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Saying goodbye to the third watch, the clock has passed twelve midnight.Rong Chuan walked out of the restaurant, not in a hurry to take a taxi, and took a walk along the side of the road to sober up. Seeing that Han Ying was not in the mood, he kicked the small stones on the side of the road silently, he couldn't help being a little curious: " What's wrong with Ying Juju? It's been so quiet all night? Don't you usually talk a lot?"

Han Ying stopped in his tracks and looked at him with displeasure: "I heard everything you and San Geng said tonight."

"Oh?" Rong Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Although it's not good to talk about people behind their backs...but since Ying Juju heard it, he heard it. It's not a bad thing anyway."

Han Ying saw that his attitude was relaxed, and there was a bit of relief in his expression, and he couldn't help becoming more angry: "What do you mean? Just forget it after sleeping with me, and pretend it's okay?"

Rong Chuan was also a little dazed by his sudden anger: "Then what is Yingjuju thinking? You can go to bed once if you like me, and afterward, you can be friends or passers-by according to fate. This is not your usual way of doing things." Principle? Jiuyuan is like this, Silk Road Journey is like this, isn’t it the same for dozens of IDs in your harem biography? I remember that when someone hung up on you in YS before, you responded like this when you were wearing a straight horse. "

"But you're fucking different!"

"Why am I different?"

Rong Chuan waved his hand, and cut off his anger calmly: "Ying Juju, to be honest, I was surprised when I first found out from Lao Qin that you liked me. You have helped me a lot by obsessing over it for so long. I am also very grateful. But obsession and falling in love are two different things. In fact, I have had similar feelings. When I was a child, I went to Shanghai for the first time. There was a small stall selling pickled fruits near my uncle’s house. Apricots and pineapples were placed on skewers. They are lined up in a row, topped with sour plum juice, and they look very delicious. But my family thinks that the roadside stalls are not clean, and they never let me buy them. When I was in college, they didn’t have the energy to take care of these little things anymore. When I went to Shanghai, I bought more than a dozen cans and took them back to the hotel to eat for several days. When I took the first bite, I thought this is really what I have eaten. The best delicacy, I have been greedy for so many years, and I will buy it every time I have the opportunity to go to Shanghai. But then I have more opportunities to travel to Shanghai, and the time to eat it gradually changed from once a week to Once a month, even if you pass by later, you won’t even stop. It’s the best when you can’t get what you want, and it’s the same thing after you really get it. This kind of experience should be accumulated You will not be short, and the future will not be clear, everything will be fine, why are you so persistent?"

Han Ying was educated by his long speech, and couldn't find a word to refute for a while, so he could only emphasize dryly: "I...I really like you, if it wasn't like this, who would take the initiative to lie down and let you go?" What the hell are you doing?"

"So what makes Ying Juju unhappy is the question of who goes up and who goes down?"

"Fuck! Of course not!"

And Rong Chuan can't get around the logic, and the history of dating too much in the past has turned his reputation into a negative number. At this moment, no matter how hard he tries to show his loyalty, in the eyes of the other party, he can probably only get one. Hehe with pity.In desperation, Han Ying didn't have the strength to argue anymore, so he could only swallow his breath and continue to ask: "Then when you slept with Dudi, did you really like him? When you were with him, did you ever think about it?" What's next?"

"Yes..." Rong Chuan didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded calmly: "Although there are many obstacles, I plan to live a life with him in the future. Or I often Stationed in Shanghai, or he transferred to Xi’an, no matter how bad it is, find a city you like to live in together, and raise a puppy or something. Even if my parents are under a lot of pressure, but after all, it’s just a son like me. Can always handle it."

"What about me? Did you think about the future when you slept with me?"

"Yingjuju has a car and a house in Dongguan, and there are groups of guns and friends covered in peach blossom debts. Why do you want to discuss this?"

"..."

Originally thought that going to bed would be the starting point for the relationship between each other to break the ice. Han Ying even edited in his mind for a day how to show affection in a high-profile way, and at the same time announce the content of Weibo and Moments that "I am off the list", but the sky failed. , gave him a process full of surprises but could not change a preset result.Seeing that he clenched his hands tightly but did not speak, Rong Chuan lowered his voice: "It's getting late, if Ying Juju is in a bad mood, why don't you go back to your hotel?"

