Dumb painter giants grudge

After three long seconds, Wen Rang withdrew the kiss.

He Shishen lost his mind a long time ago, slowly opened his eyes, and Wen Rang was looking at him "coldly".

"You...you kissed me." That's all He Shishen said stammeringly.

——————So, so what?

———————Why did you say it...

Wen Rang felt embarrassed when he said that.

He Shishen stepped forward, and the two of them pressed their chests together, "Then you kissed me, I... can I kiss you?"

—————————————— What kind of questions are you asking?

——————— It is better not to ask.

Without waiting for Wen Rang's answer, He Shishen hugged him in his arms, placed one hand on the back of his head, lowered his head slightly, and slowly closed his eyes to kiss those red lips.

Wen Rang put one hand on the opponent's chest, trying to push him away with a little force, and the other hand... caressed the opponent's neck.

It was this kind of half-push and half-acceptance attitude that made He Shishen very obsessed.

—————Who lost the mind.

—————Is it me?

Wen Rang wanted to stop influencing his thoughts.

He Shishen's kiss was a bit blunt, and he was not very good at intertwining lips and teeth, and he became familiar with it gradually after trying.

Shame can make people vicious, and Wen Rang bit the other person's lower lip gently.

"Hmm..." He Shishen was in pain and said vaguely, "You * me..."

"Humph..." Wen Rang made an indistinct nasal sound.

He Shishen kissed the corner of his mouth, and kissed the other person's jaw line after a while. He Shishen's body trembled a little, and He Shishen seized the opportunity to bite the other side's neck.

"Hey."

Wen Rang couldn't help but groaned, the voice was shallow and different, probably... this is the difference between Wen Rang and normal people.

The hearts of the two of them were beating suddenly. On the side of the wide road, He Shishen once again had hateful thoughts.

Wen Rang pushed the other party away, but He Shishen didn't know why, and saw two passers-by walking towards this side...

The location of the accident is always so unsatisfactory.

Such a bad environment.

Wen Rang took out his cell phone and made a call: I want to go back.He Shishen nodded, and the two turned around and went back to get the car.

He Shishen stared at the other party's hand hidden in his pocket, and it took a long time for the other party to take it out.

"Hey, the weather in April is really..."

Wen Rang OS: ...

The two walked side by side, and He Shishen secretly grabbed the other's sleeve.

"Cough." He Shishen tucked his hand into the opponent's pocket, and clasped it skillfully with the other hand. "I'll just see if you're cold."

————— Every time it is an embarrassing reason.

On the road, I met an old man who sold sugar water, and he yelled: "Sugar water, delicious sugar water, red beans, mung beans, and corn kernels!"

The two were attracted and glanced at it, but they didn't intend to eat it.

"Do you like red beans or mung beans?"

He Shishen turned his head to look at him, and asked suddenly.

———————I don’t like it.

Wen Rang only answered him in his heart, but He Shishen started talking to himself again.

"I don't like mung beans, but I like red beans."

——————— What do you like about me.

Wen Rang replied to him with an inexplicable look.

"Anyway, I just like red beans." He Shishen's tone was weird, and his expression was even more disgusting.

After all, Wen Rang was a man like a blank sheet of paper, so he didn't think much about it.

That's it for this little episode.

The two locked each other for quite a while, and Wen Rang slowly took out his hands, and the two finally walked hand in hand on the road of integrity.

It's a pity that He Shishen didn't experience this kind of happiness for a long time, and they soon came to the parking space.

Since that...short moment just now, He Shishen has become much less talkative.

Probably this is the aftereffect of the shyness of a typical Ben San boy after losing his first kiss.

Get in the car tacitly, get off the car, and then enter the hotel.

Wen Rang used the key card to open the room, but before he had time to plug in the card, He Shishen took the opportunity to close the door, snatched the key card from the opponent's hand in the dark, and wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist from behind.

"Eh..." Wen Rang didn't react, and made a startled voice.

Wen Rang was not congenitally dumb. Due to the loss of his voice, he naturally retained some basic vocal sounds. Of course, onomatopoeic words like "um, ah, uh" are fine, but...

It's just that Wen Rang felt that it was weird and stupid. He would rather work harder to write than make that... he thought it was unclear babbling sound.

"Don't turn on the light." He Shishen put the key card into his trouser pocket, and put his hands around the opponent's waist, "Let me hug him for a while."

Wen Rang moved twice, but the other party hugged him tightly.

He Shishen put his forehead against the top of the opponent's head, and smelled the residual shampoo smell from the opponent's hair at the tip of his nose. The vague smell made him... hard on his second brother.

I didn’t close the window when I went out in the afternoon. After dark, the wind started to blow, and the curtains were blown and danced by the wind, as if my heart was about to move.

