Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

Nian Qi tilted his head, staggered the noses of the two, and then walked, Mu Feng closed his eyes subconsciously.

When the moist breath mixed with the warm touch came down, Mu Feng's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, but he never had the courage to open them.The light from the incandescent lamp in the fitting room penetrated through the thin eyelids, burning hot red in the dark field of vision.

The air that rushed into his nostrils was full of the smell of twenty-seven, but he couldn't tell whether it was the cleanness of soap or the coolness of mint.

A side of his lips was held by the other party, and he didn't use much force, but held it lightly.The lips of the two were pressed together, and the corners of their mouths were hot. Mu Feng could feel that the body firmly in front of him was also very stiff, and the beating heartbeat in the adjacent chest was no weaker than his.

It was a kiss that was hardly a kiss, with butterflies fluttering on the lips.

It was too sudden and exciting, and it caught Mu Feng by surprise.

Twenty Seven gradually loosened his suppression, instinctively changed positions, took his breath, tried to find fresh and attractive nectar in his thin lips, but hesitated and dared not move forward to explore.

The beautiful piano tune makes people feel soothed, but in the real world separated by a curtain, a "welcome" wakes him up, reminding him where he is.

Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and bit the opponent's lower lip.

While suffering from pain, Er Qi was pushed out forcefully.He staggered, only Mu Feng's panicked expression and his figure running away in a hurry were in sight.The moment they passed by, it seemed that they heard a whispered apology.

Nian Qi stared at the fleeing figure for a long time, he was still in a daze until the man disappeared at the corner of the street.It was the slight pain on his lips that brought him back to reality, Nianqi raised his hand, and touched the bitten place, there was a little bright red, probably the skin was broken.

why.

There is only one question that is entwined in my heart, what to ask.Why can't I restrain myself, why do I care about every word Mu Feng said, why do I have this urge to completely break away from admiration.

He was a little annoyed, walked around the store twice strangely, found the bags and things left by Mu Feng in the corner, and pushed the door open under the naked/naked eyes of the clerk.

After Mu Feng ran away, he unknowingly walked to a nearby commercial street that was closed for renovation.

On the quiet street, apart from pedestrians who took shortcuts, there were construction workers wearing yellow helmets, who gathered in twos and threes, taking a nap, chatting, or puffing thick smoke rings at each other.

There is a coffee shop at the end of the street, which is still in business, but it is also sparsely unattended.

Mu Feng walked in, picked a hidden place, buried his face in his arms in a bit of disappointment, and didn't even respond to the waiter who was talking to him while holding the menu.He didn't want to talk, he didn't want to move, and he didn't want to be found by Twenty Seven.

He was in a turmoil and needed absolute silence to sort out the overgrown weeds.

After a while, he got up and went to the door, and asked for a cigarette from the worker who was resting against the wall.The man was wearing overalls, with an unknown brand of cigarettes held between his yellowed fingertips, he only turned his head to look at Mu Feng's shiny leather shoes, then squinted his sleepy eyes and took out the cigarette case from his left breast pocket .

Mu Feng bent down to take one, and thanked the eldest brother who seemed to be asleep.

Sunshine came in from the gaps between the buildings, slanting across the narrow and secluded street, Mu Feng sighed, turned and went back to the coffee shop.

A brand new cigarette, burning alone on the ashtray, draws a straight line of smoke in the windless room.

Finally, Mu Feng fell asleep on the small sofa in the coffee shop.

Ten minutes later, when the second customer stepped in, he also ignored the waiter who came to greet him, and walked straight towards Mu Feng.