Turn the sun into old age

Hua Geng stuffed the phone back into the outer pocket, because her limbs were cold and stiff, she had to stuff it several times before putting the thin phone in.

He walked quickly to the end of the sidewalk and saw Qing Chen walking towards him patting his clothes.

"The milk tea is poured, I'll buy you another cup." Before Qing Chen finished speaking, he was suddenly stopped by the action of the person in front of him.

"No, I want you." Hua Jia tightly hugged his waist, buried her face in the skirt of his chest, her body was still shivering.

Qing Chen guessed that he was frightened when he saw the scene just now, and hurriedly raised his hand to gently comfort his thin back: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."

Hua Jia took a few deep breaths, grabbed his collar, and finally realized the thought that had been buried in her heart for a long time.

"I..." He grabbed Qing Chen's hand at the corner of his coat and slid down, grabbed the big warm hand, raised his head and smiled and said, "I don't want to go home anymore, can you stay with me?" Overnight out?"

Qing Chen was taken aback for a moment, and when he lowered his head, he met a pair of eyes with undisguised desire.

The subsequent progress was like the accelerator key in the movie. Qing Chen entered the corner hotel in the city center with her trembling little hand holding the flower genus, and opened a double bed room without hesitation.

After entering the elevator, the two couldn't wait to kiss each other.

The back of his head hit the cold elevator car wall, Qing Chen was stunned for a second, and hurriedly reached out to rub the back of Huajiao's head, but the child tightened his grip on his neck, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

The hotel's elevator always arrives quickly, and before opening the door, Qing Chen fished Hua Gua into his arms and stopped making love to him.

The golden elevator door opened, and outside was the hotel cleaning who was pushing a cart to tidy up the room.

The two held hands and hurried to the door of the room. Qing Chen took out the room card from his coat pocket, and opened the door with a light swipe.

Huajiao followed closely behind, closed the door with a bang, and was about to entangle her again.

Although Qing Chen was excited in his heart, he also sensed that something was wrong at this moment, so he hurriedly hugged him and raised his head back and asked, "Hey, why are you so active today?"

Huajiao's eyes were slightly red, and her bright red lips were slightly pursed.

He and Qing Chenyi looked at each other for a few seconds, then held that unparalleled handsome face in both hands, leaned over and kissed his deep eyelashes.

"I want you, I want to be with you."

The voice is clear and clean, like the whispered call of an elf, with an irresistible magic power.

It was as if all the blood was flowing backwards, and Qing Chenyi's brain suddenly became hot.

He could no longer restrain his inner desire...

After peeling off the heavy coat and sweater, Hua Jia raised her head as if remembering something, opened her small mouth and breathed rapidly and said, "Take a bath."

"Together." With a low voice, Qing Chen raised his hand and stripped off his clothes, then carried him into the bathroom.

As soon as the hot water was turned on, the mist filled the air, and the mirrors and walls were stained with water droplets.

……

"Gana, you're so pretty." Qing Chenyi stroked his back, feeling an unspeakable throbbing in his heart as he brushed over the protruding butterfly bone.

He and Huajiao are kissing, their bodies are close to each other, as if becoming one.

It's his...his genus.

Huajiao had never felt like this before, as if she couldn't control her body and thoughts. He and Qing Chenyi embraced tightly, but their thoughts seemed to be wandering and wandering in place.

......

Huajiao feels like a ship, struggling to support reason in the rough sea, sometimes being thrown high and sometimes falling rapidly.

In a trance, he noticed a red shadow above him slowly swaying with Qing Chen's movements, and reached out his hand to grab the small triangular pendant made of cotton by accident.

"This, what is this?"

His voice trembled a little, and Qing Chen took this opportunity...

......

After finally calming down, he stared at Qing Chenyi with eyes full of water.

Panting heavily, Qing Chen leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and then took off the pendant around his neck.

"My grandma gave it to me, and she said it would be given to him when she gets married."

After finishing the words, he took out the diamond pendant from the small red pocket, hung it on the neck of Huajiao, and then planted a pious kiss on it.

"It's yours now."

When Hua Gentian heard these words, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable, tears burst out of her eyes in an instant, and her heart began to hurt.

Qing Chen thought that he was too touched, so she quickly reached out and pulled him into her arms, and then covered the two of them with the quilt to prevent him from catching a cold.

"Hey, you are the one I believe in for the rest of my life."

Seeing his appearance, Hua Gua couldn't stop the tears from falling down.

"I like you..." I want to spend my life with you too...

Qing Chen didn't understand the meaning of it, smiled and kissed his lips and cheeks, and then lingered for a while before hugging him to wash.

……

It was late at night when I fell asleep.

Huaying carefully crawled out of his arms, resisting her weak legs, knelt on the side of the bed reluctantly, and looked at her lover's sleeping face by the moonlight.

Qing Chen is in a very good mood today, even sleeping with a lingering smile on his face, making Huajiao unable to move his eyes away at all.

His heart was full of severe pain, and he stared at Qing Chen to shed tears, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

In this way, when the white belly rose in the sky, he very slowly untied the pendant from his neck and put it on the bedside table.

The crumpled and wrinkled clothes were picked up one by one by him and put back on his body. Finally, when he had to leave, he couldn't help but went back and kissed the corner of Qing Chenyi's lips. The small red brocade bag on the ground reached out to pick it up and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Hotel rooms are always extraordinarily soundproof, with thick carpets on the floor and silent doors, so he didn't make a sound when he left.

The long corridor was as silent as dead silence, and as the elevator doors opened and closed, it was finally empty.