1.
Since entering the sophomore year, Chen Xing felt from the bottom of his heart that Lin Xiucheng's personality became more and more unpredictable.
One day, Chen Xing was taking a shower, and Lin Xiucheng saw that his phone screen was always on and sent messages, so he glanced at it.
Chen Xing is a person who doesn't have any secrets. All the information on the phone is displayed in preview. Lin Xiucheng glanced at it casually, and saw a large number of harassing sentences in English quickly jumping out from the top of the screen.
As an adoptive father with no sense of privacy and morality, Lin Xiucheng picked up Chen Xing's mobile phone with great interest and browsed it. In just a few minutes, he analyzed the key words: love at first sight, male, classmate, white.
Chen Xing came out wiping his hair, and Lin Xiucheng was reading with gusto.
"What are you doing?" Chen Xing also came over, "Ah, why are you here again?"
He took the phone from Lin Xiucheng's hand, unlocked it, deleted the harassing messages, and continued to drag the number into the blacklist. Seeing Lin Xiucheng looking at him, he explained, "A retarded person."
Lin Xiucheng still looked at him.
Chen Xing threw away the towel, sat next to him, and said to him, "I'm likable, did you know that from the first day?"
"It would be great if I could lock you up," Lin Xiucheng said thoughtfully suddenly, he put his hand on Chen Xing's kneecap, squeezed it hard, then slid down his calf, pinching his right ankle The iron shackles on him, as if he was really considering locking up Chen Xing, "Locked at home, he can't go anywhere."
"You are sick, I haven't said you and your Christina yet." Chen Xing felt that Lin Xiucheng's thoughts were dangerous, and he frowned very quickly and patted Lin Xiucheng's hand holding his ankle, "Then When you were in the room with her, I was listening outside."
"What were you thinking at that time?"
"I was thinking..." Chen Xing withdrew his foot and stood up, "Why should I tell you?"
He wanted to go into the room, but suddenly Lin Xiucheng grabbed his hands from behind. Lin Xiucheng pulled the strap of his bathrobe and tied his hands.
Chen Xing remembered the section of Blackcomb Mountain a few years ago, it was very unpleasant, and he didn't want to cooperate with Lin Xiucheng's taste, so he turned around and said, "Untie it."
"Tell me what you were thinking at that time, and I will untie it for you." Lin Xiucheng's tone was gentle, but his movement of pushing Chen Xing back on the sofa was a little tough.
Chen Xing thought Lin Xiucheng's behavior was funny, so he wasn't angry anymore, and looked up at him: "Why, are you jealous?"
"I really want to fuck you with my big eight-inch dick." Lin Xiucheng said, it was one of the notifications that popped up on Chen Xing's phone just now, and Chen Xing also saw it.
"..." Chen Xing choked for a moment, and softened his tone, "That's a pervert, you argue with him, who knows if it's eight inches or 0.8 inches, anyway, it must not be as big as you."
He leaned over again, and kissed Lin Xiucheng's penis through the suit pants: "Dad, help me untie it, how many times have you tied me up?"
Then turned his back and waited for him, Lin Xiucheng took a few seconds to untie him.
His hands were free, but Chen Xing felt a little uncomfortable. He was the one who was being harassed, but he still bowed his head to show favor to Lin Xiucheng, who was unhappy. Isn't this rushing to make a fool of himself
Thinking of this, Chen Xing looked at his wrist with cold eyes.
For Lin Xiucheng, this chapter is almost over, and the rest is to take care of the people who harassed Chen Xing. He returned to his gentle and amiable appearance, and asked Chen Xing what time he bought the ticket for tomorrow.
Chen Xing is now living a life of running between Manchester City and London, returning home after class, Lin Xiucheng does not always have time to pick him up, half of the time the driver goes there.
Lin Xiucheng really wanted to take Chen Xing to Manchester City in person, but sometimes the schedule was too full, and if he cared about one end, he would ignore the other end. Not to mention that when we were together with Chen Xing, time flew by, as if a lifetime passed in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xing stayed in London for three full days and nights a week. Lin Xiucheng felt that it was too short, and he didn't dare to recall how Chen Xing got here during the two years in the United States.
Chen Xing didn't answer his question, sat on the sofa, stared at his wrist and did not move for a long time.
Lin Xiucheng thought that he was tied too tightly just now, so he leaned down, took his hand and picked it up, wanting to see if there were any bruises.
