Probably means that the plot is very subtle, and the two parties are trapped in the cage of their own humble feelings, constantly probing each other's minds, but they dare not take actual action. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info finally ushered in the opportunity, the protagonist can't wait to show, but he doesn't dare to be too straightforward, and he also hopes that the other party can be attracted to him, so he carefully kisses the person he loves. It's not that I'm afraid of being rejected and hated, but I want the other party to taste a little sweetness and become active.

A person's emotional drama, if the other party is always in a passive position, will soon fade away from the original excitement ~ emotion, and become dull or even boring.

Originally, love was spiritually equal.

In the same way, since I have already taken the initiative, the next thing to wait for is his move.

Maybe I'll be disappointed?

Song Zhun half-squinted smiling eyes, a little arrogant and disdainful, "That's what you're thinking?"

I didn't answer, and my face sank as I listened to this uncomfortable tone.

"And you want to know what I'm thinking?"

Without waiting for me to answer, he rolled over and pressed on top of me, through the thin quilt, one knee bent next to my thigh, and two slender arms pressed on both sides to support the upper body, and smiled evilly and said, "Since we want to play, then let's play bigger." ”

"What if I say I don't want to play?"

"Do you think you can still run away now?"

"So, my situation is to fall into the mouth of the wolf and let it be slaughtered?"

"That's right!

With that, he gripped my smile and kissed my lips with more force than I did, predatory. The whole lip and tooth are the taste of him, but I am so happy.

It was like a dream I've had for many years, and now it's finally come true. Although before starting, he made it clear that it was a game, and no one was responsible, let alone confessed to each other.

But who knows, I may be more urgent than he is, but it seems that he is fulfilling me.

In the silence of the night, the unfinished floor-to-ceiling windows shine with blazing white light, which is the lamp of the courtyard. It's too far away for me to see the little bugs flying underneath and the cool air that is exclusive to the night.

I only felt a fire burning in my chest, spreading from the inside to the skin, as if I touched it lightly, and my breathing began to be rapid.

I took the initiative to hook his neck, and the tip of my soft tongue swept over my teeth and lips, for no reason, as long as it was him, there was a person I didn't even know in my heart.

Tell the desire ~ hope over and over again, and reason has become the past when you swim ~ walk on the edge and become more and more intense. Piecing together the memories of the initial unwillingness, repeating that sentence in my head, I wanted to get him, and thought like crazy.

His hand slid down my cheek all the way to my waist and over the cotton T-shirt. The moment I slowly leaned in, and the moment I touched the skin, I shrank back in shock.

Subconsciously let out a soft groan, his lips left mine, and he gasped nervously and asked, "What's wrong?"

My chest heaved violently, and I just wanted to answer him quickly, "No... I... I can't breathe. ”

Song Zhun straightened up, ripped off the quilt that had fallen to his thighs, leaving only the pupils opposite his eyes, then smiled, pounced on me again, kissed my chin dotingly, and then kissed my neck in a slow way, as if he was tasting the same food, and did not forget to playfully say: "Wait for you to breathe for a while." ”

I blushed my cheeks, and his hair made his already sensitive nerves even more sensitive.

When his hand stroked his emaciated body to the trousers, he hesitated.

Then he looked up, and his crimson face stared deeply at me under the orange wall lamp. I understand his hesitation and struggle, just as I understand my own unprecedented initiative.

It's not that you think about anything, and you're not afraid of destroying anything.

So I straightened up, hooked his neck again, and said, "Let's not think about it so much, okay?

The sticky voice that came out of his throat with pleading was so startled that even he was startled.

For him, it was the straw that broke the camel's back.

With my permission and firmness, he vented his desires ~ hopes more unscrupulously.

The emotions that have been suppressed for too long have made me collapse several times, but I don't want to stop, I would rather indulge in the ocean than break free in the sea of suffering.

What I started chasing since I was young, I thought it was so ethereal that it could never be realized.

Sure enough, it was time that made me desperate, and it was time that gave me a new lease of life.

At this moment, I even felt satisfied that I didn't even have to hear the answer from your mouth.

You see, what I want, it's so simple.

You don't have to worry too much about it at all.

I woke up very early, and when the sky was gray like a blue ocean, I gently lifted the quilt and pressed one hand on the soft material, so as not to let the cold air have a chance to run in and wake him up.

Then he turned his back to the sleeping man and dressed carelessly.

Last night's indulgence, scenes flashed back in front of me. I subconsciously turned to look at him, thinking about the person who had caused me insomnia for countless nights, and now lying next to me, even smelled of my hair on his arm.

It's too real, it's like a dream. And it's an incomparably short reality, and you don't have time to relive it.

So before he got up and looked at me with a look of embarrassment, I had to leave.

Isolated from those scenes that hurt my self-esteem, I should put myself in the right position, understand his situation, and have no possibility of being with me at all.

Just imagine, it would be nice to be able to erase the memory.

Do you think I'm going to want to wipe you out of my life with me?

Retracting my gaze and those unrealistic thoughts, I immediately blushed when I buried my head in my pants, which were lying in a ball on the floor some distance from the bed.

When I was about to lean over to pick it up, I didn't realize that my lower body hurt when I stood up. There is no way to describe it in words.

Even the posture of walking is extremely awkward.

After putting on his pants with difficulty, tidying up in the bathroom, and making himself look refreshed, he went out without hesitation.

In the staircase, you can't borrow the light from the window to make it easier for you to grope your way downstairs.

Only then did I realize that it turned out that what hurt more than bending over was going down the stairs.

Usually it only takes more than ten seconds to slow down the pace, but this time I was stunned and held on to the handrail, and it took a minute to finish.

Good thing I remember leaving my car keys there last night, otherwise it would have been a toss-up.

Out of the gate, the cold air of the morning immediately reincarnated all around, and after the drizzle, I felt a stronger sense of consciousness that winter was coming. I walked to the garage with my body in my arms, and I didn't hesitate to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor.

I tossed Lao Tzu to death last night, and because he slept so hard, he didn't even notice that I was gone.

Sometimes I wonder if this person has a cold-blooded element in his body.

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