can't help

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Afternoon 8: 50

Ning Cu and Rong Yu were the only ones left in the corner, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a moment, as they were not familiar with each other after all.

Ning Cu took a sip of beer, and started a topic tentatively: "Senior, are you also here today?"

Rong Yu: "I arrived last night."

Rong Yu paused and said, "What about you?"

After talking about this, Ning Cu relaxed a little, and leaned lazily on the sofa: "I just got off the plane and flew over from Nanjing."

Rong Yu: "I'm from..."

Ning Cu: "I know, I'm from Beijing."

Rong Yu was a little surprised, turned his head to look at him, and met the boy's bright eyes looking at him.

Ning Cu stepped back, pulling away the distance between the two who were too close, and said, "You speak with a Beijing accent."

Rong Yu paused, and took the lead to look away: "Is it obvious?"

Ning Cu: "Not obvious."

The two of them only said a few words before they were interrupted. The slightly fat girl came over and said with a smile, "You two handsome guys, let's play games together."

Afternoon 9: 00

Everyone decided to play truth or dare.

An exciting and ambiguous game.

Even if Ning Cu was lucky, the wine bottle stopped in front of him after many people's overt and covert efforts.

He glanced at the person pointed at by the end of the bottle, then smiled, and said to Rong Yu who was also somewhat surprised: "I choose a big adventure."

There was a booing, and Rong Yu glanced at him across the crowd, and said to the obviously excited girl next to him, "Come on."

The girl didn't know whether she should be excited for the male god talking to her or for herself to get this honor. Amidst the booing of everyone, she pinched her waist and said, "Choose someone to kiss."

Ning Ye had an expression of watching the excitement, obviously not intending to make a rescue.

Ning Cu put on a pitiful face and said, "Sister, please forgive me."

Everyone laughed together.

Rong Yu frowned and was about to speak when he saw the boy pick up a can of beer and drink it with his head raised.

I drank it in one gulp. This is the punishment for refusing the mission.

Afternoon 10: 00

Ning Cu pushed open the door of the box, leaned against the door and let out a long breath.

He waited until the air in his lungs had almost dissipated the smell of alcohol and tobacco, before he stepped up to the bathroom.

Probably because of Christmas, almost every KTV room was full. He walked all the way, and his ears were deeply poisoned.

Probably because he drank too much alcohol just now, and his head felt a little dizzy. He supported the sink and closed his eyes, when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Are you okay?"

Ning Cu turned his head subconsciously, and there was a sudden pause in his movements.

Rong Yu's face was less than five centimeters away from him, and his breathing could be heard clearly.

This distance is either for fighting or for kissing.

For a few seconds, neither of them moved.

Ning Cu raised her eyes to look at the overly pretty face, then shifted her eyes to the boy's close lips, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to kiss?"

The words were spoken slowly, but clearly, and it was hard to tell whether he was serious or deluded.

Rong Yu's eyes were deep, and he said lightly, "You drank too much."

Ning Cu didn't move, looked into his eyes and said, "Is it obvious?"

Rong Yu put one arm on the sink behind the boy and said in a low voice, "It's not obvious."

The ending of the words disappeared between the lips and teeth of the two people.

Ning Cu leaned on the sink, and raised his head to respond to the young man's unhurried, almost calm kiss.

The two didn't hug, just kissed, it was a kiss on the spur of the moment, but it was undeniably comfortable.

Ning Tuo relaxed his body, and occasionally he was aroused by his deep groan, and the sound of water intertwining lips and teeth made people's ears red and heartbeat, and Rong Yu put his other hand on the sink, trapping him Between her arms, she looked at him from a slight distance away, and then kissed Ning Cuo just before she opened her eyes. This time the kiss was obviously much more relaxed, and there was a faint warmth in it.

Ning Cu licked his palate with his tongue, and the numbing sensation was exchanged for a man's light bite like punishment. He bit Ning Cu's lip, and then went deeper again, turning the silent kiss into a clattering sound.

Ning Ye's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Rong Yu, are you inside?"

The movement of the two people stopped, and they opened their eyes at the same time. They looked at each other for two seconds, and then parted their lips.

Rong Yu stood up straight, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a voice as calm as possible: "Yes."

Ning Cu turned around, turned on the tap, and washed his face again.

Some hot lips were cooled by the cold water, and his frantic heartbeat also stabilized.

Ning Ye opened the door and came in. Seeing that Ning Cu was washing his face, he frowned and said, "Did you drink too much? I told you not to drink so much."

Ning Cu turned around and leaned against the sink helplessly: "Then who do you want me to kiss?"

Ning Ye: "..."

After playing for an hour, as long as it was transferred to Ning Cu, the task given to him was to ask him to find someone to kiss and refuse to drink a bottle at a time.

Rong Yu turned his head to the side and bent his mouth, Ning Cu saw it, curled his lips and said, "Brother Rong Yu has never been drawn once in a night."

Rong Yu: "..."

Ning Ye rolled his eyes: "It's unlucky for you to rely on someone else, go back and rest early, you were so crazy just after landing, you probably won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Ning Cu: "Understood."

Ning Ye's eyes flicked around the faces of the two of them, and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, so he could only tell him: "Rong Yu, help me watch him, children have no limits."

Rong Yu nodded.

When I went out, the snow outside had covered my insteps.

The cold winter wind easily swept people from head to toe, Ning Cu shivered, and retracted most of his face into his collar.

When Rong Yu came out, he was bouncing back and forth at the door, stepping on the snow that no one had ever walked on. The street lamps made the white snow dim, and the boy's figure also had an ambiguous warmth.

