Muji-kun presses Hua Gongzhen angrily

When he actually saw Huagong that night, Muji was really stunned.I don't know how to react at all.

If there is nothing wrong with saying "surprised", "happy" may not be called...

"You—you..." Muji blinked.This is really "shocking".

The man in front of him, wearing a white shirt and school uniform trousers, seemed to be a different person.Muji looked at his exposed smooth forehead in disbelief, and finally asked "What are you doing...".

Hua Gong was sitting on the sofa and looking sideways at him.He put one hand on the backrest and supported his head on the other, and after seeing Muji's reaction, he showed a clear expression of "I knew it would be like this":

"I cut my hair."

Is this person with refreshing short hair really Hua Gongzhen?After overcoming the initial strong sense of discomfort, Muji looked at him again.

The contours of the face are clearer, and the facial features are more distinct than before when they are covered by hair curtains.And... how should I put it, this hairstyle seems to weaken the inherent darkness of the opponent, adding a deceptive sunny temperament.

It's just that the arrogant and vicious smile on his lips didn't make any difference.

"Do you like it?" Huagong ran his fingers through his short hair, "No...it should be said, I like it very much, right?"

"Why do you think I'll like it?" Even though he was vaguely aware of the other party's intentions, Muji still asked unwillingly, "Did you do this for me?"

"Ah." Hua Gong made the final decision without mercy.After giving an affirmative answer, he stood up with ease, and while approaching Muji, he unbuttoned his shirt one by one, "Or... it's an effort to make the game between us better. ~"

Muji was speechless.Seeing Huagong gradually revealing his chest, he became irritable.

"'Hair is long, not like Hinata at all'," Huamiya said imitating him in a long voice, and after throwing away his shirt, he moved his hands down and untied his belt, "'Just seeing this look, It's meaningless'...Since Mu Jijun has said so, I don't do anything, so I feel a little bit sorry, right?"

That's how it is... that's how it is.

Muji looked at the other person's face, and what he saw was naked desire and heartless indifference.There is no flaw.

"So, I like it very much, this brand-new me? No... it should be said to be a better 'Hinata Junpei' that can be vented?"

Unable to tell what it was like, Muji just wanted to laugh.It turns out that there has never been such a so-called "truce" or "show of favor", and the deliberate gesture of compromise made by the other party is nothing more than brewing more violent provocations.

also good.He thought coolly.Since Hua Gong likes to play this kind of game, then I will play with him to the end.

After making up his mind, Mu Ji grabbed Hua Gong's hand which was busy undressing.The latter was surprised for a moment, but then calmed down.

"Why, don't you like it?"

Mooji doesn't answer, just stares at him blankly.The eyes of the two briefly met in the air, each wearing a disguise that the other could not see through.

The next second, Muji pushed him against the wall and kissed him passionately.

The moment the back was hit, Huamiya groaned reflexively.He was obviously kissing, but his brows kept furrowing, as if he was in severe pain.Muji pressed against him firmly, sucking his lips, licking the roots of his teeth and the tip of his tongue, endlessly extending and deepening this stormy kiss.

"Huh...huh..."

Hua Gong, who had lost his patience, tried to keep away from the rude kiss, but was pulled back by Muji pinching his chin.After repeated several times, he could say that he got nothing but the pain in his jaw, so he had to give up unnecessary efforts.

"I like it very much... I like it very much..." In the gap between the kisses, Muji replied to him over and over again, and his big hand also stroking the ends of his hair pretending to be nostalgic, "It's really... so happy ...wouldn't it be great if we could do this sooner?"

Huagong's lips and body seemed a little cold.In stark contrast to this was his eagerly catering words: "It's good if you like it." Muji felt a slight tremor from the other's fluttering lips, "Muji, if you have any suggestions in the future, just put forward , lest you always have an excuse for not working hard."

Not working hard? ?In Huagong's heart, what exactly is hard work?Does it mean that as long as he works hard enough, he won't go to others?The irritability rushed into Muji's body like a headless chicken, and he couldn't find an exit.

"Mr. Huagong has done this, so I can't justify it if I don't give something in return?" He wrapped Huagong with one arm and dragged him into the bedroom forcibly.

The fallen trousers caught Huagong's feet, making him clumsy like a child when he lost his weight again and again.But even so, he does not intend to hand over the verbal advantage to others, "Yes... I hope you will do what you say. Otherwise, the attractiveness of Mr. Glasses will be doubtful~"

Muji threw him on the bed as if venting his anger.He grabbed his chin with the jaws of a tiger, and said condescendingly, one word at a time: "You are not allowed to talk about it, Hinata!"

