The sand sculpture attacked him and was addicted to the plot of dog blood

"sleep early."

The door of the master bedroom slammed shut in front of Qi Ran, even though Qi Ran was in a hurry to put on his bathrobe and didn't walk the bird in front of his brother, he was still locked out.

But he didn't have the courage to knock on the door.

Wei Yan had seen and heard his self-blasphemy in the bathroom, and he was irrefutable.

He did this a lot in his previous life, because his wife never let him touch it, and he was a young man with a lot of blood. After being kicked out of bed by his wife, he could only go to the bathroom to relieve his grievances.

Weiyan was never so thin-skinned in her previous life, no matter how much noise he made in the bathroom, Weiyan could still fall asleep.

The premise is that they have slept together for so long in their previous life, and they have long been used to it. In this life, he hasn't been chased by anyone yet...

Ugh……

Qi Ran didn't know what kind of dream Weiyan had.

But he made it clear that he had a dream.

Probably because I kissed Weiyan many times today, the kiss was so intense, the touch in my arms has not been eliminated, and the dream is full of beauty.

You can't completely blame him for getting up, can you?

In his half-dream and half-awake state, he fantasized about Wei Yan's appearance, being pressed on the bed, on the table, and trapped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows by his slender waist...

Those eyes that are usually cold and sharp are still calm, but the end of the eyes are red from the toss, the mist is covered, physiological tears hang on the long eyelashes, and the rose thin lips are bitten by the white teeth, preventing myself from being embarrassed. the sound of.

The more I thought about it, the more crazy I became, and the more I thought about it, the hotter I felt.

In the end, Qi Ran still couldn't resist his instinctive thoughts, and stretched his hands into the bedding, sweating all over in the bedroom with the low air conditioner.

It took a long time to release.

He got up in a daze, trying to wash off his sweat, but found that there was no bathroom in the room, and realized that this was not a villa, but a flat in the city center.

And the other protagonist in his dream was in the opposite room.

As long as he takes out the spare key and pushes the door open, he can walk in and see the man of his dreams on the big soft bed he personally laid out.

He could hug him, kiss him, do to him the things he'd wanted to do for a long time, the things he'd been thirsty for two lifetimes.

Before he knew it, he had reached the door. He pressed his forehead against the wooden door and sighed deeply.

Finally turned around and left.

The water from the shower washed away the sin just now, but it couldn't stop his wild thoughts.

Once again, he was in the bathroom, chanting Weiyan's name sadly and lustfully, while solving his instinct problem.

This time was longer than the one in the dream.

When he turned off the shower and walked out of the bathroom with a towel in his arms, he was almost paralyzed by fright.

A pair of sharp phoenix eyes were facing him, looking at himself well.

The object of the spring dream could clearly hear his self-blasphemy...

That night, he couldn't sleep.

When he walked out of the room the next day, Weiyan had already prepared breakfast and was washing the pots and bowls, when he saw him coming out, he only glanced indifferently.

"Go wash up and have breakfast after washing up."

His voice remained calm, as if nothing happened last night.

Qi Ran mumbled into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. When he came out, the range hood in the kitchen was still on, Weiyan was smoking a cigarette, took off his apron, leaned on the glazed table and squinted at him.

Qi Ran was a little flustered, clenched his fists tightly, and decided to pour out all the words he had thought and sorted out all night.

"Actually, I don't feel ashamed of what I did last night. I am a man with normal physiological functions. It is normal to have desires and wants."

Weiyan couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth.

Qi Ran seemed to be relaxed, and he spoke logically, but in fact he was so nervous that his fingers unconsciously fiddled with the hem of his T-shirt, causing it to wrinkle.

"You can't look down on me, and you shouldn't think I'm ridiculous. I just... only like you, that's why I dream of you, and that's why... that's why it's normal to like someone and have desires."

Weiyan stubbed out the cigarette butt, gave a "huh" indifferently, pulled the chair by the dining table and sat down.

