Chosen unlucky guy

Although he already had a vague premonition, when Xin Sui said this strongly suggestive sentence, He Jingle still had a bang in his mind, as if being run over twice by a bulldozer back and forth, completely crashing the machine.

His heart was pounding, his hands were still clinging to the back of the other's neck, behind him was the soft and layered sheets, the distance was too intimate for him to even have room to dodge; Tiny fluff, then seemed to smile, half conniving and half comforting: "What are you shaking?"

Then he pretended to say: "Oh, I see, our Lebao is still a child."

Having said that, Senior Xin, who seems to be strategizing on the surface, may not be able to get anywhere. Of course, the deafening heartbeat cannot be a masterpiece completed by one person. His palm was wet and hot, and he touched it with the back of his dry hand restrainedly. He Jingle's face turned to the side - he really regarded He Jingle as a child who didn't understand these things, he was so spoiled that he didn't even want to let the other party have a little bit of pain and entanglement: "Okay, let's take a bath."

As soon as the weight on his body lightened, He Jingle didn't regain his senses for a long time, and finally he replied dully: "...Oh."

He walked slowly to the bathroom, the three souls disappeared and the seven souls disappeared. The sound of water in the bathroom was hidden, and his thoughts drifted aimlessly. For a moment, he wondered if it was because he hadn't answered for too long, and Xin Sui felt that he was unwilling; For a while, I thought, after tonight, did I miss the most suitable time.

Of course the things he wants to do/love to do with Xin Sui are all men, who can think about this, isn't he just... a little nervous!

The longer he took the shower, the more panic he felt, the shadow of Xin Sui was vaguely reflected on the side of the bathroom with frosted glass, I don't know if it was because of his psychology, how could he feel that the other party was unhappy; I couldn't help it all tonight, wrapped my bare feet in a towel and ran outside, saying, "Xin Sui, I actually—"

With a swipe, the soles of his feet slipped, and he slid into the arms of Xin Sui, who was sitting on the edge of the bed flipping through his phone, even with a towel.

It's all over now, the frizzy young master He is wearing only a pair of underpants in a posture that makes people imagine, and the bed is soaked, and the water that hasn't been cleaned is dripping down the bridge of his nose. , Xin Sui raised his hand to wipe it for him, but suddenly he heard him say firmly, "I think."

"What do you want—"

Xin Sui paused, suddenly realized something, his hand stopped in mid-air, and did not move.

He Jingle thought he didn't understand, so he said cheekily, "I want to have sex with you."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Xin Sui could no longer pretend to be Liu Xiahui, and the positions of the two changed, and He Jingle sank into the quilt room again, smelling delicious. The moment his eyes met, he swallowed and said nervously: "Then What... seems to be hitting me."

Xin Sui was also a little embarrassed by what he said, and said in shame, "I'm sorry, but this is a normal physiological reaction."

"No." He suddenly motioned Xin Sui to stop, and with one hand rustled behind his back, he took out a small hard card, and when he saw the number on it, he exclaimed, "Damn it, 8369! "

The card he couldn’t find was lost and recovered. He was so immersed in the joy of not having to report the loss of the bank card that he didn’t realize that the danger was coming, so he foolishly showed it to Xin Sui. The result was of course predictable:

The bank card was swept under the bed like a small piece of paper, Xin Sui bowed his head on the side of his neck with a hoarse voice and dark eyes, and said unhappily, "Don't look at it."

"Just look at me." Young Master He received a wet kiss behind his ear. The person who said this was very unreasonable, but then he repeated irresistibly, "Just look at me if I can do it." ?”

The warm breath made He Jingle shrink his neck, and took the initiative to hug him a little tighter; he kissed Xin Sui on the face, and finally smiled: "Xin Sui, why are you better than my father?" Still overlord?"

Xin Sui: "..."

He was so suspenseful: "Don't mention uncle at a time like this."

"Oh, oh, oh," He Jingle nodded, "Then what should I say, um, brother, slow down?"

Now the two of them couldn't help laughing. At the same time, they remembered the scene of the society's death that was captured on Qianlu Road last time. Who would have thought that time has changed, and now they really want to explore this kind of thing together.

"Xin Sui," He Jingle stopped smiling, like every man and woman who is deeply in love, asking sweetly before something is about to happen, even if there is an answer, "I promise I love you very much, and you love me too Is it?"

The atmosphere suddenly became very warm, and Xin Sui's eyes were full of tenderness that he didn't realize, and he said solemnly: "Jing Le, I love you in countless present moments."

He didn't say forever. At this moment, he still stubbornly believes that the vows between lovers and endless promises are the early warning of decline. He wants to talk about the present with He Jingle, and then use many presents to walk to tomorrow together.

Outside the window is the howling evening wind of autumn, but the house is swept by the heat wave, and there is still the last trace of summer that has not dissipated. Leaving behind a faint scent of strawberry sweetness, it makes people move their index fingers, and even want to reach out and reach for that one to chew.

——It’s just that it has expired for too long, and it’s not suitable to eat anymore. Just lying there at this time, the sugar water has already flowed all over the ground, wet and sticky between the fingers; greedy Children should be punished by the elders, so crying/gasping and screaming are given together, and someone's voice is so low that it melts into the night, and can only be vaguely heard asking: "Do you still want to eat?"

"Don't eat..."

This answer still seemed unsatisfactory, so a new round of strict discipline began, and the child who had suffered the price was finally tired, wrapped in a quilt and fell into a deep sleep, even frowning in his dream: "Don't eat!" , never eat it again."

"stupid."

Xin Sui laughed, his eyes stayed on the sleeping side of the other party, saw He Jingle turned over, opened his eyes slits, and smiled bewilderedly when he saw someone, and then asked in a nasal voice: "Xin Sui, why are you still here?" Do not sleep?"

"immediately."

He coaxed, and stretched out his hand to send He Jingle into his arms again, and the latter also leaned over cooperatively, as if he was about to fall asleep again, but he still muttered reluctantly: "Xin Sui, you It's mine now."

Xin Sui didn't answer, but raised his hand and turned off a small lamp beside the bed, and lay quietly in the darkness of total silence; after a long time, He Jingle's breathing became slow and long again, before he breathed lightly. Responded lightly:

"Well, I'm yours."

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He Jingle: I'm so tired, I won't do it anymore

Me: I'm so tired, I won't do it again (just kidding, if there is a suitable occasion...

【I am so sorry!Yesterday was really unlucky, because I came back from Shanghai, and the isolation process was very cumbersome. I didn’t arrive at the isolation hotel until nine o’clock, and I was not allowed to take the elevator during the isolation. I dragged my heavy luggage upstairs and was temporarily transferred upstairs In the next room, I was so tired that I found that the mouse seemed to be crushed and unusable when I was carrying luggage. It really collapsed at once, and I couldn’t write a word, sorrrry!Hate the epidemic!