Jing Lin leaned back, his shoulders against the wall. He didn't want to speak, and the little stone man stuck his head against his cuff, trying to run out to resolve his deeply hidden embarrassment.
Cang Ji knew what to do, and only said: "A promise, a thousand dollars, do you want to deny it?"
"Where to bite?" Jing Lin asked.
"The arm." Cang Ji paused for a while, then said, "It's too ordinary. Let's just use fingers."
Jing Lin felt that Cang Ji was different from before, and these differences gradually revealed through Cang Ji's eyes and words, which made Jing Lin feel familiar and vaguely powerless. Cang Ji seems to be very familiar with his weakness and hiddenness, and the closer he gets, the more unstoppable he becomes.
This fat fish is like opening a hole that Jing Lin doesn't understand, making Jing Lin's half-understood romantic skills into a childish joke, both naive and green.
What Cang Ji does not understand, Cang Di can do with ease.
A year ago, the two of them were tit for tat. Although the koi who had just turned into adults were full of vigor, they were reckless and frank. But now that he has changed his attacking method, it has become as difficult to grasp as fog, and he is mainly anti-customer, and he is confident about Jinglin's weaknesses.
"It's enough to open a little." Cang Ji was tireless in teaching, wiped his two fingers, and said in a normal tone, "Bite for a while."
Jinglin pinched the stone in his sleeve and said, "You have to tell me the truth."
"It's natural." Cang Ji sat in a different position and squeezed in front of Jing Lin, making the cushion a barrier between the two.
Jinglin's face was calm, and he hesitated for a while when Cang Ji handed over his fingers.
Cang Ji put his head in one hand, shook his fingers lightly, and said, "I usually bite you, so I feel bad about it, so I made a special trip to pick an opportunity for you to bite and relieve your cravings. The gap is quite rare, come on. "
Jinglin opened his mouth slightly suspiciously, his eyes tested Cang Ji's expression, and seeing Cang Ji talking and laughing with ease, he just bit his fingertips between his teeth.
Cang Ji said, "Bite for a while, and I dig in."
The fingers were caught between the wet lips and tongue, and the first two knuckles were slowly buried in it.
Warm and utterly soft.
Cang Ji's throat was dry, he restrained and did not stir, but said more generally: "Is it blocking your tongue? Don't pay attention. If it's uncomfortable, just avoid your fingers."
Jinglin's eyes were calm, and the tip of his tongue really went around his fingertips, but his mouth was so big, where could there be any place separated by the long fingers? So the tip of the tongue probed back cautiously.
Cang Ji felt the soft licking and said, "Aren't you going to bite me? Use some force."
Jing Lin bit Cang Ji's fingers between his teeth, but those fingers touched his inner cavity wall. Cang Ji's finger pads slowly scraped against the inner wall, Jing Lin suddenly shivered a little, and he wanted to spit out his fingers.
But Cang Ji resisted him, and Jing Lin was disturbed by the scraping, and the numbness that jumped up was like a spark. His mouth was half open, his bright red tongue pushed against his fingers bewildered.
Cang Ji opened his mouth and said, "We know each other naturally. Fourteen hundred years ago..." He paused for a moment, then said, "Do you want to listen to me?"
Jing Lin nods and shakes his head and feels inappropriate, Cang Ji has already acquiesced to him.
"It's a long story." Cang Ji frowned slightly and said, "Is it too long?"
The finger retreated a little, then inserted it again. Cang Ji has a good grasp of proportions. He seems to turn a blind eye to Jing Lin's gradually foggy eyes, but he is always staring at Jing Lin.
The feeling of the soft wall being rubbed became extraordinarily shameful with Cang Ji's unobtrusive gaze, Jing Lin's back was against the wall of the car, but it seemed like he was being kneaded by Cang Ji. His lips were flushed with body fluid, and his Adam's apple slid, not wanting the body fluid to leak out.
It's dying.
Cang Ji couldn't tell what he was saying, and he couldn't move his eyes at all. Jing Lin's impatient and labored appearance made Cang Ji think elsewhere, and he almost wanted to take out this Buddhist scripture and read it.
Jing Lin's lips were stirred, and his eyes were a bit like breaking the spring water. There was already a flush on his neck, and he looked at Cang Ji with forbearance, but he didn't know that this would not make Cang Ji feel kindness at all.
Cang Ji suddenly pulled out his fingers, both of which were wet. His throat was tight, and his abdomen was also hot. He felt that this was because he had not been a bad embryo for too long. He should be more advanced, just block Jing Lin with his chest in this cramped space, knead him with a heavy hand, and then turn Jing Lin over and over to make him cry.
Jinglin suddenly raised his arms to cover his face, and Cang Ji stared at him, inexplicably overflowing with laughter.
"Actually, something has been hidden from you for a long time." Cang Ji stroked Zheng Jinglin's face with a hand that had never been touched with body fluid, "Do you want to know?"
The flushing between Jinglin's neck did not subside, and he said, "Where is this biting?!"
"You licked this." Cang Ji raised his two fingers and said maliciously, "I said 'bite'. It's you who can't bear to bite me, and it's you who licked me in awe, Jinglin, I so innocent."
Jing Lin stopped talking.
Cang Ji sneered: "I thought you were the most daring, why do you still need to use a stone to speak a word? What do you call it, it is you."
Jinglin said, "I am not."
