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Xia Bingyang thought that Ji Zheng would take him home, but he did not expect that Ji Zheng would take him to the hotel.In the car, he asked Ji Zheng why he didn't go home, and Ji Zheng said while backing into the parking space: "near."

Ji Zheng chose a nearby hotel, and when he was going through the formalities at the front desk with Xia Bingyang's ID, Xia Bingyang was playing with the golden toad placed on the front desk of the hotel.Jin Chan had a jade bead in his mouth, Xia Bingyang put his fingers into Jin Chan's mouth, and turned the bead up and down, playing very attentively.

Ji Zheng got the room card, walked to Xia Bingyang and watched Xia Bingyang play with beads for a while, then put his hand on Xia Bingyang's shoulder, and said, "Go up."

Xia Bingyang didn't realize that Ji Zheng was beside him, when he was touched by Ji Zheng, his whole body trembled, and he took a step aside as if he had been electrocuted, and said, "Oh, which floor is it on?"

Ji Zheng looked at him for a moment, did not answer, walked into the elevator first, waited for Xia Bingyang to follow, and pressed the floor button for the 16th floor.

In the elevator, Ji Zheng glanced sideways at Xia Bingyang, and saw Xia Bingyang with his back to him, facing the car wall, holding his mobile phone and lowering his head, not knowing what he was doing.From the beginning on the way to the hotel, Xia Bingyang looked like he was out of his mind, his heart seemed to be burdened with worries, but his eyes were often empty.Not only that, Ji Zheng found that Xia Bingyang had been avoiding physical contact and eye contact with him, and he didn't even speak to him.He tried to communicate with Xia Bingyang several times, to test Xia Bingyang's thoughts, but Xia Bingyang faltered and faltered.

Ji Zheng didn't know what Xia Bingyang was thinking at this time, and he didn't know what kind of thinking process Xia Bingyang had gone through. He suddenly felt that bringing Xia Bingyang to the hotel seemed a bit difficult.Maybe Xia Bingyang used to talk about wanting to 'do business' with him just to talk about it. After the wolf came many times, he was afraid of the real wolf coming, so he wanted to back down.It's not impossible.When Ji Zheng began to worry about how the day would end, the elevator door opened and the sixteenth floor arrived.He opened the door with the key card, Xia Bingyang walked in first, looked around the outer hall that was automatically lit, and then went into the bathroom.

Ji Zheng closed the door, locked it, and heard the sound of running water from the faucet in the bathroom.He unbuttoned the two buttons of his suit jacket and walked to the bar by the French window.Because the room he opened was of a high standard, there was a bottle of champagne presented by the hotel in the room. The champagne was nestled in an ice bucket on the bar, with a corkscrew and two goblets beside it.

Ji Zheng didn't open wine very often, so he opened the champagne with a corkscrew and poured half a glass of wine into each of the two goblets.When he was pouring the wine, Xia Bingyang came out of the bathroom.

Xia Bingyang washed his face, and his hair was completely wet from the root of his neck to his neck. Even though he had wiped it off with a towel, his skin still looked moist and tender just after being exposed to water.He walked towards Ji Zheng in surprise: "Drink?"

Ji Zheng turned to him with two goblets in his hand, and handed him the cup in his left hand.

Xia Bingyang took the cup: "Can you drink it?"

Ji Zheng said: "It's okay, you can drink a little."

Xia Bingyang smiled and said, "I don't think I've seen you drink before."

Ji Zheng smiled and said, "I'll see you soon." As he spoke, he raised his glass to Xia Bingyang.

Xia Bingyang could only drink with Ji Zheng, and he kept looking at Ji Zheng while drinking; Ji Zheng's drinking posture was elegant and skillful, not at all like someone who seldom or never drank, he stopped after taking a sip, It seemed to be tasting the taste, and then began to take a second sip; Ji Zheng stood under the chandelier, the bright light fell into the cup in his hand, the goblet seemed to be filled with a glass of golden amber light, and the swaying amber light was like a stream of water There were streaks running across the lenses of his glasses.

As if emboldened, Xia Bingyang raised his head, drank up the contents of the quilt, then put down the cup in his hand, took a step forward and stood in front of Ji Zheng, raised his hand to take off the glasses on Ji Zheng's face, Then looking at Ji Zheng's darker and deep eyes without lenses blocking them, Ji Zheng's eyes are too quiet and too deep, deep enough to suck people in...

Xia Bingyang fell into the dark pool in his eyes, and was stunned.

Ji Zheng looked at him, continued to drink the wine in the glass, and put down the glass until it reached the bottom, then lifted Xia Bingyang's chin with his slightly cold fingers, lowered his head and kissed Xia Bingyang's lips...

He and Ji Zheng's kissing skills are very good, and they cooperate with each other very well. Xia Bingyang was able to keep up with Ji Zheng's rhythm at first, but when Ji Zheng gradually deepened and exerted force, he gradually lost the initiative and became dizzy. Feeling drowsy, my body gradually became hot, like a small boat floating on the sea passively bumping up and down...

