cheongsam boy

Gu Zhuo has probably let himself go a little bit. Now, besides his movements, there are also hidden temptations, his eyes and words are already straightforward, and he can't wait to let Song Rin know the strong love every moment he sees.

It looks easy, but there is a little clumsiness in the eagerness.

Song Rin frowned, and he tilted his head and said with a laugh: "But I don't have hand cream on me today, I'm afraid I can't make you get what you want."

"It's okay, I brought it with me." Gu Zhuo was like a child who stole candy, he took out the hand cream from his pocket and waved it in front of Song Rin.

Gu Zhuo took this hand cream from Song Rin's room after returning home that night. Song Rin thought it was just a whim, took it back and used it a few times before putting it away. He really didn't expect that he would carry it with him at any time.

There is surprise, but it is undeniable that, more importantly, there is the warmth of being cherished.

At this moment, Song Rin really wanted to understand why such a guarded and alienated person would fall in love with Gu Zhuo in such a short period of time.

It's not because of emotions, or lack of medicine, but because of Gu Zhuo.Everything about Gu Zhuo fascinates him.

Song Rin has always asked himself to be calm and rational, but at this moment he wants to shake off and burn these shackles.Burn them all with that fiery love.

He is now off medication, has no episodes of depression, and has no theory of fragile attachment.He was sober, sober in madness.

"Gu Zhuo," Song Rin suddenly turned sideways and stood opposite Gu Zhuo, looking straight into Gu Zhuo's eyes, and said word by word, "Don't kill three birds with one stone, be direct, let's kiss."

"What?" Gu Zhuo was stunned by these words, he couldn't believe his ears, and shut down on the spot, "You...what did you say?"

Song Rin approached slowly, reached out to take off Gu Zhuo's glasses, words hit Gu Zhuo's lips with his breath: "I said, Gu Zhuo, Mr. Gu, let's kiss."

Speaking of this, Song Rin didn't know what to think of, and then blew lightly on Gu Zhuo: "I just ate chocolate, it's the right time for kissing."

The fragrance sprayed on the lips made Gu Zhuo suddenly wake up, his eyes changed, and he didn't have time to think about it, his body reacted faster than his brain could accept it, the moment Song Lin finished speaking, he raised his hand to embrace his Waist, press toward yourself.

The air is squeezed, and the lips meet in the collision.

This is different from the first kiss, without the barrier of fabric, the softness and sweetness between the lips is more alluring.Gu Zhuo exerted some force on Song Rin's waist, but he still didn't dare to go any further.

The waist is already sensitive, how could Song Rin not notice Gu Zhuo's tangle, he broke away from their interlocking hands, wrapped his arms around Gu Zhuo's neck, and further deepened the kiss.

The weight followed, Gu Zhuo looked at Song Rin's trembling eyelashes, and his reason was instantly crushed during the sweeping movement. He grabbed Song Rin's waist and lifted him up on the table behind him while turning around. , and then squatted down slightly, deepening the kiss again from bottom to top.

As Song Rin said, after eating chocolate, it is a very suitable time for kissing.

The warm light magnifies the embracing figures on the concrete wall. The clean wall is the best foil, which increases the hazy feeling of film distortion without intertwined clarity.

The outline movements of the two are infinitely magnified under the shadow of the light. From the intimate touch of the tip of the nose, to the crazy alternation of offense and defense at the end, and the rolling between the lips, the silent love is fully revealed in the reflection of the dusk. .

Song Lin felt that she was like that chocolate, melting in being plundered and lost in being absorbed.He supported Gu Zhuo's shoulders and wanted to get up slightly to breathe, but just as his hands touched the corners of his shoulders, he was pressed down by the strength of his waist.

"Don't run away, Song Rin, don't run away again." Gu Zhuo pressed his lips and gasped.

He spoke in a hurry, but he bit every word very hard. With the throbbing forbearance and hot eyes, he broke through the last line of defense in Song Rin's heart layer by layer.

He quickly but solemnly said hello, and when the end of the sentence just ended, he lowered his head and kissed back forcefully, telling Gu Zhuo with practical actions that he would not think of the last time, and shyly ran away after the kiss.

From this moment on, the temperature of love stays between the lips and teeth forever, making it no longer lonely.

Song Rin's fragrance invaded every inch of Gu Zhuo's body, scurrying through every blood vessel, arousing uncontrollable lust.

