Fanservice Paradox

Pei Tingsong was taken aback, he even felt that Fang Juexia was teasing him, but he was obviously having a childish temper now.

"When did I dirty you?" he asked confidently.

"You just leaned on me just now, you are so heavy," Fang Juexia spoke incoherently, and as he spoke, he grabbed the hem of his clothes dyed pink strawberry wine and showed him, "Look, here, It's dirty here."

It turned out to be this...

"Can you take off the dirty clothes?" Pei Tingsong lifted his hem and helped him take off his T-shirt, coaxing a child, "Let's not wear the dirty clothes."

Fang Juexia imitated his words, and angrily threw his shirt on the ground in balls, "I don't want to wear it anymore." After he was done, he looked down at himself for a long time without raising his head, but he was serious .

"What are you looking at?" Pei Tingsong felt strange and moved over.

He was staring at a hickey on his chest with his eyes wide open, which was a little purple.

But Fang Juexia didn't think it was a hickey, but felt that it was dirty here, so he hummed suspiciously, then rubbed it with his fingers, and rubbed it quite hard, and it turned red after a few strokes, "This, It's also dirty."

Seeing him like this, Pei Tingsong thought it was funny and cute, and he raised his hand and admitted honestly, "I also made it dirty."

"What should I do?" Fang Juexia pursed her mouth, her beautiful eyes were extremely innocent, "I can't wipe them clean..."

Pei Tingsong grabbed his rubbed hand and moved it to his chest, "Don't worry, baby, I'll lick it clean for you."

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked the hickey mark on this snow-white chest a few days ago, the tip of his tongue swirling gently.

"Hmm..." Fang Juexia had a strange feeling that he couldn't hide, his chest was itching, and his heart was itching, and he couldn't scratch it, he was so anxious that he couldn't do it.Pei Tingsong started to kiss him again, kissing from the hickey to his pink nipples, it was so beautiful, her lips and tongue were held together, the tip of her tongue circled around that small bump, and she pressed against his erect nipples from time to time, feeling He was shaking all over.

He reached out to wrap around Fang Juexia's lower back, and stroked his smooth back, but his stroking did not have any soothing effect, but made Fang Juexia more restless.The sound of his snoring became more and more obvious, different from when he was sober. Alcohol made him honest, prying his mouth open like a kiss, pouring desire into his heart, and overflowing it again.

"Uncomfortable..."

Pei Ting groaned a bit, and gently rubbed his erect nipples with fingers instead of lips and tongue, and asked pretending to be ignorant, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

He looked closely at the drunk Fang Juexia, his face was red and his mouth was open, like a young chick waiting to be fed.

This is a bit cruel, watching the gesture of a flower blooming.

Fang Juexia followed his hand to touch his chest, and there was the other side that he didn't take care of, and said vaguely, "Here...and here." He took Pei Tingsong's hand and went down.

He was half hard.

"Want to kiss, Pei Tingsong, can you kiss me?" He begged eagerly, his eyes were wet.

Pei Tingsong went along and rubbed his bottom, rubbed it and then stopped, "Please."

The drunk Fang Juexia has almost no ability to think, he can only express.

"I beg you."

Pei Tingsong kissed him as he wished.It was an aggressive kiss, the tip of the tongue pried open the white teeth, went to the softest and deepest part, to entangle Fang Juexia's wet and soft tongue, the strawberry smell and the sweetness of alcohol made him dizzy.

When you are so in love that you can't let go, even kisses are alluring.

Fang Juexia was softened by his kiss, and hummed vaguely like a small animal. His mind became very small, and what he was best at at school age was imitation, so he also imitated Pei Tingsong's way of licking and kissing each other, stirring his wet and hot tongue , Kissing until the sound of groans and water sounds one after another, like the waves.

Pei Tingsong didn't intend to make it easy for him, so he forcibly pulled away, saying deliberately, "Enough."

"Not enough!" Fang Juexia hugged him all of a sudden, turned over and pressed Pei Tingsong underneath, and forced a kiss. Pei Tingsong was overwhelmed by his enthusiasm, "Hey, wait a minute."

"Wait!" Fang Juexia lowered his head and kissed him. Pei Tingsong could only follow his will, his tongue and lips were so soft and swollen that he fell down on his body and turned into a puddle of melted puddles. Strawberry Smoothie, only the syrup is left

Stick to your chest.