Suddenly, he lowered his head to avoid Ji Zheng's deep kiss, grabbed Ji Zheng's neck as if exhausted, panting heavily.

Ji Zheng's breathing was much more stable than his. He held Xia Bingyang's waist, and found that Xia Bingyang's body became stiff with his touch, and the arm around his neck was also trembling.

Ji Zheng's voice was low and hoarse and he asked: "What, are you afraid?"

Xia Bingyang said after a while: "No, I, I'm too nervous."

"What are you nervous about?"

"Don't know, I've never been so nervous...fuck."

Xia Bingyang couldn't help swearing at himself, his heartbeat was so fast that he couldn't even speak out of tune, he wanted to calm down as soon as possible, but the more he tried, the more nervous he became, and the more nervous he became, the more timid he became, the result was like now, Hiding in Ji Zheng's arms like an ostrich, he didn't even dare to meet Ji Zheng's eyes.He didn't know why he was like this, like a kid who had never experienced anything like cloud and rain.Of course Ji Zheng is not his first time, but Ji Zheng is [-] times more exciting and shocking than his first time.It seems that the relationship between him and Ji Zheng was insignificant before this time, and even the lives of people have been wasted for more than [-] years.

Ji Zheng guessed some, but not all, and said: "I will not force you, if you are not ready, then—"

Xia Bingyang suddenly hugged him tightly, and hurriedly said, "I'm ready, I'm ready."

Having said that, Ji Zheng found that his body was getting stiffer, and Ji Zheng smiled helplessly: "You are not ready yet."

Xia Bingyang was silent for a while, and said stiffly as if annoyed: "I have been waiting for you and thinking of you for so many years, and you say I am not ready?"

Ji Zheng said: "These are two different things."

"One thing."

"Bing Yang, don't be brave, let's take our time."

"I don't want to take my time, I want you, like crazy."

Ji Zheng's concentration was already weak at this time. Hearing what he said, there was only a sliver of it left. He pinched Xia Bingyang's chin and lifted it up, with fire burning in his eyes: "I want you too, but I want you I don't want to hurt you either."

Xia Bingyang looked at him with a pair of bewitching eyes, and said almost provocatively: "Even if I die by your hands, I am willing."

As if the fire was cooking oil, something in Ji Zheng's mind exploded with a 'bang'. He pulled Xia Bingyang to the big bed several steps above, and almost rudely threw Xia Bingyang onto the soft bed.

Later, Xia Bingyang grabbed the quilt tightly, struggling violently between pain and happiness, panting and said: "Really... I'm going to die!"

Ji Zheng said: "Didn't you say that you are willing to die at my hands?"

Xia Bingyang hugged Ji Zheng's sweat-drenched back with all his strength, and smiled heavily: "Come on, kill me."

A famous scholar said that man is an iceberg, and as an iceberg, one should love the breeze and ocean current lightly, until they meet another iceberg, and they love each other wholeheartedly.Xia Bingyang felt that it was too lonely to compare people to icebergs. He was not an iceberg, and neither was Ji Zheng. They were fireworks and stardust, the howling wind between the cascading mountains, the pouring rain in the forest, and the binge drinking in the forest. Fenglu's free desire and soul...

The moment the fireworks hit the stardust, Xia Bingyang hugged Ji Zheng tightly, like a bumpy boat in the wind and rain clinging to a solid current, and said in Ji Zheng's ear: "Brother, I love you."

Ji Zheng didn't respond, but he knew that Ji Zheng must also love him, because Ji Zheng spent the whole night creating a dream for him, and the dream was still the mountain forest with howling wind and heavy rain.The forest was covered with golden sunlight and heavy golden rain. He couldn't feel the existence of his own body, but it was the first time he felt his own existence so strongly.In the dream, he is the whistling wind, the golden rain, the galloping horse, the flying white dove, and the sika deer hidden in the bushes moving at every turn...

The night was long, but eventually it passed.The moment Xia Bingyang opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the bright sunlight outside the window. He squinted his eyes, waited for the double shadow in front of him to clear away, and looked out of the window again. He saw a figure sitting by the window facing him. It was Ji Zheng. .

Ji Zheng was sitting on a single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. He was wearing yesterday's suit pants and white shirt, but there was no belt in the waistband, and the two skirts of the shirt were also wide open, exposing every tight waist from the neck to the lower abdomen. Smooth muscle lines.

Xia Bingyang saw him crossing his legs, lazily resting on the left forehead, and gently stroking a yellow kitten squatting on his lap, with a vague smile on his face.

No, they are in a hotel, not at home, how did the egg yolk appear?Xia Bingyang closed his eyes and looked again, only to realize that he had read it wrong. What was on Ji Zheng's lap was not an egg yolk, but a hotel menu.

Ji Zheng was flipping through the menu to order, looking at it very seriously, he didn't even notice that Xia Bingyang had woken up.Xia Bingyang lay on the bed, stared at him sideways for a while, and wanted to call him, but the moment he opened his mouth, he didn't make a sound.He froze for a moment, and tried to speak again, this time he was able to make a sound, but his throat was sore and hoarse, as if a handful of sparks had been stuffed into his throat.

