salt by salt

It has been more than ten days since I returned to City B. Because I have to take care of the wound caused by the piercing and it is inconvenient to see people, I stayed in the house I was resettled in Songcheng and never went out.However, Song Cheng took back Xu Junyan's identity for me, and then went through the procedures for the transfer of shares. The thin document was held in my hand, which made me feel a little relieved.

"Well... don't pull... ah..."

Song Cheng bit one nipple, and gently hooked the chain with his fingers.Although I knew he couldn't use force, I was still worried about being torn and injured or being damaged by him, so I was forced to puff out my chest to meet him.

The wound on the nipple was scabbed and no longer itchy. However, with the two small gold rings, there was no special place that became extremely sensitive, and my scalp would tingle if it was rubbed by the coat.

The nameplate hanging on the gold chain is not very heavy, but this existence seems to be constantly exerting external stimulation on it, and my nipples have to keep standing upright for a long time.

But in a few days, it has turned into a ripe red color, and it seems to be much bigger than before, and it looks particularly abrupt on the chest.

City B is much colder than City S, and wearing a thick coat can cover your chest.But it doesn’t even have to wait until summer, as long as the heating starts, sweaters and shirts can no longer cover me, then how should I face others or curious or strange eyes?

I supported Song Cheng's arm, slowly lowered my waist, and swallowed his long thick penis into my body.

The gold chain was dangling in front of my wet chest, and the stuffing inside made my breathing messy. I don't need to think about how lewd I look now, but Song Cheng whispered that I was beautiful.

I close my eyes.

After each time, he would kiss me from the neck to the ankle, and then praise my body in an overly gentle tone.Even the disabled left leg, with a long brown scar on the knee, was kissed reverently by him.

I don't know if it was intentional, or another kind of sympathy—Song Cheng said that I was like a butterfly, always trembling in his hands.

I told him not to speak again, but he smiled and said that the way I covered my face and avoided was attractive.

Song Cheng hugged me and did it once in front of the bathroom mirror.After he inserted the whole thing, he played with my genitals like a toy. My lower abdomen convulsed, and I unconsciously wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his weakly hanging legs in the mirror, and his naked body was wrapped in his arms, revealing a thin and pale back.

Occasionally, being fucked too deeply, I struggled under his control, and suddenly found myself moaning like crying.

like a woman.

Back on the bed for the last time, Song Cheng hugged me and inserted from behind.He came straight in without a condom.I stretched my waist and rubbed my genitals with the soft pillow, and I climaxed embarrassingly, but instead of ejaculating, the semen flowed out of the bell mouth.

Song Cheng leaned over and kissed me softly.

I just felt that I was going to be out of breath, and I thought tiredly, now I am not a man anymore, I am afraid I will never be able to hug others again.

"Toshihiko, your hair is a bit long."

Song Cheng embraced my body from behind, raised his hand to lift the end of my hair.I spit out the mouthwash, the smell of mint filled my mouth lightly, and I responded indifferently.

He asked softly: "your brother has been asking to meet you, do you want to see him?"

"This kind of thing depends on you, not me." I said, "What's the use of my unilateral thinking, I wonder if you are generous enough?"

I vowed to accept Andre's intervention before, but I want to see how far he can go.Hearing my answer, Song Cheng froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly, lowered his head and gently touched the skin at the end of my hair with his lips.

So the next day, I saw Andre sitting on the sofa.

He was thinner than the last time we met, and his skin was fairer, even to the point of shocking, the fingertips that stretched out to me were almost transparent under the light.

"Brother, I miss you so much." He said softly, "I went to S city a few days ago, only to find that you have come back. You didn't even tell me, and I made a wasteful trip."

The gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and Andre tilted his head, showing the most beautiful smile that I couldn't help myself.However, perhaps because of the tacit understanding between the brothers, I realized that his expression was a bit reluctant.

When we first met, he pretended to be indifferent, which made me vaguely realize that the real him was hidden under the iceberg-like appearance.At this moment, the sweet smile on Andre's face seemed to be another mask, covering up a deeper self.

"Are you okay?" I originally wanted to accuse him of the absurd things he did before he left, but I couldn't help but caressed his cheek, "It's only been a few days, how did you lose so much weight?"

He asked for a kiss pitifully: "Without my elder brother, I don't think about eating and drinking as a whole."

I didn't dare to let him kiss me casually, so I turned my head away and looked at Song Cheng who was sitting on the other side of the sofa.He looked at the two of us silently, meeting my gaze, his dark eyes were dark and full of emotions.

"Brother looks at what other people do, and he is not as good-looking as me, so you look at me."

Andre suddenly tasted it, straddled me, held my hot face with his hands, pressed my head forcefully and kissed it.He kissed for a while, and when he saw that I was out of breath, he separated slightly, bit my lips like a puppy, licked and kissed me chaotically, and continued after I recovered.

