fingertips around

"Xiao, Xiao Shuyuan..." Zheng Yao faced him face to face, and the distance between them was close at hand.

"Yao Yao," Xiao Shuyuan held Zheng Yao's restless hand, and freed his other hand to wrap around Zheng Yao's waist to prevent him from falling, "You are drunk."

"I'm not drunk," Zheng Yao wanted to break free, but Xiao Shuyuan's strength was like a drop in the bucket for Xiao Shuyuan. His strength was no match for others, and his tone revealed deep grievances, "I'm not drunk."

Xiao Shuyuan sighed almost inaudibly, as if recalling some embarrassing past events, he stopped pressing Zheng Yao's hand, put one hand on the marble table, then held Zheng Yao's hand, kissed his fingers Jian, the hands that played the guitar all the year round grew thin calluses, "Yao Yao, you will regret it."

Zheng Yao's voice was filled with a deep cry, and he said word by word, "Xiao Shuyuan, you bastard. You just said that you like me and kissed me, and you are not responsible."

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Zheng Yao was wearing a basic short-sleeved shirt with a slightly low round neckline. The two raised and straight collarbones were unobstructed, and his chest heaved up and down due to the sound of accelerated breathing.

Xiao Shuyuan's heart suddenly softened into a mess, he looked at Zheng Yao with both a laugh and a smile, stroked the back of Zheng Yao's head one after another, first frowned, and then showed a helpless self-deprecating smile.

He easily held Zheng Yao's slender waist with one hand, "Hold me tight."

Zheng Yao nodded subconsciously, and obediently tightened the strength of his arms.Before he had time to guess what Xiao Shuyuan was going to do next, he felt his body lighten.

He felt dizzy. Zheng Yao didn't know how he was carried to the bed in the bedroom. He just felt his body sink into the soft mattress. Light.

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Xiao Shuyuan turned off the light in the bedroom, leaving only the night light on the bedside table, which emitted a warm yellow light, coating Zheng Yao's cheeks with a layer of tenderness.

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"relax."

"I, I'm not nervous." Zheng Yao closed his eyes and denied it stubbornly. Thinking of the reason why they got married, although he was a little ashamed, he gritted his teeth, "Anyway...it's not the first time."

Xiao Shuyuan's movement of staying on Zheng Yao's back paused for a few seconds, and the air was quiet for a while, before he heard his voice lacking in confidence, "... This is the first time."

Xiao Shuyuan was the only sober person that night, and he remembered all the details.Zheng Yao's wine was tampered with, and he was taken to the hotel. When he opened the door, he was already unconscious, and his breathing was hot, which almost set Xiao Shuyuan on fire from the inside out.

He clasped Zheng Yao's restless hands with one hand, easily carried them behind Zheng Yao's back, and then carried him carefully onto the bed.But he underestimated Zheng Yao's strength, so many years of trainee experience, the muscles of the whole body are not for nothing, and the phrase that a lean camel is bigger than a horse is used to describe Zheng Yao.

Xiao Shuyuan lightly supported the back of Zheng Yao's head, making his pillow more comfortable, but he never thought that the mantis, cicada and oriole were behind him. Zheng Yao hooked his neck, and then raised a leg and pushed Xiao Shuyuan back on the bed.

The eyes looking at Xiao Shuyuan were blurred, but there seemed to be endless strength in his arms, supporting his sides. Zheng Yao maintained this posture, looking at him motionless.

Those guarded eyes made Xiao Shuyuan feel so guilty that even his breathing slowed down.

Xiao Shuyuan watched Zheng Yao start to fight, closed his eyes little by little, and his arms began to be a little unsupported, his upper body wobbled, his originally straight arms turned into bent elbows, and the distance between the two was stretched. extremely close.

The bent elbow finally turned into a prone position, and Zheng Yao's lips pressed against Xiao Shuyuan's without warning.

It is true that I took him to the hotel after drinking, it is true that I kissed him, and it is false that I had sex with him.

He picked up Zheng Yao from the bed, "Yao Yao, I'm a big liar."

"Then why do I wake up in pain the next day?"

Xiao Shuyuan explained in a low voice, "I pinched it."

Zheng Yao just realized with hindsight, why did he always feel strange.

Logically speaking, even if you can't remember what happened in the bar that day in your mind, your body will still have memories.For example, Zheng Yao hasn't danced or played the guitar for a long time, but when he hears familiar songs, his body will still dance those dance moves imprinted in his bones reflexively.

Zheng Yao was a little dazed, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart. It was not appropriate to say that he was lucky, and maybe the disappointment accounted for a greater proportion.

His eyes began to heat up, and he tried hard to contain his emotions, but his voice was trembling, "So you did all this to trick me into marrying you?"

"En." Xiao Shuyuan nodded guilty.

"Then, make up for the last time." The body of the man in front of him was unfamiliar to Zheng Yao, but there was a voice in his body clamoring.

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Zheng Yao's body had already softened, and Xiao Shuyuan's voice seemed to come from afar, with reverberation.Sweat was dripping from his forehead, physiological tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and his throat made a broken breath sound, like a drowning person struggling to stick his head out of the water to ask for help.

Zheng Yao sings well, this is something Xiao Shuyuan has known for a long time, but it is also the first time he knows that there is a scale table in Zheng Yao's body.

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Zheng Yao's sweat-wet face made Zheng Yao look a bit embarrassed, but it also carried a blood-boiling impact.