Wei Qian actually doesn't know how to kiss, it's a technical job, he has never done it before.
Gentle, he only knows how to send a child to sleep, just stick it lightly, he can't imagine the violent one.
Well, in fact, Wei Qian flipped through a little yellow book on Lin Qing’s desk during his lunch break. Unfortunately, after reading it, he was still at a loss and couldn’t get any guidance from it, because according to the fantasy description of “kiss” in the book , his barren imagination did not construct any action that a human being can do, let alone associate
After Wei Qian watched it at the time, the special shot of martial arts movies in the 1980s and 1990s appeared in his mind, that is, the kind where a series of kicks flashing colorful aurora explode behind the protagonist.
So all he could do was ravage Wei Zhiyuan's lips as if venting his anger.
In autumn, the climate in the north is dry, and people's lips are prone to peeling. Wei Zhiyuan neglected to take care of it, so it broke with a light pull. Wei Qian quickly tasted a bit of blood, and he slightly recovered from his fluctuating mood. Coming over, I found out in embarrassment that I was like a pervert like this, it was too gentle and disrespectful.
He just wanted to retreat a little, but suddenly Wei Zhiyuan grabbed the back of his head fiercely and fought back greedily.
It was different from the first time - after that annual meeting, he punched Wei Zhiyuan with his own hands, and then only remembered that he was shocked and angry, and had no other impressions.
This time, Wei Qian hesitated for a moment, and Wei Zhiyuan poked into his mouth with lightning speed, sweeping every corner he could touch.
Feeling numb from the stimulation, Wei Qian forgot to breathe for a moment.
Wei Zhiyuan held Wei Qian's waist with one hand at some point, and Wei Qian couldn't help but bend his waist back slightly because of the pull by him. Most adults' waists are not that soft, and after a while, they will feel very strenuous. Wei Qian I feel like a bow being bent by Wei Zhiyuan.
His tense muscles had already started to sore, and he involuntarily stretched out his hands to support the wall, but Wei Zhiyuan was still unwilling to let go.
At some point, Wei Zhiyuan's hand rolled up the hem of his pajama top, Wei Zhiyuan's palm was on fire, it was hot, not like a caress, it was so heavy that it almost seemed as if he wanted to take off a layer of his flesh, and he quickly walked past Wei Qian The lower abdomen, continue to the back.
Wei Qian felt that his waist was pinched hard, the pain made him tremble, and then a numbness rushed up his spine, his waist suddenly softened, he struggled a little, and there was a muffled sound in his throat. , a protesting murmur.
Afterwards, Wei Qian felt something under his crotch resisting him.
He stiffened involuntarily.
At this moment, Wei Zhiyuan finally ended the kiss. He suppressed his shortness of breath slowly and tremblingly. After a long while, he sighed in a low voice. It seemed that he had used great perseverance to force himself to let go and let go slowly. Open Wei Qian.
Wei Qian felt that his center of gravity was not right, so he leaned back a bit, and took two steps back to stabilize himself.
The light was not turned on in the room, Wei Zhiyuan leaned against the door, his eyes were like a wolf's, even in the dark, they were shining with an inconceivable, almost hungry light, and his chest heaved violently.
Wei Qian skipped a beat in his heart, and then spurned himself desperately: "What am I doing?"
"Qian'er," Wei Zhiyuan called him, but changed his name, his voice was as hoarse as metal scratched through rough sandpaper, "I've been fucking missing you for almost ten years, can you stop testing me like this? I can't help it."
Wei Qian was speechless.
"You, forget it, wait for me to take it easy." Wei Zhiyuan's breathing was extremely heavy, he seemed a little angry, and went straight to Wei Qian's bed—the chair was full of things, and there was no place to sit.
Wei Qian's quilt was spread out on one side, and there was still a bit of ambiguous warmth inside. Wei Zhiyuan didn't expect his desire to be ignited by him so easily. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he just hung his legs on the ground and lay down on his upper body. , like a prone lion, closed his eyes, and lay down on Wei Qian's pillow for a short while.
Wei Zhiyuan intended to be quiet for a while, to appease his desire, but soon, he found that this was a bad idea.