Chen Xing withdrew his hand, glanced at him, picked up the phone and went back to the room.
Lin Xiucheng stayed in the living room for a while before returning to the room. Chen Xing was already asleep, lying on one side of the bed, sleeping outside, Lin Xiucheng walked around to the edge of the bed to look at him.
Chen Xing looked more like a college student when he fell asleep, gentle and harmless, breathing softly, his chest rose and fell, and the strap of his nightgown was pulled away by Lin Xiucheng just now, revealing the skin of his abdomen.
Lin Xiucheng leaned over and pulled off his clothes to check Chen Xing's tattoos. He has been very insecure recently, and he blamed Gu Qing for sending him some chicken soup that frees children to achieve themselves.
Chen Xing's skin is young and tight, exuding the smell of a young man in his twenties. The tattoo seems to have become a part of his body, and the movements of sleeping Lin Xiucheng are gradually revealed.
"Chen Xing, you are mine." Lin Xiucheng announced softly.
Chen Xing patted his hand away impatiently, turned over and fell asleep again.
2.
As soon as the four working days passed, it was time for Chen Xing to go home. Chen Xing has no classes from Friday to Sunday, as long as Lin Xiucheng is in London, he will go home.
But this week, Chen Xing took his first step to change.
In fact, for the whole week, Chen Xing's attitude towards Lin Xiucheng was very strange, perfunctory and polite, as if he was planning to do something bad. On Thursday afternoon, when Lin Xiucheng received a call from Chen Xing saying that he would not go home, he even felt that it was expected.
Lin Xiucheng shut up the subordinates who were talking, walked from the conference table to the door, and asked Chen Xing softly, "Baby, what's the matter?"
"I'm not coming back this week, I have something to do."
"What's the matter, is it important?" Lin Xiucheng asked.
"Tomorrow, my classmate invites me to have dinner on my birthday," Chen Xing said, "I can't not participate in any group activities, can I?"
Lin Xiucheng paused for a while before saying, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Xing thought about it, then turned around and told his classmates that he could go to the meeting tomorrow. Chen Xing was free, but felt a little lost and anxious.
He thinks he might be a bit of Stockholm.
On Friday night, Chen Xing did not enjoy the birthday dinner for his classmates.
At the next table, there was a white man who was sitting alone at the table. He did not move when he ordered the meal. He looked at Chen Xing with disgusting eyes the whole time. Have a meal and pretend to leave beforehand.
As soon as he left the restaurant, the white man followed him.
Chen Xing glanced at the corner from the corner of his eye, and the white man followed him while calling something on his mobile phone. Immediately, Chen Xing's text message sounded, and there was another unknown number on it, telling him not to leave In such a hurry.
Chen Xing lowered his head and smiled slightly, confirming that this is the idiot who sent him harassing text messages.
There is a small alley across the street opposite the restaurant, which is a dead end. Chen Xing has eaten at this restaurant several times and is familiar with the surroundings.
Footsteps sounded not far or near behind him, Chen Xing didn't turn his head, and walked on, he had already planned to beat this idiot severely, now that this white man threw himself into the trap, Chen Xing came just in time.
Chen Xing walked into the alley casually, and when he reached the middle and back section, he felt that it was almost done, and turned around.
The white man was watching him less than ten meters away.
The white man was about the same height as Chen Xing, and his body was stronger than him. Just when Chen Xing was about to speak, his cell phone rang suddenly.
Chen Xing impatiently took it out to see that it was Lin Xiucheng. After thinking about it, he still accepted it.
"Where are you?" Lin Xiucheng asked him.
Chen Xing stared at the white man, who tilted his head and smiled at him. When he answered the phone, Chen Xing's fists were itchy. To save time, he answered briefly: "Eat."
"With whom?" Lin Xiucheng asked, with a strange feeling in his tone that Chen Xing had never heard before.
"Student," Chen Xing added, "it's the one you met last time."
Sitting in the car, Lin Xiucheng looked at the two locations displayed on the computer that were very close to each other and some distance away from the restaurant, and the nerves in his brain were almost on fire.
Chen Xing didn't go home, he got off work, postponed the dinner and postponed the meeting, came to Manchester City to see Chen Xing, and wanted to give him a surprise.
But Chen Xing was lying to him.
"Really?" Lin Xiucheng looked at the map on the screen, patted the driver on the shoulder, told him to turn left in front, and confirmed with Chen Xing softly, "Are you really eating?"
