What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Yang Shaoqing had been back to his hometown for four or five days, and he couldn't get through the phone, and he didn't reply to the messages. Jiang Qixiao sat anxiously in the store every day, burning with anxiety.

This was the first time he hadn't contacted Yang Shaoqing for such a long time since he knew Yang Shaoqing, and the old couple of the Yang family never came back.

He knew how much Aunt Li's death was a blow to Yang Shaoqing. Without news of Yang Shaoqing, he was in a state of worry all day long, so on the morning of the fourth day, Jiang Qixiao decided to I went to Yang Shaoqing's hometown to find someone.

He was really afraid that Yang Shaoqing would do something stupid.

Before Jiang Qixiao left, he called Aunt Yang. Aunt Yang said that they were in their hometown, and Jiang Qixiao knew they were tired just by hearing the voice. He specifically asked about Yang Shaoqing's situation. I haven't been out of the house, except for kneeling in the mourning hall for a few nights in the past two days, now I have been staying in my room without eating or drinking, and I don't come out anyway. I hope Jiang Qixiao can come and have a look.

Just in line with Jiang Qixiao's wishes, Jiang Qixiao quickly agreed, packed some things, took a taxi to the bus station and took the car to Yang Shaoqing's hometown.

Relying on his faint memory of the National Day, he got into another van from the town, called Aunt Yang when he got off the bus, and Aunt Yang came to pick him up on foot.

Aunt Yang wore a white cloth on her head, and her complexion was not very good. She told Jiang Qixiao on the road that because Aunt Li and her family were all gone, the funeral was jointly organized by the villagers, and Lao Yang was the chef there. As a helper, she didn't have time to persuade Yang Shaoqing, and she didn't know how to persuade him.

Jiang Qixiao followed her to the door of the two huts that she had been to before. Aunt Yang opened the door of the other room for her, saying that if Yang Shaoqing didn't open the door for him and let him rest in that room first, there would still be troubles over there. If you have something to do, leave first.

After Aunt Yang left, Jiang Qixiao put down his backpack and moved close to the wooden door, but he didn't hear any sound. He pursed his lips and reached out to knock.

The wooden door rang twice, but there was no movement at all inside, and no sound came out.

Jiang Qixiao sighed, and said softly, "Naiqing, are you sleeping? If you're not asleep, open the door for me?"

There was a sudden noise in the room, and before Jiang Qixiao could distinguish how it came from, the wooden door was opened the next second, and he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace.

"Hey! Let go!" Jiang Qixiao was held tightly in his arms by Yang Shaoqing's head, almost out of breath, he hammered Yang Shaoqing's arm twice, "You fucking want to suffocate me! ?”

After a while, Young Master Yang listened to his voice, finally let go of his strength, and pushed Jiang Qixiao into the room. With a kick, the door was locked.

Only then did Jiang Qixiao see Yang Shaoqing's face clearly, the dark circles under his eyes were heavy, his eyes were red, his nose was red, his mouth was also red, his cheeks were abnormally white in the not too bright room, Slightly haggard, it is estimated that a person has been crying here for a long time.

Jiang Qixiao's heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed by something, and the pain made him want to cry.

After Yang Shaoqing closed the door, he directly pressed Jiang Qixiao onto the bed. The posture of pressing Jiang Qixiao was exactly the same as that night, but he didn't control his hand.

Jiang Qixiao frowned slightly, and involuntarily touched Yang Shaoqing's cheek with both hands. The worries and longings for the past few days were finally comforted. He didn't push Yang Shaoqing away, forced a smile and said, "You...you I lost weight, so I didn’t eat well.”

The circles around Yang Shaoqing's eyes were red, and the whites of his eyes were still bloodshot. When he spoke, his voice was very low, but there were countless grievances, "Aunt Li is dead."

Aunt Li is dead.

Jiang Qixiao heard this sentence a few days ago, but today he seemed to hear something else.

When you die, there is nothing left.

Jiang Qixiao's mood suddenly became very low following Yang Shaoqing, his throat was a little tight, and he reached out to touch the head of the wronged ghost, "Okay, shall we have something to eat? Aunt Li... She won't either Want to see you like this, be good, be obedient, she...would want to see you live well, wouldn't she?"

Yang Shaoqing didn't speak, and stared at Jiang Qixiao with dark eyes. Several of his long eyelashes were glued together with tears, which was inexplicably cute.

Jiang Qixiao held his face and kissed him lightly on the lips, "Eat something, okay?"

Immediately, Yang Shaoqing's pupils shrank violently, his eyes widened, and he looked at Jiang Qixiao in shock as if he had been stimulated by something. After watching, he clasped Jiang Qixiao's chin forcefully, and bit it hard. his lips.

Jiang Qixiao hissed when he was bitten. According to Yang Shaoqing's way of biting, he would bleed. Thinking of this, Jiang Qixiao voluntarily opened his lips, stuck out his tongue and kissed Yang Shaoqing.

Yang Shaoqing's body froze when Jiang Qixiao took the initiative for the first time.

Jiang Qixiao took the opportunity to push away Yang Shaoqing's hand on his chin, wrapped his arms around Yang Shaoqing's neck, found his lips, and moved them gently.

Yang Shaoqing felt that his tongue had been electrocuted, and the current was spreading from his mouth to his whole body. An impulse surged into his lower abdomen. While swallowing the saliva from his entanglement with Jiang Qixiao, he put his hand into Jiang Qixiao's clothes Li stroked, gradually slid up the waist, and found the two bumps he had fantasized about.

