First love, this word is more suitable for those young boys and girls, in the school classrooms, in the playground, blushing and hazy emotions.
But Wen Jianing had never experienced those, and he himself never thought that at this age, he would fall into a man who he never thought was impossible.
Lu Jinlang's palm rested on his neck, and his fingers repeatedly rubbed his lower jaw with such strength that Wen Jianing even felt a little bit of pain. He wasn't sure what Lu Jinlang was thinking, but now that he was hugging him tightly, Wen Jianing couldn't help but closed his eyes, buried his face on his shoulder, and took a deep breath.
"You've always liked men?" Lu Jinlang asked in his ear.
Wen Jianing shook his head, he had never liked anyone before, no matter male or female, but he never thought he was gay.
Desires are inevitable, and most of the channels through which he vents his desires are still through women rather than men. But he also had to admit that any woman gave him far less stimulation than Lu Jinlang, and even before he fell in love with Lu Jinlang, his body had already fallen. He is not sure if there is any influence from Ke Xinhang, but one thing is certain, he himself is not a pure heterosexual.
Lu Jinlang's mood was also very complicated. He hugged Wen Jianing hard, and in his heart, Wen Jianing and Ke Xinhang were gradually overlapping. He even began to wonder what kind of person Wen Jianing was in the past many days, what kind of life he lived, and what was on his mind.
The summer is not over yet, but the night in the middle of the mountain is slightly cooler. There seems to be running water and insects in the distance, and there are feasting lights behind. This entertainment city, which is isolated from the outside world, puts on all kinds of indulgent performances every day. , you come and go with true feelings and falsehoods, only the embrace in front of you is warm and peaceful.
Wen Jianing raised his hand and hugged Lu Jinlang's back.
Then he felt Lu Jinlang's arms tighten even more.
Wen Jianing asked him softly, "You don't dislike me anymore?"
Lu Jinlang said, "When did I ever despise you?"
Wen Jianing smiled bitterly. He felt a little embarrassed to say these words, "I am older than you, not a twenty-year-old newcomer."
Lu Jinlang seriously recalled what Wen Jianing looked like in the past, and said, "But you are still in good shape."
Wen Jianing smiled when he heard him say that, although he didn't think it was funny, "I spend at least three days a week going to the gym. I know I'm not young anymore, and I want to maintain the best Continue playing..." He stopped suddenly when he said this, feeling a little uncomfortable. He was only two years older than Lu Jinlang, and Lu Jinlang was not young anymore. How could he not know the hardships in this industry
However, Wen Jianing stopped talking, but Lu Jinlang seemed interested and asked, "When was your first kiss?"
Wen Jianing was stunned when he heard the words. It wasn't that he didn't remember it, but it was a memory that was too long ago, and now that I think about it, there is nothing too worth remembering, so I don't want to mention it.
Lu Jinlang continued, "What about the first night?"
Wen Jianing looked back and looked up at Lu Jinlang, "Are you laughing at me?" Because he just said that this was his first love, he was a little sensitive to Lu Jinlang's reaction.
Lu Jinlang did not laugh, he said, "I just want to ask."
Wen Jianing was silent for a while and said, "It's all in the past."
Lu Jinlang asked, "With a man or with a woman?"
Wen Jianing said, "I've never done it with a man in the past. You are the first." It's also the only one. Needless to say, Lu Jinlang understood.
Lu Jinlang reached out and touched his face, "I'm your first man?"
It is true to say so.
Wen Jianing acquiesced.
Lu Jinlang suddenly had a different feeling in his heart. He was Ke Xinhang's first and only man, he was certain, but that was largely due to Ke Xinhang's physical limitations, which forced him to maintain a necessary distance from everyone. But Wen Jianing is different. In the eyes of many people, Wen Jianing can be regarded as a man who is almost perfect, but this kind of Wen Jianing is frank. , Even Lu Jinlang couldn't help but feel a little unspeakable excitement, this may be from the innate desire to conquer all men.
In fact, there is nothing wrong. Lu Jinlang suddenly felt that compared to Ke Xinhang who always seemed to be incomplete in the past, the person in front of him has become more complete and can bring him more surprises.
At this time, Wen Jianing suddenly reached out and pushed him away, "Anyway," he said, "Whether you think it's acceptable or not, I hope you can give me an accurate answer."
Lu Jinlang asked him, "If I can't accept it, what are your plans?"
Wen Jianing was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "You once said that everyone is an adult. Since it's impossible to get together and leave, after so many years, no one can't live without them."
Lu Jinlang said: "You're right, no one can't live without someone, but once separated, it's hard for me to imagine what life will be like in the future. It's not easy to find someone in my life."
