The protagonist always says he loves me

Immediately there was no sound behind him, and it was as quiet as if the brakes had been pulled on.

Chen Ci lowered his head and glanced. The hem of the pajamas was still long, and if he pulled it down, it could barely cover the reaction of his lower body.He pulled his clothes before turning around. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Chen Mi looked like a chicken that had been defeated in a fight. His bright feathers had become eclipsed, and his whole body was enveloped in a gloomy and depressed atmosphere.

"You still hate me."

Chen Ci was confused by his thoughtless sentence.Chen Mi lowered his eyes and said, "You really like Kong Zhou better."

"I can laugh and make trouble, and I can play with you everywhere..."

Chen Ci linked all his anomalies that night together, and suddenly understood the reason. Chen Mi felt that he was disgusted with Kong Zhouhao.Chen Ci thought it was a bit funny, not to mention that he couldn't confirm whether Kong Zhou was his lover now, even if Kong Zhou really was, he still had a lot of weight in his heart...

"You must think I'm boring."

Chen Ci saw that Chen Mi's mood was getting lower and lower, and hurriedly interrupted, "Who said that?"

Chen Mi's fingers rubbed back and forth along the seam of his trousers, and Chen Ci held his hand quickly, so that he would not bite his fingers bloody like he did when he was a child.

"I'm being polite to Kong Zhou because he's your classmate." This sentence was a little lacking in confidence, and it was quickly skipped, but what followed was the truth, "I have never disliked you , in my heart, you are the best."

"Then you still have dinner with him..."

Chen Ci felt that Chen Mi must have a small account book in his heart, he had written down what he said to Kong Zhou today and how many times he smiled, and he was waiting to settle it with him one by one.Thinking about it this way, I actually think it's cute.

"We eat outside when we accompany outsiders," Chen Ci said, "Don't we usually cook our own food at home?"

Chen Mi raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Chen Ci hit the rails while it was hot, "Good boy, sit down, and I'll serve you some porridge."

He stirred the porridge water in the stew pot with a spoon, scooped up some lotus seeds and gorgon seeds, and put them into a bowl together with the rice porridge.He put the bowl on the dining table, lowered his head and blew, and greeted the boy who was still standing like a snowman, "Come and eat."

Chen Mi sat down beside him, held the porcelain bowl in both hands, and lowered his head to take a sip.

"Be careful." Chen Ci felt that he was caring for the other party with the mentality of an elder, but the heat in his lower abdomen was always reminding him that this was not the case.There was not much room under the dining table, so Chen Mi chose a seat closest to him, and the two of them could touch each other with just a slight movement of their long legs.

Chen Mi seemed to be scalded, he let out a breath, and stuck out the red tip of his tongue.At the same time, he straightened his long legs bent under the table, and happened to squeeze between Chen Ci's legs.

"Uncle," Chen Mi swallowed a mouthful of porridge soup, with an expression on his face that could not tell whether it was gloom or joy, "Is everything you said true?"

Chen Ci moved the chair back calmly, trying to avoid the embarrassment caused by the accident under the dining table.Chen Mi asked again, "Will you not treat me as an outsider and cook for me?"

"Yes." Chen Ci thought that it was a child throwing a tantrum, and immediately said, "Before you find a wife, if you want to eat, I will make it for you."

Chen Mi put down the bowls and chopsticks, they were still neatly put together like when he was a child, head to tail aligned.

"No one else." Chen Mi said seriously, "Just you and me, okay?"

Stared at him relentlessly, Chen Ci blurted out, "Okay."

"Uncle is the best!"

Chen Mi's face, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.However, contrary to the somewhat shy expression, his legs under the dining table boldly clamped Chen Ci's calf, and slowly rubbed upwards along that tight and thin calf...

!

Chen Ci's mind was shaken violently, and until the aftertaste of the orgasm passed, he still couldn't believe that he ejaculated after being rubbed a few times by a teenager.The other party didn't do anything at all, even the place where they rubbed was not a sensitive zone...

The pajamas were wet, and he clenched his fists at the hem of the pajamas.Chen Mi's legs were still between his legs, Chen Ci couldn't guess his intention.Did he do it on purpose?Or is it just an expression of intimacy?Does he know that such a move has crossed the line for the elders and the younger generation?

A series of questions flooded Chen Ci's mind, which made him feel very confused.

"Uncle."

It was a completely different feeling to hear the same address again, and Chen Ci responded with a complicated mood, "Yes."

Chen Mi said, "I'm full." He also retracted his long legs and sat upright.

