sex addict

I remember you loved me, maybe I remembered it backwards. ——Li Gongjun

"Yao Shuai, I'll give you my job number and password, you can go to the company forum and have a look." The news from a close colleague burned Song Yao's eyes, causing his eyes to turn red.

The curtains cut off the room into chaos, except for the bright light in the corner, which is very eye-catching.Song Yao sat decadently in the corner of the room, looked at the article on the phone, and smiled wryly.He was utterly wounded in front of the person he loved the most, and he no longer had the strength to fight fearlessly against the malice of this world.

Mu Mu lay quietly on Song Yao's lap, motionless like a fluffy doll.Suddenly a teardrop hit its ear and it was startled. It drooped its ears and raised its head to look at Song Yao. Instead of stretching out its head to ask for a touch as usual, it stuck out its tongue to lick Song Yao's hand holding the phone. , and then silently lay on his lap, seemingly silently accompanying him.

Ever since Huai Yi'an sent him home, Song Yao hardly ever went out. In the evening, he took Mu Mu to accompany the old man for a walk, and he looked devastated. At night, he locked himself in the room, sinking into a dry well of sadness. There is no light in the sky.

Such a day is six days.Mr. Song asked several times to no avail, so he stopped asking.The frequent vibration of the mobile phone broke the awkward atmosphere of the grandpa and grandson at the dinner table.

"Excuse me, is it Song Yao?"

"Yes."

"I am the property manager of XX Community, and my surname is Wu. It is like this. Yesterday, the residents downstairs in your house complained that water seeped from upstairs and caused water leakage in his living room. When we checked at your house, we found that no one was in your house. So Is it convenient for you to come back and deal with it?"

"Is there no one in the house?"

"No, you still have a friend who lives with you on the resident registration form, but I called his phone, but the phone was turned off all the time, and no one answered when I knocked on the door, so I contacted you directly."

"Okay, I'll come over as soon as possible. I have caused inconvenience to the residents downstairs. Please say sorry for me, thank you."

Song Yao told his grandfather about the situation, bought a ticket and went back to City A, thinking that he would go home after finishing the matter, so he left Mu Mu at home with his grandfather.

It was already dark when we arrived at the gate of the community, but the voice-activated lights in the corridor hadn't turned on automatically.Song Yao fumbled to insert the key into the lock cylinder, and when he entered the door, he was frowned by the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol.

Turning on the light out of habit, I saw Mu Cheng sitting slumped on the floor of the living room, with his back leaning against the sofa, in front of him were scattered beer cans, the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts, and several And the ashes scattered on the coffee table.The instant noodle bucket that hadn't been emptied for several days gave off a sour smell, and the oil-free water overflowing from the sink full of dirty dishes had flooded the living room.

Song Yao didn't even have time to take off his coat. He ignored Mu Cheng and went to the kitchen to close the faucet that was still running slowly. He raised his sleeves and picked up two bowls in the sink. There is a strange sound from the water flowing out of the outlet.

I walked through the living room again to mop up the water, and after confirming that there was no further seepage, I went downstairs to apologize to the residents downstairs, and gave them the special products I brought from home as an apology.After the peaceful settlement, Song Yao dragged his tired body upstairs and looked at the messy house, where there were still people living there.He sighed deeply, he didn't know whether he couldn't bear it or he couldn't see it, he opened the window without saying a word, and started to clean up the garbage.

"Didn't you leave? Why are you back?" Mu Yan swallowed, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat bitterly.

Song Yao didn't look at him, and he cleaned up the tea table and replied in a cold voice: "The residents downstairs are staying at the house and there is a water leak upstairs. The property management knocked on the door and no one answered, so just call me and ask me to come back and deal with it."

"If the property owner didn't call you, do you plan to never come back?" Mu Cheng buried his head between his knees with his hands in his hands, and didn't look up at Song Yao.

Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, but didn't answer, just silently picked up beer cans one after another.

Mu Cheng leaned on the sofa with both hands to prop up his weak body, and walked in front of Song Yao slowly.Looking at Song Yao who was half squatting on the ground picking up beer cans, he raised his foot and kicked the beer can that Song Yao's fingertips had just touched under the coffee table, and the clanging sound hit the eardrums directly.

Song Yao looked down at Mu Cheng's bare feet, without any anger, he reached out to pick up the beer can again.

Every punch was like hitting cotton without getting any response. Mu Cheng gritted his teeth and grabbed Song Yao by the collar and lifted him from the ground, clenched his fists and growled: "Didn't you leave? What are you doing back here? To see if I’m dead? Song Yao, tell me what your heart is made of! Why can you be so calm? Why are you always indifferent? What am I in your heart? Are these garbage the same? Just throw it away!"

Song Yao was forced to raise his eyes, and with the help of the light, he finally saw clearly the person in front of him who was snarling wantonly at him—two lines of clear tears dripped from the bloodshot eyes under the messy hair, beyond the thick dark circles , flowing down the greasy cheeks, hidden among the dense green stubble.His lips trembled slightly because of anger, and the rolling Adam's apple seemed to be suppressing the anger that was about to burst out.Where is this still his Mu Ruqingfeng's lover?

