Roommate insists on kissing me after going crazy

After it was over, An Lian closed her trembling eyes tightly, bent her legs in a panic and turned over on her side, resting her forehead on the sofa, only her ears and half of her neck, which were flushed with shame, were exposed.

He hadn't fully recovered from the stimulation just now, his back was still trembling slightly, his toes curled up unconsciously, his lips were slightly parted to adjust his disordered breathing.

Qin Muyang's breathing was also clearly audible, his eyes were red, and his heart was beating fast because of the uncontrollable excitement and joy.

When helping An Lian to relieve, he was not lightly irritated, and he was enduring it unbearably. Now seeing An Lian like this, Qin Muyang's breathing became a little heavier.

But there is a limit to everything, he knows that for An Lian, this kind of thing must be done step by step, and it cannot continue.

Qin Muyang looked down, got up and went to the bathroom.

He also wanted to solve it, but the incident just now stimulated An Lian too much, and he didn't want to let An Lian hang out on the sofa for too long.

After washing his face with cold water for a few minutes, Qin Muyang returned to the living room after calming down.

After a toss, he was completely sober from the wine, and slowly became more aware of what he had done.

He had been scruples about getting close to An Lian before.

But now after finally being impulsive once, Qin Muyang suddenly felt that there was nothing to back down.

What An Lian said just now, when it comes to that point, Qin Muyang has fully confirmed that he doesn't need to think so much at all.

He can boldly do what he wants, this is An Lian's permission.

As soon as Qin Muyang thought of this, his heart would be filled with excitement, and the heat that had just been suppressed was ready to move again.

An Lian still maintained her original posture, as if she didn't want to see people.

Qin Muyang was not in a hurry, and sat back on the carpet next to the sofa, staring at his body without blinking.

In early summer, after An Lian took off her thin suit, she only wore a thin shirt.

He is thin, and when he is slightly arched, the traces of his spine can be seen through the fabric of his clothes.

Qin Muyang swallowed unconsciously.

Every part of An Lian's body was completely attractive to him.

He thought of just now, when An Lian used his arm to cover his eyes, the arc of his wrist and phalanx revealed with force, the tight line of his white neck when his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the fine hair on his temples soaked in thin sweat when he was strongly stimulated... Yes, when I can't stand it any longer, the trembling sounds in my breathing, the restrained low voice overflowing from my throat, the suddenly curled up toes, the prominent light-colored blue veins on the instep...

Qin Muyang sighed softly, and the breathing that had finally calmed down became dry again.

He really wanted to go on.

This thought flashed by, and An Lian finally made a move.

He moved his forehead away from the sofa, but still turned his back to Qin Muyang, adjusted his posture slightly, and then said in a low voice: "This kind of thing...don't allow it to happen again."

His tone didn't fluctuate, he was hoarse and weak, Qin Muyang couldn't tell whether he was really angry or fake.

"You..." Qin Muyang went to kneel and sit beside the sofa, feeling a little uneasy, "Are you angry?"

An Lian frowned.

Angry...not really.

It's still what he said, so that Qin Muyang can do what he wants.

What's more, the relationship between the two finally reconciled as before, and An Lian couldn't bear to be angry at all.

He closed his eyes lightly: "...No."

Qin Muyang breathed a sigh of relief.

But then I got nervous again.

"Then..." He raised his eyes to observe An Lian's expression, "It's me that made you uncomfortable?"

As soon as the words fell, An Lian's back trembled, and she rolled over and sat up halfway as if her tail had been stepped on.

"you!"

His ears were already flushed, the sides of his face and neck were quickly stained red, and there was annoyance in his eyes, but he couldn't say a word of reproach to Qin Muyang's serious face.

An Lian and Qin Muyang only looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked away as if unable to bear it, and happened to see the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

He froze for a moment.

It is broad daylight now, when the sun is strong. If there is no shelter, it is not impossible to see what happened on their side.

And when they did those things just now, they didn't even draw the curtains.

An Lian wanted to bury herself in the sofa again.

