Husband's Fingertips

Xia Wangchuan was thrown onto the big bed violently by Qiu Jiyan. The mattress was probably very high-grade, not only not hard, but also very elastic, bouncing with his body.

Before he could react from being hugged by Qiu Jiyan, dragged and thrown onto the bed, a tall figure had climbed onto the bed and leaned towards him.

Xia Wangchuan felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Such a chaotic state, such an extremely spacious bed, such an ignorant and wild Qiu Jiyan, is there really something going to happen between the two of them.

Qiu Jiyan's figure had already come to Xia Wangchuan's side, staring deeply at the half-stretched man in front of him, the strong smell of alcohol and the heat of his body enveloped the two of them like an invisible net.

On this crazy summer night, Xia Wangchuan found himself sweating under Qiu Jiyan's fiery gaze.

Qiu Jiyan began to take off his shirt less flexibly.

One button after another, Xia Wangchuan felt his heart began to beat to the rhythm of Qiu Jiyan's fingers, he was fast, so was he, and if he was slow, he was slow.

After taking off his shirt, Qiu Jiyan started to take off his trousers again, probably because he drank too much wine, his stiff fingers did not pull them apart after a long time.

"Depend on!"

Qiu Jiyan cursed a little irritably, and simply lay down, kicking his long legs like a naughty child, forcefully kicking a pair of high-end trousers off his legs.

Looking at Qiu Jiyan in front of him, with a drunken blush in his vigorous skin, Xia Wangchuan suddenly felt as if his body had been acupointed by himself, motionless, limp.

The clock on the wall is like an emotionless spectator, not paying any attention to what happened on the bed, just turning around on its own.

Before he knew it, Xia Wangchuan felt that Qiu Jiyan seemed to have been lying on the bed for a while after kicking off his pants.

He was slightly puzzled, what on earth is this man doing?

He was neither as fierce as when he threw himself on the bed just now, nor was he as lingering and affectionate as he had imagined. At this time, Qiu Jiyan was breathing steadily and long, and unexpectedly... fell asleep.

Fell asleep!

Xia Wangchuan was a little dumbfounded.

The man in front of him suppressed himself too much when he was sober, but when he was hungover, he looked too much like a child who didn't grow up.

He gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. To be honest, judging from the posture just now, he really didn't know what Qiu Jiyan would do.

For Xia Wangchuan, who was still a virgin, in such a chaotic state, he was actually very scared and nervous.

So now he's asleep...seems fine too.

Although, there is also a trace of faint regret flashing through my mind.

But for Xia Wangchuan, if something really happened while Qiu Jiyan was drunk, it might not make the two of them feel the perfection they imagined.

Xia Wangchuan leaned forward, carefully studying Qiu Jiyan's face.

At this time, the degree of purple swelling on his face seemed to fade a little, and the strong smell of alcohol in his breath also faded a lot, and the rough facial expression just now was replaced by a calmness.

He is still so good-looking.

Xia Wangchuan couldn't help but turned slightly sideways, propped his cheek with one hand, and lay down next to Qiu Jiyan.

His eyes moved slowly on his handsome facial features little by little, as if he wanted to see every pore and every fine hair clearly.

In his mind, a thought gradually became clear as his eyes moved.

Qiu Jiyan, I hope that one day, when you are not drunk, you and I will be the same as now.

You fell asleep and I looked at you.

You wake up, I still want to watch you.

The moonlight sprinkled a gentle brilliance like water into the room, shining in Xia Wangchuan's idiotic eyes.

"Well... well, I want you to accompany me..."

Qiu Jiyan uttered a low whisper in his sleep.

Immediately afterwards, the sleeping man turned over, and a strong thigh pressed against Xia Wangchuan's body.

Before he could move his body away from under that heavy leg, a powerful arm also stretched out, hugged him, and hugged him in his arms.

The sleeping man probably felt a person's body and warmth appearing in his embrace, a contented expression appeared on his face, his arms hugged Xia Wangchuan tighter, but his breathing became more stable.

How to do?

Should I let him hold her like this all the time, or break free from his arms?