"Have a meal."

"Oh."

Qi Ran was absent-minded during breakfast, and from time to time he raised his eyes to peek at Weiyan. The other person's expression was indifferent, which was completely different from when he suddenly bumped into him last night. Qi Ran's heart was pounding when he saw Weiyan. He didn't know what Weiyan was thinking.

He didn't sleep well all night, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to face it calmly. When he said these words, he typed many times, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't care.

He was in a complicated mood.

It stands to reason that Weiyan doesn't care about it, he should be happy, but he is very uncomfortable.

A piece of carefully polished jade was thrown into the bottom of the lake without causing any ripples.

I eat with a dull head, I don’t know how to eat, and I sigh from time to time.

Taking advantage of his absent-mindedness, Weiyan looked up at him.

The little boy had porridge and rice on his cheeks, his hair was messy, and a bunch of soft hair curled up. He was actually quite cute.

Weiyan smiled silently, now you know you are flustered?

It's not that he can't understand it. It's normal for a boy with a vigorous and well-developed body to have sexual impulses.

It's just that I can't accept that the object of my thoughts is myself.

But after thinking about it, Qi Ran has said so many times that he likes him, and it is reasonable for him to be the object of his fantasy.

It's just that this kind of deformed idea should not continue.

Not responding, not refusing, is what Weiyan thinks is the safest way to deal with it before he fully thinks about the countermeasures.

Not that he is scum.

It's not that he has never refused, but Qi Ran is too stubborn, his rejection has been ineffective, there is no need to struggle.

After breakfast was over, Weiyan cleaned up the dishes, went to the window and lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, then looked at the boy sitting obediently on the sofa, and opened his mouth.

"Qi Ran."

"Hmm!" The boy's eyes lit up and he stared straight at him.

"What's the date today?"

Qi Ran didn't understand why Weiyan suddenly asked himself the time, he took a look at his phone and said, "August 27."

"Are you starting school soon?"

"..."

"It's time to go home, pack up and go to school."

Qi Ran didn't understand why Weiyan said this to himself suddenly, he blinked and stared blankly at the tall man leaning against the window.

"Are you going to drive me away?"

Weiyan neither nodded nor denied.

He continued: "The summer vacation is almost over, and it's time for you to start a new journey at the university. The campus is very beautiful, and it is the most youthful and unforgettable time in one's life. There, you will meet new classmates. into a new world."

In this way, sooner or later you will let go of this chaotic and meaningless time.

He didn't look into Qi Ran's eyes, and continued to say through the filter screen of the curling green mist: "You are handsome, smart, and from a good family background, you will meet many peers in college, and you will be liked by many girls ” Paused for a while, then said again: “Even if you don’t like girls, you will still meet a boy who is more suitable for you. You have many choices, and you are still young, so don’t trap yourself prematurely in... an impossible thing superior."

Qi Ran was stunned, stupid.

A series of heart-wrenching words pierced her ears and cut her heart.

He couldn't hear anything clearly, his eyes were suddenly blurred, his throat was a little sore, he raised his red eye sockets, and stared directly at Weiyan, who was emotionally cold and posing as a parent.

"I don't like girls, I don't like boys, I..."

Fearing that Qi Ran would recklessly say that he only likes himself, Wei Yan frowned and interrupted: "You don't even try, how do you know? Don't frame yourself on an impossible thing."

"Why is it impossible? Why is it impossible?!"

Qi Ran became anxious, and his voice suddenly rose.

It seemed that I couldn't reason with my parents, and I was so anxious that I was about to cry.

"..."

Weiyan was silent for a while, lit another cigarette, and took a deep breath violently.

"I'm six years older than you. It's said that there is a three-year generation gap. Six years old is two. You can't understand me, and I can't take care of your emotions. Can you imagine? When I was in college, you just graduated from primary school .”

"..."

