live up to the morning light

Hong Guang heard the noise and asked vaguely, "Morning?"

"I am here?"

"Did you fall down?"

"No, I just stumbled a little." Mingchen was afraid that he would really wake up and see his distressed appearance, so he quickly covered him.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, you go to sleep."

Only then did Hong Guang let out a "huh", turned his head away, and fell asleep again.

Mingchen carefully bypassed the slippers and scattered schoolbags on the ground and climbed onto his bed, lay down facing Hongguang, and looked at him through the narrow space in the dormitory—the light was very dim, and in fact, he didn’t even have specific facial features. I can't see it very clearly, but I still watched it for a long time tomorrow morning.

He slept in this position and angle all night.

Early the next morning, when I woke up, I was surprised to find that Hongguang had changed his posture and was no longer facing him face to face—the towel blanket had been pulled down to the waist, revealing the entire broad and strong back, and the muscles on the back were small. Amplitude of contraction and relaxation, relaxation and contraction...

Mingchen froze for a second.

Suddenly he understood what Hong Guang was doing.

Hongguang looked nervous, but in some places he was extraordinarily meticulous.For example, "morning/evening self-service", Mingchen has lived with him for more than a year, and has never seen him do it.

This is the first time that Mingchen really realizes that Hongguang also has "needs in this area"-well, to be honest, before Mingchen, he did secretly fill in Hongguang's brain and "it's not that he doesn't like himself, but I can't" This kind of plot... And I have rehearsed the plot of "True love does not need X life" in private...

Mingchen rationally knew that it was just her own delusion.

But it's also unpleasant to have the delusion shattered to the end.

He closed his eyes, pursed his lips and endured the impact of reality, pretending to be still asleep so as not to trouble Hongguang...

……and many more.

Mingchen's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Why is it bothering?

Obviously it can help...

……May I?

The two voices in Mingchen's heart started arguing again.

This one said, "Aren't you afraid of those dirty little thoughts being discovered?" The other said, "Hongguang's nerves are so thick that he can't notice it!" "Don't be kidding, he even helped you!"

... yes oh!

Mingchen's heart is pounding: Hong Guang has indeed... helped him, and more than once.

So...from a straight man's point of view, this kind of thing...is feasible?

Mingchen swallowed, and tentatively called, "Hong Guang?"

The muscles that Hiromitsu was exercising regularly froze suddenly.The room was silent for half a second.Then I heard Hongguang's hoarse voice suppressing desire: "Huh?"

My heart trembled in the morning.

He was originally asking for advice, "Do you want me to help?", but the words were direct and urgent, making him blush: "It's inconvenient for you, let me help."

He couldn't help but speak, lifted the quilt, jumped onto Hongguang's bed barefoot, quickly got into the gap between Hongguang and the wall, and immediately grasped Hongguang's fiery desire.

——This is the first time Mingchen faced Hiromitsu's erection.Even if I have seen it before, it is just a vague shape through the fabric, and the effect of such a "candid meeting" is completely different.

It is thicker, bigger and hotter than imagined.When I hold it, I can clearly feel the undulating veins under the skin and the slight pulsation caused by the blood flow - as soon as I touch it in the morning, it bounces violently.

Hongguang gasped: "Don't..."

Mingchen was so frightened that he "wow": "What's wrong?"-but he didn't let go.

Two unnatural red clouds appeared on both sides of Hongguang's cheeks: "Dirty." Holding Mingchen's shoulders, he didn't know whether to push him out or bring him into his arms.

"It's not dirty," Mingchen replied immediately, "I washed it yesterday." She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not only did not let go, but she held the other hand together—Hongguang's things are big, and his hand is relatively small , holding it with one hand, I always feel that there are too many vacant places, "Didn't you also help me?"

Hong Guang was persuaded, and relaxed and raised an arm to cover his face: "Then... thank you for your hard work."

It was rare for Ming Chen to see him like this, and couldn't help but say, "Are you also shy?"

Hongguang let out a muffled laugh, and immediately put his hand down: "Why am I shy, the dormitories for five or six people on our construction site are different——I'm afraid you'll be shy, or should I look at you?"