Yi Ren from afar

The arrival of night always makes people feel at a loss.

Han Yuze and Ye Mingyuan lived in the Accord on the third floor, and the others lived scatteredly on the second floor.

In the bathroom of the Accord, the entire wall is inlaid with a glass mirror, and the glass mirror reflects a different kind of scenery.

Ye Mingyuan's forehead was pressed against the cool glazed mirror, and Han Yuze hugged him tightly behind his back, pressing his hands tightly to the sides of his head, interlocking his fingers and clasping them behind his back.

Ye Mingyuan gasped in shock and refused: "No, don't do this, don't do this."

Han Yuze suppressed his emotions and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I just want to get closer to you, and get closer."

Han Yuze pressed Ye Mingyuan's two hands on the mirror with his left hand, and walked around his body with his right hand, kissing indiscriminately, while the water from the shower hit the two of them like an electric current.

Han Yuze's heart has been shouting, clamoring, this is not enough, skin-to-skin contact is far from enough, gushing out of love, just kissing is not enough.

The people under him seemed to be resisting a little abnormally. Han Yuze noticed that his hands were abnormally cold, and the trembling of his body made Han Yuze wake up instantly.

Let go of Ye Mingyuan, twist his body, and force him to look at him, Han Yuze was very annoyed: "Say, what's going on?"

Ye Mingyuan's hands were a little numb, he looked at Han Yuze apologetically, and kept repeating that he was sorry.

Han Yuze was angry and anxious, looking at some people who lost their minds distressedly, sighed, and hugged each other: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay."