Social temperature

Andrew froze for a long time, making Fang Zhaomu feel that he was thinking seriously.

He held Fang Zhaomu in his arms, as if he cherished it very much. After a while, he said to Fang Zhaomu: "You turn on the light."

"I won't drive it," Fang Zhaomu said lazily, "If you want to drive it, you can drive it yourself."

Fang Zhaomu pressed Andrew's shoulders, changed his posture, straddled Andrew, and touched down with his hands. Before he could touch anything, he was caught by Andrew.

"Why are you so shy?" Fang Zhaomu was not shy when Andrew grabbed his hand, he just asked him, "I've come to look for you, but you still push back, so you don't want it?"

"Fang Zhaomu." Andrew suddenly called him by his name.

Fang Zhaomu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he couldn't tell what it was, and soon he didn't have time to think about it.

Andrew called his name without continuing, the two of them paused for a while, Fang Zhaomu grabbed Andrew's shoulders, and kissed him again.

Fang Zhaomu lay on top of Andrew, biting Andrew's lip. He was so hot that he took off his shirt and Andrew's T-shirt.

The sound of Andrew's heavy breathing rang in Fang Zhaomu's ears, like Fang Zhaomu's aphrodisiac, which made him have no extra energy to think about it, and his whole body was screaming for it.

This time when Fang Zhaomu touched Andrew's hard place, Andrew didn't stop him. Fang Zhaomu untied Andrew's belt, the sound of the belt rubbing against the metal was amplified, and he scratched Fang Zhaomu's heart, making him itchy all over .

Andrew's hand was placed on Fang Zhaomu's waist, and it gradually tightened.Fang Zhaomu let go, hugged Andrew's neck, and announced to Andrew: "Don't call me by my first name."

Andrew followed suit and called him "Little Mu".

Fang Zhaomu pulled down Andrew's underwear and reached out to hold Andrew. As soon as the hard and hot thing touched Fang Zhaomu's palm, Fang Zhaomu was picked up by Andrew and pressed on the bed.

Andrew took the initiative from him, and crushed Fang Zhaomu into the quilt. Andrew's hands are big, with his thumbs on Fang Zhaomu's navel, and his hands pinching Fang Zhaomu's waist. He is also very strong, moving around Fang Zhaomu's body roughly and carefully, from neck, chest, lower abdomen and hip bones.

Fang Zhaomu lost his mind and let Andrew do whatever he wanted.

At the last moment, Andrew stopped without warning.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhaomu asked him after his breathing calmed down.

Andrew didn't speak, he let go of Fang Zhaomu and sat up.

Fang Zhaomu was a little baffled, so he lay on the bed, silent with Andrew, his beating heart gradually calmed down.

"Xiaogure, are you serious?" Andrew asked him suddenly.

Fang Zhaomu didn't understand what Andrew meant, paused for a moment, and then asked him, "What seriousness?"

"Do you want to have sex?" Fang Zhaomu thought for a while, before waiting for Andrew to speak, he asked again, "You don't want to do it?"

"No." Andrew groped in the dark, found Fang Zhaomu's shirt, took Fang Zhaomu's hand to make him sit up, and put Fang Zhaomu's clothes back on.

Andrew straightened Fang Zhaomu's clothes, and stretched out his hand to smooth Fang Zhaomu's hair. He paused for three to five seconds, leaned over, kissed Fang Zhaomu's face, and left.

"I'll turn on the light," Andrew said.

Song Yuanxun turned on the light.

The lights in the hotel were very soft, Fang Zhaomu just closed his eyes reflexively, and when he opened them again, Song Yuanxun saw Fang Zhaomu's face turn pale.

In fact, Fang Zhaomu's expression didn't change much, but the smile disappeared completely, and the intimacy turned into indifference.

He didn't react immediately, and stared fixedly at Song Yuanxun's face for a long time with no expression on his face.His lips moved a few times, Song Yuanxun felt that he was going to speak, but Fang Zhaomu kept silent.

Song Yuanxun sat not far from Fang Zhaomu, waiting for the trial calmly and restlessly.

