Same polarity does not repel

Bailong followed Yue Qinghe all the way into an empty room.

Just after closing the door, before even turning on the light, Bailong put his arms around Yue Qinghe's neck regardless of whether it was east, west, north or south.

Yue Qinghe was shocked, and was about to take a few steps back, but Bailong seemed to be afraid that he would escape, his arms tightened, he raised his head and sealed Yue Qinghe's lips with a kiss.

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Unexpectedly, Bai Long stopped abruptly, looked down at the bottle of liquid in his hand, and showed a bewildered expression.

"Why?" Bailong asked nonchalantly.

"...I'm afraid of pain." Yue Qinghe thought that Bailong didn't want to use that thing.

"It's not... you? Then I...?" Bai Long shook his head, his face full of confusion.

Suddenly, the mud-like heads of the two seemed to realize something, and they looked at each other in disbelief.

"You won't be suppressed too, will you?"

"Are you...underneath too?"

Bailong and Yue Qinghe blurted out almost at the same time.

Then there was a period of five seconds of stillness, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you, although their pupils were unnaturally dilated, they were still at a loss for a while.

In the end, Bailong was the first to break the silence. He stuffed the bottle of lubricant back into Yue Qinghe's hands and said, "I don't care, you help me!"

Yue Qinghe took the bottle in a daze, so what... he has never been the top...

It's really ironic at this time. I need to thank the two of them for being drugged with a strong drug, and they didn't think too much about it when they were burning with lust.

Under Bailong's urging, Yue Qinghe turned over in a daze and reversed his original posture.He knelt on both sides of Bailong's waist, his movements were extremely hesitant, showing his unfamiliarity...

That night, Bai Long and Yue Qinghe used the medicine for more than an hour to its fullest.

Bailong has been suppressing himself all the time, and he was exhausted because of Yue Qinghe and the company's affairs a while ago. At this time, with the help of the medicine, there is a kind of presumptuousness in his subconscious that he doesn't care and goes all out.

But all of this was actually a torment beyond imagination for him physically and mentally.

In the end, Bailong almost fainted, and they stopped.

Bailong fell into a coma and didn't wake up until the next morning.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Yue Qinghe sitting by the bed and looking at him, his face was pale and looked quite haggard, as if he hadn't slept all night.

All the memories flowed back into his mind in an instant, Bailong struggled to prop himself up, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

"Lie down first, don't get up." Yue Qinghe helped Bailong back into the bed.

Bailong lay on the bed, watching Yue Qinghe sitting motionless without saying a word, his mood was in a mess, he didn't know how to face the current scene.

"...I'm sorry." Bailong said in a low voice.

Yue Qinghe still didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking, facing the extremely quiet air, Bailong was a little nervous.

"Do you like me?" After a long time, Yue Qinghe finally spoke.

Hit the nail on the head.Hearing this, Bai Long silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Why did Yue Qinghe ask such a question?Bailong didn't know, he only knew that his answer was simple and clear, ready to come out.

However, he couldn't say anything. He had various reasons, so many that he didn't even have the energy to analyze them one by one.Whether it was intuition or subconsciousness, the word "like" could not be said under Yue Qinghe's gaze, and even nodding became the most difficult thing in this life.

Seeing Bailong biting his lip and saying nothing, Yue Qinghe nodded silently, unable to tell what kind of mood he was in.

"I see," he said.

"I'm sorry..." Bailong had no choice but to say it again.

Yue Qinghe smiled and said, "No need to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Aren't you angry?" Bai Long asked. After all, he knew clearly that he was the one who caused the whole thing to get out of hand yesterday.

"Angry? I can't change the fact that all the emotions afterward are useless."

"sorry."

The two fell silent again.

After a while, Yue Qinghe brought a bowl of hot porridge from the side table.

"It hurt your body too much last night." Yue Qinghe helped Bailong up from the bed, "I bought this earlier, eat it while it's hot."

"Oh...thank you." Bai Long took the porridge and said nonchalantly.

Yue Qinghe looked so calm, his gestures were still so elegant and self-sustained, and he couldn't find any faults in his expression control.

But this calmness makes Bailong feel scared, and silence is the most disturbing.Bailong would rather the other party's angry scolding or disappointed accusation, than Yue Qinghe not saying a word now, because then Bailong would at least know how to deal with it.

"What happened last night..." Bai Long tried to unfold the matter.

"If you don't want to remember, you can pretend it never happened." Yue Qinghe said, "It should be an accident."

"No, then you...?" Bai Long didn't want to shirk responsibility, he just wanted to know what the other party was thinking.

"I'm fine." Yue Qinghe smiled again, "I'm used to it."

got used to?What does get used to mean?

Is it because of the habit of pulling someone to this room to vent when they are drunk, or is it because of the habit of having sex with someone and putting on clothes the next day and turning back into a stranger again?

Is Yue Qinghe's smile sincere?Why, in Bailong's eyes, he saw a trace of irony and a trace of desolation.

Teacher Yue, what are you thinking?This kind of thing happened, and now he is still talking to me calmly with a smile on his face, not at all like a normal person and reaction...

What do you think of me?Or, what do you think of yourself?How I feel, and how you feel, doesn't it all matter?

Is it because of some serious injury that caused him to be numb with pain; or is it true that he has the heart of a saint, and he treats everything with "there is nothing, so where does the dust come from"?

Bailong held the porridge, didn't eat a mouthful, just stared at the spoon in a daze.

"That's it, don't think too much, the more you think about it, the more painful it will be." Yue Qinghe saw that Bailong was motionless, took the bowl of porridge, and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Are you...will you come to the company today?" For some reason, although there were many questions, Bailong finally chose to ask the least important one.

"Yes." Yue Qinghe nodded, "There are many things to finish."

"I've already finished my work, what else is there to finish?"

"I will also send the information compiled during this period to everyone in the group individually, so that even if I don't leave the company and no longer be your knowledge consultant, the game can still have a high level of literary and historical research." Yue Qinghe actually went along like this With Bai Long's words, it's time to talk about business.

However, Bailong, who was still in a daze, caught another important point in the other party's sentence: Teacher Yue was leaving the company.

Is it because I knew I was going to leave, so I agreed to such a ridiculous thing last night, because I thought I would never see you again...?

"Can we still keep in touch after you leave the company?" Suddenly, Bailong was very afraid that as soon as Yue Qinghe left the company, he would disappear from his own world, as if knowing this person was just a dream.

"Of course." Yue Qinghe replied without thinking.

"Can... continue to be friends?"

"can."

"Won't you turn back into a stranger?"

"If you don't mind, I'll be there anytime."