On the bone

One one one

Mu Mingyi's shoulders were very strong, and it hurt a little when he knocked on them, and the wet clothes brought a cold feeling. Ning Hui stood up straight suddenly, he regretted it now.

After a thoughtless fight with Jiang Yuhan, the timeline went forward, it was this person who ran over angrily to catch his senior brother's 'rapist', and it was his senior brother Mu Mingyi himself who gave him this room number, In the final analysis, it was caused by the disconnected and outrageous words he said, Ning Huiran looked around his devastated room in great pain.

...the housekeeping service will not come until noon.

What is even more distressing is that he made Mu Mingyi another big thunder.

"Brother Yi, shouldn't Jiang Yuhan be allowed to run away like this? Why don't we just let him..."

"Quiet?"

"..."

I didn't expect Mu Mingyi to answer so quickly, Ning Huiran swallowed back the words 'get it back', and sincerely apologized: "Brother Yi, I'm sorry, I'm all to blame for this, will he be scattered in the group tomorrow?" Ah? If that's the case..."

Guji one by one

An untimely sound, reminding the host that he was hungry, came from Ning Huiran's shriveled belly. After throwing up at night, he only ate a small piece of biscuit, which was coerced and lured by Sister Fei. At this moment, his stomach was empty and he kept protesting , Mu Mingyi's eyes directly fell on Ning Huiran's lower abdomen.

Ning Huiran didn't pay any attention, and Mu Mingyi didn't allow him to. He grabbed the opponent's wrist and kept shaking: "Brother Yi, look at me... what should I do about this?! Hey, don't look at my stomach, look at my face!" !"

Guji Guji one by one

louder.

Probably even ignoring it became an embarrassment, Ning Hui was so annoyed that he got his hips on his hips, his head drooped, and then he grumbled a few more times... Mu Mingyi was laughing, saying that he asked the room service to bring some food.

"What service is it called?! I haven't said anything yet..." Ning Huiran gasped, Mu Mingyi's cell phone was stuck to his ear, and he called the hotel service desk in a correct tone. Ning Huiran was so frightened that he reached out to grab it. His room!

The man avoided him, put his fingers to his mouth, and made a silent gesture.

Ning Huiran watched helplessly as Mu Mingyi ordered a midnight snack for him and gave him his room number, then he turned his head to the side with a very bad expression, his brows were full of sadness.

"Many of my recordings are not in the same period. Even if I dub the original sound later, people will not be able to hear a few words." Mu Mingyi tapped his fingers on the phone, lowered his head and said, "Are you so timid?"

After a while of silence, Ning Huiran muffled: "Last time I caused trouble for you and hung up the hot search for a week, and you ignored me for more than half a month..." He lowered his head and his voice became softer: "I'm afraid gone."

Mu Mingyi raised his head and looked at him without speaking.

As if waiting for Ning Huiran to notice something, he raised his head and met his gaze, Mu Mingyi looked into Ning Huiran's eyes seriously: "I will never do this again, never, I swear."

He was stunned for a short time, then Ning Huiran raised the corners of his mouth, turned his head to clear his throat, and used these small movements to cover up his almost unbearable smile, but Mu Mingyi was very generous, smiling, and staring at him frankly look.

"Do you have clothes here? I don't want to go up and get them." Hearing Mu Mingyi's words, Ning Huiran suddenly realized that the two of them were still wet.

The island is hot, and the temperature and humidity in the room are very pleasant, but it’s not like this for them. After being made a fuss by Jiang Yuhan, the clothes went from wet to semi-wet, absorbing too much body heat, and every piece is cold to the touch. of.

Ning Huiran hurriedly went to the closet to find clothes, Mu Mingyi touched his pants casually, it was an extended movement, and Ning Huiran himself was moving, Mu Mingyi's hand slid from his waist to thigh: "Don't Just take it for me, and you can change one too."

Obviously, he just went to feel the humidity on his body naturally, but the place he touched was like a fire. He could feel the heat of Mu Mingyi's palm through his pants, and Ning Huiran felt goosebumps all over his body sensitively.

Restraining himself, Ning Huiran concentrated on finding some oversized clothes for Mu Mingyi with slightly longer hands and feet, and just as he threw the jacket and trousers over, he remembered that he didn't have new underwear that he didn't wear.

what to do?Ning Huiran asked this question, he knew that his underwear must be soaked in the shower for so long.

Mu Mingyi said he didn't need to wear them.

Ning Huiran turned around in surprise, not on purpose, but happened to see this man take off his black trousers from his ankles, throw them aside, and then take off his underwear to the end...

Ning Hui raised his heart suddenly, and couldn't move his eyes anymore. He saw Mu Mingyi like this once, in the bathroom of Xia Pei's house, that rainy night when he reconciled with Cheng Xinhai.

At that time, he liked watching it very much, and Yu Li even showed him the playback clips on the set.

That was the first time he had a subversive understanding of his own sexuality, and it was also the first time he noticed the little bud of love that had been bred in his heart for Mu Mingyi—and now it was once again proved that he not only likes it, but also loves it. I really want it, but thinking of my breathing becoming heavy and my whole body feeling hot... Ning Huiran immediately turned around.

