brother's lover

"TAXI." Seeing that Nojima and the fair-skinned man got into a champagne-colored car together, Yan Yi immediately waved for a taxi and followed them.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sight was almost blocked by the rain.The champagne-colored car walked unhurriedly in the heavy rain, and it was unclear where their destination was going.Yan Yi stared at the car, afraid that if he didn't pay attention, the car would disappear.

At the corner of the street, the driver stopped the car suddenly, and the champagne-colored car drifted away.

"Why did you stop?" Yan Yi asked while grabbing the back of the driver's seat.

"Red traffic lights." The driver said, pointing ahead.

Yan Yi raised his head and saw the red signal lights that had been washed by the rain glaring brightly in the heavy rain.

The red signal light ended, and the champagne-colored car in front completely disappeared.Reluctantly, Yan Yi let the taxi take him to Nojima's apartment.Unsurprisingly, Nojima was not at home, and Yanyi sat curled up in front of Nojima's house with his body drenched in rain.

"Hey, hello..." After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yi was pushed awake.He looked up in confusion, and Nojima's face made the blurred vision clear.He looked up, watching Nojima slowly stand up with the instant noodles in his hand.

Nojima looked at him indifferently, took out the key and opened the door.Hiko followed closely behind him into the house.Nojima glanced back at him dissatisfied.

I really want to ask, who was the person who sat in the car with him earlier.But as far as Nojima is concerned, he won't say what he wants to hear.Yan Yi pursed his lips vigorously, and changed his wet shoes at the entrance.

"Do you think my place is a love hotel?" Nojima looked impatiently at Yanichi who was already familiar with the way.

"It's much worse than a love hotel." Yan Yi looked around the messy room with disdain.

Nojima pouted, nodded, picked up the kettle and filled a pot of water and put it on the stove.After a while, there was a "sizzling" sound in the kettle.

Hikoichi sneezed, and Nojima sneered, "Since it's worse than a love hotel, let's go back quickly."

"I won't go back." Yan Yi sat in front of the coffee table and looked at Nojima.I really want to take off his clothes and see if there are any traces of deviance on his body.Obviously he didn't have such a standpoint, but just thinking of Nojima walking intimately with a man he didn't know would drive him crazy with jealousy.Knowing that this is just a man who uses his body as a tool to make money...

"Tch," Nojima looked at Yanichi meanly, "So I hate virgins, did you treat me as your exclusive if I had sex with you once?"

Yanyi took a deep breath, restrained his trembling lips and made a cold tone, "Why did Mr. Nojima treat me like this?"

Nojima tilted his head and looked at Yanichi in surprise.

"From the beginning, Mr. Nojima took the initiative to provoke me, are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you? Why?" Nojima crossed his arms, not hiding his contemptuous smile.

"I'm afraid that you will fall in love with me like you fell in love with Brother Huangyi, and I'm afraid that I will end up like Brother Huangyi. So you deliberately bluffed and wanted to drive me away from you."

Nojima frowned slightly, and then laughed exaggeratedly: "Are all the young masters of your Xiyuanji family so arrogant? Although you and Koichi were not born to the same mother, you have the same self-confidence. Could it be this kind of arrogance? From your flamboyant father, or rather, from your simple mother?"

A slap fell on Nojima's face, and even Yanyi was stunned.He stared blankly at his red hands, then at the fingerprints on Nojima's face, pursed his lips, but didn't know what to say.After hesitating for a long time, blushing: "I'm sorry."

This was the second time he hit Nojima. Nojima touched his sore cheek, smiled lightly, took out a check from the bedside drawer and handed it to Yanyi: "Please leave."

"No..." Yan Yi whispered.

"Get out!" Nojima rudely stuffed the check into his collar, mentioning that he wanted to push him out.

"I like Mr. Nojima." Yanyi grabbed Nojima's hand vigorously and pulled his hand off his collar.Nojima was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there was such strength in Yan Yi's thin body, he raised his eyes to meet Yan Yi's four eyes, and saw this simple young man's stupid eyes reveal firmness and determination from time to time of light.

"I like Mr. Nojima." Yanyi repeated his words again, "Even if you don't like me at all, I still like you; even if you treat me too much, I still like you; even if you just treat me I also like you as a prostitute; even when you are with me, all you think about is Brother Huangyi, I like you too."

