don't cry

Jing Rong thought he must be crazy.

After the boy's voice fell, he really had the idea of ​​leaving here with the other party.

Before sunset, the two elope.

With a touch of fantasy and romance, it looks like two ignorant teenagers playing and frolicking wantonly.

However, soon, this impulse was extinguished. He looked at the crowds around him, hesitating whether his thoughts just now were too naive.

However, he didn't have time to think about it in the next second.

Qu Yu took his hand and gently pulled him up.

Some curious eyes fell on them, but Qu Yu didn't stop, and walked out holding his hand.

They walked out of the crowd, out of the lawn, out of the playground.

Slowly, slowly, they began to trot, gradually speeding up, and speeding up again.

Jing Rong felt the breath of the wind and smelled the fragrance of osmanthus in the wind.

In September, the sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the campus blossomed one after another, and the bright yellow color occupied the branches of the trees, pressing down heavily, as if beckoning to them.

Perhaps it was because there was a music festival going on on the playground, and most people went to watch the fun, so there weren't many people walking around the campus.

Although people will be watching, Jing Rong doesn't hate this feeling.

The palm was slightly moist, and the place where he was being held was scorching hot. Qu Yu pulled him and ran to the biggest osmanthus tree.

Jing Rong supported his knees with both hands and panted slightly. He took a deep breath to adjust his breath, and felt as if someone had set fire to his lungs, which were dry and painful.

But he couldn't stop being excited and happy, even a little unsatisfied.

After adjusting his breathing, Qu Yu sat under the tree without caring about his image. His forehead was slightly soaked with sweat, and he looked a bit embarrassed, but his eyes were bright and clean.

"Brother, we have succeeded in elopement." Qu Yu raised her head, her slender white swan neck was slightly glowing, and her Adam's apple was delicate and prominent.

His posture is extraordinarily elegant, revealing a frankness and simplicity, which makes people's hearts soft.

The sunset glowed on his body, dyed with a layer of gentle warm orange light, revealing a hazy poetic flavor and infinite softness.

Like a darling favored by God.

Jing Rong imitated him and sat down, leaning against the tree, breathing still a little unsteadily.

He narrowed his eyes to the sky.

The gorgeous orange-yellow clouds are floating freely, the sun has only a faint outline left, and the sunset glow is grand and beautiful, like a rich oil painting.

Jing Rong hummed lightly, as if he didn't want to break the silence of this moment.

The breeze was blowing, and he tilted his head comfortably, with a rare gentle expression.

Coincidentally, Qu Yu also turned his head to look at him, his eyes met, only the sound of each other's breathing remained, and the boundless ambiguity spread.

Jing Rong suddenly felt a little thirsty, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to gently sweep over his dry lips.

His lips are neither thin nor thick, with a moderate and perfect contour curve, which looks especially suitable for kissing. The lip color is reddish, but not girly, mixed with youthfulness and maturity, and has a unique youthful look.

Jing Rong's eyes fell on Qu Yu's lips, and he asked by chance, "Are you thirsty?"

He didn't notice that after saying this sentence, Qu Yu's eyes suddenly darkened.

When the other party didn't speak, he realized how proactive and crossed the line his question seemed in such a situation.

——As if actively seducing the other party.

He couldn't help biting his lower lip, regretting what he said without thinking just now, showing a vaguely annoyed expression.

Just as he was trying to find another topic to ease the embarrassment, someone suddenly pressed hard on the back of his neck.

Before Jing Rong could react, his lips were sucked hard.

Qu Yu's beautiful and delicate face was magnified in front of him, so close that he could clearly see the thickness of the opponent's eyelashes, which were so black and curly that they seemed to be innumerable.

As if aware of his distraction, the other party bit his lower lip slightly dissatisfied. It didn't hurt, but it was enough for Jing Rong to recover.

"Brother, close your eyes."

The other party seemed to sigh helplessly.

Jing Rong ignorantly closed his eyes according to his words, his glasses were taken away, and then the city was plundered and the battlefield was captured.

