Salted Fish Doesn’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

Chapter 26

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Fang Lin lay on his stomach, his whole body buried in the soft and white bed, occasionally making a very soft sound, throwing himself into this side of the lake, creating a layer of ripples, and then new rainwater fell in, forming a bigger and more turbulent torrent.

This time the curtains were closed, and everything was quiet. He couldn't see the night view outside the window, and he could only feel everything in the moment, including the smoke-smelling air, warm hands, and the irresistible breath that made people want to escape and possess.

When he shed physical tears, his waist became softer. Whenever he felt that he was about to sink in, another hand would grab his wrist and pull him up slightly, encouraging Fang Lin to put his hand on the other's waist.

"Duan..." He just said a word, and the remaining syllables were swallowed by the sudden wave again, he gritted his teeth, and he was speechless again.

"En." Even though there was only one syllable, Duan Changke agreed. But Fang Lin was still not allowed to run away.

Fang Lin rested his chin on his stomach with his left hand, smelling the smoke of lust in the air, and turned his right hand behind his back.

He felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to move his waist to relax, but Duan Changke held him down.

"Don't move," he said, "It's dirty, how are you going to sleep later?"

In fact, Fang Lin wanted to say that the bed was big, and he would just fall asleep on the other side after a while, so it wasn't a problem. After thinking about it, he realized that something had fallen on his waist.

Probably he has to be more courageous at this time. He has been lying on the ground for too long, and even if he feels that his tone is hateful when he speaks, it sounds like a coquettish to Duan Changke: "Didn't you make it yourself?!"

He heard a chuckle, and the person behind covered him, touched the back of his neck with his lips, and said, "Mmm. It's my fault."

The voice was not so cold, which made Fang Lin almost have the illusion of pampering, but he clearly knew it was not.

In any case, Fang Lin's viciousness died down as soon as he stood up.

He slowed down, then turned his head to look at Duan Changke's face, he was sunk in the soft quilt while the other party was still standing, looking down at him, with a little smile on his lips, not as cold as the first time, sometimes This kind of mature and suave, but not to the point of emotional investment.

But Duan Changke was a bit nasty, obviously he was the one who apologized nicely, but now, as if deliberately torturing Fang Lin, she took his palm, with a bewitching voice, asking him to touch it for himself.

Fang Lin couldn't refuse his order at all, but the two of them intertwined their fingers, and as soon as he was induced to move down, he quickly flicked his hand away like an electric shock.

Duan Changke didn't speak, but forcefully pulled him back to prevent him from leaving. The two of them also covered the place just now. Fang Lin couldn't break free, so he could only grit his teeth and close his eyes, pretending that his right hand also belonged to Duan Changke now.

This feeling of being restrained probably pleased Duan Changke very much. After a while, Fang Lin felt a burst of heat coming from his back again. Just as he was about to turn his head, his chin was pinched, and the man kissed him.

His kiss this time was not like the first temptation, it was a little more gentle than the movement, but the tip of the tongue was still fierce, Fang Lin was nervous before it disappeared, and quickly reacted, he was only stunned for a moment, and then began to cater crazily.

When he was forced to move his lips due to lack of oxygen, he tasted a very faint smell of blood in his mouth.

But Duan Changke didn't care about this, Fang Lin heard his tone very happy, and even patted his buttocks as a compliment, and commented on this kiss: "Not bad, it's better than last time."

Fang Lin's eyes were clouded by the kiss, he looked pitiful and hazy, and did not speak.

The night was very long, and in the middle of the night, Fang Lin was carried into the bathroom by Duan Changke.

In the past few times, Duan Changke either just walked away, or left Fang Lin to clean it up alone, or came again before cleaning it up. In short, Fang Lin was quite apprehensive about all kinds of bathroom memories.

Probably because Fang Lin looks a bit miserable now, unexpectedly Duan Changke really stopped torturing him this time, and even tried to clean him. Although he was not as proficient in lubricating as at the time, and the speed was surprisingly slow, it was good anyway.

His movements were actually a bit clumsy, and he didn't know how to take care of others. Fang Lin almost choked on the water several times, but he avoided being washed away because he backed away.

But it was not without "accidents" along the way.

It may be too troublesome to help clean up all the time, and both of them are honest with each other. At a certain moment, Fang Lin felt that there was something wrong with the other party, and was tremblingly trying to explain that although he didn't have to wake up too early tomorrow, he should not be too tired, when he heard Duan Changke say He said "forget it", then lowered his head and touched his lips again.

They kissed in the fine mist cast by the shower.

Can't tell desire, instinct, or other feelings, it's just a kiss.

Duan Changke didn't torture him anymore, Fang Lin was kissed by him, and after feeling that the other party had solved it on his own, desire finally rushed into the pipe along the water flow in the bathroom.

All odors are also gone.

After staying in the bathroom for too long, Fang Lin had to shower five times before coming out with his back in his arms. The air conditioner in the room was turned on very cold. As soon as he was naked, he shivered subconsciously as soon as he came into contact with the cool breeze.

Fortunately, Duan Changke quickly put him under the quilt.

Fang Lin looked at Duan Changke's silhouette in the darkness, his voice was not loud, a little waxy from the steam in the bathroom: "President Duan."

"Are you going up?"

Duan Changke stopped drinking water and did not deny it.

After a while, he asked; "What if I come out of your room tomorrow and someone sees me?"

Fang Lin hadn't thought about this, so of course he didn't know what to do. He paused, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Duan Changke walking towards him, lifted one side of the quilt, and lay down in it.

"I'm just kidding." Duan Changke said, "It's been arranged, you will only stay on your floor."

Fang Lin was still in a daze, so the other party rubbed his hair: "Go to sleep."

"… Oh."

Duan Changke lay down next to him, Fang Lin turned his back to him and played with his mobile phone, missing messages before starting to check.

Chu Chen posted a message on Weibo to check in the city, Tao Le slipped away to find food alone because he didn't follow him, and Lan Peirou posted a group view in the circle of friends, saying, "xxx really killed me, how could there be Such a beautiful fairy love"——Ever since Fang Lin asked her for a novel, she seemed to have assigned him to the dynamic group where he could be seen.

Fang Lin started to feel drowsy after watching it. He stuffed his phone next to his pillow, rubbed his eyes and yawned.

He could feel Duan Changke's existence, and kept a close distance with him.

It seems to be like this every time.

But probably because the tenderness hadn't completely faded tonight, Fang Lin shrank himself completely under the quilt and called Duan Changke.

"President Duan," he reached out to raise the temperature by two degrees at the head of the bed, "The temperature of the air conditioner is a bit low."

"a little cold."

He retracted his hand, and then said to Duan Changke, "You give me a hug."

In the dark, the other party didn't speak, but Fang Lin felt that the heat source was getting closer to him.

In the next second, he was hugged by the other party's arms, and the continuous warmth completely enveloped him, together with the cold arms that were exposed outside just now.

His back was pressed against Duan Changke's chest, and because of the distance, he couldn't feel the other person's heartbeat.

But this night Fang Lin fell asleep quickly and slept soundly.