It was too hot, Pei Tingsong was already hard from being rubbed by him, he stretched his arms to the bedside cabinet, and opened the bottom cabinet.

I brought some condoms and lubricant from the apartment before, and I joked that I must do it on Fang Juexia's bed. At that time, Fang Juexia refused to agree, but Pei Tingsong still secretly hid it in his bottom drawer.

I didn't expect it to come in handy.

"Kiss, kiss me quickly."

After finally getting the lubricant, Pei Tingsong kissed him, hugged Fang Juexia to himself, took off his pants, lay naked on his chest like a baby, and knelt on his crotch with his legs apart.They are like two weirdos who are so thirsty that they can only survive by relying on each other's saliva. When they kiss, they seem to be comforting and gnawing.

Pei Tingsong rubbed his buttocks, and with the other hand, he touched his slumped back affectionately, and when he touched him, he could barely scream.Unable to see clearly, he squeezed the lubricant to Fang Juexia's tailbone, the translucent greasy liquid dripped down the crevice of the buttocks, and his fingertips were wrapped in honey paste and rubbed the acupuncture points.

"...Huh?" Fang Juexia felt something, as if he had the illusion of being clear for a while, feeling like he was going to be eaten in a trance.Pei Tingsong kissed his lips, "I'm going in, baby."

He seldom called Fang Juexia baby in bed, but he looked like a baby when he was drunk, which even deepened Pei Tingsong's sense of guilt.

But he likes guilt.

"You call me baby..." Fang Juexia said foolishly, "Who is your baby?" Most of the fingers on the bottom had gone in, stirring the vortex in his body.

"Juexia is my baby." Pei Tingsong kissed him, and stuffed another one in. Fang Juexia writhed like a little snake, rubbing against Pei Tingsong's penis in his trousers.

"Don't move, be good." Pei Tingsong stretched his right hand, and his left hand wrapped around his back to fix it, coaxing, "Can I call you bb?"

There is always a certain special feeling attached to the mother tongue, which evokes the greatest emotions.

Subconsciously, he felt that he was really Pei Tingsong's baby. He would be held in the palm of his hand and kissed until he melted.

Fang Juexia liked this title very much. When he was lying on him and was out of breath with three fingers inserted, he still mumbled, "BB, I'm BB."

"Yes, you are the most obedient bb, you are the most beautiful and obedient..."

Fang Juexia had never felt so uncomfortable before, he seemed to be drowning, or had a serious illness, his body was empty, hot and scalding, very itchy.So he wriggled, wanting to rub skin-to-skin with Pei Tingsong, so he randomly tore at his clothes and Pei Tingsong's trousers, holding the hot and swollen penis with his soft hands, Fang Juexia was a little scared again.

As soon as he let go, Pei Tingsong saw the panic on his face and asked him deliberately, "BB, what did you find?"

After asking, he happened to find a sensitive spot in the wet and soft vagina, and scratched it lightly, "What is it?"

Fang Juexia shuddered, leaned on his chest, grabbed the hem of his chest like a child, and gave a very childish answer, "Little penis..."

Pei Tingsong immediately became unhappy, his temples throbbed, and wanted to press him and fuck him in, but he held back, and took Fang Juexia's hand to touch his penis, "Is it small?"

Fang Juexia said honestly, "It's not small, it's very big."

"Is that a big dick?"

Fang Juexia snorted when poked by him, but still nodded obediently, "Yes, big dick."

"Want to eat?" Pei Tingsong scratched his G-spot slowly. This kind of inducement always works, so Fang Juexia nodded. He didn't know how to eat or what to eat, but what Pei Tingsong said was like a curse , It is the teaching of respect, and it is an order that cannot be disobeyed.

The drunk person's memory is confused, and his mind is full of shuffled cards. He suddenly draws a card and says, "You say, it's fair. You say we each have one time. If you kiss me, I will kiss you." go back."

Suddenly saying this, Pei Tingsong nodded, "Yes."

"You, you pushed me down and bullied me many times," Fang Juexia's eyes were red, "I haven't, I don't want to go back..."

As soon as the words fell, Pei Tingsong picked him up, "I'll let you bully me back, you're on top, you can bully me as much as you want, okay?"

The tiger's mouth that Fang Juexia had bitten more than once was now pinching his slender waist, and the bedside lamp shone on his snow-white skin, shining brightly, as if what he was holding was not a body thirsty for love, but a hot moonlight.

