"I haven't gone on a honeymoon trip with you yet. Another man jumped out and said that he would go to Japan with you after the game. He also sent a letter home provocatively, saying that he would go to a hot spring with you? Yan Chuyang, I'm a man, and every man will have possessive desires, you should understand, you are mine, why would I let my wife go to Japan with another man? What kind of bullshit hot springs do I need?!"
Yan Chuyang's expression moved, and he muttered dissatisfiedly: "What about going to Japan, I am open-minded in my heart, and I will never do anything to betray you."
"Of course you won't." Wei Qing bowed his head and kissed the boy's nose and said, "You're so good, I've always believed in you, but I can't stop other people from being obscene, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm just afraid of thieves thinking about you. If you grow up like this, who knows what dark thoughts are hidden in other people's hearts."
Yan Chuyang sighed: "Seniors are also very magnanimous."
"Heh." Wei Qing sneered, "He's frank? Can't he hide his wretchedness?"
Yan Chuyang stared in surprise: "How did you find out?"
Wei Qing's heart tightened: "You can't see it at all?"
Yan Chuyang shook his head: "I think he treats me purely as a classmate, he treats me as a friend."
Wei Qing let out a long breath, and suddenly put his arms around his waist to make the boy move, letting him sit on his lap.
This posture was a bit embarrassing, Yan Chuyang struggled unwillingly, and said with a blushing face, "I want to stand up."
"Don't move yet." Wei Qing squeezed his shoulders, looked into the boy's eyes firmly and said, "Now raise your head and look at me."
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly raised his eyes, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he suddenly felt palpitations.
The light in the man's eyes was too scorching, and the aura of encroachment seemed to drown him, spreading in his eyes.
"Look at my eyes clearly now." Wei Qing said hoarsely, "You know? I want to take off your pants now, and I want you to use this posture..."
"Stop talking!" Yan Chuyang yelled fiercely.
"Do you know you're scared?" Wei Qing lowered his voice, hugged him again, patted the boy on the back comfortingly and said, "That Song Huaiqi often looks at you like this, if you really know you're scared, leave him farther away."
Yan Chuyang lay on the man's shoulder, and after a long silence, he suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Then I should stay away from you, because you often look at me like that."
Wei Qing's expression changed, he lowered his head and pecked the boy's lips, and said in a low voice, "No, because I won't hurt you."
"But you said just now that you wanted to take off my pants and wanted me to use that position..."
"I was hurting you." Wei Qing clicked his tongue and said with dark eyes, "I'm different from others, whether I kiss you or hug you, it's all reasonable, I do anything to you , are all done on the premise that you are willing or you feel comfortable, just tell the truth, when I kiss you, do you feel comfortable?"
After thinking for a long time, Yan Chuyang nodded lightly: "If you don't bite, it's still comfortable."
Wei Qing's tense heart suddenly relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "Why do you have to think about it for so long, are you going to be nervous to death?"
Yan Chuyang sighed: "Although you explained it, I still can't forgive you."
Wei Qing's eyes froze suddenly: "You don't want to move out, do you?!"
Yan Chuyang sighed: "I won't move today, I'm very tired, I want to go upstairs to sleep, think about it."
Think about the relationship between the two of them now.
"Okay." Wei Qing quickly put his arms around the boy's waist and hugged him horizontally, "I wanted you to sleep a long time ago, but my eyes have been trembling, and my heart aches for me."
Yan Chuyang raised his arms, wrapped them around the man's neck, closed his eyes and whispered, "This matter is not over yet, I will not let you go."
"Don't let it go." Wei Qing lowered his head and pecked the other's lips, and whispered, "As long as you are happy, you can quarrel with me whenever you want."
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Feelings are such a thing as incomprehensible.
Yan Chuyang stared at the ceiling for a long time and couldn't figure out who was right and who was wrong. Instead, he thought about it, his eyelids were slowly warping, and gradually dreamed of Duke Zhou.
The bright sunlight at noon came in through the gaps in the window, and hit the boy's long eyelashes warmly, leaving a row of small fan-like shadows under his eyes.
Under the light, her milky white skin became more transparent and clear. Her straight nose and light-colored lips were as beautiful as lilies covered with dew in the morning.
