bad-hearted lover

Sho is definitely a rare good bed friend, even if he lives with me, he will not interfere with my life.

He's very private and doesn't ask me any personal questions or rummage through my stuff.Just like the last time I accidentally saw a photo I took secretly, he quickly filtered it out by himself, and never mentioned it again.

Sho seems to have quite a lot of friends. In the first two days, people kept calling him, both men and women, but he would just watch TV leisurely and then tell the people on the phone that he was very busy.By the third day, all such phones disappeared. I asked him what happened, and he said that he took out the battery of the phone.

Sho is actually not happy, his career is at a trough, although it looks relaxed on the surface, I can probably guess what's going on inside.When he was resting on the sofa alone, he would often frown, showing a disappointed expression.

It's just that when he faces me, he basically puts on a smile.

He separates things very clearly and will not bring bad emotions to me.

Such a person is probably strong, and his heart is strong enough. He doesn't even need me to comfort him, he can adjust his mood by himself.

He is so free and easy, I admire it a little.

Sho's only shortcoming is probably his mouth, which is both flirtatious and talkative, and difficult to serve. He doesn't bother to touch the takeaway, and he doesn't even touch the leftovers after a meal. He only likes to be brought out of the kitchen. fresh.

Only at this time will I feel that this kid really has a cleanliness.

It's just that he cooks himself which surprised me.

Sho was cutting the meat neatly with a knife in his hand, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was fine sweat on his forehead:

"I don't have a father. When I lived abroad with my mother, she often worked late. I basically did all these things."

"What a nice boy," I said.

Sho looked back at me with a funny face and said:

"The least childlike thing is me."

His maturity turned out to be due to being too precocious.

Sho is very talkative. He would talk to me about his life abroad and his debut. According to him, he was teased by many contemporaries when he first debuted, but he laughed it off, even himself. Go up and apologize.As a result, he felt embarrassed instead, and never had trouble with him again.

His manager used to be a powerful person who was very good at praising artists. At the beginning, he was moved by his eccentric character, so he terminated the contract with a popular singer and chose to cultivate him.

To be honest, I like his unrestrained style very much. He has a good appearance and a serious personality, so it is impossible not to be popular.

I patted him on the shoulder:

"Whoever has no trough will succeed only if he perseveres."

Sho raised the corners of his thin lips and looked at me with clear eyes:

"You think you can break me like this, you underestimate me."

He put his arm on my shoulder, put his arm through my collar, and touched me ambiguously, with a charming look on his brows and eyes:

"Actually, I didn't take it seriously at all. I was just too tired during this period, so it's good to take a rest and catch my breath."

Then he grabbed my shirt collar, pulled me closer to him, skillfully unbuttoned my neckline, and breathed into my ear:

"I'm so busy that I can't even solve my physiology. Is there anything more depressing than this?"

He is quiet on the bed. I think I like him the most at this time. He is both shy and reserved. He can moan shyly, but he still takes the initiative. When it should be hot, he is more enthusiastic than me, and his body is still damn good Insanely sensitive.

His fingers are very slender and beautiful, like the fair fingers of a piano player. I read in a psychology book that people with slender fingers also have slender and sensitive emotions.

The sensitivity of his body is directly proportional to the slenderness of his fingers, but he is so free and easy, I can hardly imagine that his nerves are actually very thin.

Seeing that I was distracted, Sho deliberately teased me with a frivolous tone, asking if I didn't want to be on top, he didn't mind taking the initiative, just like a client in a brothel.

He quickly expressed his intention with actions, pressed on me and attacked violently, kissing me almost frantically, entangled with my saliva.

It doesn't matter to me whether it's a man or a woman. I'm sure I want him. To him, I'll react and become impulsive like a young boy.

I pulled down his pants excitedly, and then went to take off his clothes, my lower abdomen was already hot.

Stripped off the clothes on his body, impatiently pushed him back on the bed, and groped his buttocks.

Unlike the thin waist, the tight buttocks have full buttocks, and I almost vomited to the bottom when I touched it.

Ever since I knew that a man would be extremely painful when being raped, I also started to be cautious, so gentle that even Sho who was penetrated felt embarrassed, and asked me if I was sympathizing with him.

His face was covered with sweat, his face was flushed, and there was anger in his eyes:

"The weak need sympathy."

