Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

There is a double bed in Pei Qingque's room.

It wasn't until he hugged Meng Wangchuan's shoulders and knelt on the man's body that he realized that the bedding under the two of them had been changed continuously, exuding a faint fragrance of detergent.

The man's clothes were wide open, lying flat on Pei Qingque's bed, staring at their bird cub with deep and focused eyes.

The dark gray fabric set off Pei Qingque's skin that was exposed outside the pajamas even more fair. He sat astride the man's waist and hips, and his soft buttocks rubbed against the opponent's abdominal muscles from time to time, causing Meng Wangchuan's eyes to gradually deepen.

Meng Wangchuan stretched out his hand, and slowly unbuttoned the buttons on Pei Qingque's pajamas one by one. The recognition as if he had unwrapped the exquisite packaging of a gift with his own hands made him very happy.

The warm skin on the waist suddenly came into contact with the slightly cold air. The little guy flinched subconsciously and couldn't control his movements. He wanted to retreat to avoid the cold, but was caught by the wicked man. With a little force, he easily restrained the little guy's waist.

Meng Wangchuan's palm no longer had the cool feeling from the first meeting, instead, it was replaced by a familiar high fever from his waist.Pei Qingque was like a bird caught by humans, trembling slightly, even breathing a bit short of breath, she didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

The little guy was still restless after being held by the waist. He put his hands next to the man's ears, and leaned down to kiss him. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and kissed the man's face with saliva.

Afterwards, Meng Wangchuan pinned the back of his head and back, and his upper body was tightly pressed against the man's flesh, and he couldn't straighten up again.

"Sir...so boring..."

Pei Qingque's husky voice came from the man's shoulder, the ending sounded like a little hook upturned, it was sticky and sweet, a real coquettish spirit.

So Meng Wangchuan let him go, lay under the little guy's body and looked at him.

Pei Qingque propped himself up. It was rare for him to look at Meng Wangchuan's face from such a condescending perspective. It happened that he caught the opportunity so he had to look at it.

Probably because of taking a bath and tossing with him on the bed, Meng Wangchuan's neat short hair is no longer as meticulous as usual, and the messy hair adds a bit of wildness to the man's ascetic temperament .

Pei Qingque secretly swallowed a few times, looking at Meng Wangchuan with an unconcealable fascination.

Seeing the little guy's appearance, Meng Wangchuan chuckled a few times, his calm and magnetic voice seduced a kid whose concentration was so weak that he blushed, and his already unstable breathing became even more rapid a bit.

Meng Wangchuan raised one hand, brushed away the little guy's broken hair scattered in front of his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead, bent his elbows, propped his upper body off the bed, and raised his head to leave a soft spot between the little guy's eyebrows. A kiss without leaving traces, praised:

"This is a reward for good children."

Pei Qingque had never seen such a gentle Mr. Meng. He put his hands on the man's chest muscles, his cat eyes were big and round, and he looked at Meng Wangchuan in surprise and excitement.

It seemed that the warm touch from the contact between the lips and the skin remained between the eyebrows. Pei Qingque raised her hand in disbelief and pinched her thigh. The expected pain stimulated the brain nerves, and then she cheered, Recklessly, he got down on the ground, put his arms around Meng Wangchuan's neck, and kissed, licked, and rubbed on the man like a puppy having fun.

Probably because Meng Wangchuan was really dazzled by the gentle treatment. Under the blessing of alpha pheromone, Pei Qingque's excitement rose to a higher level.The joy of reuniting after a long absence and the man's seemingly unlimited pampering easily created a beautiful illusion for Pei Qingque's restless brain - at this moment, they are just the most ordinary of thousands of lovers in the interstellar world Yes, it's no different than everyone else.

"I like you!"

Pei Qingque blurted out almost without thinking, with the undiminished excitement and smile still on his face, he rubbed against the man, his eyes gleaming with love, he tilted his head, as if he was saying something serious He held Meng Wangchuan's hand with great solemnity, stretched his fingers in hard, and intertwined with the man's five fingers, holding it very tightly:

"Sir, I like you!"

Pei Qingque was in high spirits, and took Meng Wangchuan's hand and said several likes in a row. Coupled with his open and burning gaze, his love swept towards the other party intensely and hotly.

...Meng Wangchuan was stunned by the little guy's sudden confession, the five fingers of the two were still intertwined, Pei Qingque held his hand tightly, and pulled his hand to his chest, in a prayer-like posture so that the man could easily Feel how intense the rhythm of the beating heart is.

