Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

The room was pitch black, and Jian Ling walked past the cloakroom at the door and turned a corner along the corridor before he could barely see the bedroom clearly through the hazy orange light in the bathroom.

So he stopped at the door, looking at the figure on the bed that he pushed away not long ago.

The man's gaze was as cold as ever, as if he didn't react at all when he looked at the child he loved so much that he couldn't help himself.

But only the chaotic heartbeat in his heart could prove that he himself was not as cold as he appeared on the surface.

……

The strong fingers were clenched slightly, and the strength of the red wine was getting stronger and stronger. Jian Ling pinched the palm of his hand several times before he could barely control his steps towards Ji Luo.

The person on the bed seemed to be asleep, lying with his back facing him.

In the dark, it was hard to see whether he was asleep or not, but he could only see the outline of his smooth body. Jian Ling just thought that he should have fallen asleep based on what he knew about Ji Luo after he was drunk.

But... still not sure.

So he stared at Ji Luo silently for a while.

His fair and delicate skin reflected the misty light in the bathroom, making his skin as beautiful as the moonlight.

Jian Ling clenched his fists silently.

Are you asleep?

Sure enough, he was talking nonsense after drinking too much, right?

But...he didn't know whether what he saw, the ups and downs of the person on the bed, was real, so he couldn't help but wonder, and wanted to see him more closely.

It doesn't matter if you don't look carefully, as soon as you think about it, he can't help but imagine Ji Luo's little sample lying on the bed in the past...

An unstoppable tingling current rose from his lower abdomen.

Jian Ling lifted it into the air, and the long and slender hand that wanted to turn on the light in the room to find the phone stopped stiffly, then slowly retracted it, hanging by his side.

No, the light cannot be turned on.

Thinking of Ji Luo's seductive and lustful vigor just now, he intuited that if the lights woke Ji Luo up now, something might happen.

A man's body is the most honest, and he can easily arouse feelings for people he doesn't love, let alone facing such a beautiful young master who is delicate to the bone and has been loved by him in his blood.

"..."

Jian Ling took a deep breath, then held it, thinking quickly where did he leave his phone after returning to the room after drinking?

He went quietly to the living room first, groped around in the dark, but couldn't find it.

I went back to the cloakroom to check, but there was nothing there.

Could it be on the desk in the study?No, this room was changed, and I haven't even entered the study room yet.

with clothes...

Where did they go together?

At this time, the tall man was only wearing trousers and a shirt in a mess, and the shirt was crossed and buttoned incorrectly.

The body is very hot after drinking red wine, and it is very uncomfortable to suffocate.

While slowly undoing the crystal button of his shirt, trying to fasten it again, he walked to the only place that hadn't been checked yet.

The phone must have been dropped on the bed.

Just another one on the bed...

Season falls.

When Jian Ling walked into the bedroom again, he felt some unspeakable hesitation in his heart.

He slowly approached the bed, his shirt buttons had all been torn off by himself, and when he was about to re-button them, he heard a low-pitched "Umm..." from under the quilt

Jian Ling was startled.

Then he took a closer look, and with the help of the dim light, he could barely see what was happening on the bed.

Ji Luo was only wearing a soaked white shirt, the bottom of the shirt was rolled up, sticking softly around his waist.

His curly hair was still wet, and the water droplets were shining, dripping from the curve of his beautiful neck, and disappearing into the blanket.

Jian Ling could see Ji Luo's shoulder blades, which were delicate to the bone, and his own suit jacket in his arms.

The alluring little friend is burying his head in his suit, so his grunt sounds a bit subdued.

The man's distinct Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

Her lips, which were originally warm, turned out to be very dry for a while.

Ji Luo's intermittent voice came out of his clothes, invading Jian Ling's eardrums, and permeating his almost remaining sanity——

"Brother, um, ha... brother..."

Jian Ling's desire, which had been accumulated for a long time, was once again doused with oil, and the fire of love was burning, crackling.

The soft and low voice lured him closer like a scorching fireball in winter.

——Could Ji Luo be...? !

Jian Ling never dreamed that one day, he would see a Young Master Ji doing such a thing!

Ji Luo called me, do, do this kind of thing?

His vision finally gradually adapted to the darkness. This little friend who always greeted him with a forced attitude is now curling up his legs, shaking his body, and poking his fingers into his legs...

……

He looks so delicious.

Jian Ling's brain was about to explode.

He hastily took a few steps back, trying to avoid Ji Luo's voice.

But Ji Luo's nostrils suddenly intruded into Jian Ling's unique smell, and the familiar longing made him involuntarily sniff his nose.

Half asleep, half awake, in a dreamlike alcohol hallucination, Ji Luo felt as if he saw Ji Ling.

Is it really him?

"Well, brother..."

Humming softly, he pulled the sheet, raised his little buttocks and rolled over.

Turning sideways, trying to look up at him.

At the same time, Jian Ling saw that where Ji Luo was lying, his mobile phone was lying there.

