Seeing Gong Xiangyi's actions, everyone present was very shocked, especially Jin Shangyu, whose eyeballs almost fell out. She always thought that Lin Wenbo loved Gong Lixin so much, but why is he hugging Gong Lixin's sister now? This is really a drama of family ethics!
Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at the boy.
Gong Lixin has a strong sense of territory like a beast, and no one is allowed to touch anyone who is classified as his own, but in his heart, Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran are the two with the most special status. Since Gong Xiangyi had already thrown Lin Wenbo into his arms, it was impossible to take it back! Seeing the scene of the two hugging each other, he was startled at first, and when he came back to his senses, he narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to throw Gong Xiangyi out.
"Don't!" Song Haoran whispered, quickly grabbed his wrist and shook his head. They couldn't move at this time, Uncle Gong and Mr. Lin were watching, they would have to pass out from anger if they got the truth out. Their relationship will not be hidden for a lifetime, but now is not a good time to reveal it.
"Don't you want to eat fried chrysalis? We're done eating the chrysalis, let's go into the woods and pick some back." Song Haoran patted the boy's tense back and said softly, pointing to Father Gong and Lin The old man looked.
That's right, an old man like Grandfather Lin should be like what those furnaces said, he hates Longyang's things the most, so I can't implicate Brother Lin. Gong Lixin figured it out, suppressed the hostility in his heart, and left with Song Haoran with a straight face. After receiving his order to move freely, Jin Shanghui had already rushed into the jungle without a trace.
"I'll go too." Dou Heng followed behind the young man like a shadow, causing Song Haoran to look at him meaningfully several times.
Seeing Xiaoxin leaving with a worried face, Lin Wenbo was very annoyed, and it took a lot of effort to break away Gong Xiangyi's arm that was wrapping around his neck. If Father Gong hadn't been watching from the sidelines, he would have lost his temper a long time ago. Gong Xiangyi is always so emotional, she comes whenever she wants, and leaves whenever she wants, as if the whole world should revolve around her, never considering other people's mood.
"What's the matter with you?" Lin Wenbo asked impatiently with a serious face.
"Wenbo, these are dried earthworms, not beef strips. You've been lying to me." Gong Xiangyi spread out half of the dried earthworms in her palm, and her eyes began to flood again.
The more she knew that Lin Wenbo treated her well, the more she regretted what she had done. She has come to this point with Lin Wenbo, and she is actually very clear that the root cause lies in her change of mentality. She was reborn with resentment towards Lin Wenbo, although she still loves Lin Wenbo, she can no longer trust him wholeheartedly. When the two are together, she thinks more about how to control each other, how to hold on to each other, and how to avoid the tragedy of the previous life. The desire to win has long surpassed that little love.
If you don't give wholeheartedly, of course you won't get your wholehearted return. It was she who pushed Lin Wenbo away bit by bit until she reached this point. Now she gradually finds out that Lin Wenbo treated her well in her previous life. She pretended to be strong, and the mask of being meaningless could no longer hold on. She regretted it very much and wished she could be born again and start over from scratch.
"When did I lie to you that it was beef strips? Are you crying because of that?" Lin Wenbo frowned, his handsome face showing a hint of impatience. Seeing everyone looking at him with gossip, he got up and waved, motioning Gong Xiangyi to talk to him in another place. Under Gong's father's earnest eyes, he couldn't say many straightforward and hurtful words.
Gong Xiangyi immediately wiped away her tears and followed. Seeing their backs disappearing into the jungle, Father Gong and Old Master Lin looked at each other and fell silent. Father Gong naturally hoped that his daughter could continue to be with Wenbo, but Mr. Lin didn't think so. Although Gong Xiangyi seemed to be getting better, she was shocked and looked like a fragile product. In the last days, the partner you are looking for must be strong and capable. The couple can support each other and take care of each other best. One cannot always take care of the other. If the grandson was really with Gong Xiangyi, wouldn't he be dragged to death? Anyway, he would never agree.
For the first time, the two old men did not agree on one thing.
Gong Lixin frowned and walked deep into the dense forest. Song Haoran followed behind, looked at Dou Heng who was walking side by side with him, and said, "Let's look for them separately." The meaning of chasing people was obvious.
Dou Heng looked at the boy's angry back, and at a few bees flying in the jungle, and nodded in agreement. Where there are bees, there are honeycombs. He remembered that Gong Lixin liked to eat sweets, but it's a pity that candy is a luxury in the last days and has almost disappeared. He should be happy if he finds honey.
"Dou Heng seems to like following you very much." When Dou Heng walked away, Song Haoran put his arms around the boy's shoulders and asked casually.
"Well, I like him to follow me too." Gong Lixin nodded. Although he doesn't need someone to protect him, knowing that there is such a person by his side, following him with a sense of protection, and he can see him as long as he turns his head, that feeling is especially reassuring for him.
Song Haoran's eyes darkened, he didn't want to continue this topic, the more he talked, it would only make Li Xin pay more attention to Dou Heng. Seeing the boy frowning and pouted, he was obviously still worried about the scene just now, he tried to tell a few old-fashioned jokes, and finally coaxed the boy to show his face again.
The two went into the jungle, and when they saw the pupae attached to the branches, they took them off and packed them in bags. The chrysalis only need to be fried with a little peanut oil, evenly sprinkled with salt grains, and it is a rare delicacy. It is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and it has a sweet fragrance, which makes people want to swallow it all with their tongues.
Gradually shifting his mind to food, Gong Lixin quickly put aside the matter just now and concentrated on searching. The boy pouted his round buttocks and bent down to look for the chrysalis in a bush. His black T-shirt was caught by a branch, revealing a white and delicate waist, which was really eye-catching.
