inexhaustible

His body was very hot, and he could feel the heat through his clothes.

I was imprisoned in front of him by him, unable to struggle, unable to advance or retreat, I had to follow him a little bit to get hot and hot, and my breathing was rough.

Desires are commonplace, and people in the world don't need to shy away from them unless they are monks who uphold the precepts.Of course I also have desires, but I can't express them through this broken body.

Pursuing spiritual love, advocating the exploration of the true meaning of beauty and goodness, and not being too obsessed with desires is Plato's view of love.

This kind of love is precious, but the so-called "eating and sex is sex", the desire for sex is human nature, and Freud even regarded it as the most primitive driving force of human society.Once falling in love, human beings have become drunken drunks, without any rationality at all, completely controlled by mad desires, and surrendering themselves to instinct.

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We rested on the sofa for a long time, Shang Muxiao kept stroking my back, the heartbeats of the two seemed to merge into one, after the rush, it gradually calmed down.

After all, it was a young man. Shang Muxiao recovered faster than me. He hugged me and sat up, took tissues from the side, and wiped my hands one by one.

I leaned against him quietly, not only feeling awkward, but also felt that it was good to cuddle up to each other like this.

"I have something to give you. It's in the drawer of the bedside table. It's a blue box. Go and get it yourself." I pushed him.

"You also prepared a gift for me? What is it?" He rubbed against me like a puppy.

I was a little itchy, and I wanted to hide with a smile, but he grabbed my waist and dragged me back.

After arguing for a while, he let me go, got up and walked into the bedroom, and came out with the blue velvet box after a while.

"Could it be a ring?" He shook the box, wanting to hear the voice inside.

I tidied up my messy clothes and raised my head when I heard this: "Do you want the ring more?"

He glanced at me, smiled without saying a word.

Returning to me, he opened the box, and when he saw a star-shaped earring inside, he showed a surprised expression.

"This is..." He took out the earring and held it up in front of him for a closer look.

After all, handmade products cannot be compared with big-name craftsmanship, and the production traces are relatively obvious, and they are not refined enough.

He glanced at my fingers: "You did it for me yourself?"

I shrank my fingertips and nodded slightly.

"Well. The first time I did it, I didn't do it very well."

He handed the earrings to me.

I didn't react, I just looked at him blankly.

"Put it on for me." He handed it forward again.

"Oh, good." I hurriedly took the earrings and carefully inserted them into the pierced ears he was leaning towards.

Putting on the ear caps, I stepped back and looked.

Silver actually doesn't suit him well, and the five-pointed star inlaid with diamonds is too rustic. If it wasn't for his support, it would have been a failure.

"Forget it, take it off, it doesn't look good..."

I wanted to take off the earrings, but he held my hand and wouldn't let me move.

"Give it to me and it's mine. If I don't take it off myself, you can't touch it."

He said so, of course I can't force him to take it off.

Kneading his earlobe, her thumb stroked the small mole on his earlobe again and again.

He closed his eyes slightly, with a look of enjoyment, and finally even lay down directly on my lap, sleeping on my knees.

"When I wake up, shall we go on a date?"

The movement of touching his earlobe paused slightly, and I asked, "Where are you going?"

"Shopping, or watching a movie? It's fine." He didn't know what to think, and chuckled, "Or do you want to go to the playground and ride the Ferris wheel?"

It's not about making idol dramas or riding a Ferris wheel.

Thinking like this in my heart, but my mouth said: "It's up to you."

It was already two o'clock in the morning when the two of them finished washing and lay down on the bed.I slept for eight hours and woke up at ten o'clock, but Shang Muxiao didn't want to get up until two o'clock in the afternoon because of a hangover.

After procrastinating to take a shower, and eating the instant noodles I cooked for him, the two of us finally went out for Christmas at four o'clock.

Due to the holiday on Saturday, there are more people on the street than usual, and the shops along the street are decorated with lights, and you can see a grandly decorated Christmas tree within two steps.

Shang Muxiao led me into the game hall on the street to play basketball and gopher machines for a while. His skills were superb, and I couldn't figure it out.At first he was quite proud, but after playing too much, he felt bored, so he switched to coin pushing.

Tossed two, the bottom coin did not move, just refused to fall.

He gave me the game currency and let me try it.

I observed the structure of the coins stacked underneath, and cast a game coin at the right time.

"Crash!" The stubborn structure collapsed in an instant, a large number of coins fell down, and the opening at the bottom of the game machine continuously spit out exchange coupons.

"A lot!" Shang Muxiao picked up a large pile of exchange coupons on the ground, with a childish joy on his face.

After that, he asked me to try it twice, although not as many as the first time, but he also spit out a lot of exchange coupons, which caused many children to watch when he went to the counter with amazing exchange coupons.

"Excuse me, what gift do you want to exchange?" After counting the vouchers, the staff asked while pointing to the gift wall in the back row.

Shang Muxiao asked me to choose, I looked at the points, then at the gift wall, and chose a glass milk pot.

The one at home has been boiled by Shang Muxiao, and I haven't had time to buy a new one. I just got it today, so I don't have to buy it again, just take it home.

Shang Muxiao took the bag handed over by the staff and walked out with me.

"I don't know why, but I guessed that you would choose this before you even spoke." He shook the bag and looked in a particularly good mood. "I'm a little hungry. There is a nice restaurant in front of you. Let's go eat."

He ate some instant noodles all day, and it's six o'clock now, so he should be hungry.

I nodded and walked forward side by side with him. When we reached a crossroad, he suddenly stopped.

"Do you think that dog looks ugly?"

He doesn't like to call the little dog egg yolk, so he chose the name "Chou Chou", which is easy to pronounce, and asked him to change it as if he didn't hear it, and I didn't bother to correct him after many times.

Following his line of sight, he saw a bunch of hydrogen balloons floating in the air on the other side of the road, across the sea of ​​people. Among them was a small Shiba Inu. At first glance, it did look a bit like an egg yolk.

"Wait for me, I'll be right back." Just as the light turned green, he quickly walked across the road without waiting for my response.

Knowing that he was going to buy balloons, I felt a little funny, and sometimes I really felt that he hadn't grown up yet.

I breathed into the palm of my hand and waited for him for five or six minutes.His delay in coming made me a little worried.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance, followed by panicked calls for help from the crowd.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The signboard fell, and people were killed!"

"Call 120, hurry up and call 120!"

Pedestrians rushed there in a hurry, and a yellow balloon floated into the sky little by little.

My heart suddenly tightened, and my brain was instantly filled with nameless panic.

Before I could make a phone call to confirm, I hurriedly steered the wheelchair to the opposite side of the road with the crowd.But after crossing the crosswalk, I found that there was no ramp on the opposite upper street, and my wheelchair couldn't get up at all.

I stared blankly at the hurdle, powerless and at a loss.

What is so easy for ordinary people is as difficult as heaven for me.Just a small gap with the ground makes it difficult for me to move and go where I want to go.

The author says:

The title comes from Natsume Soseki's "Poppy Grass", a little bit, you can read Weibo, it's quite important