double rebirth

It was clear that he ran so fast and in such a hurry, but when he reached Shen Zequn's side, Ren cleared his panting but did not act any more aggressively.

It's like he really likes Shen Zequn very much, and wants to hug him and kiss him. Day by day, he becomes greedy and terrible in the tenderness of Shen Zequn, but he has to restrain himself desperately during this year's relationship. Restraint and restraint.

He felt that he was not good enough, not worthy of the word "love", and he had to work harder.

But what Ren Qing didn't expect was that at this time, Shen Zequn seemed to be more urgent than him. He opened his windbreaker and embraced him in his arms, and kissed his ear, with a faint smile on his body. tobacco smell.

Ren Qing's nose was red, but it wasn't all cold.

"How could Mr. Shen... um..."

Before Ren Qing could express the question in his heart, Shen Zequn lowered his head and kissed him.Different from the past, Shen Zequn's kiss really lacked tenderness, but pure possession between men, as if trying to tear him apart.

This was the first time Ren Qing had seen such an out-of-control Shen Zequn.

Shen Zequn's kisses were always gentle and soft, so that every time he felt that his kissing skills were too poor, so Shen Zequn didn't kiss him very much every time.Some of them are just lips touching, as if there is only the meaning of doting and rewarding, and there is no desire for lust.

But right now the kiss is too intrusive-possessive, Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, all his experiences were learned from Shen Zequn, Shen Zequn was the first person he liked.

Ren Qing knew what Shen Zequn wanted to do at this time, and was also very happy.

In a daze, Shen Zequn opened the car door behind him. Ren Qing's legs became weak from the kiss, and Shen Zequn pressed him on the leather seat, and then closed the car door.

The two seemed to regard each other's clothes as enemies, tearing at each other and kissing.Shen Zequn took off Ren Qing's trousers to his knees, and turned him over, but he couldn't take off those strange lace-up boots.

Ren Qing couldn't help it, so he held Shen Zequn's wrist tremblingly, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Mr. Shen..."

There seemed to be an undercurrent in Shen Zequn's eyes. He touched Ren Qing's face with his hand, and Ren Qing gently kissed Shen Zequn's fingertips, and put Shen Zequn's slender fingers in his mouth.

……

Under Shen Zequn's vigorous collision, it seemed that Ren Qing's breath was about to be divided into several parts before he could breathe out completely, but the smile on his face could not be restrained, his face was full of information and satisfaction, and the corners of his eyes were also red.

Suddenly, for a moment, Ren Qing felt his body tense, and his left foot seemed to have stepped on something. He looked over subconsciously, but found that the back of the leather seat was scratched by a nail on his shoe.

Sensing Ren Qing's expression changed slightly, Shen Zequn looked back subconsciously, and couldn't help but chuckled, "Is it that comfortable?"

Ren Qing looked at Shen Zequn who was buried in front of him, looked at his disfigured collar and messy hair that he had just randomly grabbed, he had never seen such a Shen Zequn.

But when he thought that Shen Zequn, who had always been calm and composed, was because of him, he couldn't help hugging Shen Zequn's back, and said intermittently, "Mr. Shen...are you drunk?"

Shen Zequn buried himself the deepest, looking at Ren Qing's broken hair wet with sweat, he couldn't help hugging him in his arms, "It's just a few small cups."

Ren Qing still wanted to say something, but Shen Zequn completely blocked his lips with his actions. In the small compartment, there was only the sound of panting...

When he was dazed by the impact, Ren Qing had no choice but to desperately cling to Shen Zequn's generous back, and his voice had become hoarse. The stimulation was so strong that Ren Qing was about to lose himself.

As if he had been bewitched, he said indiscriminately, "Mr. Shen...does Mr. Shen miss me a little too?"

Shen Zequn, who was lying on top of him, froze slightly, but did not answer.

For some reason, Ren Qing's heart was filled with sorrow, and the corners of his eyes were completely red. He hugged Shen Zequn tightly, and said indiscriminately: "Mr. Shen... I miss you... I miss you..."

Shen Zequn's body visibly froze, and he lifted Ren Qing's legs above his head, folded them into a terrifying posture, and gasped, "Ren Qing, don't blame me next time!"

It wasn't until all the actions were completely over, until the temperature in Ren Qing's body dropped a little, that Shen Zequn slowly leaned down and pecked the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "It's not a little, it's a lot..."

Ren Qing's tears burst out suddenly, Shen Zequn smiled softly, and wiped them away: "Fool, why are you crying?"

What are you crying for?

He just never thought that one person's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys would be firmly held by another person.

Heaven and hell are nothing but the man's words.

***

The past came to my mind one after another, and the joy, sadness, heat and the panting sound of each other at that time seemed to turn into a giant beast and swallowed towards Ren Qing.

If it wasn't for the out-of-control heartbeat, if it wasn't for the liking too much, if it wasn't for Shen Zequn's overly affectionate and gentle illusion, how could he feel that he also liked him, and how could he confess to that person afterwards?

Who is sadder, he or Shen Zequn?

A blind, hopelessly fond.

A blinded, fake at all costs.

At this moment, Ren Qing looked at the opening behind the leather seat, and felt a sudden chill in his heart.

Who was Shen Zequn looking at?

He said he missed him, but who was he actually thinking about?

There was a sudden churn in his stomach, and Ren Qing hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands: "I'm sorry...please...please stop."

Xu Fan hurriedly stopped, and before Shen Zequn could say anything, Ren Qing opened the car door, leaned on a tree by the side of the road, and retched.

It's really ugly.

At that time, his liking, his affection...

Really, it's disgusting.

The author has something to say:

The avatar should belong to a senior routine, so I don’t feel abusive at all→_→