Wen Jianing looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
"I'm sorry," Lu Jinlang suddenly took his hand, "I'm sorry I should tell you, these days have made you uncomfortable."
Wen Jianing did not speak.
Lu Jinlang once again embraced him with open arms, "Now I can't talk to myself, I can only ask if you can forgive me for my previous willfulness?"
He was very grateful to Li Rong for calling him today. Maybe what they needed at the beginning was to have a face-to-face talk instead of shutting themselves up and pondering on their own.
Whether it is Ke Xinhang or Wen Jianing, he is sure that what he likes is the person in front of him. Seeing him sad will make his heart hurt, and seeing him laughing makes him happy.
Wen Jianing felt the temperature of Lu Jinlang's body, and he said again: "I am Wen Jianing, the one you used to know Wen Jianing."
Lu Jinlang said, "Okay, I see."
Wen Jianing looked up at him.
Lu Jinlang gently brushed the hair from his forehead, lowered his head and kissed his lips.
Wen Jianing didn't dodge, but greeted his kiss, opening his mouth to deepen the kiss.
Lu Jinlang hugged him tightly, stroking his face and the back of his neck with one hand, eagerly moving. Then with a little force, he carried him to the railing outside the balcony and sat down.
Wen Jianing kept staring at him, there was a light shining through the window in the corridor next to him, shining brightly on his eyes. He felt that he was quite useless, but he just felt a little wronged. Seeing Lu Jinlang looking at him, he couldn't help but turn his eyes away.
Lu Jinlang reached out to hold his chin and pulled his face across his face, then kissed his lips again. This time the kiss was even more intense, as if he was going to be swallowed here.
It wasn't until Wen Jianing gave in a little that Lu Jinlang realized that the environment and location were not suitable.
He asked Wen Jianing, "You opened the room?"
Wen Jianing's room hadn't left yet, and he replied, "I stayed in that room last time."
Lu Jinlang reached out and hugged him directly.
Wen Jianing was startled, struggling to get Lu Jinlang to let him down. He always felt a little embarrassed. This feeling was very strange. In the past, when Lu Jinlang thought he was the 20-year-old Ke Xinhang, he didn't care what he did, but now he did it in front of Lu Jinlang for 30 years. Six-year-old Wen Jianing felt that it was not very appropriate to be held by him like this.
Lu Jinlang needs time to adjust to this fact, so why not.
After those times of unease and struggle, he also needed some time to calm down slowly until he found a balance between the two of them.
In the end, Lu Jinlang didn't insist, he put him down, and then took his hand and walked towards the small yard.
As soon as he entered the room, Lu Jinlang pressed him behind the door, kissed him fiercely, and reached out to stroke his cheek and neck.
Wen Jianing responded to him silently.
Lu Jinlang kissed his auricle, suddenly suppressed his breath and said in his ear, "Have you ever thought that if you hadn't experienced this, we might never get together."
Wen Jianing was stunned for a moment, but he also understood that if he hadn't been drunk that day, hadn't been lying in bed, or hadn't been reborn into Ke Xinhang's body, then he and Lu Jinlang would have missed out forever.
Maybe there will still be such a draft for Lu Jinlang to meet Ke Xinhang, but the real Ke Xinhang will never be able to approach Lu Jinlang and be together. And if he is still alive in his original identity, even if he has the opportunity to cooperate with Lu Jinlang again, they will always maintain a polite distance, and there will be no more intersection.
If Lu Jinlang asked him and gave him another chance to choose, whether he would continue to be Wen Jianing or become Ke Xinhang, then he would be really hard to answer. In fact, he is still nostalgic for his past self, otherwise he would not insist on telling Lu Jinlang his identity, but since he has become Ke Xinhang, those assumptions are meaningless, and he will live better and happier with this identity.
Fortunately, Lu Jinlang didn't intend to ask him this meaningless question.
Because it is difficult for Wen Jianing to answer the question, there is no doubt for Lu Jinlang, he is very grateful to God for sending such a Wen Jianing to his side. Not to covet this young body, but to create a possibility for them to be together, otherwise it will only be missed forever.
Very dangerous and very lucky.
Wen Jianing was lying on the big bed in the room, and Lu Jinlang pressed him up, kissing him and reaching out to unbutton his trousers.
He opened his mouth to entangle with his lips and tongue, and the excess body fluid slipped down his cheeks uncontrollably. When his lips parted, a silver thread was pulled.
The emotions of the two of them were a little excited. Lu Jinlang didn't even have the patience to take off Wen Jianing's clothes. He just hugged him and bit his neck repeatedly, while pulling down his trousers together with his underwear, and throwing them all aside.