Jing Rong only felt that his brain was like a balloon that was gradually inflated and enlarged. At a certain moment, it exploded with a bang, and his head became dizzy, and the last rationality disappeared completely.

He was completely disorganized, like a toddler trying to walk crookedly.

However, every little bit of his initiative can arouse the infinite excitement of the other party, making the other party even worse.

Jing Rong felt as if he had fallen into a misty dream. His feet were dangling in the air, and his hands could not grasp anything. He could only look for something to rely on, but he couldn't find it.

The brain began to lack oxygen, the oxygen in the lungs was deprived, and the whole person was like a small fish out of water, causing dizziness and suffocation.

He had never had such an experience, so he became more and more dazed, and could only hold the corner of the other party's clothes tightly.

Jing Rong knew that he was nervous, at a loss, and hesitant. He didn't even feel so helpless during the college entrance examination.

He can only continue to be like a lost deer, stumbling around looking for the correct route to go out, but he has not found it yet, and has a new intention for convenience.

Jing Rong opened his eyes and reached out to block the opponent's movements.

His eyes were rarely covered with a layer of water, and the beautiful almond eyes were wet, making them more attractive and pure.

Without the aid of glasses, his vision is very blurred, even if he is so close, he seems unable to see into Qu Yu's deep eyes.

Qu Yu's appearance at this moment is slightly different from before, full of aggression, sharpness and cruelty, like a general leading thousands of troops to fight.

Qu Yu let go of his arms, and gently kissed the tip of his nose tenderly and affectionately.

"Brother, I like you so much." Qu Yu's voice was hoarse, gloomy and soft.

Jing Rong doesn't know how many times he has heard the other party's confession, but never has it been as warm and affectionate as today. A few simple words seem to be unable to express the fiery love, but only a glimpse of it.

But this corner is enough to shake Jing Rong.

Or maybe, he had already started to waver a long time ago, but the last straw was still missing, making him determined to leave the safe zone and try to enter a strange land that he had never stepped into.

Jing Rong didn't speak, and Qu Yu didn't urge him, but just kissed his chin, neck, and ears delicately, breathing freely.

"You let me," Jing Rong couldn't help but hum softly, his voice became unsteady, "Let me think again."

After hearing him finish speaking, Qu Yu was sticky for a while before letting go.

When the other party opened up a distance, Jing Rong felt relieved, but felt a little lost, and wanted to get closer.

But rationality finally defeated sensibility. He pretended to be calm and groped to put on the glasses, but he still couldn't hide the deep satisfaction between his brows, and an insider could see the way at a glance.

However, Jing Rong didn't know anything about it, he kept a straight face on purpose, trying to make himself look more serious.

He patted the dirt on his body, couldn't help shaking when he stood up, and was quickly supported by Qu Yu's eyes and hands.

Jing Rong said a word of thanks in a low voice, but later realized that his voice had also become a little hoarse.

The sun has completely lost its trace, and the sky is dim, not as pleasing to the eye as before.

Jing Rong looked up and said in a low voice, "Go back."

Qu Yu's fingers dexterously got into his, intertwined his fingers tenaciously, and shook his hands cheerfully.

"My brother promised me that we will drink together tonight." Qu Yu said coquettishly, "Don't play tricks."

Jing Rong glanced at him, and the other party boldly pecked Jing Rong's cheek again, relying on him not to refuse her acting like a baby.

Jing Rong turned his neck uncomfortably, and sighed helplessly: "I'm really afraid of you."

They walked towards the school gate hand in hand.

Although Jing Rong didn't directly agree to Qu Yu's confession, something was different from the past. Rather than refusing, it was more like trying to get him.

They were palm to palm, intimacy.

After buying beer from the canteen, Qu Yu acted as a laborer, carrying a case of Tsingtao Beer and Jing Rong back to the rented house side by side.

