Too much

Shen Zeming didn't move.

The room was very dark, so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He couldn't see Qi Jingchen's expression clearly, but he could only feel the man's slightly heavy breathing on his face.

Behind him was the sound of Shen Zelin banging on the door. He should be cursing something, but the sound insulation effect of the door is so good that nothing can be heard except for a vague hum.

"What are you worried about? Tell me." Qi Jingchen spoke again, with a force that could not be refuted. It was not so much an inquiry as an extortion of a confession.

Shen Zeming opened his mouth, and the silhouettes of the two under the lights appeared in his mind, intimate and ambiguous, with the tips of their noses touching, and perhaps their lips and tongues were also intertwined.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, burning all the grievances, anger, and unwillingness to ashes, and then clamoring to annihilate reason.

He didn't know where the strength came from, so he raised his hand and pushed Qi Jingchen away suddenly. The latter staggered and didn't know where he bumped, and there was a muffled blunt sound in the empty and quiet room.

Shen Zeming clenched his hands into fists and walked towards Qi Jingchen step by step.

He has slight night blindness, and can barely see when the light is not too dim. In such a dark room, he should have stumbled and fumbled awkwardly.

But for some reason, he walked up to Qi Jingchen accurately, grabbed the man's collar, and pulled down hard with his palm, Qi Jingchen bowed his back obediently, and leaned close to him.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zeming gritted his teeth, and leaned close to Qi Jingchen's ear, "Tell me."

"Stick out your tongue?" He tightened his strength a little bit, and almost pressed his whole body against Qi Jingchen's chest, and then pulled it down suddenly, and the tip of Qi Jingchen's nose bumped into him, "Like this?"

Qi Jingchen suddenly laughed deeply.

Shen Zeming's eyes darkened, his knuckles pressed against Qi Jingchen's Adam's apple, and he opened his mouth to kiss it.

He kissed very fiercely, it can't be regarded as a kiss at all, biting like a vent, like a young animal tearing the flesh of an enemy, fierce and unruly, all angry revenge.

Not long after, Qi Jingchen's mouth oozes blood, and Shen Zeming's faint smell of rust seeps into his mouth.

Breathing together and kissing for too long, Shen Zeming felt a little lack of oxygen, so he couldn't help but let go, his body slid back, leaning softly against the long retro round table covered with corduroy tablecloth, his toes subconsciously hooked Qi Jingchen.

As for the chattering and cursing outside the door, who cares?

Qi Jingchen's breathing became heavy, he held his waist and completely pushed him down on the table, lifted the gown with his hands, and the soft silk cloth was piled up on Shen Zeming's chest.

He was also wearing a pure white sweater, the hem of which was tied into the waist of his jeans. Qi Jingchen fiddled with it twice, but he didn't get it open. He paused, then suddenly straightened up, took out a silver iron lighter, and clicked it Press to light up.

There is a copper candlestick in the center of the long round table. The three white candles are new. There is no wax mark on the base of the candlestick, and it is supposed to be only for decoration.Qi Jingchen took two steps over, grabbed the candlestick and lit it, brought it back and placed it by Shen Zeming's hand, then leaned over to look at him.

The flickering candlelight fell into Qi Jingchen's eyes, drawing Shen Zeming into it.At this time, Qi Jingchen was the only one in his eyes, and there was no other cat or dog, Shen Zelin.

But this does not mean that what happened just now can be written off.

Shen Zeming stood up halfway, his robes hung down and piled on his lap, he could see clearly that this room was probably the dining room at that time, it was very big and spacious.The long round table is placed on the upper third of the center line of the dining room. The round table is narrow and long, and it is expected to accommodate a dozen people.

He was lying in the middle, in an indecent, wanton posture, like a dish waiting to be slaughtered.

Shen Zeming was rarely ashamed, he quickly sat up straight, put his hands on the edge of the table, raised his eyes to look at Qi Jingchen, and asked in a stubborn tone, "What did you do?"

He was much calmer now, at least he was able to communicate with Qi Jingchen calmly, but obviously, Qi Jingchen didn't intend to give him a chance to be calm.

With a calm look in his eyes, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You care about me."

is an affirmative sentence.

Shen Zeming was taken aback, and lowered his eyes unnaturally.

