boom…
The next moment, Li Qinghao was pressed against the wall by Ke Qi.
"You're playing with fire." The voice was lower and hoarse than before, with a hint of anger that perhaps even Ke Qi himself hadn't noticed.
Li Qinghao chuckled, somewhat casually: "We Chinese have a saying, it's called playing with fire. Do you think the fire I played with burned you, or did it burn me?" He stretched his right leg into Ke Qi's hand. between his legs, gently rubbing his calf, "I think it's actually not that bad. If it catches fire, just put it out with water. Everyone has water in their body, Ke Qi, let me see, what's in your body How much moisture is there?"
The unhurried voice, word by word, gently brushed into Ke Qi's heart. This voice seemed to be carrying a curse, burning Ke Qi's tight-knit sanity.
"Li Qinghao... Li Qinghao..." He gritted his teeth and called the other person's name. Ke Qi's kiss was hard and wild. He wanted to release all the fire in his heart.
This person, he must do it today.
Rudeness is sometimes a tone, especially for two people who like to play with tenderness.
When Li Qinghao was still Han Mingxu, he really had no desires or desires. But he is a man, a very normal man. Even if he does not have this need in his heart, his physical characteristics will still respond. He never gets high, and when he reacts, he can solve it with his own hands, which is very convenient.
However... it's not as comfortable as it was today.
When Ke Qi's lingering voice rang in his ears, Li Qinghao knew that the desire he had had for more than twenty years had awakened. Acting is one thing, physiological needs are another.
Bursts of fighting and groaning sounds came from the bathroom, and the door was not closed, so that it echoed throughout the room...
An hour later.
Two lazy bodies were leaning in the bathtub, and ambiguous and charming auras floated around them. And their bodies were covered with purple and red scars.
"I didn't expect you to be able to fight." Ke Qi gasped, and Li Qinghao gave him another surprise. Some people say that love is curiosity that arises from attraction, goodwill that arises from curiosity, and heartbeat that arises from goodwill.
This is how Ke Qi feels about Li Qinghao.
My heart is beating and I can't stop it.
"Compared to you, there is still a long way to go." If it were Han Mingxu's body... No, Li Qinghao knew that even if it was Han Mingxu's body, he couldn't beat this man.
Fighting with an opponent requires fierceness, and Ke Qi's dominance is something he doesn't have. He has always lived a comfortable and easy life, doing whatever he wants. And Ke Qi...: "By the way, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
Ke Qi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the atmosphere condensed in an instant.
Li Qinghao pretended not to notice his vigilance and stood up holding on to the bathtub: "Although my previous memories are not very deep, there are some hazy fragments. Coupled with the remarks of classmates in school, I always feel... I always feel that Han Mingxu is a A very... very cold person. And Keqi... when we first met, I felt that you were like a prince, so high and mighty, you were proud and enthusiastic, and... you were very lonely. This is how I feel about Han Mingxu. Different."
He casually took a shower to wash off the turbid liquid on his body: "And..." Li Qinghao turned around, "I don't know what Li Qinghao and Nancheng Lie did in the past, but..." The gentle smile appeared again, "No. Thinking about fucking me.”
There was no smile in his eyes, they were extremely fierce.
Even when he was acting, his pride did not allow him to lie under the man. At that time, Li Qinghao didn't understand love yet. One day, he understood that in front of true love, self-esteem can be surrendered.