The clear sound of chirping water sounded in my ears, and I was surrounded by the intoxicating aroma of roses on Andre's body. It took me a long time to remember that this was a perfume he often used when he first returned to China.

Also... I don't know if he deliberately reduced the burden on me, I always feel that his weight is a bit too light.

After the kiss was over, Andre was already emotional, and he pressed hard on my leg.His eyes are full of charm, and I was about to remind him that this is the restraint point of Songcheng's territory, but I was caught off guard and hugged.

"Brother, don't move around, be careful if you fall, it will hurt your legs." He spoke briskly, but looked at Song Cheng coldly, "Borrow the lower bedroom."

I turned my head to look at Song Cheng like a reflex, and a sudden impulse surged up in my heart.In fact, I don't need his concession, I hope he refuses, I hope he says no, so that he will completely become a vulgar, selfish, ordinary person dominated by love.

Song Cheng picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip slowly.His eyes were lowered, his face was quiet, he didn't even look at this side: "Please go ahead."

The loosened fingers clenched tightly to cover up the momentary suffocation, and I buried my head into Andre's neck.

I do not understand.Song Cheng, I don't understand.

Can your love allow a third person to exist?

Andre was very angry at the nipple ring that appeared on my chest, biting and gnawing at it, which tortured me enough.Recently, I have indulged too much, and knowing that Song Cheng was just outside the door, I was in a very complicated mood, so I didn't make it to the end with him, and helped him get it out with half hands and half mouth.

"Brother. Brother, brother, brother..."

I wiped the cum off my face and sighed, "Stop barking like an idiot."

"I miss you so much." Andre kissed my face tirelessly and played with my fingers, "Is it boring to live here, brother? Let's go home, okay? I still have the key to your house, now Get someone to clean it up."

I lay down beside him: "I have to discuss this matter with Song Cheng."

"Why?" He pretended to be innocent and widened his eyes, "Could it be that he still wants to snatch my brother away like in Jincheng?"

I smiled and nodded his nose. This bad guy never forgets to dig holes for others, but he forgets that he has done the same bad thing: "Isn't it more dangerous to live with you?"

He paused, and acted like a baby recklessly: "I won't be like this in the future, brother, you trust me."

"You pack it up first, I might go back after a while." I touched his beautiful face and changed the subject, "Andre, haven't you eaten well recently? No matter how thin you are, you will look ugly gone."

He didn't answer, just took my hand and pressed it tightly against his slightly red cheeks, with a nostalgic and peaceful expression.

Like a cute blonde angel.

I did it for too long last night, I yawned a little sleepily, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep in this position.When he woke up, Andre was no longer by his side, and the scent of roses in the room disappeared.

The delicious smell of the stewed soup could be heard, I scratched my hair in embarrassment, and after a long period of mental preparation, I pushed the door open.

Song Cheng wore an apron and was busy in the spacious kitchen, the bright lights fell on the meals on the dining table.

"Have you rested?" He noticed me, as if he hadn't noticed anything in the afternoon, and said without malice, "I was thinking about waking you up, wash your hands and have dinner."

After washing my hands, I silently opened the chair and sat down. Song Cheng filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of me: "The black-bone chicken soup has added angelica and astragalus, which has the effect of invigorating energy and nourishing qi. Junyan, you have worked so hard, I think I should need it."

I've never seen him say such yin and yang words before, his face suddenly burned up, and he gritted his teeth so as not to stand up and leave: "Song Cheng, what do you mean?"

"Literally." He looked calm, pretending to be that fake gentle look, "I'm thinking about you, I'm afraid your body won't be able to take it."

"It's just inexplicable!" I took a deep breath, "If you can't accept Andre, you can just say—"

Song Cheng's eyes flickered, and then quickly returned to normal, as if it was just my illusion.His tone became lighter: "It has nothing to do with him. If you don't want to drink soup, you can eat other dishes. Didn't you say you wanted sweet and sour short ribs yesterday..."

I pushed away the soup bowl: "No more."

"Skipping dinner is bad for your stomach." Song Cheng held my wrist, as if he wanted to smile at me, but he couldn't squeeze out that smile, "Junyan, it's rare to make a joke, why are you so easily angry?"

I stared into his eyes, trying to find a flaw in them.However, Song Cheng just let me stare gently, until I caught a glimpse of the gauze wrapped around his finger from the corner of my eye.

"What's going on here?" I pursed my lips, "Blood is oozing out."

"I scratched the skin a little while chopping the pork ribs, it's okay, it doesn't hurt." He took a piece of sweet and sour short ribs into my bowl, and said softly, "Do you want to taste it?"

After hesitating again and again, I still raised my chopsticks again and put the spare ribs covered in red-brown sauce into my mouth.The taste is sweet and sour, the flesh is firm, and it is indeed very delicious.

"That's good." Seeing me nodding, Song Cheng finally smiled.Caressing my face with gauze-wrapped fingers, he murmured, "Toshihiko, as long as you like, you can do anything."