When they were together, they were not completely safe, and when they were in harmony with each other, they once had the pleasure of trembling to the extreme. Shengchuan's desire for money is always greater than these things, but at this time, there is another unknown wildfire in his heart, and it starts to burn more and more.
He lowered his head slightly, then bit the gloomy collar, the hot breath slowly lingering in his ears like smoke, and gently pulled, revealing the man's thin and skinny shoulders.
Sheng Chuan's voice suddenly became hoarse, with a low magnetism: "Ayu..."
He was calling his name, as if nothing had happened, just like when they were in love at the beginning, they always carried the tenderness of licking bones, like a dense net that slowly wrapped the depression and made it airtight.
Shen Yu covered his ears, shook his head nervously, and then muttered something incomprehensible. He turned around and tried to escape from Sheng Chuan's arms, but he was pressed by the man from behind, and directly touched Piao. The edge of the window sill.
Shen Yu was like a cat with fried fur, his body tensed instantly, and he read out the words that scolded Shen Run at the beginning: "Little wild kind... small wild kind... small wild kind..."
Just like a neuropathy.
Normal people should not be interested in doing anything when they see him like this.
Sheng Chuan ignored him, his gentle and gentle eyes flashed under the light—white awns, a bit like a fox, in the shreds of light, and then along the back of his fair neck—the road kissed to the side of his face, his warm lips and teeth contained He grabbed his earlobe and bit down hard secretly, this-action was like pressing a switch, and the gloomy body was suddenly exhausted and almost slipped.
Sheng Chuan is not the eldest young master who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers. His body looks thin, but under the clothes, the muscles of the upper body are smooth and beautiful, and Shen Yu is pressed against the window by him without resistance. There was a lot of traffic, and the glass also clearly reflected the gloomy facial features, as well as the movements of the man behind him.
Shen Yu seems to be really confused now, and the language system is out of control. First, he scolds Xiao Yezhong incoherently, and then he scolds bad women, but he still fails to stop Sheng Chuan's actions, and finally he can't even stand.
Shen Yu's side face was pressed against the cold glass, his red eyes trembling and shaking his head with difficulty, his fingernails scratched red marks on Sheng Chuan's arm.
Summer is almost over, although I can't feel the weather outside, but I can already see a bit of autumn, and the ginkgo leaves below are rustling to the ground.
Shen Yu used to cry of pain every time he did it, but it wasn't necessarily real pain, he just wanted Sheng Chuan to coax him.
You can think of him as a naive child who sometimes does a lot of vexatious actions in order to grab the attention of adults.
The cold glass gradually warmed up because the warm palm was pressed against it for too long. Sheng Chuan kissed the gloomy lips, blocked all his swearing words, and then dragged him and stumbled onto the quilt. In the meantime, the bright red rose petals fell on Shen Yu because of their elasticity, and some of them fell directly to the ground.
No matter what Sheng Chuan does, he is always slow, but when he kisses, he is always fierce and fierce, with a little bit of ruthlessness.
A European-style crystal lamp hangs above it. It is dazzling and dazzling. After staring at it for a long time, it makes you feel dizzy. They have been to this room many times. Sheng Chuan seems to be helping him restore his memory, and suddenly asks: "Do you remember this place?"
In addition to shaking his head, Shen Yu shook his head, clinching everything that his hands could touch, rubbing a petal to rot, and his fingertips stained with rose.
System 009 hid in the dark, so he could only suspend his observation and cover his eyes quietly.
It was like a huge wave on the sea, but after the surge, it gradually calmed down. - Drops of sweat fell down Sheng Chuan's nose. His eyelids were half drooping. At first glance, he was actually a little cool and thin. His lean body was propped on top of Shen Yu, and his chest was ups and downs.
Shen Yu seemed to have lost his soul, his ink-colored hair was wet and sticky, and his pupils were out of focus. In the second half, he refused to say a word, so he could only whimper and bite the back of his hand, and now there is a clear tooth mark on it.
Sheng Chuan called him - "Ayu."
Shen Yu turned his eyes when he heard the words, and seemed to finally recover from the feeling of dying just now. He saw Sheng Chuan looking at him, biting the corner of the quilt as if stupidly, then wrapped himself in the quilt and climbed to the corner of the wall, —He shook his head and whispered: "Bad... bad..."