Perhaps it was because of the terrifying expression on his face, Huagong's pupils visibly trembled.But the eyes were immediately hidden under the eyelashes, and the owner of the eyes smiled slightly: "I'm afraid it's your wishful thinking that you want me to obey your orders... Muji Teppei."

Indeed, Huagong has the skill of "the more I hate what I hear, the more I want to say it", and Muji has fully experienced it.The only solution to the situation in this situation is to crush him, tame him, and make him cry until he can't speak... This kind of bad and skillless method Muji has also been tried and tested.

"Turn around." Muji said, turning Huagong's body over, stroking his big hand down the spine, and sliding into the other's underwear, "Short hair is enough, it's better not to see your face It's better." After the last veil was removed, the opponent's cunts were completely exposed, "Hinata's attraction...you will know it soon."

Although he didn't want to admit it, the body underneath really looked like Hinata.

Smooth and smooth back, abrupt and sharp butterfly bones, thin and well-proportioned muscles...and that short black hair.This Hinata-like body was sweating profusely, struggling to resist or cater to the torment of passion, the slumped waist, the raised tun petals, the slender and beautiful hand stretched out in panic, struggling Caressing his rampant waist... Once distracted for a while, Muji will forget the fact that Hua Gong has cut his hair, and will be driven crazy by this coquettish scene.

Hinata... As expected, I still want Hinata the most, I want Hinata the most.

Covering the back of the opponent's hand propped on the bed sheet, Muji interlocked his fingers with the person under him.

This posture played a certain role of fixing, which facilitated his deeper attack.The person under him immediately groaned, unable to support his body anymore and fell down.Muji simply obeyed the other party's actions, put his arms around him and lay down on the bed together, their fingers were still clenched together.

Rubbing his cheek against the other's puffy hair, in the extreme pleasure of the body, Muji kissed his sweaty back neck and shoulders intoxicatedly.

"Ah... Muji..."

This person lying under him and interacting closely with him, this person calling his name in a forbearance and hoarse voice, and moaning beautifully...is it really Hinata?To be able to be with Hinata, to be accepted by him as a lover, this longing, imagining, and begging for two years, is it really happening?

My heart felt like it was filled with air, it was so swollen that it hurt.Hinata's name overflowed from Muji's lips again and again, with eager, satisfied, gentle, sad... resentful tone.

It's over.I fell into Huagong's trap completely.The more real the hallucination, the more painful the awakening.And there has never been a love affair before that has brought people such a huge misleading like this time.

I really want to be with Hinata, I really want to be with him.I love this person with all my heart, and I am immersed in this obscure and hot emotion every minute and every second of waking every day, and I am eager to find the figure of the other person in every desolate dream every night .

But even so, even face to face, shoulder to shoulder, Hinata will never be aware of this intention.Even if he knows what he wants, the possibility of accepting it is definitely less than or equal to zero.It would be nice not to break up.There was nothing Muji could do about it.

Why is Hinata never willing to take a serious look at himself?Why can he stay out of it and remain indifferent when he is clearly in such pain? ... A sense of desperation came over me uncontrollably.

For the first time, Muji felt that Hinata was a little hateful.This is also the first time, he will feel resentment towards Hinata.

"Woooooo...Ah!...Muji, Muji...be gentle..." Huagong's fingers pinched deeply into his skin, panting and rushing.

Oops... Even if he could realize that he was out of control, he couldn't stop at all.No matter whether it was real Hinata or fake Hinata, he wished he could tear it up and swallow it mouthful.Wasn't the person who aroused his desire for sadism, Hua Gongzhen, and why did he tell himself to stop?

Muji gently kissed the other side's side hair, but the movements of his lower body were too hot.

"Huh... Damn it, hate it!!... Ahh!" Huagong pressed her forehead against the bed sheet weakly.

"You told me to work hard?"

A brief silence.

"Huagong, are you crying?" Muji noticed that his voice was muffled.

"...Go to hell!"

Muji put his hand forward to touch his cheek, but he blocked it vigorously.His shoulders twitched and he buried his face in the sheets, even his panting voice trembled.

Looking at his crooked body curled up in his arms, Muji suddenly wanted to say to him, "Don't go to someone else." He just wanted to say that for no reason.

Don't go to others, only me is enough.