The reborn male god will not come down

I don't know why, the moment Hanguang's lips touched the girl's lips, what appeared in his mind was the appearance of the person next to him when he kissed him twice, because Hanguang was the one who passively endured these two times. Kissing turned into initiative, which made him feel that there was no passion.

Kissing should be a very skillful thing, using some movements of the lips and tongue can immediately get the other party into it, but Hanguang has not learned many skills, even if there is a little bit, he is learning from that person, which makes him feel that no matter what I can't even kiss anymore.

If you let that person know that his two unofficial actions would have such a big impact on him, he will be very proud, so you must not tell him.

The person behind him was reluctant, and put a hand on his waist: "Then do you watch movies when you are free now?"

Hanguang: "..."

"Will you miss her when watching the movie? Will you think of the woman there as her?"

"..."

"Will you miss her when you do it yourself?"

Hanguang took a deep breath: "If you want to talk nonsense again, I will let you sleep in this room alone, and I will go out to sleep."

"..." Shen Yimo smiled, moved closer and put his hand in front of him: "Hey, then I won't talk nonsense, can you let me sleep with my arms around you tonight?"

Hanguang: "... Whatever."

Then student Shen posted it more unceremoniously, and stroked Hanguang's abdomen a few times through his clothes. His nose was full of fresh breath, which made people more fascinated. kissed.

Hanguang: "..."

He suppressed the fire and said: "You can't be more honest, what are you doing!"

Shen Yimo sighed contentedly: "It's been a long time since I slept with you, and I still miss you, but I actually want to kiss you a few more times."

"Kiss!" Hanguang was a little annoyed, "You started tossing after waking up, right? If you don't sleep, I'll let you sleep outside!"

"Stop making trouble," Shen Yimo hurriedly comforted, "Go to sleep, good night." After speaking, he adjusted his posture and closed his eyes.

Hanguang let out a breath, and finally fell asleep reluctantly.

This was the best sleep Shen Yimo had had in half a year.

When he woke up the next morning, Hanguang was still sleeping in his arms, there was only a slight morning light in the room, and everything was still very dim, only the body in his arms was alive and warm, as if it had been a long time ago , like in the last life, I can't remember how many times I could see that person as soon as I opened my eyes, and I just hugged him like this, looked at him, and quietly waited for him to wake up.

Quietly leaning forward, he put his lips on the part he kissed last night, lingered for a while, Shen Yimo sighed softly, it would be great if such moments could last forever.

Soon Hanguang also woke up, opened his misty eyes to look outside as usual, then closed his eyes and pulled up the quilt to sleep for a while, this sleep seemed to be particularly comfortable because of the unusual warmth behind him.

But after not sleeping for a long time, Hanguang gradually felt that something was wrong, turned around subconsciously and looked back, and the smiling face of that person appeared in front of him.

"Morning, how did you sleep?" Shen Yimo said, leaning over and kissing Hanguang's face.

Hanguang: "...you slept pretty well, you..." He almost asked why you were at my house, but soon remembered that this person had indeed slept at his house last night.

"I slept pretty well, too, because I was holding you." Shen Yimo blinked and said.

Hanguang really didn't want to talk to him anymore, and he didn't know who this kid learned from, so glib.

Pulling his arms apart to sit up, Hanguang went to wash up.

After both of them washed up and had breakfast, Shen Yimo said to the person next to him, "Should I go? Your girlfriend will come, right?"

Han Guang spread his hands: "It doesn't matter if she comes, we can play together."

"What are you playing, I won't be a light bulb for you two!" Student Shen snorted.

Hanguang looked at him and smiled: "She has something to do today, so she won't come. If you like, you can play at my house. If you want to go home, I can send someone to take you back."

Shen Yimo's eyes rolled: "Then let's play, play something, why don't we continue watching the movie, we haven't finished the last one yet."

Hanguang: "...you go home and watch it yourself, I'm too lazy to read it."

After speaking, he got up and walked upstairs, he didn't want to talk to that kid at all, he really didn't understand what this guy was thinking, he wanted to see that kind of thing even if he had nothing to do!

Shen Yimo hurriedly caught up with him and held his arm: "Then why don't you watch it? Come with me to the third floor. Let's play something together."

Hanguang glanced at him indifferently, but didn't speak.