"Is it enough to play around? Let's break up when you've had enough." Song Yao blurted out countless times of entangled words in his mind uncontrollably, and he grabbed Mu Cheng's wrist and swung it away from his neckline.

Mu Cheng glared at Song Yao's eyes wide open with anger, tears poured out of his eyes like a flood, and squeezed out two fierce words between his clenched teeth: "You dare!"

Song Yao took a deep breath, without dodging his eyes, took out the key from his pocket, held it in front of Mu Cheng, let go of his hand, a "ding bell" tore the sight of the two, and slammed into each other's hearts.

The moment the nails were about to pierce the flesh, the force exerted by the fist on the fingers was lost. Mu Cheng's whole body was as loose and weak as the loosened hand, and he leaned forward and fell on Song Yao.Song Yao didn't dodge. Although his body was pushed back a step by the sudden gravity, his hands supported him immediately.

Mu Cheng limp in Song Yao's arms, his chin resting on Song Yao's shoulder moved, and a weak word flowed into Song Yao's ear with his breath: "Where have you been? I miss you very much..."

Song Yao's shoulder hurt from his thin chin, and he tremblingly raised his arms to wrap around Mu Cheng's back.In the past, Mu Cheng's back was generous and warm, but now his arms are full of bones, and he has lost weight.

"Mu Cheng?" Song Yao called him softly, not feeling the movement of the person in his arms.

No answer.Song Yao turned his head and saw that Mu Cheng had fallen asleep on his own, his tear-stained face was not fierce, only tired.He probably felt that he would never leave again when he came back, so he could sleep so peacefully, right?

After helping Mu Cheng to lie down on the bed, Song Yao continued to tidy up the house.After cleaning everything up and taking a shower, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. He was very tired, but he didn't want to sleep.He curled up on the sofa and turned on the TV to an evening news, letting the glare of light hit his dull face.

The right shoulder was numb from the pressure, and Song Yao wanted to turn over uncomfortable, but found it difficult to move his body.He frowned and opened his eyes, the tightly drawn curtains could not let in the light, he didn't know if it was dawn, he only knew that he was lying on the bed in the bedroom.His gaze shifted to his chest, a thin but powerful arm imprisoned him, and he knew who it was without thinking.

"Don't move." Feeling the person in his arms twisting his body restlessly, Mu Cheng narrowed his eyes and reprimanded him lightly, still hugging him tightly from behind.

"Su Tingjie and I just drank, we didn't do anything, I came back a day late because he asked me to accompany him to the cemetery to visit an old friend..."

"I got angry at you that Friday because my design draft disappeared, and I was in a hurry...It turned out that it was stolen, but I had no way to explain it..."

"I quit my job that very night. I felt like I had nothing left. I was so frustrated and cowardly that I chose to escape and numb myself with alcohol while taking all my anger out on you... ..."

"I know I shouldn't get angry at you, ignore you, say those bastard words to anger you, and I shouldn't doubt you... But I'm useless, I just dare to lock myself at home, and I don't even have a phone call to explain. I don't have the guts to call you..."

"Xiao Mu, I'm sorry, can you come back? I really miss you..."

"I have nothing now, don't want me...don't talk about breaking up again, I'm afraid...I just want to be with you..."

Mu Cheng didn't care whether Song Yao was listening or not, he read it alone with tears in his voice, and finished the words that had been suppressed in his heart these days in one breath.

Dry eyes were wet with tears, Song Yao's thin lips parted slightly, but he didn't know what he wanted to say.In the end, the words spilled from the corner of his lips made him feel a little funny: "My shoulder hurts."

Mu Cheng untied Song Yao and turned Song Yao to face him, rubbing his shoulder gently with his hands. "Does it still hurt?"

Lying on his side, Song Yao couldn't shake his head, but blinked slowly twice.

Tears welled up in the corners of Mu Cheng's eyes, and he held Song Yao tightly into his arms with a smile, rubbing his chin against his soft hair.

Song Yao, who was buried in Mu Cheng's neck, smelled his special smell, wrinkled his nose and said in a low voice, "Go take a bath first, and change your clothes."

"Are you still going?" Mu Cheng let go of Song Yao, catching his gaze and asked.

Song Yao broke free from Mu Cheng's embrace, got up and took his hand to go to the bathroom.While Mu Cheng was brushing his teeth and washing his face, Song Yao filled the bathtub with water, took off all the clothes on Mu Cheng's body, and after he sat in, took shaving cream and applied it to his face, carefully cleaning his beard. stubble.

