[Comprehensive] Have you ever cared about the feelings of the target?

The sadness shrouded in Pietro's body is too strong, his trembling breathing, careful touch, such a situation, even the most ruthless person can't help but soften his heart and coax him.

Gong Lue hesitantly stretched out his hand and rubbed Kuaiyin's head.

Pietro's body was stiff for a moment, he raised his head quickly, the brow was rubbed against Gong Lue's shoulder, his furry bangs were raised messily, and the corners of his eyes were still wet with sadness, but Gong Lue's so Touching, the ecstasy that surged away washed away the heart-wrenching pain, his eyes widened, and his appearance was cute and beautiful.

Gong slightly stuck his hand in Pietro's hair without stopping his touch, because the touch was so good that he subconsciously touched it again and again.Although he didn't understand what Kuaiyin was suddenly happy about, it was much better than the look on his face that was about to shed tears just now.Gong Lue carefully chose his words: "I'm not angry with you..."

Hearing this, Pietro's sadness, which had finally dissipated a little, came back again. He gave Gong Lue a vicious look, and the hand that was holding the hem of the man's clothes changed to wrapping around Gong Lue's waist and hips. , you can see the red finger marks.Kuaiyin's anger is fragile, he seems to be forcing the palace to make a vow: "You should be angry with me - as long as you remember everything that happened in the past, you can even hate me, because I failed your promise trust."

It was because of that trust that the person in front of him gave him the gem.But what he got in return was that he was dropped by the person he trusted, and disappeared into the boundless universe along with the planet that was destroyed in the explosion.

As a mutant, Pietro understands the powerful self-healing ability in their genes, as long as they are given enough time.Maybe the person in his arms defeated death early, but spent a longer time, floating alone in the universe, waiting for a new life after he healed himself, yes, relying on him alone.

But no matter what, this is just Pietro's imagination, and the pain he imagined is probably more than one-thousandth of what that person experienced.

Obviously only looking at the appearance, Kuaiyin looks to be about the same age as himself, but Gonglue feels inexplicably as if he is bullying a child.Seeing Pietro's pitiful appearance, he couldn't help sliding down the hand that was rubbing Kuaiyin's head, and pressed his cold fingertips to the corners of his red eyes.Because of this intimate touch, Kuaiyin's body trembled, and he wrinkled the tip of his nose, as if he was so wronged that he was about to cry.But he didn't dodge, shook his face, and rubbed Gong Lue's fingertips with the thin skin at the corner of his eyes.

Gong Lue stared into Pietro's eyes: "I am angry with you, or hate you, these should be decided by me - you can't do it for me, Pietro, let alone dealing with things that happened in the past , they are all in the past.”

Kuaiyin stared intently at the blond beauty in front of him. He seemed to be made of ivory and roses, with red lips and blue eyes like a blue sea.He was enveloped in raw candor and tenderness.Such a person should have been worthy of all love, but in the end those loves turned into poisonous thorns and took root in his body.

"I—" Kuaiyin eased his trembling breath, the most difficult thing to control in human nature is greed and desire.Faced with Gonglue's tolerance, Pietro couldn't help but think of that hug, which was full of blood and gunpowder, but it made him palpitate.But it wasn't enough, just a hug didn't satisfy him.

At the beginning, Gong Lue really thought he was coaxing a boy, but he felt the hand clinging to his waist, the palm was hot, and the raised knuckles were already the size of an adult.Pietro seemed to have effortlessly wrapped half of the waist of the man in his arms, and was still secretly pushing the man towards him.

Quicksilver didn't dare covet those red lips, but he could always kiss the trembling eyelashes, or the soft earlobes to get some sweetness first.They were trapped in a not-so-remote corner, and there were people's footsteps coming and going, but Kuaiyin was excited, and he even looked forward to being discovered.

The moment Pietro was about to touch Gonglue, his body became stiff as if being controlled by someone.The young mutant turned around clumsily like a robot with a disordered program, and then, having finally regained the sovereignty of his body, he raised his head.

On the half-story escalator, I don't know when that person appeared.He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and the arm supported on the escalator has distinct blood vessels and strong and tight muscles.With the other hand in the pocket of his trousers, he bent down leisurely. His body was stretched and the tight-fitting shirt revealed the waistline connecting the hips.

In the warm sunshine, Charles smiled at his students who should have graduated long ago: "I think you will be late for the next class, Pietro."

Seeing Kuaiyin's reluctance, Gong Lue couldn't even say goodbye to him, so he twisted his body awkwardly and left in a hurry.

But Gonglue was inexplicably afraid of being alone with Charles, and as soon as he took a step, the footsteps from another person approached.He could even imagine that person standing gently behind him smiling.

"Where are you going?"

"I... I think I'm going to be late for class too."

Charles' low laugh escaped his throat like notes on a cello.He walked around in front of Gong Lue, and played a trick in a mischievous way, letting the blond beauty throw herself into his arms.Charles grabbed Gonglue's waist, full of possessiveness, as if he wanted to shake off the breath left by someone before.In the moment of finally getting this complete hug, Charles sighed in his heart alone with his brooding and preoccupation.

Gong Lue slammed into Professor X's chest, with the aroma of cologne baked by the sun and the body temperature of a man in his nose.It made his cheeks burn, and Charles distracted him again before he could react to his strange resignation.

"It's okay, I won't blame you for being late."

Charles loosened the embrace with nostalgia, and then took the hand of the person in his arms, clasping the intimate and sticky fingers tightly.