Qin Muyang followed his line of sight and immediately understood.

He raised his eyebrows, got up and took two or three steps to close the curtains.

"So it's because I'm not used to it." He looked at An Lian and said when he turned around, "It's okay, just practice more in the future."

An Lian: "..."

The light in the room dimmed, and An Lian finally felt more at ease. He stood up, not wanting to continue this topic.

"I'm going to a meeting."

He was sweating a lot just now, but now he feels very sticky, and he plans to take a quick shower and go back to work.

Qin Muyang glanced at the clock.

It was past three o'clock.

At that time, he was thinking of doing something, which was to coax An Lian himself.In addition, after the end, An Lian waited for so long, and it was too late.

"It's too late," he made the mess, but Qin Muyang didn't apologize at all when he said this, instead he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart, "You wash it slowly."

An Lian's face became even uglier when he heard this.

Just about to say something, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He frowned.

Ordinarily at this point in time, there shouldn't be any guests at home.

Qin Muyang walked over and clicked on the electronic screen.

Ann's father and Ann's mother stood outside.

Qin Muyang also frowned immediately, feeling agitated in his heart because his good mood was disturbed.

And An Lian was more flustered. Although he would no longer listen to his parents' opinions on his love life,

His eyes fell on the sofa he had been lying on just now, the pillows and cushions were thrown around, the folds that he had grabbed were clearly visible, and even... there were traces of unknown liquid.

"Qin, Qin Muyang, please don't..." An Lian couldn't hide his embarrassment, and even had the idea of ​​pretending not to be at home.

Qin Muyang was calm. After taking a look, he turned around and came to him and pushed him: "You take a bath in Ansheng, and I will change the sofa cover. I will open the door after you pack it up."

Accompanied by the slightly hasty doorbell, An Lian was pushed into the bathroom, and took the clean clothes from Qin Muyang.

He frowned, feeling more and more that Qin Muyang should not be allowed to mess around.

At least not during the day.

When An Lian took a shower, Qin Muyang tidied up the sofa and carpet neatly.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, he completely ignored the two people outside, picked up the coat that An Lian had dropped just now, and planned to put it into the washing machine.

There was a vibration in his pocket, and it was An Lian's phone that rang.

Qin Muyang took it out and saw that the caller ID was Ding Xinqi.

"Hello," he raised his eyebrows and connected, "Hello, Teacher Ding."

Ding Xinqi recognized his voice and was surprised: "Why is it you."

Due to work reasons, An Lian hardly left her mobile phone. Even if she did not answer the phone occasionally, she never asked others to answer it for her.

"Where's An Lian?" He asked.

Qin Muyang glanced at the bathroom: "I'm taking a shower."

"what?"

Ding Xinqi didn't react for a moment.

In the afternoon, what kind of bath do you take?

"Then you ask him if he's still coming to the meeting?" He paused and asked again.

Qin Muyang thought that there were two more troublemakers outside, so he simply said, "He can't go."

Ding Xinqi was stunned again.

He knew that An Lian had been in a bad mood for the past few days, plus Qin Muyang didn't come to An Lian that often, so Ding Xinqi knew the general idea.

But now, An Lian had to take a shower when she went back to get some materials during the day, and Qin Muyang answered the phone again, and finally couldn't come...

Ding Xinqi gave a "tsk" when he thought of this.

"I understand," he said in a complicated mood, and couldn't hold back, "You... take good care of him."

Qin Muyang didn't react for a while, but he still responded: "Of course."

Ding Xinqi: "..."

The author has something to say: a shorter chapter orz

Tomorrow is thick and long!

It's really too unstable during the Chinese New Year, I'll continue writing later, and save more for tomorrow.

这篇文大概还有三四章的样子就会完结了，谢谢大家的支持和体谅！感谢在2021-02-1118:36:44~2021-02-1320:31:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xingyun 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 35 bottles of old Dong is the cutest; 5 bottles of kite; 2 bottles of Suizhi, Gong, and a bit salty; 1 bottle of Xiazhi Fengnuo and Waka; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!