Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

"Dingbangsang's muscles are so powerful!" Chris Maeda's slender fingers stroked Xue Dingbang's chest in a circle, and the innocent expression on his face contained no meaning other than innocence.It seems to be just a child full of curiosity, wanting to explore the unknown secret, "I, can I touch it?"

Both innocent and charming.

The two contradictory feelings have achieved incredible harmony in Maeda Chris.

Through Chris Maeda's slender wrist, Xue Dingbang could clearly feel the young man's vigorous and beating pulse.

God knows how much concentration Xue Dingbang expended, gnashing his teeth so loudly that he managed not to lose his composure.

The indescribable mood slowly rises from an unknown place, and gradually evolves into a prairie fire, burning to all limbs, body and soul.

A voice said in Schrödingbang's ear: Grab him by the wrist and either throw him to the ground or throw him out.

"What's wrong with you?" Chris Maeda tilted his head, his eyelashes flickered on his bright eyes, "Dingbangsang, when you're not talking, it's a bit scary..."

Xue Dingbang's eyes were dark, he grabbed his wrist and brought him to the bed.

"It hurts!" When the little butt touched the hard edge of the bed, Maeda Chris cried out in pain, his begging eyes were covered with mist, as if covered with a layer of veil, "Dingbangsang, you hurt me."

"Close your eyes!" Xue Dingbang held his shoulders, pushed him down on the bed, picked up his long bare legs, and placed them lightly on the bed, "Cover your face with your hands, don't look!"

Maeda Chris obediently raised his arm to cover his eyes, and grabbed the edge of the pillow with his other hand. He held it so tightly that his joints were faintly white.

His clothes were baggy, with a wide open neckline, as ill-fitting as a child in his parents' clothes.Half of his round shoulders were exposed, and his skin was soft and smooth, exuding a lustrous luster.

The long black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, with a strong visual impact, Xue Dingbang couldn't help touching his hair.The soft and comfortable touch made Xue Dingbang understand why Nelson couldn't resist rubbing this hairy head.

Chris Maeda froze, reached into the pillow, touched the cold metal under the pillow, and calmed down quickly.

There was a rustle of fabric, and then the sound of metal clattering as the belt buckle was undone.

Chris Maeda's ears and heart ached, and the tips of his ears felt hot.The irresistible curiosity finally conquered everything, he quietly moved his arms away a little, and secretly revealed half of his eyes to look at the source of the sound.

Xue Dingbang turned his back to the light, and his condescending eyes were so overwhelming that it made people tremble all over.

Maeda Chris blushed at that time, and simply grabbed the pillow with both hands.

Xue Dingbang leaned over to get close to the caught kitten, put one hand on his ear, and said in a low and threatening voice, "Didn't I tell you not to peek?"

Chris Maeda blushed, not sure if he was shy because of peeping, or embarrassed because he was caught.His face was hot, as if he had a high fever.His face was also very red, so red that he would bleed if he pinched it.

The truth is——Schrodingbang did pinch his face.

"Not honest." How Xue Dingbang commented, the time between fingers and cheeks was only a moment, but it seemed as long as several hours, "Close your eyes obediently. You have everything I have. So, there is nothing to see."

"I don't have a figure like yours." The corners of Chris Maeda's eyes were slightly red, and his breathing was gradually burning hot.

"Did you put honey on the little mouth? It's so sweet." Xue Dingbang chuckled softly, a strand of hair that was not yet dry hung down, shaking with his laughter.With his back to the light, he cast a shadow on Chris Maeda.

The incandescent lamp above his head outlines Schrödingbang's silhouette, which is far more robust than when he is wearing clothes.The water droplets that were not yet dry, condensed and rolled down from his skin, crossed the lines of his perfect body, and fell into places that people couldn't look directly at.Then it was absorbed by the cloth wrapped there, and finally disappeared.

"Dingbangsang," Maeda Chris said softly, reaching out his hand to embrace Xue Dingbang's face, "Do you believe me?"

Xue Dingbang smiled gently, straightened his body, and dodged the little claws stretched towards him without any trace.

"I believe you," he said, "but you still have to close your eyes and I have to change."

"I look at you because you look good." Maeda Chris raised his head, stared at Xue Dingbang who had retreated to the table, and scratched his fingers on the pillow, "Dingbangsang, are you embarrassed? "

"Yes, I'm embarrassed." Xue Dingbang smiled and spread his hands, admitting frankly, "You look at me like this, I can't change my clothes. Can I trouble you?"

Maeda Chris pursed his mouth, grunted dissatisfiedly, turned over and lay down on the bed, his whole face buried in the pillow.He deliberately turned his little butt up and straightened his legs to make himself look more palatable.