The moonlight is cold, but it also belongs to the night, and it is more beautiful when covered with lustful moans.

"Ah, ah..." Fang Juexia's body was stretched open, and he slowly ate his lover into his stomach.

The moon is a hole in the night, and so is he. He is a lollipop with the white stick removed. His crystal body is empty, with only one eye left.So he let Pei Tingsong come in and compensate him like returning the property to the original owner.

This sugar will come alive and melt.

Without strength, he leaned back, and the shape of his lover protruded from his white belly.He's a weird and erotic piece of living china.

It was the first time he sat, so free.This is also the first time for him to have childish sex, intercourse without scruples, alcohol makes him not restrain his emotions, he screams when he feels uncomfortable, and shed tears when he wants to cry, "Up... Pei Tingsong..."

Pei Tingsong endured the sweat on his forehead, supported his waist and raised his body to kiss him, "It will be over soon, just a kiss will be enough, right?"

Fang Juexia nodded, tears still streaming down, like a child who is afraid of pain, the birthmark is too red, "Uncomfortable...inside..." Pei Tingsong couldn't help it, he held his waist with both hands and pushed in, "This way What? Are you comfortable?"

He was knocked into screaming, screaming regardless, Pei Tingsong was faintly worried, maybe the door would open in the next moment, and their teammates came back, and saw Fang Juexia riding on him, and saw them like two beasts in heat Coit like that.But this worry turned into a catalyst to stimulate hormones at this moment.

After pounding up and down a lot, Pei Tingsong was sucked by his mouth until his scalp became numb, too tender, too tight, his lower back and abdominal muscles tensed, happy and uncomfortable, "Bb, don't you want to bully me?" ? You come by yourself?"

What he said was very seductive.Fang Juexia was all about fairness and bullying back.

Yes, he will bully him back.

"Hmm..." Fang Juexia supported Pei Tingsong's chest with one hand, and supported his protruding hip bones with the other hand. His body was slightly lowered, and his elongated neck had a fragile beauty.His waist swayed back and forth like running water, and he couldn't tell whether it was the dancer's instinct or pure desire. The sharp weapon buried in his body was sharpening the most sensitive point, and the desire became more and more rampant, "Ah... ah, So comfortable..."

"Baby, Jue Xia," Pei Tingsong supported his waist, and moved twice in great joy, luring him to call her husband.

"Ah, um...husband..."

He is the most delicate combination of innocence and sensuality.

The swing of the waist became bigger and bigger, just like his moaning.Fang Juexia's poor penis in front finally stood up under the stimulation of his back acupoint, and as he swung his waist, sexual fluid dripped out from the front.

He has become a honeypot with cracks, dripping honey.

"Ah, husband, I feel so bad, I can't do it, I can't do it..."

Feeling the tunnel tightening suddenly, Fang Juexia lost his strength and fell limply on him. Pei Tingsong knew that he had an orgasm, so he hugged him tightly with both arms, and pushed from bottom to top into the extremely sensitive wet nest, every sound

The low panting tail is mixed with the sound of gasping, sexy to explosive.

They are indeed about to explode, friction, the friction covered in mucus puts the pleasure into infinity, the sound of water and groans floods in the middle of the night, Fang Juexia is nailed to his body, and is thrown into the clouds, the only place they are connected turns out pink flesh And Bai Mo, he is alive, and he is on the verge of death.

"It's too deep, it's too deep... Listen to the song, listen to the song..."

In the confusion, he repeatedly called Pei Tingsong's name, holding his breath, lewd and soft, Pei Tingsong turned him down, changed his position and inserted it deeper, lifted his long legs on his shoulders, and slammed hard Fucking, thrusting, listening to his childish cries, he begged for a hug like a child, and then ejaculated, returning all the accumulated desire to his lover.

his once childish lover

When it was over, Pei Tingsong's cell phone rang coincidentally. It was the alarm clock he had set, one minute to twelve in the morning, to remind him not to forget to give him blessings at the first second of his birthday.

The original plan was well thought out, and he would like to pinch points to send blessings to the person he likes like an adolescent boy.

But now the person he likes is in his arms, drunk and made to cry, Pei Tingsong patted him on the back to coax him, "Happy birthday, baby, you're one year older again."