In view of the behavior of someone laying down to sleep without drying their hair, the pillow towel left a very obvious smell of shampoo, and the darkness magnified Wei Zhiyuan's sensitive sense of smell. In addition to shampoo, he also smelled the faint smell of bath water mixed in it. Liquid taste, and a certain unique smell belonging to Wei Qian.
The smell surrounded him provocatively from all directions, but not only that, but also the slightly sunken bed, and the quilt behind him with Wei Qian's body temperature. After rubbing against each other, a strand of Wei Qian's hair was actually stuck to the side of his face.
"Fuck!" Wei Zhiyuan was completely irritable. He was not a quick-tempered person by nature, not to mention that he had been concentrating on self-cultivation all these years, and he almost couldn't remember the last time he was so irritable.
Like a corpse, he sat up abruptly, and said in a low voice, "My blood vessels are about to rupture."
Wei Qian seemed to be a little out of shape. Up to this point, he thought his calm mind was blank. Two steps away, he asked in an awkward manner: "What did you call me just now?"
Through the thin moonlight, Wei Zhiyuan saw his complex and chaotic expression, several buttons on his chest were undone by himself, Wei Qian didn't seem to notice, the narrow strip on his chest was exposed.
"Just torment me." Wei Zhiyuan stood up, struggling to control his behavior in the raging desire, but he couldn't control his mouth, he said, "Wei Qian, I really hate you."
When passing by, Wei Qian suddenly grabbed Wei Zhiyuan's wrist.
His almost blank expression was shattered by Wei Zhiyuan's venting words just now, and he seemed to regain his calmness in an instant, and his tone sounded calmer.
Wei Qian said, "Go to bed, I'll help you."
Wei Zhiyuan's strong heart was stuck again. He only remembered that he was gently pushed by Wei Qian, and immediately "floated" back to the bed as if he had no weight. He didn't know where his revolutionary spirit died. Just as Wei Qian's cold hand reached into his pants, before he touched it, he already shivered and cried out.
With his virtue, Wei Qian relaxed on the contrary, and even impulsively insulted him casually: "What are you calling? I read the lines too early-I said you don't want to be surprised? Are you making trouble with cats?"
Wei Zhiyuan's rationality has long been shattered into scum. Although Wei Qian's methods are sloppy and rough, in the hands of people who think about it day and night, the technical problems of minor details are nothing.
Wei Zhiyuan called him indiscriminately, sometimes it was "Brother" and sometimes it was his name, his mind was lost.
It must not be very comfortable. Wei Qian knows this very well. When he dismisses himself, he is always very numb. It feels better than when the blind man in the massage shop massages the cervical spine. Upside down
Wei Qian is used to others being dependent and obedient to him. He has always tried his best to make himself more reliable. This is almost the most intimate emotional interaction for him.
But Wei Zhiyuan was different, he walked too close.
Wei Qian couldn't help feeling incredible—is he that good? Where does Xiaoyuan's persistence come from
He has not even received the most natural and unreasonable parental love in his life, and has never established the minimum trust in the world, let alone the illusory
love.
However, he saw his own reflection in Wei Zhiyuan's shining eyes, and felt that kind of extremely intimate connection for the first time, as if he was secretly settled in his heart without his knowledge.
Wei Qian's heart suddenly softened, as if someone had gently scratched him with a feather, and his movements couldn't help being softer even though it was so soft that it still didn't make sense.
Until Wei Qian wiped his hands clean, Wei Zhiyuan still lay on his bed and refused to get up.
Wei Zhiyuan: "Brother."
Wei Qian threw the tissue into the wastebasket: "What's the matter?"
Wei Zhiyuan also called: "Qian'er"
Wei Qian closed the window that had been open most of the night: "Huh?"
Wei Zhiyuan was fine, I just wanted to call him.
The young man closed his eyes on the soft bed, and yelled again, "Qian'er."
This time Wei Qian finally became impatient: "What are you doing? Is there any?"
Wei Zhiyuan laughed to himself, and said in a low voice, "Death is worth it."
This sentence is so sincere that anyone can hear it. Wei Qian's chest choked hard, but he couldn't express it. He just walked over and slapped Wei Zhiyuan's leg: "Get up, the bed sheet will make you turn into a pickle." Skinned."
Wei Zhiyuan got up obediently, and watched him pull up the messy bed sheet, and pull back the quilt that was curled up in a roll in the corner.