Originally, Jing Rong only wanted to buy a few bottles, but Qu Yu couldn't bear to kiss him in the shelf, and the grandmother at the commissary looked at them curiously, and he was so ashamed that he could only agree to the other party's request.

There are twelve bottles of Tsingtao beer in a case, and even half of them will not be intoxicating. Jing Rong is quite confident in his drinking capacity.

It wasn't until Qu Yu took out a bottle of white wine and Coke in her bedroom and ice cubes from the lower shelf of the refrigerator that Jing Rong had a bad feeling.

"What's the fun in just drinking beer? Let's play finger-guessing. Two out of three rounds will win. The person with the lowest number will be punished with a sip of a special drink. Whoever gets drunk first loses."

Qu Yu blinked slyly, and looked at Jing Rong: "Do you want to play, brother?"

Jing Rong almost understood what the special drink was, and was a little hesitant.

He can still stay sober with beer, but if he mixes it with a barrel of Coke, it's hard to guarantee that he won't get drunk.

Seemingly seeing his hesitation, Qu Yu used the method of coquettishness again, shaking his arm: "Brother, you promised me, don't go back on it~"

Jing Rong had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Qu Yu happily pecked him on the face, then turned and went to the restaurant to exchange a Coke barrel.

Jing Rong sniffed the light sweat on his body, and took this time to go back to the bedroom and take a cold shower.

After taking off his clothes, he glanced at the glasses and couldn't help being startled.

Her lips were slightly swollen, her neck was covered with deep and shallow red marks, and her earlobes were also red.

He recalled the hesitant look on his grandma's face at the commissary, and couldn't help but blush again.

He quickly took a shower, didn't have the courage to look in the mirror, changed into clean clothes, opened the door and went out.

It happened that Qu Yu had already mixed the Coke bucket and was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Jing Rong slightly adjusted his facial expressions to make himself look less unnatural.

He walked slowly over, trying to make the last struggle: "There is class tomorrow."

"I've already asked for leave." Qu Yu offered a mobile phone with both hands, and said with a smile, "I'm missing my brother."

Jing Rong had no choice but to take the phone to ask for leave, then put it aside, and sat down on the sofa.

Qu Yu only turned on a small light, which was gentle and dim, showing a bit unreal, making Jing Rong think that he was drunk before drinking.

Qu Yu handed him a bottle of Tsingtao beer: "Let's start."

These words were like a switch, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed slightly.

Before today, Jing Rong never thought that his luck could be so bad. He saw more and more empty wine bottles, and the brown special drink in the glass was empty and refilled.

The slightly bitter liquid entered the throat, and when it accumulated to a certain extent, it became uncomfortable. Jing Rong only felt that the eyelids were getting heavier and ghosts gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

But the feeling of flatulence in the lower abdomen became more and more intense.

He knew that he was drunk, so he took the initiative to admit defeat: "I, I can't do it, I lost."

After saying this, he couldn't help but belch with the smell of alcohol, his whole body was limp, and his head was as heavy as water.

He slowly closed his eyes, fell drunk on the coffee table, and kept muttering: "I lost, I lost, stop drinking, spare me..."

Although Qu Yu was also a little drunk, she was still a little sober.

He leaned over and listened quietly to Jing Rong's words for a while, couldn't help curling his lips, and raised his hand to stroke the latter's hair.

"Silly brother, how could I spare you." Qu Yu murmured, and lightly licked the other party's lips after speaking.

The drunken Jing Rong frowned slightly, unable to open his eyes for a long time.

Qu Yu supported him to send him back to the bedroom, and then blatantly walked into the latter's bathroom to take a bath.

He washed slowly, washing his whole body thoroughly.

After washing, the bathroom is filled with the smell of gardenia, which is sweet and tangy, with an alluring meaning.

He wrapped Jing Rong's bath towel, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself.

The young man was tall and thin, his skin was dazzlingly white under the light, but he raised his arm without blinking, and began to suck the skin on his arm in front of the mirror.

Soon, many red marks appeared on one arm, as if it had been severely trampled |, he continued to touch the other arm without changing his face.