There was a sigh in his ear, and fingers ran gently across the back of his head, smoothing his tousled hair.

Chris Maeda couldn't help trembling slightly - he was snickering.

Stretching his hand into the pillow slowly, he touched the handcuffs of escape magic props that had been placed inside in advance.

However, the man who fiddled with his hair did not make any further moves.

After a while of rustling, the hair dryer buzzed.

Clutching the manacles tightly in his hands, the siren waited for the sailor to fall under his spell.

Slap, the lights are off.

In the darkness, the sound of unhurried footsteps approached him.The slightly cool cloth gently covered his whole body.

Chris Maeda grabbed a handful and found that it was a thin summer quilt.

He lay quietly on his stomach and waited for a long time, but the weight of another person did not arrive on the bed sheet.After a long time, he finally couldn't hold back, ground his teeth and slowly turned his head, looking for Xue Dingbang's figure in the dark and quiet room.

Schrödingbang was not hard to find, he was sitting by the window, holding a book in his hand, reading it intently.The tablet bookmark light is like a piece of unremarkable glass, emitting a faint light to illuminate the pages of the book, and then reflecting on Schrödingbang's face.

From the perspective of Chris Maeda, only Xue Dingbang's profile can be seen.He was quiet and peaceful, and the corners of his mouth curled up from time to time, as if the contents of the book were full of interest.

The light shone into his deep and charming eyes, making him look indifferent and calm.

Ascetic.

When Chris Maeda met Xue Dingbang for the first time, he felt this way about him.

Xue Dingbang was dressed casually but decently, with a valuable antique pocket watch in his pocket, and his whole person exuded a gentle and elegant bookish atmosphere.

According to the Japanese classification, it is a clear and reduced salt man.

At that time, Chris Maeda thought Schrödingbang was a herbivore.

But just now, Chris Maeda saw another side of him, so he was no longer so sure of his discovery.

Whether it is the strong and well-proportioned muscles, or the broad shoulders, and the gradually tightening lines, to the narrow waist hidden in the trousers, or even the blue tendon that exploded when the strong forearm supported the bed...

Every part of Schrödingbang's body exudes a lethal amount of male hormones.

If Chris Maeda hadn't been well-informed, he might have been directly overwhelmed by his astonishing aura.

The easy-going and smiling herbivore was replaced by a carnivore in an instant.

The man in front of him is a university professor at MIT and the legendary Black Jack in Las Vegas.

It's a herbivorous man and a carnivorous man.

Two-faced, full of contrast.

However, the more unpredictable a man is, the more fascinating he is.

"Bah..."

In the darkness, the tiny laughter seemed very abrupt.Xue Dingbang turned his head and asked softly: "Chris, can't you sleep?"

"No, nothing!" For some reason, Chris Maeda was so guilty that he quickly turned his back on Xue Dingbang, "It was just a sneeze!"

"Is it really okay?" Xue Dingbang walked to him, put his cool hand on his forehead, "It's a little hot."

"My God, it's just hot..." Chris Maeda replied in a low voice, "The quilt is a bit hot, I don't want to cover it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Dingbang grabbed the thin quilt away.

Chris Maeda tensed up on his toes and grabbed the handcuffs under the pillow.

Unexpectedly, Xue Dingbang just said "Sorry, you can rest first", and then went back to the window with the thin quilt.

"Dingbangsang..." Maeda Chris took the instep of one leg and hooked the other leg, making a beautiful curve, and at the same time issued an almost explicit invitation, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'll read some books, you rest first." Xue Dingbang opened the book, the light made his slender eyelashes sparkle, "If you need anything, you can call me."

Xue Dingbang turned around, turned his back to Chris Maeda, so as not to let the light of his reading affect his rest.

The room returned to darkness, and Chris Maeda let go of the handcuffs, slandering in his heart.

He had played this trick more than once, and just a few minutes before, he had never missed it.

Regarding appearance, Maeda Chris has [-] points of self-confidence.Whoever he wants to hook up with, he can hook up with.And when the other party hooked, Hou was in a hurry, and when something happened to him, the pair of handcuffs never made him miscalculate.

The advantage of being beautiful is that whether it is rhetoric or pure nonsense, people will easily believe it.

Especially with the appearance of a little white rabbit, and occasionally showing temptation, it is easier to fall into the trap.

Chris Maeda groaned in a low voice, turned over and put on a provocative pose again.But the man with his back turned only slightly moved his body and sat up a little more straight.