"I've said it several times, they called me, hang up first." Chen Xing perfunctory him, and hung up the phone.
The white man was still waiting for him.
Chen Xing smiled provocatively at him: "Eight inches?"
The white man thought that Chen Xing was flirting with him, and said complacently, "Honey, do you want to try it, I can make you want to die."
Chen Xing twitched his lips and waved to him.
The white man walked towards him salivating like a wild dog who had been hungry for ten days and smelled the smell of meat.
3.
Looking at the two red dots that were getting closer and closer on the map, Lin Xiucheng's brain was about to explode. The driver was driving too slowly and he drove him out of the car. Lin Xiucheng sat in the driver's seat without wearing the seat belt. With one foot on the accelerator, he speeded several times on the streets of Manchester City, and rushed to the alley where Chen Xing was.
He was getting closer and closer to the positioning, and finally coincided with the positioning. The car braked and made a sharp sound, just in time for Chen Xing to beat the white man who harassed him.
It was getting dark, and Lin Xiucheng only saw two figures entangled and writhing on the ground through the window of the car. His chest was empty, only his anger was soaring, he got out of the car and slammed the car door and walked towards them, his whole body was filled with a gloomy and cold aura.
Chen Xing pinned the white man who called himself Jack to the ground, and beat him hard. Jack had already been beaten half unconscious by him. Chen Xing seemed to be venting his sulking these days, his hands were so heavy that he couldn't hold back his strength, and his eyes were reddened violently.
Another heavy punch came down, and Jack let out a weak moan, and blood came out of his nostrils and mouth, still foamy. Chen Xing finally stopped when he heard the sound of the brakes, stood up, and saw the car door opened not far away, and Lin Xiucheng approached them step by step like a Shura.
Chen Xing secretly thought it was bad, he thought that Lin Xiucheng was angry at him for fishing and beating people without telling him, so he took two steps forward to meet him and admit his mistake.
But when Chen Xing saw that Lin Xiucheng noticed that the people on the ground were covered in blood and wailed, and the evil spirit on his body suddenly weakened, Chen Xing understood in a flash.
"You doubt me?" Chen Xing's voice was cold and cold.
Lin Xiucheng's heart was hung high on the spire of Tower Bridge by Chen Xing, and then fell heavily, floating into the cotton candy-like ground.
"Chen Xing, how many times have I told you, don't be arrogant." Lin Xiucheng also responded quickly.
Chen Xing did not believe him: "You think I cheated."
Lin Xiucheng smiled at him, and approached to comfort him: "Why do you think so?"
"Lin Xiucheng," Chen Xing asked without emotion, "Why?"
Lin Xiucheng finally reached his hand, his car was still on, and the car lights were shining on Chen Xing, and also on him. He took Chen Xing's hand to check. Chen Xing's knuckles were bruised, red and swollen, which reminded him of the time when Chen Xing fought with Jiang Zhengzhen in the language school, and his hand was also injured so badly.
Lin Xiucheng pretended to be pitiful: "Honey, I drove here for more than three hours."
"Oh?" Chen Xing wanted to pull his hand back, but Lin Xiucheng held him tightly.
It was a dirty alley, and there was a screaming, bloody light bulb rolling on the ground. The environment was really not suitable for dating. Lin Xiucheng pulled Chen Xing to the side of the car, stuffed it into the passenger car, and drove to Chen Xing's house in Manchester.
Chen Xing sat without saying a word, the atmosphere in the car was dignified, as if a storm was brewing, Lin Xiucheng gathered his mind and drove the car steadily, the impatience just now disappeared.
Chen Xing's house is a hotel apartment he picked himself, and there is only one bed in the whole house.
Lin Xiucheng seldom had such a time when his emotions and mind were controlled by others, so he followed Chen Xing upstairs freshly and apprehensively.
When he got to the door, Chen Xing turned to open the door, stepped in and wanted to shut Lin Xiucheng out, Lin Xiucheng supported the door frame with his hands: "I'm not welcome?"
"You want what suits you best," Chen Xing was helpless, trying to push away Lin Xiucheng's hand holding the door, "but Dad, I don't want to face you now."
"Baby, you have to face it." Lin Xiucheng didn't let go, he was afraid that he would strike while the iron was hot, and Chen Xing realized that he would not be able to coax him back.
After a few seconds of stalemate, Chen Xing let go first. He neither cooperated nor refused, and negotiated with Lin Xiucheng: "Not now."