Sheng Chuan stretched out his hand and pulled it on—putting on the yukata next to him, but when he was able to fasten the belt, he heard Shen Yu suddenly hit—down the pillow, and said angrily, "I don't like you anymore..."
Sheng Chuan heard the action - pause, - a strand of hair slipped down, covering the dark light in the bottom of his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and asked indifferently, "Why?"
Shen Yu didn't speak anymore, he pursed his lips tightly, and hugged the pillow in his arms. The arrogance that had been soaring just now suddenly weakened again. He shrank in the corner in fear, secretly glanced at Sheng Chuan, and quickly retracted his gaze.
Sheng Chuan didn't get angry, but his eyes darkened—in an instant, he asked again—"Why?"
Shen Yu still didn't speak, turned around in silence, turned his back to him, as if he could not see Sheng Chuan.
Sheng Chuan - stretched out his hand and dragged the person over. He squeezed the gloomy chin neither lightly nor heavy, and pressed his fingertips against the warm neck, looking a little cold: "Your love is so worthless?"
I used to shout that I liked him every day. After I went crazy, I always talked about the word Achuan. Now I don't like it if I don't like it
Shen Yu turned his head and wanted to throw his hand off, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain. In the end, he grabbed Sheng Chuan's hand and tried to bite, but the latter didn't dodge for some reason, so Shen Yu maintained that movement for a long time. Not moving, like a bomb in his mouth, biting is not, not biting is not.
Shen Yu used to like to play like this, but he didn't bite down, he was afraid that Sheng Chuan would hurt.
Only after Mr. Shen had a car accident, did he really bite so hard once, with flesh and blood, leaving a deep scar on his wrist that would never go away in his life.
Sheng Chuan looked at him quietly. After a while, he seemed to have had enough of the excitement. He finally pulled out his hand, then picked up Shen Yu from the bed and walked into the bathroom.
The circular bath inside is very large. After the hot water is slowly filled, it is enough to accommodate two people. He is gloomy - he keeps his head down, the broken hair on his forehead covers his eyes, and he looks a little dark and unclear. Dodging Shengchuan sideways, he was very silent.
Facing the light, Sheng Chuan looked at the scars that were still visible on his wrists, and then embraced Shen Yu in his arms amid the ripples on the water, and kissed him very lightly. His voice was hazy in the diffuse heat. , asked: "Because of the pain?"
There seems to be no better reason than this.
Sheng Chuan couldn't see the gloomy expression clearly, but he could feel the person in his arms hesitating and nodding slightly - his head down, the ink-colored hair brushed his chin, and with some fluffy touch, he could vaguely feel his sullenness.
Sheng Chuan didn't speak, his slender hands dipped into the water and rubbed the sore spot for him. Shen Yu ducked twice but didn't dodge, his face was flushed red by the heat, as if a piece of ice was placed on the steamer, and gradually began to Melted, black eyes covered with a layer of fog.
Sheng Chuan supported his sliding body, lowered his head and kissed his lips again, the soft tip of his tongue pried open his teeth, this time he was extremely gentle, obviously without much effort, but he couldn't break free.
Shen Yu could only grab his shoulders to prevent himself from slipping down, like a drowning person holding on to a life-saving straw, but even the last bit of air in his chest was plundered by Shengchuan, and he heard a man whispering in his ear in a trance. : "I won't let you hurt next time..."
The sun rose and the moon set, and they just spent the night in the hotel. Early the next morning, Shen Yu didn't get up. He slept ignorantly, covering his head in the quilt to block the dazzling sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Sheng Chuan put on his clothes and habitually glanced at his mobile phone, only to find that the private detective had called him yesterday, walked outside the balcony, called back, and was quickly connected after two rings.
The familiar voice of a private detective sounded on the other end of the microphone: "Mr. Sheng, what you want has been checked. The woman used her private account to transfer money to Tian Jiadong's wife's card a few days ago, and then she never showed up. Yes, I sent the running water information to your mailbox."
Sheng Chuan narrowed his eyes: "Where's Tian Jiadong's wife?"
The private detective said: "Her daughter has just had an operation, so she has been staying in the hospital to take care of her, and there is nothing suspicious."
Sheng Chuan said: "Just check it out here, you don't have to worry about the rest."
With so much information in hand, the rest can be directly handed over to the police. Even if Shen Run has a hundred mouths, he can't explain it clearly. The only thing left is to cure Shen's illness, then pack up and run away.
