Ruan Cunyun's eyes were red, and he was huddled on the table and trembling. His loose clothes could not cover his legs, and he looked fragile and pitiful. There was not a trace of the unruly and rebelliousness of a bad boy.
"Why are you crying?" Qin Fanglu took the tissue from Ruan Cunyun's hand and wiped away the spots on his skin.
With a low, hoarse smile: "Is it so comfortable?"
His soul with mixed feelings sank back into his body. Ruan Cunyun realized belatedly that he was ashamed. He curled up his legs and pulled his clothes down in an attempt to cover himself up.
He lowered his head, and when he saw the dirty spot on the table, he hurriedly looked away: "I thought you wouldn't like the way I look today."
"Do you know what I thought when I saw you?" Qin Fanglu pulled Ruan Cunyun's hand away, preventing him from hiding.
When their arms crossed, Ruan Cunyun could clearly see the red mole on Qin Fanglu's wrist, which was exactly the same as the one on the gang leader's hand a few years ago.
Ruan Cunyun was so worried and anxious that he didn't know what day it was.
He was stunned: "I don't know..."
Ruan Cunyun closed his eyes: "You have already done it."
Qin Fanglu's heart trembled with his, but he didn't show it on his face. He wrapped his palms around Ruan Cunyun's cold hands calmly and said, "Speak slowly, I'm listening. I will accept whatever you say, you know that, right?"
After waiting for a long while without receiving a response, Ruan Cunyun opened his eyes anxiously, and then fell into an embrace so tight that it was suffocating.
"I've seen you, you cosplayed a gangster, I remember your red mole, at the comic convention." Ruan Cunyun repeated the key words in a fragmented manner, not knowing how to continue the description.
"Don't you find it weird? I'm a boy, but I'm wearing girls' clothes."
Mr. Cornerhead moved closer, and his terrifying sharp horns brushed against Ruan Cunyun's arm.
Qin Fanglu said this as he slowly let go of Ruan Cunyun and turned sideways to open the glass cabinet next to him.
It was Qin Fanglu's turn to feel nervous and anxious. He struggled to dig out his old memories, but he really didn't have any relevant clues.
Qin Fanglu was stunned for a moment: "What?"
At that time, Ruan Cunyun should have been more youthful than he is now, a boy with big eyes and a pointed chin. Qin Fanglu knew that his aesthetic taste was constant and he would have no impression of him at all, but he really couldn't remember having seen such a boy before.
"I remember you had purple eyes back then."
"Thank you." Ruan Cunyun took a deep breath. "Thank you for your words, and thank you for saving me a few years ago."
Ruan Cunyun closed his eyes tightly, trying to escape part of the reality: "It's normal that you can't remember, because I was not like this at the time. I was... wearing a girl's short skirt, a wig, and high-heeled leather shoes."
Qin Fanglu's one arm was enough to hold Ruan Cunyun in his arms, but at this moment he used both arms to hold the person in his arms tightly.
The voice changer in the mask had been removed long ago, and Qin Fanglu's original voice came out clearly: "They don't like boys wearing girls' clothes. Maybe they don't want men to lose their toughness and become gentle. But traits are genderless. Girls can be cool and boys can be beautiful."
The truth was about to come out, and Ruan Cunyun opened his eyes in vain, trying to draw courage from the thin air.
I suddenly felt like I was back in the midsummer a few years ago.
"I'm sorry." Qin Fanglu said angrily, "Maybe it's been too long, I can't remember it."
The sharp mask pointed directly at Ruan Cunyun. Even though the huge monster was so close to him, he felt unprecedented peace of mind.
The skin under his palm was visibly trembling. "I was surrounded by a lot of people taking pictures. There was a photographer who kept getting close to me. You came over and took the camera away and deleted the photos in it. The gang leader was very scary and scared that guy."
Qin Fanglu took out the heavy helmet from the cabinet, held it tightly with both hands, and slowly put it on his head.
"Not at all. Pants and skirts are just pieces of cloth covering the body to hide one's shame."
"People are divided into two categories because of their physiological differences, called 'male' and 'female', but how men should be, how women should be, how everyone should be, these are not natural rules, but just social concepts."
With tears in his eyes, Ruan Cunyun suddenly said, "I saw you at the comic convention five years ago, and I've always remembered you."
Mr. Kakuto pushed open the buttons one by one with his fingers and took off his shirt, revealing his firm and perfect bare torso.
"So not only is there nothing wrong with you, you don't have to be ashamed. Instead, you should be proud that you are trying to break the artificial boundaries and just experience the essential form of life."
The hand on the side of his face moved to Ruan Cunyun's earlobe, and Qin Fanglu replied: "It's not finished yet."
Finally he said it out loud, something that many young people today take for granted but is still looked down upon by many elders. Ruan Cunyun finally skinned himself and exposed himself in front of his lover without any concealment.
Qin Fanglu chuckled and lifted his chin up: "Did you kiss the wrong place?"
The red mole was right in front of him, and Ruan Cunyun's eyes suddenly turned red. He leaned forward, put his lips on Qin Fanglu's wrist, and gently took the red mole into his lips.
