The evil dragon has no home to go back to, and prefers to stay with people. He seemed to be begging, but he was holding on to Xie Qing's offer, as if he wanted to try something new in the locker room that wasn't enough.
Long marked a person, but that person turned his head and cleaned himself up. Long was very unwilling and patted his tail, naturally wanting to mark him again.
a few hours later.
Xie Qing's eyes were distracted, and he lay between the pillows and quilts.
Although he had re-established his line of defense psychologically before and chose to perfunctory and accept it, he still couldn't physically.
And now, he was beginning to wonder if it was a mistake for him to promise He Yu to continue this relationship in order to solve the obstacle that was taking his time.
Because the physical strength of the little beast is too good...
It just affected his arrangement even more.
He Yu lay lazily beside him, wrapping his fingers around his slightly longer black hair.
"Brother. How did I behave just now?"
"… "
The desires of young people are very prosperous. As long as Xie Qingcheng's face shows even a trace of lust, He Yu seems to be charged from the tail spine, and he can't remember anything tired. How can the energy of young boys be used up? Not finished, just want more.
It was different from Xie Qingcheng who just wanted to pass away and went to bed with him.
Today, Xie Qingcheng's body is a sedative for him.
No matter how ruthless Xie Qingcheng's words were or how decisive his attitude was, as long as He Yu slept with him, people would settle down and his temper would become good.
His mood calmed down, and the dispute just now seemed to be nothing at all.
Chen slow is nothing.
Anyway, Chen slow couldn't eat it, and he was greedy to death.
He Yu's eyes when looking at Xie Qingcheng at the moment are much gentler, the gentleness has stripped away the usual gloomy meaning, and it is very pure, just like a normal 19-year-old boy in love.
It's a pity that Xie Qingcheng didn't look at him.
He Yu called him again: "Xie Qingcheng."
Xie Qingcheng did not respond.
He Yu touched the corner of his lips: "Do you hurt?"
Xie Qing ignored it.
He Yu hugged his waist again and kissed his shoulder blade to the collarbone: "Are you comfortable?"
Xie Qing presented him, and Xie Qing presented and said, "Can you get out?"
He Yu smiled, but it was shameless: "I'm so tired. You don't understand me for trying so hard? I want you to sleep with me for a while."
He didn't mean to discuss at all, neither on his lips nor on his hands, he hugged Xie Qingcheng very tightly.
Xie Qingcheng looked at the ceiling coldly, and said after a while, "You're really not a disgusting man now."
"I'm disgusting."
Xie Qingcheng sneered: "I really don't see any difference between what you do and being gay."
He Yu lowered his face, and after a long silence, he said, "This is different."
"Why is it different."
The teenager is very paranoid, trying his best to prove something: "Then I will only be like you."
"..." Xie Qingcheng slowly rolled his eyes, his eyes fell on He Yu's face, but the sight was very cool, colder than the snow on the window edge, "You are not gay if you are only with me, you are not fucking ridiculous. "
He Yu's face was even more ugly, and he seemed to know deep down that this was wrong, but it was just arguing, but he still chose to turn a blind eye to his inner cross-examination.
He said, "I don't like other men, so I'll do it with you."
"I don't want anyone else."
"Xie Qingcheng, I don't like men."
"Are you blind, I'm a man."
"You are different, you are the exception."
Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment, and there seemed to be some cold and cruel sword shadows in his tone: "Why?"
He Yu didn't know the reason, could it be the first time complex? But this is of course impossible to say. He is "He Yu who has slept with many women".
So he said casually: "...you...you look good."
"Thank you, then if I scratch my face, can we end this boring game?"
The boy didn't expect his casual remark to get this kind of reaction, he was startled, got up and looked down at him: "Xie Qingcheng!"
But then the cold sweat cooled down, he stared at Xie Qingcheng's eyes, and regained his calm: "No, you won't."
"Why can't I."
"You are a life-sucking person. You take life very seriously."
Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes slowly closed, and his Adam's apple rolled: "I'm sorry, little friend, I take my own life very lightly."
He Yu suddenly became ruthless, as if his heart had been hit by something, he lowered his voice and said sharply in Xie Qingcheng's ear: "If you dare, I will lock you up, cover your face, and then Toss you to death!"
Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes, and those peach blossom eyes looked at He Yu extremely coldly: "When did you like my face so much? I've never seen you think how good-looking I am before."
"… "
He Yu couldn't answer.
In the end, he only said to Xie Qing ruthlessly: "You, you're not going to disfigure me for my sake. Am I so important in your eyes?"
Xie Qingcheng was silent, and after a long time, his voice was like a icy spring flowing through the still-warm bed, and he sneered: "That's true."
"What are you doing, He Yu." There was a sigh in his voice.
He Yu felt uncomfortable for no reason.
He didn't like him calling him He Yu.
He found that Xie Qingcheng hadn't called him a kid for a long time - not since that night in the clubhouse.
Because of this unpleasant feeling, He Yu pestered Xie Qingcheng for a while, and it was completely dark when he came back to his senses.
In the evening, Chen slow called again.
He was still not very concerned about the previous state of He Yu and Xie Qingcheng, and wanted to ask how it was.
Of course, Xie Qingcheng couldn't tell the truth with Chen slow, so he said, "...It's okay, there was a bit of a misunderstanding before, just explain it."
Chen Slow chatted with Xie Qingcheng again, and then said that he wanted to come to Xie Qingcheng to eat Yangzhou fried rice after get off work in a few days.
He Yu just listened to the conversation between them so indifferently, and then after Xie Qingcheng hung up, he kissed Xie Qingcheng's cool lips - Chen Wan could only listen to the words that came out of these lips, but he could hold back. Kiss, kiss the cold until it's wet and hot.
"Brother Xie." At the end, he slightly opened the distance between himself and Xie Qingcheng, both of them could not help breathing a little faster, but Xie Qingcheng's eyes were already cold.
He Yu stared at the pair of tricks, and then said, "Will you get up and make fried rice for me? I still want a bowl of porridge."
"… "
Xie Qingcheng thought, absolutely.
There was a haze in He Yu's eyes due to Chen slow, but he bargained like a spoiled child and said, "If you want me to go, then I'll leave after eating."
Whether it is between the same sex or between the opposite sex, it is rare that after taking the initiative to enjoy the whole night, the person who is willing to bear it will get up and cook.
Normal people usually go to the kitchen to wash their hands and make soup, or ask a hotel room service to deliver a meal. Even if the ancient faint-hearted king favored a palace maid, he would at least instruct the eunuchs to serve others after they were done.
But He Yu was shameless, it was a special case.
And what about Xie Qingcheng
Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to scold him, but he was so tired that he was tired of looking at He Yu. It takes energy to fight, and now he doesn't even want to look at He Yu.
What's more, he didn't want He Yu to feel that he was tossed to the point of losing his strength. He always felt that he was a pure man and was stronger.
Xie Qingcheng got up and cooked without saying a word in order to let him get out of bed earlier, his face was calm as if nothing had happened.
His waist was sore and even more unspeakable discomfort, but these discomforts were internalized by Xie Qingcheng, and now from his face, He Yu could only get endless indifference.
Like a rubble, the invaders dug three feet into the ground, but could not find any treasures that cheered people up.
He Yu got dressed and got up to go to the kitchen to see him. His heart inexplicably changed from calm to restless, from restless to lost, and from lost to dazed. He leaned against the door frame with a sullen face, and kept chattering to ease his mind. boredom.
"Xie Qingcheng, put less sesame oil."
"Xie Qingcheng, chop the green onion a little bit."
"Xie Qingcheng, don't put salt so early."
"… "
He deliberately picks and chooses, but he doesn't actually know how to cook. Lu Ban has a big axe in front of the door, and his instructions are unreasonable. He thought that the man would turn his head and curse at him like before—
But men don't.
