a little bit

After Xingxin asked, he couldn't help laughing when he heard Qiao Qiao's breathing.

The moonlight fell on his face, which was misty and flickering, lightly pondering his facial features.

As expected, he didn't hear the answer. He breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door of the house, put Qiao Qiao down, stretched out his hand to put his arms around him, and freed his other hand to open the door.

The door opened, and Xing Xin put the person on the sofa first. As soon as Qiao Qiao touched the sofa, he curled up together.

In fact, he was already awake, but his body was a little lazy, that little wine was nothing to him, and the alcohol was metabolized in his body very quickly.

He closed his eyes, thinking about how to use this drunkenness to plot evil.

Xingxin stood aside, looked down at him, the child's face began to turn red slowly, and even the neck was covered with pink.

He lowered his voice, murmured in a daze, and didn't know what he was talking about.

Hearing a low "hot", Qiao Qiao moved. He pulled the collar and pulled it out. The neckline of the sweater was already big, and when he pulled it, half of the shoulders were exposed.

Xing Xin was taken aback, the light from the ceiling crystal lamp in the living room was a bit dazzling, he hesitated for a few seconds, then pulled the thin blanket from the side of the sofa and covered Qiao Qiao.

Joe Bridge: ...

The heating was turned on in the house, and the living room was warm. Qiao Qiao was lying on the sofa with a blanket covering his body, and his whole body was tightly covered. He sighed heavily in his heart.

Not long after, there was a little coolness on his face. He squeezed a slit between his eyelids, and through the faint light, he saw Xing Xin was wiping his face with a wet towel.

Who asked him to wipe his face?

Brother, you are sober, what you have to do now is not to wipe my face!

Qiao Qiao's eyelids trembled, as he was about to wake up, Xing Xin paused for a moment, and immediately retracted, "Qiao Qiao?"

He called his name softly, Qiao Qiao closed his eyes and rolled his eyes, he suddenly raised his hand, and he lifted the blanket on the ground, turned over, and rolled most of his body out of the sofa, "Well...it's so hot ..."

Seeing that the whole person was about to fall to the ground, Xingxin took a step forward and grabbed Qiao Qiao. He knelt down on his knees, and Qiao Qiao lay in his arms. His lips brushed against his neck, exhaling hot and humid breath. .

Qiao Qiao embraced Xing Xin's neck, Xing Xin's body was a little stiff, Qiao Qiao seemed to wake up, buried his face on his neck, rubbed his nose lightly, his lips moved up little by little, and stuck to his neck. On the side of his face, he bit his earlobe.

He bit it lightly, opened his lips slightly, sprayed with hot air, and his voice was so soft that he said, "Xingxin, are you hot?"

Xingxin's Adam's apple was floating, his lips were dry, he pursed his lips subconsciously, and looked straight ahead.

He is a little confused...

How did the little rabbit brought home from the train drink and turn into a little fox?

Still, this is just a little fox.

Xing Xin didn't speak, and the drunk child laughed, the laughter came from the nasal cavity, a little low, a little hoarse, and it made people gasp for breath.

"Qiao Qiao, you're drunk."

Xing Xin's voice was a little unnatural, and Qiao Qiao laughed inwardly.

He moved forward a little bit, and most of his body was outside the sofa, but now he fell directly on the carpet, making a muffled sound, his knee was bumped, and it hurt a little.

He whimpered aggrievedly, and Xingxin was also taken aback, wanting to see his legs, but the strength on his neck tightened, Qiao Qiao hugged him tightly, Xingxin sighed, "Qiao Qiao, you Where did it fall? Let me see."

Qiao Qiao hugged Xing Xin but didn't move. Xing Xin had no choice but to put his arms around his waist and softly said, "Qiao Qiao, you're drunk, good boy. I'll take you back to your room and sleep, okay?"

When had he ever been so gentle, it was only in front of Qiao Qiao.

It's a pity that the tenderness at this time is not what Qiao Qiao wants.

Can Xingxin be rougher?

Tear off his clothes, tear off his pants, make him cry, make him beg for mercy, whatever you want to do to him?

Just don't push him away.

Qiao Qiao couldn't think of anything else in his head, and he was no longer afraid, and his courage grew wildly.

Just as he was intoxicated, Qiao Qiao slid off Xingxin's shoulder, fell down little by little, and finally fell into Xingxin's arms.

"I'm not drunk."

Xingxin looked down at him, he opened his eyes, they saw each other, he stretched out his hand, put his palm on the back of Xingxin's head, and pressed down.

Xing Xin only felt a flash in front of his eyes, but before he could react, his lips were pressed against the softness, his eyes widened slightly, and he saw a pair of clear eyes.

"I'm not drunk."

He repeated it again, then turned over, put his palm on Xingxin's chest, and pushed him gently to the ground.

Afterwards, the whole person climbed up, spread his legs, straddled Xingxin's lower abdomen, grabbed Xingxin's wrist, and pressed it firmly to the ground. The whole movement was done in one go. He took a breath and lowered himself Head, the emotions in his eyes fluctuated violently, he said: "I like you."