Tsk, it's really small.

Yang Shaoqing bit Jiang Qixiao's tongue lightly, and pinched his hands at the same time, causing Jiang Qixiao to groan, making the thing under Yang Shaoqing's crotch harder.

He stood on the top of the bench, raised his head, his eyes were full of lust, he stared straight into Jiang Qixiao's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to fuck you."

The low, metallic voice made Jiang Qixiao harden at once, Jiang Qixiao's face was flushed red, his breath was short of breath, and when Yang Shaoqing reached out to take off his pants, he blocked his hand, "Don't. "

Yang Shaoqing gritted his teeth and bit Jiang Qixiao viciously on the neck, and tore off Jiang Qixiao's shirt regardless.

Yang Shaoqing's strength was great, the matter of Aunt Li was stuck in his heart and he had no way to vent, his heart was full of depression, and the deep desire in his eyes made Jiang Qixiao a little timid.

He was worried that Yang Shaoqing would be unable to control himself, so he took the initiative to touch Yang Shaoqing's crotch, "I'll help you."

Yang Shaoqing's movements paused, and when he saw Jiang Qixiao's white fingers sticking into his trousers, holding the thing that was in urgent need of venting, he stopped messing with Jiang Qixiao, and kissed again with his eyes closed. touched Jiang Qixiao's lips.

While kissing him, Jiang Qixiao stroked his penis up and down, complaining in his heart that all the children are so well-developed nowadays.

It's fucking big.

Yang Shaoqing's panting became louder and louder. He was pushed onto the bed by Jiang Qixiao, and he let Jiang Qixiao wantonly move his lower body. His hands were not idle, he groped along the curve of Jiang Qixiao's body Then, he returned to the cornel on Jiang Qixiao's chest and pinched it lightly.

"Hmm..." Jiang Qixiao arched his waist uncomfortably, and glared at Yang Shaoqing angrily, "Don't move!"

Yang Shaoqing clasped Jiang Qixiao's head and kissed it deeply, not only did not take his fingers away, but twisted them fiercely with a more aggressive attitude.

"Ah..." Jiang Qixiao let out a shallow cry, let go of Yang Shaoqing's penis, and collapsed on the bed.

owe fuck.

Yang Shaoqing smiled, sat up, pushed Jiang Qixiao back on the bed, pulled off Jiang Qixiao's clothes, stared at the two little red things and swallowed.

He didn't expect that he would be interested in a man's tits, and would fucking want to bite them.

Yang Shaoqing licked his lips, the thoughts in his heart became more and more intense, he didn't restrain himself, he bent down and sucked Jiang Qixiao's nipples.

"Don't... go away..." Jiang Qixiao looked at the head on his chest, his lower body was so hard that it was about to explode, his hands wanted to push back and he wanted to cater, but in the end he could only make a sound of resistance from his mouth.

Men think with their lower body, so damn right.

Yang Shaoqing chuckled twice, licking and biting, making Jiang Qixiao's body tremble.

Very sensitive.

Yang Shaoqing reached out to take off Jiang Qixiao's pants, but Jiang Qixiao, who was a little confused, held his hand and silently rejected his behavior.

"Hold."

Yang Shaoqing frowned, understood what Jiang Qixiao meant, and stopped thinking about his pants, sat up and took Jiang Qixiao's hand to comfort his penis.

Jiang Qixiao stared at Yang Shaoqing's thick and big thing with a blushing face, his heart beat faster, and he took care of the kid with all his heart.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Shaoqing's excitement reached its peak. He pushed Jiang Qixiao's hand away and bit his lip fiercely. He shot the white turbidity on Jiang Qixiao's pants.

The two breathed heavily one by one, and after the sage's time had passed, Yang Shaoqing gently kissed Jiang Qixiao's lips, and sat up to tidy up his clothes.

Jiang Qixiao also sat up, took the roll from the other side of the bed, and stared at his crotch speechlessly, "Fuck, did you ejaculate or did I ejaculate?"

Yang Shaoqing glanced at Jiang Qixiao's tent-shaped crotch, and reached out to help him, but Jiang Qixiao stopped him halfway, "Don't."

"You don't need it?" Yang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "I'll help you."

"No, I'm quite comfortable like this." Jiang Qixiao wiped his crotch, obviously not wanting Yang Shaoqing to touch him.

Jiang Qixiao was not interested, and Yang Shaoqing didn't force it. He fell down on the bed and touched Jiang Qixiao's back, "You said your reaction just now... really don't like me? Why do I think we are two people? Love each other."

Jiang Qixiao's heart trembled, and he murmured, "Don't be sentimental, I just indulged you because I saw that your emotions were not right and needed to vent, otherwise why wouldn't I let you touch them."

"Who are you lying to?" Yang Shaoqing slapped Jiang Qixiao on the back unconvinced, "You just like me!"

"I like your hammer, get up quickly, I have snacks in my bag, you can eat some." Jiang Qixiao looked around, but couldn't find his backpack, so he gave a fuck, when the brat pulled him in just now, he Forgot the bag was still at the door.

Yang Shaoqing snorted coldly, put his head against Jiang Qixiao's back and hugged him, and muttered softly, "Duplicity."

"Get out." Jiang Qixiao moved his body, he was a little afraid that Yang Shaoqing would reveal his secret if he continued to act like a spoiled child.

Fortunately, Yang Shaoqing's state is not right now, so foolish.