Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Song Ye half-raised his head, the back of his head was firmly supported by the palm, and the arms around his waist increased his strength. Before he could react, his lips were already pressed by the hot temperature, and then he was tortured like a storm.

The scorching breath enveloped him with the familiar cold fragrance, and Song Ye's mind went blank, leaving only a clear consciousness——

Pei Hanmo was kissing him.

Different from the previous two accidental kisses, Pei Hanmo seemed to be a different person, his usual gentleness and consideration were all gone, his whole body was full of madness and possessiveness, wantonly plundering Song Ye, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Song Ye bit back instinctively, which provoked Pei Hanmo to attack more forcefully, taking all the air out of his mouth, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Song Ye's body became limp and weak, and he pushed Pei Hanmo lightly with his hands, but he couldn't move at all. He relied on Pei Hanmo's strength to support him so that he wouldn't be so kissed that he couldn't stand up.

Suddenly, a trace of blood smelt in the mouth, and when the two lips separated, a transparent silver thread was pulled out, and the warm fingertips pressed and rubbed Song Ye's lips, making the already rosy lips more vivid.

"Snapped!"

A red mark appeared on the back of Pei Hanmo's hand.

"What are you crazy about!"

Song Ye's voice was weak, and he was obviously vulnerable after being bullied. The corners of his eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Seeing that Pei Hanmo wanted to repeat the action just now, his Adam's apple rolled, his voice was hoarse and could make the ears go numb, "Does it hurt you?"

Song Ye stared at him for a moment, finally gave in, and said angrily: "Take care of your wound."

At first he was frightened by Pei Hanmo's sudden madness, but later his anger became more of a factor. When he thought that his legs were really weak after being kissed, he couldn't help but get angry. It must be because he was not prepared, otherwise his legs would be weak It's not him anymore!

After he figured it out, Song Ye remembered the mess around him, everything on the coffee table was swept to the ground, the table was tilted, it was obvious that he had experienced a big battle before he came.

"Your mother..."

"Don't speak foul language." Pei Hanmo came over with a medicine box, consciously found a good chair and sat down, quietly waiting for Song Ye to give him medicine.

"...Your mother," Song Ye felt very strange, but changed back to the original statement, "I was asking where your mother is going..."

"Let's go." Pei Hanmo's expression was calm, he didn't look like someone who had just experienced chaos, but the next light words made people feel the heaviness inside, "When I came back, I sobered up, and went out after going crazy."

It was hard for Song Ye to imagine that all this was caused by that gentle and gentle mother. He didn't know what to say for a while, holding a cotton swab in one hand, and gently exerting force on Pei Hanmo's chin with the other hand. The fierceness tore the opening even wider, and there was also a wound on the thin lip.

He bit it.

Seeing that Song Ye was staring at him without moving, and the roots of his ears were still getting redder, Pei Hanmo smiled lightly, the shock brought by his words spread to Song Ye's palm, pulling him back to his sanity.

"If you look at me like that, I'll think you're thinking about doing it again."

Again?

Kiss him one more time? !

Song Ye's subordinates worked hard, and when they heard Pei Hanmo's inhalation with satisfaction, he said happily, "You still dare to mess around like this?"

Pei Hanmo's eyes were dark and deep, and his eyes flicked across Song Ye's face inch by inch, greedily like a thirsty person in the desert seeing an oasis, eager to take it away.

He looked away, needing to find something else to distract him.

"She has been like this for as long as I can remember. She has good and bad moods. When the good times are good, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world. I don't need a father to live better than everyone else."

Song Ye thought that the matter of his injury would just be taken over like this. After all, it was Pei Hanmo's family matter and he couldn't get involved. He didn't expect him to say it out of the blue.

Then Pei Hanmo began to take off his clothes, taking off his shirt to reveal his vigorous upper body, with many bruises from bumps on it, just like the wounds Song Ye had seen on his face before.

"The few times you said you accidentally bumped into it before, your mother... beat you too?"

Pei Hanmo said: "It's not hitting, she never thought of hitting me, only when she was insane, she would treat me as that person, point at me and scold me, cry after scolding, and throw things randomly when she couldn't control her temper. From cups and bowls to kettles, as large as table shoe racks, everything that can be smashed can be smashed."

At that time, he was still young, and he watched his gentle mother suddenly change her face. One second she was holding a beautiful cake to make him make a wish, and the next second she threw the cake on him.He escaped in the dead of night, squatted on the side of the road with injuries all over his body, and waited a whole day hungry before being taken back.

The man hugged him and apologized while weeping, and took him to buy broken furniture. When he was young, he thought that madness was just a nightmare, and when he woke up, it was the mother who had treated him best in the world.

Later, he realized that the calm before the madness was a sweet dream. In the dream, he was still a naive child who only begged for sweets. Outside the dream, he stood disheveled on the stool and put his feet on the stool, facing the girl who was taller than him. The sink washes the dishes all day, just to fill the stomach with a meal.

