43. Chapter 42
I don't know why, the moment Hanguang's lips touched the girl's lips, what came to mind was the appearance of the person next to him when he kissed him twice, because these two times Hanguang was the passive party, but the kiss in front of him became active, which made him feel that there was no passion.
Kissing should be a very skillful thing, and some activities of the lips and tongue can be used to immediately put the other party into it, but Hanguang has not learned much skill, even if there is a little bit of it, he is also taught by that person, which makes him feel that he can't kiss no matter what.
If that person knew that his two informal actions would have such a big impact on him, he would be very proud, so he must not sue him.
The person behind him was unrelenting, and a hand was already on his waist: "Then will you watch a movie when you are okay now?" โ
Hanguang: "......"
"Do you miss her when you watch the movie? Would you think of the woman there as her? โ
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"Do you miss her when you do it yourself?"
Hanguang took a deep breath: "If you want to talk nonsense again, I'll let you sleep in this house alone, and I'll go out to sleep." โ
"......" Shen Yimo smiled, and put his hand in front of him a little closer: "Hey, then I won't talk nonsense, can you let me sleep with you in my arms tonight?" โ
Hanguang: "...... As you see fit. โ
Classmate Shen then stuck it more and more unceremoniously, and stroked his bare abdomen a few times through his clothes, and the end of his nose was full of fresh breath on his body, which made people more and more obsessed, and he couldn't help but kiss him on the back of his neck for a while.
Hanguang: "......"
He forced the fire and said, "You can't be honest, what are you doing!" โ
Shen Yimo sighed contentedly: "I haven't slept with you for too long, I still miss you, in fact, I still want to kiss a few more times." โ
"Kiss your head!" Hanguang was a little annoyed, "You woke up and started tossing, right, if you don't sleep, I'll let you go outside to sleep!" โ
"Okay, don't make trouble," Shen Yimo hurriedly reassured, "You can sleep well, good night." After speaking, he adjusted his posture and closed his eyes.
Hanguang exhaled a breath and finally barely fell asleep.
This is the best sleep Shen Yimo has slept in half a year.
When he woke up the next morning, Hanguang was still sleeping in his arms, there was only a faint morning light in the room, and the scenery was still very bleak, only the body in his arms was fresh and warm, as if a long time ago, like the previous life, I don't remember how many times I could see that person as soon as I opened my eyes, I just hugged him, looked at him, and waited quietly for him to wake up.
Quietly stepped forward, and put his lips on the part he had kissed last night, lingering for a while, Shen Yimo sighed softly, how good it would be if such a moment could go on forever.
Soon Hanguang also woke up, opened his misty eyes and looked outside as usual, and then closed it again and pulled up the quilt to plan to sleep for a while, this sleep seemed to be extraordinarily comfortable, because of the unusual warmth behind him.
But after not sleeping for long, Hanguang gradually felt as if something was wrong, and subconsciously turned around and looked back, and the smiling face of that person appeared in front of him.
"Morning, how's your sleep?" Shen Yimo said, leaned over and kissed Hanguang on the face.
Hanguang: "...... You slept well, you ......" He almost asked how you were at my house, and soon remembered that this man had indeed slept at his house last night.
"I slept pretty well, because I was holding you." Shen Yimo said with a wink.
Hanguang really doesn't want to talk to him anymore, and he doesn't know who this kid learned from, so flamboyant.
The person behind him kneaded his abdomen a few times like last night and asked him, "You haven't slept with me for a long time, have you ever thought about me?" โ
Hanguang closed his eyes.
Shen Yimo didn't speak again, and the two of them lay like this for a while before Hanguang pulled his arm and sat up and washed up.
After the two of them had washed up and had breakfast, Shen Yimo said to the person next to him, "Should I go?" Your girlfriend should be here, right? โ
Hanguang spread his hands: "It doesn't matter if she comes, we can play together." โ
"What's the matter, I won't be a light bulb for you two!" Shen scoffed.
Hanguang looked at him and smiled: "She has something to do today, she won't come, if you like it, play in my house, and if you want to go home, I can also send someone to send you back." โ
Shen Yimo rolled his eyes: "Then play, play something, why don't we continue to watch the film, I haven't finished watching it last time." โ
Hanguang: "...... Go home and see it yourself, I'm too lazy to look at it. โ
After saying that, he got up and went upstairs, not wanting to bother with that kid at all, I really don't understand what this person thinks, he actually wants to see that kind of thing when he has nothing to do!
Shen Yimo hurriedly caught up with him and held his arm: "Then don't look at it, you go to the third floor with me, let's play something together." โ
Hanguang glanced at him lightly and did not speak.