"Aren't you?" Cang Ji suddenly approached, he said, "I don't want it to come out today."
The stone in Jinglin's sleeve rolled several times, and he said, "What are you hiding from me?"
"I'm hiding an earth-shattering thing from you."
"I don't believe it." Jing Lin paused and felt that he had said this.
"Believe it or not, it's up to me to say it or not." Cang Ji said.
"Then tell me." Jing Lin said.
"I want me to tell you so easily." Cang Ji touched Ding Jinglin's forehead with his forehead, "Am I at a loss?"
"I noticed it." Jing Lin said, "...You have grown a lot."
"You called me a stupid fish before." Cang Ji said, "It's too late to regret it now."
Jing Lin wanted to sneer, but Cang Ji pinched his cheeks again.
"I noticed it too." Cang Ji said deeply.
Jing Lin said, "What did you notice?"
"You are so ruthless to me." Cang Ji said melancholy, "Lin Song-jun got out of bed and turned his face and didn't recognize anyone. Haven't you heard the saying that the wife of a scumbag won't leave the court?"
Jing Lin suddenly had some doubts, he said, "I don't remember me and you..."
"You yourself said that you don't remember." Cang Ji moved away and leaned on Jing Lin's side.
Jing Lin settled for a long time, then suddenly turned sideways and looked at Cang Ji seriously, and said, "You told me, did we really get married?"
Cang Ji played with Mingzhu, glanced at Jinglin, and said, "Don't you feel familiar when you and I are happy? Look, it's a matter of nature from the beginning of taking off your clothes. Last time you..." He paused, It became ambiguous and sensational, "When you help out, don't you feel that the size is suitable, like a duck in water?"
Jinglin was flustered, and he said steadily: "My past is clear, and I didn't remember this love with you in the Wangchuan River."
"There's nothing like this." Cang Ji lowered his head slightly and looked at the pearl between his fingers, "The one who saves you is also the one who saves me. He put you and me together, which shows that he knows the hidden feelings in it. Ming. Come on, in order to prove that I am the real gentleman, I will tell you something more."
Jing Lin listened carefully.
"You used to have scars on your back, and there was a mark half an inch above your waist. I fell in love with you once, and touched it once." Cang Ji said, raising the corners of his lips, "There are waves in the warm water. , I will hold your legs with both arms and squeeze them lightly, because you are used to calling 'lighter'. You used to love me so much that you never called me emperor."
Jing Lin was mixed with suspicion and said, "Then what am I calling you?"
Cang Ji restrained his wickedness and said solemnly, "You call me my brother."
Jinglin looked at him silently, leaned forward a little, and said, "Liar."
Cang Ji let Jing Lin look at it, and asked back, "Is my description wrong? If you don't believe me, try calling it a few times."
Jing Lin said, "I don't want it."
Cang Ji said: "Mother has already shouted, hurry up."
Jinglin picked up the scroll and said, "I don't want to be fooled."
"You are a puppy." Cang Ji pressed on Jinglin's shoulder from behind, and said, "If it's false, you will notice it if you shout."
Jinglin stared at the words for a while and said, "...You don't make fun of me."
"I put you in my heart." Cang Ji whispered, "How could I be willing to lie to you?"
Jinglin's fingertips were a little cold, and he was silent for a while, and said in a sincere tone: "...Brother."
drive me home.
Jing Lin suddenly recalled this sentence, and his fingertips subconsciously felt a sharp pain, as if the sentence was repeated in pain.
The dark carriage was like a dark sarcophagus, and Jing Lin saw a blood-stained stone wall in a trance. He thought there was writing on it, but he only saw layers of lines.
Jing Lin suddenly came back to his senses, and he felt a fever in his chest. But there was sourness buried in his eyes, but he didn't know where the sadness was.
Can he still be sad
He was already dead.
He couldn't tell happiness, couldn't taste heartbeat. He was even as heartless as others said.
How could he be sad.
Jing Lin said: "... This is not... "
"It's genuine." Cang Ji tightened his arms, and he said, "Isn't this Jing Lin? Isn't it you that I'm holding in my arms?"
"I'm chasing you..." Jinglin tilted her head and asked complicatedly, "I love you?"
"I'm chasing you." Cang Ji did not answer, but repeated firmly, "I love you."
Jing Lin was stunned by this, and the stone between his sleeves finally rolled out at the right time, and circled around the legs of the two in disbelief. Cang Ji retracted his toes and directly stuffed the stone back into his sleeve.
"I love you." Cang Ji intensified, "I love Linsong Jun Jinglin. Why don't you look at me? You are so hot. Does it make you feel hot or embarrassed when I say this?"
Jinglin's lip line tightened without saying a word.
Cang Ji said, "If you don't look at me, I'll talk for one night."
Jinglin immediately turned his head, and his eyes were frightened and frightened. This was his look back in this patchwork body. He even said a little awkwardly: "I don't want to...I don't want to listen."
"Really." Cang Ji stressed, "Then not only do I love you, but I also want to hug you, rub you, and hug you. Don't you want to listen? Don't listen to me and I won't say anything—how can you think so beautifully!"
Shitou struggled in Cang Ji's sleeve and couldn't escape. Jing Lin stayed for a while, and even raised his hand to cover his ears. There was no expression on his face, but he gradually became embarrassed under Cang Ji's gaze.
"... Then I'll say it too!"
Cang Ji laughed: "I can't ask for it, come on, I'm all ears."