moonlight sinking

"You asked for it."

Jing Hanyu grabbed Yan Chun's forehead hair and bit his lip hard.

Yan Chun subconsciously raised her hands, but instead of pushing away Jing Hanyu, she grabbed Jing Hanyu's shirt.

They demand each other's tenderness in an unfriendly gesture.

The windows are dark, and the night casts another protective film.

No one knew what was going to happen to them in the car tonight until they ripped each other's shirts apart.

Yanchun rushed back to find the answer, and Jinghanyu was waiting at the airport to return early.

At this time, they should be talking about what happened ten years ago in a cramped and inexplicably excited way at home with orange spotlights on.

Rather than in the relatively spacious back seat of the off-road vehicle, the extravagant hopes of boyhood are realized in each other's breathing.

Yan Chun stroked Jing Hanyu's hair, trying to focus his eyes. When the person in front of him finally disappeared, he bit the sharp collarbone without hesitation.

The taste of blood bloomed between the lips and teeth immediately.

Jinghanyu probably didn't expect to be attacked suddenly, and let out a short muffled groan.

Yan Chun licked off the blood from the corner of her lips, grabbed Jing Hanyu's shirt again, approached her, and said with her lips against hers, "I don't remember inviting you to bite me."

Jing Hanyu looked at him, and the frenzy in his eyes gradually subsided, "So this mouthful is your revenge?"

Yanchun didn't speak, and after about half a minute, he loosened his shirt, grabbed his trousers from the ground, and put them on with ease.

Thanks to the low occupancy rate of the neighborhood, they didn't meet anyone on the way upstairs.

There are two bathrooms in Jinghanyu's home, and Yanchun occupies one of the master bedrooms.

There was a trace of blood from the open wound on the shoulder, which was immediately washed into pale pink by the water flow.

Yanchun raised his hand and touched it, only then did he feel a little pain.

He raised his head slightly and closed his eyes in the mist.

The water splashed on his face finely and densely, and slapped the sore eyeballs through the eyelids.

He gradually calmed down in this gentle touch, and put his hands back on his waist.

His legs and waist were sore, and he tried very hard to hide it just now, not wanting Jing Hanyu to see it.

However, deliberate tightness makes the muscles more sore.

He had to bend down and beat hard on his leg twice.

Until now, he is still a little dazed about what happened just now, Jing Hanyu is really cruel.

The person in my mind appeared outside the bathroom at this moment, "Can you help me?"

Yan Chun was almost choked by the spray, the bathroom was not locked, and in Jinghanyu's usual style, he should just push the door and come in.

Naturally, the expression of the figure reflected on the frosted door could not be seen clearly, but Yan Chun felt that Jing Hanyu's expression must be very exciting, and it was a hesitation that was not often shown in front of him.

The injury on the shoulder aroused Yanchun's bad heart, he didn't turn off the water, walked lightly to the door with bare feet, and suddenly opened the door.

Sure enough, he caught the froze panic in Jing Hanyu's eyes for a moment.

It was extremely rare for Jing Hanyu to look away from their gaze, "You..."

There was no cover on Yanchun's body, and she stared at Jing Hanyu as if she had succeeded in a trick, "What do you want to help me?"

When Jing Hanyu raised his eyes again, the panic had disappeared, and his tone changed back to his usual one, "Have you been fired by me? Standing in front of me like this on purpose?"

Yanchun was still not as good as Jinghanyu, so he cursed secretly.

When he was embarrassed, he made some small physical movements, such as touching his toes to each other.

Jing Hanyu saw it, and deliberately challenged, "Do you want to slip and fall in the bathroom without slippers?"

Before Yanchun could refute, she was hugged by her knees.

He was really not used to this posture, and he was about to cover it with his hands.

"You know it's blocked at this time?" Jing Hanyu teased him: "Why were you so open-minded just now?"

Yanchun knew that he couldn't speak, so he simply shut up.

Jing Hanyu put him on the bed and threw a towel over his head.

"Brother Jing."

Yanchun's sight was blocked, and he could only see Jinghanyu's legs from below.

He grabbed Jing Hanyu's nightgown and said slowly: "You can help me brush my hair, like before."

Jing Hanyu paused, and said after a few seconds, "Yes."

Yan Chun sat on the edge of the bed with her knees hugged, and Jing Hanyu sat on the bed behind him.

The towel rustled as it stripped the beads of water from her hair.

Yanchun said, "Brother Jing."

He called Brother Jing a lot today.

Sometimes he would forget that Jing Hanyu was his brother who was one year younger.

