Disgusted

Warm water flows down the body, elegant neck, round shoulders, condensed at the collarbone, down, chest, lower abdomen, legs, white and slender legs, long and narrow well-shaped feet, and finally into the shallow water Beads bounced in puddles, tick-tock.

The four lights of the Yuba in the bathroom were fully turned on, shining warmly on the two of them.Qingkong looked intently at the gauze under the water curtain, saw her white and red neck outlined after she rolled up her hair, and the water droplets and light on her skin.The strong light reflected the fine hairs on her hands, and they were suppressed by water droplets during the movement.She wiped off the water from her face, raised her head to meet Qingkong's scorching gaze, froze for a moment, then seemed a little shy, couldn't help turning around, revealing her elegant buttocks.

Only then did Qingkong slip into the glass-enclosed bathroom with bare feet, sticking to her back and buttocks.Body to body, skin to skin.She stretched out her hand, grasped the roundness of the yarn with one hand, and pressed the other palm against her abdomen, and slowly walked back until the yarn made one or two uncontrollable groans.Saori supported the cold porcelain wall with one hand, but pressed Qingkong's palm with the other hand, as if she was holding back, exerting force, or moving.In the blink of an eye, the sound of breathing became deeper and heavier, mixed with the inextricable heat and ambiguous smell, all entangled in a square inch of the room.

Finally, Saori's back was arched and tensed, like an extremely tight string, her head and neck were buried, and the long and slender fingers that were still propped on the wall were curled and turned white.Qing Kong's body bent down following that arc, burning her tightly, tightly - until the bowstring broke, and a trembling and melodious long chant overflowed from her throat, Saori curled up tremblingly, and could only Qingkong hugged her tightly, and let her suck and bite on the back of the shoulder.Saori felt that she was going crazy, she was already crazy, the world was twisting and crazy, she was floating and sinking in the hot molten hell, but in a blink of an eye, she climbed high again, to the depths of the unspeakable heaven... and then broke Opened up, died, and her body was shattered into pieces, but she was happy with it, without regrets or complaints.

For a moment, only Saori's rapid panting was left in the bathroom.The water was a little cold at the end, so it was stopped by Qing Kong.So in the quiet small space, only the sound of "hachihachi" can be heard.

Qingkong turned Saori around carefully, letting her tightly wrap her around his shoulders.The lingering rhyme has not passed, the body is still trembling in waves, the gauze hangs on Qingkong's body, and his head and face are deeply buried in her neck, he feels like a person who has died and returned to his soul, his limbs are limp, and his body is heavy and tired involuntarily.

"Cool. Rinse again and go to bed, okay?" Qing Kong slightly moved his sore legs, and Saori immediately hugged her tighter, refusing to raise his head no matter what.Qing Kong's movements made her clearly feel the mess left on her legs.

Aozora's face was pressed against her ear.After a baptism and fermentation, the breath on Saori's body became intoxicatingly transpired.For a while, the two just hugged like this, feeling a little perturbed in their hearts.Having known each other for more than half a year, and having slept several times, this is the first time they have looked at each other's body. The person blooming in front of them, her roots, the extended past and future are all unknown.I didn't care about it in the past, but now?Now it seems to be standing at a turning point, at the fork of the railway tracks going in different directions, holding the cold rerouting wrench with both hands, the real train is coming, go left?to the right?Seeing that there is an earth-shaking difference, it is inevitable to feel panic in my heart.

Thinking of this, Qing Kong slightly backed away to look at Saori's face.That palm-sized face was blushing, and there was a thin layer of sweat, as if there was a layer of mist in the sleepy eyes, but there was a smile on the corner of the mouth.Qing Kong felt as if the heart in his chest had been pulled down by something, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, fearful, and sour—as if he smelled the smell of oranges.She moved her lips, finally fell silent again, and turned on the shower head.

Saori raised her eyebrows a little suspiciously, keenly sensing the subtle changes in the atmosphere.It presents an atmosphere of different colors like the replacement of cold and hot ocean currents near the coast of the ocean.She pondered for a while without asking, just took off the shower, first washed Qing Kong's somewhat cold body, and then took a quick bath herself, wiped it hastily, and went into the bedroom together and wrapped them in the thick duvet on the bed.

Qingkong's body temperature has always been low, and it took a while to warm up.The light was not turned on, and in the dimness, she could only be seen lying on her back with her hands exposed and covering her eyes, as if she was thinking about something, or falling asleep.But Saori knew she didn't.

After a while, Saori leaned out, turned on the bedside lamp, and the light suddenly broke and dimly enveloped the two of them.

"Don't you want to ask me a question?" Saori moved Qing Kong's hand covering her eyes, put it in the quilt, and held it together. "I'm ready."

Qing Kong still closed his eyes, his hands and body were frozen as if they were frozen, until Saori gently pinched the hand in his palm.Just like a child.Saori thought, drawing Qingkong's eyebrows and eyes one by one with her eyes.A stubborn and lonely child away from playmates.

"I like you." Qingkong finally opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, as he spoke, his eyes slowly opened, with dark green pupils staring fixedly at a point in the void. "Sometimes I think it would be nice if I could meet you sooner. Really."

Saori listened quietly.

"It's just that I'm afraid I can't do it now. I can't bear or respond to your feelings properly." Qing Kong paused and swallowed with difficulty. "It's already damaged. What you see so far is only the half of me that was broken and missing. It's like pouring water into a bamboo basket, no matter how much it is, it will leak out. Even so, are you still willing to have it?"