False success

Cheng Qing hadn't had a good time in the past three days, the wound healed slowly, and every time he took medicine, it was a torment, and the next day, for some reason, he had a fever again.The doctor couldn't explain the reason, put him on a drip, and told him to breathe carefully.The manager took time to accompany him, chattering away, thinking that he was just recovering from a serious injury, and his body was so weak that he couldn't stand the slightest torment.

Only he himself knows that this inexplicable fever is because this body is rejecting him.

He lay quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, his hands covered by the quilt tightly clutching the sheets, his whole forearm trembling.

Night is the most dazzling moment for Huashi.It is like the most coquettish dancer in the city, dancing in the dark night, attracting thousands of eyes.

The manager didn't expect Xiao Qu to show up, and asked Cheng Qing to roll his name.

He hesitated endlessly, wondering whether he should send Cheng Qing over from the hospital bed.

His dirty goal has been achieved, and Mr. Xiao has taken a fancy to Cheng Qing.In the past few months, I didn't bother to come to pick up flowers, but now it's only three days later, and I'm coming again.

But Chengqing's current state...

It would be fine if it was someone else, but Cheng Qing was the child he watched grow up, and he couldn't bear to let Cheng Qing be tortured again.What's more, he also has selfish intentions. A person of Mr. Xiao's status likes beautiful and fair boys. Cheng Qing's swelling has just gone down, and he looks definitely not as pleasing as last time.He was worried that if Cheng Qing spoiled Mr. Xiao's interest, the loss outweighed the gain.

But looking at the whole Huashi, it seems that there is only one person who can catch Mr. Xiao's eyes.

He sighed, and finally decided to let Cheng Qing come up to serve him.But because of the little bit of guilt in his heart, he didn't dare to pick up Chengqing himself.

So he didn't know that when Cheng Qing heard that Mr. Xiao was going to see him, the decadence and anxiety all over his body was swept away, and his eyes, which were beautiful in the past but now more heroic than beautiful, shone brightly in an instant.

Xiao Qu never waited for anyone, but today he made an exception for Cheng Qing.The manager said that Chengqing was taking a bath in another room, so he stood by the window, overlooking the night of the whole city.

The mood seems to be very contradictory - desperately wanting to occupy Chengqing, otherwise he would not stop halfway to Huashi, but he is not hesitant to wait, as if this person is worth his little patience.

This becomes even more contradictory.

To him, Cheng Qing is just a tool for making love on the bed.No matter how perfect, desirable, and easy-to-use a tool is, it is still just a tool after all.

His patience was only given to one person.

Sheng Yu.

The person who grew up with him, reflected in his eyes, and lived in his heart.

Thinking of Sheng Yu, the world seemed to quiet down.

The tails of his eyes are slightly curved, his gaze is like water.

Over the years, thinking of Sheng Yu's state of mind often made him feel confused.It seems that someone who recalls being as rebellious as Sheng Yu, who keeps a dark face all day long, shouldn't be extremely gentle.

It should be like when they bickered when they were young, you talk to each other, and the quarrel is very lively.

"Mr. Xiao."

The knock on the door and the soft call brought him back to his senses, he turned around feeling lost, and said after a few seconds: "Come in."

Cheng Qing was still wearing a neatly pressed military uniform, with a contradictory handsomeness between his brows.

It seemed that the flamboyant handsomeness shouldn't appear on such a soft and beautiful face.

Xiao Qu frowned slightly.

Cheng Qing stepped forward and walked to the window, curling the corners of his lips, not losing his manners, "Mr. Xiao, sorry for keeping you waiting."

Xiao Qu looked at him thoughtfully, his usually cold gaze was slightly heated.

Last time I was drunk, this time I was able to soberly examine this handy tool.

Not like.

Unlike Sheng Yu.

Cheng Qing stood where he was, his heart beating like thunder, and Xiao Qu's gaze seemed to set him on fire.His fingertips trembled slightly, gradually unable to bear it.