Xia Wangchuan felt Qiu Jiyan's strong heartbeat in his chest, but he didn't know what to do for a while.

However, since this man wanted me to sleep with him in his drunken dreams, why did he want to break free from the embrace that he had longed for for 16 years?

Xia Wangchuan relaxed his body, and slowly pressed himself against Qiu Jiyan's fiery skin. A pair of light red lips also fell on the man's chin with blue stubble like a dragonfly, and kissed him lightly.

Qiu Yuebai stood quietly outside the door for a while, raised his hand several times, but finally put it down again.

The inseparable image of Qiu Jiyan and Xia Wangchuan's four lips mating together always appeared in his mind. The final freeze frame of that image was Xia Wangchuan who originally resisted when Qiu Jiyan kissed wildly, but finally slowly The hands that hugged Qiu Jiyan's back.

He was a little puzzled and puzzled, but after a few minutes, Qiu Yuebai turned around and returned to his room.

He knew it didn't matter if the door knocked or not.

What matters is the hearts of those two people inside.

If the hearts are not together, he believes that there is one person who will definitely return to his room from the balcony.

If the hearts are together and you knock on the door, what's the point?

Qiu Yuebai looked at the pile of discarded drawings in his room, on which he imagined Zhongxia Wangchuan's eyes.

Now he knows that his eyes are indeed more beautiful than he imagined.

sleep!

Qiu Yuebai threw himself on the big bed, bit his thin lips, and closed his eyes forcefully.

Let's talk about everything until tomorrow morning.

At dawn, whether you are a dreamer or a hangover, you will wake up eventually.

At that time, I want to see what will happen between him and him.

It was daylight.

Xia Wangchuan was suddenly awakened from his dream by Qiu Jiyan's sudden cry.

Probably Qiu Jiyan's voice came too suddenly, making Xia Wangchuan, who was suddenly withdrawn from the dream, a little at a loss.

It was a dream when both he and he were still young.

In his dream, he seemed to have returned to the day when he and Qiu Jiyan climbed trees and picked pears on the back mountain of Miaoxiang Town 16 years ago.

In winter, the back mountain is covered with snow and it is frighteningly cold.Only by hugging each other can I and Qiu Jiyan resist the cold air on the mountain.

Qiu Jiyan doesn't know how to climb trees, and he especially wants to eat the round snow pears on the tree.I hugged the tree trunk and climbed up, trying to help him pick off two attractive big pears from the branch.

But for some unknown reason, every time Xia Wangchuan climbed halfway, he would feel the tree trunk below him shake violently, throwing him almost off the tree.

After finally climbing to the top of the tree, Xia Wangchuan wanted to pick off the two pears, but found that the pears were firmly frozen on the branch, no matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't pick them off.

There was no other way, Xia Wangchuan could only cover the two pears with his hands, letting his own body temperature melt the ice covering the pears.

Slowly, the two round pears seemed to be getting softer and softer, lying heavily on the palm of his hand.

Finally, I can pick it for Qiu Jiyan to eat.

In his ignorance, Xia Wangchuan still remembered that this was the last scene of the dream.

Because when the self in the dream was about to pick two plump pears from the branch, Qiu Jiyan, who had been hugging him tightly, yelled in his sleep, and let go of his tight hug all at once. own hands.

Qiu Jiyan, who was hit by an inexplicable pain in his body, yelled subconsciously, and opened his eyes suddenly.

My own room, my own big bed, my body in only underwear, and the one beside me who just grabbed me... Xia Wangchuan.

Qiu Jiyan seemed to rub his eyes in disbelief.

That's right, Xia Wangchuan on the side was also looking at him with slightly confused eyes, and he was just like himself, only wearing a pair of small underwear.

In the moment when the four eyes met and stared at each other, Qiu Jiyan's brain was running as fast as the fastest computer, thinking back.

His eyes glanced at the bedside table on one side, where a beautiful bottle that was originally full of foreign wine stood there empty, as if telling himself some truth behind this bizarre scene.

He had faintly remembered the things before he got drunk, his uncle's paintbrush, Xia Wangchuan's body, his sourness, grievance, and anger.

