Wen Xunchuan must admit that he is a typical hedonist.
So in a sense, He Linzhou was right when he said that he didn't want to be responsible.
It has been at least ten years since he clearly recognized his sexual orientation. Maybe he had some unrealistic fantasies about so-called love in the early years, but he has seen too many in the circle these years. He was separated and reunited, and he had also talked about a few romantic relationships that were not ideal. The excessive intimacy between the couple and the countless responsibilities and constraints that followed from the beginning of the relationship made him feel tired. He would rather choose the fast-food-style physiological solution in the circle. When lying on the bed, he loves to death, and he can quickly withdraw from this short-lived "love" by pulling up his pants.
Relatively speaking, this way made him feel more comfortable.
And love has never been considered as an accessory of life to him.
But at the same time, he also had to admit that sometimes He Linzhou was very attractive to him, the kind of attraction that could arouse his physical impulse - like now.
The flickering light on the dance floor reflected the tall and straight figure surrounded by people. Some of the buttons of the shirt in front of He Linzhou were torn off by someone, revealing a firm honey-colored chest under the slightly open neckline. The lines of the arms are smooth, and the body swings freely according to the rhythm of the music, and the movements are natural and stretched.
A shirtless boy next to him swayed in front of him, raised his arms to hang around his neck, and pressed his chest tightly into his arms. He Linzhou didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and suddenly turned his head towards Wen Xunchuan's location. The location took a look.
The two eyes collided suddenly, but neither of them moved away.
He Linzhou raised his eyebrows first, with obvious provocation in his eyes, and under Wen Xunchuan's fiery gaze, he stretched out his arms to hug the boy's waist and wriggled in the crowd, sliding his hands down the boy's waist into his pants Neutral δΈ¨ passionately kneading the boy's upturned peach buttocks.
Wen Xunchuan's lips curled into a playful smile, his eyes fixed on the two people on the dance floor, he picked up the wine glass from the table and brought it to his lips for a sip.
One hand provocatively pressed somewhere under Wen Xunchuan's body, and one person leaned over and blew in his ear, with an ambiguous tone: "Brother Chuan, you are hard."
"En." Wen Xunchuan stretched out his hand to embrace the person beside him, turned his head to whisper to him, but still fixed his eyes on the person not far away, "Accompany me to the bathroom?"
He Linzhou stared at the two people on the booth who got up and walked towards the bathroom with their arms around each other. He couldn't help but cursed in his heart, raised his hand to push away the sticky person hanging on his body, and squeezed out from the crowd sideways Quickly followed.
Wen Xunchuan walked slowly into the bathroom with the person in his arms, and tilted his head while talking to the person in his arms. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the figure following behind him, and chuckled lightly.
The person beside him asked suspiciously, "Huh? What are you laughing at?"
Just as Wen Xunchuan shook his head, before he could answer, the wrist around the man's waist was grabbed from behind.
Wen Xunchuan turned his head, lowered his eyes slightly to look at the hand holding him, his eyes slowly moved up along his arm, and finally raised his eyes to focus on He Linzhou's dark face, pretending to be puzzled and said: "What's wrong?"
He Linzhou watched Wen Xunchuan's clumsy acting without squinting. Taking advantage of his height, he raised his hand to press on the head of the bewildered boy, and turned him around half a circle under the guidance of his palm. Then he gave him a gentle push on the shoulder, and unceremoniously pushed him away: "Personal grievances, please avoid it."
The boy followed the inertia and took a few steps towards the door before turning his head, "Chuan..." His voice stopped before he finished calling, and he saw Xun Chuan hooking his finger on a button in front of the man in front of him, and walked forward After a few steps, their faces were almost close to those of the man, and the eyes of the two of them looked at each other as if they were full of affection.
He instantly realized from the ambiguous atmosphere in front of him that he had been cut off. The boy stomped his feet angrily, turned and left.
Wen Xunchuan's slender fingers picked up the few remaining buttons on He Linzhou's shirt, and touched his side waist from the hem of his open shirt, his eyes drooped slightly, and his gaze and palm followed his tight and smooth mermaid line Moving all the way down to the part covered under the pants fabric, he asked, "Why don't I know what personal grievances I have with you?"
Wen Xunchuan's palm caressed his lower abdomen through a thin layer of fabric, causing a burst of unbearable hotness on his body. He reached out to wrap his arms around Wen Xunchuan's waist, and the palm that penetrated into his trouser waist was not considered gentle. Rubbing the smooth skin on his lower back, he said in a low voice, "You still owe me a shot."
The two staggered into the compartment with the open door, Wen Xunchuan pressed his back against the cold wall behind him, hooked He Linzhou's belt with his hand, and locked the compartment door with his backhand.
He Linzhou's body was tightly pressed against him, he lowered his head, and brushed Wen Xunchuan's ears with his soft lips, "Should we be back today?"
His fiery breath sprayed Wen Xunchuan's ears, and quickly ignited the desire in Wen Xunchuan's body like a heat wave. Belt, his hand went in along the waist of his trousers, chuckled lightly, and spoke in a low voice.
"Who comes out first, who's down there tonight?"