Come here, come and hug me.Maeda Chris thought.Stop pretending to be serious, jump over, reach out your hand, and grab me.Like all the men I've met, eager to tear off the disguise and reveal the beast for what it is.

Xue Dingbang couldn't hear his voice, only the sound of pages turning could be heard clearly in the dark night.

Maeda Chris bit his lower lip lightly, his inner thoughts were churning: How long are we going to pretend?You can't take it anymore, can you?Then don't be patient!come here quickly!Let me handcuff you and conquer you!

Then, let's play a game!

Xue Dingbang still didn't move. Looking at his back, Chris Maeda's eyes gradually blurred, and he fell asleep in a daze.

The morning light illuminates the sky, and the Las Vegas night passes.

Xue Dingbang grabbed his thumbnail and frowned, as if he wanted to stare at a hole in the book.There was a seemingly invisible cat meowing behind him, which lasted for several hours, and it didn't stop until it was almost dawn.

Now, the little bad cat that makes people scratch their heads, calls softly in a hoarse voice: "Dingbangsang... I have no strength..."

Taking a deep breath, Xue Dingbang tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and asked softly: "What's wrong?" He closed the book, put it on the table, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down gently.

The morning glow dyed Chris Maeda's beautiful face red, his exhaled breath was hot, and the tip of his small nose was covered with thin sweat.

Xue Dingbang wiped off the sweat with his hand, which made him let out a sweet, nasal moan.

"Hmm..." Maeda Chris exhaled softly like a gossamer, grabbed Xue Dingbang's arm, and rubbed his face against it like a kitten, "I feel so hot..."

"It's really hot." Xue Dingbang tried the temperature of his forehead, and then touched his own forehead, "You have a fever, Chris. Stay here and don't move around. I'll go out and buy some medicine for you."

"Don't go!!!" The limp kitten grabbed Xue Dingbang's arm without knowing where it came from, and was brought to the ground by his pulling away.But even though the fall was hard, he didn't intend to let go, "Dingbangsang, don't go! Please!"

"Okay, I won't go." Xue Dingbang quickly squatted down, opened his fingers, and checked his knees.The skin on the white knee was broken, but it was not serious, "You fell, we have to deal with this wound." He paused, staring at the fat-like legs for a long time, "Do you wear shorts? The ones you wear inside can also be…”

"No...no..."

Chris Maeda felt like he had never been so miscalculated.

A few minutes later, Schrödingbang walked through the alleys of Las Vegas with a man with bare legs lying on his back.Wearing an oversized T-shirt and just a pair of boxers - not "underneath" but "swimming" - oversized boxers borrowed from Schrödingbain Swimming pants.

The flushed cheeks were buried in Schrödingbang's neck, and Chris Maeda wished to bite hard on that strong shoulder.

Last night he performed an underwater escape first, but before he could rinse his body with hot water, he was thrown into the fountain again.When I came out, I was blown by the cold wind, and went around for a long time before going from my own residence to Xue Dingbang's residence.

To be honest, when we arrived at Xue Dingbang's residence, Chris Maeda was already extremely cold.But he gritted his teeth and held on, not wanting Xue Dingbang to notice his embarrassment.

I thought I was determined to win, so I used a lot of tricks, but the man behind his back was completely indifferent, like a piece of wood!

No matter what he did, he still went to read that damn book!

Not reconciled, he wore Schrödingbang's T-shirt and whimpered in the middle of the night.

As a result, he didn't get the man in the end, only got a cold.

The more I think about it, the more I get angry, and the more I get angry, the more I think about it.

After all, Chris Maeda couldn't hold it back, croaked, and bit the trapezius muscle under his mouth.

Feeling a slight stabbing pain in his shoulder, Xue Dingbang stopped and turned around.

Because of illness and fatigue, Chris Maeda did not bite hard.

The sharp canine teeth pierced through the thin cloth and pierced into the skin, Xue Dingbang hissed lightly.

"Stop talking." Xue Dingbang glanced behind him, his voice was gentle but firm, with unquestionable majesty.

"I'm sorry, my feet hurt too much." Maeda Chris quickly lied, and now he doesn't doubt Xue Dingbang's teaching before, at least that's the tone of the teacher in his memory, "Don't bite anything, I will call out."

"You can call out." Xue Dingbang said softly, "but you can't bite me. I might slip my hand and throw you to the ground."

Xue Dingbang half-joked, half-seriously, half-closed his eyes, and looked back at the young man on his back—his ears were stained with thin red, biting half of his lower lip.The little chin was put on the shoulder obediently, and the two little paws were clasped on the shoulder like a kitten, and the strength used was a bit strong, for fear of falling down again.