The mask with a metallic luster saw the sunlight again, but I didn't expect to see this scene.
Qin Fanglu told him clearly, "Are you worried that I don't like cosplay? No, I cosplay myself, although I've only tried it once. In fact, as long as it's something you like, I'll like it too."
"No, because I was, I was—"
He placed his palm against Ruan Cunyun's cheek, leaned over to his neck, and breathed in a low voice: "You look very handsome today, and it makes me want to do something bad to you."
Ruan Cunyun smiled for once: "It's not as high-sounding as you say."
His throat was choked with sobs. “I told you before in Water World that I was almost harassed during the summer vacation after graduating from high school. It was at the comic convention. Someone saved me. That person was you, Qin Fanglu. It was you.”
The vague memories were poured into the fresh blood. Ruan Cunyun's breathing stagnated and he stared blankly at Qin Fanglu.
The two memories collided with each other crisply, like a dove flapping its wings and landing, like a spring flowing into a river, the moment of passing by was stamped and confirmed, and Ruan Cunyun choked with sobs.
He walked towards Ruan Cunyun step by step from a distance, with a relaxed body, a calm posture and a majestic aura.
Qin Fanglu was stunned and said: "... I have no impression."
The temperature from the fingertips was so warm that Ruan Cunyun's palms were sweating, and Qin Fanglu held him tighter.
He said slowly, "Your thanks are insincere."
Ruan Cunyun's Adam's apple trembled: "Why?"
Qin Fanglu easily took off the helmet with one hand and put it on the table with a thump.
The other hand circled the part that he had just licked with his lips and teeth.
Qin Fanglu said with a hoarse smile: "Because you are in high spirits again."
His vital point was gently held, and Ruan Cunyun breathed with difficulty.
The oxygen passed through the alveoli several times, but the supply was still insufficient. Ruan Cunyun finally asked in a trembling voice: "Do you want it?"
Qin Fanglu didn't answer a word, but his deep eyes turned red in an instant. He pinched Ruan Cunyun's chin and kissed him deeply.
The solid wood desk was tall and sturdy, the horn-head mask was pushed onto the carpet, followed by the globe.
The retro-designed earth rotates slowly between the longitude and latitude lines, never stopping. The earth's axis hits the edge of the sphere rhythmically, and the surrounding air trembles slightly.
The afternoon sun leaked through the glass windows of the dome, taking silent steps and gradually slanting westward.
The wooden table was pushed by the gravity and moved a little bit, following the footsteps of the sun and tilting on the carpet.
Ruan Cunyun cried until his voice became hoarse, and in the second half of the conversation, he just kept pushing and begging for mercy: "No more, no more..."
The inertia lasted for a while, and Qin Fanglu finally stopped obediently, suddenly slowed down, and forced himself to press against Ruan Cunyun's forehead: "Almost there."
From afternoon to night, from warm sunshine to setting sun, a full two hours passed. The thin, almost transparent liquid splashed into the Pacific Ocean on the globe, overflowed, and flowed over the towering mountains.
In the end, Ruan Cunyun got what he wished for and had a gentle ending.
It is empty from the inside to the outside, yet also full from the inside to the outside.
This time he really ate a lot, Ruan Cunyun was sweating all over and felt very satisfied.
The portion today was just right, and Ruan Cunyun silently gave it a five-star rating in his heart.
Qin Fanglu circled slowly in the clouds for several times, and then returned to the human world lightly, feeling refreshed and with a good appetite. This was just the right appetizer.
But Ruan Cunyun lay on him, panting, as if he had just been fished out of the water. Qin Fanglu felt ashamed and regretful. Ruan Cunyun had clearly said no, but he still didn't stop.
"The table is dirty." Ruan Cunyun hissed.
Qin Fanglu got up, put on his clothes, got a cup of warm water for Ruan Cunyun, and then continued to clean up the battlefield.
When Qin Fanglu picked up the globe, he was stunned. He stretched out his fingertips to dip it and found that it was an almost transparent liquid.
He was suddenly panicked. He had never seen such a situation before. Would Ruan Cunyun be hurt by him
Qin Fanglu asked Ruan Cunyun: "Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Are you dizzy? Are you having any pain anywhere?"
Ruan Cunyun was confused by the first half of the sentence and blushed at the second half.
He said angrily, "It hurts so much!"
Qin Fanglu appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually panicking inside.
He had only one experience, the last time he was on the boat.
It was the first time in his life that he paid attention all the time. He was gentle from beginning to end, enjoying it, but also suffering a lot.
Today, I relaxed a little, but the result was like this, making Ruan Cunyun say "no" and "it hurts so much" with his own mouth.
Qin Fanglu felt regretful and realized that it was because of his poor skills, his high expectations and his poor performance that he gave people a very bad experience.
He thought for a moment and decided to practice in seclusion during this period and never do anything inappropriate again.
Ruan Cunyun had no idea what Qin Fanglu was thinking. He closed his eyes and rested, then stretched out his hands and hugged Qin Fanglu's hot body.
"I want to ask you something." Ruan Cunyun said.