After all, Chen Xing is an adult and has his own persistence and principles. Lin Xiucheng looked at him for a while and compromised: "It can't be too long."
"No," Chen Xing said. He was not much shorter than Lin Xiucheng. At this moment, he raised his head slightly to talk to him. The voice-activated lights in the corridor were dimmed, and the lights in the entrance were not turned on. The two stood at the dark doorway, It made Chen Xing's clear voice even more charming, "I'm just thinking about it."
Lin Xiucheng lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead, and closed the door for him.
Chen Xing stood at the closed door for a while. He thought about some things and made a decision for himself.
Lin Xiucheng got into the car and sent a message to Chen Xing, telling him that he was going back to London first.
He didn't want to deny his recent morbid mental state, and even made an appointment with a psychiatrist to see if there was any medical method to cure his growing possessiveness towards Chen Xing.
The relationship between him and Chen Xing has progressed to the present, as if he planted a bush of roses, and the roses bloomed and bloomed between the fences, attracting bees and butterflies to attract people to stop, which made the owner dissatisfied, so the owner wanted to harvest the flowers. Cut it off and put it back home, put it in a vase and keep it carefully. People passing by can only see the green leaves of the rose bush and the branches that once had flowers.
But Chen Xing is Chen Xing, and Chen Xing is free.
Not long after, Chen Xing replied to him: "Goodbye, Dad, have a good journey."
Lin Xiucheng smiled and threw the phone aside.
4.
Chen Xing didn't eat enough for dinner, and he did some exercise again. At nine o'clock, he was starving to death. He found a pizza crust from the refrigerator, brushed the sauce, cut a bunch of vegetables and piled them with cheese and bacon, and threw them into the oven.
While waiting for the pizza to be cooked, Chen Xing swiped his phone and found that Gu Qing had posted such a recruitment message full of chicken soup on his social account.
"I wasn't interested when Ian first asked me to work on the project because I was too busy and didn't have the time.
But Ian persuaded me to take a look at his last work. Last night, I opened the email he sent me. I read 20 photos for three hours.
I was shocked by Ian, in his works, I saw dreams. "
At this point, Chen Xing didn't want to read any more, goosebumps all over his body, and just wanted to look back and say "speak well", when suddenly his heart moved, and he clicked on the photos he attached, mainly scenery pictures, photos It's beautiful, the scene was shot in the mountains, and in the only photo with people, the children in simple clothes smiled brightly.
Chen Xing stared at it for a while, turned off the picture, and read the job offer again.
"Shooting Location: Mountain Province, China
Time: 10.17-10.26
Sincerely looking for two assistants to enter the mountain, they are required to be enthusiastic about photography and not afraid of hard work. Both domestic and foreign departures include air tickets, board and lodging, and the salary can be negotiated privately.
Follow me and chase your dreams! "
Chen Xing ignored Gu Qing's junior high school student-level writing, quickly grasped the key date, and calculated the days. Two weeks later, he happened to have a vacation.
Chen Xing learned the art of photography this semester, and it was time to hand in the work of the class. He thought, maybe he could go with Gu Qing to relax, so he called Gu Qing. Chen Xing originally thought that he was willing to go, and Gu Qing should be grateful, but when Gu Qing heard that he was going, he repeatedly refused.
"Xiao Xing, be more rational," Gu Qing's voice seemed to be mixed with panic, "I don't think you are suitable for this job."
Chen Xing frowned and said, "What's wrong with my photos. Even if you're not satisfied, it's fine if you don't post my photos. Wouldn't it be good to provide you with equipment for free?"
The two of you came and went for several rounds, but Gu Qing compromised, and he promised Chen Xing to add him, but he would not occupy the assistant quota.
Although he agreed to Chen Xing, Gu Qing repeatedly told him: "Don't tell others that you followed me to shoot, and don't even mention me."
Chen Xing scolded angrily: "Get out!"
After finalizing the date of departure with Gu Qing, Chen Xing told him not to tell Lin Xiucheng first, Gu Qing faltered a few times, Chen Xing said if something happened, Gu Qing asked him: "You won't quarrel with Vincent to relax right?"
"...No." Chen Xing denied.
Gu Qing didn't believe it: "Xiao Xing, you have to tell me clearly, if you go out with me without telling Vincent, I can't stop him from getting angry."
"Really not," Chen Xing was helpless, "I will tell Lin Xiucheng, and then let him confirm with you, is that okay?"
