live up to the morning light

When I touched it, Mingchen was startled, it was hard and hot, and a little pre-cum had already leaked out. When I touched it, my hands were wet and slippery...Mingchen buried her face in Hongguang's clothes , I felt that my brain was divided into two sides, angel and devil, the angel side crazily condemned myself as a pervert, and ordered him to stop this disgusting and shameful behavior immediately; the devil side flapped its black leather wings and said, no People know, not to mention how long will you have to endure it?If I endure it any longer, will I not be able to resist sneaking up on people while they are sleeping?Look, when you wiped someone's body just now, you were so anxious, you just wanted to kneel down and lick it?

Mingchen was so ashamed that tears burst down his face.But the movement of his hands couldn't stop at all.

The "imaginative materials" left by Hiromitsu are too rich.

He didn't need much effort at all, he could imagine the warm sense of security holding him in his arms from behind, the slightly rough touch of Hongguang's slightly callused hand holding his sensitive place, and the feeling of Hongguang's tenderness. When he woke up in the morning, the hoarse voice that was not fully awake asked in his ear, "What's the matter? Need help? Are you comfortable? So fast?"——The bad thing is... It seems... These details... It seems that they don't need it Imagine...Because Hongguang has indeed hugged him to sleep for a long time, and he has indeed helped him solve his personal problems, although it was to take care of him when he was drunk...just need to find out the memories, don't even need to add oil and vinegar, don't need to exaggerate...

Mingchen has never been more grateful for her extraordinary memory than she is now.

And never hated it as much as I wanted to.

This kind of memory makes him clearly feel that his hands are different from Hongguang's - although recently, playing basketball with Hongguang, the palm of his hand has slightly increased friction than before, but there is still no way to compare with Hongguang, let alone Hiromitsu's hands are also bigger and warmer...

Even with such a clear cognition, he still couldn't help but indulge in the fantasy he constructed: his nasal cavity was filled with the faint smell of Hongguang, and the body temperature of Hongguang still remained on the chair he was sitting on... Tomorrow morning was overwhelmed by reality and fantasy. Torn, half curled up into a red shrimp in the climax, half in mid-air, coldly watching myself sinking in the warmth called "friendship"...

The climax came fast and fast.

He thought of Hongguang's phrase "so fast" again.I heard myself twitching, whispering in a completely lost voice as if losing my mind: "I want you, I don't want my hands, I want you..."

Tears gushed out.

Thank goodness he had the foresight to turn up the water before everything happened anyway.

When he came out of the bathroom in the morning, Hiromitsu was already asleep on the bed—it was the middle of May, and although summer hadn’t come yet, it was already a bit hot.Hongguang only changed into a towel blanket, and slept with his hands and feet stretched out on the small bed.

Mingchen walked over, helped him pull the blanket, and stood there looking at him for a while: the lights had been turned off, and the room was very dark, with only a little moonlight coming in from the window.Everything was a blur, a blur.Mingchen couldn't see Hongguang's face clearly, but he still couldn't bear to move his eyes away. Looking at Hongguang's chest under the blanket, rising and falling with the sound of shallow breathing, his agitated heart slowly calmed down.

Miraculously, Ming Chen walked lightly, tiptoeing over, slowly, slowly bent down, and quickly touched Hong Guang's lips.

"Teacher Ming..."

He heard Hiroko speak vaguely.

In an instant, my heart would stop beating tomorrow morning.There was a "buzz" in my head, and the amount of information exploded: "No, I..."

"I don't want to do cloze anymore..." Hongguang turned over and continued.

"..."

Mingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground with a "boom".