a delicate flower

Ji Liao packed his things slowly, and turned off the switch in the store with a "click", the lights in the cleaning bar suddenly dimmed, the surroundings were clean, and the rain outside was falling quickly.

Ji Liao walked out of the shop and locked the door slowly. As the door was locked, he remembered something. He looked around in a daze, looking at the long empty street, and he let out a sigh, wondering: Where did Ai Lang go?

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Ai Lang was forcibly taken back to the apartment by Zhuang Lin, and the reason why he didn't resist too much is very simple: first, he couldn't break free from Zhuang Lin's brute force, and he didn't want to make a scene too ugly by yelling; second, He was hardened by Zhuang Lin's hot kiss, which can be said to be disorderly, but also highly skilled...

The latter reason is also an important factor in the former reason.

As soon as AI Lang entered the apartment, Zhuang Lin pushed him down on the couch in the living room. He raised his arms to block the glare from the ceiling lamp.

Even in this passive situation, he was still unhurried, his eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a relaxed smile on the corner of his upturned mouth. He snorted softly and asked, "What's the situation now? Do you still want to rape me by breaking into a private house?"

Zhuang Lin noticed Ai Lang's movement of covering his eyes, and turned off the ceiling light, leaving only the night light.Then, he threw the keys and their mobile phones on the coffee table at will, pressed one knee on the edge of the sofa, and pressed Ai Lang to sit astride him. He took Ai Lang's arm and responded softly: " You gave me the key, senior."

Ailang allowed him to come in and out of the apartment at will.

Although the two of them came back by taxi, they were also drenched in the rain when they walked from the Qing bar to the school gate, and their clothes stuck to their bodies, making them sticky and uncomfortable.

Ailang endured his discomfort and avoided making inductive actions such as "pull off the collar" in front of Zhuang Lin. He looked at Zhuang Lin calmly and asked him, "Can't we get together and get separated?"

Zhuang Lin snorted lightly, and slowly lowered his upper body under Ai Lang's gaze, closing the distance between them.

Ai Lang stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and clearly felt that Zhuang Lin's soft lips were rubbing against his neck. It wasn't really a kiss, but his thin lips were lightly pressed against his neck, flirting with each other. , It was so itchy that he couldn't help shrinking his shoulders.

Obviously, Zhuang Lin used his actions to directly reject his proposal of "get together and get away".

Ai Lang turned his face away and said, "Well, it's not impossible to do it..."

Hearing this, the itching on the neck suddenly stopped.

Zhuang Lin stood up straight, with some surprise in his eyes, and the strength around Ai Lang's wrist was also relieved a little.

Ai Lang was finally able to free his wrist, he turned his face to look at the coffee table, stretched out his hand and just reached the mobile phone on the coffee table, but Zhuang Lin snatched it away.

Ailang looked at Zhuang Lin amusedly, and said, "Why, do you think I'm going to call for help? I just want to set an alarm clock."

Zhuang Lin showed doubts, and Ailang said with a smile: "The rate is charged by the hour. This is a sky-high hourly room. You can 'come in' after you think about it."

"..."

Zhuang Lin's expression froze, he moved his thin lips, and asked, "Eighty thousand one night?"

Ailang blinked his lovely smiling eyes and said, "Eighty thousand times."

Zhuang Lin didn't make a clear statement on whether the price was reasonable or not, but narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "...Anyone can?"

His voice paused slightly, his dark and deep eyes stared condescendingly at Ai Lang's expression, and he didn't even realize that when he asked this sentence, he already had a threatening tone, and his whole body was covered with a sense of oppression .

Ailang bent his lips, sniffed his nose, pretended to be thinking seriously, and replied: "Not everyone can do it, ugly ones, bad lives can't be done, unclean ones can't... Well, I just thought of it for a while. So many demands."

In other words, handsome, well-employed, healthy, and clean are fine.

Ailang watched Zhuang Lin's face become more and more ugly, still squinting his eyes with a smile and giggling: "I praised you indirectly, are you happy?"

Zhuang Lin laughed back in anger, bent down, and put his arms on both sides of Ai Lang's cheeks.There was only an arm's length between the two, and when their eyes met, Zhuang Lin pulled the corners of his mouth, showing an arrogant and wicked smile, and said, "Senior, you really don't know me well enough, you might as well pretend to be cute if you challenge me openly." Some."

Hearing this, Ailang withdrew his smiling face, fixed his eyes on Zhuang Lin, and asked, "Have you ever given me a chance to get to know you?"

Zhuang Linda had that innocent smiling face from the very beginning, from "first meeting" to becoming his "first love", he was deceived like a fool, but Zhuang Lin always responded with a vest He treats each other with sincerity.

Zhuang Lin tilted his head innocently, thought for a while, and seemed to agree with what Ai Lang said.He smiled slightly and said: "Because I want to maintain the image of a good boy in front of the seniors, so I hide it from you. However, since pretending to be a good boy is no longer feasible, let the seniors know more about me. of."

Zhuang Lin paused for a while, wondering: "Where do I start...how about telling me what I have done."

Ailang didn't answer, and stared at him unrelentingly.

Zhuang Lin smiled slightly, and continued: "Senior, do you still remember that not long after I joined the Ritual Model Department, it suddenly broke that I joined the department under unspoken rules?"