Fang Juexia's eyelids were a little swollen, and when he looked up at him, the trembling feeling had passed, but he was still twitching, "Birth, birthday, it's my birthday."

"Yes, your birthday." Pei Tingsong kissed his birthmark, "Thank you for coming to this world and allowing me to meet you."

"Then, are you my gift?" Fang Juexia looked at him and pursed her lips.

Pei Tingsong didn't expect him to say that, and he was a little panicked, "Really? Can I be counted as a gift?"

"You can." Fang Juexia nodded seriously, "Because I like you, you, you are better than any other gift."

He embraced Fang Juexia as if he embraced the whole world.

No, better than the whole world.

Fang Juexia was so tired that he fell asleep soundly after being coaxed for a while.When he was asleep enough, Pei Tingsong woke up gently, and brought hot water to help him clean it, as carefully as he would treat the most precious porcelain.When he was almost healed, he hugged him horizontally again, carried him to his room, and let him sleep on his clean bed.

The smell in Pei Tingsong's quilt reassured Fang Juexia. He adapted to this new dream cocoon without much struggle, leaving Pei Tingsong to tidy up and wash the quilt and sheets.

The young master who had to rely on Fang Juexia's help to make the bed back then is now very good at taking care of others.

Finding new bedding and laying it down, Pei Tingsong was too tired, he didn't plan to move Baby Pimple back, so he went straight back to his room and got into the bed warmed by Fang Juexia.

He thought of a lot of lies to deal with the doubts of his teammates tomorrow. Fang Juexia was drunk anyway, and everything could be blamed on him.

Little Moon, who didn't know it, felt Pei Tingsong come in, turned over and hugged him obediently.The two leaned on each other and fell into a dream.

Pei Tingsong overestimated the self-control of his teammates. When he woke up, there was no one in the dormitory. He guessed that they were too drunk to walk, so they slept directly in the luxury box.

At eight o'clock in the morning, it was a good time to go back to sleep, but Pei Tingsong woke up.

He has more urgent things to prepare than sleep.

At noon, Fang Juexia, who was extremely tired, woke up in a daze. He was also surprised that he felt hugged when he was sleeping, so why he woke up alone.

It must be him dreaming.

After a while, he realized that the pattern of the sheets was unfamiliar, and he was on Pei Tingsong's bed.At first he was a little dazed, but then Fang Juexia remembered everything, his face was hot and his hands were numb, and he got up in a panic.

This time his waist was so sore that Fang Juexia couldn't even walk, so he walked back slowly with his slippers on.

"Pei Tingsong?"

No one responded to him, the dormitory seemed empty, forget about the others, Pei Tingsong was not there anyway.He called again, but still no answer.

His sheets were drying on the balcony of the living room, no one else would do this except Pei Tingsong.Guessing that he might go shopping at this point, or he might be called away by Brother Qiang, Fang Juexia decided to wash up first.

So Fang Juexia went back to her room, and when she opened the door, the curtain of the balcony was blown by the wind, like a huge white curtain, and the smell of herbs poured in, hitting Fang Juexia all over her face.

The phone vibrated a few times, Fang Juexia walked over, and saw a lot of birthday wishes, familiar people, unfamiliar people, their names all rushed into this small screen.

Fang Juexia replied thank you one by one, and finally saw Xiaowen's WeChat.

[Xiaowen: Jue Xia!Happy birthday!By the way, Brother Qiang asked you to post on Weibo, just thank everyone! ]

He responded well, logged on to Weibo, said to thank you, and he really sent a thank you everyone.After posting, I wanted to log out, but my finger subconsciously slid and I refreshed the homepage.

I accidentally saw a media that I followed before, and sent a message about the anniversary.

[@一闻平台: Today is June 6, International Anti-Drug Day.Cherish life and stay away from drugs. ]

Fang Juexia stared at this short line of words for a long time, then clicked on the picture attached below, and then turned off the picture.

Such a coincidence seems to be destined by God.

But at least, he will no longer find these two words so glaring and frightening as in the past. There will always be some sarcasm, but it is not impossible to face it.

[@Kaleido Fang Juexia: Forward Weibo. ]

This was the first time he retweeted something he wanted to retweet without being urged by his agent.

He will always remember.

The room was dull and felt a little breathless.Fang Juexia is used to opening the curtains during the day to let in air, so this time too, but when he opened the curtains all of a sudden, he froze in place.

