Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

It was a touch-and-go kiss.

Hawley took a step back, pulling the distance between them, his anger dissipated.

"Let's go." His voice was lighter than the wind and deeper than the sea, "I will let you go."

He was never able to force it to stay.

He already knew it in his heart, and he made a decision when he took the person home: only Wilmer took the initiative to say goodbye, and he did not take the initiative to abandon it.This is a promise he cannot break.

He wanted to keep him, but his feelings and the desire to possess restrained his brain, making him unwilling to accept such an ending.

Since Wilmer is going to leave, and he has lost his heart, why not bet everything, like a bankrupt gambler, and give this ridiculous feeling a piece of freedom.

Hawley didn't expect the other party to accept it. He was afraid that Wilmer would be frightened, so he carefully withdrew his hand and pulled it away from his favorite hair.

Seeing Wilmer's ecstasy, Hawley's heart ached, and he had no reason to touch him openly.

He sighed, "I'm sorry...don't be afraid."

He didn't want to turn around, or even blink.Looking at Wilmer's expression like masochism, he stepped back.

The soil on the soles of the shoes was sticky and wet and weighed a thousand pounds. Holly's steps were difficult and slow.

The noisy birdsong in the forest were urging and sarcastically, about three steps away, and finally about to turn around, but Holly was choked.

Black mist overflowed from the ground, sweeping towards him overwhelmingly.

Holly was pulled suddenly, and his back hit the rough tree branch, and he gasped in pain.In the next moment, the slightly opened mouth was swallowed.

Speaking of kissing, it's more like fighting.All rationality collapsed at this moment.

They didn't know how to breathe, but they parted before the air ran out with a tacit understanding.

Inserting five fingers into the hairline of the back of the head, Hawley straightened Wilmer's head.

He breathed heavily and asked tremblingly, "Do you know what you're doing?"

If it was impulsive, no matter how he liked it, he would have to beat Wilmer.

Wilmer trapped Holly's waist with black mist, he leaned towards the tip of his nose, and nodded with the other's tall and straight nose.

"If this is a dream, I'd rather never wake up."

In a word, Holly was completely awakened.

"Holly, Holly...my love, the sun, my everything. Don't reject me...well." Wilmer murmured in a low voice as if he was drunk.

With his mouth covered, he whimpered softly like a puppy, and a pair of dark rubies were sprayed with water.

I didn't even cry, your tears won't be shed first...

Holly couldn't hear his nasty words, and his ears were about to burn.

"Wait, you..." He didn't dare to let go, but made Wilmer's eye sockets more moist.

"Did you tell me before that the person you like is actually... me?"

Wilmer nodded.

"……When did it start?"

Wilmer lowered his eyes and glanced down at his palm.

"I don't know, it seems like a long, long time ago."

He added in a breathy voice: "I love you far more than you think."

The air seemed to be stagnant, and their eyes met.

"You said you were leaving, what's going on?"

"I thought you heard everything." Wilmer felt aggrieved, "Crack and Banpi wanted to go hunting in the magic plant forest, so they asked me for news."

Hawley turned the gears of his brain.The bamboo forest in the south, passing through the swamp... is really the direction of the magic plant forest.

"They are not familiar with that territory, and I promise to lead the way."

Suddenly, Hawley laughed dumbfounded, and pressed his forehead into Wilmer's shoulder.

It was a relieved smile.

Needless to say, the undead will become a prototype when their emotions fluctuate greatly.At this moment, Wilmer turned back into a skeleton in his ignorance.

Lifting his head, he faced a bony face.

"I'm trying," Wilmer said annoyed secretly, "but it's not very stable now, the soul core, I can't control it."

"No." Holly shook his head.

With his fingertips, he wiped away the tears stained on Wilmer's eye sockets and on the white bone surface, and with the corners of his lips, he held the skull and kissed it reverently.

……

After that day, as if nothing had happened, Wilmer sent him away that day, and Hawley continued to deal with the related affairs of the store.

They didn't even say goodbye, and tacitly didn't mention the matter.