Probably aware of his presence, the boy raised his head and smiled at him from ten steps away.

The boy's smile was clean and he was good-looking, and the snow that had stopped was falling one after another. In the ice and snow in the north, he had a shocking sense of beauty.

Rong Yu raised his lips and strode over: "The hotel is nearby, about 200 meters away, let's walk there."

Ning Cu responded obediently: "Thank you for taking me in."

Rong Yu shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and led the way.

Ning Cu didn't wear gloves, and held a snowball in his hand, which was red from the cold, and he couldn't bear to throw it.

Rong Yu saw it and asked, "Isn't it cold?"

Ning Cu tilted his head and looked at him: "A little bit, but I haven't seen snow for a long time."

Almost as soon as his words fell, his feet slipped. The moment he slipped, someone reached out to pull him, and he was brought down on the snow with that person.

Snowflakes are falling all over the sky, the white snow is rolling, and the breath is a white mist condensed by cold air. It is humid and warm, and the distance between the lips is extremely close. It is easy to remind people of the inexplicable deep touch not long ago.

Rong Yu's eyes dimmed, and subconsciously, he paused when he got up. He half-kneeled in the snow, looking at the boy in front of him.

The boy's face was slightly upturned, and the street lamp and his own shadow were projected in his bright eyes. Snowflakes stuck to his eyelashes, probably because the temperature was too low to melt, and they fluttered as the eyelashes fluttered.

Rong Yu's voice was hoarse, he looked into his eyes, and said without any emotion: "Where did you fall?"

Ning Cu didn't speak, he raised his head, pursed his mouth slightly, and looked at him with beautiful eyes.

This action is easy to understand.

Rong Yu kissed her almost without thinking, the lips of both of them were slightly cold, and after a few seconds of contact, they became scorching hot.

Ning Cu sucked the tip of Rong Yu's tongue, sucked it lightly, and then swallowed his saliva. This movement was very slight, but it was easily captured by Rong Yu.

He raised his hand to caress the boy's face, forcing him to look up. He looked at the boy whose eyes were a bit blurred for a moment, and then sucked his lips and tongue again. This time, the force was a little heavier and more intense. The body fluid of the kiss Some were swallowed by Ning Cuo, and some flowed out from the corners of his lips.

It was a kiss tinged with lust, and Ning Cu couldn't help moaning, he raised his arms and hugged Rong Yu's neck, hoping to kiss at a different angle, so that he could have some space to breathe.

Rong Yu completely suppressed his movements and kissed him almost predatorily, until Ning Cuo struggled to end the kiss.

Rong Yu finally let go of his lips, got up and brought him up from the snow, following his strength, Ning Cu leaned into his arms, his hands and feet were weak, and he could only temporarily rely on his heavy breathing, Ning Cu buried her face in his shoulder and rubbed it, like a puppy.

The two of them didn't speak, Rong Yu looked down at the boy who was panting with his eyes closed, his lips were a little swollen with a slit open, he had exerted too much force just now.

Rong Yu lowered his head and lightly bit his ear: "Can I go?"

Ning Cu opened his eyes, retreated from his embrace, stood up straight, and teased, "You carry me back?"

Rong Yu: "..."

Before Rong Yu could speak, Ning Cu patted the snow on his body and said with a smile, "Senior."

Rong Yu looked down at him.

Ning Cu blinked slyly, then took two steps back and said, "The saliva is all on your clothes."

Rong Yu looked at his clothes, but didn't care, and continued to walk forward: "Be careful, you can't help but fall again."

The meaning of this sentence, ambiguous and simple, depends entirely on how people interpret it.

Ning Cu touched the bitten ear, said "Oh" in a low voice, and quickly followed the young man's footsteps.

This way of getting along is very strange. The two of them have done very intimate things, but everything else in getting along has always been measured, keeping a distance between strangers and friends.

Ning Cuo liked the creaking sound of stepping on the snow, so he lowered his head and walked seriously, without saying a word all the way, when the snow covered his shoulders, the two arrived at the hotel.

Afternoon 10: 30

Ning Cu stood at the door changing his shoes and looked at the room. This was the top floor presidential suite. Even in a small city, a place that could be called a presidential suite would not be too bad.

Rong Yu hung up his clothes: "You can live in the room on the east side."

Ning Cu rolled his eyes and said, "Thank you."

Rong Yu leaned against the bathroom door, crossed his arms and asked him, "You're welcome, do you take a shower first or me first?"

Ning Cu: "You wash first."

Rong Yu nodded, turned around to go into the bathroom, Ning Cu hurriedly said, "I didn't bring a change of clothes, can I borrow some to wear?"

Rong Yu glanced at him and said, "It's in the suitcase, take it yourself."

Rong Yu's suitcase is not big, and he only brought three or two sets of clothes, which doesn't look like he intends to keep it all the time.

Ning Cu looked at it for a long time, and only brought out a white shirt.

Rong Yu is tall, nearly 190, and Ning Cuo is only 179, which can almost be worn as a big skirt.

The smell of cigarettes and alcohol on his body made him a little uncomfortable. Ning Cu changed his clothes slowly, and there was a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom. Ning Cu nestled on the sofa, curled up his long legs, and turned on the TV casually, diverting his attention better than nothing force.

But it was too difficult, his mind kept flashing the man's handsome face, flashing the way he kissed himself, he was really too sexy.

There is a kind of contact that does not require an emotional basis, but only needs to be involuntary.

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