His little garden was full of snow-white eustomas.On the branches of jasmine, gardenia and spider plant, as well as geranium and pansy, it looks like a snowdrift everywhere you look.

Even on the straight cactus, a lisianthus bloomed.

Fang Juexia picked them up one by one, and finally harvested a whole bouquet of snow-colored bouquets. The last branch leaned on the cactus. He squatted down and saw a bow on the cactus flower pot, like a small gift.

Only then did he discover that there was a big dark blue box behind the cactus, which was very big and hidden among the flowers and plants.He removed the cactus and opened the cover again, and on top of it was a white book.

Fang Juexia opened it, and saw the words "Happy Birthday" written on the first page, which was the handwriting he was most familiar with, beautiful and flamboyant.Looking inside again, it turned out that every sheet in it was in Pei Tingsong's handwriting, and each piece was a poem he had written.

He said, give him everything.

Fang Juexia's heart was so full that he didn't even dare to look carefully and closed the page.He thought of the previous afternoon at the hotel, when Pei Tingsong told the story of his grandfather, he said that he wrote a whole book of unsuccessful love poems.

Now Pei Tingsong has done the same thing. He really sorted out all the words and sentences he had written for him and gave them to him as gifts.Inside are his talents, his late night thoughts and desires.

There was a small box under the notebook, which contained a small USB flash drive. Fang Juexia recognized it. It was his own USB flash drive. It was the one where he stored the demo at the time, and it was taken away by Pei Tingsong.

Feeling a little strange, Fang Juexia took it out, walked to the table, put the bouquet and poetry collection on the table, turned on the computer, and opened the contents in the USB flash drive.

The file name is [to:fjx]

This is a video. The material in the video seems to be quite old. At the beginning, a child of two or three years old is sitting in the garden. The sunlight is so bright that he squints his eyes.

Fang Juexia heard an elderly voice calling him Xiao Song, the child turned his head, raised his immature fist, and called out grandpa, his eyes were crooked and cute like crescent moons when he smiled.

It turned out to be Pei Tingsong when he was a child.Seeing this scene, Fang Juexia's heart almost melted, and he unconsciously moved closer, staring at the child intently.

As if in this way he participated in his past.

The background sound is a piece of soft music. He saw the beautiful house where Pei Tingsong lived when he was a child. He saw the swimming pool where rainbow trout were drowned. Stamping, childish laughter, and riding on grandpa's neck in midsummer, stretching out his little hands to pick apricots.

Grab it with your hand, it's full of sunshine.

He sorted out all the time he thought he had missed and put it here.

A small piece of Fang Juexia's heart collapsed, as if the child stepped on the tip of his heart, soft.In a daze, he actually heard his own heartbeat, not from his chest, but from his ear.The background music changed to include his sampled heartbeat.

The Pei Tingsong he saw on the screen grew up little by little, from a very young child to a teenager, and every moment of change was recorded. In this video, but he was cut out and put here. Repeated.

It's all about Iloveyou, every sentence is reflected in the heartbeat.

When he was a child, he said sweetly that he loved you, probably to his grandfather.There are also mischievous tones when he grows up, using his accent to make fun of it deliberately, and when he is sad, when he is wronged, and when he reads a book unconsciously.

In the end, it was him who was a teenager lying in front of the white sick bed, his shoulder blades propping up his empty shirt.Weeping, his fingers clenched the bed sheet tightly, and he said the last sentence Iloveyou.

The screen suddenly turned black, leaving only the heartbeat in the background sound resonating with Fang Juexia.

Fang Juexia suddenly realized that she was crying.

"Iloveyou." He suddenly heard a confession, it was a completely different voice from before, not the voice of an immature child, nor the voice of a fragile and confused teenager, it was a mature him, the one Fang Juexia was familiar with.

He spoke of his love in a low and gentle voice, over and over again in the dark picture.

Such a situation made Fang Juexia think of his darkness, safety and warmth, and every word of love collided with his heartbeat, making his nose even more sore.

The subconscious inertial timing told Fang Juexia that he said Iloveyou 22 times in total.

The screen suddenly lit up, and Pei Tingsong's smiling face appeared in front of him. It was so beautiful, and it was a face that everyone should admire.

But his eyes only looked at him, with the most frank and passionate love.

"Juexia, I wish you a happy 23rd birthday."

Finally, he said it 23 times.

"I love you."