Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Jiang Xunli tidied up the messy floor and the bar, made another cup of mocha for Jiang Peng, and brought it to his table.

Jiang Peng took the cup and said, "Go and do your work, I'll wait for you."

It was Sunday, and there were many customers in the afternoon, so Jiang Xunli basically had no free time.Although the previous skirmish caused several tables of customers to leave in a hurry, people still entered the store one after another, so he had to go back behind the bar to make drinks.

The shop owner, Yang Qing, didn't show contempt or awkwardness towards Jiang Xunli's sexuality, but she was curious, but cautious, and didn't dare to ask.

Jiang Xunli was stunned by her gaze, and said helplessly, "Sister Yang, you can ask whatever you want."

Yang Qing coughed lightly in embarrassment, smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing, it's nothing, hehehe...you can sit with him for a while when you're not busy, I need someone to call you again. By the way, There are books in the store, if he is bored waiting, he can read whatever he wants."

This whole afternoon, Jiang Peng spent the whole afternoon in the coffee shop, drawing with the small notebook he carried with him, and occasionally flipping through the books in the shop.

At ten o'clock, students from nearby universities came to pick up the part-time night shift, and Jiang Xunli could finally get off work.

He and Jiang Peng walked side by side on the roadside of Prosperous Commercial Street at Qianmokou, and they didn't speak for a long time.Jiang Xunli tried to hold Jiang Peng's hand, but was dodged, and could only follow him resentfully with his pockets in his pocket.

It wasn't until he turned into the community that Jiang Peng said, "In China, there are not many people who can accept homosexuality. This road is very difficult."

"So you didn't let me hold your hand just now?" Jiang Xun asked with a smile, "You don't want people to know that you are in love with a man, so why did you still kiss me in front of the whole coffee shop in the afternoon?"

Neither of them turned to the downstairs where they lived, but strolled along the road in the community.

After a while, Jiang Peng said, "I don't care what others think of me."

"Oh?"

"But I don't want to see you blamed."

Hearing this, Jiang Xunli remained silent.

They walked to a children's playground area in the community. It was late at night and no one was playing here.The night breeze brings coolness, and there are bats flying around under the street lamps, catching their dinner.Occasionally, there will be one or two cicadas chirping intermittently, in harmony with the crickets in the grass, it is clearly a summer night that should be extremely pleasant.

Jiang Xunli and Jiang Peng sat down on a bench beside the paradise area, and there was another long silence before Jiang Xunli spoke again.

"The man who came to the store today is called Wang Ze." He said slowly.

Jiang Peng turned his head to look at Jiang Xunli, waiting for him to continue.

"I met him in a secret circle in school when I was a sophomore. I always thought he was a homosexual, and I chased him for a whole year."

"After he promised me, he didn't want people to know about our relationship, so we have always maintained an underground relationship. Usually at school, he only plays with his good buddies on the basketball team, and only occasionally asks me out at night... ...uh, get out."

As Jiang Xunli said, he paused in embarrassment, and continued: "When he was about to graduate, he told me that he was going back to his hometown to get married. We had a quarrel and broke up."

"Later, he didn't seem to be really married. It seemed that the woman broke the engagement. Less than a year later, in April this year, he suddenly ran to my house and said he wanted to get back together with me."

"The matter got a little big. My grandfather was so angry that he got someone to beat him up and drive him away. My grandfather scolded me. I stubbornly believed that I was not wrong, so I quarreled with my grandfather again. My grandfather beat me up too. After a meal, I was kicked out of the house..."

Jiang Peng stretched out his hand, pushed Jiang Xunli's fist away, and clasped his fingers.

Jiang Xunli glanced at Jiang Peng and smiled: "After I was kicked out, I thought I could get out on my own. But Wang Ze knew about my being kicked out by my family, and came to harass me again... It was disgusting to deal with it alone, so...he ran to Yanshi. I didn't expect that he could find Yanshi and cause so many troubles."

Jiang Peng remained silent the whole time, lowering his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Xunli suddenly felt a little nervous, and didn't know what to say, so he pretended to be relaxed and asked, "What about you? Have you talked about friends before?"

"No." Jiang Peng replied.

Jiang Xunli coughed lightly in embarrassment: "Oh."

"I thought love was not a necessity." Jiang Peng said.

"Uh," Jiang Xunli didn't expect to hear such an answer, and laughed a few times, "That's right..."

As he spoke, he tried to withdraw his hand, but Jiang Peng held it tighter.

"But," Jiang Peng turned his head, looked at Jiang Xunli, said slowly but firmly, "Love always meets unexpectedly."

Jiang Xunli opened his mouth, not knowing what to answer.

"I don't care about your past. All I know is that you were the first person I kissed."

Jiang Peng spoke very seriously, staring at Jiang Xunli without blinking.

Jiang Xunli couldn't find any words to express his mood at the moment.

He finally decided not to say anything - he turned around and kissed Jiang Peng's lips.

This kiss is much warmer than the kiss in the coffee shop in the afternoon, which was just a taste.Jiang Xunli closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Jiang Peng's neck, pushed him against the back of the bench, slowly got up, and straddled Jiang Peng's lap.

The two touched their lips and tongues, tossing and rubbing, and their breathing quickly became messy.

