Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

Yang Heng picked up the rice paper he had written on his desk, and said to Song Caijue, "Caijue, what do you think of my handwriting?" So Song Caijue put his eyes on the thin piece of paper "Handwriting is like a person. Your calligraphy is unrestrained and eclectic. It is an excellent cursive script." Song Caijue said.After Yang Heng listened to it, he picked up his own handwriting and looked at it again, and said with regret: "But I think Fangzheng's regular script looks better, but unfortunately I can't practice it well. Why don't you come and teach me?"

Song Caijue walked to the table, lifted his own cuff with one hand, and held a pen with the other.After a while, a poem written in italics appeared vividly on the paper.Yang Heng stared intently, staring at the hand shaking left and right.When Song Caijue stopped writing, he said, "As expected of your handwriting."

Song Caijue didn't take Yang Heng's compliment to heart, but just motioned him to copy the article.

So the two of them got closer and closer in a relaxed atmosphere.When Song Caijue found out, Yang Heng had already grabbed his waist.Uncomfortably, he wanted to distance himself from Yang Heng, but Yang Heng didn't let go.

It's the second time... Counting the time when I first entered the door. "What are you doing, let go." Song Caijue also said to let go for the second time, Yang Heng smiled when he heard the words, but his hands tightened even more.Yang Heng put down the brush with his right hand, and embraced Song Caijue as well, leaning close to Song Caijue and saying, "This character is almost done, then we should get down to business."

"You don't need to get so close, Yu Li is not on good terms." Song Caijue knew what Yang Heng meant, but he couldn't figure out why the massage that helped to heal him had to be so close. "Okay, I understand. You go and lie down on the bed over there, and I'll help you. Oh, take off your coat and lie down again." Yang Heng was coping with it, but he was thinking about it in his heart.

Song Caijue took off his blue coat as he said, and lay down, his figure was slightly stiff, and his nervousness could be seen from this.Yang Heng was happy in his heart, walked over briskly, reached out and patted Song Caijue's back, and said, "Don't be nervous, just lie on your stomach like this."

After the filming, he even stroked it back and forth, as if giving comfort to the cat, which made Song Jae-jue's body stiffer.In order to relieve Song Caijue's tension, Yang Heng first let Song Caijue gently relax his shoulders and back with his hands, and then moved his hands down.

"The massage area with this method is not an ordinary place. It may hurt a little at first, just bear with it. I also have to see how far you have reached." Yang Heng's voice with a smile came to Song Cai felt in the ears.

Song Caijue didn't respond, his attention was drawn away by his hands moving through a layer of clothes.His body has never been treated like this before, and it feels slightly pleasant while not being used to it.He could only grit his teeth forcibly, not letting himself make any indecent sounds.

Yang Heng's hand finally reached the tailbone, and he changed Song Caijue's position to lie on his side with his hands, and he was still sitting beside the bed.Then, he began to put his hand into Song Caijue's thin layer of unlined clothing, kneading the opponent's waist with one hand, and the other hand began to stay on the opponent's simi area.

Song Caijue could feel Yang Heng's movements strongly, from slow to urgent, from light to heavy.A feeling he hadn't felt in years swept over all his senses.I don't even have the strength to think, so I can only accept it passively.

He can no longer think about whether Yang Heng's actions have exceeded the limit, nor can he stop Yang Heng's next move.He just felt something that he had suppressed for many years exploded.

Yang Heng carefully observed Song Caijue's physical and mental reactions, and found that the other party was indeed in a very excited state, but Song Caijue's front end did not show signs of gaining weight.So I stopped continuing this tentative foreplay and went straight to the point.

He began to put his fingers on the back of Song Caijue, propped up Song Caijue's back with one hand, and poured in the clear water used to help grind ink with the other hand, making a lubrication that was better than nothing.Then he stretched out a finger and poked inside.

Song Caijue was startled, and immediately went to look at Yang Heng, who was against the light. Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, the corner of his mouth was very clear.He said angrily: "Isn't this something only a young man would do?" After speaking, he struggled with all his strength.

While easily coping with Song Caijue's struggle, Yang Heng asked calmly, "But this is the only way to heal you. You can talk to me after it's over."

After a while, Song Caijue's strength was gone, and he could only take a small breath.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, it's still a little less, I'm sorry, I haven't been inspired recently, and when I type a paragraph, I have to think about how to write the next paragraph, so I slow down.Please forgive me (︶︿︶)