"Who said I want to go back to live?" Han Ying finally raised his head, grabbed his arm and threw it into the taxi: "Don't you fucking want to sleep with me? All right! Me and you Go back and continue to do it! Get it until you feel comfortable!"

The conversation that night seemed to be a footnote to the pure love and friendship between the two people.In the next few days, apart from eating and bathing and occasionally going out for a walk, the KINGSIZE luxurious round bed in the hotel became the only communication platform between them.

Han Ying has rich experience and superb skills. Although the chrysanthemum has been swollen and can no longer be inserted to the end, but with just one hand, he can repeatedly send the other party to orgasm.Rong Chuan has been in several relationships, but the ones he dated in the early stage were all the reserved ladies Bai Fumei, and the only homosexual relationship was with Dumb Silence who cautiously looked up to him as a male god. There are some regular postures.At this moment, being led by the old driver on the road, the doors of various new worlds have been opened one after another. He is originally very intelligent, and he is not a hypocritical character. In addition to being pleasing to the eye, his body that has been exercised all year round is not only pleasing to the eye, but also has strength and flexibility in any posture. .After a few days of rolling down the bed sheet, the body between the two became more and more tacit, and they became more and more happy to develop various new postures.

After four or five days of being so tiresome, Rong Chuan's phone calls became busy, often halfway through, he had to crawl to the edge of the bed covered in sweat and pressed the answer button with great difficulty and plugged in the earphones.Han Ying couldn't complain about the word "Mom" that was shining on the screen, he could only lie on the opponent's body, licking the back of his penis and waiting patiently.

On the weekend, Rong Chuan answered a phone call at dusk and talked on the balcony for nearly an hour before he took off his earphones with a deep breath.Han Ying sat by the bed and changed the TV channel absently. Seeing him return to the room, he felt ominous and asked in a muffled voice, "Are you...are you leaving?"

"There is something urgent at home. I was supposed to go back after finishing my work in Tianjin. Now it has been delayed for almost a week. My family keeps urging me. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. I just booked a flight for tomorrow morning."

"This way..." Although it is not the first time we have parted, the future without promises as a guarantee always makes people feel terrified.Han Ying half opened his mouth and couldn't say anything about the promise of seeing you next time. He froze for a while and looked through the public comments: "These days, I either order takeaway or order room service, or go out for a meal together."

"It's probably difficult..." Rong Chuan pointed to the notebook on the table, and shrugged apologetically, "Before I go back, I need to prepare some materials for my parents. I'm afraid we won't be able to finish work so soon."

"Then... I'll go to the kitchen and make something to eat first?"

"Oh, I forgot that Ying Juju still has this skill point, so thank you in advance."

The suites in the hotel are equipped with a kitchen, simple kitchen utensils and seasonings are all available, but the ingredients are limited, and there is no room for display. The so-called show your skills is nothing more than throwing instant noodles in a pot and cooking them with two eggs. That's all.Han Ying took care of it absent-mindedly for a while, put away the seasonings in a hurry, brought them to the desk and pointed concisely: "Eat!"

Rong Chuan was staring at the monitor and typing on the keyboard attentively. Seeing the food delivered to him, he thanked him, picked up the bowl and smelled it, and took a quick sip of the soup.In the next second, his face suddenly changed.

"Fuck! Drink it, don't spit!"

Han Yingzheng was eagerly waiting to claim credit, seeing the sudden change in the situation, he hurried to save himself.

Rong Chuan raised his head and looked at him for three seconds. He was really not sure whether it was an accident or revenge. Under his gaze, he finally rolled his throat and swallowed.

"It's not that exaggerated...why is your face so ugly?"

"Should I have a taste for myself?"

"You're bluffing me?" Han Ying drank a third of the bowl in one gulp, and then his expression changed.

"You are allowed to vomit!" Rong Chuan waved his hand very grandly.

"Damn! My mother always said that the tall bottle is vinegar and the short bottle is soy sauce. Why are the seasonings misplaced in this hotel? Damn it's so sour!" Han Ying didn't accept the care, and forced a mouthful of it very loyally. Suantang, seeing Rong Chuan sitting there with a smile on his face, was filled with righteous indignation: "You fucking laugh!"

Rong Chuan didn't speak, but still had a smile on his face, but his eyes became a little complicated.Under his watchful eyes, Han Ying walked over slowly, leaned down and bit his earlobe lightly: "Hey, there is one last night left, do you want to do it?"