Nojima wanted to close his eyes and not look at Hikoichi, but he couldn't take his eyes off his face.Seeing his tearful eyes, his heart moved violently, the hand that originally wanted to push Yan Yi out no longer had any strength.

"Seeing you feeling sad for Brother Akira, I'm going crazy with jealousy; seeing you arm in arm with other men, I'm also going crazy with jealousy; I don't want to be like this, but I just like Mr. Nojima , no matter how much you hate me, I want to stay by your side, even if there is no dignity..."

Yanyi's voice became more and more choked up, and finally he was sobbing.

Nojima couldn't help reaching out to wipe away his tears, but Hikoichi turned his head away from his hand, not wanting him to see how ugly and disgusting he was crying.

Nojima turned his face away, wiping his tears with his own sleeve.The tears became even more uncontrollable.He had to kiss his face, kiss his lips, and gently stroke his body.

Hikoichi sank again, this time Nojima was unprecedentedly gentle.

Takagi walked into the bar.In the middle of the night before leaving the business, the poor afterglow will shine into the bar through the windows half exposed to the ground.A touch fell right on Nojima Kaoru's face.Takagi raised his eyebrows and looked at Nojima who was sitting in front of the bar, smoking a cigarette. Half of his expressionless delicate face was half bright and half dark, like an oil painting by a famous artist, with a decadent and ambiguous atmosphere.

Takagi walked towards him and smiled slightly, "Ah, the sun came out in the west, and Nojima-kun unexpectedly arrived earlier than me."

Nojima said nothing.Takagi walked up to him, looked at his face carefully, and found that he was not expressionless, and now there was something called "sluggishness" floating on his face compared to usual.Takagi has known Nojima for almost three years, and in these three years, it seems that he has never shown such an expression.He always has a shallow and sly smile, like a fox, he doesn't make friends with people, and he will never offend anyone.Relying on that good-looking face, he has both ways.

After Takagi walked to the bar, he picked up whiskey and poured two glasses, and handed one to Nojima.

"Thank you." Nojima thanked him, holding a cigarette in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, taking a sip.

"It looks like he has something on his mind." Takagi raised his eyebrows slightly.He was a thin, mulatto-like man with a mustache.Wear a decent suit.Although I don't like to inquire about other people's right and wrong, but if the target is Nojima, I am afraid that people who recognize Nojima will not be able to help but feel a little interest.After all, the expression of dullness and bewilderment, which are only suitable for ordinary people, is really rare on the face of a person like Nojima who always holds the initiative in matters.

Nojima lowered his eyes and brushed off the ashes, and put the cigarette in his mouth.

"Xiaoyuan said that he met you yesterday?" It was expected that Nojima would never reveal anything easily. Takagi leaned on the bar counter and put his body in a good-looking posture, "Could it be that Shinohara is pestering you again? Staying at home?"

Nojima is not interested in "explaining", let alone other misunderstandings.Although Takagi knew that his guess was inaccurate, but the look on his face always had something to do with the affair.If unfortunately you guess right, it really makes people feel a little bit unwilling.He frowned.

Shinohara Kazu is also Takagi's classmate and was one of Nojima's suitors.Worked in a real estate company and was promoted to the position of section chief at a young age.After spending the night with him once, Nojima was pestered by him for a long time.In the end, I don't know how to deal with it. Although he didn't entangle him anymore, he would occasionally come to the bar to drink and look at Nojima with the eyes of an unrequited lover.

"It's rare, I remember Nojima-kun's principle is not to spend the second night with the same man?"

Nojima raised his chin and cast a leery look at Takagi.It was just a simple glance, without showing too much emotion.But according to Nojima in the past, this glance is already superfluous.Takagi laughed lightly, and did not inquire further to avoid provoking Nojima's anger.

Nojima put out the cigarette butt, drank the whiskey in one gulp, turned around and changed into waiter's clothes to open the shop.Takagi looked at his neat figure and flat mouth, and caught a glimpse of a newspaper in front of his seat.It's today's newspaper, on the page of real estate advertisements.Takagi reached out to pick it up and flipped through it, then looked at Nojima who had changed into a black vest and apron, and clicked his tongue.