Meng Wangchuan lowered his eyes halfway, suppressing the flashing dark light so that Pei Qingque didn't notice it.He moved his knuckles subconsciously, and after a while, he stretched out his other free hand, touched Pei Qingque's cheek, and responded in a low voice:

"Ah."

Such an innocent and vivid confession should have been the best memory between lovers... But Meng Wangchuan had to admit that this kind of strange emotion that he had never been in contact with made him unable to adapt.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, Meng Wangchuan had already concealed all the clues of the intense turmoil in his heart just now, and he still had that calm and calm appearance.

Seeing that his passionate confession came with a non-salty response, Pei Qingque frowned slightly, his eyes shone with water, he did not let go of Meng Wangchuan's hand, and stubbornly wrapped his hands around the man again. With the palm that had become icy cold, he said again in a soft voice:

"Sir, I really like you very much."

After the words fell, there was no response as imagined. Meng Wangchuan was still so calm and expressionless. At most, he just retracted the hand on Pei Qingque's cheek, and the blackness in his pupils was ups and downs: "I know."

Feeling the disappearance of the rough feeling caused by the calluses of the man's fingertips on the cheeks, a bad premonition rushed to my heart, and the pheromones in the air continued to dissipate over time. down.

"What about you?"

The coolness ran up his back, Pei Qingque's pupils that were full of hope gradually dimmed, unwilling to reconcile, he clung to Meng Wangchuan's shoulder, leaned closer, like a bird beckoning to its master, again and again, He clumsily pecked and kissed the corner of the man's mouth, and asked him vaguely:

"What about you? Do you like me? Just a little bit, just a little bit."

Feeling the soft touch from the corner of the mouth, it was from Pei Qingque's careful temptation.Hearing such a humble question from the little guy's words, Meng Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how he should answer.

Like it?

Don't forget, Gu Dingci just taught him a vivid and beautiful lesson.The love he thought was not love, but an obsession that he had been seeking for many years.If he really likes Gu Dingci, so what if the other party already has Alpha?

Meng Wangchuan thought he could do anything to achieve his goal, but after seeing Huo Zhoutong and Gu Dingci getting along, he decisively chose to give up and avoid.

... But if he doesn't love Gu Dingci, then what is Pei Qingque who was brought home by him as a substitute?If he chooses to admit that Gu Dingci is like everyone else, and won't hold the slightest place in his heart, then the identity of the little guy will immediately become embarrassing and ridiculous.

Meng Wangchuan was in a state of confusion, and it was the first time he discovered that human emotions can become so complicated.

Pei Qingque is a brave child with an innocence that will not change with the passage of time and the changing environment.So he is clear, fiery, positive and clear in emotion, impulsive, but also straightforward and true.

Meng Wangchuan stretched out his hand and hung it on Pei Qingque's back, wanting to hug him and comfort this pure, sad, his baby... But the man's movements stopped abruptly until the second before the two touched each other. Living.

——He didn't want to use an ambiguous answer or even a lie to perfunctory and deceive Pei Qingque, and he couldn't tell whether the soreness in his heart at this moment came from love, or just pure pity.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the little guy in his arms has already stopped his movements. He propped himself up from Meng Wangchuan's body, his eyes were powdered, and it was hard to tell whether it was because of the excitement at the beginning or the sadness later.

The two sat on the edge of the bed facing each other, and the atmosphere was like falling into an ice cave.Meng Wangchuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted hastily by Pei Qingque.

The disappointment in Pei Qingque's eyes was swept away, replaced by the pleasant light Meng Wangchuan is most familiar with, pulling the man's hand and stretching it under his clothes, the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful and cute arc, and he lowered his eyes. Looking at the man's fingertips intently, only a pointed chin is exposed, the voice is as sweet as ever, and the lie is as clumsy as his acting skills: "Just now I was joking with my husband."

The young man was thin and small. Seeing that Meng Wangchuan had no intention of moving, Pei Qingque sighed in his heart, let go of the man's hand, propped himself on the soft mattress, and crawled to the other side bit by bit, licking Sucking the man's lower lip, the voice was vague, and she said coquettishly:

"Sir, give me a hug."

He walked around the silent Meng Wangchuan on the bed for half a circle, found a suitable angle, and nestled into the man's arms. Between the scratches, a white and tender waist was exposed, and he hugged the other's neck, softly Softly: "Sir, don't you want a little sparrow?"

Meng Wangchuan hugged the person in his arms tightly, cast his deep eyes over him, and looked at the innocent expression of the other person, as if the previous joy, disappointment, and true feelings had all disappeared, and he was still playing a role of pleasing his master. The role of a well-behaved pet.

There was never any temptation...

Never had any extravagant expectations.