After finishing both arms, he went out wiping his hair. When he passed by the bed, he saw Jing Rong who was lying down and sleeping obediently, and he lowered his head leisurely and kissed each other's forehead.

Qu Yu went back to the bedside table in her bedroom, took out the online shopping products that arrived today, and used them according to the instructions.

After staying quietly for a while, he tore off the tattoo stickers, and the hickey marks that were fake and real appeared on the skin of his waist and thighs.

Thinking of something, he went to the sink to wet his fingers and tried to wipe the "hickey" on his leg, and it really faded a lot.

The instructions say that this tattoo sticker is not waterproof, and it will fade away after taking a bath, so don't worry if it is too stubborn to wash off.

Satisfied, he immediately gave the store a five-star praise, placed another order for several sets, and then continued to fiddle with the tattoo stickers.

After the body is covered with traces, the neck part is done carefully and meticulously.

Qu Yu stood in Jing Rong's bathroom again, but this time the young man's body was covered with dense marks, and it was impossible to tell if it was true or false without looking carefully.

He closed his eyes, tightened the towel around his body, turned and walked out.

Jing Rong slept for a while, and he was a little better. When he was sleepy, he only felt that the light in front of him suddenly turned on, which was a bit dazzling.

He subconsciously squinted his eyes, and when he was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in his vision.

The other party's whole body was wrapped in a bath towel, making him look extraordinarily petite and weak, as if he would fall if pushed.

Jing Rong stared blankly and forgot to close his eyes.

Because he didn't wear glasses, he couldn't see the other person clearly.

He always felt that the other party was somewhat familiar, but there was something wrong.

Alcohol disrupts thinking, and he chooses to stop thinking.

Jing Rong was paralyzed on the bed, his whole body was lazy, as if he couldn't exert himself, and his head still felt a little uncomfortable.

He took two heavy breaths, and suddenly gained the strength to raise his hand, pointing at the blurred figure.

"Fairy."

His tone was firmly defined.

Instead of going back to his own home to sleep in the middle of the night, he ran to his bedroom wrapped in a bath towel. What other intentions did he have besides seducing him?And what would the person who wanted to seduce him be other than a goblin?

Jing Rong thought dazedly that the logic just happened to be self-consistent, so he became more confident.

He struggled to get up, and groped for his glasses restlessly, trying to see what the "fairy" looked like.

However, the "goblin" in front of him seems to be kind, like.After understanding his thoughts, he handed the glasses to him obediently.

Jing Rong didn't believe that the goblin would be so kind, and looked at the other party vigilantly, even though it was just a blurry figure, it didn't prevent him from glaring at her aggressively.

"Don't try to lie to me," Jing Rong stepped back subconsciously, and felt that he had forgotten something, so he added the other party's identity, "Fairy."

He felt that he was already very vigilant, but when the sight in front of him became clearer, he still showed a little dazed expression.

The "goblin" was really scheming, and actually put on his glasses while he was not paying attention!

Jing Rong was more careful, he raised his eyes to look at the "fairy", and suddenly found that the "fairy" had a face he was very familiar with.

——The other party actually pretended to be Qu Yu!

Jing Rong couldn't help feeling angry in his heart, this "fairy" was too hateful, he closed his eyes and decided not to look at him anymore.

But a hand suddenly climbed onto his neck, and he heard a sigh, and he didn't know why the "fairy" was so helpless.

Even though he thought so, he still opened his eyes honestly to look at this scheming goblin, and Qu Yu's face was infinitely magnified in front of him.

The other party looked at him affectionately and tenderly, leaned over and kissed his lips lightly.

"Brother, can you hurt me?"

When Jing Rong was in a daze, he heard the other party's aggrieved voice.

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, he was still thinking that this goblin really had a lot of scheming, and she would act coquettishly to show weakness.

He won't be fooled.

……

I don't know how long I slept, but Jing Rong suddenly felt that the light was very dazzling. He frowned and woke up slowly.