He yelled 'Brother' to Ji Zheng, but Ji Zheng heard only a vague short syllable.Ji Zheng closed the menu, got up and walked towards Xia Bingyang's deep bed, squatting on the side of the bed, pushed back Xia Bingyang's messy hair on his forehead, looked into Xia Bingyang's eyes and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

"My throat hurts like hell."

Xia Bingyang said hoarsely.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Ji Zheng got up and went out, and soon came back with a glass of warm water.Xia Bingyang lay prone on the bed, leaning on the bed with his elbows to prop up his upper body, and drank two mouthfuls of water that Ji Zheng handed to him.After drinking half a glass of water, his throat didn't hurt much anymore, and he lay down on the bed again, with most of his face sunk in the pillow, sighed and said, "I'm starving to death."

Ji Zheng sat by the bed, stroking his hair, and said: "I ordered the meal, and I can eat right away. Go take a shower first?"

Xia Bingyang said listlessly: "I'm so exhausted, I have no energy in my body." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Ji Zheng: "Lie down with me for a while."

So Ji Zheng took off his glasses and put them on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and lay next to Xia Bingyang, Xia Bingyang immediately entangled him, lay on his chest, hugged his waist, buried his face in his naked chest and sucked a breath Tone: "Have you taken a shower?"

Ji Zheng rested his left hand on his pillow, and with his right hand, he touched Xia Bingyang's head that was rubbing against his chest: "Well, I woke up half an hour earlier than you."

Xia Bingyang swept his eyes roughly, and found several small red bruises on his neck and chest, and a tooth mark on his shoulder.Xia Bingyang looked at the marks on his body in confusion: "I did it all?"

Ji Zheng looked down at him, closed his eyes and smiled heavily: "Is there anyone else?"

Xia Bingyang was dazed after drinking, and muttered, "Why don't I have any memory."

Ji Zheng opened his eyes and looked at him meaningfully, and asked with a slight smile, "Have you forgotten everything?"

Xia Bingyang met his eyes, and the scenes of last night flashed back in front of his eyes one by one like a movie, and the senses that quickly awakened seemed to boil, and the desire that could not withstand the teasing started a commotion.As soon as his mind became hot, he raised his head and kissed Ji Zheng without thinking.

Ji Zheng held the back of his head with one hand and gave him a deep and long kiss.Xia Bingyang wanted to unzip his suit pants, but was stopped by Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng grabbed his dishonest hand and said with a smile: "Isn't it painful, starving, or exhausted?"

Xia Bingyang came alive instantly: "Now I'm not in pain, hungry or tired."

He was about to break away from Ji Zheng's hand when he heard the doorbell rang, and the hotel staff said through the built-in loudspeaker: "Hello, food delivery."

Ji Zheng took Xia Bingyang's hand away, got up and stood by the bed and buttoned his shirt, then picked up the belt from the ground and tied it into his trouser waist.

He couldn't help laughing, bent down and kissed Xia Bingyang on the forehead, and said, "Get up and eat." After speaking, he walked out of the bedroom.

Xia Bingyang buried his face in the pillow and let out a long sigh. He sat up and put a hotel bathrobe on his body. The moment his feet touched the ground, his knees suddenly became weak. If he hadn't propped up the bedside table in time, he would have already knelt on the floor caught.His eyes widened in disbelief, and he propped his hands on the head of the bed in a daze for a while before slowly standing up.He knew that Ji Zheng is very fierce, and he spent the whole night to experience how fierce Ji Zheng is, but his physical fitness is not weak at all. Before that, he never thought that one day he would have sex with someone Can't get out of bed after...

Xia Bingyang felt ashamed, the kind of embarrassment of throwing his face in the grave of his ancestors.He didn't dare to let Ji Zheng know that his legs were shaking when he walked, so he ran into the bathroom at the speed of light while Ji Zheng was standing in the entrance talking to the hotel staff.

When he was taking a shower, he stood under the shower to check himself, and the shame and indignation just now were swept away, because he was so miserable, and it was just a little exhausted to be brought to this level, instead of being carried to the hospital, he immediately I felt a strong masculinity being injected into my body again.Looking at the marks all over his body, it is more like he was beaten by Ji Zheng than sleeping by Ji Zheng.

Halfway through the shower, there was a knock on the bathroom door, and Ji Zheng said outside the door: "Bing Yang, do you want to help?"

In the past, Xia Bingyang would definitely have dragged Ji Zheng in without saying a word, but now his muscles and bones are poured with hot water, and he is also very sore and limp while recovering from fatigue, so he had no choice but to refuse: "No, I'm going to be fine soon."

Ji Zheng was worried: "Didn't you just say that you have no strength?"

Although Xia Bingyang was coquettish and provocative, he still had to face, and said bravely: "Who said that, I didn't say that. Go away, go away, I don't want your help!"

Ji Zheng vaguely guessed his thoughts, and knew that he couldn't hold him back, so he hung his clothes on the hanger at the door, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go away. The clothes are outside the door, you take them yourself."