After hanging up the phone with Chen Gong, Zheng Yi squatted there and smirked for a long time—Chen Gong is really an idiot.
On the front side of the phone, he said, "I'm going to sleep now"; on the back side, he said that he "just happened to be drinking on the Hujialou side"...
A lie was spread by him.
Sloppy is sloppy, and it is true that you are willing to come and see yourself.
When I came back to my senses, I found that the small half of the cigarette had been burned into ashes before I could smoke it.
Pidianer walked back to the KTV with big strides, and said hello to his friends: "Leave first - my little boyfriend is here to pick me up!"
Friends gossip: "Are you that hypocritical lamb?"
Zheng Yi shook his head and smiled: "Old things are old..."
"This is old? Didn't you bring it out to play two weeks ago?" My friend patted Zheng Yi's shoulder: "It's okay to change it. Although I don't bend my brother, I can still see that little sheep's heart. Duo-you are stupid, you have to find someone stupid so that you won't be tricked by others!"
Zheng Yi gave a "sneer" laugh: "Stupid or not... I still have to remember to take care of it—safety care!"
After being poor, he ran out of the box.
The streets of Sanlitun on weekdays are still crowded with people. Couples of young couples swaggered across the market; supercars ran past the stall selling pancakes and fruits with the sound of their engines; little sisters selling flowers and grandmothers selling flowers competed for business.
Every human firework looks bright and lovely.
Zheng Yi also shook his head and shook his head to the music played in an unknown shop. His face flushed—not because of alcohol, but because he was thinking about Chen Gong who was about to pick him up.
He quickly finished another cigarette, took out the mouthwash from his bag and rinsed his mouth. After Zheng Yi wiped his mouth, he checked his appearance with the camera of his mobile phone - "Handsome!"
A car just stopped in front of him - Chen Gong's car.
Zheng Yi held his mouth and restrained a smirk, pulled away the co-pilot and got in.
There was plenty of air-conditioning in the car. Chen Gong was using his mobile phone to navigate without looking up at himself. Zheng Yi guessed that he was also shy.
"The name of your community?" Chen Gong asked.
Zheng Yiyi was drunk and sold drunk: "I don't remember—you drive first!"
"Where to go?"
"Anywhere."
The car behind was already honking the horn, so Chen Gong couldn't stop any longer, so he started the car and turned to Gongti North Road.
The two didn't speak, the ambiguous air in the car was mixed with restlessness and silence; Chen Gong looked carefully at the road, and Zheng Yi looked at the traffic outside.
Hanging a low gear along Gongti North Road and moving for two or three kilometers, Zheng Yicai asked, "Where are you taking me?"
This question... It's like Chen Gong is a hooligan who takes advantage of others' danger, "Your home - you tell me the address, and I'll take you back."
Zheng Yisapoer: "I don't want to go home again - I'm going to play!"
"Then what do you want to play?" Chen Gong asked knowingly - if he was embarrassed to speak, he wanted Zheng Yi to say it.
Zheng Yi was in a state of drunkenness, and vaguely joked: "It's fine. It's fine with you; you can play whatever you want."
These words were both vague and clear, and after listening to Chen Gong, he couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart. He was angry that Zheng Yi was thinking about himself but refused to say it explicitly, and that he was more grumpy than Zheng Yi - he was no longer a beginner, but at this moment, he was as nervous and ashamed as if it had never happened.
But then I thought about it again: You don't want to say it clearly; anyway, you are drunk at this juncture, even if you take advantage of your danger, you can throw all the pot on you who have drunk too much and spilled it when you wake up the next day.
The three words "Go to open a room" circled in his mouth for a dozen times, and finally he decided to go all out. Just as Chen Gong was about to say it, a call came from Zheng Yi.
Zheng Yi hung up, turned around and stared straight at Chen Gong: "What do you want to say?"
And it really was a little weak, Chen Gong stammered a few times, took a breath and brewed a "scumbag tone", when the words were about to blurt out, Zheng Yi's phone rang again.
Zheng Yi hung up, turned around and continued to stare at Chen Gong directly: "What?"
Three to exhaustion. The rationality of "keeping your distance" defeated the sensibility of "if you can't fall in love, you can always shoot a gun" in this moment. Chen Gong shook his head: no, no, send Zheng Yi home.
At this time, Zheng Yi's phone rang again.
This time, when he answered, Zheng pair roared into the phone: "My fucking thing is about to become what are you calling!"
Chen Gong felt a little tired after hearing this - come on, now he doesn't need to speak by himself, Zheng Yi's thoughts are now fully explained by him.
The friend over the phone said, "You left the house keys here!"
"Eh?" As soon as he touched his pocket, he really didn't have it, and Zheng Yi sighed: "Ten minutes, give it to me in ten minutes!"
Zheng Yi hung up the phone and Chen Gong also turned around.
"What a shame!" Zheng Yi complained.
Chen Gong teased him with the joke: "What are you going to do?"
