【Peking Shuangmei】Shell

question?Fang Mengwei has never been sloppy in his work, the only thing that can make him worry about gains and losses is that he cares too much and is too nervous.

But Sun Chaozhong is not a frank person without a city, who can tell all the little thoughts he ignited in Beiping.He was afraid that Fang Mengwei would laugh at him, and he was also afraid that Fang Mengwei would know that he cared too much and admired him too much; he regarded love as a battle, cautiously probing, step by step, probably because he was too nervous.

In the eventful autumn of [-], only a few people knew his identity in the huge Beiping.His admiration and Xiao Xiang, hidden under layers of cover-ups, never see the light of day.

When he was young, he read about love and recited love poems. The poets said that love is impulsive, romantic, and breaking free from shackles.

But his attraction to Deputy Director Fang, who was drenched in the duty room and glanced at him, was crazy, depressing, and dangerous.Fang Mengwei rushed into the duty room in the heavy rain that day. He took off his big-brimmed hat, and even his hair was dripping.

Xu Tieying answered the phone inside, and Sun Chaozhong asked him to wait outside.

The young deputy director was standing on the mahogany floor, as if he had been fished out of the water, with water seeping out from under the trouser legs of his black uniform.

Deputy Director Fang, would you like to change your clothes?

Sun Chaozhong, who was in his early twenties, looked at the water stains on the ground, then looked up again, but met Meng Wei's eyes above him, and was lost for a moment, as if he was being spied on by the other party. Something more secretive.He immediately turned his gaze away, and got up to get a set of uniform coats that he had hung in the closet.

Need not!

Fang Mengwei's answer to him was decisive.

When Sun Chaozhong heard the answer, his hand had already touched his well-washed coat, which was inevitably embarrassing.He thought, maybe he cared a little too much?But then he said again, Deputy Director Fang, you'd better be more careful when you see Director Xu.

Fang Mengwei didn't refute any more, almost snatched the clothes from his hand, unbuttoned his wet clothes and put them on the stool for waiting guests, and took off his shirt quickly.

The duty room was very quiet, except for the rubbing sound of Fang Mengwei's clothes, the sound of Sun Chaozhong's pen sketching on the manuscript paper, and the deafening sound of Sun Chaozhong's own breathing.He wished he could hold his breath, but he was afraid that the breathing sound would be uneven.The leaders in Nanjing praised him for his decent handling of affairs, but at this time he almost damned forgot how to breathe.

Inside, Xu Tieying probably called out, and Fang Mengwei went in by himself. He sat on the wooden chair, looking at the wet clothes Fang Mengwei had replaced, his dark pupils slowly cooling down.

Then he remembered the rush, the madness, the mortal danger, the danger that often knocked at his nerves in midnight dreams.

Sun Chaozhong knew that Fang Mengwei was in Hong Kong, but he actually saw him a few years later near St. John's Middle School.Originally, he was just going to a company to find someone to talk about some business, and when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Fang Mengwei, a tall and tall high school student.He froze in place, for a moment he didn't know what hit him, and his palms were sweating.

Fang Mengwei was wearing a white shirt, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and walking beside a young man.That sharp look coincided with that of Deputy Director Fang in Beijing, but his shoulders seemed to be less heavy, so that his steps were much easier.

He looked at Fang Mengwei from a distance, and felt that something broke out of the dust, and the chains that had imprisoned it for many years were like raw jade, which would shatter when knocked.He thought maybe the poets were right in the end, about freedom, about romance, about breaking free from shackles.

Sun Chaozhong stroked the back of the neck of the man in his arms, and slowly inserted his fingers into his hair, wandering around the back of the man's head.

Of course I will go back to look for you, I ran into Boqin only after I went back to look for you.These words hovered on his lips for a while but did not come out.Maybe almost missing it makes people appreciate it more.

Long Night

Do not impulse!

Fang Mengwei looked at the hand holding his forearm, raised his eyebrows and wanted to shake him off, but was pressed down forcefully by the force in his hand.

He also knew that it was inconvenient to flare up in such a situation, but when he saw the appearance of the foreigner yelling at the waiter, his anger went straight to his forehead.He glanced at Sun Chaozhong who was sitting at the table opposite him, he had already put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, his eyes couldn't be more serious, so he took a deep breath and sat down on the chair again.