He was doing something casually under his hands, and he couldn't stop talking like a chatterbox: "Then... how uncomfortable that is, Brother Yi, how about I take it for you, and you give me the room card, where can you find it? Otherwise, I’ll ask Sister Fei, what are you talking about, how would she know about this thing, oh, I’m so stupid, if you buy one in the supermarket downstairs, you have to..."

As if being scalded, Ning Huiran shivered suddenly, he could feel the trembling of the flesh on his back.

A hand was pressed against his side, and he didn't know whether his skin was too cold or the other's palm was too hot. The feeling was the same as being burned with a hot soldering iron.

Ning Huiran felt that his legs were weak and trembling, and then followed by a chest with the same temperature—Mu Mingyi used the same posture of raising his hand as his, and stuck to his back, which was about to collapse, and was about to fall like a waterfall The clothes that came down were tucked back.

The hotel wardrobe has partitions, Ning Huiran thinks the bottom is too trendy, so he stacks his clothes on the top floor.

He was almost hit in the face by his clothes on the spot.

"See you're cold, put on your clothes quickly."

Being set off by his side, Mu Mingyi's body was like burning coals, Ning Huiran hurriedly pulled out two pieces of clothes to put on his body, and didn't take a second look to see if Mu Mingyi's clothes fit him well.

At this moment the doorbell rang, and the meal arrived.

Smiling at Ning Huiran, Mu Mingyi lowered his head to operate the phone, and sat on the bed against the wall, where he couldn't see from the door.

Seeing the messy scene in the room as if it had been robbed, the waiter who delivered the food in the hotel widened his eyes, and just when he wanted to stretch his neck to look inside, the door was closed heavily.

Mu Mingyi's order was very light, a clear soup with egg noodles, even so, Ning Huiran also felt the aroma was tangy, he was really hungry.

Holding the noodles, Ning Huiran sat down cross-legged to make a clean place at Mu Mingyi's feet, eating with relish.

Looking up from the phone, Mu Mingyi looked him up and down, and asked him with a smile what he was doing.

"This is close to you." Taking a sip of his face, Ning Huiran raised his head and smiled at Mu Mingyi. He kept his eyes on the phone, stretched out his hand, and gently slid Ning Huiran's face, showing intimacy.

Ning Huiran didn't mind either, he liked Mu Mingyi's touch so much, he swelled his cheeks while sending it to Mu Mingyi's fingers.

After eating, maybe he was no longer so hungry or was disturbed by his thoughts, Ning Huiran stopped.

He stirred the rest of the noodles with chopsticks and said, "Brother Yi, is Jiang Yuhan really okay? That kid has a bad temper, is anxious, hates me so much, and ran away in such agitation, he can't do anything." Something irreversible happened?"

"He can't do anything," Mu Mingyi typed the last word, and put down the phone: "Yuhan won't do anything against me. In his eyes, you are with me now, and he won't do anything again." Do anything you shouldn't."

Hearing this, Ning Huiran was taken aback, unable to explain why, felt uncomfortable for a while.

"He came to me. Originally, I wanted to talk it over with him so that he could see it more directly. That would be fine," Mu Mingyi leaned the only pillow left on the bed against his back, took the cigarette from the bed cabinet, and put it in his mouth. Mouth asked Ning Huiran: "Is there a fire?"

Throwing a parabola to him, Ning Huiran flushed the noodles down the toilet, and when he came back he had to go through the lighter, so he lit one himself.

"Jiang Yuhan is used to self-willedness, sometimes his behavior is very naive, especially with me, he will act recklessly with those who can't influence him, and he doesn't want to restrain his temper, but he understands better than anyone else, he is good at weighing gains and losses, I also understand the situation clearly, knowing that you have a relationship with me in bed, it will not be like before, you will no longer see him dangling in front of your eyes, and you will not be harassed by him inexplicably," Mu Mingyi chuckled and sucked Smoke: "You will stop for a long time."

The smoke was wafting, and the effect was doubled when the two of them smoked together. Ning Huiran got up and stepped on the lint all over the floor with bare feet, and opened the French windows of the balcony. He didn't know if the hotel room was sensitive to smoke, so he poured water on it. It's really important.

Sitting back, he smoked to the end, Ning Huiran squinted his eyes due to the smoke, finished smoking one without saying a word, lit another, and when he couldn't hold it anymore, he raised his eyes and asked, "Brother Yi, what are you doing?" Why did you do this?"

From going to the balcony to returning, Ning Huiran's behavior fell into Mu Mingyi's eyes. Mu Mingyi hadn't smoked for a long time, and there was a piece of ash on the cigarette end. He looked at Ning Huiran and didn't say a word.

"You come to see me, kiss me, just like you are still in the bathroom..." She smoked too fast, with smoke sticking to her mouth, Ning Huiran stuck out her tongue and said, "Just to show him? "

I finally knew why I was unhappy, and co-authored Life Is Like a Play, and Plays Are Like Life, and I acted for him inside and outside the play.

Ning Huiran rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, he felt the smoke made his eye sockets hot and his nose sore.

The author says:

Brother Yi is not a scumbag, his unclear attitude is also affected by a past event, let's look back.