The melancholy clouds floating in Chen Ci's heart dissipated a little.He stood up quickly, threw the bowls and chopsticks on the table into the sink, and walked out first, "Sleep when you are full. Your stomach should not hurt now, right?"

He guessed that his back must look a little embarrassed now, and maybe Chen Mi would be puzzled why the amiable elder turned his head away suddenly, but he really needed to be alone immediately.If Chen Mi really had that kind of thought for him... what would he do?

……

At 25:[-] in the morning, Chen Mi quietly opened the door that he had opened countless times in his dreams.The person he had always thought of was lying on the bed defenselessly, with his clothes slightly open and his face sleeping peacefully.

Chen Mi walked lightly to the bed and bent down.

Chen Ci's brows were slightly frowned, as if he had dreamed of a very difficult puzzle, and his well-shaped lips squirmed from time to time, not knowing what kind of answer he wanted to say.

In Chen Mi's heart, there can only be one answer.It can be the "no one else" he said before, or it can be other more straightforward words, such as he wants to hug him, and he has been the object of fantasy since the first impulse.

These words cannot be said when he is sober, otherwise he will frighten his seemingly mature but innocent "uncle".How stupid is it to fail to see his strong possessiveness and explicit teasing, and to define the relationship between the two as the elder and the younger?

Inside the shell of this man who is almost 30 years old, he pretends to be a teenager's soul.On the contrary, he secretly rejoiced in this.

Chen Mi rolled onto the bed with ease, and straddled Chen Ci's body.His movements were very light, and he would not wake up a sleeping person for the time being, but to be on the safe side, he took off the contact lens on his left eye and woke up the person under him.

"Hmm..." Chen Ci made a vague sound and half-opened his eyes.

Chen Mi held his cheeks, and the boy's voice became hoarse and charming after lowering it, "Look at me."

There was a green light in his left eye, which instantly condensed into a dot, dotted in the middle of the pupil, like a distant cold star in the night.

"Go to sleep."

His eyes have abilities that ordinary people don't have, and he has known it since he was a child.The right eye can temporarily control the human body, while the left eye can directly control the human heart.He once despised himself because of this ability, feeling that he was a monster who shouldn't live in the world, and later he also used this ability to protect himself from being harmed when he was wandering alone.But it wasn't until he met Chen Ci that he felt that this ability was also beneficial, at least... now the other party let him do whatever he wanted.

After practicing secretly for so many years, he will no longer use it frequently in a short period of time like when he was a child, causing the ability to fail.He was sure enough that he could enjoy the night in peace.

Chen Mi leaned over and pressed down, reaching into the other party's loose pajamas.The silky smooth touch came from the fingertips. It was hard to believe that this was the skin of a man who was about to enter his [-]s and had a successful career.No amount of touching was enough, Chen Mi stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the other person's shoulder socket, gnawed densely along the collarbone, then pulled the neckline of the pajamas away, and caught the eye that was particularly attractive to him...

"Uncle, you shouldn't have cooked lotus seed porridge for me..." Chen Mi said in a low voice, "Compared to that, I would rather have red bean porridge."

His lower body was already as hard as iron due to excitement and trembling, and it directly touched the opponent's soft belly.He stretched out his hand to take off the extra clothes, and put the two of them together. Disgusted that he still couldn't hold his hand, he took Chen Ci's well-maintained white and smooth right hand, and pressed his five-finger ring on it.

Chen Mi let out a contented sigh, just because the hand holding him belonged to that person, he almost couldn't help it.

"I'm not going to be as . . . quick as you are, Uncle."

He kissed the other party's neck, chest, and lower abdomen delicately, and slowly moved again after enduring a burst of impulse.Fresh and tender lips, white and thin chest, a bit embarrassing and cute appearance... everything is stimulating him, making him want to really enjoy this delicacy.

His fingers touched the other's buttocks unconsciously, rubbing the body in his arms tighter.

He wants, wants to possess this person fiercely, has no time to get close to others anymore, wants to make him cry to an orgasm, and force him to use his ravaged lips to express the promise that belongs only to him.

But if he did this now, the other party would run away in fright.

Chen Miyin resisted and withdrew his hand, only slapped the opponent's buttocks heavily, and then slowly moved between the opponent's legs.From the beginning to the end of this long, one-sided indulgence, he kept his eyes fixed on the person below him, and finally kissed the other person's lips deeply, as if he wished to wrap his lips through the entanglement between his lips and teeth. Desire, his eagerness was transmitted to the other party's heart.

"Don't lie to me..."

"Otherwise I don't know what I would do..."

"I love you, Uncle."