Gu Qing kept saying that this would be the best.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Xing's pizza was ready. He forgot about Lin Xiucheng and concentrated on his supper.
It wasn't until the day before departure that Chen Xing remembered that he had forgotten to say hello to Lin Xiucheng when he was packing his luggage.
Chen Xing did not take the initiative to contact Lin Xiucheng in the past two weeks. Only Lin Xiucheng called twice a day to greet him. He said he would not go home, but Lin Xiucheng didn't force him. He was very polite. Chen Xing suspected that Lin Xiucheng would explode. If he didn't say anything at this time, he would May not be able to leave Manchester City.
After thinking about it, he packed up his things and went back to London.
Chen Xing arrived at home around four o'clock in the afternoon, but Lin Xiucheng was not there, so he went upstairs to take a shower, and sent a message to Lin Xiucheng, saying that he was at home.
When he left the bathroom, Lin Xiucheng was already sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, flipping through a magazine and waiting for him.
Chen Xing walked over, sat on another single sofa, crossed his legs without sitting, and said confidently: "Father, I want to go to China to take pictures with Gu Qing in a few days, not many days, what do you think? "
"I said if I don't let you go, you won't go?" Lin Xiucheng tried to expose him.
Chen Xing shrugged and gave Lin Xiucheng a very friendly smile: "Has anyone ever said that you always like to presuppose a proposition and then judge a result."
"No." Lin Xiucheng took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it between his index finger and middle finger, and waited for Chen Xing to move, "Who else do you think would dare to talk to me like that?"
Chen Xing picked up the lighter from the table and lit it for him, took out one, put it in his mouth, and borrowed a fire from Lin Xiucheng.
The two hadn't been so close for a long time, their breaths intersected, Chen Xing's eyelashes were about to slap Lin Xiucheng's face, Lin Xiucheng looked at Chen Xing and shook his head, exhaled a puff of smoke, and told Chen Xing: "You go .”
He agreed readily, and after smoking a cigarette, he went to the bathroom, and Chen Xing followed.
"Didn't wash it?" Lin Xiucheng took off his clothes, saw Chen Xing looking at him with a smile, and asked him.
Chen Xing took two steps over and helped Lin Xiucheng unbutton him: "I only came in after I washed it."
Lin Xiucheng hugged Chen Xing and put him on the sink, and lifted his nightgown, Chen Xing was not wearing anything.
"Two hands ready?" Lin Xiucheng stroked the tender flesh of Chen Xing's inner thigh with his rough hands, slid past his secret acupuncture point, and then came to his lower abdomen, rubbed Chen Xing's half-hard penis with his thumb.
Chen Xing shook his head: "Just took it off."
He leaned forward and kissed Lin Xiucheng's lips.
The two had kissed countless times, but Lin Xiucheng still felt his heart beat faster because of Chen Xing's closeness. He never knew that he could be influenced to such an extent—maybe it was just because the other party was Chen Xing.
Soon, Lin Xiucheng changed from being passive to being active, breaking off Chen Xing's legs, and Chen Xing wrapped his legs around his waist cooperatively, so that the whole body would be wrapped around Lin Xiucheng's body.
Chen Xing is much taller now, with slender and beautiful muscles, and looks like a luminous body wherever he goes.
But Lin Xiucheng was the only one who saw the scene of him being tortured by desire.
Chen Xing unbuttoned Lin Xiucheng's trousers and stroked his hard and hot genitals. Lin Xiucheng's penis brushed against Chen Xing's unlubricated hole, and Chen Xing became nervous for a while.
He didn't know whether Lin Xiucheng was really generous or fake polite, he was most afraid that Lin Xiucheng would make him unable to get out of bed for a few days.
Lin Xiucheng reached out to take the body lotion placed by the sink, squeezed a little onto his hand, and stuck it into Chen Xing's body. Lin Xiucheng was very familiar with Chen Xing's body. Although his movements were not gentle, he stabbed at Chen Xing's sensitive point. Chen Xing let out a muffled cry, and his legs became tighter. He looked down at Lin Xiucheng's fingers on his The bottom goes in and out, sending in white lotion, and bringing out some more. The callus on Lin Xiucheng's index finger rubbed against Chen Xing's sensitive point. Chen Xing's penis was extremely hard, and his cry became more and more loose.
"Come on, why did the foreplay take so long today?" Chen Xing gradually became dissatisfied with only fingers in the back hole, he pulled out Lin Xiucheng's hand, stroked Lin Xiucheng's cock a few times, and told him to come in.