Ai Lang frowned, and heard Zhuang Lin say, "I actually released the news myself."

"..."

Zhuang Lin supported his upper body with one hand, raised the other hand and gently stroked the outline of Ai Lang's cheeks, Ai Lang's pursed lips were tense, and he said: "Senior, not all straight men have mouths. You don’t know that straight men will also sexualize you in private, right? ‘If the minister gives you a blowjob, can you get hard’, ‘If not, let him wear women’s clothes, I bet he Dressing up as a woman must be very flirty' or something like that, but you're totally unsuspecting in front of them."

Zhuang Lin lowered his head and bit Ai Lang's lips, softened his voice, and said: "Of course, I released the news to trigger their rumors. In addition to wanting you to hate them, it can also make you feel guilty towards me. After all, it was your idea that I broke the rules and entered the retest, and I was an innocent victim the whole time."

With a smile in his eyes, Zhuang Lin suddenly thought of something, and said, "Ah, by the way, speaking of people in the club who have thoughts about you, there is Cao Huaide."

As soon as this person was mentioned, Zhuang Lin did not hide the contempt in his eyes, and said: "He can really bear it, he can stay calm by your side for a whole year, although he can't be called my rival in love, but I think he's an eyesore, so I occasionally deliberately show off the things you and I are together in front of him. I didn't expect him to be so unbearable. I thought he would come against me so that I could win what you owe me. , I didn't expect his malice to turn to you, and he took over the Zhao family's model exhibition."

"..."

After Zhuang Lin finished speaking, he pinched AI Lang's chin and asked softly, "Senior thinks, why do I do these things?"

The two looked at each other, Zhuang Lin's eyes were so gentle that they could drown people, Ai Lang was in a state of confusion and lingering fear.

Ailang thought that when he experienced these things, the cause of his anger was indeed because of Zhuang Lin's involvement, so he felt extremely guilty, so he tried his best to be better to Zhuang Lin, even when Zhuang Lin comforted him in turn, it was okay, He almost "woo woo" on the spot and sighed that Zhuang Lin is really a little angel.

Knowing these truths for a while, Ailang's thoughts were confused and his mind was boiling. The only thing that is certain is that Zhuang Lin treats everyone as fools, and it is fun to tease in his free time.

Seeing that Ai Lang didn't answer, Zhuang Lin pinched his chin with a little force, which caught Ai Lang's attention, and he wanted an answer persistently, "Huh?"

But Ellen didn't give an answer, but said: "I want to know too."

Hearing this, Zhuang Lin hesitated for a moment, and then gave an uncertain answer: "Maybe it's because I like you?" Not only did the sentence include the adverb "possible", which expresses uncertain speculation, but also a question at the end. tone.

Ailang burst out laughing after hearing this, spraying all his soft breath on the back of Zhuang Lin's hand.

Zhuang Lin looked down at Ai Lang's smiling face, saw Ai Lang raised his moist lips, raised his eyebrows at him, and asked, "What do you like about me? Do you like sleeping with me?"

Zhuang Lin also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, as if this was a superfluous interrogative sentence.He straightened up, with his left hand on the wrist of his right hand, out of habit, he first took off the watch that might scratch Ellen, and threw it on the ground.

When Zhuang Lin bent down to press down, he was blocked by Ai Lang's raised arm. He held Ai Lang's wrist. Ai Lang lay under him, blinking his bright eyes, and said word by word: "First Pay the bill and go to bed."

"..."

Zhuang Lin frowned imperceptibly, grabbed Ai Lang's wrist and pressed it on top of his head, and kissed him directly.

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After half an hour.

Zhuang Lin did everything he needed to do, and vented everything he needed to vent, but his brows furrowed in confusion.The two moved from the living room to the bathroom. The steam rising from the bathroom made the glass room and the mirror covered with a layer of mist. Ai Lang wiped his body clean, wrapped himself in a thick fleece robe, and looked back at Zhuang Lin The expression on the face joked: "What's the matter? You don't want to eat it and don't pay for it, do you?"

Zhuang Lin took a look at Ai Lang, picked up the used condoms and wrapping film on the ground, and threw them into the trash can. Facing Ai Lang's half-smile expression, he said, "You're not usually so quiet."

Just now, Ai Lang let his relatives hug him, but he didn't respond when he was kissed, and he didn't make a sound during the hugging process, no matter how passionately he kissed and hugged.After Zhuang Linchun vented once, he lost interest.

Ailang burst out laughing, lowered his head and casually tied his belt, and said briskly: "This is the only service that costs 8 yuan. It does not provide bed calls in first-class Mandarin. If you want to hear it, you need it." Extra price."

Ai Lang lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes. He fastened his clothes, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhuang Lin walking over, and then he was turned around by his shoulders.

Zhuang Lin looked at him seriously, and said, "Kiss me, senior."

Ailang narrowed his eyes with a smile and said, "Yes!"

Then, under Zhuang Lin's expectant eyes, he enthusiastically quoted: "Ten thousand for a light kiss, thirty thousand for a tongue kiss. This is the current price. It is priced according to my mood. Which one do you want?"

Zhuang Lin frowned, pursed his lips, calmed down a little, suppressed the irritable emotions in his heart, and replied awkwardly:

"Thirty thousand."