There are too many nightmares, so he simply doesn't even look forward to sweet dreams. Without hope, there will be no despair. The world is already colorless, and any disguised color is short-lived. If you can't keep it, simply don't have it.

Gradually, he found himself facing the crazy mother, from panic to spectating, he replaced all the delicate and fragile furniture with cheap and simple wood products, so he didn't have to buy them again every time he went crazy.He would even walk into the kitchen unhurriedly when his mother was hysterical and wanted him to die, and then when she came back rationally, he would bring out hot meals and invite her to eat.

But usually Pei Hanmo eats quietly, with Pei's mother crying and confessing, all of which he is indifferent to.

Even when he said it now, Pei Hanmo's face remained calm, as if he was an outsider telling someone else's story. Only when Song Ye frowned did his indifference show a crack.

"It hurts here too, it seems to be scratched."

Pei Hanmo tilted his head and pointed at the side of his neck. There was a gash where the hair tail covered him, and the blood had already congealed.

Song Ye's dignified expression became speechless, "...you can wait until it heals."

This person seems to be too indifferent to the pain, Song Ye couldn't help mocking: "Your reflex arc can circle the earth three times, right?"

Pei Hanmo laughed louder and louder, until the whole room was filled with laughter.

The mess in front of him became pleasing to the eye because of the appearance of this person. From the moment he opened the door, the gloomy room shone with dazzling light, pulling him back from hell to the world.

At that moment, Pei Hanmo didn't even think about it, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, he wanted to keep this piece of color, and the colorful world was within reach.

Then he caught his light.

Song Ye tidied up the medicine box, looked around, and finally saw the trash can behind the door, "If you're hungry, eat something..."

The packaged supper fell by the door, luckily it didn't spill out, Song Ye picked it up and turned around, saw Pei Hanmo standing facing him, and took off his trousers at some point.

? ? !

"You...you can't go to the bathroom to take off after taking a shower?!"

Song Ye's eyes swept over his long, slender, white legs, and fell a few points up to the bulging part. His eyes seemed to be scalded to the point of quickly moving away. There were several bruises on his upper body. He thought that his palms had rubbed them of......

Song Ye felt that his throat was a little dry.

The person in front of him has only one pair of underwear all over his body, and his wide shoulders and narrow waist are comparable to the standard figure of a male model. It can be said to be a very eye-catching sight.Song Ye felt uncomfortable all over, and his eyes couldn't look in the right direction. In the end, he could only stare at Pei Hanmo's face, trying to increase the volume to cover up his guilty conscience.

"Does it make you feel superior to show your figure in front of me! No matter how good your figure is, I won't—"

Pei Hanmo raised his eyes with innocent eyes, "I just suddenly remembered... I also have injuries on my legs."

"..."

Only then did Song Ye see the alcohol in his hand, which hurt his thigh, and he had to take off his pants to apply the medicine. As soon as Pei Hanmo was about to deal with it, Song Ye yelled at him inexplicably.

Not only was Pei Hanmo not annoyed, but the smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger until the wound on the corner of his mouth was accidentally pulled, but his eyes were full of smiles when he looked at Song Ye.

"So you think I have a good figure? Do you like...my legs? Do you think the bottom looks better than the top?"

Every time Pei Hanmo said something, Song Ye's face turned red with embarrassment, "Why don't you read it? Or...do you like my face more?"

Song Ye became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up!"

Not only did Pei Hanmo not listen, he was still challenging his limit. The large area of ​​exposed skin brought him a strong visual impact, but this person didn't notice it, or deliberately approached Song Ye, and the familiar breath excited him. It reminded Song Ye of the strange agitation in his heart.

"Don't you want to do something to me?"

Song Ye's face darkened suddenly, and he looked at him expressionlessly, "Sit down."

When Pei Hanmo heard the words, he didn't make any more messes, but the pity on his face was obvious.

Song Ye: "..."

How much does this person want him to do...

The injury on the outside of the thigh was the most serious on the body. Song Ye couldn't figure out Pei Hanmo's brain circuit, so he suddenly remembered it?

Song Ye found that Pei Hanmo's IQ has declined recently, probably since he agreed to let him pursue him, Pei Hanmo's IQ has become more and more close to the stupid son of the village head next door, who said that people in love will become stupid, this is not yet true. This has been the case since the beginning of dating, if in the future...wouldn't it just be the bottom of the list?

Song Ye was thinking wildly, but he didn't notice that the eyes staring at him from above his head gradually deepened.

"Okay, you don't take a shower tonight—"

Simultaneously with the voice, Song Ye's other hand was retracted. He turned his head in shock, and looked at Pei Hanmo with incredible eyes, and his eyes drifted down uncontrollably.

That is, the place he accidentally touched just now became majestic and majestic when he didn't pay attention, and under his gaze at this moment... it seemed bigger.

Song Ye was full of thoughts, what did this guy eat to grow up? !

Then he heard Pei Hanmo call him, his voice was hoarse, full of strange feelings.

"Song Ye, don't you intend to take responsibility?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-0208:24:59~2021-09-0308:24:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of spicy hot pot;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!