The God Who Sleeps on the Piano

No one knows that Cheng Lang is against love deep in his heart.

This may stem from the mother's tragic love.

He couldn't understand how deep love would make her willing to be a single mother, be looked down upon by others, work hard for half her life, and even refuse to marry for more than 20 years in a flash.

He even couldn't understand how deep hatred would make her eliminate all traces of his existence, not miss or linger, and never mention that man—his father—for more than 20 years in a flash.

The price of this love was so painful that he thought more than once: Love is something that can hurt people to the marrow, like the deadliest poison or medicine, so painful that he swallowed his last breath.

Why do we have to be contaminated with this kind of poison and medicine?

Even if it gave too much sweetness at first, it still cannot offset its painful aftertaste.

Cheng Lang is really in pain, his whole body is full of pain.He had unknowingly moved his heart towards Lu Ansen, how ironic, this was clearly a sex hunting game he had planned.

"Kiss me." He looked at him and ordered in a low voice.

"Cheng Lang, have you had enough trouble?" Lu Ansen frowned, feeling agitated and wanting to curse.He didn't know what happened to Cheng Lang. One second ago, they were talking happily, but in the blink of an eye they were fighting coldly.

Actually, not to mention a cold war, how could Cheng Lang be in the mood to fight him?

He was just inexplicably irritable, Lu Ansen didn't have the slightest thought of moving his body, his rationality was almost indifferent, and his indifference was almost cruel.

"You are doing well! You are so capable!" Cheng Lang pushed him away, took off his sports jacket, and threw it directly to the ground.

Lu Ansen frowned tightly, his fists creaking.

He is really crazy!

He shouldn't be near him!

He suddenly remembered when Cheng Lang met him for the first time when he was a child, his indifferent appearance showed a sense of intimacy.And he, too, approached him and reached out to touch his head.

There is an inexplicable attraction between them, like an invisible thread, pulling each other.

He should never have forgotten!

"Cheng Lang, liking is presumptuous, true love is restraint. You need to control yourself." Lu Ansen stepped forward and grabbed his arm with his pants off.

"Fuck you! Do you think I'm seducing you?" Cheng Lang kicked him, sneered and sarcastically, then threw off his sweatpants and walked into the bathroom.

His heart was too restless, and it seemed that only cold water could wake him up.

Seeing what he meant, Lu Ansen grabbed him hastily: "Wait—your knee is still hurt."

Cheng Lang sneered and shook off his hand: "Go away! Leave me alone!"

If possible, Lu Ansen really didn't want to bother with him.The current Cheng Lang is like a mad dog, who bites whoever he sees, and is particularly ignorant of good people.However, his knee was hurt and he really couldn't touch the water.

Unable to sit back and watch his self-abuse, Lu Ansen hugged him tightly from behind and comforted him softly: "Stop making trouble, it will be infected, and I will worry."

Cheng Lang's impetuous heart was instantly appeased.He became more awake, turned around slowly, looked into his eyes, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips: "What are you worried about? Huh?"

Lu Ansen hugged him, put his chin on the top of his head, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm worried that you'll get hurt, worried that you'll hurt, worried about you, just worried about you, wanting you to be well and happy..."

This can be regarded as sweet talk.

Cheng Lang thought, if Lu Ansen could say these words, he must have pushed him into a hurry.

He lowered his eyes, with inexplicable emotions flashing in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Lu Ansen, you are different. Even though I took you for fun at first, you are also different."

He is spoiled and arrogant, so he ignorantly took him for fun, but now, his original intention has long been far away.

"I want to talk to you about a never-ending relationship." He lay in his arms, like a wronged cat.

Lu Ansen's heart softened, and he couldn't be cruel to him.

"Cheng Lang, I'm your underground lover."

"I will remember what you said. Whether it is true or false, I will always remember it. Understand?"

Lu Ansen grabbed his shoulders and said every word in a serious tone, with deep affection in his eyes.

Cheng Lang leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips: "Lu Ansen, the more familiar you are, the more solid and warm you are. You are mine, your body is mine, your heart is mine, and your soul is mine. I'm just so selfish. , you can only be mine. If you are not mine, Lu Ansen, then I am finished."

In the end, the voice is so weak and weak.

Lu Ansen stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and held him tightly in his arms.

"Cheng Lang, I love you, I'm obsessed with you, my love for you is higher than my body. I never expect anything from you, but you can't play with my heart. Understand?"

"Ok, I know."

"As long as you treat me well, I will give you everything I have, even if you are like a vampire and suck my last drop of blood. Understand?"

"Ok, I know."

The atmosphere is beautiful and the picture is very sensational. The two cuddle up to each other. Although Cheng Lang is showing his white body, only a pair of black boxers is left.

It's a pity that the raised corner of the black boxer pants is poking people.

Cheng Lang reacted.From the very beginning, his body was agitated. If it weren't for the elasticity of his underwear, he would probably be a pillar of the sky now.

Lu Ansen coughed unnaturally twice, with a cold face, he pushed Cheng Lang away, picked up the tracksuit on the ground and handed it to him: "Put it on, what does it look like without clothes?"