The first is the head, the feeling of hangover is really not good, there is a little unconsciousness in the stuffy pain, and the reaction seems to have become sluggish.

He shook his head very lightly, slowly opened his eyes a little bit, his chest was stuffy, as if he was being pressed by something, and he was a little short of breath.

Jing Rong moved his fingers again, and subconsciously stretched to his chest after feeling a little strength.

Suddenly, he moved.

Something seemed to be rubbing against his skin on his thigh, and his waist was tightened.

Jing Rong woke up most of the hangover, he fully opened his eyes, and slowly lowered his head.

The first thing I saw was a hairy head. The other party was sleeping extremely unsteadily, with trembling hair that brushed his chin lightly.

The back of the other party's neck was white and delicate, like a high-quality white marble. Looking down, many red marks suddenly appeared on the other party's fair back, with different sizes and different shades of color.

Rao Jing Rong is not familiar with this aspect, and understands what it is.

As if aware of his scrutiny, the other party buried his face in his chest unsteadily, and all the warm breath sprinkled on his skin.

Jing Rong's body froze.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all left as afterimages, and he couldn't grasp them, so his head was messed up, but there was no clear idea.

Who is this guy?

Why did it appear on his bed?

Why are there hickeys?

……

Finally, what is the situation now?

Jing Rong looked at the person lying on his body with complicated eyes. Although he was cold-tempered, he also knew that innocence cannot be ruined.

There was no trace on his body, but the other party was in a miserable state. It was obvious that he did something terrible and cruel when he was drunk.

Qu Yu's face flashed in his mind, and Jing Rong closed his eyes, feeling that his breathing was even more difficult.

While he was thinking wildly, the person on his body suddenly moved again.

Jing Rong didn't have time to think about it, he held his breath and watched the other party move.

The other party seemed to be looking for a comfortable position to continue sleeping, and his cheek was slightly pressed down.

This time, Jing Rong's hangover brain was fully awake, he slammed the other's arm away, and moved to the end of the bed in a little embarrassment, with a look of vigilance.

Meanwhile, Thin is peeled off and he sees an oil painting.

The main tone of the oil painting is reddish, printed on white cloth, with different shades of colors and different outline sizes, it looks like a chaotic arrangement, but it seems to be regular, vividly showing the creator's abundant inspiration and perfect brushstrokes.

If one of the parties is not himself, he feels very beastly.

The other party was awakened by his movement, moved his head slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Brother, what's the matter." The other party's voice was soft, hoarse, and a little nasal.

Jing Rong's originally vigilant expression shattered like a mirror.

He had heard this voice countless times, and every time the other party used this milky voice to act like a baby to him, he couldn't stand it.

After rubbing his eyes, the other party squinted as if he was not used to the light.

Eyes, nose, mouth, any one is excellent, and he is familiar with the combination.

Qu Yu noticed his shock and avoidance, and seemed a little sad. Just as her upper body leaned forward, she seemed to be involved in something, her expression changed slightly, and she pursed her mouth in displeasure.

Jing Rong subconsciously wanted to care about him, so he blurted out the words without going through his brain: "Are you all right, what's wrong?"

Said, the hand has been stretched over.

Qu Yu looked at him with grievances, wrapped up the thin quilt that had fallen off, and avoided his hands: "Does my brother hate me?"

"It's okay, I suggested drinking, and it's all my fault."

"Brother, don't blame yourself. I won't blame my brother."

"If my brother doesn't want to see me again, I will move out today and never appear in front of my brother again."

Seeing the other party getting more and more aggrieved as he talked, yet he insisted firmly, Jing Rong's heart tightened for a while.

He couldn't help but leaned forward and hugged the red-eyed boy, out of pity, the strength was carefully controlled so as not to hurt the opponent's range.

He stroked the other's back tenderly and patiently, his movements were as gentle as treating a fragile glass doll, full of care.

"Good boy, I didn't say I hate you." Jing Rong paused and answered the other party's initial question.