The room was on the thirteenth floor, and there was no light coming in from the window. The room was a quiet black and blue, the floor was an invisible red wood, and the bed sheets were pale gray.

Wen Rang watched everything in the room quietly, and the people behind him hugged him for a long time without saying a word.

"Humph……"

He Shishen let out a heavy breath for no reason, and it was his hands that were climbing.

-------What is he doing.

There are two orchards.

"I like red beans."

Red beans are born in southern China, and a few branches are born in spring.May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

For some reason, this poem popped into Wen Rang's mind, feeling that this poem is so...beautiful.

He Shishen spoke in a low voice, and buried his head in Wen Rang's neck and shoulders.

You pick more, you pick more.

The smell made the heart warm up, and there seemed to be a sense of evaporating heat on the cheeks.

Only then did Wen Rang understand the meaning of the other party's %2B bean stem...

————————………

——————— He did it on purpose.

———————Bastard, barbarian.

Wen Rang's heart was beating fast, he had never been so close to anyone before.

"en..." With a faint sound, he was terrified when he heard it, what happened to him?

——————— Those who stand up are good men.

No matter how weak Wen Rang's voice was, when it reached He Shishen's ears, he couldn't help amplifying it several times, and then circulated it in his mind.

He Shishen's great yearning for the silent hearing, not to mention the sound of the hearing, it is simply... the sound of soul-stirring.

It was so strange, it was the first time that He Shishen wanted to monopolize a voice.

"..." He Shishen's voice was a little hasty, "Don't move yet."

Like rain hitting plantains, flowers fall all over the stream.

There is always some affection to come to spring.

On the grasslands, most wild animals share food from the neck and shoulders of the prey.

"Ho..."

Wen Rang couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, his whole body was like a puppet, with his hands hanging down feebly.

The sound of the zipper opening was very clear, and the jacket fell to the ground and covered He Shishen's shoes.

What is the world shrouded in, as if there seems to be nothing.

Wen Rang only wore a thin cotton gown underneath. The weather in April should be a little warm.

"wait for me."

He Shishen fled the key card from his trouser pocket with one hand, and quickly put it into the card slot by the door in the dark. In an instant, all the lights in the room turned on.

Wen Rang was like a sculpture, standing in his arms with his back turned.

--------Saw.

Wen Rang didn't dare to turn around to look at him, and He Shishen continued to hold him as he was.

"I want to see you." He Shishen rubbed the other party's hair.

Wen Rang exhaled lightly and shook his head.

It's like the countryside in western paintings, and it's like the tranquility of pigeons sitting on the red roof, and it's more like smelling the paint boxes piled up in the studio.

Like existence and uncontrollable logic, like many accidental feelings.

One day in his childhood, He Shishen also dreamed of a certain spring like this, dreaming of a kind of flower that could bloom white again and again.

Clouds are the most ethereal and clearly visible existence.

It turns out that Wen Rang is also a person who pays attention to exercise.

No one can tell that the cat-like person is actually a well-developed and strong person.

"...he."

Like the wind, the thief in the orchard was stopped.

——————The ground was stolen.

—————Let him steal?

Hearing it makes him soberly aware that it cannot be stolen at this time.

"Kitten?? Is the voice of a kitten like this?"

He Shishen's chin was firmly embedded in the opponent's shoulder,

No, no, Wen Rang was thinking of a cat.

Seeing that He Shishen was about to scratch the cat's tail.

Wen Rang Shun broke free and escaped from the opponent's embrace.

Wen Rang turned around and stared at He Shishen, his mouth moved.

"I also raised a kitten before." He Shishen bent down, picked up the other party's coat, and with a strong wave, the coat was thrown onto the counter next to him.

"..." Wen Rang looked very dangerous at this moment.

—————— Cats are good at running.

The redness on Wen Rang's face has not faded, like the glow left on the river, like the sea in Monet's sunrise.

The leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a steady and clear sound, and He Shishen walked up to Wen Rang in a few steps.

"Wen Rang." He Shishen held the other's face in both hands, Wen Rang looked at the other side for a moment, then looked to the side.

There is wind and rain, like clouds passing through the forest, the kiss becomes very long, and the green vines once climbed the branches of the banyan tree.

The thumb rests on the vine leaves, and the fingerprints are the first to touch the warm air.

The vines hang on the branches, extending the outline of wild green. Everyone who looks forward to spring will be kissed by spring.

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Unconsciously, Wen Rang's hands were taken by He Shishen, and the two stood hugging each other.

The long-awaited embrace, if there is a faint undercurrent.

The longing that is hard to hide, the non-thought born out of nowhere.

He Shishen bent down and picked up his cat and spring.

They are the ones walking towards the white cloud, and the cats are falling down the cloud.

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