping face, and began to stun himself.
　　 After only a moment, he reached into the quilt and lifted the hem of Nie Bufan's clothes. This guy hadn't had time to put on his pants, and it was open and open, and Li Huai found the target easily.
　　 got into the quilt, pressed his whole body on him, raised his leg, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slammed into it!
　　 "Ah----" Nie Bufan let out a scream.
　　 Li Huai was also pinched and his face was pale. He kept doing nothing, pulling Nie Bufan's legs wider and starting to run rampant.
　　 Nie Bufan was almost chrysanthemum, and the feeling of being punished with Huanglong was really miserable.
　　 He was also very hot, turned over and overwhelmed Li Huai, sitting heavily on his belly, his lower body firmly bonded.
　　 Li Huai also took a deep breath, unable to understand Nie Bufan's high posture, turned him over again, and entered sideways.
　　 Nie Bufan was unwilling to show weakness, put his legs on his neck, and used scissors.
　　 Li Huai was furious, and moved harder, so that Nie Bufan felt a little weak before he pulled his legs off.
　　 At this time, his hair is messy, his face is blush, and his neck is thick, like a lobster that has been blown up. Where is the demeanor of a family?
　　 Li Huai couldn't manage that much anymore, and continued to fight wildly with Nie Bufan, you come and I will not give in.
　　 The sheets and bedding were quickly torn / twisted into a ball.
　　 With a "bang", the two fell out of the bed together, Nie Bufan was up and Li Huai was down. Miraculously, the closeness of the two did not separate, and they went further in the impact.
　　 Both of them snorted at the same time, sweating and breathing heavily.
　　 Nie Bufan was condescending and gasped, "Are you convinced?"
　　 "Take your head!" Li Huai-Jian/Strong, tightly wrapped in Yong/Dao, feeling bursts of pleasure.
　　 Nie Bufan hugged his chest and sat his belly a few times. When he was about to say something, he was taken aback by the crackling of his skin.
　　The things in his body are as hard as a soldering iron, which generates heat as he moves and stimulates his nerves.
　　 Nie Bufan angrily prepared to roll over and was restrained by Li Huai as soon as he raised his waist.
　　 "Why, want to escape?" Li Huai looked at him fixedly, a cluster of flames burning in his eyes.
　　 Pressed down with both hands, and the two became one again.
　　The gradually proficient Li Huai didn't give Nie Bufan a chance to escape, so he turned him over, pressed his arm, and walked straight in from behind.
　　 Nie Bufan twisted his body, freed his hand, grabbed a pillow and smashed it. Li Huai continued to attack without pain or itching.
　　 I have to say that heredity is really a wonderful thing. Like Li Yi, Li Huai has extraordinary endurance and firmness, and can attack it no matter how bad the environment is. This spirit of perseverance and swearing to give up has surpassed the limit that the world can restrain.
　　 Nie Bufan is weak, and has never been so tired.
　　 Li Huai also sublimated, and his spirit and body were satisfied.
　　 A battle ended with Gao Chao's exhaustive death midway...
　　 The author has something to say: Puff, sorry, I really don’t know where my lower limit is...