Full of emotions rose in his heart, Ji Xingchen no longer concealed his dual desire for Ranfeng, both physically and psychologically.
The tacit answer was about to come out, but Ranfeng raised his lips, deliberately lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "What are you going to give me?"
The tone of voice was ambiguous and lingering, and the heat of the speech brushed gently on the sensitive skin of the ear, causing a burst of itching.
With a sultry voice, Ji Xingchen's red lips parted slightly, but after holding it for a long time, he couldn't say the answer that he had already prepared in his heart.
Ranfeng's deliberate temptation and bewitchment completely ruined his work.
No matter how straightforward his words were and how bold his actions were before, the blush on his cheeks and his slightly stiff back revealed his shyness and nervousness.
The two emotions were intertwined on Ji Xingchen's face. After being seen by Ranfeng, he felt that his expression was terribly cute, so he couldn't help hooking his chin with his fingertips and pinching it lightly.
The skin on the chin was a little itchy, and after Ji Xingchen rubbed Ranfeng's fingers, he opened his mouth again, "I put it on the bed, you, do you want to take a look?"
He looked straight at Ranfeng, his eyelashes fanned, and there was a deep love in his innocent eyes, which seemed to be a silent seduction and invitation.
Ranfeng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he uttered a word after a few seconds.
"it is good."
The two quickly came to the huge and soft double bed, Ji Xingchen took off his slippers and then climbed up and knelt on the quilt.
Ranfeng stood in front of the bed, hugged his head, and lowered his head to touch his forehead.
"Wait for a while, take a shower first, and open the presents when I come out."
Ji Xingchen couldn't resist Ranfeng's hoarse voice, so he nodded and said yes.
Watching Ranfeng walk into the bathroom, the huge room suddenly became quiet.
Then there was an ambiguous sound of water in the bathroom, and when he thought of what might happen next, Ji Xingchen's heart beat so fast.
He slumped back to his position, looking at the bathroom door expectantly and nervously.
When Ranfeng lazily wrapped a bathrobe and came out of the door after taking a bath, what he saw was Ji Xingchen staring at him for a moment.
He leaned over and kissed Ji Xingchen on the cheek, and couldn't help but smile, "You look at me like this, I can't help but want to kiss you hard."
Ranfeng had just finished taking a shower, and she had a faint scent of shower gel on her body.
Ji Xingchen felt that the smell was good, so he took the initiative to rub his hot cheeks and dry lips with his hand.
From the palm of the hand to the back of the hand, the red cheeks are obviously warmer, and it will be much more comfortable to stick to the other party's warm skin.
The scent of the familiar shower gel lingered on the tip of his nose, Ji Xingchen couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking Ranfeng's palm.
Ranfeng's originally orderly breath suddenly became chaotic.
"Brother Feng." Ji Xingchen raised his head after making the fire. His beautiful eyes were filled with the figure of the other party. He asked innocently and innocently, "Want to see the gift?"
This sentence is not so much a question as it is a question and answer.
Because he had just finished saying the last word, he took the initiative to take Ranfeng's hand and touched it under the other's pillow.
Ranfeng took Ji Xingchen's hand and took out a book of poems from under the pillow.
He had seen this book of poems before, and it was the first time he and Ji Xingchen were in the hotel where they stayed the night after the concert.
The author is signed Durex.
Ranfeng opened the poetry collection and turned directly to the eighth page.
Obviously, Ji Xingchen has read this page, because he put a "bookmark" on it.
The "bookmark" covers the top few lines of the poem, but reveals the bottom four lines—
"The linearity of the human couple is—
The house is big,
but they're sticking together
chirp~"
Ranfeng picked up the "bookmark" and looked down at Ji Xingchen, her pale eyes suddenly darkened.
"When did you prepare?"
Ji Xingchen did not dare to look at each other, his eyes dodged.
"Just... the days you were away."
Ranfeng hooked her lips, laughed softly, and gently rubbed the back of Ji Xingchen's neck with her fingertips, her voice beguiling, "Did you miss me very much during that time?"
Ranfeng's actions and words made Ji Xingchen numb from the back of his neck to his back, and his fair neck was also dyed with a blush.
The desire to be teased was overflowing, and he felt embarrassed, so he buried his head directly in the pillow.
Ranfeng didn't let him hide, and immediately inserted his right hand from the back of his neck into the wet hair, forcing him to turn his head to look at himself, "What do you think?"
Ji Xingchen closed his eyes and dared not tell Brother Feng how he thought of him.
Ji Xingchen didn't answer, and Ranfeng turned him over while holding his head.
After a while, Ji Xingchen felt that his hands were strongly pressed on both sides by Ranfeng, and the lips that were originally closed were also pried open.
Ranfeng's flexible tongue drove straight in, seducing Ji Xingchen to respond to it.
Ji Xingchen is like a wave drifting with the flow, following the rhythm of dyeing the maple, and constantly deepening the kiss.
The kiss was soft and long, and Ji Xingchen slumped on the bed.
