【Rebirth】I'm so fragrant with the bamboo horse who hates and fears

Of course Ouyang Cheng understood the reason, his heart felt as if it had been stabbed, sprinkled with salt, and the pain was burning.

Because the hands of the other party were holding his neck, and the fingers were softly against his skin, with a cool feeling, and there was no strength at all...

He was there at the time, he saw with his own eyes those people trampled Brother Chen's hands on the ground and kept grinding them, and he heard the sound of joints breaking...

Ouyang Cheng's eyes were red, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Shen Yan's lips, and said hello in a hoarse voice.

Through a layer of thin clothes, Ouyang Cheng could feel the subtle tremors of Shen Yan's body, his warm palms pressed against Shen Yan's thin and cool back, stroked back and forth as if soothing, and then gently , and dropped a kiss on his eyelid.

Apart from this, Ouyang Cheng didn't know what to say, he owed Shen Yan too much, and murmured: "I'm sorry...".

Shen Yan paused after hearing this, then slowly hugged him, shaking his head silently.

In the emotional world, it would be too blind to distinguish right from wrong.

"Xiao Cheng, don't say I'm sorry anymore. The world is impermanent, and you have no way of thinking that these things will happen." He looked at the young man's handsome eyebrows, and curled the corners of his lips, "I'll tell you one last time, even in my previous life, I don’t blame you either, I always feel that if you like someone, no one requires that person to like you, it’s my own choice, I don’t need your apology, don’t say it again.”

Ouyang Cheng trembled in his heart, he found Shen Yan's lips, squeezed his chin and kissed it, using all the tenderness of his life, occasionally uttering a few vague words, which was also extremely gentle.

Ouyang Cheng said: "Brother Shen, what do you do if you spoil me like this and spoil me?"

For Ouyang Cheng, there is always such a bottomless tolerance, which can even be called indulgence.

Shen Yan heard the words, an indescribable emotion flashed across his dark eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, casting thin shadows under his eyes, while clumsily responding to Ouyang Cheng's kiss, he hugged his neck and slowly closed it He said forcefully, "Perhaps, because of this, you can't let me go." Shyness appeared in his eyes, "I can spoil you for the rest of my life, Xiao Cheng."

He knew that Ouyang Cheng was just living too soberly, he pursued a comfortable and stable life, there was nothing wrong with that, who wouldn't want to do that.But now, Ouyang Cheng chooses to be with him, chooses to bear those things, he is already very happy.

Shen Yan was willing to wait, and he had been waiting, until the day when Ouyang Cheng was willing to hold hands with him for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, he waited.

When Ouyang Cheng heard this, he was so sad that he almost shed tears.You can only hold each other tightly.

Shen Yan's clothes fell on the floor unknowingly, and the exposed skin came into contact with the cold air, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was colder.

Ouyang Cheng's kiss gradually fell from the top of his hair, until Shen Yan's cold white skin turned pink, and his slightly cool body was gradually warmed by the warm and intimate kiss.

For Shen Yan, even the sore joints caused by low-grade fever can be ignored.

Shen Yan's voice was a little different from that in the daytime, it was low and hoarse, his hands helplessly clung to his back, his black hair fell down, with a soft intention to bully, "Xiaocheng..."

Ouyang Cheng grabbed his ankle and put it on his shoulder, and carried out the previous process extremely patiently, as if he was afraid of hurting Shen Yan, his voice was low and magnetic, and he was a bit less serious than the usual him: " Well, I'm here."

Ouyang Cheng was sweating profusely on his back, Shen Yan couldn't bear it, he pursed his lips to bear the pain, his complexion turned slightly pale, he was caught off guard in the dark and met Ouyang Cheng's too beautiful eyes, peeping Concentrating and being cautious inside, my breathing froze for a moment.

He was sad and happy.

The pain in my body was suddenly overwhelmed by some unknown emotion. For this person, what is the past?he thinks.

Shen Yan slowly hooked his waist, with the illusion that his slender legs were weak in the night, he kissed Ouyang Cheng's sweaty forehead, his palm was wet with sweat, "I'm fine Xiaocheng, you can boldly... move. "

Ouyang Cheng chuckled a few times, "Brother Shen, in fact, you are the real master of husband control, you always unintentionally poke the softness in my heart."

Shen Yan, who simply couldn't bear to bear Ouyang Cheng's suffering so hard, looked at the other party in doubt, and then exclaimed in the next moment, his eyes began to lose focus in an instant, because of the physiological stimulation!Excited, the eyes gradually covered with a layer of water mist, soaking the thick eyelashes, the end of the eyes turned red, as if he was about to cry.

The tone became uncontrollably soft: "I...um...didn't do anything..."

Ouyang Cheng put one hand around Shen Yan's flexible waist, and said with a smile: "No matter what Brother Shen does now, my heart will be so soft."

The fingers of the other hand were clasped together, and the opponent's fingers were weak, but they could be tightly wrapped by him, and no one could hurt them in the future.

Shen Yan's face was so red that he couldn't speak, but the soft tone made him shut his mouth again in fright.

The two of them are getting better and better, and an unknown and strange feeling floods all over their bodies!Sensation, especially Shen Yan, physiological tears dripped down together with sweat unknowingly.

He still cried uncontrollably, embarrassing.

Shen Yan's limbs were weak, and he had already lost all his strength. The voice in his throat was too suppressed, and it sounded like a low whine.

He stretched out his hand to wipe off the liquid on Shen Yan's face, whether it was sweat or tears, and the latter also consciously approached his arms. Seeing this, Ouyang Cheng whispered into Shen Yan's ear: "Brother Shen, is it right?" I hurt you, why are you crying?"

Shen Yan shook his head and said in a low voice: "No...maybe...it's too happy...uh..."

Afterwards, Shen Yan was completely speechless, his sanity collapsed, and he only remembered that Ouyang Cheng came again later, before he stopped completely.

The bedside lamp was turned on, the quilt was in a mess, and the warm yellow lamp first cast a layer of ambiguity.

Shen Yan's chest was still heaving, and his breathing had not yet calmed down. He didn't know what to think of, his eyelids trembled uncontrollably, and there were dots of mottled hickey marks below his collarbone. It's the same as abuse/abuse.

Ouyang Cheng lay on his side and hugged him into his arms: "Brother Shen, I am very happy."

Shen Yan turned around and wanted to hug him, but he didn't have much strength, so he could only lean into his arms, then closed his eyes for a while, and after a short rest, he said: "I have a low fever, it's time to take medicine."

Ouyang Cheng, who was still in tenderness, widened his eyes instantly, "Brother Shen! Why didn't you tell me you had a fever!"

Shen Yan pursed his lips, and said very seriously: "If you have a fever, you will get better if you sweat."

"..." Ouyang Cheng was so depressed that he couldn't speak, and he said pitifully for a long time, "I look like a beast...Brother Shen is too shy, I thought...you were shy..."

"Maybe..." He looked up at Ouyang Cheng, his eyes were bright and moist, and his cheeks were still pink, "Also, didn't you say that you might have a fever, would you be more comfortable?"