Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

what?

Fujiwara Takumi opened his eyes wide in a daze, and there was a faint light in his bright brown eyes.

As if he was frozen, his whole body was frozen and motionless, and he didn't feel at all that the opponent's arm that was originally supporting the car door... had changed its position.

The back of the head was gently clasped by warm palms, and the slender fingers of the left hand moved away from the thin chin, placed them on Fujiwara Takumi's thin waist, and gently embraced them.

The bodies of the two are just like the hug in the carriage that day, they fit together infinitely, so close that it makes people blush.

The only difference from that day's situation, and the place that completely broke through the hazy boundary, is... this delicate, soft, calm and restrained kiss.

It is obvious that when it is close to it, it is strong, but when it is really overwhelmed, its movements are extremely gentle.

It seems to be the last tolerance of a gentle hunter who allows him to repent at any time before he completely locks up his long-awaited prey.

However, Fujiwara Takumi, under extreme bewilderment, just let him probing step by step without moving, until he was kissed delicately with his chin raised, he did not make any move of resistance.

Summer nights always make people feel sticky, but this lingering kiss, which should be stickier, only gave him the refreshing taste he likes.

Mr. Ryosuke, and him... what happened?

Fujiwara Takumi thought in a daze.

The lips are a little cool, but the touch is very thin.

Mr. Ryosuke did not make any further moves to pry open his lips and teeth, but just gently, lightly...inch by inch, softly, but kept touching.

It's really gentle.

Like night dew finely crushing the veins of falling green leaves, from the corner of the lips along the shyly closed lip line, sliding over the peak of the lips extremely slowly.

It wasn't until it reached the slightly raised lips that the person being kissed tasted the wetness with a very light tobacco smell.

……what is that?

Fujiwara Takumi thought dimly, subconsciously stuck out a little tip of his tongue, and gently licked the slight moisture.

It was obviously tasteless, but a sweet feeling emerged in his mind.

It's a bit like the strawberry cake I tasted when I was a child at A Shu's house for his birthday.

It's also a bit like the bouquet of roses that Mr. Ryosuke gave him. When you get close, you can smell the sweet aroma at the end of your nose.

However, when he poked out that sensitive tip of his tongue again, he touched something the next moment.

Before Fujiwara Takumi could think about it, the palm that was gently clasping the back of his head, which separated the cold car door, tightened, and then slowly loosened.

The hand on his waist also slowly let go, and the pleasant smell of perfume lingering over him also faded a little with the distance.

Fujiwara Takumi blinked in bewilderment.

what.

It turned out that the kiss was over.

"you."

A ray of surprise flitted across the dark blue eyes.

Unexpectedly, the tip of Takumi's tongue would touch his lips quietly. Takahashi Ryosuke stared at Takumi, who was covered in a faint pink, and could not help but be spoiled and helpless in his tone: "I mean, really Do you understand?"

Fujiwara Takumi raised his jaw slightly, and quietly stared at Mr. Ryosuke, who was nearly ten centimeters taller than him. In his clear tea-brown eyes, it seemed clean and simple that could be seen to the end at a glance.

The dense fog in Hakone is still there, but he somehow knows that the night outside the dense fog must be beautiful with the moon and stars scattered.

Fujiwara Takumi was silent for a while, feeling the heart beating hard and anxiously in his chest, as if it was about to pop out in the next moment.

He couldn't explain how he felt, but miraculously knew what he wanted to say.

In order to suppress the shyness that was about to boil his whole body, he simply closed his eyes, then mustered up his courage, and said softly, "Mr. Navigator."

Although his eyes were closed, he could still clearly feel the gentle sight falling on his body.

This time, Fujiwara Takumi did not make any pause, but held his breath, and continued in a trembling voice.

"Tonight... the moonlight is so beautiful."

After saying these words, he instantly felt full of satisfaction and joy.

It turned out to be the case.

The indifferent Mr. Liangjie ten years ago and the gentle and considerate Mr. Liangjie ten years later will never overlap again with him.

——The former one was Mr. Takahashi who was only his former teammate, whom he yearned for, yearned for, and watched.

——The person in front of him is Mr. Ryosuke who is about to fall in love with him.

Whether it was for the former Natsuki or Mika, he had never had such surging emotions.

In the eyes of outsiders, the navigator, who is always a symbol of clear thinking and rational restraint, was once again stunned.

After a very short silence, he laughed softly, and for the first time the dark blue eyes were filled with fiery joy and love.

He gently embraced the person he admired who was closing his eyes nervously, his eyelashes trembling with the rapid heartbeat, and the thin eyelids seemed to be opened at any time.

Gently reprinting with his lips, he responded in a low voice with a magnetic voice full of blushing and beating: "Yes. The moon is very beautiful."

At night on the Daguanshan Highway, there are cicadas singing, thick fog, and...

Sitting in the FC co-pilot, Shi Hao had been completely forgotten.

From the shock of seeing the tragic scene at the beginning, he was forced to switch to witnessing Ryosuke Takahashi approaching out of control and kissing Takumi suddenly, blushing from the ambiguous atmosphere.