"Huh?" Jing Hanyu didn't stop.

Yanchun said, "Why did the hair dryer in our house go out of order for so long?"

Jing Hanyu stopped.

Yanchun didn't seem to notice his reaction, and continued: "Our house used to have a blower, but one time when I was in a hurry to use it, I found that it was broken.

It was you who wiped my hair that time, and you often wiped my hair afterwards.

Our family has never bought a hair dryer until summer. "

He repeatedly mentioned our house, but ten years ago, the house in Huancheng Yizhongwai was actually just a place where he used electricity and water to catch up with homework.

He now presumes it to be his home, or ours.

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways and looked at Jing Hanyu from below, "Why don't you buy a new one?"

Jing Hanyu pursed her lips, her dark eyes tried to hide her emotions.

But even the mysterious sea cannot hide the undercurrents at any time.

Jinghanyu's unhidden emotions fell into Yanchun's eyes.

He found that Jing Hanyu was not so easy to handle.

The provocations, malice, and sarcasm that he saw were all rehearsed many times in advance, so they appeared so calm and so natural.

And when he made a sudden attack, Jing Hanyu would be stunned—although the duration was so short that it could be ignored.

He's already tried twice today, cunningly.

"Do you still need me to say the answer?" Jing Hanyu moved his hand holding the towel again, taking the initiative back, "Because since then, I have secretly regarded you as my puppy."

Yanchun turned back again, this time much wider, "Puppy?"

Jing Hanyu said that raising him is worse than raising a dog, but never directly said that he is a dog.

Jing Hanyu put the towel aside, and stroked Yan Chun's hair that was not completely dried.

There are some things that he thought he would never say to Yan Chun in his life.

"When I was in Feiye Village, I almost took you away."

Yanchun was surprised, "What?"

"I want to change you into the same clothes as me, live in the same room with me, and I take you to school, you sit next to me, you are very stupid, the teacher can't understand what he says, and asks me every time."

"After school, I will take you to the hillside where no one can find it, just like you took me to chase the apricot blossoms.

We've had enough of lying there, and we're going home together.

Grandpa had someone cook a lot of dishes. You love to eat everything, but you get a stomach ache after eating too much. "

Following Jinghanyu's description, Yanchun seemed to see the picture that only existed in imagination.

He already knew what Jing Hanyu wanted, but he didn't know that when he was a child, when he asked Jing Hanyu for help, Jing Hanyu had other thoughts.

"But grandpa said, you are not a puppy, you are a child like me."

Jing Hanyu's gaze became softer, like the mist that sprayed on Yan Chun not long ago, "I should respect you, I can't do that.

Later, I knew that you had returned to your parents, and I also thought about what grandpa said, so I didn't bother you.

During the summer vacation, I guess you can come to my house for a month before going to Lucheng to find you. "

"Yanchun, I have been very lonely, I want you to be my playmate and stay with me."

The water mist seemed to pour into the chest, and Yanchun felt that it was sore and unbearable.

"But when I arrived in Lucheng, you had already moved away, so I couldn't find you."

Jing Hanyu continued, but his speech became slower, "I think, my puppy is lost and I can't find him.

But, why do I feel that I am the puppy that was left behind.

The human I wanted to follow walked away without a word. "

"Brother Jing..." Yan Chun stood up and hugged Jing Hanyu's head, wanting to comfort her, but besides listening, what else could he do?

"Grandpa is wrong, I should take you back as a puppy."

Jing Hanyu shook his head lightly, "Actually, I can find you, if Suo Shang comes forward, it won't be a difficult matter.

But I am not reconciled, why am I the only one thinking about it?Did you never think to say thank you to me when you got home? "

Speaking of this, Jing Hanyu laughed, "Look, children are so stingy."

Yanchun shook her head, "I'm sorry."

Jing Hanyu raised her head from his arms and held his wrist, "When I meet you again, I want to tie you up like a puppy, so that you won't run away.

But I remind myself again, you are not a puppy.

I can only secretly regard you as my puppy. "

Heat flowed through Yanchun's chest, when Jing Hanyu said puppy, what he saw in Jing Hanyu's eyes was not contempt, but full of cherishing.

Jing Hanyu gripped his hand even tighter, "But it's still not okay to sneak, you broke free from the rope and disappeared like you did when you were a child.

And it disappeared for longer this time, but I caught it anyway. "

Jing Hanyu's brows became a little sad, Yan Chun pressed his index finger between his brows and rubbed gently.

