Wen Zezhen's forehead was against the door frame, the sharp edges and corners made his forehead a little bit painful, stimulating the nerves to maintain a sense of reason.
He recalled the scene he just saw on the official blog - the bright stage light reflected between Rong Yuheng's Qingjun brows, his pupils were full of stars.
The latter's rosy and tender lips fit softly on the back of the fair hand, and after being squeezed and deformed, it springs back to a full shape.
The flesh is close to each other, and the kiss has a wet and loud water-stained sound, ambiguous and sultry.
Although the camera shot was not particularly clear, Rong Yuheng's blowing kiss revealed the hand rope on Haobai's wrist for a moment, which was clearly the one he had brought to him.
It seems like a hidden and reckless oath to the world, with such a bold and enthusiastic gesture, making a tacit confession of love.
Wen Zezhen couldn't take it anymore, blood rushed to his brain instantly, his heart thumped wildly between his chest, squeezed, stretched, and squeezed together... as if it was about to explode.
Love and lust surged in it, eager to find an outlet, he couldn't wait for a moment.
…
The scorching breath hit the foggy glass, and a layer of water vapor came out. Wen Zezhen said,
"Let me in, right now."
"What are you doing?" Rong Yuheng's voice was mixed in the bathroom, and he took a small step back inside. Now the bubbles on his body haven't been rinsed off, it's slippery, "I haven't finished washing it yet."
"I know." Wen Zezhen continued leaning against the door, "but I just want to come in now."
Rong Yuheng hesitated for two seconds, "... Are you in a hurry?"
It was quiet for a moment outside the door, and then the door handle suffered a heavy blow!
Wen Zezhen gritted his teeth, "I'm not in a hurry to urinate, I'm in a hurry."
Rong Yuheng was frightened by the fierce owner Wen, "If you don't open it, you can't open it!"
Wen Zezhen calmed down and coaxed him softly, "I'm not doing anything, let me in."
"What are you doing in here?"
"Come in..." Wen Zezhen swallowed the common lines in the tyrannical routine to the bottom of his tongue, "Come in and see you."
"..." Rong Yuheng immediately felt as if he was being visited.
He turned back under the shower to continue rinsing, and put Wen Zezhen on the play first, "You make it clear, if you don't make it clear, we won't let you in."
Wen Zezhen paused, and had to play the emotional card honestly, "I saw the performance was filmed, cub..." He breathed again, "You want to kill me, don't you?"
It turned out to be a direct shot!
Rong Yuheng felt a little smug in his heart, alas, no wonder Wen Zezhen was so excited, it seemed that he had something to poke at him!
Kekekekeke~
He just rinsed himself clean at this moment, wrapped his bathrobe and walked towards the door.
Now that he's dressed, he can kiss his owner.
Rong Yuheng's hand pressed on the doorknob, and as soon as he pressed it down, the bathroom door was vigorously pushed open - bang,
He was startled and took a step back quickly! I saw a tall figure rushing into the door, pressing straight towards him. In the next second, Rong Yuheng was pulled into a wide embrace by a force.
"Wen Zezhen!" he exclaimed.
Wen Zezhen wrapped his arms tightly around him, and buried his head in Rong Yuheng's shoulders. The bridge of the tall nose rubbed against the side of the neck twice, and then all the way up, with a warm breath, the lips sucked the wet water droplets on the former cheek, and then lightly pecked.
Rong Yuheng shuddered all over...
Although he was wearing a bathrobe, he was only wearing a bathrobe! He now felt that his upper body was imprisoned by Wen Zezhen, and he couldn't move at all, but the air was leaking from below.
Hemp eggs, really chicken jelly!
"Let me go out and put on my clothes and then po po?" Rong Yuheng was choked with saliva, struggling to survive in the cracks, and negotiating with the initiator.
"it is good."
Wen Zezheng restrained his waist, lifted him lightly, lifted the person off the ground, turned his head and walked towards the bedroom outside the bathroom.
This posture made them fit very closely, and when walking around, Rong Yuheng felt Wen Zezhen's enthusiasm.
His heart was trembling...Fuck, this is too, too fucking enthusiastic!
Wen Zezhen didn't know what shame was at all, so he put the person next to the bed in this posture, and bent over and arched twice.
Rong Yuheng, "..."
Wen Zezhen looked down at the person, the height difference between the top and bottom made it easy for him to see the beautiful scenery under the latter's loose neckline.