"Wait a minute, I still have something to finish..."

"Then you do yours, I'll do mine!"

After he finished speaking, he knelt down in front of the chair, held Rong Chuan's knee with one hand, separated his legs, and rubbed between the other's legs while looking at his pants with the other hand.Rong Chuan snorted softly, and after being touched skillfully by him for a while, he couldn't sit still anymore, so he straightened his back up and motioned silently for him to hurry up.

Han Ying got the response, and quickly leaned down, biting the crotch of his trousers with his teeth and pulling it down a little bit, the hand holding his knee also shifted direction, wandering all the way to push the opponent's shirt away.

He slowly bit Rong Chuan's strong but slender waist, and was very satisfied to hear the muffled gasp, then moved his lips down again, and kissed a few times through his underwear like a dragonfly dripping water. Down.

Rong Chuan's legs trembled after being teased by him, he stopped what he was doing helplessly, and reached out to rub his hair.As if encouraged, Han Ying quickly tore off his panties, and his half-erect penis broke free from its restraints, standing upright in front of his eyes trembling slightly.

Han Ying brought his lips closer and closed them carefully.Rong Chuan felt that the most sensitive part of himself was wrapped in a moist mouth, being kissed and licked from top to bottom, and his breathing became more and more rapid.He lowered his head, and inadvertently intertwined with the other party's gaze. The moist eyes in front of him did not know when they were filled with moisture, and his handsome cheeks were slightly red due to the exertion.

The boy, who is usually active every day, just knelt under him like this, with a look of concentration.There are a few traces of water hanging on the corner of the mouth, and the face is full of discomfort but still trying hard to please.These are rare to see on weekdays, Han Ying's jerky and fragile appearance caused Rong Chuan's rationality to shatter instantly. He quickly sat up straight, stretched out his hand to grab his hair, and pressed it tightly against his crotch, almost domineering. pumped in his mouth.

Han Ying only felt that his throat was instantly filled with foreign objects, and he wanted to cough but there was no space.Rong Chuan had probably never had such an experience before, when he was excited, he directly entered the deep throat without any seriousness.The area wrapped by cartilage tissue was forcibly stretched, and the strong sense of tightness made his movements more rough, but for Han Ying, it felt so uncomfortable that he was almost suffocating.

Uncontrollable tears soon overflowed from the corners of his eyes and fell silently down.Rong Chuan's expression was shaken, and he quickly restrained himself and slowly withdrew from his mouth. Han Ying coughed for a while, took off his clothes one by one, raised his legs and sat astride him, and said in a low voice. Urge to see: "Hard work...come again!"

Rong Chuan hugged his shoulders, and with the help of Run Wei Nong, Han Ying's hot penis entered again. Han Ying vigorously swung his waist, looking up and down, as if he wanted to exhaust all his enthusiasm at once. Constantly pulling the opponent to the deepest point.

When the climax was about to come, Rong Chuan hooked his chin and kissed him fiercely. Han Ying tried his best to break out of his kiss, hugged his shoulder and explained intermittently: "You... you first Don't move, I have something to tell you."

The chest was cold, and the half-red but not black rope that Han Ying had been hanging was taken off at some point, and he hung it around his neck tremblingly.The black stone that was strung on the rope just landed on the position of the heart, trembling slightly with the frequency of breathing.

"Rong Chuan, I don't care what you think. I've thought it through these days. Whether you believe it or not, I seriously treat you as my daughter-in-law. I told you before that if you sleep with me , I will never sleep with others again, and it counts. My mother said that this piece of jade is for my future daughter-in-law, so I will give it to you. If you bother me, don't throw it in front of me... When you leave tomorrow and I can't see you, you can do whatever you want..."

A kiss was blocked again.Rong Chuan didn't know whether it was because of the stimulation of these few words, or because the orgasm was too strong, and the last few thrusts were extra forceful.Han Ying was exhausted by the heat that shot into his body, gasped twice, and collapsed on the other's shoulder, unable to utter a sound.

A few minutes later, soft fingers gently touched his earlobe, and Rong Chuan's voice was low and hoarse floating in the air: "Han Ying, I know what you want to say, give me some time to think about it. Then... I will take this thing first, and I will explain to you how to deal with it in the future. "