Yan Rong felt a little pain and a little angry, but he endured it.
It is he himself who is willing to exchange the only thing that can be exchanged for what he wants. It is Wang Jin's freedom to use what method to take it away.
In a sense, when he agreed to be Wang Jin's bed partner, he was no different from a prostitute.
From the beginning to the end, Wang Jin didn't want to love him, nor did he want to have sex with him, but to whore him.
Thinking of this, he felt that he should be more numb.
But Wang Jin kept teasing him. For a boy who had only had sex twice, some stimulation was simply unbearable.
Soon Wang Jin felt hot flashes in his palms.
Then, he was in a daze for a while out of season.
He's in a bad mood today, and as a good-looking adult unmarried male with a decent income and a nice bed partner whose parents never push him to marry, he has no good reason to be in a bad mood.
He lowered his head, and found that Yan Rong, who should have been weak and confused, was quietly looking at him with cold and arrogant eyes, and immediately closed his eyes after meeting his sight.
For just a moment, Wang Jin's heart fluttered.
Those beautiful blue eyes were dyed reddish and moist by the tide of emotion, and with those eyes, the boy was a bit special and sexy, like a proud and seductive puppet cat.
He touched the puppet cat's face, and asked in the usual tone: "Are you very hot, have a fever?"
Yan Rong opened his eyes, but didn't look directly at him, looked elsewhere and said, "I'm not hot."
Wang Jin said, "It's very hot inside."
Yan Rong was embarrassed by this sentence, and couldn't help shrinking again.
Wang Jin begged for mercy jokingly: "Baby, don't suck me."
Yan Rong blurted out: "Who is your baby?"
Wang Jin didn't answer this sentence, but patted his buttocks, and coaxed him softly: "Hey, relax, let me come out first."
Of course Yan Rong didn't take that "baby" seriously, he hated Wang Jin's frivolous calling of him.
He took a breath and slowly relaxed, and Wang Jin slowly pulled out.
He was a little surprised, he thought Wang Jin said "come out".
Wang Jin put on his trousers, took a wet towel from under the coffee table, and wiped Yan Rong clean with gentle movements. After cleaning him, he said, "I'm going to wash my hands. You can play by yourself for a while."
One second he was still an obscene demon, but the next second he returned to his usual appearance.
Yan Rong thought silently, schizophrenia.
Before Wang Jin came back, he tidied up his clothes, and sat on the sofa with his legs tightly together.
He thought of an embarrassing thing.
He told Bo Tu that he wanted to stay here for a few days, and he also brought his winter homework and a change of clothes. He had already thought that he might have sex with Wang Jin anytime, anywhere, but he forgot that besides sex, he also had sex with Wang Jinyou outside contact.
Wang Jin came down from upstairs and changed his clothes.
Yan Rong pretended not to be embarrassed at all, and said, "Wang Jinzhou, I want to stay here for a few days."
Wang Jin, whose name was changed again, laughed and said, "I saw your suitcase."
Seeing that he had no intention of refusing, Yan Rong said, "I can help you with housework."
Wang Jin smiled and said: "No, I hired someone to do it. I usually don't come back for dinner. Can you do it yourself?"
Yan Rong didn't understand what he meant, and said, "I don't use the kitchen, I order takeaway."
Wang Jindao: "I mean, eating alone is easy to be sad."
Yan Rong said: "I often eat alone, I don't feel sad."
"Then you're pretty good," Wang Jin smiled again, and said, "I can't."
Yan Rong didn't quite understand what he said, so he simply didn't answer.
Wang Jin looked at him and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Yan Rong knew what he was asking, and it still hurt a little, because Wang Jin was too rough just now.
He said, "It doesn't hurt."
Wang Jin didn't ask any more questions, went over to pick up his suitcase, and said, "Come, let me show you your room."
Yan Rong was taken aback, his room
Wang Jin had already walked up the stairs, and he hurriedly got up to follow, still wondering if the Chinese sentence had other meanings.
Wang Jin took him to a room on the third floor, opened the door, and introduced: "The lighting here is good, suitable for homework, and it's quiet. I can't hear the movement downstairs. I come back late every day, and it won't affect you. Rest. What do you think?"
Yan Rong: "... very good."
Wang Jin put down the suitcase and said, "Then you pack it yourself, the wardrobe and desk drawers are empty."
Yan Rong nodded, Wang Jin wanted to leave, then remembered again, and added: "Oh, the WiFi password is 'Wang Jin's Diamond JJ', 'JJ' is a capital letter, and the rest are Chinese pinyin, do you know pinyin? "
Yan Rong: "... yes."
Wang Jin didn't feel that the password was stupid when he was a junior in high school, so he left with a graceful smile.
Yan Rong stayed like this.
It was quite different from the overnight life he had imagined.
Until the weekend, not only did Wang Jin not harass him all the time, nor did he ask to have sex with him every night, except for sending him upstairs on the first day, Wang Jin never came to this room again.
Until Friday night, when he was leaning against the bed and watching a movie on a tablet, Wang Jin called and said, "Are you asleep?"
He knew what Wang Jin wanted to do, he was a little nervous, but he still said: "Not yet, just wait a moment, I'll go downstairs after taking a shower."
But Wang Jin said, "That's right, come down and let's wash together."
Wang Jin is undoubtedly a master of flirting, Yan Rong went from being at a loss when he first entered the bathroom, to gradually becoming confused and infatuated, the water temperature of the water heater has only dropped a few degrees.
Yan Rong's figure is considered to be medium-high among his classmates, but in front of Wang Jin, he is obviously very petite. Wang Jin can pick him up in any way, and the suspended position is convenient for entering deeper places.
Wang Jin's sense of satisfaction is huge, he likes to have sex with this boy, and he likes to see the boy reluctantly but crying for orgasm.
He came out of the bathroom with Yan Rong in his arms, and did it again on the bed. In the end, Yan Rong kept moaning comfortably while pushing his shoulder.
He was enjoying Yan Rong's body, but he was hypocritically worried that Yan Rong might be trained to be a slut before he turned into a slut.
After finishing, he asked: "Do you want to go back upstairs and sleep, or stay here?"
Yan Rong closed his eyes and didn't answer him, already fell asleep from exhaustion.
He helped Yanrong cover the quilt, put on a coat by himself, and came back after smoking on the balcony.
Yan Rong on the bed changed his posture, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was in a deep sleep, the blush after lust was still on his pretty face.
Wang Jin lay down next to him softly, before turning off the light, he habitually touched the mobile phone next to the bed to take a look.
There is a new text message from an unknown number: "I have fixed the time, the plane will arrive in Beijing next Thursday, and I can only stay for half a day. Are you really not free to meet me?"
Wang Jin frowned, threw the phone aside, and turned off the light.