Zheng Yi shook his head with an annoyed face: "Don't say it—don't you want me to be ashamed?"
Chen Gong couldn't help but laugh.
Zheng Yi looked at Chen Gong's smiling profile: "Huh? When Deputy Supervisor Chen, who was so clean and clean, actually had a wretched face?"
"Don't fart, get the key quickly!" Chen Gong glared at him.
Zheng Yi nodded again and again, patted Chen Gong's thigh, and said, "Don't worry - I'm in a hurry too."
When the car stopped back to Pure K, my friend was already waiting by the side of the road with the key.
The gossip was in trouble, the man went around to the outside and knocked on the driver's window. Chen Gong pressed down the window and took the key, saying "Thank you!" for Zheng Yi!
The kid refused to leave after paying the key, put his arms on the window to look at Chen Gong, and said to Zheng Yi sternly: "Your little boyfriend is so aura... Hey, Zheng Yi, when did you change to be a little Linger?"
"Hurry up and get out of here!"
Chen Gong didn't have the heart to listen to their sloppy mouths, said "goodbye", lifted the clutch, and turned back to the main road following the old road.
"Little boyfriend?" Chen Gong repeated the words of Zheng Yi's friend when turning the corner.
Zheng Yijian laughed: "Isn't it illegal to brag? Why, are you going to sue me for workplace sexual harassment?"
Chen Gong snorted and said, "Where are we going to play here?"
"Go to my house."
"Okay, no—go to my house."
"Why did you go to your house?"
"I recognize the bed."
"You mean you can let me spend the night after this?"
"You can get out of here if you want."
Chen Gong is Zheng Yi's little angel.
But Chen Gong felt that Zheng Yi was not his "little master"; he was a devil, a poisonous snake, spewing bright red letters to tempt Chen Gong to taste the forbidden fruit.
And Chen Gong also knew that he was useless - he didn't resist hard, but he was quite active in giving in.
On the way home, Chen Gong was in a very dry mood.
- "What are you playing?"
- "Where to play?"
For the so-called "play" - this adult game Chen Gong is looking forward to it; or the word "expectation" is not accurate, it is "desire"... Chen Gong understands his own mind very well: like Zheng Yi, love Zheng Yi, Greedy Zheng Yi, addicted to Zheng Yi.
Zheng Yi is the resistance wire in the light bulb, and Chen Gong feels like a moth - just instinctively rushing towards the light source.
The thing that is stronger than moths is that he still has a brain, and he knows that "moths to fire" is a joke in itself...
What's even more ridiculous is that the flame can also make the moth quickly burn into powder before feeling the pain; but Zheng Zhou has a layer of transparent glass, and he burns you so much that you have to live with the pain.
The only solution Chen Gong thought of between pain and greed was to go to Zheng Yi's appointment that night - it doesn't matter if you can't love it; it's okay to be greedy for a while.
As soon as the car parked in the parking space, Zheng Yi unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed Chen Gong's arm.
Chen Gong was taken aback: "How do you pull me out of the car—what are you pulling me for?"
"I can't wait!" Zheng Yi said, leaned over and stretched out his hand to hook Chen Gong's head, and slapped his mouth in a rough manner.
Zheng Yi's mouth still had the smell of sweet wine, which was sipped into his throat by himself, Chen Gong was also a little drunk.
At that moment, Chen Gong's forehead became hot, and his eyes were also a little hot.
I don't know why I feel sad, I just closed my eyes and felt Zheng Yi's offensive.
Zheng Yi's kissing skills were too poor, he knocked his teeth and bit his tongue a few times, and Chen Gong frowned in pain, and it took a lot of effort to push Zheng Yi away.
After pushing away, Chen Gong saw that Zheng Yi's eyes were disappointed - he didn't kiss enough. After looking at it, Chen Gong felt that Zheng Yi's expression was a little pitiful, and then he leaned in and responded with a light touch to comfort him, and smiled at him against his forehead: "Your skills are too poor - you are biting, you are yourself Is it the little wolf cub?"
Zheng Yi explained in a rude manner: "Isn't this the first time for me?"
Chen Gong was stunned for a moment.
Zheng Yi's line of reasoning has been broken long ago, and he has no time to care about what micro-expressions Chen Gong made, and said, "Do it again, let me be a gentle little sheep!"
Chen Gong said, "Go upstairs first." - Before he could say the word "lou", Zheng Yi rushed up again. Fortunately, Zheng Yi was much gentler this time. It seemed that he quickly summed up his experience after one practice, and made rapid progress.
Chen Gong indulged Zheng Yi's jerky, and tasted pleasure from the jerky.
But while he was happy, Chen Gong felt a little uncomfortable.
It's just an adult game of your love and I wish - Zheng Yi was a passionate request when he was on top, so he gave a bit of response - only by thinking this way, can this kiss be painted as a pleasure, not a passion.