Wei Qing opened the door and came in, and drew the curtains.
The person on the bed slept a little unsteadily, his brows were furrowed.
The man walked to the bed, sat down on the chair, and stared at the sleeping face of the other party without blinking.
As if he had dreamed of something bad, the boy let out a groan, turned his head away with a uncomfortable expression, and opened his mouth slightly.
Looking at the light red tongue tip exposed between the gaps between the tender lips, Wei Qing's lower abdomen felt hot, his breathing tightened, and almost instantly, there was a slight reaction below.
"Oh." Wei Qing let out a deep breath, stared at the boy's face in a daze and muttered, "Yan Chuyang, what should I do with you?"
He couldn't figure out how he felt towards Yan Chuyang now.
Like it
I seem to like it.
Yan Chuyang is so cute, he almost feels dizzy when he sees him. He likes everything about him, including his good looks, good personality, and soft way of speaking. In short, in his eyes, Yan Chuyang is so cute. Almost all of Chuyang's body was itchy.
But is this liking love
In other words, if this person is not Yan Chuyang, but replaced by another person who has the same cute appearance and also makes him feel cute, will he still put him on the apex of his heart
Wei Qing is not sure.
He felt that he was hateful, because he himself couldn't tell how much he liked Yan Chuyang, or how long he could maintain it
The man's deep eyes moved down from the boy's chin.
Slender neck, thin shoulders, slender waist, and straight long legs...
Wei Qing's Adam's apple rolled.
He clearly knows how much he longs for this body, and he usually suppresses it, but when he dreams about it at midnight, or when he is alone, this kind of dark delusion will be like a poisonous sprout that has taken root, wantonly in the bottom of his heart. Grow, and flourish before you notice it.
He never thought of suppressing his desire to possess Yan Chuyang, and he couldn't suppress it anyway, so almost every night he would let his yy Yan Chuyang's body go, imagining him lying under him, obediently letting him get whatever he wanted .
Anyway, thinking is invisible to others, so what if it is a little dirty.
He was just confused, and more and more confused.
What is the source of this desire
The inferiority of men? Or, did he really fall in love with this boy who was six or seven years younger than him
No, no, Wei Qing suddenly shook his head.
It is too hasty to define it as falling in love with Yan Chuyang just because of having a desire for Yan Chuyang.
When he was in love with Shen Shimin, he also had desires for Shen Shimin. He is a man, and when he saw a beautiful body, he would naturally want to possess it.
Isn't it a bit too ridiculous to directly classify this kind of exclusive desire as liking, or even love
Wei Qing sighed and rubbed the tip of his eyebrows wearily.
"Hmm..." The person on the bed suddenly groaned, turned over, rubbed the pillow like a hysteria and muttered, "Let's go, you don't need to keep me..."
In the dream, Yan Chuyang was still arguing with Wei Qing.
Walk? The man's eyebrows jumped, and he turned his head to glance at the suitcase next to him.
The suitcase was very light, and when he lifted it up, he had no trouble at all, obviously carrying nothing.
Wei Qing stood up and opened Yan Chuyang's wardrobe.
The inside was neat and tidy, lined up all the clothes he bought for Yan Chuyang on weekdays. Obviously, when the boy packed his luggage, he didn't think about taking these clothes away.
The clothes are all branded goods, some are still very new, and the tags have not been taken off.
Weiqing company itself is mainly engaged in the operation of fashion design. When the seasons change, when encountering new big-name products, he will always carefully choose a few sets for Yan Chuyang if they are suitable for Yan Chuyang.
He really likes watching Yan Chuyang wear the clothes he bought, and also likes the feeling of matching Yan Chuyang's clothes himself, which makes him feel that the two of them are very close, as if they are old acquaintances who have known each other for a long time, and they are very close to each other. learn.
But Yan Chuyang didn't seem to like the things he gave, unless he forced him, he would always wear the sets he bought himself back and forth.
Although his own outfits are also very cute, T-shirt denim, simple, very suitable for his sunny and delicate personality, but Wei Qing just feels uncomfortable.
Yan Chuyang seemed to be deliberately keeping the distance between the two of them apart, as if getting too close to him was a bad thing.
Wei Qing sighed and closed the cabinet, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a pile of cash on the bedside table, and there was a note under the money.