Then, what I still remember clearly is this bottle of wine.

So did I drink it up?

So what happened after drinking it?Let myself and Xia Wangchuan share the same bed in the current state, and even pick peaches under the tree.

In the blur, there seemed to be some scattered memory fragments floating and shuttling in Qiu Jiyan's mind.

The dark corridor, the body thrown on the wall, the soft lips, the big bed tightly hugging each other...

Are these true?

Qiu Jiyan glanced at Xia Wangchuan again, no matter what, there was always an opening sentence between the two of them.

"Last night, I drank too much."

Xia Wangchuan looked at Qiu Jiyan, who was smiling awkwardly at him, with a tense voice, and blinked his eyes lightly, with a half-smile on his face.

This sentence feels like I have seen it in various TV series since I was a child, and it is also the kind of time when the male protagonist wakes up and finds himself naked, and there is another woman in the bed.

"Ok, I know."

Xia Wangchuan answered calmly.

"You...how could you sleep...sleep here with me?"

Qiu Jiyan's face felt hot.Although the memories were fragmented, there were still some general outlines, and he knew that Xia Wangchuan definitely didn't sneak here by himself.

"You drink too much, don't let me go..."

Xia Wangchuan quietly gave him the answer, and watched the other party gasp.

"So...last night...did I do anything to you?"

When he was awake, Qiu Jiyan never liked to beat around the bush. The key point was that they had slept together all night, so what else could they turn around?

Xia Wangchuan noticed a slight embarrassment in his seemingly calm question.If you look closely, there seems to be some other emotion, but you can't analyze it for a while.

"Have you forgotten? You kissed me forcefully, and..."

I don't know why, whenever Xia Wangchuan appeared in front of such a Qiu Jiyan who had nothing to do with aloofness and integrity, his first thought was always to tease him.Or rather, tease him.

Because he likes to see his ridiculous and pitiful embarrassment in front of him.

Because of Qiu Jiyan's appearance, he would inexplicably have a feeling of wanting to be pampered.

Yes, no matter how tall and mature he is, but in Xia Wangchuan's heart, there is always a moment when he is still the same as that stubborn and arrogant little boy back then.

And that little boy was the treasure he always wanted to cherish in his heart.

"Ah? Forced kiss?"

Qiu Jiyan felt that his face was burning badly, and subconsciously licked his lips, as if feeling bad, he quickly withdrew his tongue.

"Really, I forgot...sorry, and...is there anything else? I mean, we...we didn't do that?"

"Which one did you not do?"

At this moment, Xia Wangchuan wanted to pinch himself severely, because he knew that he was really bad enough when he was teasing the other party.

Qiu Jiyan: "..."

Qiu Jiyan scratched his hair, his flushed face began to sweat slightly.

"It's just that I didn't fuck you, right?"

He still gritted his teeth and asked.

No way, this question is too important.

In any other environment, Qiu Jiyan would not have asked this question, but the current scene is too ambiguous. After all, the two of them woke up in the same bed in the most primitive state, and they woke up from the pain The reason for coming here is still so indescribable, how can it not make people wonder what happened in this long night.

"Well...why must you fuck me?"

Right now, Xia Wangchuan is going to be naughty with Qiu Jiyan one last time, just this one time.

Qiu Jiyan: "..."

Xia Wangchuan saw Qiu Jiyan's face turn from white to red and then from red to white in an instant, and the corners of his mouth trembled stiffly, and then the man's face sank.

"No reason, of course it's best if you don't have one. If you have one, remember, I'm definitely the one who fucks you!"

Come on, be naughty, let's hold back the hard words from the bottom of my heart.

After Qiu Jiyan threw down the hard words, he got off the bed without raising his head, and walked to the bathroom.

The moment he pushed open the bathroom door, he suddenly stopped and turned his head.

"We all slept together, do you want to wash together?"

Xia Wangchuan: "..."

He hurriedly waved to Qiu Jiyan, jumped off the bed in a hurry, and ran back to his room from the balcony in two or three steps.

Oh my god, this man, is this flirting?