Song Haoran was originally focused on finding food, but when he saw this beautiful scenery, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but think of the embarrassing incident when he hugged a boy in the car and was stimulated by his soft buttocks. The scorching heat flowed from the groin all over his body, his eyes darkened, he took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand to caress the boy's slender waist.
"Brother Song, what are you doing?" Gong Lixin straightened up, his ears turning red.
"I miss you, we didn't have time to be together along the way, don't you miss me?" His lips moved close to the boy's ear and whispered, Song Haoran's breath was hot, making the boy's pink ear tips turn bright red quickly.
"Think." Gong Lixin was bewitched, his eyes were blurred, his light white hand caressed the man's broad back, and he wandered around. At the age of 19, it is the time when the body is most hungry and thirsty, and it cannot withstand teasing at all.
Song Haoran gasped, licked and kissed the young Yubai's ear arrogantly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Someone will come here at any time, I want you here, are you afraid that people will see you if you shoot?" The part of his crotch that had already stood tall hit the boy's soft belly, silently expressing his desire.
In the previous life, Xiao Lin even let Gong Lixin and the furnaces cooperate in public for fun. His sense of shame and moral bottom line have long been worn away by Xiao Lin, so he doesn't care about being seen or heard by others, so he nodded impatiently and said, "Don't be afraid, I want it!" He said as he untied the man's belt.
"Don't worry, I don't want people to look at you!" Song Haoran smiled lowly, and while sucking on his beautiful white neck, he quickly took off his coat, tied it around his waist, and then took off his pants and threw them away. Going to the side, stroked his lovely jade pillar that had already stood upright.
"Hmm~" Gong Lixin raised his head and snorted, reaching into the man's underwear to caress the purple-red giant that was several laps bigger than him.
The two tossed and turned and kissed, their bodies were tightly pressed together and rubbed together, and when they kissed passionately, they would utter groans that made people blush and heartbeat. Song Haoran comforted the young man's front with one hand, and inserted his other hand into his groin, the tender and firm chrysanthemum was overflowing with honey juice in a short while, and when his fingers went in and out, there would be an incomparably obscene sound of water, which made Song Haoran aroused Almost crazy.
"Baby, you're wet here, let me taste it." Biting the boy's red and swollen lips, he leaned the boy against a tree trunk, put one of the boy's legs on his shoulder, and squatted down to bury him. I went to lick and kiss the place dripping with juice, and kept caressing the high-spirited jade pillar with my hands. The crisp sound of Yun sucking followed, and the place was poked and licked by the soft tip of the tongue, which attracted a surge of pleasure like electricity, making Gong Lixin groan again and again, his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up, so he could only grab it with his hands. He grabbed the man's hair, panting and begging, "Don't do it anymore, I'm coming, come in quickly."
The boy's voice was full of tears, soft and waxy, like a kitten in love, and he wanted someone to hug him into his arms and love him dearly. Song Haoran's crimson pupils burst into a strange light. He stood up, took off his trousers, put the young man's slender and straight legs around his waist, and pushed him vigorously against the tree trunk. Once inserted to the end, he began to move crazily.
The young man was staggered by the top, and could only cling helplessly to the man's strong arm. The corners of the peach pink eyes were filled with a few gleams of pleasure due to waves of overwhelming pleasure, making him even more insanely beautiful.
Song Haoran held the back of his head with one hand, and licked the wet and salty corners of his eyes with the tip of his tongue. He was intoxicated by the pleasure of his body and the satisfaction of his soul. Lingling to death, no wonder Lingan used the word 'to death' to describe it, it was so appropriate, every time, he wished he could die in the body of a young man. Major General Song, who is upright and serious on weekdays, will lose all reason once he is with the boy he loves, like a beast immersed in carnal desire.
Half an hour later, the two let out a muffled grunt at the same time, venting their anger. Song Haoran caught the white turbidity sprayed by the boy with his hands, wiped it on the tree trunk behind him, held the boy and stood for a while before reluctantly pulling out the semi-soft thing. The essence injected into the boy's body immediately flowed down the buttocks and thighs, and landed on the ground covered with dead leaves, and the strong sandalwood smell spread into the air.
Pulling a piece of soft leaves to help the boy clean up, Song Haoran helped him get dressed, told him to go back to the camp for dinner, and then slowly cleaned up his messy lower body.
"Come out." Putting on his pants, he called to a dark bush.
Holding a large piece of hive dripping with honey in his hand, Dou Heng walked out slowly, his expression was as stern as usual, if you don't look at his towering lower body.
Song Haoran's red pupils swept across his passionate crotch, his face darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Do you like to peek?"
"Didn't you let me see it on purpose?" Dou Heng glanced at him and asked back. When he came by himself, the man's more violent movements were enough to explain the problem.
Song Haoran smiled, and said slowly, "He is mine."
"Are you sure he belongs to you alone?" It wasn't you who I saw last time! Leaving behind the last sentence, Dou Heng held the beehive and walked towards the camp with a blank expression. Such a provocation is really unnecessary, he just needs to look at the boy from a distance, and he never thought of getting it. It is precisely because he cherishes and is too precious that he is afraid to take that step, just because he is not sure what the result will be in the future. Maybe he can get what he wants, or maybe he will lose it completely. This one-half chance of winning restrains his surging emotions, making him willing to stay where he is. He couldn't bear the slightest risk of losing his youth.
Song Haoran stared at Dou Heng's back, and after a long time, he smiled and raised his heels.