Aesthetic Formula

Chapter 3: hurt each other

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In the end, Huo Zhixiao and Ding Yinan didn't go to the food street for supper, but turned into a Qing Bar on the roadside.

Ding Yinan knew that Huo Zhixiao asked him to go out in the middle of the night because he wanted to drink, but because of the relationship between the two of them as colleagues, they were not familiar enough to go to the bar to drink and talk, so he chose to have a late night snack.

However, the situation has changed now, because Ding Yinan desperately needs alcohol to numb him.

Huo Zhixiao obviously doesn't care where he goes, with Ding Yinan by his side, even if he meets his colleagues, he won't cause rumors. So when he saw Ding Yinan walking directly towards the bar without saying hello, he was only slightly surprised, and then followed Ding Yinan's pace.

Eleven or twelve o'clock at night is the best time for bar business, the booths are full of people, and the two can only find seats by the bar.

"What do you want to drink?" Huo Zhixiao asked proactively.

"It's okay." Ding Yinan said.

Huo Zhixiao ordered two glasses of cocktails, and when he turned around, he saw Ding Yinan take out a pack of cigarettes from his body. He took one away and asked curiously, "Are you still smoking?"

It's normal for a twenty-five-year-old man to smoke, but Ding Yinan usually gives people the impression of a social elite, which is quite different from the decadent youth who smoke cigarettes now.

"No?" Ding Yinan asked back, pushing the lighter to Huo Zhixiao.

In fact, Ding Yinan seldom talks to Huo Zhixiao in a rhetorical tone. Just like this morning when Huo Zhixiao asked him why he chose that tie, he would not ask what was wrong with that tie, but would consciously give another option.

But tonight is different. In the box of Zhao Yang's team just now, Ding Yinan drank a lot of wine, and he met the bad thing about his boyfriend cheating on him again, so now he is really not in the mood to serve Huo Zhixiao anymore.

"No." Huo Zhixiao lit a cigarette and returned the lighter to Ding Yinan, "I just found out that you—"

In the middle of speaking, Huo Zhixiao stopped. When he talked to Ding Yinan, he never hesitated to speak. He didn't finish what he said, it could only be that he hadn't organized the words in his mind.

"Suddenly discovered that the tool man also has flesh and blood?" Ding Yinan laughed at himself and helped Huo Zhixiao finish speaking, then leaned back on the back of the high stool, and let out a puff of smoke with his face sideways.

The light at the bar was slightly brighter than that at the booth, and it was like a soft light filter on Ding Yinan's face, making him look hazy and melancholy.

Huo Zhixiao looked at Ding Yinan for a while, and suddenly said: "Assistant Ding, you look like this."

Ding Yinan raised his eyes and looked at Huo Zhixiao.

At that time, the bartender brought over two glasses of cocktails, Ding Yinan picked up the glasses and drank them down in one gulp, then pushed the glasses back to the bartender and said, "One more."

"Take it easy." Huo Zhixiao took a sip, "So sad?"

Ding Yinan didn't answer, he lowered his eyes and looked at the table, until the cigarette in his hand accumulated a lot of ash, then he raised his wrist and shook it towards the ashtray.

The cocktail Huo Zhixiao ordered was high in alcohol, and the aftereffects of drinking it in one gulp appeared soon.

Ding Yinan felt a little bored, he picked up the cigarette and took one last puff, and put it out in the ashtray, then tore off his tie, and undid the top two buttons of his shirt.

If it was said that Ding Yinan's usual shadow could be seen from Ding Yinan's body just now, then he can be said to be completely different from his usual clothes now.

The looming collarbone is like a forbidden area accidentally opened, and Huo Zhixiao's eyes can't help but look up. He had to find a topic to divert his attention: "What does your boyfriend do?"

"Plane model." Ding Yinan didn't resist talking out, only after he was drunk with alcohol could he have no scruples, "He said he was going on a business trip, but he didn't expect to be in the same city as me."

Huo Zhixiao chuckled and said, "Then you are really destined."

Ding Yinan glanced at Huo Zhixiao expressionlessly. He only discovered today that Huo Zhixiao could be so stingy in private.

"He said it was work," Huo Zhixiao said, "Will you forgive him?"

"No, I'll just let him get out of my house." Ding Yinan paused, "Strictly speaking, he is my ex-boyfriend now."

When Ding Yinan said this, his expression was very serious, and there was a ruthlessness in his brows and eyes. In Huo Zhixiao's memory, he had never seen an expression on Ding Yinan's face, so he couldn't help staring at it for a while.

"Work and private life should be separated." Ding Yinan said again, "This is a matter of principle."

Huo Zhixiao smiled when he heard the words, and said, "You are far enough apart."

It's almost to the point where the boundaries are clear. If it wasn't for this cheating scene that just happened today, Huo Zhixiao would never have imagined that Ding Yinan's girlfriend would be a man.

"I didn't mean to lie to you." Ding Yinan said, "It's your preconceived idea that I made a girlfriend."

