shallow affection

They drank until midnight, and He Cen was drunk, holding Xiang Tingzhou's shoulder and muttering an unfamiliar name.

Maybe it was alcohol that paralyzed people's feelings, Xiang Tingzhou's expression was very calm, and he even smiled at Jian Qingli.

"Be careful," Jian Qingli watched as they staggered into the taxi, while he called for a driver.

There are few vehicles on the road, the wet ground reflects the fine moonlight, and occasionally there are one or two lighted windows in the dark high-rise buildings, looking at each other across the night.

Jian Qingli took out her mobile phone, took a picture of the empty street, and sent it to Leo.There are also a few words: the city in the middle of the night.

When he got home, he made himself a glass of lemonade and sat on the sofa to sober up.The phone buzzed and vibrated, and Leo also sent a dark photo, saying, "It's the same everywhere."

Jian Qingli crossed her legs, enlarged and reduced the picture, reduced and enlarged, observed for a long time, and finally had to agree with Leo's conclusion, it is indeed the same everywhere.

"I miss you, do you miss me?" he asked.

Leo replied: "Why do you miss me."

Puzzled, Jian Qingli laughed and scolded in her heart.

Cyan: "When I miss you, I miss you. There is no reason. You are a curious baby."

After a while, Leo said: "It's 01:30 and you still don't sleep, what are you doing?"

Jian Qingli typed with her head down, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously: "Why do you have a tone of Cha Gang?"

Leo: "The tone of concern among friends."

Cyan: Are we friends?

Cyan: Don't get me wrong, I'm glad we're friends.

Cyan: Really.Thank you.

Jian Qingli's hands were fast, and he typed a few words in succession. After sending out, he poured down the lemonade vigorously. No sugar was added, but his mouth was sweet.

Leo sent an "um", persistently asking him why he stayed up so late.

"Just got back from drinking with a model friend. What about you?"

"Entertainment." Leo said briefly.

These two words are enough to remind people of many ambiguous scenes. Jian Qingli wanted to ask more questions, but Leo told him to rest quickly.He couldn't help complaining, "You are so overbearing."

Leo replied: "Good night."

After a night of no dreams, Jian Qingli was woken up by the sun at noon the next day.After many days of continuous cloudy and rainy days, Cangshi finally ushered in sunny weather. The sun shone unrestrainedly on the earth. Even the inconspicuous moss in the corners was exposed to the warm light, stretching itself gently. .

Jian Qingli sat up sleepily, picked up her phone to check the time.

11:30 now.

Opened WeChat, Fang Mingzhan didn't reply to his message, but Yu Yanzhi, a girl he met last time, asked him if he was busy and wanted to introduce him to a private job.

This private job is really private, it is to take private photos of a same-sex couple.

Jian Qingli agreed without hesitation for a second. He just bought a Fuji X100V, and his money is a little tight, and he urgently needs blood recovery.Originally, he could have taken over the job from Luo Yu's studio, but ever since he found out that his address was disclosed to Le Yang by the studio owner Jiang Xun, Jian Qingli felt a little grudged.He has known Jiang Xun for more than half a year, and they have a good relationship. He knows that Jiang Xun didn't deliberately punish him, and he must have been moved by Le Yang's sweet words, but he still feels uncomfortable, feeling betrayed, and doesn't want to be with him any longer. He touches.

Yu Yanzhi pushed Jian Qingli's WeChat business card to a friend, and within a few minutes, Jian Qingli received a friend request.The person who added him was called Xia Ziying, and his profile picture was a selfie. Jian Qingli clicked on it and took a look. He was a handsome boy with a baby face.He passed the verification and greeted Xia Ziying.

They chatted intermittently for several hours. Xia Ziying attached great importance to this private room photo and asked many detailed questions. Jian Qingli patiently answered them one by one, and confessed to him that it was also the first time for him to take this kind of photo for a couple.

"Is that so..." Xia Ziying expressed worry, "Then I'll discuss it with my boyfriend."

He said this sentence too many times, and Jian Qingli couldn't help teasing: "You two have a very good relationship."

"Of course," Xia Ziying made a mischievous expression.

After negotiating until nightfall, the price and shooting details were finally finalized. Xia Ziying transferred a deposit and Jian Qingli happily accepted it.

He took the Fuji X100V out, ate a bowl of rice noodles downstairs, then walked along Dachang Road, and took dozens of street scenes.The Fuji X100V is the first mirrorless camera he bought. It is small, light, and easy to operate. The key is that it looks good. Jian Qingli is very satisfied.

When he returned to the community at [-] o'clock in the evening, he suddenly received a text message saying that your package had arrived at Nest F, please collect it in time with the pick-up code XXX.

Jian Qingli hasn't shopped online in the past week, so she picked up the courier with doubts and curiosity.Sure enough, it was sent to him, with his name written on it.He held the box and shook it twice, but he couldn't tell what was inside.

When he got home, he opened the box with a knife, reached in and poked it twice. The moment he saw the contents clearly, his face suddenly turned red.

A box of sex toys.

Jian Qingli sat on the sofa for a while, and after the flush on her cheeks subsided, she called Fang Mingzhan.

Fang Mingzhan was exercising in the hotel gym. He had just finished a five-kilometer run, and he was still out of breath. He didn't speak after answering the call, waiting for Jian Qingli to hold back first.

After being silent for half a minute, Jian Qingli asked, "What are you doing?"

"Run."

"You sent me a courier?"

