缠绵 游戏

Jing Tian is not sober at the moment, his thinking is chaotic and lacks logic, but he can also understand the meaning behind Zheng Xunqian's words.

Asking this means that the two of them have been here together before.

The school is less than 5 minutes away by car, but the two of them went to the hotel together. What else could be the reason?

Jing Tian got out of the car in a daze, and stood at the gate of the hotel, a gust of cold wind blew by, he was startled, and his whole body shivered.

"Have you brought your ID card?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

brought.

The bar they went to today is very strict, and minors are not allowed to enter. Yang Yue specially reminded him to keep his ID card on him.

His facial features are fine, and his appearance is a bit small, so he is likely to be checked randomly.

"……Did not bring."

Jing Tian said.

"Impossible," Zheng Xunqian stretched out his hand, "give me your ID card."

"Go back now, the access control time must have passed," Zheng Xunqian said, "You have no other place to live, so give me your ID card."

"Didn't you do it!" Jing Tian shouted.

"Yes," Zheng Xunqian said, "I caused it, so I will solve it."

There was really nowhere else to go.

Frowning, Jing Tian took out his ID card and stuffed it into his hand.

After Zheng Xunqian took it, he didn't withdraw his hand, but took another half step closer, and took advantage of the situation to support his shoulder: "Can I walk?"

Jing Tian is still dizzy up to now, his steps are unsteady, and he was still drifting when he got out of the car just now, obviously drunk.

"I don't need your help," he softly pushed Zheng Xunqian, "I can do it myself."

The gesture seemed to be flirting, but it had no effect.

"I see you are uneasy and kind."

Jing Tian muttered.

Zheng Xunqian didn't retreat, and didn't give any explanation, and escorted him up the steps and into the hotel.

After registering the ID card, a standard room was quickly opened.

"You left your ID here last time."

Zheng Xunqian said after entering the room.

Jing Tian looked at the two single beds in the room and asked, "...Is this the same room as last time?"

"No," Zheng Xunqian said, "Last time it was a big bed."

"Do you want to change?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

"No way!" Jing Tian yelled.

After shouting, he staggered to the side of the bed, fell straight down, and rubbed his face back and forth on the quilt twice.

These small hotels near the school are relatively cheap, with ordinary appearance and simple room furnishings.

This standard room is not very attractive, but the bed is very soft, and the person sags slightly when lying on it, which is quite comfortable.

Jing Tian closed his eyes and merged with the mattress, and became more and more delirious, but he still couldn't stop talking, and his voice was muffled: "You really have something wrong, it's just inexplicable, I feel uncomfortable seeing you .”

He muttered, but Zheng Xunqian didn't respond.

After a while, there was a gentle vibration from the mattress under Jing Tian.

Someone sat next to him.

"I really hate you."

Jing Tian said.

"Fake," Zheng Xunqian said, "You really like me."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and touched Jing Tian's fine hair on the back of his neck.

Jing Tian shrank his neck unconsciously.

"No such thing, don't be narcissistic," he said, "Even if there was, it was in the past. I don't remember it now. If I don't remember it, I don't like it."

"Remember it."

Zheng Xunqian said.

He moved his hand slightly forward, circled a handful of Jing Tian's hair with his fingertips, made two turns, and then let go again.

Afterwards, he put his entire palm on the back of Jing Tian's head, stroking gently and slowly.

It felt very comfortable and he enjoyed it very much, so the tone that should have been tough became too soft, harmless, like a spoiled child.

"I don't remember," Jing Tian said, "I completely forgot, I can't remember, and I don't want to."

"Then... you can also fall in love again."

Zheng Xunqian suggested.

Jing Tian didn't answer.

"Is it possible?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian turned his head slightly and opened his eyes.

Zheng Xunqian was sitting beside him, looking down at him.

The warm yellow light in the room made it difficult to see, and Zheng Xunqian was backlit, Jing Tian couldn't see his expression clearly, but he was sure they should be looking at each other now.

Zheng Xunqian brushed aside the bangs on his forehead with his fingers, and slowly moved his fingertips down the skin of his cheeks, stopping on his lips.

Jing Tian pursed his lips subconsciously and said, "Then you have to answer my question first."

Zheng Xunqian withdrew his hand, still looked at him, and nodded: "You ask."

"Why did we come here before?" Jing Tian asked.

Zheng Xunqian withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, remained silent for a few seconds, and replied, "It's about the same as today."

"You kidnapped me?"

Zheng Xunqian stretched out his hand, flicked his forehead lightly in protest, and then said: "You drank too much that day, went crazy, called me, and cried and made noise on the street, I must come out to see you you."

"When we met, he aggressively asked me for my ID card," Zheng Xunqian said, "They said they wanted to find a quiet place to talk."

"You were the one who opened the room last time," said Zheng Xunqian, "you specifically emphasized to the reception desk that you want a big bed, and everyone around you could hear you, it's very embarrassing."

Zheng Xunqian played with his hair again: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Why did you follow?" Jing Tian said, "Just ignore me."

"I kept asking myself the same question that day."

Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian buried his head in the quilt again, closed his eyes, and said, "Did I cry that day?"

"Well," Zheng Xunqian recalled, "you kept sniffling on the phone and cried pitifully.

Maybe I couldn't bear it for a while, so I got the Tao. "

"No," Jing Tian said, "after entering this room."

