Don't miss the time when I love you

Warm light shone on his fair skin, some rough palms grabbed his round shoulders, and his thin lips trembled slightly, "I don't know".

He could imagine Qin Lei's painful and gloomy face, and a string in his heart was tensed, but he wanted to lean on the broad shoulders behind him, he was too selfish!

Looking at the tender kiss-mark on her chest, Xiang Chen whispered, "I hate who I am now!"

Yang Xu tightened his fingers nervously and it hurt Xiang Chen, "Are you going to say again, don't see each other again?"

"..." He knew what he was thinking!

Xiang Chen nodded slightly, his hair drooped with his movements, revealing his fair neck.

"Are you so cruel to abandon me?"

Xiang Chen bit her lip, clenched her hands tightly in the bathtub, and the shallow scar on her wrist was painful. "Didn't you do the same back then, and left me?"

Yang Xu's wheat-colored arms encircled his frail body. He noticed Xiang Chen's tightly clenched hands in the clear bathtub. A shallow scar on his wrist caught his attention. Yang Xu's rough palms tightly held his slender hands "This scar?"

Xiang Chen wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by him. He didn't want to show his cowardice, so he bowed his head in silence.

"Is it because of me again?" Yang Xu stared at him with a subtle change in expression, and said softly, "You committed suicide because of me, right?"

The fingers caught by him trembled slightly, Yang Xu raised his hand to kiss the shallow scar as if he knew something, and said in a painful and deep voice, "You are right to leave me".

Yang Xu didn't spend the night at Xiangchen's house, dragged his tired body back home, threw himself on the bed and looked at the ceiling, the faint light of early morning shone into the small space, "It's all over!"

It's all over!It should be over!

The sea is calm, the sea is still quiet, as if asleep, there is no wind, no waves, the sea water has solidified, like a thick piece of glass, lying there, motionless, the sky has a red light , the morning light scattered on the face of Xiang Chen who had stood by the window for a long time, a little cold.

Holding a gray coat in his arms, Xiang Chen leaned close to his nose to sniff his breath greedily, and slowly lowered his arms, "Do you want to return it to him?"

Yang Xu closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice at the last second of his deep sleep, "Will he come and return the coat to me?"

In the private room of the nightclub, there are only a few wall lamps emitting dim light in the huge private room, and slow dance music is playing on the 40-inch screen. Holding a wine glass in one hand, the other provocatively caressed his slender legs in black stockings. The woman leaned on his arms and acted like a baby, with thick eye makeup and red lips pursing slightly, "Boss Bin, you drink!" Too much, can I take you back later?"

Bin Hong raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked sideways at the woman, and smiled crookedly, "Okay!"

Bin Hong hasn't touched a woman for a long time, he is so obsessed with An Yan being pressed under him and calling his name, his eyes are blurred!

He is not a dedicated person, and he still can't refuse such a sexy woman. He is glad in his heart that he is still the Binhong who never refuses, and he has not been trapped by a boy.

Saying goodbye to his friends in a hurry, Binhong put his arms around the girl's slender waist and got into his red Ferrari. The girl sat in the driver's seat and asked, "Where is your home?"

"My house," Bin Hong's words stopped suddenly, he was still conscious after drinking too much, he remembered that An Yan said that he didn't like to lie on the bed where those women used to lie, "Don't go to my house, find a hotel!"

"Hotel? Okay!" The girl's expression was so weird that she didn't think much about starting the car and turning around to leave the parking lot of the nightclub.

In the hotel, in the corridor covered with gray carpet, a woman with heavy make-up took Bin Hong's hand to find the room. Bin Hong withdrew his hand and whispered, "Wait, I think I drank a little too much today,".

The woman opened the door, but the light hadn't been turned on yet. Seeing Bin Hong's hesitant expression, she was very unhappy. While kissing Bin Hong's lips, she took off the fur coat on her body, and the tight dress highlighted her exquisiteness.

Soft lips, slender waist, groans and groans from time to time, Bin Hong gradually responded to the woman's enthusiasm, hot tongue entangled in her mouth, the woman took off the tights on her own initiative, pushed Bin Hong down on the bed and sat astride Around his waist, the black lace bra tightly gathered her crisp breasts, which was extremely alluring.

Bin Hong let her take off his shirt to reveal his chest and abdominal muscles. He drank a little too much and became dizzy. At this time, the woman kissed his neck all the way down. Looking at her wavy hair, and then touching her fair skin provocatively, in a trance, she felt that the soft body below her belonged to the well-behaved man with a cold expression in his mind, and softly whispered "An Yan, call me by my name".

The woman under him was startled, only to hear that his surname was Bin from the sisters, but she really couldn't remember his full name. The woman asked in a low voice, "Boss Bin, what's your full name?"

Bin Hong's body stiffened from the desire she aroused just now, as if being poured by cold water, he lost interest, turned over and sat up and supported his aching head, "You go!"

"Boss, don't be angry. I just don't know your name? Just tell me otherwise!" The woman climbed onto his shoulder and said coquettishly.

