The heating in the room seemed to be too sufficient, Xia Xingcheng felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he was deeply embedded in the middle of the soft bed.
Yang Youming put his hands on both sides of his body, his forehead pressed tightly against Xia Xingcheng's shoulders, and the delicate kisses kept falling around Xia Xingcheng's collarbone.
Xia Xingcheng raised his hand to hug him, and he could feel the muscles in his shoulders and back tangled because of the force. At this moment, he seemed strong and powerful.
Yang Youming is undoubtedly the first time to do this kind of thing with a man, but he is still skilled and dexterous. Unlike all Xia Xingcheng's past experience, he can feel that all his rhythms are firmly in the hands of the other party, and he is completely powerless. .
At this time, the big bed in the hotel shook even more, Yang Youming's body was tense, his lips moved slowly against the flexible skin on the side of Xia Xingcheng's neck, trying to suppress his breathing, but finally he couldn't help but murmured, and then The arm lost its strength, and the whole person was completely pressed on Xia Xingcheng.
Xia Xingcheng's psychological impact was even stronger than the physical one. He hugged Yang Youming tightly, wishing he would never leave his side.
The heating in the room seemed to be too sufficient, Xia Xingcheng felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he was deeply embedded in the middle of the soft bed.
There is one thing that Yang Youming is not wrong, but Xia Xingcheng will not admit to him, that is, the unsatisfactory relationship between Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang makes him miss Yang Youming even more. He clearly knew that he was not Fang Jianyuan, but he was seriously hurt in that illusory love, and he also knew very well that Yang Youming was not Yu Haiyang, and because he was not, he wanted to hold on to Yang Youming, so that he could comfort him All his grief.
So in that illusory love, was he the only one who was hurt? Xia Xingcheng turned his head and looked into Yang Youming's eyes.
Yang Youming was lying on top of him, his head resting on the pillow on his shoulder, and he was looking at him with his head tilted, those beautiful eyes were bottomless.
It was completely different from when they were acting. At that time, they were filming intimacy scenes. No matter how addicted Yu Haiyang was in the scene, Yang Youming was able to withdraw immediately when it was over.
Yang Youming just looked at him like that, and after a while, he gently touched Xia Xingcheng's red lips with his thumb.
Xia Xingcheng opened his mouth to hold his fingers, and the tip of his tongue touched his slightly sweaty fingertips.
Soon, they hug and kiss each other again.
The tireless intimacy didn't end until the middle of the night, when Xia Xingcheng curled up in Yang Youming's arms and fell asleep.
But he didn't sleep peacefully this time, and he woke up when he felt the movement of the people around him.
Xia Xingcheng closed his eyes, and his body still had traces of love. He didn't dare to move, for fear that Yang Youming would tell him to leave when he found out that he was awake, because he had promised Yang Youming that it was only for this night.
But Yang Youming just seemed to sit up, and there was no other movement.
Xia Xingcheng was terrified.
Then he felt Yang Youming's breath slowly approaching him, and then lightly kissed his cheek, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Yang Youming's footsteps went straight to the bathroom. Xia Xingcheng opened his eyes and saw that the lights in the bathroom were on, the door was closed from the inside, and after a while, there was the sound of water.
The curtains in the room had been drawn, and the heavy blackout curtains blocked almost all the light. The room was still dark, so Xia Xingcheng couldn't tell whether the sky was bright or not.
He also sat up, raised his hand to touch his face, not sure if the kiss just now was his hallucination.
After a while, Xia Xingcheng pushed the quilt away, stepped on the carpet with bare feet and stood up from the bed. He saw that the clothes he and Yang Youming had thrown there last night were scattered on the ground. Clothes, followed Yang Youming to the bathroom.
The door of the bathroom was not locked, and there was a large jacuzzi in the separate shower room. At this time, Yang Youming was standing in the bathtub, taking a shower with his back to the door.
Perhaps the sound of the shower overwhelmed the sound of Xia Xingcheng opening the door, Yang Youming never turned around until Xia Xingcheng stepped into the bathtub and hugged him from behind.
Yang Youming paused with the hand holding the shower head, and pressed the other hand on the back of Xia Xingcheng's hand holding his waist, then clasped his fingers.
The light in the bathroom was hazy and the water vapor permeated, but Xia Xingcheng still saw the traces on Yang Youming's tight back that he scratched with his hands. Time to go?"
When he felt that Yang Youming was stealing a kiss on his face, he decided to ask this question out.
Yang Youming lowered his head, the hot water from the shower washed their hands, and after a while he said, "You can go whenever you want."
Xia Xingcheng was stunned for a moment. He thought he heard it wrong. He raised his head and said, "Then I won't leave."
Yang Youming grabbed his hand and pushed it away, turned to face him, raised the shower in his hand to let the water column gently wash over Xia Xingcheng's body, then his hair, he wiped the water off Xia Xingcheng's face with the other hand, saying :"Can."
They washed each other's bodies with the hotel's shower gel and shampoo. Halfway through the wash, Xia Xingcheng wrapped them around again and pushed Yang Youming to the edge of the bathtub against the wall to sit down. His shoulders spread his legs and sat up.
His thoughts were actually quite simple. He wasn't sure where Yang Youming's feelings for him were, but his body's reaction couldn't be concealed, even if he left Yang Youming on his bed and was reluctant to leave