"Besides, I don't think I'm good. Your family is rich, and my family is in trouble. When my parents made a verbal marriage relationship, I thought you were a girl before birth. Even if you like the same sex, you shouldn't look for me, because I'm not."

"..."

The boy didn't speak, just stared at him, tears welling in his eyes.

Weiyan turned her face away, not wanting to look at him, and continued: "Yesterday... what Dr. Zheng told you is true. My problem is very complicated, and it's not suitable for me to be with anyone."

"Weiyan, no, I don't mind, don't think about that, you..."

"I mind."

Weiyan interrupted him, and paused for a while. He really didn't want to mention his personal affairs, so he raised his hand holding the thin cigarette, rubbed his forehead, pursed his lips and said, "Go back, go home and clean up. Ready to go to school."

"Thank you for providing me with a place to live. I will pay you the rent at the market price. When I find another place, I will..."

"What are you?"

Qi Ran got up suddenly, walked quickly from the sofa to the French window, and then grabbed Weiyan's wrist.

The cigarette held by Weiyan's fingertips trembled, shaking off sparks and soot, and landed on the back of Qi Ran's hand, burning it, but he didn't feel any pain.

"What are you talking about? Huh? What are you going to say?"

"..."

"Let go, sit back, let's have a good chat."

Qi Ran didn't let go, but clenched even tighter, pinching an indelible red mark on the white and beautiful wrist bones.

"I don't! It's you who don't want to have a good chat, you always do this... Do you have to separate me from you so far, so clearly? "

The boy has always been very well-behaved and gentle. Occasionally he fell ill and fell into a second grade, but at this moment, he probably really hurt his heart, his eyes were so red, tears would not fall, and he forced him back.

The usual pure almond eyes suddenly turned cruel.

The canine cub suddenly turned into a ferocious wolf, staring at Weiyan, as if he wanted to eat people alive.

He gritted his teeth, bit Weiyan's ear viciously, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out the dark words that had been held in his heart for too long.

"Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been...waiting for you all the time, you don't understand at all..."

Qi Ran like this makes Weiyan feel strange.

His jaw was pinched, and he was forced to meet his eyes. He didn't even know how to respond, but the young man held his wrist and took a puff of the thin cigarette from his fingertips.

Then--

The generous palm quickly clasped the back of his head, and his lips hit each other with a snap.

Kiss him hard.

The smoke spread around the lips of the two until it dissipated, the young boy still refused to let him go, entangled his lips and tongue, squeezed his teeth, and kissed him with the smell of smoke.

When he realized the resistance, Qi Ran still refused to let go, the tip of his tongue was bitten to the point of bleeding, and he refused to let it go. The intense and entangled kiss became more and more obsessed, kissing him until he was hypoxic, and kissing him until he lost his mind.

Then he strangled the hand that pushed him, pushed him against the floor-to-ceiling window, held his wrists with his big hands, and clasped them on top of his head, while the other hand was buried in the shirt...

crazy!

Damn, it's crazy!

Weiyan never expected that the wolf cub would react so strongly.

Yes, Qi Ran is crazy.

He respects Weiyan, no matter in the previous life or in this life, he wants to melt him slowly, to heat him up slowly.

But there is a prerequisite for all this.

As long as there is hope, he can wait and endure...

But Weiyan wanted to cut off the connection between them so indifferently, how could he bear it?

In his previous life, they were a legal couple with a certificate. Even if they didn't have sex, Weiyan still belonged to him. He tried hard to suppress his instinct because he knew that Weiyan would not leave him.

In this life, he has been passionately pursuing him, wanting to squeeze into his life slowly and little by little.

But what?

However, at this moment, Weiyan has told him so many reasons, and there are always endless excuses to leave him.

He realized that Weiyan was not just talking, but serious.

How can he still be calm?

How to pursue slowly?

Maybe it was because of years of begging for nothing, years of waiting and forbearance, which made him feel paranoid in his bones.