"it's not your fault."

"It's my fault that hurts you. You can hate me, but don't hurt yourself."

"Don't move out, it's not that I don't want to see you."

Jing Rong answered all the other party's words one by one, and finally thought for a moment, sighed: "I just don't know what to do."

What he said was the truth, no one would be helpless in this situation.

A slightly older brother slept with his younger brother who had a crush on him while he was drunk, but he hadn't recognized his own heart. No matter how he thought about it, he was irresponsible to his younger brother.

Jing Rong cherishes Qu Yu very much, so he is even more entangled. He doesn't want to treat him badly and ignore him, but also doesn't want to make a wrong choice. It becomes more and more difficult to make a choice.

He was confused, but suddenly felt a little wet on his shoulders.

Jing Rong was stunned for a moment, and when he moved a little away, Qu Yu was already crying.

The other party's eyes were red and watery, with small drops of water on the eyelashes, trembling uneasily.

"Don't cry." Jing Rong only felt his heart was hit hard, it was painful and numb, the dull pain made him even more incapable.

Under the thin quilt, none of them was covered, and Jing Rong could clearly feel the other party's legs trembling slightly, as if disturbed or sad.

"However, I still like my brother very much. Even if my brother does too much, I still like my brother." Qu Yu bit her lip, she seemed a little shy after speaking, she lowered her head and dared not raise her head again.

Jing Rong understood that this was the other party's kind affirmation of tolerance for all his choices, no matter what he chose, the other party would not blame him.

Thinking of this, all the messy thoughts in my heart disappeared.

He suddenly wanted to be impulsive again, trying to accept and respond to the other party's straightforward and warm affection.

After all, he planned to take a step forward before.

The air was still.

Jing Rong made up his mind and embraced the thin boy again.

"If you don't mind, how about we try together?"

His tone was solemn and serious: "I won't force you to do something you don't like. If you find that you don't like me that much when you get along with me, or you have someone else you like, I won't either. Stop you, you are a free individual, I will respect and support all your choices."

This passage was exceptionally fluent, as if he had simulated it many times in his mind, so proficient that even he was a little stunned.

Jing Rong's lip line was straightened, and he waited nervously for the other party's answer.

Qu Yu shook her head slightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Brother, can you kiss me?"

Jing Rong's heart trembled, he hummed softly and pulled away a little, he carefully pressed the other's lips, imitating the way the other did yesterday, slowly holding his lower lip, and gently rubbing against each other.

It's a pity that he is not a good student who is good at learning, he has only learned a little skill, and he has no idea about the following regulations, just rubbing the other party's lips indiscriminately.

Gradually, Jing Rong felt a little dissatisfied, and then like a snowball, the dissatisfaction increased, and finally, he let go of his hand a little bit self-destructively, and pulled a little distance away.

"I won't." Jing Rong said with some frustration.

When Qu Yu took the initiative to seduce him yesterday, he thought that kissing would be a simple matter, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to guide him, but he had no plans and feelings at all.

A hand was placed on his cheek, rubbing lightly.

Jing Rong raised his eyes to look at the other party, Qu Yu's eyes were still a little red, but there was a hint of bewitching, as if silently seducing him.

"Brother, let me teach you how to do it." Qu Yu said slowly.

His ending was raised slightly, more like coquettish than interrogative, with a hint of affirmation.

Jing Rong's ears blushed quietly, but he still nodded in shame.

It's nothing, it's just learning.

He said so to himself.

However, when the other party's lips were pressed against him, the familiar feeling of dizziness and suspension came back to his mind, and he couldn't remember how to study at all, so he could only blindly accept what the other party gave.

They messed around in bed for a while before getting up and dressing.

The electronic watch showed that it was past eleven o'clock at noon, and it was time for lunch.

Jing Rong took a shower and regained his refreshed look, but when he looked at himself in the mirror, he always felt that something was different from usual.

He shook his head, chuckling at his sensitivity and suspicion.