Intense kisses are the most effective aphrodisiacs. When Ji Xingchen and Ranfeng were separated, the pajamas were already rolled up at some point.
At this moment, Ranfeng was about to peel off his pajama pants.
Ji Xingchen's brain was a little hypoxic, but he still subconsciously wanted to stop the opponent's action.
But unfortunately his movements are a bit slow.
Without the cover of the pajamas, the skin of the slender legs was completely exposed to the cold air.
Along with it, his little secrets and careful thoughts were exposed.
Ranfeng's breathing became clear and rapid at this moment, and his eyes couldn't help falling on Ji Xingchen's tender and lovely skin.
"Why don't you wear underwear?"
When he spoke again, Ranfeng's voice became obviously dull.
The surrounding cold air stimulated every inch of skin, Ji Xingchen was a little cold and a little embarrassed.
Having discovered the secret, his legs trembled slightly involuntarily, his thick eyelashes covered his eyes, and he was completely wet with tears of shame.
He was like a child who did something wrong, tremblingly begging his brother to let him go.
However, how could my brother let go so easily.
Seeing that Ji Xingchen was really about to cry this time, Ranfeng changed his way, kissed his earlobe with ear studs, and began to coax him gently.
"Is it intentional?" he asked in a low voice.
Ji Xingchen felt like a limp rabbit, imprisoned by a pair of invisible hands, making him unable to move.
In the face of Ranfeng's questioning, he can only nod frankly, "Yes."
A single syllable, but with a nasal sound, it seems that his whole person is a bit pitiful, but it is particularly attractive.
So when he responded, the breath sprayed on his neck suddenly increased a lot.
"Is it hard? I'll help you."
Feeling that Ranfeng was going to help him, Ji Xingchen hurriedly reached out to stop him.
"Brother Feng, you don't have to do this..."
Ranfeng didn't stop, the other hand clasped his wrist and told him not to move.
Ji Xingchen finally became obedient again, Ranfeng nibbled at Ji Xingchen's fair collarbone, and after leaving a shallow hickey on it, brought the topic back to the beginning.
"The gift you want to give me is a collection of poems or you."
Ji Xingchen felt like a jelly that was about to melt, his brain was completely chaotic, and even his thinking slowed down a lot.
Ranfeng, who didn't get an answer, continued to kiss the hickey until it darkened.
"which one?"
There were more tears on Ji Xingchen's eyelashes.
"Brother Feng, Brother Ranfeng, don't ask."
He opened his hot red lips, and even his voice was a bit crying, and inadvertently blurted out the nickname that he used to be the closest to Ranfeng in high school but only dared to call it when he was joking.
Ji Xingchen felt that Brother Feng was really bullying him this time.
Obviously the answer is so obvious, but he deliberately wants to answer him himself.
Ji Xingchen's brother's voice was soft with moisture, and he shouted directly into Ranfeng's heart.
"Open your eyes, be nice, and tell me which one it is."
Ranfeng's voice was full of temptation, and step by step, he bewitched Ji Xingchen to present his heart to him without reservation.
Ji Xingchen, who was wantonly bullied, couldn't stand it at all, and finally opened his eyes and spit out a word of grievance.
"I."
After saying this, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he grasped the quilt he was pressing under.
I'm going to get a new quilt tomorrow...
Ji Xingchen took a deep breath of the surrounding air, and the corners of his eyes were a little red with excitement.
He took out the poetry collection by the pillow.
Although I have already prepared in my heart, I still feel embarrassed when I open the "bookmark" by myself.
Ji Xingchen has no experience, but he is serious and persistent in wanting to do things well.
He remembered that he accidentally peeked at Brother Feng through the gap of the bathrobe because he lowered his head, but today it seems to be upright.
But he didn't dare to watch more, and when he bowed his head, many clips flashed through his mind.
In the end, because I was nervous, I turned the bookmark back.
Ranfeng corrected his mistake and touched his head.
"Xingxing, do you know what that means?"
Ranfeng looked at Ji Xingchen's eyes, strong and gentle.
"Know."
Ji Xingchen nodded, but burst into tears when he spoke.
Ranfeng touched his ears and face with some distress, "I remember that you are afraid of pain..."
Ji Xingchen denied, "No, I'm not afraid."
Ji Xingchen, who was not afraid, had tears on his eyelashes.
His eyelashes are very long, his eyes are very beautiful, he is pitiful and gorgeous when he cries, and he looks very good-looking, and people can't help but want to bully him more.
Ranfeng lowered her head and kissed the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"I'm sorry baby, it's my fault."
Ranfeng's tone was extremely gentle.
Ji Xingchen shook his head and whimpered softly.
"You can cry, I want to hear your voice."
After he finished speaking, he pried Ji Xingchen's lips open, forcing all his attention to be on himself.
"Xingxing, who am I."
Ji Xingchen blinked, squeezing the tears from his vision.
After his eyes were clear, he looked straight at Ranfeng and spoke in a low voice.
"Brother Feng."
"Brother Ranfeng..."