The blue veins on Gu Zhuo's hands were filled with accumulated desire, and they swelled under the skin. He pressed the back of Song Rin's head, stroked the hair, slowly moved down, and touched the neck. It was heavy and light at the back of the neck Gently kneading and pressing, expressing the desire to explode.

But such a simple touch was not enough, and what was not relieved, swelled and jumped in another place.

The moment he realized it, Gu Zhuo stopped kissing in an instant, buried his head on Song Rin's neck, bowed his waist and supported the table with both hands to move away.

In fact, Song Rin noticed the abnormality earlier than Gu Zhuo, but he didn't say anything. He thought that Gu Zhuo would try to go further according to Gu Zhuo's temperament in the past, but Song Rin didn't expect him to stop immediately.

Song Rin calmed down, touched his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhuo was still gasping for breath, his arched back was like a majestic mountain range rising from the ground, he grasped and loosened his hands on both sides, grasped and loosened, and finally opened his mouth when the veins faded away , but it doesn't answer the question.

"Song Rin, are we together?"

When Gu Zhuo asked this, his voice was panting and muffled, his scalding breath hit his collarbone shortly and quickly, spewing out a cloud of sparks.

Song Rin was stunned for a while, but soon he realized that he put his chin on Gu Zhuo's head, and said with a smile, "Otherwise. Or is it that Boss Gu said that he likes me, and it doesn't count now?"

"No!" Hearing Song Rin say this, Gu Zhuoming knew it was a joke but still took it seriously. He held Song Rin's face up, stared into his eyes and said, "For the record, I like you, very much."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo suddenly stopped, and he clicked his tongue in frustration: "No, it's not just that I like you. Song Rin, I think I'm in love with you... not more, not more, the language is too shallow, I don't I know how to say it, and now I even feel that the word love is not enough to describe my feelings for you. Song Rin, you are a language learner, you teach me, teach me how to say it. "

In Song Rin's impression, Gu Zhuo's laziness, unrestrained and unconstrained in the world all come from the bottom of his bones, only the occasional cunning and indecentness make him a bit vulgar.

But Song Rin had never seen such a confused and eager expression.It's like being locked up by love and suddenly dragged down from the mortal world. Although there is a gap, it does not lose its nature.

Song Rin's heart softened suddenly. He clasped Gu Zhuo's hand, rubbed his cheek against his palm, and comforted him: "Okay, I'll teach you. You can say I love you in Chinese, say I like you in Cantonese, and say I like you in English." Iloveyou, say J'aime in French, Ichliebedich in German, and Játěmiluju in Czech."

"You just need to tell me in the language I know that you love me is enough, Gu Zhuo. As long as you let me understand your love, it has nothing to do with anything else."

The warmth from the palm gradually calmed down the anxiety. Gu Zhuo took a deep breath, stared into Song Rin's eyes and said hello, and then followed his order, one sentence at a time, saying "I love you" in different languages.

Although the word love is shallow and cannot hold the full of affection, but if it is superimposed with frequency and changing the form of telling, it may be able to hold the sweetest and sincere love and dedicate it to the person in the heart.

Because it is a temporary teaching, no matter how good Gu Zhuo's memory is, it is impossible to achieve perfect pronunciation.But this is enough for Song Rin.

He shook his legs happily, but just as he was about to jump off the table, Gu Zhuo stopped him with a shout.

Gu Zhuo didn't know what to think of, he smoothed his hair angrily: "Wait a minute, I... I'm too sloppy, how can I confess my love like this, you wait for me, wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Song Rin's reply, he hurriedly took some things from the cabinet and ran into the toilet, halfway because he was too excited, he hit his forehead when he opened the cabinet door, which annoyed Song Rin Sitting on the table, I couldn't straighten my waist with laughter.

To be honest, since we met, Song Rin has never seen Gu Zhuo look so panic-stricken, but he has to admit that the greenness in the panic is like the sweet stamina of old wine Son, the more you taste, the more intoxicated you become.

Gu Zhuo was probably afraid that Song Rin had been waiting for a long time. After the third sound of water, Gu Zhuo came out of the toilet. Although he was not as serious as on the last date, he was clean and tidy, and he looked comfortable.

Gu Zhuo pressed down the broken hair on the back, walked towards Song Rin step by step, and finally stood in front of Song Rin.

He cleared his throat, and said as if he was giving a speech: "Song Rin, Mr. Song, although the time, place and I are a little rushed, I still feel that I need to make a formal confession to you. Song Rin, I I love you, I love you, I love you, J'aime, Ichliebedich, Játěmi Luju."

