Amorous Short Stories

Yan Wu can wander around Ding's house and Longshan District arrogantly.There is actually a room in Ding Qing's house that has been set up as a gambling hall, with card tables, professional chips, dice cups, dice, and slot machines.There is also a video hall, a music room, next to the tea room, a public study, a kitchen, a dining room, and a public activity area that I don't know how to call it.Uncle Ding lives in the side room with others.The second floor is the bedroom of Ding Qing and the owner, three guest rooms, each with their own study, and the third floor is a conference room.There is a swimming pool behind the house, and the underground garage is full of limited edition sports cars and motorcycles.The construction facilities in Longshan District are complete. Yan Wu walked around and found that there are not many families living here, and it is much more spacious than he imagined. If he insists on hiding for a while, it should not be difficult to hide.Residents should have a map of the residential area, which will help a lot.

"Do you know the way to go around this way?" Yan Wu asked Ding Qing who was driving him around Longshan District.

"Ah, I've been wandering here since I was a child, and I know all the trails." Ding Qing grinned.

"I'm so dizzy, let me see if there is a map."

"I'll look for it." Yan Wu rummaged through the car, "This..." He found a map and handed it to Yan Wu.

"The road we're going on isn't on the map." Yan Wu said intentionally.

"Here." Ding Qing held the steering wheel with one hand, and clicked on the map in Yan Wu's hand with the other.

"Xiaolu is interesting." Yan Wu was very interested.

"Then let's go all over the place! Please call me tour guide Ding." Ding Qing saluted Yan Wu.

Yan Wu laughed, and silently wrote down the location of the trail in his heart.

Yan Wu took the movie ticket and asked Yan Wu to watch a movie. Yan Wu looked at the slightly youthful and bright names on the ticket, and asked Ding Qing if he would like to participate in "Teacher Fang's Movie Marathon Night".So they watched Clint Eastwood's movie in the video hall all night. Yan Wu swore that when Ding Qing saw the ending of "Million Dollar Baby", there were faint tears in Ding Qing's eyes, although Ding Qing didn't admit.

Yan Wu has a lot of opinions on some TV dramas. He thinks that some TV dramas are purely violent for the sake of violence. How can someone cut off his hand without warning and not fight back? Is the other hand disconnected? Just know, can you? Kind of a gut reaction.I also feel that some people talk about love. Besides the protagonist, the meaning of another person's existence is to love the protagonist. It is completely a background board.How can a man give each other nicknames such as "Jiaolong" and "Tiger"? It's not Water Margin. Men only call themselves bunkers. For others, if they have bad eyesight, they are called blind, and when they walk with high or low feet, they are called lame. , If you have a scar on your face, you call it a scar face, and if you are an old smoker, you call it a smoking gun.

Ding Qing smiled and watched Yan Wu complain, but said nothing.A hand was wrapped around Yan Wu, carelessly rubbing the ends of Yan Wu's hair.

Yan Wu complained, and sometimes uttered a few swear words in an unknown language.When he saw Morgan Freeman being whipped in "Unforgivable", Yan Wu suddenly fell silent, the TV light shone on his face, expressionless, his mouth pursed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ding Qing accompanied Yan Wu to watch movies, Yan Wu accompanied Ding Qing to read comics, and sometimes they gambled a couple of times, played tricks, sang songs, played ball, Ding Qing played with a hooligan, Yan Wu's old hooligan responded, and then Ding Xiaogui He must be defeated with a blush.

Get along very heartily.Ding Qing is used to being wanton and frivolous, it is instinctive to have a good impression, he doesn't consider how much he likes, whether it is considered love, whether he still likes this person in the future, let alone think about what will happen tomorrow.As for Yan Wu, who has been on the verge of life and death for a long time, it is difficult to say whether there will be a tomorrow. As for what will happen tomorrow, it is really a very secondary issue.

"Teacher, classes will be suspended tomorrow night. I have a party for my birthday tomorrow night." Ding Qingliang stared at Yan Wu, "Teacher, come too!"

"Happy birthday, I won't go, you have fun." Yan Wu waved his hand, "What birthday gift do you want?"

"You can give me anything, just be pleasantly surprised! Are you really not going? It won't be too late. Haven't you seen my friends? They really want to see you." Ding Qing smiled shyly.

"Wait a little longer, don't worry." Yan Wu frowned and closed the book, "Have you told many people about me?"

"Not many, just my close friends." Ding Qing explained.

"So, no one asked? That avatar of yours."

"Ah, that's right." Ding Qing lowered his head, "I'll change it."

Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing's dejected face, and put down the tea he wanted to drink.

