Yang Youming looked at Xia Xingcheng for a long time and said, "No."
Xia Xingcheng really gave up. The courage he mustered up all night was dissipated in front of Yang Youming's last sentence "No". He shook off Yang Youming's hand and walked outside over him.
But Yang Youming grabbed his arm again, pulled him back, and said, "Aren't you and Tan Xueyue very close? You obviously prefer girls, so why do you have to make such a meaningless attempt."
Xia Xingcheng wanted to refute him, but felt tired again. He wanted to shake off his hand again, and just said, "What's your business?"
Yang Youming is his idol, the man he likes and admires. He has never spoken to Yang Youming in such a tone.
"Xingcheng," Yang Youming grabbed his hand tighter, "do you really understand your feelings for me? That's not true, it's a phantom projected by Fang Jianyuan in your heart, and it doesn't belong to us in the first place. The relationship belongs to Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang. They can't make it to the end, so you need to find comfort in me! "
Xia Xingcheng's eyes were red, and he yelled at Yang Youming: "No! Why do you define my feelings? I know that I am not Fang Jianyuan, and you are not Yu Haiyang. My feelings are not a substitute for Fang Jianyuan's feelings!" After he finished yelling, he felt even more tired. He didn't want to stay here any longer, and his voice cooled down and said, "Whatever, if you think it's just comforting but refuse to give it to me, I'll find other comfort."
After saying this, he was cruel and used the other hand to grab Yang Youming's hand, but unexpectedly, in the next second, Yang Youming suddenly pulled him closer and kissed his lips.
Xia Xingcheng was stunned.
It was not a kiss of tender comfort, but a kiss that was hot and intense, showing all the possessive aggression of a man.
When Yang Youming's lips left, he picked him up, put him close to his ear and said, "Come on." After that, he carried Xia Xingcheng into the room, and threw it on the bed roughly, then knelt on one leg beside the bed and stretched out his hand. Unbuttoning his shirt one by one, he kept staring at Xia Xingcheng.
Underneath the shirt is Yang Youming's sturdy body, with beautiful abdominal muscles under his broad chest, and the thin mermaid line on the waist is clearly visible, extending down to the suit trousers bound by the belt.
Xia Xingcheng had never seen Yang Youming like this before. He was inexplicably frightened, and subconsciously leaned back on the bed with his elbows.
As a result, Yang Youming grabbed his ankle and helped him take off his shoes.
Xia Xingcheng's chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing seemed to be blocked.
Yang Youming leaned forward, put his hands on his sides, looked down at him from a height, and said solemnly, "Take off your clothes."
Xia Xingcheng didn't move. He saw himself in Yang Youming's eyes with an undisguised panic on his face.
Yang Youming said, "What are you afraid of? You can ignore everything, as long as you can sleep with me?" After he finished speaking, he stood up straight, his fingers flexibly unbuttoned the belt, and then slowly pulled the belt from the waistband of his trousers. out.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't help blushing. He didn't understand why Yang Youming's action of pulling the belt was so erotic. He took a deep breath, sat up from the bed, raised his hand and started to undress.
The curtains in the room were not drawn. Although he knew that there were no tall buildings nearby to see the scene clearly, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but look outside, feeling like he was being watched.
Yang Youming noticed his gaze and said, "You dare to come here to find me, do you still mind being seen?"
Xia Xingcheng froze suddenly, raised his head and looked at Yang Youming angrily, took off all his clothes, stepped on the bed with his feet, and threw off his underwear and outer pants to the ground, he just sat naked on the bed, defiantly. Looking at Yang Youming.
Yang Youming looked at him silently for a long time, and squatted down beside the bed holding his hand, his eyes and tone softened, he raised his head and said to Xia Xingcheng: "Xingcheng, have you really thought about it? Here I'm the one who should be responsible in this relationship, and I don't want to hurt you."
Xia Xingcheng looked down at him and said, "I'm an adult."
Yang Youming didn't speak, he just held the hand tightly, buried his head after a while, and put the hand on his face.
Xia Xingcheng suddenly felt soft in his heart.
Yang Youming put his face against Xia Xingcheng's hand and stayed silent for a long time before he stood up slowly, still kneeling on one leg beside the bed, bent down and kissed Xia Xingcheng's lips.
This time the kiss was gentle and deep.
While they were kissing, Yang Youming pulled Xia Xingcheng's hand to the button of his trousers waist.
Xia Xingcheng understood his gesture, and with short and trembling breaths, he unbuttoned the button with his fingers, and then slowly pulled down the zipper.
He is not inexperienced, on the contrary he has had many girlfriends and he knows how to flirt with girls in bed. But in the face of Yang Youming, he couldn't use any means, and could only react instinctively.
He knows that the relationship between him and Yang Youming is now unequal. He doesn't know how deep Yang Youming's feelings are for him, but he can be sure that he cares more about this relationship than Yang Youming.
Because I care, I am cautious and make compromises.
Yang Youming took off the last layer of restraint on his body and covered Xia Xingcheng.