Chapter 241

Zhan Fengli stares at the mischievous little disaster star. His teeth are crushed.

This potato is mixed with his saliva, grass!

I should have run away with the pot!

Thousand Chong West pound finish, Yang the lips of honey color looking at Zhan Feng to hunt, the eye annoys to death person not worth life of blink.

"If you don't starve to death, I'll eat half of mine anyway."

As he said this, he took out the spoon from Zhan Feng's hunter and scooped up the burnt rice with mashed potatoes and fed it to his mouth.

To tell you the truth, the mashed potatoes that salty out of the sky and the burnt rice seem to taste good. It's a pity that if you swallow them without chewing them, you'll have to cut a slot in your throat.

Zhan Fengli stares at this hateful bastard for a long time, gets up, finds two bottles of mineral water, pours it in, and then goes to make a fire.

Qian Chong's eyes brightened when he went to Sidon: "Wow, good idea. I'll take some soft food."

It's not like rice or porridge. After the food was cooked again, Zhan Fengli was already very hungry. He didn't care about the saliva, so he just ate it with Qianchong.

When eating, I also looked at qianchongxi's lips.

The lip shape is pretty good, shining in the background of the campfire.

For the sake of good-looking lips and teeth, he is not so disgusting.

It's just the first time I've eaten in a pot!

No, there's no rice. It's pig food!

Even pigs may disdain to eat food!

When the two of them finished eating the bowl of grain, the other six students would have gone back to sleep in the tent, leaving only the two of them.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the night when the field was finished and the tent was set up. Zhan Fengli opened the tent and went in and lay down.

A day of high-intensity training, coupled with food tossing for so long, he was too tired to move.

He just lay down for a while, Qian Chongxi didn't know which corner he came out of, opened his zipper and went in to lie down beside him.

It was originally a one meter wide single tent, and he was big, so there was little space left. Qian Chongxi was lying next to him, and he was relatively small, just like he was in his arms.

He slowly narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "get out and sleep. It's not raining."

Qian Chongxi had never suffered so much. After staying under the tree for a while, the mosquito bit him several bags, which made him unable to sleep.

Hearing Zhan fengsha's words, he didn't even open his eyes. His half familiar voice was lazy: "I'm afraid of snakes, mosquitoes and insects biting me."

Zhan Fenglie stares at the boy in his arms. His eyebrows are squeezed. He has a nice voice and is impatient: "hot, go out to sleep."

"You should obey the discipline, the instructor said. If you rush me, I'll go and complain. Tomorrow I'll let you do 200 push ups."

Qianchongxi is hot and sweaty, but it's much better than being bitten by mosquitoes and insects outside. There are also reptiles like unknown wild animals and snakes.

Zhan Fengli stares at the little bastard. His eyes are full of helplessness to him. He gets up, takes off his T-shirt and pants, folds them and puts them on his feet. Then he lies down with his back on his side.

"You also sleep on your side, saving space."

Qian Chongxi turned over and looked at him. Before he could settle down, he suddenly froze. Then he turned over and yelled angrily, "try touching me again!"

Qian Chongxi's eyes are round: "it's you who curl up and bow so that I have no place. It's up to me?"

Zhan Fengli is biting his teeth and staring at the bastard, hoping to kick him out.

With a burst of anger, he rolled over and lay upright on his side.

"Don't touch me, scald the meat."

"You are not a woman, I seldom touch you!" Qian Chongxi opened his eyes and looked at this grumpy guy, but he was against the moonlight, and his deep eyes were more deep, which made people unable to see the emotion of his eyes.

Zhan Fenglie stares at Qian Chongxi in front of him. He is silent for a moment. The bright moonlight gets into the tent and slants on his white face like an elf. His eyes are shining white, especially the eyes. The pupils are dark blue. Every blink seems to throw out an innocent and cold light.

Just looking at them, they seemed to calm his irascible heart and let his anger gradually dissipate.

After staring at him for nearly a minute, he got up again and quietly put on his trousers. He crossed his waist with one hand and tied his belt.

Qian Chongxi's lips slanted evil: "what's the matter? I'm afraid I'll fall asleep. Can't I do it for you at night?"

"If you are a woman, I can consider not wearing pants." Zhan fengsha's voice was light and evil, and then he lay down on his side, but this time he lay down with his back to him.

After lying down, facing the moonlight, he can see that his eyebrows are frowning. In his deep eyes, his emotions are extremely complex.

Now just 18 years old, youth is young, looking at the little bastard's lips, smelling his breath, unexpectedly... Damn good-looking.

Qian Chongxi punched him on the back, "you pushed me."

Zhan Fengli: "it's too crowded."

Qian Chongxi: "if you don't go out, after all, your skin is rough and your flesh is thick."

"Don't go out and crush you." Zhan Fengli simply relaxed. This relaxation pushed Qian Chongxi out of the tent, and even the tent changed shape.

Qian Chongxi slapped him on the arm with a crisp sound.

"Be careful to break the umbrella of the tent. No one can sleep!"

Zhan Fengli ignored, closed his eyes and raised his lips slightly.

In other words, after graduating from high school, the two of them were in different universities for half a year. They only met once every half a month. Either he went to his school to make trouble for him, or he came to his school to make trouble for him.

I'm going to stay here for two months after a long holiday. I can't find this son of a bitch, but I always feel like something is missing. This time, I'll drag him to death.

Qian Chongxi stared at the tall and strong body, sniffed, and frowned: "do you smell any peculiar smell?"

Zhan Fenglie opened his eyes slowly, then said faintly, "No

Qian Chongxi got up, turned his body, stared at him and said, "is it the potatoes and burnt rice that I eat at night that make hydrogen sulfide taste different?"

... Zhan Fengli stares at Qian Chongxi above his face, grabs him by the neck and draws him close to his eyes.

"If you dare to change the air quality without authorization, I think you want to die!"

"Ha ha ha, you can't smoke. I didn't let you smoke, but I was pushed out by you. You can't blame me for your external force and natural physiological reaction."

Zhan Fengli let go of his neck, frowned, held his breath and fanned the air in front of his face.

Just outside the tent, four or five students were nestled in the shadow of the tree, staring at the tent No. 3. When someone heard the sound, they ran out first. When they saw the scene of the fire, they were not as good as the others. He quietly called a group of people out to watch the exciting scene.

Moonlight printed the tent, but this moment, the beautiful boy seems to be close.

And what else did he say

It's really fascinating.