Considering that Qu Yu was not feeling well, he endured the slight pain in his palm and went to clean up the mess in the living room, then went into the kitchen with the ingredients to wash the vegetables.

He had accidentally seen netizens discussing it before, and he knew that Qu Yu couldn't eat too meaty food now.

He was going to cook some light meals, and he had to watch Qu Yu carefully in the past few days, so that he could have a good rest.

The oil painting is rich in ink and color, three points into the paper, it is really hard to imagine how uncomfortable Qu Yu will be.

Thinking of this, Jing Rong couldn't help but want to see if Qu Yu's body was injured. He simmered the porridge on a low fire, then turned and came to the door of Qu Yu's bedroom.

He knocked a few times, and the other party quickly opened the door for him: "What's the matter, brother."

Qu Yu also changed into clean clothes, but her neck and arms were exposed from the evidence of last night.

Jing Rong coughed with an unnatural expression: "Are you injured, do you need me to buy medicine?"

Qu Yu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's okay, brother, I've already taken the medicine, but I can't do that kind of thing anymore recently, I need to control it."

Needless to say, Jing Rong also intends to continue abstaining from sexual intercourse, but the latter is still a little worried: "Are you sure it's all right? Can I take a look, if it's really nothing serious, don't worry."

"It's really fine, brother, don't worry, I'll be completely healed in a few days." Qu Yu shook her head and said.

Seeing this, Jing Rong couldn't continue to force himself. He nodded, turned around and wanted to go to the kitchen to look at the porridge, but the other party held his hand.

"Brother, did you forget something?" Qu Yu asked slowly while holding his hand.

Jing Rong turned back to look at him: "What's the matter?"

Qu Yu reached out and nodded his lips, shaking his arm with a smile, acting like a child begging for sweets.

"Of course it's a good morning kiss from my boyfriend's brother."

Jing Rong's ears were slightly red, and he slightly raised his head and kissed Qu Yu.

Qu Yu frowned, obviously very happy with his initiative, so she also kissed his cheek.

"Did brother cook? It smells so good." Qu Yu exaggeratedly sniffed and asked pretending to be thoughtful.

Jing Rong nodded: "You should eat a light diet recently, avoid meat and spicy food, and take care of your body."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Yu's expression changed slightly, and the latter tried to save her by coquettishly: "But I want to eat Coke chicken wings and sweet and sour pork."

"It's okay, I can cook it for you after a while." Jing Rong mercilessly rejected his cuteness.

This was the first time he resisted the opponent's coquettish Dafa, and he didn't expect it to be because of this kind of thing.

Qu Yu dragged out a long "ah" in regret, his expression hard to hide his disappointment, and his whole body was a little listless.

Jing Rong couldn't bear his unhappiness, and retreated a little: "I'll cook it for you this weekend, but in moderation."

Qu Yu was stunned again, and stretched out her little finger: "Lagou, don't go back on your word."

The boy's eyes are bright, very lively, with a pure natural childishness, so pure and innocent that one can't help but love and pity him.

Jing Rong followed his example and stretched out his little finger.

Two equally fair and slender little fingers hooked together, their nails were glowing with a healthy light pink, and their thumbs touched the pads.

"Don't go back on your word." Jing Rong said softly.

After dinner, Jing Rong originally wanted to go back to the bedroom for a lunch break, but when he thought about it, he didn't get up for a long time, so he went back and sat on the chair, opened the book and read carefully.

There was a light knock on the door.

Qu Yu's head popped out, and she acted like a baby at him: "Brother, I want to take a nap with you."

Jing Rong adjusted his glasses helplessly: "Didn't you just wake up not long ago?"

Qu Yu lowered his head, as if a little shy: "But I'm sleepy again, my body is so tired, my waist is sore and my legs hurt and I don't want to move."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help supporting his waist, shaking his arms slightly, as if he was rubbing his waist.

For a moment, Jing Rong thought of the numerous scars on the opponent's body, and without thinking about continuing to read, he quickly got up and walked over, holding the opponent's hand on the waist.