Fang Mingzhan was noncommittal: "Didn't you say you were lonely?"

He really said it.Jian Qingli couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know how to refute for a moment.He picked up a massage|massage|stick, the heavy and real touch made him blush, and his dormant desire instantly ignited like sparks.

"Boss Fang is so kind to me," Jian Qingli deliberately lowered her voice, and said hoarsely, "Then I must repay it."

Fang Mingzhan wiped off the sweat from his forehead with a towel, gestured to his assistant, and then left the gym.

He returned to his suite, lay down on the sofa and drank a glass of fruit juice, imagining the appearance of Jian Qingli in his mind.

He was very proficient in this matter. In the four years in the UK, during many nights of insomnia for no reason, he imagined fucking Jian Qingli over and over again, forcing him to cry and call his brother, and whimpered to admit that he was the dog in front of him.

In the imagination, Fang Mingzhan could do whatever he wanted with him, but when they actually met, Jian Qingli acted pitifully like a baby, and he couldn't help himself, even though he knew that his pity was fake.

He hated himself for loving someone so much, and it was even more painful because he couldn't be sure if that person loved him the same.

Twenty minutes later, Jian Qingli called a WeChat video, Fang Mingzhan sat up straight, and clicked to answer.

Jian Qingli just took a shower, and put on a large short-sleeved T-shirt, which was taken from Fang Mingzhan's house before.There are still some wet beads on his arms, his collarbone is also wet, and his eyelashes are darker and brighter than usual.

"You haven't taken a shower yet," Jian Qingli stared at Fang Mingzhan on the screen. He was wearing a tight black vest with a dark inverted triangle in the center of his chest that was soaked with sweat.

"Which one do you like?" Fang Mingzhan asked nonchalantly.

Jian Qingli knew that he was referring to the box of sex|fun toys, covered her face pretending to be shy, and whispered: "My brother gave it to me, so I like it all."

He put his phone on the stand on the bedside table, then bent down to fold the quilt.Fang Mingzhan saw his long straight legs and two snow-white buttocks from the camera.

Jian Qingli folded the quilt into a soft tofu block, and then put the mobile phone on it with the bracket.

The camera became a high angle of view, perfectly capturing his pitiful kneeling posture.Fang Mingzhan rolled his Adam's apple, staring at Jian Qingli's movements, but Jian Qingli said innocently: "What should I do next?"

Fang Mingzhan asked in a low voice: "Don't you know?"

"I don't know, my brother taught me."

Fang Mingzhan unbuttoned the belt of his sports shorts, quietly put his hands in, and at the same time ordered Jian Qingli on the opposite side of the screen: "Roll up the hem of your clothes."

Jian Qingli obediently rolled up her T-shirt, gradually revealing her erect penis, small navel, slender waist, slightly protruding ribs under the skin, and two tender nipples. "Is that all right?" he asked.

Fang Mingzhan said: "Bite it with your teeth, if you drop it, you will be beaten."

Jian Qingli lowered his head and struggled to hold a large piece of fabric in his mouth. He couldn't speak, he could only make a whining sound, and his eyes were full of seductive affection.

"Where's the clip?" Fang Mingzhan asked.

Jian Qingli shook her head desperately.

"It's on the bed, I just saw it, don't try to lie to me."

Jian Qingli played tricks to no avail, so she had to take two metal clips from the foot of the bed, and under Fang Mingzhan's "teaching" to clamp her upright red spots, she gently tore and played with them.

He was completely immersed in this virtual sex, sweating all over his body, shame and excitement stimulated all his senses, Jian Qingli couldn't help moaning - the clothes he bit on fell off, covering the beautiful scenery on his chest.

Fang Mingzhan on the other end was short of breath, and his desire was reaching the critical point, but there was no source of stimulation. He was not happy, and reprimanded: "Who told you to open your mouth?"

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Jian Qingli was panting out of breath, but she kept moving under the shirt, and the fabric on her chest was pushed up into a beautiful arc by the back of her hands from time to time.Fang Mingzhan sternly asked him to accept the punishment, but Jian Qingli refused. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't spank himself in front of the camera.

"Aren't you obedient?" Fang Mingzhan was about to be driven crazy by him, his penis swelled uncomfortably, and the more he moved, the more angry he became.

"Wait for brother to come back and teach me a lesson?" Jian Qingli begged.His smooth hair was stuck to his face with sweat, he looked embarrassed and miserable, how could Fang Mingzhan let him go, he said fiercely no.

"Please..." Jian Qingli changed her sitting posture and spread her legs in front of Fang Mingzhan, forming an M shape.

The moist secret acupuncture point disappeared in a flash, and before Fang Mingzhan could see it clearly, Jian Qingli brought the phone closer, and the camera could only capture his upper body.He picked up the sterilized massage stick next to him, tried it, twirled it, and inserted it into his body little by little.

The rest of the time was torture for Fang Mingzhan. He could see Jian Qingli's knees trembling slightly under the camera, he could hear his hoarse moans, and he could even catch a glimpse of the black top of the massage stick. However, the most voluptuous picture But always out of the camera.

After a long time, Fang Mingzhan was finally released, and Jian Qingli also fell on the bed, naked and crimson, with vibrating breathing.

"Jian Qingli, just do it." Fang Mingzhan said.

Jian Qingli raised the phone to his lips, his eyes became big and round in the lens, like a ignorant deer, he chuckled contentedly and complacently, and said, "Then what can you do?"