This day, the two basically stayed on the third floor except for three meals. Just like Shen Yimo came here for the first time, they carried out various activities on the third floor one by one, including playing badminton and shuttlecock in the fitness room, The video game room and Internet cafe continued to play games, student Shen was still playing in the movie room, performing blind dance style dance in the disco room, and the music room KTV room was still a bright individual talent show. Needless to say, only a little bit in the studio It's different, because he has basically seen all of Hanguang's works, and there are no new ones. This time, he was asked to act as a model to draw a portrait of him.

Hanguang's drawing speed is not very fast, he seems to be quite serious and careful, he has to look at it several times before starting to paint, which made Shen Yimo feel like his whole body's muscles were stiff after sitting there for a long time, when the young master finally announced When the painting was finished, he almost didn't stand up, and then rushed over in a way that almost fell to the ground, almost kneeling at the feet of the male god.

This painting is just an ordinary sketch. From the perspective of student Shen who doesn't know much about the principles of painting, I feel that there are some shadows. The light and shade are handled very well.

"Is this painting going to be given to me?" A certain person couldn't wait to reach out his hand, and waited for the male god to take it home and frame it up to look at it every day. As a result, Hanguang didn't answer immediately, but looked at it with satisfaction. It took a long time before he raised his head, lifted his jaw and hummed softly:

"Who said I would give it to you? This is my painting, and I want to keep it in my drawing book."

"Ah, no way." Student Shen's face turned bitter immediately, "Then when can you draw me a picture?"

"Not at any time," Hanguang answered him positively, while walking outside, "My paintings will never be given away, no matter who is the model, I will keep them for myself."

"Then can you print another one for me, just like the gift you gave me on my birthday, I still take out that picture album to look at it often."

"Hehe," Han Guang looked back at him in surprise, "I can't see that you value the things I sent you. Well, even if you want to copy my paintings and give them away, it depends on your mood. It depends on whether I want to give it to this person, so you have to see if I am in the mood to give it to you."

"Then when will you be in the mood?" Shen felt like he was about to cry.

"This mood does not depend on me. It depends on yourself first. If you have the sincerity to want this painting, then of course you can't do things that make me angry. You must keep me in a good mood all the time. It's mine. It depends on how I feel about you if you don't make me angry. It doesn't rule out the situation that you don't want to mess with me but your own existence makes me very unhappy. To put it simply, it's you Don't mess with me, and even if you don't mess with me, I'm likely to see you angry, and once I see you angry, it's impossible to give this painting to you, so you can do it yourself."

Shen Yimo: "..."

After Hanguang finished speaking, he patted him on the shoulder, and then walked downstairs by himself. It will be lunch soon, leaving student Shen alone to figure out the train of thought of what he said just now, and a series of conclusions that is……

Master Hanguang has actually made the conclusion very clear, it depends on the mood of others, you have to do well, because if you don’t do well, they will definitely not be in a good mood, but even if you do well, they may not be in a good mood. Well, in a word, it depends on people's mood.

...I have never seen such an overbearing clause in my whole life, bullying people to a certain level... Forget who made me want that painting...

After dinner, Shen Yimo went home in the car of Hanguang's family, before leaving, he asked that person: "Whenever you have time, come to my house to play, ah, it would be even better if younger siblings are willing to come too. "

Hanguang: "..." This person is really, he was born only four days earlier than himself and has a sibling. The key is, do you think you really look like an older brother?

Holding back her breath, she said, "Don't worry, I won't take her with me even if I go to your house to play, unless I ask you to play."

"Okay then," Shen Yimo didn't force it, "then let's get in touch first."

"it is good."

When I got home, Shen Yimo lay on the bed and thought, I had a really good day, it's been a long time since I had such a leisurely and relaxing time, and I really feel that I am living in this world with all the happiness when I have that person by my side. Happiness is real, unlike in the past six months, no matter whether you are happy or angry, it seems to be covered with a layer of veil. In fact, your heart is so suppressed that you can't even breathe smoothly.

Alas, it would be great if he didn't have a girlfriend, then I could still make out with him and approach him freely like before, and I could use my method to make him accept me slowly, but now there is one more person between us, I don't care You have to take her into consideration in everything you do, and the relationship with him will never return to the way it was before.

Shen Yimo turned over, buried her face deep in the pillow, and there was a hard object in her arms, which was the album that that person gave him, the only physical commemoration of the two of them's most youthful and beautiful times, They were still single at that time, and in the future, such pure memories will never exist again.