He glanced at the shy Qu Yu who bowed his head, hesitated for a moment, then stretched his arms through the bend of the opponent's legs and back, and lifted him up in the way of a princess hug.

Qu Yu was caught off guard that his body was flying into the air, and subconsciously grabbed something that could be supported, so he wrapped his arms around his neck, and the small pink pillow in his hand fell on his waist and abdomen.

The bed sheet was thrown into the washing machine after Jing Rong got up and washed. Now it is covered with a light blue spare bed sheet and replaced with a new thin quilt of the same color.

Qu Yu was placed on top of it. He was wearing a pure white short T and pure black shorts. Because of his fair skin, the color contrast on the top appeared to be more intense, as if he had knocked over the paint pan.

Blue, white, black, red.

The collisions not only complement each other, but also have their own styles, showing a strange fit.

Jing Rong's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked blankly, "Are you thirsty?"

Qu Yu's eyes changed slightly, and the bottom of the eyes was filled with black ink that Jing Rong couldn't see through.

He pursed his lips and sat up, opened his arms towards Jingrong, and put on a gesture of dependence and begging for a hug: "Brother, I want to hug."

Jing Rong felt more and more thirsty, but vaguely guessed the meaning behind the other party's signal.

He stood there without moving, even though the other party was very close to him, he was still insignificant and a little ashamed.

Qu Yu didn't speak any more, just raised his head, looked at him obediently and quietly, as if he was waiting.

Jing Rong's ears were flushed, and he coughed lightly: "It's strange to act like a baby."

Said, the upper body leaned forward to embrace the other party.

Although the atmosphere was a bit hazy just now, now Jing Rong has no intention of continuing. Except for a certain green software that is not allowed to be written, and the review love is locked up, he still prefers this kind of contact that is measured and will not lose his mind.

In less than a day, he lost control enough times.

Qu Yu didn't seem to think so, Gogou Tangtang wanted to cling to him, clinging to Jing Rong like a coquettish kitten.

Jing Rong pressed his head: "Did you forget that you are not allowed to write about this kind of thing? Do you want to be locked up in the dark room ten more times?"

Qu Yu wronged Babara to keep a distance and looked at him: "But, I want to get closer to my brother."

"Be patient."

"OK then."

The author has something to say: Green tea dog hook: Caught a pure and kind wife!

The task of the next stage - eat brother!

(Don’t lock me for the Qiuqiu audit, it’s really all deleted! Honestly, the words of Shimizu have been engraved in the DNA!!)

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Quiet Mimi put a pre-acquisition, I wrote a version before, but now I decided to rewrite the whole text, it is an ABO cookie with O attack and A acceptance!Interested babies can go to the column Kangkang!

Title: I want to bite the back of your neck

Copywriter:

After Tan Shu split into an Alpha, countless Omega came to his side with sharpened heads, but he didn't look down on any of them.

Until one day in a bar, after a faint smoke, the youth is decadent and depressed

Looking at each other from afar, those indifferent gray eyes crashed into his heart

— Plop, plop,

Tan Shu was moved.

It's a pity that the handsome guy is good everywhere, but his mind is hard to guess.

Restaurant, get off.

Internet cafe, soak.

date, go.

But never mention feelings.

Even after living together, they are extremely pure, and booing is limited to booing

Tan Shu couldn't bear it anymore: How can you agree to talk to me?

The other party raised his eyelids: Give me a bite on the back of your neck and talk

Tan Shu: ...?

Brother, it's not good for you, an Omega, to covet Alpha's nape.

Later, the young man brought the back of his neck to Tan Shu's lips, and the final sound was suppressed and trembling,

—Mark me, possess me, and love me with all your life

Edible Guidelines:

1. Wavey and skinny Alpha Shou x Decadent and unhappy Omega Gong, Tan Shu x Ruan Yi, 1v1, He

2. O attack A receive! O attack A receive! O attack A receive!don't stand against