Weird.

Back then, he would stare at Xiao Qu every now and then, and he never fell into a disadvantage. Now that he lives in someone else's body, he becomes powerless and difficult to fight.

But when you think about it seriously, it doesn't seem so strange.At that time, he was still a young man who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and provoked Xiao Qu unscrupulously, but now he only has a simple wish of "owning Xiao Qu".

As if he had survived the cold and heat, the eyes that fell on him finally withdrew.

Cheng Qing raised his head, "Mr. Xiao."

His current voice is very pleasant, clear and sweet as it should be, just like the person Xiao Qu likes.So he likes to call Xiao Qu with his current voice, one after another.

He never called "Mr. Xiao" before, and he spoke either "Xiao Qu" or "Qu diao".Naturally, he didn't show weakness, and relied on his momentum to suppress the sour taste in his mouth, and said in a rough voice: "You just like mother's voice!"

How did Xiao Qu answer?

"Did you just know now?"

It's all in the past, and it's gone, and now thinking about it, there is only a sigh left.

Xiao Qu didn't respond to the "Mr. Xiao" and only said two words.

"Take off."

Cheng Qing was taken aback.

If you take off this military uniform, the resemblance to that person will be cut in half.

Xiao Qu's eyes were full of scrutiny. He didn't have time to think too much, so he had to step aside and take off the clothes he just put on one by one.

Xiao Qu was already sitting on the sofa.

When there was only the last piece of fabric left on his body, Cheng Qing glanced at Xiao Qu hesitantly.Xiao Qu tapped the ground with his toes, signaling him to go over.

He knelt on the carpet and looked at Xiao Qu.Xiao Qu leaned forward and squeezed his chin firmly.

He frowned very shallowly.

They were so close that he could see himself in Xiao Qu's eyes, and could smell the faint smell of smoke on Xiao Qu's body.He held his breath.

After a while, Xiao Qu let him go and leaned against the sofa pillow.

He calmed down amidst the rapid heartbeat, took two steps on his knees, put one hand on Xiao Qu's knees, and paused for two seconds. Seeing that Xiao Qu didn't show any displeasure, he lowered his head and bit his zipper.

Suddenly, the back of his head was pressed, and he leaned against Xiao Qu's crotch, obediently took off his suit pants for Xiao Qu, and kissed the raised shape through the black fabric.

The hand on the back of his head never let go, but he didn't put any more force on it. Cheng Qing didn't struggle, closed his eyes slightly, and awakened Xiao Qu's desire with kisses and licks.

The lust in the lower abdomen was like oil ignited by sparks, and it exploded in the body. Xiao Qu couldn't help inserting his fingers into the hair, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He didn't understand why this kneeling "tool" could arouse his desire so easily.

This is not normal.

The black cloth has been soaked with saliva, and the wrapped giant has fully awakened.Cheng Qing raised his eyelids and took a look at Xiao Qu. That look was crazy and fiery. To Xiao Qu, there was a sense of familiarity from a long time ago.

When he lowered his head again, Cheng Qing took off the black cloth with his teeth, took a deep breath, and embraced the huge and full front end.

Xiao Qu let out a breath of enjoyment.

Cheng Qing licked and kissed the stem all the way down, trying to suck the erect penis deeper.Xiao Qu put his hand on his head, and his legs clamped his head when he swallowed hard.He couldn't look up at Xiao Qu again, the breath from the man's crotch stimulated every nerve in him, like a love potion.He shed tears, but he didn't know it at all, he just swallowed, it seemed that only in this way, when he left completely in the future, Xiao Qu would remember the pleasure he gave.

Suddenly, the stimulus from below made his heart shrink, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

At some point, Xiao Qu's leather shoes stepped on his legs, on his only fig leaf.

Under the fig leaf is his shame that has already stood upright and needs to be comforted.