Envy

Seeing that he was wearing thin clothes, Meng Tou couldn't help asking, "Are you cold?"

He shook his head and said, "It's not cold. It's hot." He stretched out his hand to pull the skirt of his clothes.The man obviously couldn't stop breathing, and the appearance of loosening his clothes was still upright and self-sustaining, revealing white jade-like wrists, and his slender fingers slowly opened the coat, and then the inner coat.

Meng Tou reached out to touch his forehead, it was hot, and shook his hand, it was cold.Meng Tou asked, "Amorous tide?"

Yan Zhaohan's cold fingers slipped into his cuffs.His cuffs were wrapped in leather gauntlets, which were bitingly cold.After Yan Zhaohan's fingers touched his warm wrist, they slid down lightly, touched the lines of his palm, and held his hand.The man looked up at him, his face was tired, but his brows and eyes were full of coquettishness, and he gave a soft "um" as a response.

Yan Shaojun's clothes were a little disheveled, and he brushed back the half-wet black hair that fell on his shoulders, the wetness at the tip of his brows was still there, and his eyes were full of water.He said, "Help me." Holding Meng Tou's hand with both hands, he leaned against his cheek.

Meng Tou felt a little obsessed, and wiped the tear mole under his right eye with his fingers, rubbed his smooth face with his fingertips, and moved down, wiped off a little water stain from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and stroked it to his lips.

There was a night wind blowing in time.He became a little more sober, and remembered where he was: "Are...here?"

This is the Dongtan cemetery in Eternal Night City, and there are tall and short graves everywhere.There have also been ghost riots here.He suddenly felt a little timid.it's here?

Yan Zhaohan smiled softly, and tore off his jacket, revealing his snow-white neck and clear collarbone.There is a string around the neck.He said in his usual gentle voice: "Third brother, you were only fifteen when you descended into the wild at Dongtan River, are you scared today?"

Meng Tou held his face, touched his forehead, and said with some hatred: "You will only be called 'Brother Third' at this time." As before, Meng Tou kissed his thin lips, With a slight push, he lay flat on his back among the grass.

Meng Tou knelt on both sides of his body, stretched out his hands to untie his clothes, and when he loosened his hands, he tilted his head and smiled.Meng Tou originally had sword-browed and star-eyed eyes, and this smile was all flirtatious.This man even took off his own jade crown and threw it aside.A few strands of forehead hair fell down, peach blossom eyes curved.

Yan Zhaohan has never seen Meng Tou smile like this since he was young, and he didn't even remember his appearance deeply. They always met and parted in a hurry.

Meng Tou seems to be like this, but also doesn't seem to be.In his memory, Meng Tou was handsome, with bright eyes and bright lips, and a bright smile.But now he feels that the word "show" doesn't suit the person in front of him.

Meng Tou's face is well-defined, his sword-like eyebrows are like ink, and his nose is straight. He has long lost the "show" of a teenager.The youthful spirit in him also faded, and he was gentle and fierce.He unbuttoned his coat and kept it on.The shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the muscles in the lower abdomen are well-proportioned.

Meng Tou picked up Yan Zhaohan, spread his coat under him, and then went to untie Yan Zhaohan's belt.

It was cold and windy, and Meng Tou's fingers were a little numb.Meng Tou knew that Yan Zhaohan was burning hot, but he still didn't allow him to take off his upper body clothes, pulled up his own clothes, and wrapped him tightly.

While clasping his right knee, Meng Tou said in a low voice: "It's too cold, I... I will hurry up and wait for you to calm down a bit, then we will leave here."

Yan Zhaohan was delirious from the overwhelming fire, he suppressed himself earlier and maintained a dignified appearance.Later, even the biting cold wind couldn't wake him up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the night moon and stars upside down. Panting and raising his jaw, his fingers unconsciously grabbed the clothes under him, and connected the roots to the ground through the silk clothes. new grass.

The peach color in his eyes was so bright that Meng Tou couldn't help but kissed his lips.He let out a half-groan, turned his head to catch his breath, and agreed to the deep kiss again.

Meng Tou brushed his sweaty forehead with cold fingers, and he leaned back obediently.Meng Tou bit his Adam's apple lightly, and licked it provocatively a few times.

The males of the Xi nationality are slightly slender, and there is no beard behind the weak crown. There are only small hairs on the body, which are delicate and smooth.Not to mention the women of the Xi nationality, their skin is as thick as fat, and the beauty is moving.

He didn't know what the official family was like, he only remembered that his father came to the other courtyard when he was drunk, drove him out of the house on a midsummer rainy night, and said insulting words to his mother on the bed.He was sitting outside the door, his clothes were mostly wet by the rain, he shivered and hugged himself, thinking how chilling his mother was.

His father opened the door in the middle of the night, when the rain had stopped, he saw him shivering in the corner, stepped across the threshold and walked away without looking back.The ground in the yard was wet, and his father stepped out through the mud with his feet deep and shallow.He wiped the rainwater off his face with his sleeve, and went into the house to look for his mother.

His mother was wearing a middle coat, her hair was still messy, the rouge on her lips had faded, and one side of her face was swollen.As soon as he called "Mother", her tears fell.He wiped his face indiscriminately, it was warm, he thought it was the rain that hadn't dried it off.

He was still young when he met Meng Tou, so he gave it in a daze, but he never regretted it.

Meng Tuo is not serious on weekdays, but he is extraordinarily silent when it comes to love affairs.He never uttered lewd words, nor did he say anything that abused others. He always restrained himself and knew how to measure himself.It has been like this all these years, holding him carefully, cherishing him, and loving him like life.Yan Zhao has a slight obsession with cleanliness, no matter how late they toss, Meng Tou must clean him and himself before going to sleep.

He heard two love stories from Meng Tou.One sentence says "Wu longing for it", and one sentence says "Looking for the day and night in three springs in Lizhou".

After the fire was turned off that night, Yan Zhaohan sat for a long time with his eyes wide open.It wasn't until Meng Tou put on his clothes and asked him to leave together that he regained his senses, held Meng Tou's outstretched hand, and let him pick him up.He didn't take two steps and found that his legs were weak.

Meng Tou supported him.He lowered his eyelids and said softly, "My legs are weak."

Meng Tou was startled, as if he had thought of something.When Yan Zhaohan raised his eyes to look at him, he recovered his normal expression, lowered his body and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

The cold wind blew past his still warm ear tips, and the wind was wrapped in the fragrance of grass and trees.A mix of dead grass and new grass.The city wall of Eternal Night, which is close at hand, is majestic, and there is no sign of decay and obsolete.The people in the city just accepted the bamboo lanterns and went to sleep peacefully, that's why the night of Yong Ye is so quiet.

Meng Tou said that he met a Xiaoyang man who looked very similar to him, and said that outsiders said, what about Yan Shaojun.Meng Tou talked a lot, and his throat seemed to be choked by something, which was uncomfortable and painful.At the end of his speech, he pursed his lips, as if about to cry, but smiled lightly.

Yan Zhaohan also chuckled lightly.

"I've heard that when domestic cats are in heat, they get hurt when they go out to have sex with wild cats."

He leaned on Meng Tou's back safely, and said with a tearful smile: "Third brother, do you think I am that house cat, or that wild cat that hurt people?"