When Lu Bai heard Qin Gu's voice, he mechanically turned his head and looked at Qin Gu's terrifyingly cold face at the door. Qu Xueyu's slightly cold lips touched Lu Bai's ears that were already red and bleeding because of this movement. Lu Bai Because of this touch, my whole body was aroused. I moved my body but had nowhere to escape.
Lu Bai's eyes seemed to be fixed on Qin Gu, but Qu Xueyu was staring closely at the young man's fragile neck under the dim light. The hot feeling on the tip of the young man's ear touched his lips like a butterfly, and his breathing became disordered. .
Qu Xueyu took a deep breath, then stood up slowly, leaned over and pulled the young man's wrist to pull him up. Lu Bai's body was so stiff that he staggered a few steps as soon as he stood up. He fell straight into Qu Xueyu's arms.
With the boy's warm body on his chest, a faint smile appeared on Qu Xueyu's lips. He leaned down slightly, put his lips to the tip of the boy's red ears, blew lightly with evil intentions, and whispered: "Don't ask for it. You're tired of me, okay?" After a pause, his voice was so low that it was almost ambiguous: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."
Lu Bai's eyes widened, and the buzzing of bees in his head made him see stars. In this situation, he was speechless as if he had lost his vocal cords. Qu Xueyu smiled triumphantly, and saw the young man pushed him away suddenly, turned around and ran towards the door.
Qin Gu subconsciously held Lu Bai's wrist - "Let go, let go." Lu Bai struggled to free himself from Qin Gu's hand stiffly and mechanically, his voice was hoarse. Qin Gu was startled and let go of his hand when he saw the young man's red eyes looking like they were burned.
Lu Bai's figure disappeared into the corridor. Qin Gu turned around expressionlessly and looked coldly at Qu Xueyu, who had already put on his sunglasses and put on his peaked cap and was obviously about to leave: "Xue, Yu, why are you doing this?" His voice was horribly deep.
Qu Xueyu walked slowly to Qin Gu, looked in the direction where the young man's figure disappeared, and said: "No reason, Qin Gu, this is my private matter." After a pause, he turned to face Qin Gu, soaked in chill and rolling. With his emotional eyes, he said calmly: "I like that child very much. If you have something to do, I'll leave first." After that, he strode away.
"boom!"
Qin Gu clenched his hand into a fist and smashed it against the wall, his joints clearly red.
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Bar back street. Qu Xueyu stood by the trash can and sighed softly. He took off his windbreaker, sunglasses and hat and threw it into the trash can. Then he walked towards the street with neon lights. It didn't matter if he was photographed. He just wanted to find that person quickly. juvenile.
Lu Bai squatted under a lonely streetlight on a street corner, his head buried deeply in his arms. His whole body was hot in the autumn night wind, and even his breath was hot, but he felt bone-chilling because of the wind. .
His heart was about to beat out of his chest, and Lu Bai had no time to think about whether he had completed the plot or the punishment the world would give him if he did not complete the plot.
"Little liar." A gentle and pleasant voice sounded from above. Lu Bai was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened after he realized what he was saying.
Ruan Jiangjiu looked at the young man burying himself in a ball and sighed: He seemed to have gone too far just now. He was about to say something when he saw the young man staggering up and lowering his head slightly. His messy bangs covered his eyes, and Ruan Jiangjiu could not clearly see his expression at this time. Then - he stumbled into his arms, trembling arms holding his waist loosely.
Ruan Jiangjiu's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously raised his hands. After a while, he gently placed his hand on the boy's lovely back, and the other hand wrapped around the boy's slender waist in a protective manner.
"Xiao Ruan is so warm."
The voice of the young man buried in his chest was muffled. Ruan Jiangjiu even breathed softer subconsciously. He regretted throwing away the windbreaker just now. At this time, he could not give the young man more warmth in this autumn night. His voice was as soft as coaxing a fragile child: "Who bullied you?"
Lu Bai's face was buried in the other person's warm embrace. He was silent for a moment and said, "I think he is bullying me." His voice had a thick nasal sound, containing grievance.
The tip of Ruan Jiangjiu's heart felt like something had pricked him. The pain was severe for a moment. He hugged the boy tighter and looked up at the night stained with turbid lights. He didn't know what he was feeling. He said, "Then he can What a big asshole.”