"Oh no, it wasn't this room that day," Jing Tian said, "Anyway... I cried again later, right?"

"I remembered?"

"...No," Jing Tian shook his head slightly, "I can't remember."

Some extremely vague and short fragments vaguely emerged in his mind, incoherent, messy, unable to be put together properly, and unable to see the whole picture clearly.

Memory includes not only pictures and sounds, but also emotions, emotions, and all kinds of specious things.

He felt that he cried that day, crying very aggrieved, as sad as the sky had fallen.

He couldn't remember the reason, but the clear and strong sadness at that time was overflowing from his chest at this moment.

Jing Tian raised his arm, put it under his face, and wiped his face vigorously on his sleeve.

When he spoke again, the words had already taken on a distinct nasal tone: "It must be your fault!"

"Jing Tian," Zheng Xunqian's voice was much closer, "What's wrong?"

Jing Tian refused to look up, and asked again: "Why did I cry that day?"

"I do not know."

Zheng Xunqian said.

"How could you not know!" Jing Tian sat up and wiped his face vigorously, "It must be because of you!"

Looking at his wet face, Zheng Xunqian asked, "...Is it because of me now?"

Jing Tian couldn't answer.

He thought that he must still be very drunk to be so emotionally unstable.

Zheng Xunqian caressed his soft cheek with his thumb, and said, "I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, he leaned over slowly and approached Jing Tian.

Jing Tian stepped back unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zheng Xunqian stopped, and he also stopped.

They were very close, and it became a little difficult to see each other, and they could feel each other's body temperature through the air through the skin.

Zheng Xunqian stared at him from such a distance, and whispered: "Don't hide."

Jing Tian blinked.

Then, a warm and soft touch covered his lips.

Zheng Xunqian kissed him, and quickly retreated to the distance just now. Seeing that Jing Tian was still in a daze, he kissed him a second time.

Jing Tian was dumbfounded, and after being kissed many times, he thought of opening his mouth.

He wants to ask, what do you do?Unfortunately, he was interrupted just after he uttered the first syllable.

Opening your mouth when kissing is too much of an invitation.

Jing Tian soon didn't want to ask questions so much.

Ever since he walked into this room, his brain has been sticky.

Being drunk feels a bit like dreaming. While the consciousness is excited, the perception of the world becomes dull, and everything lacks a sense of reality.

His instinct told him that what he was doing now made him feel comfortable.

It's soft, warm, moist, and makes people want to be intoxicated.

He tilted his head slightly, trying to cater cautiously.

Both his mind and his body are inexperienced, so they appear jerky.

Fortunately, the person who kissed him didn't mind.

The tips of their tongues touched and their lips touched.

Jing Tian didn't close his eyes, just squinted, his eyes were not focused, the whole world became blurred in the warm yellow light, only the sound of snorting in his ears and the subtle water stains caused by the intertwining of lips and teeth were clear of.

Zheng Xunqian pressed his lips tightly, begging him in a low voice and sincerely: "Would you like it again?"

His tone was tinged with a completely different temperament from the usual in the humid air, which made his heart itchy.

"Okay?" Zheng Xunqian asked again.

Jing Tian was in a daze, because his brain was working too slowly, so he didn't respond for a long time.

Zheng Xunqian kissed him again, and he instinctively opened his mouth again.

Zheng Xunqian asked persistently for the third time.

"is it okay?"

Jing Tian finally closed his eyes and replied, "...try it."

The hotel's bathrooms are a bit rudimentary, with showers only.

Jing Tian couldn't even stand still, he was almost carried in by Zheng Xunqian.

Alcohol brought him intense tiredness after a long period of excitement.

He was so sleepy he couldn't keep his eyes open.

His eyes were closed, but he still didn't stop, lying on the bed and yelling that he hadn't taken a shower yet.

When Zheng Xunqian took him into the bathroom, he finally became obedient.

Zheng Xunqian took off his shirt, and he obediently raised his hand.

He took off his pants, and he lifted his feet accordingly.

After his whole body was stripped naked, he stretched out his arms, wanting to hug Zheng Xunqian.

He needs to find something to support his body, and he doesn't want to take the effort.

"I can't wash you like this."

Zheng Xunqian put his hand on the switch of the shower and said helplessly.

Jing Tian shook his head, thinking, forget it, don't wash it.

Maybe it's because everyone has come, Zheng Xunqian has a different point of view from him.

"Go to bed after washing."

Jing Tian snorted softly with his nose as a protest.

"quickly."

Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian closed his eyes and muttered, "Just wash like this."

"It will wet my clothes."

"Then take it off."

Zheng Xunqian didn't make a sound, nor did he move.

"Your heart is beating so fast."

Jing Tian hugged his neck, whispering softly.

"Ah."

"why?"

Zheng Xunqian didn't answer.

Jing Tian, ​​who was still sleepy at first, regained his energy and asked, "Why? Why? Why?"

What responded to him was the warm water from the shower.

Large flakes of hot water wet his bare back, overflowing and rolling down along his skin.

"...Your clothes are wet!" Jing Tian opened his eyes.

He raised his head and looked straight into Zheng Xunqian's eyes.

Seeing Zheng Xunqian approaching him, he quickly closed his eyes again.

He hasn't fully learned it yet, but he has grown to like the feeling of kissing a little bit, and knows that he should close his eyes at this moment.