Then to the inexplicable excitement of overhearing the two confessing to each other, and finally when seeing the two lingering and kissing again, I don't know when I will be able to make a sound.

... He has never experienced such an embarrassing situation.

It would be nice if I could disappear secretly.

After some struggle and thinking, Shi Hao decided——

Slowly withdrew his hand on the doorknob, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Pretending to be sleeping, pretending to be sleeping, the ears of gossip are still standing up.

Fortunately, the thoughtful leader of Project D didn't embarrass him for too long.

Only a few minutes later, the moment Shi Hao heard the sound of Ryosuke's FC-3S engine being started, Ryosuke knocked lightly on the car window with his knuckles.

"I'm sorry, Shi Hao, to trouble you."

Takahashi Ryosuke smiled slightly and said, "Can you please return this car for me after we leave?"

"No problem at all."

Of course knowing that this was to take care of Takumi's feelings who would definitely be very shy, Shi Hao heaved a sigh of relief and agreed without hesitation.

Takahashi Ryosuke nodded lightly: "Thank you."

All the attention was focused on Mr. Ryosuke. He didn't expect Shi Hao's Fujiwara Takumi to be accompanying Shi Hao in FC. Beloved lovers left here.

And on the way back, even if he kept staring at the road ahead, Fujiwara Takumi could clearly feel Mr. Ryosuke's eyes gently falling on him.

This made him uncontrollably happy, but also a little embarrassed.

This natural intimacy reminded him once again: Mr. Ryosuke is not only the captain of Project D, but also his regular navigator partner, and even his closest lover.

For Mr. Ryosuke, he is not one of the team members, but a unique driver and... lover.

"That," Fujiwara Takumi, who racked his brains to find a topic and didn't want Mr. Ryosuke to feel that he was too boring, suddenly remembered the thought that was broken by the sudden kiss and confession just now, and couldn't help whispering: "I'm sorry, I lied to Mr. Ryosuke before."

"We are already in a dating relationship." However, Mr. Navigator, who heard this, did not pay attention to the 'deception' at all, and only pointed out the inappropriate title: "We used to be partners. At that time, it’s okay for Takumi to be so unfamiliar and polite. After just now, do you really want to continue calling me ‘Mr. Ryosuke’?”

"Uh."

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned for a moment, he couldn't find a reason to refuse, and he didn't want to refuse rationally.

He hesitated for a while, then spoke again with a slight embarrassment: "...Then, Ryosuke?"

The lover who got his wish smiled slightly, and responded softly: "Yeah."

Ryosuke.

Not Mr. Ryosuke.

Immersed in the novel and happy pink bubble, Fujiwara Takumi didn't realize that his thoughts of apologizing were interrupted again.

Takahashi Ryosuke asked naturally: "Can we make our relationship public to other people?"

Fujiwara Takumi thought carefully for a while, and said apologetically, "If possible, can you keep it a secret from others first, and then reveal it slowly when the time is ripe? Especially to Mr. Keisuke."

If Mr. Keisuke, the eldest brother who has always been revered, knows that he has snatched his brother Ryosuke in this way, he will definitely be furious.

In fact, for Fujiwara Takumi, the only person who needs to be explained is his father Fujiwara Bunta, and he doesn't have too many scruples.

Although there is no basis, he always believes that his father, who has gone through countless ups and downs, cannot be frightened by his new love.

Well.

Especially my father used to tease him countless times with the smell of perfume he got from Mr. Ryosuke, but now...

Not daring to think about the nonsense that his father said, such as "have you slept?", Fujiwara Takumi quickly stopped his thoughts and continued to diverge in this regard.

I wanted to hide it from other people first, but I mainly considered Mr. Ryosuke.

Whether it is the team members around Mr. Ryosuke or the family members behind him, it may be difficult to accept that they are together.

If it is Fujiwara Takumi who has the achievements ten years later, he will probably be able to smile calmly and confidently, and announce it to his relatives and friends around him.

But the current him is temporarily not worthy of Mr. Ryosuke, who is the heir of a large hospital, smart, good at driving, and gentle in character.

"Well, I'm waiting."

Silently understanding his concerns, Takahashi Ryosuke smiled lightly and agreed aloud.

"I will work hard." Fujiwara Takumi resisted his shyness, tried to put on a confident and mature appearance, and promised in a serious tone: "Mr. Ryosuke will not wait too long, we will be together openly... Please Be patient and wait for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand that was relaxed on the shift lever was gently held down by his lover in the co-pilot.

Fujiwara Takumi's heart skipped a beat for an instant.

The slender and well-defined fingers were covered with a layer of thin calluses from long-term typing on the keyboard and holding the scalpel, and they gently rubbed on the back of his hand.

The one being stroked is obviously the least sensitive back of the hand...

Why is it so comfortable.

A faint red color spread over Takumi's neck quietly.

"you forgot."

With a gentle and smiling voice, he slowly reminded: "It's not Mr. Ryosuke, it's Ryosuke."