Lin Xiucheng stood up and slowly stuffed it into Chen Xing's body.
But from the two fingers to the hard penis, the pain was still painful, Chen Xing leaned his head on Lin Xiucheng's shoulder and told him to go in quickly.
Seeing Chen Xing's lascivious appearance, Lin Xiucheng no longer restrained himself, and pumped Chen Xing's hip quickly and hard.
Lin Xiucheng only did it once this night.
Exhausted, Chen Xing was carried back to the bed by Lin Xiucheng. Lin Xiucheng actually lay down next to him and did not continue. Chen Xing was very surprised and asked Lin Xiucheng what happened today. His self-control was amazing, and he wanted to impress his father.
Lin Xiucheng stared at Chen Xing and said, "Aren't you on the plane at 10:30 tomorrow morning?"
Chen Xing smiled awkwardly: "You know?"
Lin Xiucheng stroked Chen Xing's delicate shoulders and did not answer his unnecessary questions.
"What would have happened to you if I hadn't told you today?" Chen Xing asked curiously.
"It's not that good," Lin Xiucheng said, "You are free."
Chen Xing didn't believe what Lin Xiucheng said, and Lin Xiucheng himself didn't believe it either, but he never thought that Chen Xing wouldn't be able to answer him if he didn't tell him the scene.
The next day, the two got up late, Lin Xiucheng sent Chen Xing to the airport and told him to come back early, Chen Xing took the luggage from the trunk and rushed in, wondering if he listened to Lin Xiucheng.
Fortunately, he didn't miss the plane. After more than ten hours of flying, Chen Xing and one of Gu Qing's assistants, Yu Li, met at the airport, and then went to the city to pick up his other assistant, Zhou Hongyi, and drove to the mountain province.
The four of them drove for two days in rotation before entering the mountain. At first there was a narrow driveway, but later they had to rely on their legs to walk.
Several people parked their cars in the parking lot of a small hotel in the market town and walked to the destination village.
Ian, the planner of this charity photography trip, injured his leg before the departure, so he drew a map for Gu Qing. The village he chose was not far from the market town, and he could walk there in two or three hours.
Gu Qing couldn't read maps, so Chen Xing took up the burden and took a few people to follow the map.
The air in the mountains is very good, and the scenery is also beautiful. The temperature is cold in October, and the trees are still lush. Looking around, the mountains are all shades of green. They walked along a mountain stream, stepping on the small grass that was walked out by people. mountain road. Several people are in good physical strength and don't feel tired.
What Chen Xing didn't know was that Lin Xiucheng took his next flight from London to Haishi and followed him all the way.
This was suggested by Lin Xiucheng's psychiatrist. He said that Lin Xiucheng's biggest problem was that most of the time he and Chen Xing got along, they were just the two of them, which greatly limited Lin Xiucheng's understanding of Chen Xing. Understanding, also caused him to be unfamiliar with Chen Xing's social network, so he would have some unhealthy thoughts. He should observe Chen Xing in many ways. When Lin Xiucheng knows more about Chen Xing and Lin Xiucheng's life outside of being together , he might be able to overcome the desire to possess Chen Xing absolutely.
Lin Xiu admitted that there was some truth in what he said. The age difference between him and Chen Xing was too great, and he didn't know how to communicate with Chen Xing's friends. As a result, he missed a lot of Chen Xing. So this time, he followed him. Fortunately, there is a bug in his watch, and he also brought a whole set of expensive photographic equipment, intending to take pictures of his baby himself.
Since Chen Xing and his party drove into the mountains yesterday, the signal has been intermittent. When Chen Xing has a signal, he will report to Lin Xiucheng that he is safe and thank him for his kindness.
Soon, they arrived at their destination, and Ian contacted the village chief, who had been waiting for them for several days.
Gu Qing chatted briefly with the village head, and the village head took them to live in the prepared house.
Although the cleaning is tidy, the facilities in the mountain area are rudimentary. There are quilts on a few earthen bunks, which are just beds. The tap water is only available for one hour in the morning and one hour in the evening, making bathing a problem. Gu Qing's assistants are all from the city, and they patronized Chaimeng, and only looked at each other when they saw the situation in the house. Chen Xing was okay, he didn't pick anything, and after driving for two days, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the bed.
Early the next morning, Gu Qing took them to start taking pictures. Chen Xing took the Leica that Lin Xiucheng gave him and took pictures everywhere without mentioning the photographic equipment. He became one with the left-behind children in the village. Bottom line flattering him.