It's just that the table full of good food looks faded now, and every plate reminds him of the bragging British guy behind him, as if every plate is full of their goddamn hunks of fried meat and potatoes.

Sun Chaozhong took his bowl and said to drink some soup.

Fang Mengwei didn't reach out to pick up the bowl, but a pair of chopsticks were about to be broken by him.too salty?If it’s too salty, go back and eat their fish cakes!asshole!

Fang Mengwei complained in a low voice.But he also knew that this was not Peiping.Have some soup.Sun Chaozhong remained calm.

You don't know what he's talking about.Fang Mengwei is good at English, and he could clearly hear the cursing in the Englishman's quiet voice.There's no point being angry with this kind of person.Sun Chaozhong picked up a slice of eggplant with the chopsticks in his hand, skimmed off the oil, and slowly put it into Fang Mengwei's bowl.After eating, go and clean him up.

Fang Mengwei suddenly raised his head and looked at Sun Chaozhong who was at the opposite table, his eyes suddenly lit up, what did you say!Sun Chaozhong hummed and continued to eat.

The food on the table suddenly became lively again, fragrant and steaming.Fang Mengwei got an appetite, picked up the bowl of soup Sun Chaozhong served him in front of him, and felt that the ginger shredded oyster soup was really sweet.

Meng Wei, Sun Chaozhong stopped him suddenly.

how?Under the dim light, Meng Wei turned his head, the opportunity was fleeting, and he couldn't wait any longer.Don't let him see that you understand English.

it is good!

Fang Mengwei walked along the eaves by the wall, but secretly sighed in his heart for Sun Chaozhong's understanding and care for him. He really planned to greet the other party's Guotai family in his native language.

However, he was fast enough, and Charles only had time to groan before being swallowed up by the darkness in the dark alley.The lower jaw was supported by something, probably a knee, or an elbow, only his front teeth that fell to the ground could tell.

But the British businessman was not reconciled, he grabbed a piece of fabric, lay on the ground and refused to let go.

Then there was a kick from behind, kicking at the elbow, causing his right arm to let go immediately uncontrollably, and howling like a pig rang through the night under the upper moon.

Sun Chaozhong leaned out and saw that there were no policemen following him, so he raised the left corner of his mouth in satisfaction and smiled smugly.The person next to him leaned against the wall, panting and asking, how?

never mind.

That's fun enough.Fang Mengwei laughed out loud.

Sun Chaozhong didn't answer, but squatted down and wiped his leather shoes with the handkerchief in his jacket pocket.When she got up, she was forced into a corner by an embrace, and a kiss was printed on her lips.

Before he could react, Fang Mengwei had let him go, turned and walked in front.Walk!go home!

Back at the residence, Sun Chaozhong took a basin of water to wash his face.Before the towel was wrung out, he was hugged from behind, with the man's warm breath in his ears, and was pushed into the bedroom.

The ears were lightly touched by the tip of the tongue, slowly traced, he couldn't help shaking his whole body, and the man behind him bit the back of his neck, vaguely saying that this place is still so untouched.

Sun Chaozhong's hair was cut very short, and the nape of his neck was always clean, as if this was the only unprotected territory on a person who was never willing to share his heart with others.This is also Fang Mengwei's favorite place to start. He traced the back of the other's ear with his tongue, and bit the earlobe of his right ear gently with his teeth.

Hearing Sun Chaozhong gasp, his whole shoulder trembled uncontrollably again.Fang Mengwei wrapped his arms around him contentedly, and went around to unbutton his shirt collar.

After two or three of them were untied, Sun Chaozhong's panting had already lost its regularity, his knees were weak, and he seemed to be unable to stand up, so he had to clasp the waist and hips of the person behind him with his backhand, so as to stick it tighter.

Fang Mengwei's hand moved between his chest and abdomen, his right hand slipped into his belt first, but due to the restraint of his trouser waist, he barely stretched out the back of his hand.His left hand was still sticking to Sun Chaozhong's chest, rubbing the most sensitive area of ​​his chest through his shirt and vest, he was reluctant to let go.All he had to do was to speak centrally, to court Zhong, and to untie the belt.

Sun Chaozhong obeyed, but this time his knees were already sore and weak. When he really untied the belt, he had to reach out to support the wall in front of him to stand firm.

