Comparable species

This is the second time Qi Yan came to Xia Shishen to live.

The last time he stood stupidly at the door and blew on the cold air of the air conditioner for 7 minutes.

The temperature of the air conditioner seemed to be set lower today, Qi Yan stood outside the door with a thermos in his arms.

The indoor furnishings are exactly the same as when he came last time, the metal vase placed in the entrance hallway, the spotless floor-to-ceiling windows, the takeaway boxes placed on the coffee table, and the thin blanket that was randomly crumpled up on the sofa.

Xia Shishen turned sideways, wrapped his arms around his body and closed the door, and then stood in front of him without saying a word.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, staring at the thermos in his hand, the white lid was stained with oil at some point, Qi Yan wiped it off with his thumb in a panic.

"I brought you beef bone soup..." Qi Yan handed over the thermos, but Xia Shishen didn't pick it up and just looked down at him.

Qi Yan withdrew his outstretched hand, and just as he was about to speak, the person in front of him suddenly squatted down.

His fingers were loosely wrapped around his ankle, and the pad of his thumb was pressing against the protruding wrist bone, the heat spread on the skin.

After a while, Xia Shishen raised his head and blinked slowly: "Raise your feet."

Qi Yan was stunned for a few seconds and then lifted his foot obediently. Xia Shishen took off the shoe on his left foot and stretched out his hand to the other foot.

"I'll do it myself!" Qi Yan took a step back with his right foot, stepping on the cold marble floor with his bare left foot, he curled up his toes involuntarily due to the cold.

Xia Shishen took off the slippers on his feet, put them at Qi Yan's feet, and said in a low voice, "Wear mine."

Not allowing him to refuse, Xia Shishen dropped these words, turned around and returned to the sofa.He sat down on the carpet, his head tilted back, revealing the sharp neckline.

Qi Yanjin pulled Xia Shishen's slippers, which were a circle larger than his feet, and his thin insteps rattled in the shoes.He sat down some distance away from Xia Shishen, and put the thermos on the coffee table.

Xia Shishen reached out to open the thermos, but didn't look at him.

"You...Are you still angry?" Qi Yan stood up from the sofa and sat down next to Xia Shishen after thinking for a few seconds.

Xia Shi bowed his head to drink the soup, the spoon hit the thermos pot and made a muffled sound.

"It's because I didn't think carefully, I will pay attention next time." Xia Shishen's shattered hair covering his forehead covered his eyebrows, Qi Yan couldn't see his expression clearly, his hands supported the coffee table, and he leaned forward together.

"My fault, don't be angry..."

"What's wrong." Xia Shishen raised his head suddenly, and Qi Yan bumped into those dark eyes.Getting too close, he felt that the tip of Xia Shishen's nose seemed to have touched his lips just now.

Qi Yan sat back again, feeling the warm eyes from the corner of his side, he reached out and pushed the thermos towards Xia Shishen.

"I was too reckless before, and I didn't think about things comprehensively enough." Qi Yan said word by word.

Xia Shi looked at him with deep eyes, the corners of his mouth tightened.

"Handling things like this will hurt yourself, and it may hurt others..."

"It's not someone else." Xia Shishen said in a low voice, and said softly, "It's me."

Xia Shishen rubbed the center of his brows wearily, looking at Qi Yan who was tense all over, he suddenly felt a little pitiful.

"Qi Yan, you really don't understand."

"I hope you can rely on me, whether it's making trouble for me or being a burden, can you get closer to me?"

It's not that he is obedient, that he is obedient, that he is not even that he loves himself.

Qi Yan finally raised his head and looked at Xia Shishen.

A tuft of his slightly curly hair curled up, his thin eyelids were a little red, and his body smelled of alcohol and tobacco.

"Maybe I don't, I'm not as good as you think." Qi Yan's voice was very soft, and the corners of his lips curled up as if mocking himself.

