fish under ice

The two kissed for a while, until the base of their tongues became numb before they let go.

The bridge of Zhong Juntong's nose touched Shi Yi's, and his breath was not yet even. The kiss just now had a strong meaning of love afterward.His crotch swelled up a big ball, and it touched Shi Yi's lower abdomen, kissed to the passionate part and bumped twice involuntarily.

Shi Yi's cheeks were slightly red, and he became shy belatedly. He turned his face away slightly, but Zhong Juntong's hands wrapped around his chin and ears, and he turned back gently, "It's rare for you to take the initiative once. I like very much."

Shi Yi's ears were hot, and he said softly: "Why are you like a junior high school boy now, talking about likes and loves every day?"

With no shame on his face, Zhong Jun moved closer to Shi Yi, brushed his lips past the tip of his nose, smiled arrogantly, and raised his voice, "I still want to have sex."

When Zhong Juntong said this kind of thing, he didn't hide any shyness at all, as if having sex is a normal thing like eating and drinking water.

"You're always thinking about this!" Shi Yi glared at him lightly.

Zhong Jun pushed him against the bookshelf together, his hot and vigorous body pressed against each other tightly, and the heat wave was billowing.He lowered his head and rubbed and kissed Shi Yi's neck, used his nose to remember like a big dog, kept smelling Shi Yi's body, and finally laughed softly: "You're thinking about it too, aren't you? "

Shi Yi doesn't seem to know how easily he is emotional, and how obvious his emotional traces are.Shrouded by turbulent passion/desire, Shi Yi's foggy eyes were stained with morning dew-like tears, his thin eyelashes trembled, and his eyes wandered wildly, just refusing to look directly at his lover.His waist was soft, and he couldn't use any strength in Zhong Juntong's arms.

He seems to be covered with a thin, brittle, cold gray shell, but as long as Zhong Juntong taps his fingers, he will reveal his warm and passionate real body, and the thick golden desire will flow like water.

For example, Zhong Juntong found out now.But Shi Yi was still stubborn, and his stubbornness was also gentle begging for mercy: "No, don't say it."

It was only then that Zhong Juntong remembered to kick the door shut and unlocked the lock with one hand. This was the hand that cut off the outside world and put it on Shi Yi's trousers and put it on his belt.He stared straight at Shi Yi with dark smiling eyes, looked at his embarrassed but gentle eyes, and with a slap in his hand, he untied the belt.

Shi Yi's begging for mercy this time still didn't work, he was forced to stick it on the cold bookshelf, the world was shaking, and the white light in front of his eyes was like smoke and fog.The stuffed Shen Congwen anthology was right next to his cheek, and the spine of the book seemed to have changed shape and kept twisting.

The surrounding voices were cold and solidified, only Zhong Juntong's panting close to his ear.

Waited until ten o'clock at night.All the sounds in the house disappeared, as if hidden in a jar.

Shi Yi was sitting on the toilet, squinting his eyes dizzily with his neck up, already feeling tired.

Zhong Juntong came in and said, "Shall I help you?"

Shi Yi kicked him lightly, but he didn't have much strength, so he said lazily, "You will help me next time you wear a condom. Juntong, you can't always be like this."

Zhong Juntong carried him into the bathtub, and admitted his mistake: "Well, I'm at your command."

But Shi Yi knew that Zhong Juntong could listen to him in everything, and the matter on the bed was just what Zhong Juntong said, where he was arbitrarily authoritarian.

By the time the two of them went to bed dry and dry, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Zhong Juntong seemed to have boundless energy, and was still hugging Shi Yi and kissed stickily, but was separated by Shi Yi who was sleepy, "Stop making trouble. Go to sleep."

Zhong Juntong held his hand, put it on his chest, and kissed him on the cheek again: "I knew it earlier, I would have confessed earlier."

Shi Yi smiled.

If there is a chance to do it all over again, the 19-year-old Zhong Juntong will not confess his love, and the 27-year-old Zhong Juntong will still marry Shi Yi.

People's choices are repeated, again and again, again and again.

He was already considered very lucky. Although he waited a little longer, it finally made him wait.

He thought to himself that he was not an active person, and Zhong Juntong was willing to take a step for him, and he was already very grateful.

"Juntong," Shi Yi asked suddenly, "Did my father ask you to marry me? Is this promise true?"

Zhong Juntong was silent.

He hugged Shi Yi, stroking it with nostalgia, and just said: "Do you want it to be real?"

Zhong Juntong didn't know how to answer.If he said yes, he lied to Shi Yi again, if he said no, would Shi Yi be hurt by the incomplete father's love again?

"I know." Shi Yi smiled lightly, "I know it well. He wouldn't think so much about me. I couldn't figure it out at the time, but it was just because I couldn't imagine that you liked me."

Zhong Juntong hugged him even tighter. There was no light in the dark room, but they could confirm each other's existence by breathing.Zhong Juntong didn't know how to compensate Shi Yi, so he could only say: "I love you, Shi Yi, I love you."

As if his love could make up for the paternal love that Shi Yi didn't have.

"Whatever you lack, what you want, ask me for it, okay?"

Zhong Juntong has ambitions other than his career. He is willing to enclose Shi Yi in his garden. Shi Yi needs books, orange juice and movies, and he can provide them. Shi Yi needs air, sunshine and rain, and he can provide them. and.Shi Yi wants a close friend, a father and a lover, and he can be that.

Shi Yi's world is missing a corner in the east and leaking in the west. He is willing to turn into a stone and melt himself to fill and complete it.

Shi Yi's nose was sour, and he gently agreed to his young husband's frivolous promise.

Zhong Juntong's fingers groped Shi Yi's face in the dark, making sure he wasn't crying, and teased him again: "I lied to lure you home. Otherwise, you...are you going to Beijing?"

After his father passed away, Shi Yi really had nothing to miss, he had already bought a plane ticket and packed his luggage to go to Beijing to find Gu Mian.The stepmother asked some dubious relatives to block up the door of the house, and yelled at her, saying that Shi Yi was going to abandon the widowed mother, and he still felt terrified when he thought of the ugly words.

"Yes." Shi Yi said softly, "If you don't marry me, I will flee to Beidu and work on children's books with Gu Mian."

Zhong Juntong was still a little annoyed when he heard Gu Mian's name, and said through gritted teeth: "Then you can't think about it now. Shi Yi, I want you to know that it is the best choice for you to marry me. What you gave up for me, I I will pay you back one by one."

Shi Yi smiled.

When mentioning Gu Mian, Shi Yi had to think of things from a long time ago.He asked: "You, how have you lived these seven years? You didn't even take the initiative to come to me."

"How else can I live? Study, study hard, and use all the spare time for study and work. In this way, I will only think of you occasionally."

"Is that so?" Shi Yi asked softly.

Zhong Juntong paused for a moment, then said sullenly: "I'm lying to you. I'm going crazy. I can only see you on New Years and holidays, say hello, and say a few words. Just ignore me."

Shi Yi couldn't bear it, he struggled to sit up, and leaned on his chest, "I'm so bad?"

"Yes. You are torturing me." Comrade Zhong Jun said.

Shi Yi leaned forward and kissed the corner of Zhong Juntong's lips, "You and I are the same."

What Zhong Juntong suffered, Shi Yi also suffered.Every bit of bitterness was originally tasted by two people together.Thinking about it this way, the bitterness of Coptis chinensis has a hint of sweetness that has been turned back and forth.