The fire had a faint tendency to rekindle, he nodded his head, and said in his heart that I just care about you, and I was so crazy about it, he still looked at Qi Jingchen calmly, without denying: "Yes, I care about you."

"What do you care about?" Qi Jingchen leaned over suddenly, approaching him urgently.

He stared straight into Shen Zeming's eyes, grasping Shen Zeming's arm with both hands, his eyes flashed with madness eager to try, trying to seduce him: "What do you care about? Why do you care?"

"Speak up and tell me."

"I care—" Shen Zeming paused slightly, feeling his arms being gradually grasped with great strength.

The candlelight was dancing, the candlelight flickered and reflected in Qi Jingchen's eyes, then suddenly jumped into Shen Zeming's eyes.

He looked into Qi Jingchen's eyes, and said slowly: "As a bed partner, Qi Jingchen is only loyal to Shen Zeming."

"So, stay away from Shen Zelin."

The fire in Qi Jingchen's eyes dimmed in an instant, and all emotions receded like a tide, showing a kind of calm before the storm.

His expression was also terribly calm, and the only ups and downs in his body were the blue veins on the back of his hands that were bulging due to exertion.

"Gone?"

Shen Zeming asked him calmly, "What else do you want to hear?"

Qi Jingchen smiled, but the smile only floated on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still full of frost, "Is that your bed partner?"

He pressed Shen Zeming down again, and pressed himself down.

Shen Zeming collapsed on the table, both hands were restrained and pulled up to the top of his head, Qi Jingchen bent down and bit the hem of the long gown with his teeth, and stretched his hands in to walk along the waistline.

The bulge on Shen Zeming's chest was quickly stroked by Qi Jingchen, he twisted and gasped, "Don't..."

The long gown fell down to cover his face, Shen Zeming couldn't see anything, the sweater inside was lifted up and piled on his chest, he felt Qi Jingchen grinding his nipples with his teeth.

Not long ago he felt like a dish waiting to be slaughtered, hoping that the master would not start it, and now he wanted the master to start it sooner.

But the master's movements were not gentle, even ferocious, the teeth were grinding against the nipples, a little painful, but more of an unbearable itchiness, Shen Zeming couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to push Qi Jingchen.

Instead of pushing, the trousers were stripped off, and the buttocks were held in Qi Jingchen's hands, rubbing them gently.Shen Zeming's whole body became hot, his legs couldn't help wrapping around Qi Jingchen's waist, his toes rubbed against his tailbone, and the insteps of his feet pressed against his waistline, rubbing involuntarily.

Shen Zeming had already had an erection, Qi Jingchen knelt on top of him, put his hands on his sides, finally mercifully took off the long gown covering his eyes, fumbled with his hands on his wet face, and then strangled his Adam's apple along his jawbone .

In the next second, Qi Jingchen bit his collarbone like a beast in heat, leaving a series of teeth marks on his violently heaving chest, then sucked the nipple, swirled the tip of his tongue gently, and then went all the way down, poking at his navel .

Shen Zeming was so concerned that this was the secret room of Happy Valley, he gritted his teeth and muffled his groan in his throat, panting and refusing: "Don't...don't be here...uh..."

His answer was a more explicit licking and biting.Shen Zeming couldn't help humming.

After a while, Qi Jingchen picked up his waist and let him sit on his lap.Their thighs were against their thighs, their hips against their hips, and something hot and hard was pressed between Shen Zeming's belly button. Qi Jingchen grabbed his hand, pulled him to hold it, and moved it up and down.

Shen Zeming tilted his head in shame, and then his jaw was pinched and he was forced back to kiss.

The thing in his hand was getting bigger and bigger, and Qi Jingchen's breathing became more and more rapid. The sticky liquid overflowed from the top and dripped on Shen Zeming's thigh. The petals went in.

Shen Zeming sobbed for a moment, uncontrollable tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, his waist collapsed unconsciously, and his buttocks stood up.

Qi Jingchen pinched his waist and bumped against him, the movement was too wide, the tablecloth had already slipped halfway down, and the candlestick shook violently from side to side.

Shen Zeming couldn't help biting the hem of his clothes and tilted his head. The candle flame was flickering violently, and the silhouette projected on the opposite wall was also shaking. He saw Qi Jingchen's distinct outline, catering to and writhing shamelessly with himself.

He thought, he is really a qualified dish.