Qin Fanglu came back to his senses: "You say."
Ruan Cunyun blinked and said in a much more relaxed tone: "There will be a big comic exhibition in Shenzhen this summer. Do you want to go?"
Qin Fanglu's heart was shocked: "I want to go."
Then he changed his words and said, "I'll go."
"I will go too..." Ruan Cunyun slowly tried, "but I will stand on the stage and wear a skirt."
Ruan Cunyun paused for a while: "Do you want to see me?"
Qin Fanglu stared at him steadily: "If you want to go, I will definitely go."
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Ruan Cunyun lay on the bed, tossing and turning.
After he had his first taste of sex, he felt satisfied for a while before he lost it, and his body wanted to try more. But he was very distressed and had no way to solve this dilemma.
Ruan Cunyun was not good at expressing such direct demands, and the simple "Do you want it?" was already his limit.
However, he had hinted to Qin Fanglu several times recently, but Qin Fanglu would only make him feel comfortable unilaterally and then stop, and their clothes were even neat and tidy.
Ruan Cunyun didn't understand what was wrong. Was Qin Fanglu too tired from work? Was he about to have a midlife crisis? !
After thinking it over, Ruan Cunyun recalled the memories of the day he returned to Qin Fanglu's house, and pondered them bit by bit.
Before he became too hot-headed to control himself, Ruan Cunyun had a flash of inspiration and seemed to finally understand what the problem was.
It seemed that after he said "no more", Qin Fanglu stopped and never became aggressive again.
Is this the reason? How should he say it
This was really something that he couldn't put into words. Ruan Cunyun couldn't bear the thought of it. After thinking it over, it seemed that he could only turn to the almighty Internet for help.
Ruan Cunyun couldn't share such private matters with his friends.
Because friends were too close, asking them would be as shameful as asking Qin Fanglu himself. Ruan Cunyun couldn't do this.
After searching various search engines for this question without any results, Ruan Cunyun suddenly thought of a great place.
That’s his smurf account on Weibo!
Anyway, Yamei's pants had already fallen off there, and his fans are no longer surprised by his free-spirited style, so he might as well just ask there. Maybe his fans are very experienced and can really help him.
Ruan Cunyun did what he said and went on Weibo and posted a new update.
@BALLS teacher cured my penis tail: [Today I have a serious question for everyone: What should I do if my boyfriend stops when I tell him to? How can I tell him tactfully: Please leave me alone, be a little harder! ]
Ruan Cunyun was not in a hurry, but he still waited for a reply.
As he wished, the reply soon hit him on the head, but it was slightly different from what he had imagined.
[Am I offline? Am I disconnected from the internet? ? Ya Mei has a boyfriend? ? ? ]
[Ah, Huya idiot, has your account been hacked? ]
[Your account has been hacked, you idiot! Come back soon! Come home with me, my wife! ]
[Wake up, where did you get your boyfriend?]
[Answer the question seriously. You should just say: "Push harder, didn't you have lunch? Fire me, don't stop." (o^^o) It works.]
[Ya Mei, my husband is here! My waist is fine, I won’t stop!!!]
Ruan Cunyun looked at the many shocked comments and replied unhappily: [Why, can’t I have a boyfriend? ]
[I do not believe.]
[I do not believe!!!]
[Don't embarrass yourself, my wife, come home with me. ]
[Too miserable, too miserable! Hu Ya even has a boyfriend, but he still hasn't waited for Teacher Dan to turn over his hand! ]
[Fuck, it’s true. Hahahaha! ]
[I really didn't expect that before being picked by Teacher Dan, Ya Mei would get married first. ]
When Ruan Cunyun saw these comments, he felt nothing dramatic. After all, he had already decided to just be a silent fan of Teacher Dan.
After a few seconds, he went back and read the comments several times, getting angrier the more he thought about them.
Yes! Why didn't Teacher Dan like or comment on it? He wrote so many things, but Teacher Dan didn't see any of them, woohoo.
What’s more, Qi Chang is still making a skirt for the little succubus for him. Has Teacher Dan almost forgotten to give him authorization
Although Teacher Dan has not interacted with anyone yet, Ruan Cunyun still greedily wants to be the first lucky person.
[Huya, I don't know exactly when you got rid of your single status, but since you just said it today, let's be willful for the last time on this day of celebration! ]
[@BALLS, Mr. Dan, your pink-headed tiger teeth are no longer single!]
[@BALLS, like Huya’s Weibo to send the simplest blessing to your fans! [Rose]]
[I told you not to @BALLS, but you insisted! Don’t @BALLS anymore. It’s impolite to @BALLS again! ]
Ruan Cunyun spent a long time on Weibo but didn't find any useful methods. Instead, he chatted with netizens for a long time.
Looking at several comments from @Teacher Dan, Ruan Cunyun held up his forehead and smiled.
Forget it, Ruan Cunyun has given up, I’m too lazy to care.
Anyway, with so many people @Teacher Dan every day and so many message reminders, Teacher Dan definitely won’t be able to read these few.
And it is indeed a happy thing, so let him make netizens happy.
(End of this chapter)