filled

The bottle with a slender neck came back and sat down very close to each other. The young man tilted his head and leaned on Shi Fangman's shoulder.

"Yan Zheng," he really couldn't control the rising tension and shame, and it was too hot in the room.

"Can you stay away from me?"

The young man raised his eyes and glanced at him, his tone was gentle and hurt: "Did I do something wrong?"

Shi Fangman was silent for three seconds, and simply moved to remove his heavy head from his shoulders.

The eyes under the lens are pink in color under the light.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the soft corners of his lips.

Seeing that Shi Fang was full of anger, Yan Zheng's heart was itchy like a cat's scratching. He cheekily handed over the opened bottle, held up another bottle by himself, and touched it lightly. The mouths of the two bottles made a crisp sound.

The ruby ​​red liquid rippling slightly on the transparent bottle mouth, like a red cloud about to burst out.

He yelled softly.

"elder brother……"

"Shall we toast?"

Shi Fangman adjusted his glasses, and looked around the bottle. There was nothing on the smooth and slender bottle, and the bottom of the bottle was just a blurred complex pattern, without any information.

The tip of his tongue subconsciously licked his upper lip, he asked hesitantly.

"Is this degree high?"

"It's just blueberry wine, probably only five or six degrees." Yan Zheng raised the bottle and took a sip himself.

"Sweet, almost like a drink."

Shi Fang took a sip suspiciously, the full sweetness and the unique aroma of brewed wine spread on the tongue coating, covering up the refreshing sourness and slight astringency. It is fruit wine, which cannot taste too much alcohol. It is delicious.

The faint feeling of drunkenness made me feel more relaxed, but my body became even hotter, my back was sweating faintly, and my cheeks and forehead were also burning.

He took two sips and put it aside. While rolling up his cuffs, he cheered up and observed all kinds of strange furnishings and devices in the room.

A variety of wall lamps, spotlights, light strips, and floor lamps fill the entire space, or pink, lavender, or lemon yellow lights interlaced, creating a psychedelic and ambiguous atmosphere.

Walking through a section of three-story small steps, there is a bead curtain falling next to the huge built-in bathtub, and a hammock covered with petals is surrounded by various lilies of the valley and bulbous crabapples. The big bed, the pink and purple ropes falling from the ceiling can be vaguely seen between the layers of curtains, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, behind the white gauze is the gorgeous and blurred phantom of the enchanting neon lights flickering outside the windows.

His brain exploded suddenly, his face was hotter than before, the overly soft bed and the thick ropes falling from it were still in his retina, his heartbeat was out of control, his mouth was dry, and he took another sip of the bottle in a hurry of liquid.

Although he was ready when he stepped here, but at this moment, the idea of ​​fleeing in a hurry has already fallen on his lips.

Yan Zheng, however, had already leaned forward, gently pressed his wet and hot fingertips against his trembling, barely noticeable Adam's apple, sniffed heavily, his cheeks and eyes were flushed brightly, and he called out to him in a voice that was barely audible name.

"Full."

This is a more shameful title than anything else. He glared at Yan Zheng angrily, and was about to say something, but the young man came over and blocked his lips firmly.

The soft and long deep kiss, the entanglement of lips and tongue, confrontation, avoidance, and pursuit, Yan Zheng skillfully manipulated the soft and hot tip of his tongue, Shi Fang was out of breath and could only passively follow his rhythm.

Saliva is secreted unconsciously, the sound of swallowing saliva passes through the eardrum, ambiguous and erotic, but what is even more arousing is that the saliva that cannot be swallowed wets the corners of the red lips, the stimulation caused by the movement and contraction of the throat, and occasionally A lewd, broken gasp.

Shi Fangman gasped for breath, but made up his mind not to make a sound. He took off his glasses, not to look at the beautiful face of Yan Zheng who was close at hand, but he couldn't stop the incoming from his ear, and the young man murmured hoarsely one after another. .

"Full...full..."

"Yan Zheng, can you?" Shi Fangman grabbed his shoulders hard, stared at the young man's face like a spring flower, and gritted his teeth: "Can you be quiet?"

"But today is my birthday, so I can't even call you Brother by my name?"

"Be good, just do what you want... just... don't push yourself too far."

Shi Fangman was blushing from the tips of his ears to his chest, and stammered before he finished speaking.

"But it's not enough. If my brother fulfills what he promised me before, I promise to be obedient."

"what?"

Shi Fangman searched in his mind for a long time, but he really didn't remember what he promised Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng buried his head in his neck, his voice muffled.

"Didn't we agree? The water bed and clothes..."