Sheng Chuan didn't think he would run away anyway, but he couldn't do it if he didn't run. Shen Yu was not a fool. He woke up and found someone to check the details.
Sheng Chuan walked into the room and saw that Shen Yu seemed to be still asleep, he lay lazily beside him, then reached out and pulled the quilt away, only to see that the other party buried his face in the pillow, his originally smooth black hair curled up - a tuft Stupid, doesn't look very smart.
Sheng Chuan took him into his arms, squinted against the gloomy shoulder for a while, then opened his eyes after a while, casually biting the other side's bare shoulder hidden under the quilt, feeling warm to the touch.
Shen Yu silently opened his eyes, his black eyes seemed a little gloomy for a moment, he seemed to be biting a little bit by Sheng Chuan. Climb outside.
Appropriate exercise is good for physical and mental health. This sentence makes sense in a sense. At least Shengchuan exercised yesterday, and he is in a good mood. He slightly imprisoned the depression, and his eyes were meaningful: "Are you afraid of me? "
Shen Yu bit his fingertips, nodded, and shook his head again. Anyway, he didn't let others understand what he wanted to express, and he continued to want to climb to the corner. Sheng Chuan nodded when he saw this, but he let go of his hand quite neatly.
He got up from the bed, put on his shoes, confirmed that nothing was missed, and said to Shen Yu, "If you don't want to leave, just stay here."
After he finished speaking, he took the mobile phone from the table, opened the door and left. With the light sound of the door being slammed, the room suddenly fell into silence.
Sheng Chuan just left, quite neat and tidy.
Shen Yu heard the movement of his closing the door, his body paused, and he looked at the door subconsciously, as if he didn't expect Sheng Chuan's move. Dress well.
After doing all this, he glanced outside, but the door was silent, and there was no movement at all.
Shen Yu went into the bathroom to wash up again. Ten minutes later, he came out from behind the door and looked around, but the room was still silent.
Across a door, Sheng Chuan was leaning against the wall of the hotel corridor and playing with his mobile phone. He seemed to be looking for someone's contact information. He scrolled down the address book a little bit, and finally operated it, and then turned off the screen.
Sheng Chuan probably thought it was a little strange, even if Shen Yu was crazy, he couldn't be afraid of him, and he even avoided him and said that he didn't like him.
The system landed on his shoulder, thought for a while and said: [Isn't it bad to throw him in there?]
Sheng Chuan usually doesn't like people or balls who block his fortune. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly: [Do you know something?]
The wings on the back of the system fanned, looking a little cheerful, hearing the words and leaning over: [What's the duck, what's the duck?]
Sheng Chuan stretched out his hand to compare the number: "I'm only five meters away from him."
[…]
When the system heard the words, the flapping wings paused.
Sheng Chuan was already thinking about how to send the system away, the farther the better, the one that would never come back. He touched his pocket and seemed to be looking for something, but before he could find it, the door beside him was slammed open.
After Shen Yu opened the door, he was about to go out, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Sheng Chuan leaning against the wall. He was slouching when he lowered his eyes.
Seeing him coming out, Sheng Chuan raised his eyes, and he really meant to see a joke.
Seeing this, Shen Yu lowered his head and stood there without saying a word for a long time, as if a child had done something wrong - he was at a loss, only to raise his head after a while, biting his sleeve uneasily: "A Chuan..."
Sheng Chuan lightly raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
Shen Yu whispered: "I'm not afraid of you..."
Sheng Chuan hummed, but still did not write.
Shen Yu quietly glanced at him, then lowered his head quickly, until his sleeves were bitten by him and wrinkled, he finally whispered a few words: "I like Ah Chuan, not afraid..."
He clearly said he didn't like it yesterday.
Sheng Chuan glanced at him: "How long have you liked it?"
Shen Yu's eyes were ignorant, he thought for a while, and then opened his hands to show him: "A long, long time..."
He seemed to want to try to express a long, long time, a very long time, open his hands, a hug gesture, but before he could let go, he suddenly fell into a familiar embrace.
Sheng Chuan suddenly hugged him, and when there was no one in the corridor, he pursed his lips and kissed him—down, running his five fingers through his hair, then slowly tightening them, and releasing them after a few seconds: "Let's go, go back. ."
Shen Yu didn't move or hide, he lowered his head and pulled his sleeves.