I want to tell Jing Hanyu, don't be sad, I'm back, I'm sorry, I was afraid to face you, so I kept avoiding you, but now I figured it out, I want to try to be with you.

But compared with Jing Hanyu's years of waiting and searching, these words seem too shallow, even hypocritical.

"I..." Yanchun held Jinghanyu's face in his hands for a long time, then lowered down and kissed Jinghanyu's forehead, "I'm here to be your puppy."

The infinite light seemed to flow into Jing Hanyu's eyes in an instant, and then quickly sank into the deep darkness.

He opened his mouth, "Really?"

Such words should not have come out of Jing Hanyu's mouth, Yan Chun rubbed his lips, suddenly thought of something that he hadn't thought of for a long time.

"I didn't disappear suddenly, I went to say goodbye to you."

Yanchun knew that it was a meaningless farewell to Jing Hanyu, but she still said it at this heart-wrenching moment.

Jing Hanyu said, "What?"

"You went to school to fill in the information and never came back.

At that time, I couldn't control myself more and more. I wanted to destroy others, and I also wanted to destroy myself. "

"You're not here. I've considered Uncle Yan's suggestion over and over again, and finally decided to go abroad for treatment."

Yanchun took a deep breath, "Before I left, I wanted to see you like crazy, so I went to your old house - when grandpa passed away, I went there and found the way."

"Your family told me you were sick but allowed me to visit you."

Jing Hanyu clenched his right hand tightly, the memory he believed to be a dream had actually happened.

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"Fuck me" was what Yan Zhuang asked for, but when the shirt was fully open and the trousers were pulled down to his knees, he was still unavoidably nervous.

He turned sideways, pressed his body on the leather chair, and made a slightly embarrassing sound.

His current posture is really embarrassing, and the heat on his cheeks is no longer covered by his skin color.

He wanted to turn over and face Jing Hanyu with his back, so at least he didn't have to watch Jing Hanyu enter him.

But suddenly there was a hand on his waist. With great strength, Jing Hanyu knelt on him again, with an absolute advantage, stopping his movement and turning him back.

..... The open shirt scraped across the right chest, exposing the rising redness to the undercurrent of heating, Yanchun couldn't help frowning, "I don't want to do this.

"Don't want to look at me?" Jing Hanyu leaned down, kissed the tip of Yanchun's nose, stroked his hands from waist to chest, covered the redness, and pressed lightly.

Yanchun straightened his upper body reflexively, which was like sending the sensitive part to Jing Hanyu's hands.

Jing Hanyu's voice was lower, sexy and hoarse, "But I think.

I'm going to look you in the eyes and fuck you. "

Yanchun opened his mouth slightly to breathe, Jing Hanyu's words seemed to have substance, touching his naked body, he began to tremble slightly, his left arm was pressed on the brow bone.

But the wrist was quickly grabbed by Jing Hanyu, and the other - hand - was raised above the head.

The iron-gray tie flashed in front of his eyes, and his hands were tightly tied together.

"Jing... This is the most intimate address between them, Yanchun struggled twice, unable to break free.

Jing Hanyu started to kiss the fingers he held together, and then to the wrist, when they were kissing, Jing Hanyu had already pulled off his panties and rubbed them for him like many times before.

But they all know that today is different.

Transparent tides floated in Yan Chun's eyes, and when Jing Hanyu propped himself up to stare at him, he even moved forward, wanting to continue the kiss.

Jing Hanyu laughed deeply, and bit his chin, followed by his Adam's apple.

When the fatal place was finely ground by teeth, Yanchun almost stopped breathing, but it was not fear, but excitement burned by desire.

He raised his head, and unconsciously put his right leg on Jinghanyu's waist.

He wanted Jing Hanyu to be his shackles, to lock him up firmly.

But why didn't he want to lock up Jinghanyu?

Jing Hanyu kissed all the way, sucking and biting the flushed chest.

Yanchun let out a series of light gasps and twisted her body impatiently.

At this time, the sound of the zipper being unzipped was heard in the movement of the leather chair.

Yan Chun woke up a little bit, and saw Jing Hanyu pressed down again, rubbing against his crotch through his underwear.

It's not that they haven't done this before, and the position of simulating sexual intercourse always gives him a strong mental stimulation.

Jing Hanyu wants to rub hard on his cock and fuck him.

He suddenly didn't want to.

Today was what he asked for, he had too many emotions to vent, he wanted more stimulation.

It is very difficult to prop up the body in this position, Yanchun can only turn sideways first.

Jing Hanyu said displeased: "What?

Yanchun shook his head, "Let me down.