But only the two of them know that ineffable things are accumulating in their chests little by little.

Within three days, Wilmer returned on horseback in a hurry.

Hawley greeted him in front of the house in the city, and as soon as he stepped through the door, the two embraced and kissed irresistibly.When he recovered, he was already standing in the bathroom.

"Do you understand what to do next?" Holly asked, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

"What?" Wilmer blinked.

"..."

Come on, he will know!

He has given Wilmer popular science|sexual education, but those are just the basics; looking at the details, such as how to act and how to behave between men, it is not in his plan.

He stared into Wilmer's questioning red rabbit eyes, as if waiting for an answer.

The idea has been completely brought up, so if I say more now, it will take a lot of effort just to explain.

Anyway, he has rough skin and thick flesh.Holly exhaled slowly and pushed Wilmer away.

"Go to another bathroom and wash yourself."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the room without looking back, as if he was looking for something, Wilmer had to do so.

……

Holly dropped his arms across his chest.

He crawled out of bed awkwardly, looking at the messy clothes all over the floor, he felt a headache.After digging through the closet for a while, he dug out the clean pants and put them on on the spot.

The man on the bed turned over slightly, as if he heard the rustling of clothes, and then slowly woke up.

"Holly."

Wilmer's eyes were sleepy, his red eyes were narrowed, and he searched for him in a daze.

He half raised his waist, his curly hair pouring down like a golden waterfall.The thin lips were slightly pursed, and the bright red of the iris permeated the lips.

Demon concubine.Holly thought.

He just responded with a "huh".

Wilmer's voice is lazy and hoarse, because he just woke up; his own voice is really hoarse, the masterpiece of a night of tossing.

Hawley couldn't figure out why he was the only one being tortured so badly.

The ring marks on his chest have not faded away, not to mention the faint burning pain all over his back.

The emotion is vigorous, and it corresponds to some things, but it is not good at all.

He really didn't expect that the healing light magic would be used on himself.Throughout the entire continent, he is probably the only one who can cast magic like this.

Concubine Yao woke up for a moment, and with the aftertaste of last night, she gazed at him affectionately.

With a cold face, Holly raised his trousers and turned around indifferently, leaving the rabbit spirit behind.

I don't know if the king will go to court or not, but he is going to make breakfast anyway and he is hungry.

For breakfast, he could only make porridge and side dishes. After washing, Wilmer walked into the kitchen following the scent.

He took the plum between Holly's fingers very naturally, sucking the sweet and sour taste, remembering the taste of last night.

"Don't be silly, come help." Holly warned.

Wilmer stood behind him, with plum in his cheek, and said vaguely, "Brother..."

Holly's arm shook, and the wooden spoon almost fell into the pot.

"I'm not your brother," Holly said dryly.

"I called you that last night, and you were very happy."

"You denied it before."

"That's because... I don't want to be just a junior forever in your eyes."

Holly kept silent, and slowly stirred the porridge with a wooden spoon to prevent it from sticking to the bottom.

There is a low call in the ear, occasionally calling out a title, a single word, not as sticky as "brother", but the tone of the call is pitiful.

He knew well that Wilmer had already understood his temper.

Holly pulled out a plate of braised fins. "It's almost enough, otherwise you won't be able to eat this dish, you can only drink white porridge with me." Even if he didn't agree, the other party would still hold back and keep barking.

A low laugh came into his ears.

Wilmer, eyes downcast, picked up the apron string at the nape of Holly's neck between his teeth.

The relationship is already different, so naturally there is no need to have similar troubles.

Hawley pretends to be his brother, but he doesn't want to admit it.When I first met, it was because I felt unworthy.

He doesn't deserve such a scorching sun, although for him, it always has a fatal attraction.

Later, the admiration turned into admiration, and he tried his best to get closer, longing for other identities,

It is by no means inferior to confidants and relatives, let alone above them.It is a relationship that is included, but more intimate.

Realized now, possessing it all—his lust, fire, eternal sun, blazing light.

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Summary: "It's all here"

This is an eternal curse that cannot be broken!

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