kiss Me

The suffocation became more and more intense, like some kind of substantive coldness spreading from the shoulder blades against the door panel, engulfing him, and sinking into the abyss little by little.

Lin Wu was so kissed that his whole body was shaking, his eye sockets were sour uncontrollably, something hot slid down his cheeks, his out-of-focus eyes couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but he could clearly feel something hidden in the indifference. Underneath, the heavier things involved the physical suffocation and psychological factors, strangled his instinct of struggle, and he could only confess his sins word by word in intermittent breaths——No, I lied, Not like that.

This was probably the closest he came to a breakdown.Qin Shu let go of him a second before the darkness fell, took a step back, and watched him slip and fall to the ground with downcast eyes, leaning against the door behind him in embarrassment, but still couldn't hold back, and half-kneeled beside him to circle the crowd into his arms, gently stroking his back to comfort him: "What lie did you say?"

If Lin Wu is sober at this moment, he will probably soon realize that his brother is not as angry as he looks, at least far from being out of control, and the seemingly indifferent words are also mixed with distress, which is more like doing it on purpose I want to teach him a lesson—it’s a pity that he is the one who is not sober now, and he can only lean on the other’s shoulder for nothing and take his breath away, using the good smell in Qin Shu’s collar as the antidote , Relieve the physiological emotional ups and downs caused by suffocation and choking.

The five words Qin Shu asked stayed at the beginning of his thoughts, and he was unable to come up with a corresponding answer for a long time-he also wanted to explain the cause and effect in detail, apologize for some ridiculous lies, or take the opportunity to "the villain sued first ", relying on Qin Shu's connivance to seek another favor, and expose this stubble without seriousness...

But he was hard.

This cognition was so hot that he was about to burn, and burned through the rationality that should have been working, leaving only some kind of shameless instinct, driving him to raise his head to ask for kisses, to absorb the lack of security, or something else thing.

The thin young man knelt there, straightened up, supported the other party's knees, and kissed him. There were finger marks on the white neck, and tears slowly slid down the red marks, sinking into the loose collar of the white shirt—like a sacrifice Kiss his god.

He thought that the gods were still gentle, at least when they were kissing.

Let him feel that he is a bad naughty boy, provoking the other party again and again, getting uncontrollable joy from Qin Shu's loss of control because of him, overflowing from the mind to the body, and squandering the other party's only share The tenderness—the strange confession made his heart sour, and the crimes of the past flashed like a revolving lantern, leaving trembling marks.

But what to do, as he reflected, he couldn't extricate himself like an addict, unwilling to give up the pleasure brought by extinguishing the moon, even if the moon suffered because of it...

He heard a light sigh, and when he came back to his senses, his cheeks were wet and his sobs were so embarrassing that he couldn't be sure for a moment that it was his own voice - but Qin Shu's words quickly proved this, just Let him feel more and more sinful.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it," Qin Shu wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and then rubbed his messy hair, "It's okay, don't cry."

Lin Wu lay on his knees and spoke softly like a small animal, a little lost animal, with a low voice and a flattering hoarse voice: "Brother, don't be angry..."

A few years ago, he liked Lin Wu's frail and desolate appearance very much, and he couldn't help but have more thoughts of bullying him, but now he doesn't like it so much, he just feels distressed.

"Well, don't be angry." He heard himself say softly.

"Liar," Lin Wu sniffed, put his arms around his shoulders, and his voice muffled from his neck, "I'm obviously angry...Brother, I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't deliberately lie to provoke you Not happy, obviously you have been very tired these two days, but I just can't help it... I don't know that girl, I just met on the road by chance, she said that she was harassed, and it's not safe to walk alone at night , let me give her a ride..."

Qin Shu rubbed the back of his neck, his tone was still as gentle as coaxing a child, completely unable to see the indifference that was about to choke his neck earlier: "Well, I guessed it more or less, but I still don't mind."

That's why I used the reason of "leaving a lesson" to deceive myself and others, and I was able to cross that line and vent my ulterior possessive desire in my heart, but I was reluctant to teach too much and really hurt the other party.

But judging from the results, it still seems to scare the children.

"Are you still suffering?"

He took a breath calmly, and was about to say something to comfort him, when he heard the person in his arms call "Qin Shu", with a trembling voice: "It's not uncomfortable... Brother, I know you did it on purpose, and I know you want me to be an example, but——I don't know, I can't help it, I'm sorry..."

Even if he rationally knows that he shouldn't make his brother angry, shouldn't play in the opponent's minefield, and even if he can really give up unnecessary social interaction and don't say a word to strangers, he will still make up some stories in a serious manner. To make Qin Shu mind, to see people who are usually calm because of him—maybe I didn't think that way before, but now that I know the taste, I am more and more unwilling to give up.

He thought that Qin Shu cared, otherwise he wouldn't have lectured him so "fantasically", but the plea was invalid, and his instinct was still knowingly committing the crime.

But falling in love is knowingly committing a crime.

This time Qin Shu was silent for a long time, as if he was extracting useful information from his ambiguous confession, sorting out the cause and effect of this sentence - but he didn't ask more, just stood up with his half-embraced, bowed his head and kissed his hair Burning cheeks: "Okay, brother knows you know what's on your mind... the rest is up to you."

He still doesn't have any principles in front of Lin Wu. Even though his original intention is high-sounding, he wants the other party to be more sensible and stop doing things that make him jealous, so as not to get burned, but in the end it still becomes a drama of conniving and being pampered, one-sided Patience and "no need to be sensible".

But Lin Wu looked at him with soft eyes, clearly wet and just cried, but reflected bits and pieces of surprise, making the "lesson" that should have ended in meaninglessness become meaningful.

"But brother, it really hurts." Lin Wu, like a fox that only received a safety signal, raised his fluffy tail again, and complained in a low voice confidently, "I was scared to death just now, and I almost couldn't help but resist gone."

Qin Shu stared at the red marks on his neck, and was slightly startled. Then he suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little tired recently, so he ignored another fact.

There is nothing one-sided about patience.