But within two or three days, Chen Xing hugged each other and had a large group of younger brothers, which made Gu Qing's two assistants very jealous. His biggest supporter is a seventeen-year-old boy named Xia Yang. Xia Yang was punished in high school and suspended from school at home. He originally wanted to drop out of school and go to work in a big city, but when Chen Xing came, he decided to wait until Brother Xing left.
Lin Xiucheng lived in a small building not far from Chen Xing's residence, and when he took pictures from the window on the second floor, he was able to capture the head of Chen Xing's bed.
The house where Chen Xing lives has no curtains, and the window glass that his bed is leaning against is very large. Because it was specially cleaned and wiped clean, Lin Xiucheng can see the indoor situation clearly by zooming out the camera. If Chen Xing Sitting on the bed, Chen Xing could even be photographed taking off his clothes, revealing his white back and perfect body lines.
On the fifth day, Chen Xing was going to take a bath in the house, and Xia Yang pushed the door in. He came to say goodbye to Chen Xing, because Chen Xing had to leave early tomorrow morning.
Chen Xing just took off his T-shirt, only a pair of low-waisted underwear on his body, with Vincent Lim printed on the edge of the underwear, Xia Yang saw it at a glance.
Lin Xiucheng was watching them in the camera, Chen Xing's back was facing the window, his waist was deep, Lin Xiucheng's fingers were a little itchy, he still remembered when he entered Chen Xing from behind and touched Chen Xing's waist , Chen Xinghui will be very sensitive, and his voice will be even better.
Seeing Xia Yang staring at his hips in a daze, Chen Xing just wanted to speak, Xia Yang said: "Brother Xing, what is your tattoo, it's so cool!"
"Vincent Lim," Chen Xing explained, "a name."
Xia Yang moved closer to take a closer look, but Chen Xing did not avoid it, it was not Chen Xing's style to hide and hide.
"Who is this? A foreigner?" Xia Yang asked while watching.
From Lin Xiucheng's point of view, he could only see the two getting closer, and Chen Xing was almost naked, but Lin Xiucheng listened to the conversation between the two through the earphones, and felt no discomfort in his heart. The little boy was not discussing tattoos, but Chen Xing's ownership.
Chen Xing smiled and said, "It's my lover."
Xia Yang was stunned.
Chen Xing added another sentence: "The person I love the most."
"This Vincent, doesn't it look like a girl?" After a while, Xia Yang asked, he had seen this name in an English book, and in his imagination, it should belong to an elite man in a suit and leather shoes.
Chen Xing affirmed Xia Yang's statement. Seeing Xia Yang froze, he issued an order to evict the guest, saying that he was going to take a bath, so please avoid people who have nothing to do with it.
Xia Yang walked out of the bungalow in a daze, forgetting the original intention of coming to find Chen Xing.
Lin Xiucheng also couldn't find himself.
He often thinks that Chen Xing is like a butterfly that never stops, and that Lin Xiucheng has at most made a butterfly net approved by Chen Xing in his life, and he is qualified to chase Chen Xing, but at this moment, he denies own ideas.
Chen Xing is right. Lin Xiucheng likes to pre-assess the proposition and then judge the result, but Chen Xing is not a butterfly proposition, he is the result.
If Chen Xing loves Lin Xiucheng, he loves Lin Xiucheng.
Lin Xiucheng put down the camera, took off the earphones, and walked out the door. He wanted to go back to London and wait for Chen Xing to go home.
5.
Chen Xing couldn't get through to Lin Xiucheng's phone number at the airport, so he left a message for him before shutting down the phone.
"Dad, I'm coming back. I will arrive in London at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. If you come to pick me up, just let me know."
When he got off the plane, Chen Xing turned on his phone and saw the message Lin Xiucheng sent him 20 minutes ago: "I'm here."
Chen Xing and Gu Qing went out together, when Lin Xiucheng saw Gu Qing, his polite smiling expression immediately became a little displeased: "Are you here too?"
Gu Qing was wronged: "I happen to have a job!"
"I'll ask the driver to take you back to the hotel," Lin Xiucheng said as he took out his phone. Gu Qing wanted to stop him, but Chen Xing pressed his hand: "Brother Qing, bad people and good deeds will be punished by heaven."
Lin Xiucheng put away his mobile phone and looked at Gu Qing with Chen Xing. No matter how thick-skinned Gu Qing was, he couldn't bear such a violent attack, so he raised his hands in surrender: "I'll go by myself!"