He can have unlimited sunshine and be well-behaved all the time, or he can be driven crazy and become a vicious devil.

As long as Weiyan is his, he can do whatever.

Qi Ran knew that he had endured for too long and worked too hard, Weiyan's words became the fuse, smashing all the disguises of forbearance, and forced him to release his nature in embarrassment.

After suppressing it for so long, it is very fierce to release it suddenly, so fierce that he can no longer suppress it.

His dark, prey eyes gouged Weiyan fiercely, seeing the man's shocked and flustered expression, he suddenly smiled.

Weiyan couldn't understand at all, how long he had endured it.

The kiss that raged like a storm fell again, biting the man's indifferent thin lips, biting into a rose color, and then moving down the mandible...

Overlaid on yesterday's light-colored traces, it turns into a brighter color that is more difficult to eliminate.

Qi Ran is young, but he is tall and straight, and his whole body is pressed against Wei Yan. He is irresistible.

Wei Yan is used to being calm, even though he lost control like this at this moment, he still recovered quickly from the short-term shock.

He was held by the waist, slammed on the sofa, and the shirt buttons fell to the ground in pieces. He closed his eyes when he heard the boy breathing heavily on his chest.

Pressing down on the vibrato, he said calmly: "Qi Ran, do you have to do this? If this continues, you and I... will be over."

He was exhausted from the tossing, and his voice was not loud, it could even be said that it was very soft compared to the boy's panting.

But Qi Ran heard it.

The person who was lying on his body and tearing his clothes paused, and there was no movement.

When Qi Ran raised his head again, Wei Yan turned his face away, not looking into his eyes.

But his face suddenly became wet.

The boy's tears fell drop by drop, falling on Wei Yan's lips, and all he tasted was bitter.

When Weiyan raised his eyes to look again, Qi Ran was so wronged that his eyes were swollen from crying and flushed.

"..."

The rampant action did not continue.

Instead, he practiced Mandarin with "I'm sorry" in a trembling voice, while buttoning his shirt with trembling hands.

But the buttons were all torn all over the place and couldn't be fastened at all.

"..."

Weiyan raised her hand to cover her forehead, she closed her eyes and didn't want to look.

A straight guy, being pressed under another boy and kissed, his clothes ripped like that, and even wanting to do more.

It's ridiculous...

He wished he could kick the bastard away right now, turn around and leave with the suitcase in hand, but he also knew that in Qi Ran's state, if he really did that, he would either make the child go crazy on him again, or make the child go crazy by himself .

He began to suspect that Dr. Zheng was not only not good in medical ethics, but also in professional ability.

Otherwise, how could he not see the child's madness?

He really didn't understand how he could make a boy like him in just a few dozen days of acquaintance, to such an extent...

The boy couldn't button the buttons no matter what, his hands were shaking and his heart was flustered.

A well-managed relationship, endured for two lifetimes, why suddenly...

What should I do?

How to save?

In the panic of what to do, Qi Ran suddenly thought of something.

He suddenly pulled down Weiyan's arm, looked straight at the other party with his eyes, and then said suddenly: "Man, don't try to challenge my bottom line. Don't be afraid, I just want you to be stained with my smell. I can't escape, I will be my man for the rest of my life."

Weiyan: "..."

What's with this pie-shaped face that is three points evil, four points domineering, two points playful, and one point affectionate?

Before Wei Yan could react, Qi Ran suddenly covered his head, frowning and hissing in pain.

Then, a pair of wet innocent almond eyes looked at my brother.

Nuo Nuo said: "I... what happened to me just now? My head hurts." QAQ;

Weiyan: "..."

The author says:

The normal flow of the script: blackening!Force love!Do it hard!Sad and hurt, he ran away and chased him!

The script is in Ran Ran's hands: Hey, brother, I'm so scared, my head hurts, please coax me, please pet me QAQ