"You can correct it." Huo Zhixiao said leisurely.

"No need." When Ding Yinan said this, the bartender just passed the newly mixed wine, he picked up the glass, his eyes rested on the fruit in the glass, and said casually, "I don't want to sleep with you. "

What Ding Yinan said meant nothing else, but it sounded rather subtle to Huo Zhixiao's ears, because Ding Yinan had seen him wearing only underwear countless times.

Thinking in a positive direction, Ding Yinan is not single, so of course he won't want to sleep with him.

But thinking in a bad direction, even a man with a wife and children may have a momentary sexual impulse when he sees a sexy opposite sex. Therefore, the meaning of Ding Yinan's words can also be understood as that he has no impulse towards Huo Zhixiao at all.

This is a new thing in Huo Zhixiao's cognition, it's not that he is blindly confident, he does have proud capital.

"Why, is your boyfriend doing a good job?" Huo Zhixiao asked lazily.

"It's okay." Ding Yinan took another sip of wine, his brain paralyzed by alcohol made him unable to realize that there was something wrong with Huo Zhixiao's words.

"But he's in someone else's bed now." Huo Zhixiao reminded viciously.

Ding Yinan's heart tightened, and he put down his wine glass heavily. Being poked at the sore spot over and over again, even if Huo Zhixiao was his boss, he didn't bother to maintain his last decency.

"Did you forget why you came out to drink in the middle of the night?" Ding Yinan frowned, looked at Huo Zhixiao and said, "Are you happy that you didn't win the prize?"

Hurt each other, who wouldn't.

Although Huo Zhixiao didn't care, Ding Yinan knew that he must be uncomfortable.

Ten years ago, 18-year-old Huo Zhixiao designed a small object that could keep the four corners of tables, chairs and home appliances on the same level without shaking.

This small object was very ingeniously conceived and won the Blue Dot Award's most important Best Design Award in one fell swoop. At the same time, it also made Huo Zhixiao the youngest winner in the history of the Blue Dot Award, and this record is still maintained until now.

Although since then, Huo Zhixiao has gradually turned to the direction of architectural design and has won many awards at home and abroad, but he has never been in the Blue Dot Award. Now that he was finally shortlisted for the Blue Dot Award again, but was overwhelmed by his colleagues in the firm, how could he not mind

Huo Zhixiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ding Yinan for a while, but in the end he didn't answer his question, but smiled calmly, put out the cigarette in his hand, and drained the alcohol in the glass.

After watching the hustle and bustle for a long time, Huo Zhixiao finally realized that he himself was miserable, and he was no better than Ding Yinan.

When leaving the bar, Ding Yinan obviously felt that he had drunk a little too much.

Double images began to appear on the steps under his feet. He stepped on it, stepped on the air, lost his center of gravity and fell forward.

Huo Zhixiao behind him quickly stretched out his arms to wrap around Ding Yinan's waist. Ding Yinan used his strength to stand up straight, but he didn't grasp the speed, and his back directly hit Huo Zhixiao's chest.

The height of the steps offset the difference in height between the two, Huo Zhixiao slightly tilted his head, and then saw the thick eyelashes half drooping and the rosy lips that were close at hand.

The facial features that he never paid attention to on weekdays are infinitely magnified at this moment, and it looks inexplicably breathtaking from this angle.

Huo Zhixiao's Adam's apple slipped uncontrollably.

"Thank you." Ding Yinan pushed Huo Zhixiao's chest away, and continued to walk up the steps.

Huo Zhixiao didn't move immediately, his eyes fell on Ding Yinan's waistline, and as Ding Yinan continued to go up, he inevitably noticed the two buttocks wrapped in suit pants.

As expected, the more you drink, the thirstier you become.

Huo Zhixiao frowned, and impatiently undid the two buttons on the top of the shirt.

It was two o'clock at night when we returned to the hotel, and the two parted at the door of the adjacent room.

Huo Zhixiao took out the room card from his suit pants. Before swiping the card, he hesitated, looked at Ding Yinan on the other side in a strange way and asked, "Do you want to come to my room?"

The intention of the hint couldn't be more obvious. Although alcohol made Ding Yinan lose his usual thinking ability, he also clearly understood the meaning of Huo Zhixiao's question.

Huo Zhixiao wanted to sleep with him.

Ding Yinan looked at the room card in his hand, and the image of Han Shuo hugging the pink-haired girl appeared in his mind.

Two seconds later, he put the room card into his trouser pocket.

"Okay." He said to Huo Zhixiao.

The tacit understanding of adults is like turbulent waves in the dark night, as soon as the door closed, Ding Yinan hooked Huo Zhixiao's neck, pressed him against the wall and kissed him hard.

Huo Zhixiao was caught off guard, after reacting, he put his arms around Ding Yinan's waist, pressed him against the opposite wall, and deepened the wet kiss instead.

Huo Zhixiao's kiss was very aggressive, as if trying to take away all the air in Ding Yinan's mouth.