His little hamster, milky white, really fragrant.
Seeing Wen Zezhen's expression, Rong Yuheng seemed to be ready to run wild, so he licked his lips and rubbed against the bed.
"Then... go up the mountain?"
As the saying goes, one is born again, and the second is cooked. He's also a shameless old driver now.
Wen Zezhen didn't answer, and looked around him deeply, and then pressed it down.
The engine rumbled, and with the handbrake on, it drove up the mountain.
Rong Yuheng's washing was fragrant and white, and his mind was cloudy. He only felt that Wen Zezhen's driving skills had improved again, and his teeth were sharper than before.
His face hurts and his neck hurts.
So Rong Yuheng reciprocated and nibbled on Wen Zezhen's ear.
"Well," the person above let out a muffled groan.
Rong Yuheng was triumphant and licked his little tiger teeth. My teeth are also very sharp.
In the next second, Wen Zezhen released the handbrake.
Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment and looked at the former in a dazed way: ... revenge
Wen Zezheng grabbed his waist and turned the person over and covered him. Rong Yuheng reacted, and hurriedly turned around to hold him down, "No, no, it will break the skin and it will hurt!"
Wen Zezhen paused for a while, then laughed in a low voice, "I have a good method that doesn't break the skin, would you like to try it?"
"…?"
A few minutes later, the milky white hamster was frightened and crawled all over the bed.
"This is not Qiu Mingshan, I have never seen such a scenery!"
Wen Zezhen hurriedly brought him back, coaxing and persuading him, "This is Qiu Ming Mountain, the mountain behind Qiu Ming Mountain that you have never been to... It's even better than the top of the mountain, and it's fascinating... "
Rong Yuheng was about to punch and kick - this road is too steep, he's afraid he won't be able to do it!
Wen Zezhen then coaxed him, "Look, I said before that the scenery on the top of the mountain is good, but I didn't lie to you, did I? Double the happiness is also really doubled, you don't lose, right? Believe me this time, the back mountain's The scenery is really beautiful.”
Rong Yuheng whimpered and pushed his hand out, "Then he's my back mountain..."
Wen Zezhen's tone was soft, "Wouldn't that look even better? My cub is top-notch no matter what."
Rong Yuheng's push and refusal stopped, but there was a hint of persuasion.
Moreover, Wen Zezhen was very good at blowing rainbows, which made him feel comfortable.
"Then...then try? But I can ask to get off at any time."
"Of course, of course..." Wen Zezhen had a completely "you have the final say" look, and began to test gently on the way to the back mountain...
It was fine at first, Wen Zezhen was very gentle and polite, and while walking in, he asked him, "How is it, isn't this road steep?"
Rong Yuheng hummed, "It's okay."
But halfway through the trip, he felt uncomfortable. The deeper and narrower the road went, he pushed Wen Zezhen, "I think we're almost here, right?"
Wen Zezhen's sweat was about to break down. His speed was very slow, he was afraid of motion sickness.
"Persistence is victory, shall we go further?"
Rong Yuheng actually heard a hint of inspiration from it! outrageous.
He was about to correct Wen Zezhen's wording, when he suddenly felt a drop of sweat on his shoulder, the temperature was so hot that he couldn't help shrinking.
... It seems that Wen Zezhen is also very uncomfortable.
After realizing this, Rong Yuheng felt shamefully soft-hearted. They are all people who have been drivers. He can understand the feeling. Although he is a little scared, he really can't bear to drive Wen Zezhen down the mountain like this.
Rong Yuheng adjusted her posture a little and sent it to Wen Zezhen.
The breathing of the person behind him stagnated for a while, and then suddenly increased!
He couldn't control his speed, and suddenly raised it to 80 miles, Rong Yuheng almost didn't bounce,
"Hi!" He ducked to the side, but was dragged back by his arm.
Wen Zezhen's strength was gentle, but he couldn't escape.
Rong Yuheng struggled twice but did not break free, sobbed and bit his pillow and returned to the mountain road.
They didn't know how long they walked slowly on the road, when Wen Zezhen suddenly found a beautiful scene. He took Rong Yuheng there, and the latter trembled violently almost instantly!
Wen Zezhen's eyes lit up, it turned out to be here.
"Cub, here?"
Rong Yuheng was stunned! His face was red, and he was shivering while holding the little pillow—no, no one told him that there is such a view in the back mountain!