I was slightly stunned, then shook my head:

"I'm only gentle with those I like."

Sho was obviously stunned, and then his face turned even redder. He quickly turned his head back and didn't look at me again.

Such bed friends are rare, and I should cherish them.

I have never been so gentle with a woman before. I am so gentle that I have felt it before. It is no longer violent sex, love, but it is also suffocating and pleasant.

I have to go to work during the day, and Sho will sleep at this time, or sit in front of the large LCD TV and watch a movie.

Sho likes watching movies very much, and spends most of his time watching DVDs. Almost every time I come back, I can see him sitting in front of the TV watching with relish.

Sho not only knows how to watch, but also puts himself into it, and performs it himself in front of the TV, doing the movements of the protagonists in the movie, learning their expressions, and reciting their lines, very seriously.

Sometimes when the performance gets high, he will pull me to cooperate with him and let me perform against him.It's just that I don't know anything about acting, my movements are very stiff, and I have to be laughed at by him every time.

I am only good at reading lines, because I have a good memory, and I can basically retell the lines that I have heard once. When Sho saw me spit out a series of classic lines that were so long that it made people vomit blood mechanically like a repeater, her beautiful eyes widened all of a sudden, and she ran up to ask me if I was cheating. I had already recited it before.I'm speechless.

"My memory is not very good. When I was acting in an idol drama, just memorizing the lines tortured me to death, as well as the lyrics. I was afraid that I would forget and embarrass myself. It’s easier to remember, and I read it aloud every time I recite the lines, it’s really easier to remember this way, but over time, I also developed a habit of chattering.” Sho seemed to be speechless to himself.

His situation is indeed a bit sad, I comforted him:

"Talk talk also has a future, what XX, XXX (all comedians), their achievements are waiting for you to break."

Sho rolled his eyes at me appropriately.

After all, he is a handsome guy, even if he rolls his eyes, he looks better than ordinary people.

I held the back of his head, pulled him over, and kissed him eagerly.

Sho likes kissing very much. He is almost obsessed with this saliva intertwining behavior. Every time he kisses deeply, he will close his eyes and look intoxicated.At this time, I would open my eyes to see his blushing face, the long eyelashes hit the eyelids, and the skin around the eyelashes shimmered, a bit unchangeable, very moving.

I'm not very interested in movies, so when Sho watches movies, I usually practice calligraphy in the study next door, and then Sho will joke loudly and humorously, saying that he should bring the piano too, he plays the piano and I practice calligraphy, and join me Piano, Chess, Poetry and Painting, set up a new combination.

I obviously couldn't appreciate his artistic skills, so I simply made fun of him:

"I can only draw ghosts."

Cursive, it does look similar to a ghost drawing.

Sho fell back on the sofa in disappointment again, grabbed the pillow next to his hand and treated it like my fist.

"I don't like singing." Sho said suddenly while watching a movie.

I poked my head out to look at him, he was still looking at the screen, the light hit his face, printing some mottled colors.

"Then why write songs?" I asked.

Sho shakes his head:

"That's the position the company gave me, but I don't have much interest in it."

As if wanting to affirm something in front of me, he turned his head back to look at me, somewhat serious:

"I like acting."

The voice is serious, without any usual frivolity.

"It's not that kind of popular idol drama, I want to act in a movie."

A recent movie with a good box office is playing on the screen, and the man in the screen is a veteran movie star who won the best actor again a while ago.

It was a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, he should be approaching fifty, but he didn't look old. Sho seems to like watching the movies played by this person very much. Among the DVDs on the table, 80% of them are basically starring and participating in him.

Sho sat in front of the LCD TV, without a frivolous smile on his face, but stared at the screen slightly indifferently.

"One day, I will surpass him."

I turned my head to look at the thin man on the screen:

"He has been popular for a long time, it is difficult to surpass him."

Sho raised his eyebrows slightly, his pale lips shimmered, and his gaze was still looking at the man on the screen:

"He is my target, and I will surpass him no matter what, as long as he is alive."

I don't know why he is so obsessed with this man in front of him, this is already his privacy, and I don't want to ask.

But asking does not mean not encouraging, I said in a relaxed tone:

"He is old, you are still young, and the advantages are all with you."

Sho seemed satisfied with the encouragement, pursed his lips, and smiled slightly.

