ashamed

That being said -

They were just watching TV side by side on the big bed in the seaside hotel.

At 11:30, the night market dispersed, leaving behind the night wind wandering alone in the empty street. They found a simple and clean room across the sea, took turns taking a shower, and sat at the end of the double bed together to watch entertainment programs. The balcony door was opened, sending in some pleasant cool night breeze, which dried the remaining water stains on the skin. Si Jun was shirtless, and the muscles in his arms and abdomen were obvious but not ferocious. Tong Youming suffered like at home. Sitting next to him, but unprecedented tension.

He is a young man in his early twenties. He is easily incited by the environment. It is normal to have a desire for the person he likes. Not waiting nor is it.

Si Jun didn't know if he had noticed the change in his mood. He pointed to the entertainers on TV who were laughing during the interactive session, and said, "Come and play a game."

He turned sideways, resting his elbows on his knees lazily, "The one who loses in boxing games tells a secret."

Tong Youming was running a hundred and eight thousand miles, and nodded without thinking.

The host on TV shouted "rock-paper-scissors", and they responded.Si Jun is cloth, Tong Youming is fist.He didn't take this kind of non-technical win or loss to heart, and focused on thinking about what kind of secrets he should exchange.

His eyes moved from side to side, his fingers rubbing the tip of his nose is a small movement unique to hesitation, his cheeks bulged slightly, and he finally said, "I accidentally saw a girl take off her clothes when I was in the third grade of junior high school."

Si Jun's malicious smile made his cheeks burn, and the man seemed to get closer, interested, "What's your reaction?"

Tong Youming straightened his face, "No response."

Si Jun suppressed a smile, and under his urging, guessed the second punch, but lost as expected.

"What should I tell you?"

He spoke slowly, and seemed to be talking to himself, leaning over Tong Youming's ear and blowing slowly.

"--I'm hard."

Si Jun turned off the bedside lamp, leaving only a layer of palpable darkness between them.

Bearing the sudden burst of heartbeat, Tong Youming stretched out his hand to support the thick sheet, and did not escape the other party's kiss, but his breathing became fragmented due to tension, and a youthful and sweet taste came from the tip of his tongue, which made people feel Asking is not enough.

The kiss was deliberately stretched for a long time, like a soft silk thread silently clinging to the nerves, Tong Youming arched his waist unnaturally, so that he could thoroughly feel the heat of the lips rubbing together, Si Jun bit His lower lip, the courtship signal of some beast.

—He was always in control.But he was gentle, as if holding his hand and asking him if he wanted to leave.

Tong Youming was completely sunk under the opponent, staring at Si Jun's face through the dim thin screen, his fingers slid down the sharp black and white lines on the side face, as if this was the only way he could express his wishes at the moment; the body The unexpected pain when he was entered made him strangle Si Jun by the back of his neck, and his physical tears were forced to stop at the corners of his eyes, but Si Jun seemed to be frightened by his appearance. Both seem overly cautious, which seems very unlike him, even under the circumstances.Si Jun kissed his forehead and asked hoarsely, "Did I hurt you?"

The answer is that Tong Youming seldom asks for a kiss proactively. His wet eyelashes rubbed against Si Jun's cheek, and he said softly, "No..."

He even showed a shy smile instinctively when his eyes met, "...you are so kind."

But he looked too much like he was crying.

"At first I didn't understand, but then I just gave up thinking about it." He buried his head on Si Jun's shoulder, making every movement of his lips turn into a kiss, "Maybe it's just because... I've never met someone like you before Bar."

He heard Si Jun's stagnant breathing, and then hugged him even harder, as if welcoming some kind of lost and found reunion, but he had no time to pursue this relief any longer.

The next day, Tong Youming woke up once at dawn, touched Si Jun's arm and fell asleep again in a daze. The man seemed to be hugging him all the time during the half-dream and half-awake, and the warmth of the skin-to-skin felt an indescribable peace of mind. ; When he woke up again, he could feel the movement of Si Jun desperately pushing into his arms. When he laughed, there was a tenderness that had been brewing in his chest all night, "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble..."

Just after eight o'clock after getting up and washing, they walked out of the hotel and bought sandwiches and milk tea downstairs. When Tong Youming reached out to take the wrapped kraft paper bag from the window, he felt numb and sore waist as expected. Jun seemed to have expected it a long time ago, put the cigarette in his mouth, stepped forward a few steps, and brought the person into the crook of his arm, and picked up the paper bag with the other hand, and thanked the saleswoman.

Tong Youming had no choice but to maintain this awkward posture and walk forward, touching Si Jun with innocent eyes of condemnation, and ended up being stuffed into a taxi with his blushing face.

"thanks for treatment."

Before leaving, the man whispered to him, and closed the car door considerately when he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to have an attack. Tong Youming watched his figure disappear from the sight from the car window, and he didn't know how long it took to turn around.

—but he looks so pretty when he smiles.

Si Jun didn't come back all night, and Chu Qing didn't want to know where he went, because he would definitely get an answer that would make him scoff.

However, when the dog returned to the hotel triumphantly at noon, he still couldn't restrain the urge to roll his eyes, "Go to the toilet to clean up the expression on your face, and pack your brain before you come out."

Si Jun was so happy that he couldn't express it more expressively. He tightly held the hand of the director who was wearing a nightgown and had hairy legs, "Dude, you are so handsome today, I want to treat you to dinner!"

director:"……"

Chu Qing walked silently to a far corner, pretending that he was just traveling with a group.