"Forget it, let me go!" Bin Hong buttoned up his shirt, stood up, picked up his jacket, took out a stack of money from his wallet, and put it on the table. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the woman's stunned expression.

Before closing the door, Binhong heard the woman curse "crazy" in dissatisfaction.

Bin Hong smiled crookedly, looked up at the dim light in the corridor, with his coat draped over his shoulders, and sighed, "I also think I'm crazy."

The night is silent, the moon is dim, and the winter night sky is darker and bluer against the white land, which makes people feel the loneliness and desolation of the winter night. There is no one on the street, and the silence is terrifying.

The dazzling red Ferrari was parked on the side of the road. Bin Hong leaned against the car door, wrapped his coat tightly, lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, then raised his head and let it out. The light in the ward at the window on the fifth floor of the building was still on, with a faint light.

Raising his hand to look at his watch, he had been waiting for an hour, and Bin Hong, who never waited for anyone, did not feel impatient.

Bin Hong looked up and saw that the light in the ward was turned off, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his heart became anticipation.

After a while, An Yan ran out from the hospital door wearing a black down jacket, and saw Bin Hong not far away, with a shallow smile, waving "Bin Hong" to him.

The pale street lamp shone on his peaceful and gentle face, Bin Hong's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, it was so tight, he threw away the cigarette in his hand, and leaned forward uncontrollably towards him with open arms With big strides, when he approached, he pulled him into his arms, tightened his arms, buried his head into his neck and sniffed his scent, "Is that you, An Yan?"

An Yan's eyes widened in astonishment. His body was cold, and he seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He smelled the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on the man's body mixed with the scent of the woman's perfume, and his eyes were dimmed. He went to a nightclub tonight. It doesn't belong to him, so he has no right to question his whereabouts, and said flatly, "My mother vomited, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long!"

Bin Hong put his arms around his waist and turned to push him against the car door, "Then make it up to me!" After speaking, he leaned down and kissed his lips, and pressed his lower body tightly against him, "Call my name!"

An Yan found it inexplicable and said "Bin Hong, Bin Hong" in a flat and obedient tone.

"No." Bin Hong was a little annoyed, wrapped his arms around his waist, opened the car door and threw him in. The space in the car was so small that it took a lot of trouble to take off a single piece of clothing. Bin Hong took off An Yan's jeans to reveal his white, tender and smooth legs. Legs and crotch, the thing that was raised up, Bin Hong only opened the zipper of his trousers and took out the thing that was raised up high. He put An Yan's legs on his shoulders, leaned forward and lowered his body to slowly enter him, "Bin Hong, ,pain".

Bin Hong stroked his clean legs, tongue, head licked, licked his calves, the tired cheeks of the person under him were a little flushed, and the full lips were slightly opened, "Mmm,".

The air in the car became thinner and thinner, and An Yan could only get oxygen by gasping for breath. Bin Hong held on to the foggy car glass, and tightened his waist. There was a high-frequency crackling sound, and the car shook violently The creaking sound made An Yan feel uneasy, he raised his head slightly, stretched out his arms towards Bin Hong, and looked at him with blurred eyes, "Bin Hong, Bin Hong,".

Bin Hong grabbed his outstretched hands and interlocked his fingers. An Yan's fingers were still as cold as ice. Every time his waist collided, he could hear An Yan's soft call as he wished. A thin layer of sweat appeared on An Yan's forehead. Zhu, with his beautiful almond eyes tightly closed, Binhong’s teasing made him feel dry and hot all over his body, and the warmth of his palms covered his whole body, and he blurted out the secret hidden deep in his heart, “Binhong, Binhong, I, I, love you ".

Binhong's hot body rubbed against his small space. An Yan's sudden words made his body tremble, and the hot liquid shot out from the hot thing. He glanced at An Yan in astonishment, and turned his head away Yan looked expectantly, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm inside you, I ejaculated".

An Yan bit her lip and retracted her expectant eyes. Supporting her sore body, her ups and downs calmed down and said, "Is there any paper? I only have a handkerchief."

Bin Hong withdrew from his body, patted his pocket, took out a pack of tissues and handed it to An Yan.

His fingers were trembling a little, and he didn't rush to deal with himself, but helped Bin Hong wipe it first. Bin Hong pursed his lips and couldn't help reaching out to touch his soft short hair, with a hoarse voice, "An Yan, can we not make promises to each other?"

I love you, for him, represents a commitment to be responsible for each other, even though they are both men, it still makes Binhong feel pressured, he doesn't like the feeling of being restrained like this, it is impossible for him to be devoted to one People, but to be honest, when he said he loved him, his heart was so surging that his body ejaculated with passion!

An Yan remained silent, silently took out a tissue to wipe the drooping things between her legs and nodded, "I'm sorry!"

Knowing that he is a scumbag, but all he is thinking about in his heart is him. There is a feeling that is more painful than being broken in love, called being passionate!

Bin Hong was a little ashamed, he hugged him with his big arms, rested his chin on the top of his head, his eyes were sad.

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