Gongsun Zhuoyu leaned over and placed Du Lingchun on the bed, but did not straighten up immediately. He gently flicked Du Lingchun's shirt open with his fingertips, revealing a section of his fair neck, kissed the red cinnabar mole on it, wet and warm: "Company..."
That's sensitive. Du Lingchun's stiff body softened uncontrollably, he trembled slightly, and a wordless sense of panic went straight to the bottom of his heart. I wanted to run away, but there was nowhere to run.
His slender and slender hands fell under him, clenching his belt tightly, his knuckles turning blue. As if it was a dead spot that others could not easily touch.
Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't seem to see his nervousness, and continued to kiss him with a simple tone: "Does the company like me?"
When Du Lingchun heard the words, his blank brain finally regained his senses. He let go of one hand and touched Gongsun Zhuoyu's face in a daze, thinking to himself, this fool, if he didn't like him, would he let him be so reckless.
He tilted his head, looking through the hazy bed curtain, he could vaguely see the oil-paper package on the table with a few leftover rice cakes on it. It was already cold, but Du Lingchun still vaguely remembered its temperature.
"Gongsun Zhuoyu..."
Du Lingchun suddenly wrapped his arms around his neck, so tight that Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't do anything, as if he wanted to embed him in blood before he was willing to give up.
"Um."
Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't move, let him hold it. Through a thin layer of cloth, he heard Du Lingchun's heart beating fast, nervous, uneasy, and frightened, even his fingertips were shaking.
"Company..."
Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his head, continued to kiss his cheek, pried open Du Lingchun's closed teeth, and drove straight in. At the same time, a hand slowly moved down to untie his belt.
Du Lingchun turned his head in pain, and ducked back with a white face: "Don't..."
He couldn't earn Gongsun Zhuoyu, and his tightly clenched hand was gently but firmly opened by the other party, helpless and embarrassing. The moment the belt was undone, Du Lingchun couldn't help closing his eyes, like a prisoner waiting for Ling Chi's death sentence, extremely tormented.
He was shaking violently, like a beast trapped in a cage, and it was difficult to get out of it.
Outside, the lotus pavilion stands in the pond, bright and beautiful under the moonlight. The petals are white, the tips are stained with a little pink, and they bloom like a picture. Unobstructed in the night wind, he showed his body to the fullest.
When Gongsun Zhuoyu took the last step, Du Lingchun suddenly held his hand, so strong that it seemed to crush his wrist bone, his teeth were clenched, and he almost pleaded out a word: "Don't..."
Du Lingchun's eyes were red, he looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu and moved his lips silently, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. Inky pupils shone with fine light in the dark night, pale and weak.
Gongsun Zhuoyu lowered his head to kiss his eyes, the tip of his tongue was salty: "What is the company afraid of?"
Since meeting Gongsun Zhuoyu, Du Lingchun has been afraid of too many things, and he can't explain it clearly, and he is afraid of losing it every day.
He groped in the dark to find a crimson belt, covered Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes tremblingly, and then slowly tightened it. The dazzling red color made the man's complexion even more white, and his face was like a crown jade.
Gongsun Zhuoyu's vision was pitch black, and he tilted his head in confusion: "Company?"
Du Lingchun pressed his forehead, his voice was hoarse, so embarrassed that he was almost ashamed: "It's too ugly..."
He said, "Promise me, don't take it off and don't look at it."
When Du Lingchun said this, he felt that he had torn open a scar that had not healed for decades, and let it drip with blood, and the flesh was blurred, and finally the pain was so painful that his breath was tingling.
Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes were covered with belts, and he couldn't see anything. He groped to touch Du Lingchun's face, but there were cold tears in his hands, and he couldn't help but stop.
Gongsun Zhuoyu said slowly: "Okay, I don't watch..."
Du Lingchun held his face, closed his eyes and kissed him, his heart was full of sadness, some salty and hot liquid fell down in a trance, and even the tip of his tongue was stained with bitterness.
He trembled, unable to tell whether he regretted or not: "Gongsun Zhuoyu, I..."
Du Lingchun hugged Gongsun Zhuoyu tightly, hot tears fell on the back of his neck, making people shrink from the heat, and asked in a low voice, "Why am I a eunuch..."
Du Lingchun never felt that there was anything wrong with being a eunuch. From the beginning of his Qingyun road, wealth and power have come from this. Those able-bodied men are still suffering in the officialdom, but he has won the emperor's favor, and he has walked so high that he can look down on millions of people.
But at this moment, I suddenly felt regret.
He didn't even have the courage to face Gongsun Zhuoyu in front of him. That ugly defect not only became a reason for others to criticize him, but also became a piece of his heart.
No matter what choice Du Lingchun makes, there is no room for him. He just chose the one he has no regrets from the countless paths he regrets.
Gongsun Zhuoyu kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I like what the company is like, don't cry..."
When people are in the dark, hearing and touch are infinitely amplified. Gongsun Zhuoyu could feel Du Lingchun's warm skin and rapid breathing. His kisses fell on Du Lingchun like a thread of rain outside the window, gentle and swaying. The scarlet belt was tied behind his head, and half of it slipped down silently, itching.
When Du Lingchun was in a trance, Gongsun Zhuoyu clasped the hand beside him, then leaned over and slowly kissed his wound.
"Do not!"
Du Lingchun was suddenly frightened and wanted to get up like an electric shock, but Gongsun Zhuoyu held down his hands and couldn't play it. Blue veins appeared on his neck, and he tried his best to dodge back. He was so panicked that he shook his head desperately: "Don't...don't..."