Mu Cheng meekly let Song Yao manipulate him, and for a moment Song Yao felt that he was very similar to Mu Mu.Song Yao looked at Mu Cheng's sharp-edged face, which was clean and fresh after shaving, and took the shower head to wash his hair.Mu Cheng's hair was longer than before. Song Yao gently rubbed and massaged his scalp with his hands. He closed his eyes comfortably, and the corners of his mouth and brows were filled with unresolved happiness.

The kiss was as light as a feather, it fell on the lips tenderly and itchy, but it stirred up waves in my heart.Mu Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that Song Yao had already turned around to get a towel.

He straightened up and grabbed Song Yao's wrist and dragged him into the bathtub and pressed him on his body. The pajamas on Song Yao's body were soaked, and the water that was already overflowing almost overflowed.

The bathtub is narrow, Song Yao can only be forced to ride/straddle Mu Cheng.The simple touch of the corners of the lips just now became the fuse/fire/cable, followed by a deep kiss with overlapping four petals.Mu Cheng pressed Song Yao's head with one hand, enjoying the entanglement with each other, and pulled away the pajamas that were close to Song Yao's skin and set off his perfect body curve with the other hand.

In love/fascination, Song Yao put his hands around Mu Cheng's neck and responded enthusiastically. The suffocation feeling climbed into his brain from the depth of the kiss, and he raised his head and took a deep breath.To Mu Cheng's ears, the panting sound couldn't be more pleasant, and he immediately sat up and kissed/gnawed Song Yao's Adam's apple and collarbone urgently.Realizing that Mu Cheng had reacted and pressed his lower body against him, Song Yao raised his hand to lightly press against his chest, pushing him down in the bathtub.

Amidst the sound of water, the elegant and soft voice was filled with a fatal allure because of the light panting: "Doing with me is not fun with others, so you solve it yourself." After speaking, Mu Cheng got up and left while Mu Cheng was in a daze. Go back to the bedroom and lock the door.

Taking off the drenched pajamas and throwing them aside, Song Yao looked at his collarbone with ambiguous marks through the mirror, and smiled slightly.

Mu Cheng in the bathroom couldn't laugh. Without that sentence, he would feel that Song Yao wanted to go to bed, but as soon as he said that sentence, he felt an ominous premonition, raised his hand and turned the bedroom door, and it was locked.So he could only go back to the bathroom to relive the passion and self-relieving that hadn't dissipated, but he didn't expect the effect to be counterproductive. The more he thought about Song Yao's white body sitting on him, which was outlined by leaning back The perfectly curved neck and collarbone, as well as the attractive pink chest, coupled with the heart-wrenching panting, make it even more difficult to climb to the top.

Mu Cheng was burning like a fire, he knew that Song Yao was punishing himself, punishing himself for talking nonsense for a while, punishing himself for ignoring him, not calling him and blaming him.But what can I do? It is true that I made mistakes first, so it is not a big deal for the little Aojiao who dotes on him to let him torture him, and I also have a long memory.

"Xiao Mu, take a good rest, I'll make something to eat." After taking a cold shower, Mu Cheng calmed down, found a piece of pajamas and changed into it, leaned against the bedroom door and said something before going to the kitchen to make food.

Song Yao lay naked on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.As soon as you close your eyes, you will see Mu Cheng kissing/biting yourself recklessly, and the palms on his body feel like ants are crawling all over his body. I am so stupid to do this kind of thing that hurts others ten thousand and hurts myself. matter.

Every friction with the quilt would ignite a cluster of fire on his body, Song Yao couldn't stand it anymore, he just pulled a long shirt and put it on and left the bedroom.

When Mu Cheng heard the sound of the door opening, he looked back at Song Yao, only to see that his face was flushed, his eyes were like silk, his white shirt couldn't hide the spring, and the cross-body collar perfectly exposed the ambiguous marks on his collarbone.Before Mu Cheng could speak, Song Yao gritted his teeth, stepped forward and grabbed his collar, looked directly into his eyes for a few seconds, and suddenly leaned closer to his lips.

For the rare Song Yao who took the initiative to deliver to the door, Mu Cheng never refused.He closed his eyes and responded vigorously, his lips and teeth touched, his tongue intersected, and he held Song Yao tightly into his arms with one hand, and reached into his hair with the other hand to deepen the kiss.Song Yao's body softened, and he allowed Mu Cheng to take whatever he wanted from him without any scruples, and also let himself release the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart these days.

From the kitchen to the living room to the bedroom, and finally in the bathtub.Song Yao bit Mu Cheng's shoulder and asked hoarsely, "Is it comfortable to be with me or with someone else?"

"I've never had sex with anyone other than you, how would I know." Mu Cheng was amused.

Song Yao's words were smashed into intermittent groans, and his teeth bit Mu Cheng's shoulder even deeper.

Mu Cheng let him bite without frowning, hugged him tightly with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "I only know that I must you."

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Got it, I'm afraid, I don't dare to go crazy on the edge of violating the rules, I want to hold high the banner of socialist core values ​​- rich and strong!democracy!civilization!harmonious!free!equality!just!rule of law!patriotic!Professional!Integrity!friendly!