Gong Lue took half a step back and carefully looked at the brown-haired professor. The distance was too close. Not only could he see the pair of affectionate eyes, but also the tiny freckles at the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be actively kissing Been there, several times.

Seeing Gong slightly dazed, Charles slowly led him to his office: "Have you forgotten? Every Tuesday, you make an appointment for my private counseling."

Gonglue closed his notebook, and Charles was facing him, climbing up and down his two-person bookshelf. He could have used his ability to quickly find the book he needed, but he didn't want to. Do.This powerful and elegant professor loves to make some harmless jokes in private more than anyone else.

Gonglue looked at Charles in this way, watching him move the escalator from left to right, deliberately showing an unlucky panting look, as if to make him happy.He no longer thought about why he appeared in the academy, and he had forgotten the estrangement he faced with Charles an hour ago. He began to believe that he was Randall Moore, a mutant, and also Professor X's lover.

"Hey--"

Charles squatted in front of Gonglue, he raised his face, and woke up his distracted lover from bottom to top.

The beautiful eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be full of broken diamonds, extremely charming.But as soon as Gong slightly touched Charles' gaze, he quickly turned to the other side.However, from the corner of his eye, he still noticed that the corners of Charles's mouth were pursed, his eyes lowered, and his trembling eyelashes looked like butterflies that had been knocked down in the rain.

"You're still mad at me, I know that."

That's right, you clearly know that the person in front of you is pretending to be pitiful.But when he says that in a sad tone, you can't help but touch him, preferably with a kiss, to make him smile at you.

Gong slightly squeezed Charles' face, with the resentment of falling into a trap.He made a lot of effort, and Charles' cheeks were pulled out of shape, but he didn't care at all, his eyes were focused on his lover, slightly bent, with a look of asking for anything.Then he grabbed Gong Lue's hand, put it near his mouth and kissed it gently, from fingertips to the back of his hand, then turned over, and lightly pecked at the veins in his wrist.

These few superficial kisses, made by Charles seem inexplicably erotic.

Gonglue's ferociousness was almost teased by Charles. He couldn't pull away his hand that had been kissed all over the place. In Charles' arms.

Professor X chuckled and hugged his lover tightly, he couldn't help rubbing Gong Lue's cheek with the tip of his nose.

"I'm really—I'm sorry, what I've done for me, although I know, words are too pale."

Gong was slightly puzzled by the deep sorrow in those eyes, he hurriedly coaxed his lover, rubbed the back of his neck, rubbed his fingertips against the thin skin of his Adam's apple, and said with a hint of amusement in his tone: "I— —I'm just a little jealous, I'm not really angry, you blame yourself too much, Charles."

Gong Lue remembered that the quarrel between the lovers was because Professor X cared more about his student who got into trouble, and forgot to date his lover.

But the pain in Charles' eyes didn't dissipate because of his comfort. He looked at him gravely, as if holding a lost and found treasure.

Gong Lue turned over, and this time he was standing on top of Professor X, he suddenly laughed.Just because of this fleeting smile, everyone would long to be loved by him.

The corners of Charles' eyes gradually filled with steam of lust, he opened his mouth, and his breathing gradually became heavy.It's not that he doesn't want to be dominated by his lover, but he wants to share this happiness with him, or he wants his lover to feel more.But whenever Charles wanted to turn over, or reach out for a skin-to-skin hug, his lover always whispered threateningly in his ear, blocking all his movements.

Charles blinked aggrievedly.

Gong Lue looked at Charles, stopped his sore wrist, and kissed his bright red lips.

"This is your punishment."

Gong Lue got up quickly and ran to the other side of the office. He stood by the door: "It's getting late. I have an appointment with Rui Wen. I can't let the lady down."

Charles sat on the ground with his legs bent, and the usually elegant professor had lost his demeanor at this moment.He scratched his head frizzily, knowing that men who are dissatisfied with desire all look alike.In the end, Charles couldn't come up with any excuse to prevent Gonglue from leaving, he could only sigh in frustration, pointing to something: "You know—Riwen is already a big girl, you can't spoil her like this anymore. "

Gong Lue was arranging his clothes in front of the bookcase that could reflect people's shadows, and made two perfunctory hums.

Charles was still sitting on the rug, his knees raised and hugging them.Looking at the charming back of the blond lover, he still couldn't help saying in a strange tone: "Don't tell me, are you going to have another drink tonight?"

"Why not?" Gong slightly turned his head.

"Tell me the time, and I will pick you up." Charles smiled helplessly: "Your drinking capacity-I'm afraid you won't be able to practice it no matter how much you drink."

"Then I thought you would like me to drink more." Gong Lue stood there, the French windows beside him spilled into the sunset, shining on his blond hair, and the beautiful side face that countless painters wanted to copy, he Like a burning rose, "After all, when I'm drunk, I'll listen to you for everything—especially those poses you like."

Charles immediately thought of something, the blond lover lay obediently in his arms, his porcelain white skin was stained with a seductive pink.Charles didn't know that his eyes were a little straight, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he looked at the carpet in front of him.

"I swear, if you don't step out of my office, even for a second at night - I will lock you here for the whole night."

Seeing the figure that quickly disappeared at the door, Charles let out a hot sigh, and smiled helplessly again.

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This chapter describes the married life in Professor X's fantasy through the combination of fiction and reality.The many crises in the sweet relationship, the eyes of rivals, and the cruel reality that will eventually usher in breaking the illusion, all reveal the upcoming tragic fate of this love of office PLAY, the spokesperson of teacher-student love.