"Brother, I can." Wei Zhiyuan paused, "Well, forget it, it's nothing, I'd better go back to my room."
With his back turned to him, Wei Qian couldn't see his expression, but after a second, Wei Qian said calmly, "There's a spare pillow in the cupboard, go and get it."
Wei Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head: "Xiaobao is still at home, you"
Wei Qian interrupted him: "It's all right."
He didn't know that he had told Xiaobao, and it wasn't that he was so immature that he could immediately adapt to this weird relationship and immediately accept the fact that his brother climbed into his bed. Wei Zhiyuan could see that he just didn't want to Just embarrass yourself.
Maybe the accident just now, he also felt that he himself caused it, so he planned to bear it alone in silence.
Wei Zhiyuan gently put down the pillow, got into the quilt, stretched out his hand tentatively, and hugged Wei Qian who had already lay down and closed his eyes, as if falling asleep at the speed of light.
Wei Qian didn't move, didn't open his eyes, he didn't want to show embarrassment in front of that brat, so he put on an air of "it's no big deal" nervously, pretending to be calm.
But ten minutes later, Wei Qian finally couldn't bear to push Wei Zhiyuan's hand away: "Can you stop staring at me like a searchlight?"
Wei Zhiyuan hastily narrowed his eyes and stared.
Well, this time it's a microscope.
He dragged Wei Qian back under the quilt, and said softly, "Go to bed first, I'm still doing today's homework."
Wei Qian: "What homework?"
"Reflect." Wei Zhiyuan closed his eyes, and whispered to Wei Qian, "It started in the morning. When I received the photos, I was happy for a moment, and I even secretly glanced at those photos uncontrollably."
Wei Qian: "Why didn't I see it?"
"I didn't feel it myself." Wei Zhiyuan said, "It's just a flash of thought, so I have to recall it bit by bit afterwards. I remember the pattern of the tea coaster on your desk—I'm in your office It’s been a long time, and I haven’t noticed what coaster you use, but I noticed it today, because the photo on the wall was next to the cup at the time, I must have glanced at it a few times before I was impressed.”
Wei Qian was shocked. He never knew that there were people who studied him like Sherlock Holmes did the autopsy.
Who taught him all this
It can't be the old bear. If the old bear had such a high level of understanding, he would have become a real fairy long ago. Does he still need to pretend to be a fake fairy every day
"I think there are two reasons for this ecstasy," Wei Zhiyuan continued, "One is that I haven't seen the light of your heart for a long time, and of course I hope that it will be upright one day, but that may hurt you and hurt you." There are a lot of people, so this time it was spread through other people's hands, regardless of whether it is true or not, I have the illusion that I got what I wanted in an 'innocent' situation."
He paused, and continued: "Of course, there is a deeper reason, that is, I still want to torture you and accidentally revealed the truth just now. Although I decided to practice for you in my heart, I still can't help but hate you Respond to me, I still can't be completely calm. If I make you suffer because of me, I will have the illusion that I have weight in your heart so that I can pretend that I am important to you, which can be regarded as a sense of existence."
"No, you wait." Wei Qian propped up his upper body, "Do you have such a bloody mess every day before going to bed?"
Wei Zhiyuan opened his eyes and said frankly: "Yes, there is more. I said just now that death is worth it. I really thought so at the time, but now that I look back, I am dissatisfied again. When I hugged you, I had another thought, thinking that it would be great if I could do a full set just now—sufficient greed, a little desire is satisfied, and soon there will be new dissatisfaction.”
Wei Qian: ""
He didn't know how Wei Zhiyuan uttered these words in front of himself, who was delusional at the time.
Wei Zhiyuan smiled at him: "I swear, it's really just a thought, and it hasn't reached the point where it can magnify—you cover it well, don't freeze it."
Before going to sleep that day, Wei Zhiyuan said in Wei Qian's ear: "It's not bloody, people's hearts are separated from the belly, but why bother to protect yourself? Many things are just deceiving yourself and others. It's not good for you to hide. If you hide too much, People tend to be weak, and the more honest you are with yourself, the more invincible you will be.”
The next day, Wei Qian came up with a bit of a cold, maybe it was blown in the first half of the night, or maybe it was because he was always worried that the single quilt was too small in the second half of the night, so he always pushed the quilt towards Wei Zhiyuan, and finally caught a cold.