Cheng Lang lowered his head and pursed his lips into a smile, his ears were a little blushing, but it wasn't very obvious.He took the clothes from the man, and then looked at his little brother, well, he is more energetic than ever, and this is a good time to get in touch.

"Little brother Lu, little brother Lu—" he called out twice, his brows and eyes curled up, and he smiled with a smile full of spring.

Lu Ansen could hear the frivolity in his voice, walked to the piano expressionlessly, picked up the score on it, and looked through it carefully.Three blank sheets of paper, messy musical notes, Cheng Lang only wrote half of the composition, and he lost his inspiration.

"Why don't you continue writing?"

He turned to ask him, and the latter stepped forward and sat down on the piano keys.

A clear sound of the piano sounded, Cheng Lang lay on the piano, his slender legs clamped Lu Ansen's waist.He smiled lowly, like a beautiful witch, his laughter was captivating.

"Brother Lu, do you want to listen to a different piano piece?"

"Be serious."

"I'm serious."

Cheng Lang's feet suddenly exerted strength, and he directly hooked the person over.He was laughing, lying on the piano laughing.The bright white skin and black and white keys blend together, which also gives life to the piano.

"Brother Lu, you like playing the piano very much, you're going to die if you can't touch the piano?"

"No, I'll give you a chance today to fuck me hard. I'm right on the piano, and I can use my body to play wonderful piano music for you. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Brother Lu, you and I will play a song together. My body is yours, and my music is yours. I will use my body to please you. Don't you feel moved?"

……

Sentences of heart-warming words spit out from those bright red lips.

Lu Ansen clenched his hands into fists, and the music score formed into a ball, making a creaking sound.

In fact... already, the heart is moving, and the body is moving.

Breathing became heavier, Jun's face was dark red, and his eyes were on fire...

Unable to control his body, Lu Ansen bent down, leaned against him, and caressed his body with both hands greedily.Kneading and touching, skimming an inch of skin, and then slowly descending...

"Yes, that's it. Brother Lu, fuck me. Hurry up."

Cheng Lang trembled impatiently on the piano, and a series of beautiful notes jumped out of the piano keyboard.

Ding ding dong ding ding ding——

Lu Ansen seemed to be fascinated by the piano, and he couldn't help unbuttoning his clothes with his fingers.He tore off his shirt, took off his suit pants, supported his waist with both hands and lifted it up on the piano, then stared at him with burning eyes: "Clamp my waist."

Cheng Lang didn't listen to him, lying on the keys like a boneless snake, shaking his head and smiling: "Brother Lu, look at you with a serious face, as if you are going to die tragically."

Lu Ansen frowned, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.He didn't like his unscrupulous appearance at the moment, so he stretched out his arms to pick him up, and then, he turned over and changed to the posture of lying on the piano.

Kind of weird!

This straight-to-the-point attitude angered Cheng Lang.

Nima, the young master can contribute chrysanthemums, what the hell is this rhythm without foreplay?When he is a plaything to vent?

Cheng Lang was so angry that he turned his head and cursed: "Lu Ansen, your grandma's, as a good attacker, why do you have to serve me first?!"

The front of him is also hard, and now he is pressing on the piano, it's icy cold, it's completely ice and fire!

Lu Ansen didn't understand this, he really didn't understand, he only knew that somewhere in himself was about to explode.There was a roar in his ears, and Cheng Lang's voice couldn't be heard clearly.He tore off Cheng Lang's underwear, stretched out his hand and patted his buttocks, it was white and tender, straight and upturned, looking up, the thin back was long and smooth, as white as jade, exuding a charming luster.

The person in front of him was so beautiful that he wanted to destroy it.

"Fuck, Lu Ansen, stop!" Sensing the danger, Cheng Lang began to struggle with his hands.He turned his head, bent his body to the limit, and grabbed the man's hair with his hands.

"Fucking fucker, I regard you as a good attacker, your performance is so bad!"

He took off his pants without thinking and went straight up. Is IQ fed to the dog?

Cheng Lang whimpered and cursed, struggling with all his might.In fact, Lu Ansen had already taken off all his clothes, and there was a place against the entrance, but he couldn't get in.He was sweating all over his face, it was hot, and it hit Cheng Lang's back, making him shiver.

"Don't move! It hurts you to death, don't blame me!"

Lu Ansen snorted, thinking that he couldn't get in because Cheng Lang struggled and didn't cooperate.

Fuck off!

You silly ×!

Cheng Lang was firmly pressed on the piano by the man, his handsome face was deformed by the pressure of the piano keyboard.He cursed bitterly in his heart, but he could only say nicely: "Brother Lu, calm down, don't mess around. You can't, I'll teach you, can you do it?"

Now that things have happened, he can also see that Lu Ansen is a young child, and he probably hasn't even seen any movies.Although he doesn't have much experience, at least he knows a little bit of foreplay. How can he be like this brute, who can only do it recklessly!

"Who said I can't? Relax and let me in!"

Lu Ansen's face flushed with anxiety, sweat dripped down his face, and he gritted his teeth in denial.

Men are very concerned about face in this matter, and so is Lu Ansen.He patted Cheng Lang's butt again, and shouted in a low voice: "Be honest, I can't take it anymore, don't blame me for killing you!"