Seeing him like that, Wen Zezhen knew he liked it. Immediately, he worked harder, and bit by bit, he opened this beautiful picture... A beauty more beautiful than the top of Qiu Ming Mountain was finally slowly revealed in front of the two of them.
The sweet spring water moistens the gully, and the ground underfoot is soaked with the spring water, very soft.
Wen Zezhen buried himself in the hamster's fur, took a deep breath, and then touched it.
Rong Yuheng felt it, he instinctively wanted to jump forward, but he held back abruptly, staying where he was without resisting.
Because it is Wen Zezhen.
Sweat dripped down from Rong Yuheng's forehead and landed on the pillow, forming a circle of dark water marks. All the small actions of Wen Zezheng in the past suddenly appeared in his mind very clearly at this moment—
Every seemingly random date, every script to match the performance, every well-choreographed excuse... There are traces of Wen Zezhen's intentional creation everywhere.
He should have noticed it earlier.
No one in this world is boring enough to spend a lot of time to accompany you. Those so-called coincidences, coincidences, and intersections are all just one person who "planned" and willingly.
The moment Wen Zezhen broke in, Rong Yuheng burst into tears. It wasn't because of the pain, he just had a brewing emotion in him.
Wen Zezhen was still too gentle, which made him feel loved.
He was willing to give it, because Wen Zezhen's good was worth it.
…
Wen Zezhen reclaimed the back mountain for a while and gradually increased his speed.
He's going down fast now.
However, Rong Yuheng gradually couldn't stand it anymore. He was lying on the quilt, listening to the screeching sound of the engine, the engine vibrating at a high frequency, and his legs and feet were sore and numb.
He gradually shrank back with tears in his eyes, "Would you like to end it soon?"
Wen Zezhen paused, then lifted him up and put him back in the driver's seat, "It's still early, baby."
Rong Yuheng groaned, feeling that tears were about to fall. It's no use calling him "baby", his brother is right, these are all man's rhetoric!
He also said that the skin is not broken, but the skin is not worn, but this kind of extreme happiness and pain mixed together, it is simply shattering.
"I really don't need it, um, it's almost enough...?"
"There is a wider beauty ahead, come here..."
"Shut up! Woohoo..."
"Okay, I won't say it." Wen Zezhen really didn't say anything, and just continued to do big things in a low voice.
After a while, he regretted the big event, and he cried again, "How about we... er, or... continue to chat for a while?"
Wen Zezhen patted him with a slap. It didn't hurt, but it caused more intense stimulation.
Rong Yuheng was completely paralyzed into a ball of hamster cake, still watery. He was lying on his stomach and sobbing sobbing, and his little mouth didn't forget to scold him in the interval between howling.
"… "
Wen Zezhen couldn't listen any longer. His little cub was quite a bit sloppy, but he kept every old account in mind.
"Remember when I asked you for a reward?" Wen Zezhen whispered in his ear, "What did you give me at that time?"
Rong Yuheng had no time to remember these things now, he sobbed, "What...?"
Wen Zezhen, "Crack, snap, snap, snap."
Rong Yuheng, "..." Woohoo.
Wen Zezheng pinched him again, "Is there still chicken jelly?"
Rong Yuheng, "..." Woohoo! ! !
Wen Zezhen continued to turn over the old accounts, and every time he turned over, Rong Yuheng's cry increased by one degree. He simply suspected that Wen Zezhen had a cloud note in his head that could be recalled at any time.
At the end of the page, Rong Yuheng cried until the snot bubbles came out of his nose. He was lifted up by Wen Zezhen countless times, and then fell down softly.
Rong Yuheng let out a loud cry, "Don't mention it, don't mention it..."
"Forget what?"
"Old accounts, and waist... don't mention it..."
"Okay." Wen Zezhen said and stopped moving.
Rong Yuheng cried for a while: ... Is he finally going to die
Before he had time to smile happily, Wen Zezhen's hand was covered, his scorching palm made him tremble, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.
"Then get up by yourself."
Rong Yuheng's small eyes widened in disbelief - get up!
He rubbed the sheet with tears and snot, looking aggrieved, "How do I get up...?"
Wen Zezhen supported him, his subordinates pinched him gently, and persuaded him, "Let's stand taller, will you?"
The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng: woo woo woo...
Ps. I tried my best for fear of being locked up, and I lost the re-code once I saved the manuscript [foaming at the mouth]
Please also go up the mountain in a low-key manner and watch the scenery calmly... The comment area is as calm as possible... As if nothing happened