Drunk people are irrational. Alcohol mixed with sex-stimulating drugs is enough to turn Shen Liang's brain upside down when he is not sober. He circled Shao Quhan's flexible waist, his fingertips lingered over and over in that delicate area, and with a slight tilt of his head, he kissed the other person's soft lips.
Shao Fanhan was stunned. He reacted and stopped Shen Liang's movements with a red face: "You're crazy-"
"You are crazy, your whole family is crazy..."
Shen Liang muttered, even if he was not conscious, he would never admit defeat even if he cursed others.
Shao Fanhan was wearing his clothes. The white casual shirt obviously looked more submissive than the cold suit. With dark hair and a panicked expression, he looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Shen Liang stared at him in confusion, feeling that this scene was very familiar. After a moment, he suddenly said: "You are so beautiful..."
His voice was soft and sexy, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and it sounded like a lover's whisper in the blurred night. The fingertips slowly traced across Shao Quhan's handsome face, and there was an indescribable tenderness in the trance.
Shao Fanhan only felt that half of his face was numb. Shen Liang's hand seemed to be under magic. Wherever he touched, part of his strength would be taken away. Finally, his figure collapsed, sliding slowly down the cold wall, and fell to the ground helplessly.
No…
Shao Fanhan was pressed against the wall by Shen Liang and kissed all over. He gripped the other person's shoulders tightly, not knowing whether to push away or tighten. The ends of his eyes were red, and physiological tears overflowed from the stimulation.
"Shen Liang..." Shao Quhan was forced to raise his head, his voice broken.
He said that he wanted Shen Liang to be Shen Yan's substitute, but in fact, the two people were so different. Except for that night with stomachache, Shao Quhan had never been confused.
Shen Liang didn't even know his last name, so he couldn't care less who Shao Fanhan was calling him. He hugged the other person and rolled into a ball on the floor, peeling off the restraints layer by layer, looking unbearable.
Sober and sinking, contradictory and self-consistent.
The system was so anxious that it circled nervously: Xiao Shen, you have to hold on, hold on!
Shen Liang refused to listen. He saw that the man beneath him had red eyes and the tip of his nose was red. His cold face was stained with lust, which was as deadly as poison. He directly pried open the other man's closed teeth and drove straight in.
"Well… "
Shao Fanhan snorted. It was the first time he knew that the cold breath was so offensive, and his lazy appearance during the day seemed to be just a disguise. He could obviously push Shen Liang away, but he couldn't, and endless regret filled his heart.
As for what he was regretting, he couldn't tell clearly. He only knew that this feeling faintly broke the fate and ending planned for him by the world.
The system went around and around, cheering Shen Liang up: Xiao Shen Xiao Shen! You have to hold on! Be sure to hold on!
The words spoken by the system were filtered by Shen Lian's confused brain and turned into a string of meaningless and vague characters. He felt the noise, frowned slightly, picked up Shao Quhan with force, threw him on the bed, and followed closely.
#小 Shen can’t control it anymore#
Shao Quhan's heart was beating very fast. The air conditioner was on in the room, and the cold air flowed freely, covering his skin exposed to the air, which was in sharp contrast to the burning heat on Shen Liang's body.
"Shen... Shen Liang..." Shao Quhan spoke again, but even he didn't know what he wanted to express.
Shen Liang raised his eyes while kissing him, and finally said to him: "Huh?"
The tail note rises slightly, with a bit of hook, and then gradually disappears into the air.
Shao Fanhan retreated unconsciously. For a moment, he suddenly felt that he was completely defeated. He couldn't tell where he lost, but he just lost: "Shen Liang, don't be like this..."
The words he spoke were so feeble.
Shen Liang didn't say anything. He clasped Shao Quhan's gauze-wrapped right hand and slowly pulled it to his shoulder. When he lowered his head, the tip of his nose was touching the tip of his nose, and his lips were touching his lips. There was an indescribable intimacy: "Be good..."
The voice entangles people like a silk web, making it impossible to break free.
Shao Fanhan was stunned, as if his soul had left his body, and he just wanted to let others manipulate him.
There was ambiguity upstairs and silence downstairs.
Shen Yan was drunk and lying on the sofa in a daze. As a result, he turned over and fell to the ground. He suddenly woke up because of the pain.
He stood up from the ground staggeringly, feeling that his whole brain was about to explode. After trying hard to identify for a long time, he realized that he was at Shao Quhan's home.
Shen Yan didn't think much, he just thought that Shen Liang had sent him back. He held on to the stair railing and went upstairs in the dark, preparing to go back to his room to sleep. When he passed by the dark room, he suddenly heard some movement coming from inside, and his footsteps stopped.
Shen Yan reached out hesitantly and knocked on the door tentatively: "A Liang?"
"boom-"
There was only a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the room, and then the world became completely silent.
Just now, when Shen Liang was in a state of confusion, holding Shao Quhan under him, and just about to break through the last line of defense, Shen Yan's voice suddenly sounded outside.
As you can imagine, Shao Quhan was so frightened that he suddenly woke up and pushed Shen Liang out as a reflex. Shen Liang, a drunkard, couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground with a thud.
Hearing the movement inside, Shen Yan was a little confused, frowned and knocked on the door again: "A Liang, are you in there?!"