Jiang Xunli licked and bit Jiang Peng's soft lips, stuck out the tip of her tongue into his mouth, hooked his tongue, and sucked lightly.His palm stroked from the back of Jiang Peng's neck all the way to his cheek, and then slid from the cheek along the neck to the chest, traced the collarbone and shoulder, and grasped Jiang Peng's wrist along the arm.

Jiang Peng's breathing gradually became hot and rapid, but he only closed his eyes and remained motionless, his body trembling slightly.

Jiang Xunli held Jiang Peng's wrist, and led his hand to poke under the hem of his clothes behind him.

Jiang Peng suddenly withdrew his hand and gently pushed Jiang Xunli away, interrupting their kiss.

Jiang Xunli leaned on Jiang Peng's shoulder, kissed the side of his neck, smiled lowly, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Jiang Peng's body was still trembling slightly, he put his arms around Jiang Xunli's waist, and looked up at the night sky of Yan City, which was illuminated into a deep purple by the brilliant lights.

"A little... exciting." Jiang Peng's voice was a little hoarse, "I need to calm down."

"Oh? Where do you need to calm down?"

Jiang Xunli straightened up, smirked, moved a little closer to Jiang Peng's direction, and sent his hips forward.

Jiang Peng choked for breath, and immediately turned backwards.

"Don't make trouble!" He pressed Jiang Xunli's hip bones to prevent him from making further progress.

"No way? Great painter, just a kiss and that's it?" Jiang Xunli was amazed at what he just touched, and he reached out to touch it reluctantly, but was held down by Jiang Peng again.

"Stop making trouble, this is a public place!"

Jiang Peng said, retracting his arms, picked up Jiang Xunli and put him beside him to sit down.

Jiang Xunli grabbed Jiang Peng by the collar, pulled him towards him, bit his lips lightly, and asked, "I wanted to ask you this afternoon, you are so strong, why did I hit you for the first time?" You didn't fight back when you were here?"

Jiang Peng tidied up his clothes and trousers, glanced at Jiang Xunli, saw that he was about to move again, and immediately replied: "I don't know how to fight. The purpose of training strength is to draw the bow."

"So you really know how to shoot arrows?" Jiang Xunli asked, "Oh! Is that recurve bow hanging in your villa real?!"

Jiang Peng shook his head: "That's an ornament, I practice compound bows."

"The one used in the competition?" Jiang Xunli's eyes lit up, "That's also very handsome, I must go and see you archery sometime."

Jiang Peng said: "I occasionally go to a club, next time I will take you there."

Jiang Xunli nodded immediately: "Okay! It's a deal!"

The two sat on the bench for a while, then got up and walked back.

Jiang Peng sent Jiang Xunli downstairs, Jiang Xunli kissed him lightly on the lips, and asked with a smile: "Hey, great painter, I think you were very excited just now, otherwise... go to my house tonight. live there?"

Jiang Peng sighed and said, "Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned around and left, with a sense of fleeing.

Jiang Xunli watched him go away, then let out a long breath, turned and entered the building door.

Jiang Peng returned home, took a shower, and lay down on the extremely spacious bed.He stared at the curtain on the wall at the end of the bed for a while, then got up and walked over, and slowly opened the curtain.

Behind the curtain hangs an oil painting.

The young man is lazily lying on a crimson bed, with his neck thrown back, staring out from the painting.His body is well-proportioned, his muscles are smooth, his eyes are full of spring water, and he has the charm of wanting to speak.

Jiang Peng stared at the portrait of Jiang Xunli drawn by himself, took two steps back, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He thought of the kiss on the bench just now, the touch and temperature of the body in his arms, and suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry.

The changes in his body clearly told him that he had desires for Jiang Xunli.

For Jiang Xunli's perfect "work of art", he has developed feelings other than appreciation - he wants to have him.

—To have him completely, more deeply, to own him.

Jiang Peng lay down, looked at the oil painting on the wall, raised his hand to caress his chest, where Jiang Xunli had just rubbed.Then, he put his palm down, along his lower abdomen, into the waist of his trousers.

Some things, even if it is the first time in this life, can be learned without a teacher.

His gaze wandered greedily over the body of the young man in the oil painting, and his breathing gradually became rapid and fiery.

As the apex approached, he closed his eyes and called out in a low voice: "Xiao Li..."

"Jiang Peng... Huh..."

Jiang Xunli leaned his head against the bathroom wall, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was scattered.He quickened his movements and sent himself to the top.When the lingering rhyme gradually subsided, he couldn't help but chuckled a few times, and put his head under the water of the shower.

He was crazy, when he was sitting on the bench just now, he wanted Jiang Peng to help him with his hands.

Thinking about it, I know it's impossible—Jiang Peng, who is so indifferent and self-disciplined, has not lost control after being teased like that by him, how could he agree to such a shameless request?

He even suspected that Jiang Peng had never blasphemed himself.

Back in the bedroom, Jiang Xunli brushed her hair, picked up her mobile phone and sent Jiang Peng a WeChat message: "Good night, husband, I wish you a sweet dream."

After a long time...

for a long time……

Jiang Peng replied: "Good night, sweet dreams."

The author has something to say:

Cough cough cough, push the emotional line...

Jiang Xiaofeng: Not enough, more!

Painter Jiang: Don't make trouble!

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