Fang Zhaomu stood up suddenly. He looked at the washroom on the right, walked in, took the sliding door with his hand, and didn't close it completely.

Not long after, Song Yuanxun heard Fang Zhaomu retching from inside.

On the early morning flight, Song Yuanxun thought about countless ways Fang Zhaomu would react when he found out.

He thought he had thought of the worst situation, but he still didn't think of such embarrassment.

After a while, Fang Zhaomu walked to the door of the bathroom and closed the whole door. There was a faint sound of water coming out, Fang Zhaomu was taking a bath.

He washed for a long time, longer than watching Song Yuanxun.

Fang Zhaomu didn't come out until six o'clock. He was dressed neatly. He opened the door, and a gust of warm steam came out.Fang Zhaomu's lips were very red, he didn't seem to have cried, his eyes were probably red because he vomited.

Song Yuanxun looked at Fang Zhaomu, but Fang Zhaomu didn't look at him. Fang Zhaomu picked up the jacket that the two had thrown on the ground when they were making out, put it on, and buttoned it tightly.

"I'll go first." Fang Zhaomu said with his head down, without asking any further questions.

There was no smell on him this time.

Song Yuanxun looked at Fang Zhaomu, Fang Zhaomu's exposed skin was flushed red by him, and his knuckles seemed to be scratched.

"Have you booked a ticket?" Song Yuanxun asked him.

"Order in the car." Fang Zhaomu said.

"Xiao Mu—" Song Yuanxun just called out his name, and was interrupted by Fang Zhaomu.

"—Let's call it the full name." Fang Zhaomu didn't seem to want to say a word to Song Yuanxun, put on his shoes, and walked quickly to the entrance.

He brought a trolley case and put it by the door. It seemed that he was really planning to live with Andrew in Seattle for a few days. He might have prepared luggage for three hours when he came, and he was ready to return in less than three hours.

Song Yuanxun couldn't help but chased after him and pulled Fang Zhaomu. Fang Zhaomu flinched and pushed Song Yuanxun away. He was clutching the pole of the trolley case tightly. Song Yuanxun found that Fang Zhaomu's hands were shaking.

Fang Zhaomu was trembling all over.

Song Yuanxun felt that Fang Zhaomu couldn't go back alone like this, so he reached out and grabbed Fang Zhaomu's wrist, and said, "I'll see you off."

"No need, let go." Fang Zhaomu said to Song Yuanxun. He pushed Song Yuanxun twice, but without pushing away, he raised his face.

Fang Zhaomu's eyes finally filled with tears, and his voice became hoarse, as if he could no longer control his emotions, and he didn't want to control them anymore.

Song Yuanxun didn't let go, Fang Zhaomu couldn't leave his sight.He was afraid that something would happen to Fang Zhaomu.

"Let me go." Fang Zhaomu said, with his back against the wall, gave up physical resistance, and begged Song Yuanxun softly.

"Let me go." Fang Zhaomu said again.

His tears dripped on Song Yuanxun's hands, and slid down from the back of Song Yuanxun's hands.

It's not that Song Yuanxun has never seen others cry. It is impossible for a person to live for so many years without seeing others cry.

But Song Yuanxun didn't know why others cried before.He thinks that crying is the most unnecessary thing. If there is a problem, he should find a way. Crying is cowardly and incompetent, and it is a superfluous wart.

It wasn't.

Fang Zhaomu cried because he was sad, because he regretted it.

Among the 1 ways to be friends, Song Yuanxun used the worst one; and among the [-] people who wanted to be friends with Fang Zhaomu, Song Yuanxun was the worst one.

Just now Fang Zhaomu said that Song Yuanxun made turning on the lights like a farewell to life and death, but Song Yuanxun felt that even if it was a farewell to life and death, it was better than this.

There is no room for maneuver between life and death, and anyone who encounters it has to admit it.

But when the lights are dim, Song Yuanxun still has fantasies, he will also dream.

Fang Zhaomu's tears and resistance were like rocks hanging in the air and falling down one after another.Fang Zhaomu will leave after all the luck and unrealistic hopes in Song Yuanxun's heart are wiped out.