"I know." Xia Shishen stretched out his hand, put his arm around Qi Yan's waist, and hugged him on his lap, "Just like the soup you make, you don't want to put salt in it."

Qi Yan was stunned for a few seconds, he turned his head to look at the thermos, but was pulled back by the force behind his head.

The fingertips smelling of tobacco touched Qi Yan's face, and then fell down to dry and soft lips.

Xia Shishen said, "But I'm pretty bad too."

"I know this too." Qi Yan's heart was soft and astringent, he blinked his swollen eyes, and said, "Every time you speak, you are very poor."

"Yeah." Xia Shishen's hand slipped to the back of Qi Yan's neck, he touched the slightly protruding joint, leaned his lips to hold Qi Yan's lips, put away his usual sharpness and coldness, and was vague Said: "So you have to let me."

Qi Yan closed his eyes, stretched out his bracelet to put on Xia Shishen's neck, the two bodies were tightly pressed together, so close that Qi Yan felt that they were going to melt together in the moist and warm air.

The tip of the tongue covered all the trembling sounds, the hot skin touched, and the hem of the clothes on the back waist rolled up at some point, revealing a small piece of white snow.

Qi Yan was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, Xia Shishen swallowed all his weak whimpers, from the tip of his tongue, to the corners of his lips, to his Adam's apple.He wanted to hide back, but Xia Shishen didn't give him a chance at all, and the strength behind his head was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was going to pull him into the heat wave between his lips and tongue.

It wasn't until Qi Yan hissed lightly that the panting in his ears stopped abruptly.

The red eyes gradually regained clarity, and Xia Shishen's vision gradually focused on the blood beads that appeared on Qi Yan's lower lip.

As if waking up suddenly, Xia Shishen's hand around Qi Yan's waist slowly loosened, and Qi Yan's mouth became red and swollen visible to the naked eye, which looked a little shocking.

"...Sorry." Xia Shi rolled his head, lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice.

Xia Shishen gently pushed Qi Yan away, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

For some reason, his mind went blank just now, he just wanted to grab Qi Yan, get closer, and get closer.

Xia Shishen bent down and splashed cold water on his face, water drops fell down his forehead hair, Xia Shishen supported the sink with both hands and looked up to the mirror.Qi Yan's lips appeared in front of his eyes again, and bright red blood oozes out.

Xia Shi lowered his head deeply, and let out a long breath, but the fever in his lower abdomen seemed to be holding back a fire, which could not be extinguished or dissipated.

The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, Qi Yan stood at the door wearing those oversized slippers, glanced at him, and then walked in.

Xia Shishen was like a sculpture frozen on the sink, he was obstinately unwilling to raise his head while covering the bulge in his crotch.

Qi Yan stretched out his hand and forced Xia Shishen's face to look at him.

The bitten wound on the corner of the mouth was bloodshot, it looked a little shocking, Xia Shishen looked away, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "I drank too much."

Qi Yan followed Xia Shishen's gaze and took a small step aside, and put his hands on Xia Shishen's shoulders.

"Xia Shishen, look at me." Qi Yan said.

After a while, Xia Shishen slowly raised his eyes and looked at Qi Yan.

"I am willing." Qi Yan looked into Xia Shishen's eyes, his voice trembling.

"I want to be with you, I want to be closer to you"

"Willing to make "love" with you too. "

Qi Yan's fingers unconsciously clenched Xia Shishen's collar, his beating heart, and his heavy panting were all lies that he couldn't hide.

Xia Shi deeply hugged Qi Yan's waist and brought him into his arms.

"I'm very greedy." Xia Shi lowered his eyes deeply, and his voice was strangely hoarse.

"Me too." Qi Yan buried his face in Xia Shishen's chest, and the blood from his lips rubbed against his white shirt.

"Then don't regret it."

Xia Shishen raised Qi Yan's chin, gently licked the wound on his lips with the tip of his tongue, and clasped Qi Yan's waist with his right hand, trying to do that wet and turbulent thing.