But these are all minor details. The most chaotic thing in the morning was when Song Xiaobao got up early and wore earphones to press his legs. Just after one round of pressing and preparing to relax for the second round, he saw her little brother coming out of the big brother's room, still intimately He rushed to the people in the room and asked, "Brother, what do you want to eat in the morning?"
Until Wei Qian came out of the room, Xiao Bao's mouth, which could fit a duck egg, did not close.
Wei Qian glanced at her, didn't explain anything, cleaned up and washed as naturally as possible, and called her over for dinner as usual, but he didn't meet her eyes all morning.
Then he used the excuse of going to work and fled 20 minutes earlier than usual.
There was no one in the meeting room yet, Wei Zhiyuan poured a cup of tea, turned on the computer, and said to Wei Qian: "I forgot to tell you last night, we used some illegal technical means to hack into the computers of several people around Wang Dongliang. , pieced together a little information, they have a yin and yang account, unfortunately it was hand-written, only a few scanned pages were leaked, the information is incomplete, but we are already tracking several accounts involved, let me show you. "
Wei Qian was silent for a moment: "I don't want you to get involved in this kind of thing."
"What do you want from me?" Wei Zhiyuan put his hands on the conference table and asked him with a smile, "Will you write my program silently like a good student, earn some pocket money and ask you for a reward?"
He picked up a sign, twirled it a few times between his fingers, and said with a sigh: "How insecure you are, you only want to have feelings for the things you raise."
Wei Qian said blankly: "Who is raising? You? I'm sick. Raising a bastard like you makes you angry all day long. Why do you become more shameless as you grow older?"
Wei Zhiyuan seemed to like to hear him scold him very much, without refuting a word, he turned the computer screen in front of him with a playful smile, and immediately blocked Wei Qian's mouth.
Half an hour later, the management team arrived.
"The local government has just changed, and the top leader was airborne from another place." San Pang said, "That's why Wang Dongliang was anxious to re-establish relations when something happened at this juncture. The attitude of the municipal people is very ambiguous now. The leader just took office, and he didn't have time to find out how deep the water of the local snake is. Secondly, the leader is about to retire, and he is going to end up with nothing. "
"Whether there is trouble or not, it's up to him, and it's also up to Wang Dongliang." Wei Qian said.
Ma Chunming flipped through some things that were secretly circulated internally, and raised his hands like a gentleman, ready to make a high-level statement: "We can report this person to the judicial organs."
All eyes were on him.
"Shut up." Wei Qian ended his speech briefly with two words.
Ma Chunming was straightforward, and he never hesitated to challenge the big boss on the position he considered important, and immediately jumped up: "I oppose the use of improper means!"
"No one said to use improper means." San Pang pushed him back to his seat, "Doctor, if you don't understand, just listen. The right means are not limited to your straight eyebrows."
"No matter how many excuses he has, this matter must be left to the local government." Wei Qian lit a cigarette, "What did we do? That's dog eat dog."
Ma Chunming: "But Mr. Tan didn't just say that"
"Okay, I'll go over in a couple of days and have a pre-war." San Pang stepped past him and took over Wei Qian's voice.
Ma Chunming looked at him inexplicably.
San Pang usually doesn't care about business, Ma Chunming usually doesn't care about public relations, and the two of them basically talk about each other when they are together.
San Pang sighed, so he had to be patient and explain to this doctor who was like an elm-headed doctor in some respects.
"I can invite a few people from the local police through a few friends in the past, and I have also contacted the discipline inspection side, and I can bring a few more to accompany me." .”
He paused, and added in a low voice: "At that time, the investment department must be asked to complete the project proposal as soon as possible."
The manager of the investment department smiled: "Xiaoyuan and I hit it off right away, with his help, it will definitely be fast."
Although everyone spoke vaguely, Ma Chunming was smart after all. After staying for a while, he still came to his senses. He murmured: "This is too..."
"Keep the internal information confidential, let's end the meeting." Wei Qian patted Ma Chunming on the shoulder without explaining.
"It's too dangerous." Ma Chunming said.
"You have seen a few bad guys, and you dare to say that the world is dangerous?" Wei Qian looked at him and smiled, "I still feel quite at ease."
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