Greasy hair and powdered noodles, this is the norm on the stage, not to mention, face is a must for an artist.

After more than a year of career as an artist, Yu Yuan has been able to remove makeup quickly and skillfully.

Compared to his flawless appearance on stage, I still prefer the way he looks after washing his face.

Crystal clear, spotless, even blood vessels can be seen under the pale skin, making people want to bully him anytime, anywhere, to see him struggling, to see him excited and ashamed, to see that person surrendering to me and begging for mercy.

I watched him come out after taking a shower and changing clothes, probably because the bath water was too hot and his lips were red.Last time I was too tired to move, but this time I am full of energy.As for whether Yu Yuan was tired or not, it didn't matter, anyway, it wasn't him who did the hard work, so he just had to bear it.

When I touched him, I didn't get overly catered to, but I didn't resist me either.

"What do you take me for?"

However, he sat there with his shirt half-unbuttoned, and his eyes turned red at some point.

"What are you crying for?" I was a little annoyed, I hadn't started undressing yet.

"What do you think of me?"

He frowned, and half-kneeled forward to hold my face.

In my life, it seemed that it was the first time someone did this to me, and I was a little dazed for a while.

"Do you ever think about anything other than sleeping with me? Do you ever think of me when you're calm? Or do you only think of me and need me when you're sad?"

He choked up and spoke, tears kept falling.

I haven't seen him cry in a long time.

Why this time, Yu Yuan?

I will give you a name, I will give you benefits, I want to see you radiant and magnificent, so that when you are under me, I will feel extra proud.My baby, he's great.

His fair face was flushed red, and his body had become thinner recently.When did you lose weight?I actually didn't pay much attention.

"Think, all want."

(Sixing can't describe the part up and down the neck)

I know - my people are always the best.

He is watched and boasted by everyone, but to me, he is always a part of me, a part of my body.I am very proud of it.

"Can't you feel it?"

On his tear-stained face, a pair of dark, despairing eyes looked at me.It actually made me feel a little scared, which is really strange.

I was taken aback by his eyes, and said, "I think you're a little hot today, no..."

"It's nice to fuck, isn't it?"

He suddenly sneered, and a contemptuous light flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, let me go.

"I have nothing left to miss.

"Mum passed away five months ago.

"Yes, five months ago, when you arranged for my concert tour, she was waiting to see me for the last time, and... and I was holding a concert thousands of miles away...

"Ha, isn't it ridiculous? Yes, isn't it ridiculous?

"Why...Obviously I just want to keep her alive...As long as I earn enough money, I can, can..."

Tears flowed across Yu Yuan's flushed and hot face, and his red eyes narrowed slightly in pain, with painful light and shadow shining in the eyes.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

die?I have seen too much.Most of the tragedies I've seen were caused by poverty.The remaining half is the interest bet among the rich.It's not that we haven't experienced it, but we're luckier—it wasn't my parents who died, but their confidants.

The aunt who brought me up with one hand died in front of me, scarlet and warm blood splashed on my face.I could only choose to wipe it clean, and was led to turn around and leave.

The man told me not to look back, not to forget who died, just remember who made her die.

If I said to him, "Just get used to it," of course he wouldn't understand. He would think that I don't understand life and death, that I don't understand the feeling of losing a loved one.

I just hugged him tightly in my arms.

He kept asking why, but never got an answer.

He roared angrily and sadly, venting constantly.I let him struggle in pain, just imprisoned him, and stood aside as a bystander.

His nails scratched my face, and my arms were all black and blue.Even so, I don't respond to him.

At that time, I was not afraid that he would choose to end it, because I always sneered at people who were looking for death and life.If Yu Yuan really chooses to end because of this shit, I will probably never think of such a cowardly and incompetent person.

I don't think he needs comfort, just restraint, that's all.

Sure enough, at last dawn, the pain finally made him so tired that he fell into a deep sleep.

Bai Nen's arms were already a little bruised, tightly wrapped around my neck, I couldn't get out at all, so I simply wrapped myself in the quilt with him.

He needs to sweat, to drive away the pain, and to wear away the pain.

When I opened my eyes the next day, he was still awake.

But damn Yu Yuan, he actually...

So I help him.After being stimulated like this, he naturally woke up, staring at me with glistening eyes, a little confused.

I couldn't help kissing him, chasing his evasive soft tongue.

The place below the neck that cannot be described has already done what it should. Those desires and eagerness struggled in my heart, and finally broke out, out of control.

I want him to be indescribable, but he has no choice but to obey obediently.

You see, just accept it, just get used to it.It doesn't matter who leaves.

I have always been like this, strong, domineering, arrogant, and extremely in need of beating.

I can't do serious things, but I am No. 1 when it comes to playing hooligans.

What I can keep seems dazzling and innumerable, but in fact I know that what is really in my arms is just the current situation.

If I can't be happy now, when shall I wait?

Yu Yuan's body makes me happy for no reason, his warmth can drive away those messy things for me, let those numbers that increase and decrease in accounts, those shady means, and disgusting people get out temporarily my brain.

But to be honest, I can't make him happy.

Thinking back carefully, if I were treated like this, I would probably think that the other party is a lunatic, an incorrigible megalomaniac, and an impersonal bastard.

But Yu Yuan still regards me as the hope to pull him out of the abyss.

Perhaps God knows how much courage it took for me to make this trip.Years of self-flagellation have made me ashamed, and I gathered enough courage to go to the land where he is.

However, I am not asking for his forgiveness.Those who have made mistakes should accept the crime and punishment you deserve without complaint and regret, instead of pestering others to bring you back as before.

Big mistake made.

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