"Brother wants to wear it for me to see," he raised his face, his eyes sparkling: "How about finishing it all at once?"

"The water bed is here, and I have prepared clothes. Brother, today is my birthday. Can you satisfy my wish? I have been very obedient recently. I have gone to school well, and I have psychological counseling on time. I did not hide it from you. What's the matter, I have restrained my liking for you."

"One more year, when I graduate, we will immigrate and get married."

"Go to a place that no one knows, like dust and sand in the sinking sea, be together openly, and live peacefully and ordinaryly."

"Just the two of us."

When he kissed, Fang Man's lips were tightly pressed, his eyes were firm and persistent, deep in the obsidian-like pupils, there was still a silent burning fire.

"That's a good idea, isn't it?"

"Brother, will you promise me?"

The wide palm pressed firmly on the back of the man's head, pushing him firmly against him, rubbing his sweaty forehead affectionately, looking at each other, the young man smiled.

"Brother likes me, he will promise me, right?"

"right?"

Shi Fang said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

"I……"

He was a little confused, but still spoke softly, repeating carefully: "I promise you."

"And you like me."

"I……"

"Brother, tell me you like me."

"..."

Yan Zheng stared at him intently, unwilling to let go, and repeated again: "Brother, tell me, you like me."

"I……"

I don't know why, but these four words seem to be tightly stuck in the throat with strong glue, and the tip of Shi Fangman's tongue is numb, but he can't spit out anything when he opens and closes his lips several times.

Yan Zheng licked his lips, but said nothing.

Shi Fangman worked hard, and his eyes became wet unconsciously. The long-lost humid summer in his memory, the non-stop, thunderous dream, all came with a decaying and damp smell.

Why do apples rot?Why do snakes believe in obscenity?

Why is the copulating blood so dirty in the winding bloodstain?

Why are there still some people who hide behind the light and don't change their minds?

Why even such a shameful liking really fills the chest, embracing each other contentedly in the dark of the crowd, not giving up?

He doesn't understand.

can never understand.

But still mustered up the courage to cut out a heart with difficulty.

Barely reveal the most authentic appearance, string the track of the heartbeat into a sentence, and tell it to those who want to hear it.

"I like you……"

This short sentence, accompanied by tears welling up in the eyes, ended with a soft cry like a baby.

The more I wanted to stop my tears, the more I couldn't help the physical reaction.

Shi Fangman gritted his teeth, and hurriedly covered his face with his hands, before he could wipe it off, he was forcibly pulled away, showing Yan Zheng's bright and flowery smile between his hands, the joy overflowing from the brows and eyes, dancing, flaunting, fluttering happily in sight.

Wiping away the tears with his fingertips, he closed his eyelids when he kissed.

"I like brother too."

Shi Fangman was stunned for a moment, for some reason, without even thinking about it, he replied softly, "I know."

After saying this, both he and Yan Zheng laughed, Yan Zheng bowed his head, and exchanged a kiss with him tenderly.

"Brother, you're so cunning."

"I didn't...huh?"

"You... you put it down! Yan Zheng!"

Although he was much lower than Yan Zheng, Shi Fangman never thought that he could be picked up by his buttocks like a child. The panic of weightlessness made him hug Yan Zheng's neck tightly, his back and arms Her legs were stiff, and she didn't dare to move, for fear of being thrown to the ground by the young man.

This was too much to worry about, Yan Zheng walked steadily through the steps, walked between the hammocks filled with the fragrance of flowers, and gently placed him on the soft bed.

There is a warm jelly-like touch under the body, and Shi Fangman's waist is sunken in a ball of moist and soft, and he dare not move, but with a slight movement, he feels that he is about to sink deeper.Soft, very soft, soft without support, but there is a sense of suspension that makes thoughts drift away, like a boat floating on the rippling water.

Yan Zheng lowered his body, leaned aside, and played with his hair.

As soon as the person moves, the water bed under him will sway, and even if the person does not move, the faintly flowing water under the body is still gently massaging. In the middle of the day, Yan Zheng had already taken out a few things from under the pillow next to him, staring at him with bright eyes.

Shi Fangman had some bad premonition in his heart, put on his glasses, and looked carefully.

Black lace fabric, white lace decoration, a slender black bow-knot belt, two small furry white pointed ears.

He stammered: "This is..."

"Brother promised to show me the clothes before." Yan Zheng was confident.

Shi Fangman couldn't recall anything, and he didn't want to recall it, so he looked at the other party in disbelief, and opened his mouth for a while, not knowing what to say.

"You... do you like this... this thing?"

In the end, he could only say this, but in exchange for Yan Zheng's bullying,