"Call out? Really, I'm a little embarrassed..." Chris Maeda's small face rubbed against Xue Dingbang's neck, and then rubbed again, "Dingbangsang, how far is it?"

Xue Dingbang didn't answer, just lifted his body upwards, and the speed of his feet also accelerated a lot.

The kitten lying obediently on its back had a high fever, and the breath it exhaled was near the base of the ears, making his ears and heart tingle, and his hair numb all the way to the tip of his toes.

Xue Dingbang secretly sighed, and came outside a small clinic of a private doctor.

"There are emergency patients here." Pushing open the glass door of the clinic with his shoulder, Xue Dingbang walked quickly to the front desk, "He has injured his knee and has a very high fever, can you give him first aid first?"

Chris Maeda raised his flushed face, and the blood above his knees was all over his legs.

The middle-aged lady in a nurse's uniform just raised her eyelids and glanced at him, and shouted inside: "Damn slacker! A patient is here! Get out!"

"Shut up!" Swinging out from inside was a tall man with messy curly hair and crooked clothes.He stumbled out, tripped over his left foot and fell to the ground, yelling hoarsely, "Shit, I'm hungover!"

Xue Dingbang put down Chris Maeda and carefully placed him on the treatment bed.His condition was very bad, he leaned limply on Xue Dingbang's arm, his body was hotter than before going out.

"Oh, I think I've seen you before." The drunk doctor muttered, put on his glasses, took out an ear thermometer, and stabbed Chris Maeda in the nose without saying a word.

The poor fellow was stupefied with fever when suddenly he was poked in the nostril.Chris Maeda screamed, shivered, and became sober in an instant.

"39.8 degrees, very hot." The drunk doctor scratched his hair, "It's burning and bleeding! It's serious!"

Chris Maeda covered his bleeding nose, tearing up in pain and unable to speak.

"I think we should look at another place." Xue Dingbang rubbed Chris Maeda's hair to express his comfort.

The soft touch like baby hair is really hard to resist.

"Wait! Wait! Ah, I remembered! I saw your magic show! It was in the hotel show! Right?!" The drunken doctor held on to his glasses, and the tip of his nose almost touched Chris. The wound on the knee, "What a good leg!"

Chris Maeda covered his bleeding nose, and looked tearfully at Xue Dingbang for help.

It's hard not to feel pity for that innocent and pitiful look like a small animal.

"I'm glad you like Chris's performance." Xue Dingbang gently held the doctor's hand. He was very polite on the surface, but he used a lot of strength to grab people. "We have other important things..."

"He didn't mean to harass." The nurse who was washing the blood on Chris Maeda's leg shook her head and sighed helplessly, "I promise there will be no next time, okay?" She skillfully took out the medicine and tools from the medicine box and handed them to The drunk doctor grabbed his waist by the way, "Your friend's leg is covered in blood, it's best not to move him, so as not to cause secondary injury."

The drunk doctor was yelled and finally sobered up from his drunkenness.He wiped his face, immediately cleaned the wound for Maeda Chris carefully, and then carefully applied the wound gel.

"Keep still like this for an hour," the doctor rubbed his face and blinked his eyes several times vigorously, "I promise that these small wounds will not leave any traces. Give him an injection vial, and he will soon recover." It can bring down the fever."

For the next hour, Xue Dingbang sat beside Chris Maeda, watching a bottle of potion slowly pour into his body.

He said that he didn't want to lie down, and said that once he lay down and fell asleep, he would be transformed by the monster doctor, and so on. These were all the words of some children.Xue Dingbang just let him go and helped him to sit like this.

His hot little head rested on Xue Dingbang's shoulder, half of his body weight was on Xue Dingbang's arm.The soft hair swept across the neck, and the trembling eyelashes were covered with mist.His tarnished lips could not help mumbling in a low voice, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring pain.Two blobs of sickly redness appeared on his pale cheeks.

Xue Dingbang just stretched out his arms to hug him, so that his back would not hit the hard head of the bed.

An hour later, the doctor called Schrödingbang out with a numb arm.

He was mysterious, looking around, as if something extraordinary happened.

Xue Dingbang's heart tightened—if the doctor said that Chris Maeda was not in good condition, what should he do?

The author has something to say:

Chris Maeda: I'm sick, I'm so sick.If you don't hug me, it won't work!

Schrödingbang: If you are sick, you need to see a doctor. Hugging can lead to viral transmission.

Chris Maeda: Think you have been cheated, come and give me a hug!Just hug it!

Xue Dingbang: No, thank you. (firm face)