Hot tears slid down the corners of his eyes, and finally fell into the pillow.
Gongsun Zhuoyu leaned over and pressed close to his face, rubbing against him like a cat like before: "Company, it's not ugly, don't be afraid..."
Du Lingchun was shaking violently. He didn't expect Gongsun Zhuoyu to do this. He didn't know what to do, and his mind went blank.
Gongsun Zhuoyu had never met Du Lingchun's appearance, patted his back, silently soothed his trembling body, pulled the quilt to cover him, and said in a good voice, "If the company doesn't want to do it, let's do it. Don't do it."
A thin, bright red sash was covering his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice had the power to soothe people's hearts, and there was no sign of impatience or disgust.
Du Lingchun's heart was suddenly sour, and he couldn't tell why. For a moment, I suddenly felt that God was not too cold to me. He leaned against Gongsun Zhuoyu's shoulder, clenched the clothes on his back tightly, his whole body tensed, and scolded with difficulty: "You..."
bastard...
Those two words can't be said, and even if they are said, there is no deterrent.
Gongsun Zhuoyu seemed to have guessed what he would say, and bowed his head a little aggrieved: "You scold me again..."
Du Lingchun didn't say a word, he put a kiss on his eyes and then his lips through Hongyan's clothes. As if he had made a major decision, he slumped down as if taking his time, and then quietly pulled the quilt between the two of them.
This will happen sooner or later.
Du Lingchun closed his eyes and told himself.
Gongsun Zhuoyu understood his suggestion and groped in the dark to bite Du Lingchun's earlobe. It didn't hurt, but it was so itchy that people shivered, shouting over and over again: "Company... Company..."
Du Lingchun could not lift his head, like a stranded fish, panting rapidly. The fragile Adam's apple was exposed to the air, and a little cinnabar mole was as red as blood, silently bewitching people.
Although Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't see it, he found the position accurately, pecked and kissed the cinnabar mole, and then kissed his wound in the dark.
Du Lingchun's body trembled, but he still wanted to hide, but he held back. His five fingers slowly shuttled between Gongsun Zhuoyu's hair, and then slowly tightened, his mind was lost, and his lips overflowed and whispered: "Gongsun Zhuoyu..."
It seemed that only these four words could reassure him.
Gongsun Zhuoyu grabbed his wrist and got up after a long time. The belt covering his eyes slipped down quietly, and it took a moment for his vision to become clearer.
He saw that Du Lingchun's eyes were red, even the tip of his nose was slightly red, and the corners of his eyes were stained with tears. He couldn't help but reached out and touched his face, then pulled him up into his arms, and whispered softly in his ear, "You don't have to be afraid, it doesn't hurt."
Then there is really no pain.
Du Lingchun was sweating all over and lost his mind, and suddenly he understood why people in the world stumbled on the matter of love. He closed his eyes and pressed close to Gongsun Zhuoyu, not knowing what to think, the evil spirit suddenly appeared in his heart, and he tilted his head and bit his ear.
Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand on his waist suddenly tightened: "It hurts!"
Du Lingchun snorted and bit him again before letting go. He went to kiss the place where he was bitten just now, and said in a hoarse voice, "You want to hang out in the brothel Chu Pavilion a lot."
Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that the technology is too good, is it wrong? He deliberately made Du Lingchun hurt twice, and then he said innocently and innocently: "The company should not wrong me."
After speaking, he lifted the quilt and covered the bodies of the two of them.
The sound of rain outside the window gradually grew louder and tickled down the eaves. A lotus pond caused several ripples, and the lotus could hardly withstand such a violent blow, dropping a few petals.
Wu Yue was standing outside the door, and heard the sound of intermittent gasping from the room, followed by Du Lingchun's unbearable, suppressed cries, which seemed like pain and joy. Silently tore off a small piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes, and then stuffed it into his ears one by one.
But it doesn't seem to have much effect.
In the second half of the night, the side room called for water once, and the maid filled the bathtub with hot water, and just filed out.
Gongsun Zhuoyu hugged Du Lingchun into the pond and immersed his body in the warm water before he relaxed. The peacock candlesticks at the four corners are lit with red candles, dispelling the dim light, and everything around is clear but hazy.
The two of them were close, but they were covered by the darkness, so brightly exposed to the candlelight, Du Lingchun suddenly came to his senses, turned around a little embarrassedly, and turned his back to Gongsun Zhuoyu.
Gongsun Zhuoyu hugged him from behind, and modern people are still bolder: "It's already so far, what's the company afraid of?"
Du Lingchun instinctively raised his hand to cover his eyes, and asked in a low voice in the dim candlelight, "You really don't regret it?"
Du Lingchun was used to being ruthless. If Gongsun Zhuoyu always treated him well, he would naturally pay for it. But if the other party regrets one day, it will definitely pay the price, and I just hope that it will not get to the point of resentment and hatred.
Gongsun Zhuoyu pulled his hand down, kissed him in the palm, brushed away Du Lingchun's long wet black hair, and said five words in the mist: "Naturally I don't regret it."
Du Lingchun didn't speak, he lowered his head and hugged him tightly.
The rain outside gradually stopped.
Wu Yue held the sword in both hands and stood in the dark with no expression on his face. Suddenly, he felt a chill, thinking that autumn was coming soon.
The author has something to say: Wu Yue: The joys and sorrows in this world are not connected. They are laughing and kissing, but I only feel noisy.