Who is not Bai Yueguang?

The two sweetly recalled the past, and sweetly took advantage of the night to return home.

Bi He still remembers the grand scene of being besieged by fans at the airport when he reunited with Xue Qiao, so the other party took him out like a thief in the middle of the night, in his opinion, it was a great romance, and underneath it was the gentleness and tenderness of a person like Xue Qiao sincere.

There are so many male gods, but Bihe has only one.

The little fan is in a good mood and wants to drink.

What I drank was still Xue Qiao's warm beer, with a little red wolfberry in it, the taste was not so strong, and the taste was sweet.

Bi He drank the sweet wine sweetly, and his face slowly turned red under the warm light.

He nestled on the sofa, waiting for Xue Qiao to come out of the kitchen, holding the cup in one hand, and patting the empty seat next to him with a smile.

As soon as Xue Qiao sat down, Bi He fell into his arms, as if leaning on a big pillow.

There was an old movie on the movie channel on the TV, and when the heroine became popular with it, Xue Qiao was still taking classes at the film academy.

Bi He watched a movie for a while, raised his hand from time to time, and Xue Qiao lowered his head and took a sip of wine from the glass he brought.

In the quiet night you exchanged with doubled high-speed rotation, the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen are neatly arranged, and the small wall lamp next to the small cooking pot is forgotten to be turned off, emitting a cluster of fireflies and warm yellow light.

There are a few more pairs of shoes in the shoe cabinet in the hallway, which do not belong to your shoe size, but they are neatly leaning next to your shoes. They are quietly side by side, as if they were together from the beginning.

And the coats hanging together on the coat rack.

There are also people in your arms and in your heart.

Xue Qiao thought, even if he were to win the Best Actor tomorrow, it would not be worth the joy at this moment.

On the screen, the heroine wearing the skin of a little demon girl was moved with sincerity, sending flirting signals to the hero in front of her with every frown, smile and blink of an eye.

But Bi He in front of the TV drank too much hot beer and fell asleep.

The cup that had already bottomed out slipped out of his hand and landed on the soft plush carpet, with only a soft muffled sound.

Bi He didn't hear it.

Xue Qiao noticed it, but he didn't care about the cup lying alone at his feet. There was something more attracting his attention at the moment.

To be precise, there is one thing he wants to do more.

When the person you care about is nestled in your arms like a three-month-old kitten, of course you are happy.

And behind this joy is a kind of subtle impulse that spreads from the heart to the whole body.

Bi He almost fell asleep, and the old movie's episode that was later sung and used countless times was still ringing intermittently in his ears. What the hero and heroine said, he couldn't hear it in his dreams.

Until he felt something soft press against his lips, and the familiar, intoxicating breath spread in the air.

Then suddenly, inexplicably, he awoke.

Xue Qiao under the warm light is very handsome.

To be precise, it is very sexy.

He lowered his head and kissed his chief little fan tenderly, his long arms wrapped him tightly in his arms.Being so close, the hair on his forehead brushed over Bi He lightly, and it was very itchy.

The itch that was originally just a small area soon spread from the cheeks to the neck, passed through the chest cavity, and flowed to the toes.

Bi He could feel the infinite treasure from Xue Qiao's gentle kisses, just like the previous few kisses.

But he suddenly felt that it wasn't enough.

He closed his eyes, and there was a faint light in his dark vision. Bi He knew it was a lamp, but felt like time was rewinding.

On many sunny afternoons, he quietly blushed and suppressed the urge to secretly kiss Xue Qiao.

The 17-year-old black-haired Bi He is as careful as a hamster, helpless and sour. If he knows that he will be so close to the person he likes after many years, will he cry out of excitement.

Huang Maohe, who was in his twenties, didn't cry. He stretched out his arms and hugged Xue Qiao's neck tightly, but he was indeed very excited.

In the endless stream of electric current, in the cherished kiss from the one he likes, he suddenly and boldly stuck out his tongue.

Gently touched Xue Qiao.

From lingering to intense.

Xue Qiao turned over, and pressed Bi He, who was dazzled by his kiss, under him, and was also firmly embedded in his arms.

He had one arm around Bi He's waist, and the heating was on in the room. Bi He took off his thick sweater when he first entered the room, and put on the home clothes he bought for him, which was not too thin. However, Xue Qiao felt that he had easily touched the skin around his waist.

His palms instantly became hot.

And not just palms.

Bi He seemed to be very well-behaved at first, but after the tongue was dishonest, Huang Maohe took the upper hand in his consciousness, and the tiny electric currents that were all over his body instantly crackled and exploded into sparks, making his heart thump.

He and Xue Qiao are dating.

Xue Qiao was so close to him.

too close.

It was so close that he could clearly feel every part of Xue Qiao's body—or a change in a certain place.

Bi He couldn't help but hooked his toes tightly.

His hands were out of the control of his brain, and he wandered randomly on Xue Qiao's back.

The muscles of the male god are so easy to touch.

Xue Qiao discovered the changes in himself and Bi He at the same time.

He didn't hesitate too much, and even went against his usual considerateness, one hand went directly into Bi He's jacket, and the walking rhythm was even consistent with Bi He's.

He really touched Bi He's skin.

Bi He's waist was probably really sensitive. As soon as Xue Qiao's palm touched it, the blushing Bi He suddenly and softly snorted.

This sound scared Bi He himself to wake up.

Xue Qiao's thin lips couldn't help evoking a little smile, Bi He didn't see it, only knew that the person on his body let go of his lips while stroking him, and kissed all the way down, across the collarbone , down, down.

Bi He's clothes were pulled up to his chest, and his thin waist was exposed in the air, but it was not too cold.

Xue Qiao's kiss landed on Bi He's waist.

Bi He almost trembled, his right leg bent unconsciously, and his hands grabbed Xue Qiao in a mess.

Xue Qiao didn't even raise his head, he reached out and grabbed him accurately, interlocking his fingers.

"Ah... Ah Qiao..."

Bi He called people, his voice trembling like riding a roller coaster.

Xue Qiao looked up into his eyes, this handsome man obviously had some strange and dangerous emotions in the corners of his eyes and brows, but his expression was still so gentle that Bi He almost wanted to drown in it.

Xue Qiao is his.

Get closer, get closer.

It is not enough even if the two of them are already hugging each other tightly, and some parts are burning together.

Bi He thought, not enough.

Xue Qiao stopped at this moment.

Bi He's eyes were already smudged red, and he looked at him blankly.

Xue Qiao smiled and kissed his eyes: "Wait for me for a while."

After speaking, he let go of Bi He and got up from the sofa. Bi He watched him walk into the bathroom without blinking, and came out again after a while, holding a bottle in his hand.

Bi He's blushing face was completely burned with a "teng".