On this day, the two of them basically stayed on the third floor except for three meals, just like Shen Yimo came here for the first time, and carried out various activities on the third floor one by one, including playing badminton and kicking shuttlecock in the fitness room, continuing to play games in the video game room and Internet cafรฉ, Shen is still in the movie room, performing blind dance style dance in the disco room, and the music room KTV room is still Hanguang's personal talent show, needless to say, only in the studio it is slightly different, because Hanguang's works have basically been shown to him, and there are no updates. This time, I asked him to be a model and painted a portrait of him myself.
Hanguang's speed of painting is not very fast, it seems to be quite serious and careful, and he has to look at it several times before he starts to write, which makes Shen Yimo sit there for a long time and feel that the muscles of his whole body are stiffened, and when the young master finally announced that the painting was finished, he almost didn't stand up, and then rushed over almost on the ground, almost kneeling at the feet of the male god.
This painting is an ordinary sketch, and from the perspective of Shen who doesn't understand the principles of painting, he thinks that there are shadows, light and shade are handled very well, and the characters taken with the camera are nothing more than that.
"Is this painting for me?" Someone couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, and as soon as the male god spoke, he took it home and framed it every day, but Hanguang didn't answer immediately, but looked at it with satisfaction for a long time before raising his head, raising his chin and snorting softly:
"Who said it was going to be given to you? This is my drawing, and I'm going to keep it in my book. โ
"Ah, no," Shen's face immediately became bitter, "Then when can you draw one for me?" โ
"Not at all," Hanguang replied affirmatively, as he walked outside, "My paintings are never given away, no matter who is a model, they will be kept by myself." โ
"Then can you print another one for me, just like the gift you gave me on my birthday, and I still take out that album often to look at."
"Yo," Hanguang glanced back at him in surprise, "I can't see that you still attach great importance to what I sent." Well, even if I want to make a copy of my painting and give it to someone, it depends on the mood, and it depends on whether I want to give it to this person, so you also have to see if I am in the mood to give it to you. โ
"And when are you going to be in the mood?" Shin felt like he was about to cry.
"This mood does not depend on me, first of all, it depends on yourself, if you have the sincerity to want this painting, then of course you can't do anything that makes me angry, let me always keep a good mood, your work is done is mine, in the case that you don't make me angry, it depends on how I feel about you, it is not excluded that you don't want to mess with me but your own storage zร i makes me very unhappy. To put it simply, you can't mess with me, and even if you don't mess with me, I'm likely to see you angry, and once I see you angry, this painting will not be able to be given to you, so you can do it yourself. โ
Shen Yimo: "......"
After Hanguang finished speaking, he patted him on the shoulder, and then walked downstairs by himself, and it was about to have lunch, leaving Shen alone to study the thoughts of what he had just said, and this came to a long list of conclusions......
Young Master Hanguang has actually made the conclusion very clear, that is, depending on the mood of others, you must also do a good job, because if you don't do well, people will definitely not be in a good mood, but even if you do well, people will not necessarily be in a good mood, in a word, it depends on people's mood.
โฆโฆ I have never seen such a bully clause in my life, bullying people to a certain level...... Anyway, who made me want that picture......
After dinner, Shen Yimo went home in Hanguang's car, and before leaving, he asked the person: "When are you free, come to my house to play, ah, it would be better if my younger brothers and sisters were willing to come." โ
Hanguang: "......" This person is really, only born four days earlier than himself and has a younger brother and sister, the key is that you think you really have the appearance of being an older brother?
Holding back his anger and saying, "Don't worry, I won't take her with me even if I go to your house to play, unless I ask you to play." โ
"Okay then," Shen Yimo didn't force it, "Then let's โกโก contact." โ
"Okay."
When I got home, Shen Yimo lay on the bed and thought, this day is really good, it has been a long time since I have been so leisurely and relaxed, and sure enough, with that person by my side, I really feel that I am living in this world, all the happiness and happiness are real, unlike whether I am happy or angry in the past six months, it seems to be covered with a veil, in fact, my heart is so suppressed that I can't even breathe smoothly.
Alas, if he didn't have a girlfriend, then I could still make out and approach him as freely as before, and I could use my methods to make him accept me slowly, but now that there is one more person between us, I have to take her into account in everything I do, and the relationship with him will never return to the past.
Shen Yimo turned over, buried his face deep in the pillow, and there was a hard thing in his arms, which was the album that the person gave him, the only physical memorial of the two of them in their most youthful and beautiful period, when they were still single, in the future, such pure memories will never be there again.