When Lin Xiucheng drove home, he drove in a hurry, which made Chen Xing feel a little itchy, so he stretched out his hand to cover Lin Xiucheng's hand holding the gear, and leaned over to kiss the back of his hand: "Dad, I miss you. "
Lin Xiucheng glanced at Chen Xing with a half-smile, and patted his face: "Good boy."
Back home, as soon as they entered the door, the two got entangled together. Lin Xiucheng hastily lubricated Chen Xing, and took Chen Xing from the living room to the bedroom before releasing him from his body.
Chen Xing was still panting, put his hand on Lin Xiucheng's muscular arm, raised his head and kissed him: "Dad, I have a gift for you."
Lin Xiucheng's genitals were still stuffed inside Chen Xing, and he didn't soften completely. He withdrew and brought out some milky white sticky semen from Chen Xing's back hole.
Lin Xiucheng asked, "What is it?"
Chen Xing turned over and opened the drawer at the head of Lin Xiucheng's bed. There were several pairs of handcuffs and some guns in the drawer. Chen Xing grabbed a pair of handcuffs and flipped them back.
Lin Xiucheng stared at him without blinking.
Chen Xing first stuck the handcuffs into his right hand, then bit the other side of the handcuffs with his teeth, cuffed his left hand, and stretched out both hands in front of Lin Xiucheng: "Don't you want to lock me up? I want you to lock me up. .”
There was no hesitation in Chen Xing's eyes: "Do you remember that you gave me a choice to go out through the door?"
Lin Xiucheng nodded and said he remembered, and asked Chen Xing to continue.
"I will also give you a choice today," Chen Xing said, "You can lock me up for as long as you want, lock me at home, and never see anyone."
"Why?" Lin Xiucheng asked.
Chen Xing looked directly at Lin Xiucheng: "If you don't feel safe, then I'll give it to you."
Lin Xiucheng raised his hand and grabbed Chen Xing's handcuffs. Their bodies were still hot. From the top of his head to his toes, Chen Xing was implying that he could dedicate everything to Lin Xiucheng, even if it was himself, he would also give points. Nothing left. Lin Xiucheng pulled his hand down, raised his leg, and stuffed the reheated penis into Chen Xing's body. Chen Xing's back hole was hot and humid, biting the hard object that broke in, twisting like flattery Lin Xiucheng.
Lin Xiucheng made this love like a ritual of exchanging souls. Chen Xing was nearly collapsed by his severe and endless torture, and Lin Xiucheng still blocked his top to prevent him from ejaculating.
"Chen Xing, will you regret it?" Lin Xiucheng stopped suddenly and hit him hard again. Chen Xing's groan was full of pain and joy.
Physiological tears fell from the corners of Chen Xing's eyes. He hugged Lin Xiucheng and said honestly: "In the future... maybe... if you want to close it... as soon as possible..."
Chen Xing couldn't continue.
Lin Xiucheng let go of his hand and didn't speak, he pushed Chen Xing more gently than usual, his hand slid on Chen Xing's penis, Chen Xing was soon made to cum by him, his legs were bent weakly, Being turned over by Lin Xiucheng, his hands were handcuffed and could not be separated, Lin Xiucheng pulled Chen Xing's hand over his head, twisting Cheng Huan's posture.
Lin Xiucheng's pumping became faster and faster, and at last he made a few vigorous in-and-out shots and shot into Chen Xing.
"Chen Xing." Lin Xiucheng looked down at Chen Xing from top to bottom with his arms supported.
Chen Xing panted for a while, his eyes were still moist, and looked at Lin Xiucheng.
Lin Xiucheng got up, found the key from the drawer, and released Chen Xing's handcuffs: "I'm not going to lock you up."
Chen Xing was a little surprised, he thought Lin Xiucheng would readily accept it.
"I..." Lin Xiucheng analyzed himself with difficulty. This was probably the first and only time in his life that he explained himself deeply. He had never done such a thing before, so he said it very clumsily, "When facing you , I don’t feel safe, I’m afraid of losing you.”
Chen Xing suddenly heard Lin Xiucheng's confession, his cheeks became hot, and he didn't know what to say.
"I won't do this again," Lin Xiucheng kissed his face, "Baby, I love you."
Chen Xing reached out and hugged Lin Xiucheng, turned over and sat on him: "Dad, do it again."