Ding Yinan let out a muffled snort, and not to be outdone, swept the tip of his tongue across Huo Zhixiao's palate. That area is a sensitive point of people, Ding Yinan almost immediately felt the reaction of Huo Zhixiao's crotch.

While kissing frantically, the two unbuttoned each other's body, and when they stumbled and fell on the big bed, they were both naked.

Ding Yinan's body does not have obvious muscle lines like Huo Zhixiao's, but his figure is very well-proportioned, without a trace of fat, and the skin that has not seen the sun all year round feels surprisingly good to the touch.

Huo Zhixiao took the lubricating fluid from the head of the bed, and put his fingers into the closed backyard. But at this moment, Ding Yinan suddenly rolled over and pinned him down, and snatched the bottle from his hand.

"I'll be fine."

Ding Yinan rode on Huo Zhixiao's waist, stretching himself with his fingers. The foreign body's invasion made him frown involuntarily, but his face was full of strong lust that couldn't be concealed.

Huo Zhixiao had never seen Ding Yinan like this before, he rubbed his two plump buttocks impatiently, wishing to drive straight in immediately.

"Okay."

Ding Yinan pulled out his fingers, held the swollen penis and pointed it at his own pussy. However, he still underestimated Huo Zhixiao's size. If it was Han Shuo, it should be unimpeded by now.

He raised his upper body, twisted his waist and sat down bit by bit.

The stimulation of the glans made Huo Zhixiao let out a low moan in comfort, he pinched Ding Yinan's thigh unbearably, fearing that he would not be able to control it and directly push it in.

Ding Yinan bit her lower lip, forcing herself to accommodate this giant. After the glans head was completely in, the next step was much easier. He sank down and submerged Huo Zhixiao's murder weapon completely.

Huo Zhixiao could no longer calm down, he grabbed Ding Yinan's waist and began to push up slightly. However, within two pushes, Ding Yinan pressed his lower abdomen, looked down at him and said, "Don't move."

Huo Zhixiao thought that Ding Yinan hadn't adapted yet, so he stopped abruptly, but what Ding Yinan did next made him almost go crazy.

Ding Yinan put his hands on Huo Zhixiao's chest, his upper body barely moved, but his hips crazily swung up and down like a small electric motor.

Huo Zhixiao had only seen Ling with such a flexible waist in calcium tablets, he had never been like this before, just lying still, he already had the urge to ejaculate.

"Ding Zhu, you..." Why the hell are you so wild

"Don't talk." Ding Yinan frowned and covered Huo Zhixiao's lips, but the movements on his waist became more vigorous.

At this time, Huo Zhixiao understood that Ding Yinan completely regarded him as a penis, and didn't care who he was, he just wanted to vent.

Huo Zhixiao thinks his skills are not bad, how can he stand this kind of treatment? He began to pinch the rhythm to push up, and within a few strokes, the two bodies were completely in sync.

Making love is not a simple piston movement, and it is not easy for two people to have the same rhythm.

The bodies of Ding Yinan and Huo Zhixiao are in harmony for some reason, just like a sword and a scabbard, they should be joined together.

It didn't take long for Ding Yinan to feel overwhelmed by the push, and curled up on his toes comfortably. He gradually stopped, and Huo Zhixiao also slowed down.

As a result, when he stopped, Ding Yinan, as if he had let go of his strength, lay down on Huo Zhixiao's body weakly, resting his head on his neck, and murmured: "I'm so tired, I don't want to do it."

He was really tired, tired physically and mentally.

"I don't want to...?" Huo Zhixiao was left speechless, both of them were so excited, how could there be any reason not to do it

"Okay, just lie down and don't move."

Huo Zhixiao turned over and pressed Ding Yinan under him, and then started a new round of thrusting.

The sensitive point was under the violent impact, Ding Yinan bit his lower lip impatiently, looked blankly at the junction of the two, thinking that Huo Zhixiao is really a big one. He propped up the head of the bed with one hand, and picked up his hard penis with the other. In the end, Huo Zhixiao's fierce thrusting, he ejaculated first.

One second before he fell asleep, Ding Yinan saw Huo Zhixiao take off the condom in a daze, and shot all the turbidity on him.

When he woke up the next morning, Ding Yinan had a splitting headache from the hangover. He slowed down for a while, and the broken memories gradually came back during this period.

He woke up suddenly, looked to the side, and then saw Huo Zhixiao who was sleeping soundly beside him.

Both of them were naked, especially Ding Yinan's chest and abdomen still had the traces of last night's cloud and rain. Huo Zhixiao should have helped him clean it up briefly, but the sticky feeling still reminded him of what happened last night all the time.

He supported his tired body and sat up, but his actions seemed to have disturbed Huo Zhixiao, Huo Zhixiao directly stretched out his hand and pushed him back to the bed, leaning on the back of his neck and muttering: "Don't make noise."

Ding Yinan glanced at the arms tightly wrapped around his waist, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

This must be hallucination.