He thought for a moment, and quickly stepped forward to take the phone away and leave here quickly.

However, the little koala never failed to live up to his name. At this moment, Ji Luo moved even faster.

The man's disheveled upper body flashed before his eyes, and when the man approached him, he straightened up and threw Jian Ling onto the bed!

The two of them pressed their chests together, and Ji Luo bent his peach blossom eyes, like a child who got the most precious treasure, hugged Jian Ling's neck, and said softly and happily: "Brother, you are back, I miss you so much, you Hug me, okay?"

"..."

Ji Luo paused, then whispered: "Brother, you have a really good figure, I like it so much, let me touch it..."

The young man's body was supple and soft, and he could no longer bear to wait because of the comfort just now.

He lay on the man's body, panting and rubbing against him, his hands were unruly, and he tore apart the man's untied trousers casually.

Jian Ling's eyes were completely dark.

He gritted his teeth, firmly grasped Ji Luo's slender waist, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"...Ji Luo, you asked for it."

……

……

The light in the bathroom illuminates the overlapping two people, casting intense emotional shadows on the walls and glass.

The thin shadow always wanted to stick to the man's body, but was pushed away mercilessly.

The chest rose and fell, panting and groaning|groaning did not stop, but no matter how violent the movements were, Jian Ling kept the least physical contact from beginning to end.

Unless necessary, other... stay away.

It seems that in this way, the last sanity can be maintained.

……

Vent|Who wouldn't want to?

What do you want?

what is necessary.

When the bed was shaking most violently, Jian Ling restrained her long-standing habit, took a shallow breath and suppressed to leave him, ignoring Ji Luo's crying request.

"Brother give me..."

……

Give you?

You didn’t want it before, but you want it now?

dream.

After masochistically withdrawing, he held himself to hastily end this affair that seemed to be in a dream.

Afterwards, Jian Ling quickly controlled her breathing, dressed calmly, took her mobile phone, and left in a hurry.

It's as if nothing happened at all.

Except for the blazer that was left on the bed—

A few strands of stickiness stick to it, and no one can tell whose stuff it is.

……

……

The next day, Ji Luo yawned and opened his eyes.

……

I drank a little too much yesterday, and I only have a vague impression of many things, especially after returning to the room.

First saw Ji Ling, and then jumped on him.

Pounce on it and then what?

He pushed me away.

After pushing away, he...

gone? ! ! !

Ji Luo's face darkened.

But no, why do I feel that something happened later?

He propped himself up, and the white shirt hanging from his collarbone slid down his right-angled shoulders, exposing his smooth chest.

"hiss……"

My waist is a little sore, but it's not a big problem.

Looking around with twinkling peach eyes, Ji Luo saw Jian Ling's suit jacket at his hand.

"..."

I remembered.

It seems that after Ji Ling left, Master Ben was holding this dress, that, that, that, what!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Good, good, shameful! ! !

God!

Not me!

Certainly not I must not be!

...Woooo, even if it's me, as long as no one knows...

His dark handsome face suddenly turned red again.

Ji Luo covered his eyes, moved his buttocks and wanted to get out of bed.

But why is there a feeling of "that and that" in the back?

"...?"

Ji Luo doesn't know what color his face is anymore, he vaguely remembers that he did reach out his hand, but it doesn't feel like a hand...

But when I swiped back, there was nothing else.

Looking down again, everything 'should have' is on the suit jacket.

"..."

So I feel that my brother is messing with me at night, is it a dream?

If it's not a dream, then according to his preferences, I can be clean, leaving nothing inside and out?

Even the shirt is still in good condition?

Ji Luo raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows.

Although, something always feels wrong.

Of course, there is no future in sitting here.

He checked the time with his mobile phone, and found that it was already morning, and now the new executive department of S City had already started a day's work.

It would be a good time to visit him in the office.

……

After grooming and changing clothes, Ji Luo came to the S city branch building of Ji's Group.

When he arrived in the elevator, he saw the tall and stern young president, who was holding the first work deployment meeting for the team.

Ji Luo stared at Jian Ling for a while through the transparent glass window, still wondering what was going on at night.

Although I haven't had that experience of mine, I still feel that it's not that...

He stared at Jian Ling without blinking, trying to see some evidence from the man's expressionless face.

but……

After looking at him for a long time, he didn't see any emotion.

Ji Luo touched his nose.

Am I thinking too much?

He stood outside the meeting room without moving for a long time, feeling a little tired. As soon as he moved his feet, he saw the CEO who had been speaking coldly in the meeting room, and suddenly glanced at him.

The two looked at each other.

Ji Luo: "..."

Jian Ling: "..."

The people in the meeting room quickly retracted their gazes, and the two looked at each other for no more than 0.5 seconds.

But Ji Luo has never been so happy because of such a simple look.

Ahhh.

He looked at me, looked at me, looked at me, he took the initiative to look at me!

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