"I am not outstanding among my peers. I only have a cheongsam shop of more than 100 square meters, three rental buildings in Shawan, 50% of a studio, 15% of Gu's shares and five branches. It’s not a bad stock. I don’t have a lot of savings, only about 380 million. I have no car, no house, and only a small battery. But if you are willing to stay with me, I can buy a house and a car in the city center, and hand in Deposits, land deeds and equity contracts, I can pick you up to and from work every day, I can make you a cheongsam every day, I can wear whatever style of cheongsam you want..."

"Wait a minute, why are you making me a cheongsam? I don't wear it." Song Rin thought it was very funny, but he smiled, and the corners of his mouth slowly slumped. He seemed to think of something suddenly, and his whole body His whole body trembled, his face froze.

But Gu Zhuo didn't realize it at all, and continued: "You don't like wearing women..."

Before the syllable was fully uttered, it got stuck in his throat. At that moment, Gu Zhuo finally realized that something was wrong. He took a sharp breath and looked into Song Rin's eyes, trembling and flustered like never before.

Gu Zhuo opened his mouth to explain: "No, Song Rin, listen to me..."

"Gu Zhuo," Song Rin slowly clenched his hands on the edge of the table, his white knuckles revealing the ups and downs in his heart, he stared at Gu Zhuo with deep eyes, "You...you...when did you know. "

"I," Gu Zhuo wanted to say something, but he only uttered a single syllable when he opened his mouth several times. He was flustered and anxious, "No, Song Rin, calm down first, I have no other meaning, I don't care Those, I love whoever you are, I..."

"Gu Zhuo, when did you know about it?" Song Rin clenched her teeth, as if she had lost a lot of strength to say this.

Hearing the trembling between the words, Gu Zhuo knew that today's confession might be abolished.He was a little irritable, but when he looked at Song Rin's clenched but still trembling knuckles, all his emotions finally turned into a sigh.

He calmed down and sorted out his emotions, took off his glasses and walked towards Song Rin, but didn't get too close, stopping half an inch in front of his knee.

Gu Zhuo tentatively stretched out his hand, trying to touch the back of Song Rin's hand, but he noticed that he dodged it.

The hand froze in the air, and after a pause for a few seconds, it was withdrawn secretly.

Gu Zhuo looked at Song Rin, seeing the sudden wariness in his eyes, and felt a pain in his heart.He pursed his lips and organized his words, fighting in his brain, but after thinking for a while, he chose to be honest.

"The first time," Gu Zhuo said in a deep voice, "I saw it the first time you came to my shop. Song Rin, your eyes have revealed your secret."

"My eyes?" Song Rin was puzzled, her voice began to tremble gradually, "What do you mean?"

Gu Zhuo looked up at him. He imagined that he would pat his back to comfort him like before, but when he met Song Rin's eyes, he suddenly realized that he didn't have that right for the time being.

Gu Zhuo swallowed the bitterness, and couldn't bear to say: "Song Rin, do you know, the way you look at each of my cheongsams, even when we are walking on the street, you look at the clothes in the window?" The look in the skirt has a love that cannot be hidden. I don't know how to describe that look..."

"You don't need to describe it!" Song Rin raised his voice suddenly, his face turned pale suddenly, and a trembling gasp came out of his throat, "Stop describing it, don't describe it anymore."

Every word Gu Zhuo said, every word was like a hammer hitting the ice-thin surface under Song Rin's feet. He heard the sound of breaking, and felt the shaking that was about to fall, but he felt as if he was nailed to the ground. Originally, he couldn't move. He could only watch helplessly as the shameful secrets he had hidden for many years were stripped away, and he himself fell into the endless glacier in the weightlessness.

A strong wind suddenly rose outside the window, breaking through the gap between the windows and rushing in, rushing over the cloth and paper on the table, making a low rustling sound, very much like Song Lin's trembling sound at the end.

Gu Zhuo lived a free and easy life, he could understand Song Rin's fear and panic, but he couldn't understand with empathy, if he could, he would not let the joy go to his head, talk without thinking, and end up in the current situation.

Gu Zhuo sighed lightly, but just as he wanted to comfort him, Song Rin spoke up first.

With a choked voice, he said, "Gu Zhuo, let's put the two of us aside for now, you...you let me think about it."

The author has something to say: 1200 is paid back, and there is still a shortfall of 3800.

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