What he said, Xie Qingcheng did what he did with a bland expression, as if he was disgusted to the extreme, he dealt with it without saying a word, and dismissed it without emotion.
This silence compared to the previous attitude that Xie Qingcheng was at least willing to quarrel with him, which made He Yu even more upset.
He walked over, suddenly hugged Xie Qingcheng's waist from behind, turned his face to kiss Xie Qingcheng's neck, put his hand on Xie Qingcheng's wrist, and asked him to let go of the porridge spoon.
Xie Qingcheng ignored him at first, and his peach blossom eyes stared at the beating blue fireworks of the gas stove.
In the end, he was probably really annoyed by He Yu, and finally without looking back, he coldly dropped a sentence: "Do you want to have sex or eat."
But the colder he was, the more odorous He Yu seemed to feel, and the smell of the disinfectant seemed to be a deep pheromone. He actually didn't want to be so beastly, he was always well-dressed in front of people - to be precise, in and Before Xie Qing went to bed, even behind people, he was a gentleman and had never touched any women.
Xie Qingcheng seemed to be an elder who led him into the deep forest of the Garden of Eden. No matter what the reason was, the final result was that he let him enter there. After the young man entered, he suddenly understood something. A primordial desire was ignited.
Then he would always want to linger with this man who had embraced him for the first time in a forbidden place full of beasts/lusts, and taste the excitement that was new to him.
He Yu lowered his eyes, kissed the back of his neck, and said, "Let the porridge simmer for a while."
In the cold day of late autumn, the stove was on fire, and the inside of the house was much hotter than the outside, so the old-fashioned window glass was covered with a layer of white fog, and it was impossible to see what was inside and outside.
But Leng Ding had a hand resting on the window glass. That hand was paler than ice and snow, with a long bone. When it was resting on it, there was a little spasm. If you look closely, you can still see that hand resting on the window glass. trembling.
Then another hand, which looked younger, was clasped on it, clasping the back of the original hand, with five fingers covering the five fingers, and clasping it tightly. This time, there was no need to look closely. The window shook violently. It was almost in jeopardy, about to be shaken to pieces.
At this moment, there was a muffled sound in the room, and the two hands were removed from the window glass, and a clear mark was brought out on the glass. , you can vaguely see that the man on the kitchen counter has been changed to a lying posture, you can see his scattered black hair, broad and straight shoulders, and if you look up, you can see the young man standing in front of the kitchen counter with a hot expression face.
Is it just such a fanatical and obsessive look when a lonely dragon chews on human sacrifices on a stone bed
The answer was silent, just like the snow and fog in winter, which quickly covered the clear marks on the glass windows. What happened inside, the window fog was thick, so no one could see, their voices were low, deliberately silenced, so no one could hear...
At the end, only an uncontrollable muffled hum came out weakly from the gap along the window edge, changed its tone slightly, and leaked into the wind and snow.
The shadows swayed, looking at the flowers in the fog, black hair, jade-colored shapes, intertwined evil fate, as if one hugged the other.
The dragon bowed his head and kissed the human eyelashes with his scarred beak.
It was too hot inside, and the warm aftertaste seemed to turn into a pool of hot spring water, soaking the two of them.
"Don't cook for Chen slow in the future."
He Yu's voice was still slightly panting, wild like a beast, a little stubborn, and a little nervous.
"I don't like him, he's a nasty gay."
He still has the face to say such things - even though he has done all the things he shouldn't do, he has the face to say that others are gay.
Xie Qingcheng pushed him away as soon as he was done. He was cold quickly, only his chest was heaving and heaving a little, but the eyes looking out through the wet forehead were already very cold, so cold that it made people feel cold.
"Ten thousand steps back, He Yu. Even if he's gay, he's better than you." Finally, he opened his lips slightly, and spoke to He Yu with almost no turbulence, "Even if he's gay, he has never behaved like this to me. Endless interest. Not like you."
Paused, sarcastically.
"Good one." The words were calm, but like a knife cone, "Totally, heterosexual."