Three seconds later, the door clicked and someone opened it from the inside. After Shao Fanhan helped the drunk Shen Liang to bed, he walked out with a cold face, looking the same as before, provided that he ignored his slightly swollen lower lip and messy hair.
Fortunately, the corridor was dimly lit and I couldn't see clearly.
Seeing that it was him, Shen Yan subconsciously took a step back and said in a surprised tone: "Mr. Shao, why are you in A Liang's room?"
Shao Fanhan's ears were still burning. He frowned and could only make up a random reason: "He was drunk, I sent him back to the room."
Probably because of his guilty conscience, his tone was urgent, with a hint of imperceptible impatience.
It was the first time that Shao Fanhan spoke to Shen Yan in this tone. As soon as the words came out, not only Shen Yan, but also he himself was stunned.
How does it feel when someone who never dared to speak loudly to you before suddenly becomes aggressive to you? No matter who it is, they will be a little uncomfortable to some extent, and Shen Yan is no exception.
He looked at Shao Quhan in astonishment, and for a moment he suspected that he had heard wrongly.
Shao Fanhan's body stiffened for a moment, thinking to himself what was wrong with him, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit. He subconsciously looked at Shen Yan and explained awkwardly: "What I mean is..."
"fine,"
Shen Yan was slightly relieved and felt that he had thought too much.
Shao Fanhan has always liked him, so how could he change? He glanced through the crack in the door and saw Shen Liang sleeping peacefully on the bed. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and forced a smile, "Mr. Shao, I'm going back to the room to rest first."
After he finished speaking, he passed by Shao Fanhan and accidentally saw the injury on his hand. He seemed to want to ask something, but he didn't say anything. He lowered his head, quickened his pace, and left in a hurry.
“…”
Shao Fanhan looked at his back, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the gauze in his palm. After a moment, he slowly tightened his fingertips and clenched them into fists.
It’s this avoidant attitude again…
At this moment, no one knew what kind of emotions were surging in Shao Quhan's heart.
He may feel that this world is really disgusting to the extreme, and it has not given him the slightest joy since birth.
Or... He was thinking about why the person who injured him and the person who treated him were not the same person.
Why, it can't be the same...
The door was half open, and through the crack, the figure of the person on the bed could be vaguely seen rising and falling. Shao Quhan tilted his head and stared at the sleeping Shen Liang for a moment, then reached out and gently closed the door.
The night passed like that.
Shen Liang was not asleep. He was just pushed to the ground by Shao Quhan yesterday and his head accidentally hit the coffee table and he was knocked unconscious. However, the lights in the room were not turned on, and Shao Fanhan didn't notice. He hurriedly helped Shen Liang to bed and left.
"Hiss..."
Shen Liang looked in the mirror for a long time early in the morning and found that his forehead was quite swollen. He lowered his head and took a deep breath, trying to remember what happened last night, but his mind went blank.
Shen Liang gritted his teeth and asked the system bitterly: "Why is there a bump on my head?"
System: Because your head hit the coffee table.
Shen Liang: "Why did my head hit the coffee table?"
System: Recommended by Shao Fanhan.
OK, it turned out to be him!
Shen Liang: "Why did he push me?"
It’s too poisonous!
The system is vague: because you have no control.
Shen Liang wondered why he couldn't control it. Did he kill someone or set a fire? Shao Quhan clearly wanted to take revenge.
Very good. Shen Liang completely forgot about yesterday's events and broke up after getting home.
In the early morning, Shen Yan had already packed his things and returned to school. When Shao Fanhan came downstairs, he saw Shen Liang sitting on the sofa watching TV with a bag of potato chips in his arms, and he couldn't help but pause.
When he thinks about what happened yesterday, he feels a little uncomfortable.
Shao Fanhan straightened his tie unconsciously and walked downstairs slowly. He deliberately made some noise, but Shen Liang didn't even raise his head.
Shao Fanhan paused when he saw this, and noticed something unusual. He walked up to Shen Liang and was about to say something, but when he saw a ring of gauze wrapped around the other person's head, he was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"
Shen Liang paused and looked up at him, thinking, do you still have the nerve to ask
"I don't know, it was like this when I woke up in the morning." Shen Liang's tone was not really kind.
Shao Fanhan didn't know what he thought of when he heard this, and his body froze, and he couldn't care less about his serious attitude for a moment. He slowly sat down on the sofa and remained silent for a long time. He was not sure whether Shen Liang knew that he had done it.
You said that Shen Liang knew, but he didn't say a word about it; you said that Shen Liang didn't know, and his attitude was quite bad.
A well-known tokusatsu film was playing on the TV, in which Ultraman fought a little monster. No one knew why Shen Liang watched this kind of movie with gusto. For a moment, the only sound left in the living room was the sound of fighting coming from the TV.
Shen Liang didn't speak and kept eating potato chips.
Shao Fanhan reluctantly sat with Shen Liang for a few minutes, but finally couldn't sit still any longer. He adjusted his sitting posture uncomfortably and asked, "What are you... looking at?"
Shen Liang didn't want to pay attention to him and asked knowingly.
Shao Fanhan pursed his lips and asked again: "What are you looking at?"
Shen Liang: ""My brother's name is Diga"."