His chest heaved violently, his eyes were a little red, and he looked at Xingxin as if he was going to take his heart out of him.

Can you understand?

This kind of ecstasy of watching you die and seeing you again, that kind of surviving after a catastrophe, that kind of love returning to your eyes.

He was a heartless and fearless liar, if he hadn't met Xingxin, maybe after he got out of prison, he would still go back to his old profession.

He used to think that in life, unsatisfactory is an experience, so is chic, why should there be entanglements, why should he fall into this worldly world, but now, he understands, there is someone he likes, it is so beautiful to miss and care about up.

It seems that living in this world, I have hope, I want to look at him, I want to hold him, I want to talk to him, I want to see him smile, I want him to understand my heart.

I like you, I like you, I like you very much, I like you so much that I'm going crazy.

He looked at the dazed Xingxin, and before he could react, he possessed himself and kissed him hard.

Let's talk about the kiss first, let's think about it after waking up!

Abbreviation

Alcohol is really a great thing, a good catalyst, a magic weapon for confession, just wake up with a hangover and a headache.

Qiao Qiao grabbed the quilt to cover his head, he pressed the pillow and whimpered, at this moment, a pair of hands reached out, the slender white fingers slightly closed, and the palms covered Qiao Qiao's cheeks, Qiao Qiao turned over immediately like a cat. He turned around, with his belly facing up, and kept rubbing his face against the palm.

He curled up his mouth and looked at Xingxin happily. Xingxin leaned on the soft pillow and saw Qiao Qiao staring at him unblinkingly. He withdrew his hand, but Qiao Qiao grabbed it in advance and held it tightly in his hand. He lowered his head and kissed the back of Xingxin's hand.

Last night, the two of them didn't make it to the end.

Qiao Qiao's body was so limp, Xingxin still remembered how he fell in his arms, his eyes were moist, and he looked like he was about to cry.

He said, I like you, I like you so much.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qiao Qiao looked at him distracted, and asked involuntarily.

Xing Xin turned his head, nose to nose, the distance was a little close, Qiao Qiao looked at him intently, and then heard Xing Xin say, "Can you say what you said last night again?"

"Ah, what are you talking about?"

Xing Xin paused, then said, "I like you."

Qiao Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled. He lay on Xingxin's body all of a sudden, hiding his face in the hollow of his shoulder, and said with a muffled laugh, "I can't tell, you're also a thief."

"What?" Xing Xin looked at him in confusion, Qiao Qiao didn't say a word, and plunged into Xing Xin's arms, Xing Xin's hand covered his back, stroking him once and for all.

Qiao Qiao leaned lazily, the two of them were close together, and soon became hot, Xing Xin stepped back a little, Qiao Qiao leaned forward again, he turned his head sideways, biting Xing Xin's earlobe, with Smiling, he asked, "Brother, were you comfortable last night?"

He seems to enjoy being called brother.

Xing Xin frowned, thinking about how he called someone else's brother yesterday, and said, "Don't call someone else's brother in the future."

Qiao Qiao blinked twice, as if he didn't expect him to say this, he didn't realize it for a while, he thought Xing Xin was joking, but seeing his frown and serious face, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but Seriously.

"Okay, I will only call you from now on, little brother, are you satisfied?" Qiao Qiao smiled, his beautiful face seemed to be blooming, and Xing Xin looked at him, his face slowly turning red.

After that, the two of them covered the quilt and lingered on the bed for a long time. After finishing, Qiao Qiao was soft all over. Fortunately, he picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and put it on him, then picked him up.

"Go take a shower and then go downstairs to eat."

"You wash it for me." Qiao Qiao put his arms around Xingxin's neck, his feet dangling slightly, shamelessly.

Xing Xin pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer. Qiao Qiao saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, stuck it up, and kissed him, "Are you kidding, you don't say it, but you are actually happy in your heart died."

Xing Xin froze, Qiao Qiao saw that he had been punctured by himself, he felt amused, wrapped his shoulders, and played a rascal in Xing Xin's arms, "You must like me very much, don't you, do you think I'm pretty? It's cute, how much do you like me?"

He asked one question after another, which made Xingxin at a loss. He didn't say a word, but his whole ears were red.

He walked quickly to the door with Qiao Qiao in his arms, and when he opened the door, he was taken aback. Qiu Yi stood outside the door, staring at them blankly.

Before Qiao Qiao noticed, Xing Xin took two steps back and closed the door with a "bang". Xing Xin put him on the bed and pulled the quilt to wrap Qiao Qiao tightly.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Qiao looked at Xingxin in surprise.

Xingxin pointed to the door, "Qiu Yi is outside."

Qiao Qiao frowned slightly, "He's been outside since just now?"

"I'll ask him what's the matter." Xingxin said while rubbing Qiao Qiao's hair, "I'll be over soon."

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