Jing Hanyu's eyes deepened, as if he had anticipated what he was going to do, but he couldn't believe it.

Yanchun rubbed against Jinghanyu's legs, looked at the erection wrapped in underwear, then looked at Jinghanyu again, and lowered her head.

He knows its size, he has taken care of it too many times with his hands and legs, but it is still unfamiliar, not as good as Jinghanyu.

He didn't know if using his mouth would be more useless, and he didn't know how deep he could swallow, and whether Jinghanyu would be comfortable.

But he just wants to do it.

"Yan Chun."

When being sucked, Jing Hanyu frowned, if Yanchun raised his eyes, he would see the panic in his eyes which was similar to that of a teenager.

For a moment, Jing Hanyu's hand didn't know where to put it, it hung over Yan Chun's head, and finally pressed it on Yan Chun's shoulder.

Yan Chun was inexperienced, felt that the fabric was in the way, and lacked the courage to tear it off.

He didn't try to bite the edge of the panties with his teeth until the saliva was wet - the area was getting hotter and hotter.

Jing Hanyu held the back of his neck and took off his underwear.

Yan Chun's lips touched the front end, and lust ran rampant in his body like an electric current.

He carefully sucked it in his mouth, but before he could swallow it down his throat, Jing Hanyu pressed him against the leather chair, one of his legs was pressed against his chest.

This is the most shameful posture, he is completely open to Jing Hanyu, and their flags that symbolize lust are vertically facing each other spiritually.

Jing Hanyu groped in the box and took out an unopened lubricating oil.

Yanchun was surprised that he put this kind of thing in the car, but he licked Yanchun's ear, "It was here when you hit my car that day.

Because of you, I was fully prepared.

Yanchun felt that his ears were about to be burned, so he simply turned his head and kissed Jinghanyu.

This kiss was not focused, Jing Hanyu rested Yan Zhuang's waist with one hand, and rubbed lubricating oil into the posterior acupoint that was slightly contracted due to tension.

Just putting his fingers in, Yanchun's whole body tensed up, and he groaned in pain.

Jing Hanyu frowned, moved his hands lightly, pecked Yan Chun's lips soothingly, and swallowed Yan Chun's moans into his stomach.

The indistinct dull pain made Yanchun want more, he couldn't move his hands, he stepped on the back rest restlessly, stepped on Jing Hanyu's back, and said in a vaguely inviting tone: "Come in, use your ,Come in."

Jing Hanyu had imagined countless ways to torture Yan Zhuang. He wanted to make Yan Chun hurt, so painful that he never dared to leave him, so painful that he was afraid of him and couldn't leave him.

It was Yan Chun who said that he wanted to fall in love, and it was Yan Chun who said Brother Jing would accompany me, but Yan Chun's promise was fart.

Liars don't know what it means to like, they only give in because of fear.

But when he really entered Yanchun, Jing Hanyu gave him unreserved tenderness and patience, as if he was afraid of breaking the lost and recovered treasure.

Yanchun is too tight, even if the fingers have been inside for a long time, it is difficult to withstand his invasion.

He was at a loss for what to do, after a short pause, he hugged Yanchun tightly, and kissed Yanchun's lips.

He was afraid that Yan Chun would be scared away by him again, so where should he find it?

The waist is pushed forward slightly, and pushed inward little by little.

Jinghanyu trapped Yanchun with his body, like a clumsy beast desperately guarding its prey.

Sweat was pouring into Yanchun's eyes, and the end of his eyes were red from being stabbed.

The pain was so intense, he loved it, and it fascinated him.

The heaviness that had been entrenched in his heart for the past few days seemed to be dispelled a little, and his rational and calm mind suddenly became empty, waiting to be filled with pleasure.

With his wet legs wrapped around Jing Hanyu, he said hoarsely: "I want more, I want more.

His madness apparently infected Jing Hanyu again, Jing Hanyu bit his shoulder, and his waist moved violently, like an avenger who loves and hates, tyrannically but still gently piercing him.

The louder and louder groans were locked in the closed space, continuously accumulating, converging into water, submerging the two overlapping figures.

When Jing Hanyu shot inside, the light in Yan Chun's eyes had already been knocked out, and the tie that tied his wrists also loosened at some point.

His hands were free again, and what he thought of in an instant was to restrain Jing Hanyu.

- An unprecedented intense love affair pushed his exhaustion from returning late to the peak, and he embraced Jinghanyu with the remaining strength.

He smelled the smell of blood again, and Jing Hanyu bit his shoulder when he was fucking him.