No matter what kind of clothes the beauty wears, she will be so decent. It's no wonder that so many people can't help but like him.Therefore, beautiful women will always have more troubles than others.

If it wasn't for Xiao Yuan, he might have offended someone else.Takagi speculated gloatingly, and threw the newspaper aside.

With the coming of summer vacation, the business of the bar has entered the off-season, and there are only a few customers throughout the night.The dismal support lasted until 03:30, when Takagi waved his hand to announce the closing.

The part-time waiter immediately cheered and went to the locker room to change clothes.Nojima slowly cleaned the wine glasses and shakers left by the guests, and then went to the dressing room.

When he came out after changing his clothes, Takagi leaned against the door of the dressing room and looked at him with his arms folded, "Nah, since I tried it with Shinohara a second time, would you like to try it with me?"

After a moment of silence, Nojima nodded.Even Takagi himself couldn't believe it.So the previous speculation could not help but feel that it might be true, no wonder Xiaoyuan called her yesterday.Takagi murmured in his heart, took the car keys and led Nojima to the parking lot.

Takagi's house is not too far from the bar, but it's not in the same direction as Nojima's apartment.Takagi drove the car in a good mood, and glanced at Nojima sitting in the passenger seat from time to time.He didn't look relaxed at all, his brows seemed to be raised, and some troubles were caught in the shallow folds on his forehead.Anyone can see that he has something on his mind.But that doesn't stop him from still looking good.Doing H things with a good-looking person is very satisfying no matter how you think about it.

A red signal light was on at the intersection, and Takagi stopped the car, watching the dazzling red light present a cross halo in the darkness.He gently placed his hand on Nojima's leg, and began to caress very naturally.Through the fabric of the jeans, this kind of gentle teasing is like swarms of ants crawling across the legs, numb and itchy.Nojima took his hand and pulled him away from his lap.

Takagi looked back at Nojima and smiled lightly.The signal light just turned green, and he started the car and drove towards his home.

The parking lot is near a small park. Because it is a newly developed residential area, the surrounding area of ​​the parking lot looks quiet and empty.The lights on the side of the road also create an ambiguous atmosphere.Nojima rolled up the window to let the natural night wind blow into the car.

Takagi parked the car, saw that Nojima was not keen to get out of the car, and curled his lips slightly, "How about trying it here? It seems very exciting."

Nojima didn't comment, Takagi's fingers advanced on his legs like a running villain, stopped at the lower abdomen, moved down slowly, and felt the shape of the genitals wrapped in jeans.Touching up and down, Nojima closed his eyes.Takagi raised his body and pulled Nojima's face, and the two began to kiss.Nojima has been inactive, lazily accepting Takagi's teasing.Takagi tried his best like a child who wanted to be praised, using all his tricks, hoping to make Nojima as excited as himself.Nojima was unable to enter the state for a long time.

"Concentrate." Takagi was a little impatient.

"I'm sorry." Nojima whispered, and Takagi's second kiss came to him again.In fact, Takagi's technique is very good. I heard about it from others a long time ago, and tried it once later, and it is indeed worthy of the name.But sometimes, too skillful technology is no surprise.It's like a predetermined step, knowing what he will do early in the morning, and then let the body achieve what kind of effect.But sex... Isn't it just to make the body HIGH up?Nojima was thinking sleepily, thinking of last night's unplanned plot, Takagi's teasing made him less and less interested.

He took the initiative to kiss Yanyi... that man in his twenties who was still a bit childish, like a primary school student.For many people, entanglement between two people is like breathing. It doesn't need to be taught, it will happen naturally.He was trembling nervously.

The same surname is Xiyuan Temple, the difference between him and Kouichi is really big.

However, even so, it will also make people feel at a loss.

Nojima frowned suddenly, thinking of Yanichi's face, the interest that was almost teased by Takagi disappeared instantly.

"Hey, focus on me." Takagi said, straddling him to untie his belt.Nojima held his hand and pushed him away from him.

Takagi looked at Nojima who suddenly changed his face in surprise, and shouted unhappily, "Hey, what's going on?"

"Sorry." Nojima pushed the car door and walked out without looking back.

Obviously it was only a close call.Takagi jumped out of the car and looked at Nojima's back and kicked the car depressed.