After leaving Gong Xiangyi's room, Song Haoran felt much more at ease. He has accepted everything in the last days, and he can face suffering, hunger and death calmly. When he suddenly saw such a luxurious residence, he thought of two lines of poems—the wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and the road is frozen to death.
"Damn it, I don't know what Gong Xiangyi is thinking about all day long!" His face darkened, and he cursed fiercely.
"Brother Song, what's the matter? Where did Gong Xiangyi offend you?" Gong Lixin pulled his palm and asked with his head raised.
"Li Xin, do you think Gong Xiangyi's room is beautiful? Do you want it?" Song Haoran felt that this was a great opportunity to educate the teenagers, and asked in a low voice after pondering for a while.
"I don't like it." Gong Lixin shook his head without even thinking about it, and said firmly, "If you care too much about material comforts, people will become addicted to it, become unwilling to make progress, and will kill themselves sooner or later. Now is the end of the world and dangers are everywhere. Our The first task is to become stronger, so that you can protect yourself and the people around you. Brother Song, don't envy her. When my strength improves in the future, I can help you get whatever you want."
After saying that, he broke away from Song Haoran's hand, and patted Song Haoran's shoulder reassuringly. Although he was the young master of the underground palace since he was a child, he has always lived a life like an ascetic monk. Only in this way can he have superior strength. Therefore, he can clearly distinguish what is necessary in life and what is dispensable.
Song Haoran was dumbfounded, and looked back at the serious-looking boy with a dazed expression, not knowing why he was being taught by the boy when he originally wanted to give him a political education class. However, the feeling in my heart is not only the irony, but also the touch and satisfaction that almost burst through his chest.
With dark eyes locked on the fair and delicate face of the young man, Song Haoran tried his best to suppress his frantic heartbeat, and said in a hoarse voice, pretending to be joking, "I don't envy her, whether Brother Song can live a good life in the future depends entirely on Li Xin It's gone." Even though he said that, his beating heart was clamoring, wanting to hold the most beautiful things in the world to the young man, and let him get whatever he wanted.
He wants the boy to live in a magnificent room, he wants the boy to eat rare and delicious food, and he wants the boy to be safe and happy every day. Suddenly, he was not so disgusted with Gong Xiangyi's extravagance. As long as he has the ability, he also wants the boy to live that kind of life.
"Leave it on me!" Gong Lixin frowned and patted his thin chest. In a few years, when he reaches the fourth level of martial arts, he should be able to protect everyone around him.
Song Haoran laughed loudly, with a bright and firm brilliance in his eyes, he held the boy's hand tightly, reluctant to let go.
The two walked for a while, and when they were about to go back to their rooms, Gong Lixin seemed to have thought of something, stopped, and said in a low voice, "Brother Song, I almost forgot, Gong Xiangyi made a mistake in another sentence, supernatural powers don't rely on mental power It is mobilized, but it is mobilized by the self-operating rules of the meridians. Go, go to your room, and I will teach you. Brother Lin is not here, so I will teach him next time."
Without any hesitation or doubt, Song Haoran brought Gong Lixin back to the room.
Looking at the room with nothing but a bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a chair, Gong Lixin nodded in satisfaction, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on Song Haoran's bed, and waved to him, "Song Haoran Brother, take off your clothes."
Song Haoran was about to sit next to the young man when he heard that his body stiffened for a moment, and hesitantly asked, "Why?"
"Let me tell you which meridians the supernatural powers in your body are stored in, and which acupoints are released from them." While explaining, he reached out to touch Song Haoran's T-shirt.
"I'll do it myself." Song Haoran raised his brows and pursed his lips, with an uncomfortable expression on his face. Although they were both of the same sex, when he thought of the young man's eyes wandering on him, he felt hot and dry all over his body.
Suppressing the weird feeling in his heart, he took off the black T-shirt on his upper body, revealing his muscular upper body.
Gong Lixin's face remained normal, and he pointed to the big acupoints on his body, and gently drew out the meridians connected to these acupoints with his fingertips, carefully explaining the laws of the meridian operation word by word. His expression was focused, and he didn't realize at all how provocative it was to move his fingertips gently on a man's body.
At first, Song Haoran was able to listen carefully to a few sentences, and he could barely suppress his increasingly scalding body temperature, but when the young man finished describing the laws of the upper body's meridians, he straightaway pulled his belt, took off his trousers, and pointed his fingertips towards him. When the half-soft and half-hard ridge pointed, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed the boy's hand that he loved and hated at the same time.
"This is the way of the young, it connects the meridians of your lower body..." Song Haoran's unfinished words were interrupted by rude movements. Gong Lixin looked at him with eyes full of doubts, but saw that his face was flushed, veins popped out on his forehead, and his temples twitched. It was drumming, and the expression was very ugly.
"Brother Song, what's wrong with you?" He tilted his head with a confused expression.
Song Haoran gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long while, but he was secretly anxious inside, trying to press down the part that was gradually raising his head, but under the young man's focused gaze, not only did that part not become weak, but became harder and harder.
"Damn it!" Song Haoran cursed in a low voice, wanting to get up and avoid it. He didn't dare to let the boy see his ugliness. Ever since the day when he saw the young man's perfect body in the clubhouse, he seemed to be under a certain spell, and he would always think of it and even reminisce about it from time to time, even if he spurned himself countless times in his heart, he couldn't forget it.
"Brother Song, wait a minute." Gong Lixin understood the place where he bulged quickly and opened up a big tent with his underwear, and held Song Haoran's hand who was about to get off the bed.
"Brother Song is emotional." He blinked and pointed out the facts in a flat manner.
Song Haoran didn't dare to look at the young man's expression, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart, he was about to brush away the young man's hand, but his movements froze because of his next words.
"Let me rub it for you, just rub it." Gong Lixin suggested seriously with concern and comfort in his eyes. In the previous life, whenever he was emotional but didn't want to have sex, those furnaces always comforted him in this way. Based on experience, he used it on Song Haoran without thinking.
Song Haoran was stunned, with an expression of being struck by lightning. The boy's fair and smooth little hand took the opportunity to slip into his trousers, held it lightly, and scratched the congested and swollen top with his fingertips.
"Hmm!" The violent electric current spread throughout his body from there, Song Haoran raised his head and moaned, a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, and fell onto his bronzed, muscular chest.
Seeing that his movements were effective, Gong Lixin directly pulled off his trousers, completely liberating the hideous monster. At the same time, the movements of his hands did not stop at all, and he moved up and down rhythmically.
"Damn it! Li Xin, stop it!" Song Haoran was sweating all over his body, making his bronze-colored strong body as if coated with asphalt, extremely sexy. He roared, trying to reach out to stop the boy's movements, but unexpectedly threw the boy down and pressed him tightly, his lowered head was close to the boy's delicate face, and his breath intertwined.
The temperature in the room rose rapidly, as if even the air was burning.
Song Haoran frowned, his sharp eagle eyes fixed on the boy's face, with a forbearing and painful expression on his face. He wanted to stop, but his body involuntarily moved against the boy's palm. He wanted to speak to stop the boy from continuing to play with fire, but his thin lips parted slightly, and what overflowed was an extremely comfortable moan. He couldn't do anything, he could only stare fiercely at the person under him, his fiery gaze contained boundless longing.
"Are you comfortable?" Gong Lixin smiled slightly and asked in a low voice, his clear eyes were not stained with the slightest luster.
Song Haoran's body froze, and the fiery desire to devour the boy was quickly extinguished with a hiss as if being poured by a basin of cold water. He stopped all movements, slumped on the boy's body, buried his head in the warm neck of the boy, panting heavily.
He no longer wants to explore why desire arises, but he is very clear about why it is extinguished. If Li Xin's eyes had been stained with the same fiery color, he might have eaten him without hesitation just now! But Li Xin did not, if he continued, it would be an insult to Li Xin. He should be damned for having such a terrible desire for a person who is like a brother and a child, for an underage child!
Song Haoran, what kind of demon are you possessed! ? Wake up! With repeated entanglements in his heart, he didn't dare to look up at the expression of the person below him.
"Brother Song, why have you softened before you relieved it? Are you sick?" Gong Lixin let Song Haoran hold him down, pinched his weak spot, and asked worriedly.
I'm sick? Who was it? Song Haoran raised his head suddenly, his forehead twitched and looked at the ignorant young man, feeling very powerless in his heart. Li Xin is still a child. Although he has matured a lot recently, he is still a child and doesn't understand anything! At this moment, Song Haoran clearly realized this point, and felt an indescribable loss in his heart.
Maybe I should stay away from him, or find a woman altogether. Although he thought so in his heart, a heavier sense of loss immediately came to his heart, making all his struggles futile. Leaving the young man, just thinking about it makes him feel heartbroken, life would be worse than death, why would he have the heart to find a woman? In this world, Li Xin's significance to him cannot be replaced by anyone! He wanted to accompany Li Xin until the end of his life.
Thinking of this, a thunder slid across Song Haoran's mind, making him stunned on the spot.
Sensing his sudden stiffness, Gong Lixin lifted his upper body slightly, and was about to ask, but heard Lin Wenbo's footsteps gradually approaching the door.
"Brother Song, take care of yourself, Brother Lin is here." Pushing Song Haoran's hard chest, he reminded softly.
"Huh? Good." Song Haoran recovered from the shock, looked at the young man below him with burning eyes, wanted to hold his crimson lips and suck vigorously, but when he lowered his head, he was afraid of scaring him, It made him alienate himself, and in the end he could only retreat to the next best thing, a pious, precious and important kiss on the corner of his mouth.
"Li Xin, grow up quickly! Brother Song has been waiting for you for two years. Huh?" Hiding the love that was so strong that it seemed real, he said in a low voice, stroking the young boy's delicate cheeks.
"Okay!" Thinking that what Song Haoran said was about getting stronger and enjoying, he nodded, and his answer was loud and crisp.
Although he knew that the young man was still ignorant and his answer did not contain the meaning he expected, Song Haoran still smiled contentedly, stood up, and quickly put on his clothes.