Fang Mengwei's right hand slowly covered his hardened genitals, slowly soothing through his underwear.

Sun Chaozhong has always been silent in sexual matters, and rarely speaks unless necessary.But Fang Mengwei is different, he likes to ask, is it okay to ask Chaozhong?Is that better or is it?Even if the answer I get is often a few huh, huh, which is not the answer to the question.

There were some wet marks on the underpants, and Fang Mengwei seemed to have decided that it was time to harvest, but he still didn't let go, but turned around slowly, facing the flushed Sun Chaozhong, he frowned slightly Eyebrows and misty eyes have always been Fang Mengwei's favorite scenery.

Chao Zhong.He turned his head to kiss each other's lips, and the two were entangled together, their breathing was chaotic, as if redundant.Only the growing heat and unbearable desire is the most real.Sun Chaozhong also unbuttoned Fang Mengwei's buckle and belt with his left hand, holding the other's tight waistline with his left hand, and gathered up the hardened genitals with his right hand, so that the hottest parts of the two were together, and their lips and tongues were also intertwined. Entwined, the body is close to each other, as if they can be dissolved in one place, and they are inseparable from each other.

Sun Chaozhong sat down on the edge of the wooden bed, but he seemed to wake up suddenly from the emotional tide, and grabbed Fang Mengwei who was kneeling by the edge of the bed.

what are you doing?

Make you, make you more comfortable.Fang Mengwei has already lowered his body, looking at him with a pair of amber eyes, sticking out his damn pink tongue, and licked his genitals that had overflowed with transparent liquid.

Sun Chaozhong seemed stunned by the scene in front of him. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was the sexiest thing or the excitement that should never have been brought into his mind.

In the final analysis, he is still somewhat traditional and old-fashioned in his bones, and some ideas are not very coherent, but he just stands there without knowing the reason.I only know that I should strictly abide by it, just like those methods of excessive pleasure and lust, which are not very good after all.

Fang Mengwei wanted to go to Han again, but he picked him up and put him on the bed.Don't be so boring.Fang Mengwei complained.

Are you bored now?Sun Chaozhong stretched out his hand to fiddle with his stiff penis.Fang Mengwei laughed and said breathlessly, it was very interesting.

After speaking, she rubbed against Sun Chaozhong's ear, kissed the side of his face and said, "Give it a try."If you don't like it, just stop doing it.

Before Sun Chaozhong could answer, he turned over and pressed the man under him, kissing from the neckline that curved into a seductive arc to the heaving chest. It was a little hot, and both of them were sweating and a little slippery.The tip of Fang Mengwei's tongue was salty, but the taste made him addicted, his mind was numb, and his lips and teeth left some marks on the opponent's lower abdomen.

In the end, Sun Chaozhong didn't stop him, but held the edge of the bed with his backhand, watching the incandescent lamp with a dim yellow glass shade hanging from the ceiling flickering on and off amid the sound of panting, and finally turned into a piece of light.

Custom

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, when Fang Mengwei returned to his residence with his luggage and looked at the steaming stove and the table filled with several plates of melon seeds, crisp candies and various snacks, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

In the past, he would stay in Taiwan until the seventh or eighth day of the lunar new year before returning to Hong Kong. Every time he came back, he would suddenly go from a family celebration to a deserted residence.At this time, I would think that maybe I should move to Taiwan, so that I could take care of my family.

But this year is different.

Fang Mengao patted his daughter's head and asked his younger brother to light the firecrackers for New Year's Eve.

The two brothers used to do this before. Fang Mengwei was holding a match in his hand, but suddenly remembered in a daze, wondering if Sun Chaozhong had set off firecrackers at home.

Presumably there are, he is very stubborn and old-fashioned about these traditions.

He Xiaoyu covered her daughter's nose and ears with a scarf. In the pungent smell of sulfur, Fang Mengwei felt that every thought seemed to be inseparable from Sun Chaozhong.Going back to Taiwan to visit my father and elder brother's family used to be the most relaxing moment, but now I feel like returning home, and I just want to watch the new year with Sun Chaozhong.

His feelings are like glaciers.I usually don't know what's there, once there is the first crack, it will collapse and come with the spring tide, and nothing can stop it.