Yan Wu was thinking that he should buy a gift for Ding Qing, and decided to go to Ding Qing’s homepage to find inspiration. Ding Qing’s homepage was left with few entries, and the previous ones were probably set to private again, but the new Yan Wu did not. Missed one, after all he reads it every day.After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, but found that Ding Qing posted an updated status:

"I'm going to do it to you

What spring does to cherries. "

Since Ding Qing received Yan Wu's order to stop copying love poems, his whole person has become much more normal.Yan Wu looked at this freshly released love story, feeling faintly ominously worried.

Yan Wu didn't think about what gift to buy Ding Qing until that day, and thought about buying a sports car model the next day?At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Wu, who was about to go to sleep, froze in place when he saw Ding Qing after answering the door.Ding Qing walked in carelessly, sat on the sofa, and looked at Yan Wu with an expression of "praise me soon".Ding Qing still has a few glitters on his hair, and a bit of lipstick on his collar. It looks like he has drunk a lot.Yan Wu looked downstairs, the driver had already left.Yan Wu was startled for a while, and quickly suppressed it.On the wall in front of Ding Qing was a picture of Monet's "Sunrise Impression". Turning it over, it was a road map from the airport to Longshan District, which was drawn with dense curves and marked the blasting site.The mahogany coffee table in front of Ding Qing, with a Coonan glued to the underside of the table.The tortoise-like iron box at Ding Qing’s feet, when he opened it, he would see densely packed small cards, which recorded all the heights, equipment conditions, on-duty time of the Ding family, from bodyguards to servants, as well as information given by Yan Wu. Ratings of their combat effectiveness.Ding Qing...

Yan Wu can't let Ding Qing sit here and fumble around.

"Ding Qing, come here." Yan Wu called him.

Standing up, Ding Qing felt that the living room was becoming crowded, and frowned and said to himself, "It's too small." Yan Wu's house has one bedroom and one living room, without any decoration.Ding Qing can only be in the bedroom if he is not in the living room, but at least all the cabinets in the bedroom are locked.

Ding Qing really drank a little high, and sat on Yan Wu's bed when he entered the bedroom, looking up at Yan Wu.

Yan Wu leaned against the door in embarrassment, not knowing the direction of the next development, because Ding Qing just looked at him without any movement.

Been watching for too long...

Yan Wu scratched his head, but still walked over.Standing in front of Ding Qing, she bent down and kissed him.

Ding Qing kissed obediently until his breathing became heavier suddenly, bit the tip of Yan Wu's tongue a little harder, shifted the focus of the kiss, pressed Yan Wu's back neck and pulled him towards him, and licked Yan Wu's neck , sucked it lightly, touched Yan Wu's back with the other hand, stretched down over the belt.

Yan Wu gasped and pushed Ding Qing away, looking at him.Ding Qing's eyes were bright, he grabbed Yan Wu's arm with one hand, licked his lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and stared at him seriously.Yan Wu looked into his eyes, he couldn't remember seeing such eyes before, but he remembered Ding Qing's smile, Ding Qing's complacency, and the message from the "flower seller"...

"I'll go, take a shower." Yan Wu squeezed out these words with difficulty.

Yan Wu stood naked in front of the mirror, hesitated for a while, sighed, turned on the shower, stretched his hands behind, and began to prepare.

When he came out, Ding Qing stood up suddenly, like a military dog ​​waiting for orders.Ding Qing untied Yan Wu's bathrobe with one hand, pinched Yan Wu's waist, supported Yan Wu's buttocks with the other hand and rubbed vigorously, bit his teeth on Yan Wu's shoulder, and Yan Wu handed himself over to Ding Qing , Give young people a chance to perform, if not, just do it yourself.

Ding Qing is very eager to express.

He led Yan Wu to lie on the bed, Yan Wu found out the balloon of love and handed it to Ding Qing, Ding Qing took it apart: "It's small..." Yan Wu was speechless for a while, Ding Qing took out his own love balloon from his pocket while kissing him. Reserved, brought on skillfully, a set of movements flowed smoothly.

Ding Qing kissed Yan Wu's forehead, gently turned him around, and lay down on the bed, looking at Yan Wu's firm body, shiny skin, a small round pit in his abdomen, a depression behind his waist, and undulating hills and valleys , the holy vortex is obvious, visually stimulating.Ding Qing swallowed, supported Yan Wu's knee sockets with both hands, and pushed them to the sides, watching Yan Wu's body open from behind and cover herself.Ding Qing kissed the back of Yan Wu's neck, leaned on the bed, covered Yan Wu's eyes with his other hand, and sucked Yan Wu's earlobe.

The movements became regular, and Yan Wu let out a broken sound, his eyes were covered by Ding Qing's hand, and Ding Qing's laughing sound was heard beside his ears, Yan Wu shook like an electric shock, The back bone arched out of the curve, and Ding Qing felt that his lower body was squeezed twice.

Quicken the pace.

Yan Wu's voice was even more broken and clear.Clutching the bed sheet tightly, with his head raised upwards, Ding Qing's fingers moved back and forth in his mouth deeply and shallowly.

Body entanglement.