It suddenly occurred to me that Bie seemed to have said something similar, but it was Sho that Bie wanted to surpass, and Sho's goal had long been the elegant man in front of him.If he knew that the man he was chasing didn't take him seriously, he would probably go crazy again.

In fact, I am quite envious of the drive of their young people. I have been like this before. At that time, I had dreams, pursuits, and ambitions.

It's just that time is changing and people are changing.I am no longer who I was then, and it is useless to envy me. I can't regain the youth of that day.

At this time, the picture on the screen has switched to a cemetery, and the tone of the whole picture has become gray and white, only the bright red scarf on the neck of the hero is very conspicuous.

He stood quietly in front of the tombstone, behind him a decadent man with hunched shoulders kept his head down, as if he had committed a crime, his legs bent slowly, he knelt down behind the man, and grabbed him the heel of the shoe.His complexion was painful, as if he was in pain.

Sho seemed to be in a good mood again. He stood up from the sofa, walked to me, and squatted down in slow motion. As in the picture, he slowly knelt down on the carpet that had just been cleaned with a vacuum cleaner, and put his hands on it. The uppers of my indoor slippers, the expressions and movements are the same as the kneeling person in the movie.

I saw the elegant man in the movie turned around and bent down, his red scarf fell to the face of the kneeling man, and the man closed his eyelids as if he was forgiven.

I had just showered, and I was wearing a blue towel around my neck, so I bent down cooperatively, low enough for the towel to reach his hair, and imitated the expression on the screen, looking at him above his head.

Sho felt strange when the towel touched the top of his head, so he looked up at me.When I saw my magnified face, I was obviously startled, my dark blue eyes trembled, and after I calmed down, I didn't close my eyes like the man on the screen.

"Acting is not just imitation, but you have to put your emotions into it." Sho told me with great interest, "It's not enough to just put your emotions into it, you have to be able to affect the person you are acting with, arouse his emotions, let He also puts into your performance, and you can be the leader of the performance."

As if he was afraid that I would not understand, he explained again:

"Just like me and you just now, I was so affected by your emotions that I even forgot what to do next. If it was a live show, then I would have already lost."

I get a rough idea of ​​what he said:

"That is to say, you were guided by me just now."

Sho snapped his fingers:

"Yes, that's what it means."

But then he said again:

"But just now I was surprised that you would bend down, so I was surprised, not counting, how could I lose you even this."

In fact, he is not inferior to bie when he is naughty, he is very cute.

Thinking of Bie, I just remembered that he didn't seem to contact me these days.

I have his number here, but I never took the initiative to call.

I don't want to call Bie because I'm worried about him, because this kid is very smart, even if he speaks ill of Shen Feng, Shen Feng probably won't do anything to him.After all, Shen Feng doted on him very much.

But there is always an emergency, so I finally ran to the study and called him.

As soon as the call was connected, Bie's mournful cry immediately roared from the other side:

"I was almost killed by that pervert! That pervert is so annoying!"

Before I could answer, he changed the subject and his voice became more and more shrill:

"You finally know how to care about me! What is my relationship with you! You have come to condolences to me only now! You have no conscience! BALABALABALA..."

Bie crackled and scolded me non-stop, and I had absolutely no chance to interject.

His voice was high-pitched and energetic, and it didn't sound like there was any problem, so I hung up the call decisively.

The call came back very quickly, but it was not a mobile phone, but a landline in the living room.

My nerves tensed, and before my temples could jump, I ran back to the living room and saw that Sho had picked up the phone next to him, and I could hear the growling sound from the receiver from a distance away.

"How dare you hang up on my phone!!!"

Sho was taken aback for a moment, then his face darkened in an instant.

Without saying a word, he reached out and handed it to me.

How much I regret my cheapness, why do I call goodbye when I have nothing to do.

Bie thought it was me who answered the phone, and shouted loudly on the other side of the phone:

"Hey-hey-why don't you talk-pao-friend-ah-is there something wrong with your phone-"

I was so ashamed, I bit the bullet and answered the phone.

When I hung up the phone, Sho looked at me with a half-smile:

"Pao, friend? I didn't know you knew him well."

Before I could say anything, he turned back and continued watching the movie, shrugging indifferently:

"If that guy is coming, please let me know in advance, I need some time to pack up."

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