Hearing the young man's laughter, "Uncle, you are not too timid. You know that I want you, and you can still soak in the water so calmly."
Wei Shijin waited for the man to say, "If you think you want, you can get it", but he didn't expect him to be fooled and very smart.
Song Min was sleepy, and his brain was slow to respond. Besides, he was also open to it.
The water in the pool is soft, and it will be very comfortable when attached to it. Song Min has not had such a fulfilling day for a long time. He leaned against the stone wall and his eyelids gradually sank.
Wei Shijin answered the phone and came back, and the man fell asleep.
Chapter 153 The Last
Song Min slept very deeply this night. When he woke up, his mouth was a little numb, and there was no abnormality in other parts of his body. There was a sudden voice next to him, "I'll take you to the hot spring, you leave me aside and lie down in the pool by yourself. It really makes me sad to fall asleep."
The man looked at him, his eyes blurred, and the surrounding water vapor drifted into his eyes. Wei Shijin's breath sank, and his upper body leaned closer to him, "Uncle, if you look at me like this, I will think you are waiting for me to hug you."
Song Min yawned, ignoring the youth's teasing, "What time is it?"
Wei Shijin looked at the man with wanton and burning eyes, without any cover, "It's just after nine-thirty, you slept for two hours."
At the same time as he spoke, he rubbed the man's lips in front of him, and the next second he suddenly pulled the man into the water with great force, holding down the man's shoulder and sinking.
Unpredictable, Song Min gasped, the pain on his lips intensified, and the feeling of lack of oxygen in his brain became stronger. He shook his head to wake himself up, raised his hand and grabbed Wei Shijin's hair and pulled it, his legs and feet kept kicking.
Wei Shijin clasped the man's hands, pressed him to the bottom of the pool, and blocked his lips.
Song Min was dizzy and could come out to make trouble. He started to fight back uncontrollably, constantly taking the breath from Wei Shijin's mouth.
Those rotten, stinking times couldn't be suppressed and rushed out, shaken off and soaked in the water, and passed them one by one in front of Song Min's eyes. His pain, grief, and anger were woven together, almost spitting on him. .
Song Min once again used Wei Shijin as a scapegoat, venting his degenerate resentment.
Wei Shijin opened his eyes in astonishment. He didn't expect that the man's counterattack was skillful and crazy, as if he wanted to draw out his soul.
The data shows that the man has been living with Huang Dan for many years, and his relationship is blank. Obviously, the investigation is wrong.
The man's feelings are not only not empty, but also very unforgettable. From time to time, traces of the past left in his life are exposed. Thinking of this, Wei Shijin's heart is inexplicably unhappy, and the strength of holding his shoulders increases.
The lines on Song Min's eyebrows were deeper, he grabbed Wei Shijin's neck, and exchanged the sweet taste in his mouth, which was washed away by the water, and then again.
Wei Shijin's blood was rushing up and down in his blood vessels, and he was about to bàozhà.
The soft water flowed around, Song Min's strength to counterattack was weakening, including his breath, his eyelids also fell.
When Wei Shijin saw this, he grabbed Song Min by the collar, pulled him out of the water and pressed it against the stone wall, squeezed his chin to let him open his mouth, and took a few breaths into his mouth.
Song Min's situation improved, he grabbed Wei Shijin's hand and pulled the person away.
Wei Shijin scratched his wet hair, and he smiled and wiped the blood beads from his lips, "Call me a mad dog, uncle, you are not the same."
Song Min's chest rose and fell greatly, and water droplets rolled down his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were reddish, and what was hidden in them was vaguely stunned, and then poured out the next moment.
Not just stunned, but eager.
Song Min has used this body for decades, and has never moved. He was stimulated by Wei Shijin in the water just now and reacted. It has not disappeared now. , he doesn't want to admit it.
Wei Shijin leaned over with his hands on the stone wall, stopped when he was two inches away from the man, sprayed a slightly warm breath into his neck, pulled the distance closer, and said in his ear, "Uncle, you need me very much now."
Song Min refused on the spot. If Wei Shijin helped him, it would only become more and more chaotic.
Someone from Wei Shijin, if they really backed away after being rejected by Song Min, it would be impossible to crack open the hard shell that Song Min was hiding in, and drag him, who was already moldy and beginning to rot a little bit, into the sun.
The muscles all over his body suddenly tensed, Song Min grabbed Wei Shijin's wrist, but stopped the movement of throwing him away in the next second.
Wei Shijin has been holding qiāng all year round, and there is a thick layer of cocoons on the tiger's mouth. He usually has enough food and clothing by himself, so he is very aware of how men feel at this moment.
"Uncle, I want to hear what you have to say.