It's not emotional, but when the tongue is entangled, do you really not put your emotions in it
The random thoughts were interrupted because of Zheng Yi's small actions - kissing was no longer enough to satisfy Zheng Da Yelang's desire. The hand that was originally holding Chen Gong's neck, kneaded Chen Gong's back, and gradually probed down.
Chen Gong changed his breath a few times: "Stop it—what do you want to do?"
Zheng Yi looked innocent and said with a smile, "...You!"
"No way!" Chen Gong twisted Zheng Yi's octopus-like arm away: "I'm three years older than you!"
"What's the matter? Linger junior, hold gold bricks!"
"I'm... I'm older than you anyway!"
"It doesn't matter! Besides, what are you bragging about? We're about the same—I've been rubbing hands and feet!"
"Aren't you going to be a gentle little sheep for me?"
"Yeah!" Zheng nodded: "So you must not give grass?"
Chen Gong pushes away the tangled him with his elbow: "This matter has to be settled - I'm Gong, I can't help it!"
"Then I'm still one! - Don't worry, I'm not rough, I'm gentle!"
Chen Gong still shook his head: "I have diarrhea!"
Zheng Yi also shook his head: "I'm constipated!"
"I have hemorrhoids!"
"I have a hernia!"
Chen Gong was tired: "Are you talking about cross talk with me?"
Zheng Yi laughed: "Deputy Supervisor Chen, you have to be obedient!"
Chen Gong raised his face: "I really can't, I can't accept it psychologically!"
Zheng Yiben still wanted to continue to grind people, but when he heard the phrase "psychologically unacceptable", he realized something, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind - in that video, Chen Gong was really asleep, and he felt that he was being violated. know nothing about...
Zheng Yi groaned in his heart.
Could it be... Chen Gong has had a shadow on this matter since that time, so he "couldn't accept it psychologically"
For a while, Zheng Yi calmed down again, stopped groping, let go of Chen Gong and sat back to the co-pilot. After sitting for a while, he turned around and smiled at Chen Gong, saying, "Okay, then I won't force you, but I'm not too..."
"It's okay, I'm not forcing you either..." Seeing Zheng Yi back down, Chen Gong felt a little embarrassed. From the bulging trousers pocket, he took out the cigarette case of the man, rolled down the car window, ordered one for himself, and handed one to Zheng Yi.
The embarrassment caused by the bumping of numbers lasted for a minute, and Zheng Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Ignore this for now—can I tell others that we are together tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Chen Gong was stunned.
Zheng Yi happily counted: "Tell Pharaoh, Qiu Mang, and tell all HALO - lest a bunch of people covet me and you!"
Chen Gong said, "Wait a minute - aren't we just playing, why are we together?"
Zheng Yi was stunned to hear this.
Chen Gong smoked a cigarette indifferently and didn't look at Zheng Yi: "Just playing, I didn't promise to be with you."
Zheng Yi couldn't take the cigarette anymore: "I thought—being able to play with this... means being able to be together..."
In this atmosphere, Chen Gong turned into a "scumbag". With a sneer, Chen Gong asked Zheng Yi, "Then you confessed to me, and you asked others to play, what do you mean?"
This question blocked Zheng for a long time without speaking.
It was quiet again until they finished smoking the cigarettes in their hands, Zheng Yi took a breath, "hehe" and laughed twice: "It's okay, it's okay to play..."
"Do you still want to continue?" Chen Gong simply "scumbag" to the end.
"Why continue?" Zheng Yi smiled bitterly: "The situation between us..."
Chen Gong remained silent.
Zheng Yi put his hand back on Chen Gong's leg again: "Let me kiss you one more time..."
Chen Gong didn't hide from Zheng Yi's hand, but he was a little overwhelmed by the atmosphere, so he just obeyed Zheng Yi's wishes, turned his head, and moved closer to Zheng Yi's direction.
Zheng Yi took a deep breath, then leaned over and clumsily "gnawed" Chen Gong.
This time the kiss took too long.
Feeling Zheng Yi's efforts to restrain the rough but really rough kiss, feeling Zheng Yi's hand touching his cheek slightly trembling - Chen Gong kept his eyes closed and didn't dare to look. Imagining that Zheng Yizheng looked at himself tenderly with eyes full of affection beyond his eyes; imagining that Zheng Yi was not a romantic boy, but a simple and extremely loyal fool...
Zheng Yi looked like a fire, and the flames scorched Chen Gong, and even the air was burned by his high temperature, and all the light that passed through was bent into a trembling indistinct appearance.
Chen Gong felt his head getting hotter and his eyes hurt more and more.
Zheng Yi kissed him, but only felt that Chen Gong was too cold, like an ice sculpture without a soul.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Chen Gong waved his fist and threatened me: "Dad, if you don't write me as an attack, I will beat you!"
Zheng Yi transferred 5 million to my account: "Dad, write me as an attack, this is just a deposit."
The reader shook me: "Silly, wake up, it's time to write a manuscript..."