After lubricating hastily, Lu Jinlang lifted Wen Jianing's legs and slowly pushed his hard genitals into it.
Wen Jianing gasped, suddenly Lu Jinlang grabbed his arm and got up, and sat on Lu Jinlang's body.
He swallowed, hugged Lu Jinlang's neck and kissed his lips. Their tongues were entangled with each other, and their body fluids were exchanged. At the same time, Lu Jinlang continued to push and thrust from top to bottom, repeatedly pushing into Wen Jianing's body.
Wen Jianing inserted his fingers into Lu Jinlang's hair.
Lu Jinlang ended his deep kiss with him, and then he kissed his chin and neck, stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes away, grabbed one of his nipples, and sucked hard.
Wen Jianing took a deep breath and couldn't help but murmured, "Well..."
Lu Jinlang gently held his milk beads with his teeth and pulled it out. He knew that Wen Jianing's nipples were sensitive, and he saw his face flushed with satisfaction, biting his lower lip to suppress the blurted moans.
Lu Jinlang asked him, "Are you comfortable?"
Wen Jianing opened his blurred eyes and looked at Lu Jinlang. He said, "It's very comfortable, I like it very much."
Lu Jinlang kissed his other nipple again and asked him, "What do you like? Like me fucking you?"
The word "fuck" seems a bit insulting, but in this case, Wen Jianing of course knew that Lu Jinlang didn't mean to insult him, he wanted to use the most blatant and crude words to emphasize their relationship. He hugged Lu Jinlang hard, wishing he couldn't completely stick him into his body.
Wen Jianing stroked Lu Jinlang's face and lips with his hands, and he replied, "I like you to fuck me."
Immediately, Wen Jianing clearly felt that Lu Jinlang's organs in his body had grown larger, and Lu Jinlang's movements of holding his waist up and down became faster and deeper, and he felt that he was about to be pushed through.
In response to Lu Jinlang's enthusiasm, he reached out under Lu Jinlang's clothes, stroked his firm abdomen and chest, and said, "I like everything you do to me."
Lu Jinlang paused for a while, and he pulled it out of Wen Jianing's body. He just pulled down the zipper of his trousers just now. At this time, he grabbed the waist of the trousers with both hands and took off the trousers completely, and then stretched out his hand to support Wen Jianing's waist to let him change his posture.
Wen Jianing's clothes were also taken off. At this time, he was completely naked, and Lu Jinlang was allowed to crawl and kneel on the bed. Lu Jinlang's body was pressed against his back and inserted into his back hole again.
He raised his neck, moaning out of pleasure, he spoke as if to vent, rubbed his face against Lu Jinlang's face and said, "I like you to do anything to me."
Lu Jinlang suppressed the low growl that almost broke through his teeth. He could only squeeze himself completely into Wen Jianing's body, and the acupoints that had been rubbed repeatedly became red and swollen. Lu Jinlang buried his head and said in Wen Jianing's ear, "I love you."
At that moment, Wen Jianing had some tears in his eyes. He couldn't tell whether it was physical tears forced out by pleasure or because of Lu Jinlang's words. He could only close his eyes and respond to Lu Jinlang: "I love you too."
After it was done, no one fell asleep.
Lu Jinlang put one arm around Wen Jianing and stroked his smooth back repeatedly.
Wen Jianing stared at the ceiling with wide eyes. He was still in a trance. There were too many changes in the whole night, and he was too late to digest it.
He stretched out a hand, spread his five fingers, and watched the light coming in from the window peeking out through his fingers.
Lu Jinlang suddenly stretched out his hand from behind and intertwined his fingers, kissed his ear and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Wen Jianing shook his head. After devoting himself to sex, he felt a little empty, or maybe he was hurt by Lu Jinlang's previous behavior and still had not fully recovered.
Lu Jinlang thought about the question that Wen Jianing asked himself if he disliked him before, but he didn't answer it carefully at the time, and now he decided to say it again: "I have never disliked you, age, appearance, these are not factors I consider, do you understand? ?"
Wen Jianing turned his head slightly to look at him.
Lu Jinlang said frankly: "I couldn't accept it at first, just because your two identities will give me the illusion that they are two different people. The sense of dislocation is too strong for me to accept."
Wen Jianing remained silent.
Lu Jinlang hugged him and said, "Jianing, do you want me to call you that?"
Wen Jianing couldn't help trembling.
Lu Jinlang hugged him even tighter: "It may be inconvenient in public, but in the future, if you want to get along with me in private, you can call me whatever you want."
Wen Jianing was silent for a moment, then said, "Call my husband."
Lu Jinlang propped up his body with one hand, looked down at him from above, then couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and whispered in his ear.
Wen Jianing then smiled and clenched his hand.