seduce you forever

With a muffled sound of "dong", the man fell on the sofa, motionless.

The embarrassing Ninzu Yushi looked at it and couldn't help but feel tight.After waiting for about 5 minutes, he saw that the man still hadn't moved, so he cautiously stepped forward and boldly pushed the man's arm.In the end, it was found that the man was just asleep.

Taking a deep breath, he sat powerlessly aside.Ninzu Yushi couldn't help but look at Ninzu Eishi who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa, even with a hint of childishness, and then looked at the mess all over the floor, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I'm busy today."

So, he stood up resignedly, walked to the bathroom, sighed, and put on his clothes.

However, the moment he turned around, the man who was asleep suddenly opened his eyes.Clear and bright eyes, there is no trace of drunkenness before.

He looked at his still unrelieved cock, licked his lips, smiled evilly and bitterly: "I'm sorry, Yushi." I couldn't help it.

It was hard to clear up the wine bottles on the ground and clean up the kitchen.Ninja Yuuji struggled to help the man who was more than a head taller than him back to the master bedroom.Then their feet became unsteady, and the two of them fell on the soft and spacious bed one after another.

Shinobu Yushi stared blankly at the man under him, his face blushed again.While rubbing his sore shoulders and getting up from the man, he pouted and complained: "Ah, why do I have to be busy at night, but you, the culprit, are so comfortably lying on the bed waiting for someone to serve you?" ...Really, it's so unfair..." However, no matter how much he complained, the man on the bed still had no sign of waking up.

Take off the man's clothes, and then gently wipe him with a warm towel.But after wiping it a few times, the man began to "hum" impatiently.The tall body writhed restlessly on the bed, the wheat-colored skin secreted fine sweat, which made the body proportions close to perfect, and the man with beautiful muscles and silhouette suddenly became a little wilder.

However, Yushi, the only one who was lucky enough to witness another side of the man's charm, turned black.Because, he found that the man's cock had just calmed down, and unexpectedly regained his previous vitality, standing upright in front of him full of energy, silently showing off his capital.

Ever since, Yushi could only freeze his body, lowered his eyes and ignored the part that could make people feel a needle's eye, shook his hands, and carefully continued what he hadn't done just now.After finishing the work, he turned and went back to the bathroom to wash towels, and let the man behind him toss back and forth on the bed like a caterpillar.

When he came out of the bathroom again, the man had already fallen asleep peacefully with his arms around the quilt.Standing by the bed, Yu Shiman took a complicated look at the man.He always felt that the man's drunkenness this time was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.Not to mention that from childhood to adulthood, the number of times he has seen men drunk is very few.Just the appearance of a man drinking desperately, I have only seen it twice.Once was when he learned that the Countess had died unfortunately, and the other time was after attending the funeral of the Countess.Although Ninzu Kazumi took care of him every time he was drunk, he had never heard of a man's posture when he was drunk. He was so enthusiastic that people were caught off guard.

'Maybe my mother is shy?Or did she never notice her father's appearance?Or is there something that bothers him? Yushi stroked his smooth chin, guessing wildly.But it is undeniable that after thinking about it for a while, he felt a lot more comfortable, and secretly regarded everything the man did to him tonight as a drunken madness.Decided to wait until the man woke up, keep silent about this matter, and act as if it never happened.

Although I tried my best to comfort myself that what happened just now was an accident, don't pay too much attention to it.However, when he saw in the mirror with his own eyes that he looked like he had been terribly loved, he still couldn't help but panic. "This..." seemed a bit beyond his acceptable range.

I saw that the young man's exposed skin was covered with bruises and purple patches, and the eye-catching traces showed his own unique style carelessly.From the slender neck to the delicate collarbone, the traces gradually become denser.Just looking at it is shocking.People can't help but turn their eyes to the place covered by his baggy school uniform jacket, whether these traces are also occupied by these marks and spread all over the body.

With a blushing face, Yushi's slender fingers slid across the marks on his body one by one, and there was a slight tingling and itching wherever he passed.The red and swollen thin lips reminded him of the scenes that happened before.A feeling of embarrassment and annoyance came to my heart.This, this makes him how to go to school tomorrow! ! ! !

Scratching his head irritably, he took a hasty shower, put on his pajamas, sat on the bed, and stared at the mobile phone beside him in confusion.You said he was sending text messages to Atobe?How about not sending text messages?If you send it, although it may be rejected by the Atobe, he will notify you first, so it is not considered an unexcused absence from training.If you don't say it, shrink your neck~ He really can't imagine the calculative appearance of smiling all over the face.Although both options will cause Atobe's anger, the first one is safe no matter how you look at it.

So, while wiping his dripping hair with the towel hanging around his neck, he pressed the keyboard with one hand.After typing the content of the text message, he checked it carefully before choosing a recipient with confidence, confirming the sending, and then turned off the phone without looking at it.He didn't want to be bombarded by someone's phone calls early tomorrow morning, which would affect the quality of sleep.

Rubbing his eyes, he didn't care whether his hair was almost dry.Yushi lay relaxed on the bed, pulling the quilt cover on his body.After being frightened for half a day and busy for most of the night, his mental and physical strength had already been seriously lost over time.Swallowing his mouth, he fell into a deep sleep not long after.At the moment before falling asleep, he was still worried about how long it would take for those marks on his body to disappear.After all, it is too embarrassing for a boy like him to walk out the door with such traces, and he will die of shame before being laughed to death.

Perhaps at the moment he fell asleep, he didn't even realize that he had chosen the wrong person to send his text messages.

Nioh Masaharu, who had just finished playing the game and was about to go to bed, received a text message before his feet left the ground.

Nioh Masaharu blinked his slender eyes that could not be opened due to sleepiness, and Nioh Masaharu was a little dissatisfied: "What time is it, and you still send text messages to keep people from sleeping...Really, if you let me know who is so boring and disturbing?" For the rest of the young master, I will definitely be with him..." Endless.

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, he was shocked by the name displayed on the phone screen: "Puff... Yu, Yushi." It turned out to be Yuzu Ninzu.

Opening his eyes wide, Nioh Masaharu read it over and over in disbelief, and finally muttered to himself: "Could it be that I sent the wrong text message?" Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, one hand propped his chin, and the other unconsciously turned phone.The more Nioh Masaharu thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high.In the past two days, if he hadn't been thick-skinned and sent text messages to Ninzu Yushi when he had nothing to do, maybe Ninzu Yushi would have forgotten about him, right?

"Heh" mockingly smiled, he lowered his head, his eyes were confused.I don't know why, but he has a special attachment to Ninja Yushi since he was a child.Maybe the back view of that person leaving at that time was too chic, too straightforward, without any hesitation or reluctance, which made him always have a kind of doubt, that beautiful little boy who was his age but looked like an angel Has it really appeared in front of him?

For this answer, he searched him for almost ten years.Whenever he saw a boy of his age with blue hair, he would subconsciously smile and come forward to talk.Whenever he passes by the coffee shop he met before and sees the place where the person sat left by someone, he always fantasizes, has that person come back?Whenever he takes the change he saved and goes to the barber shop to cut his hair, he can't help but cut a fixed hairstyle and choose a fixed hair dye.

Over time, when his younger brother bit his finger, raised his head, and asked him innocently and curiously: "Brother, why don't you change your hairstyle?" Silver hair.Only then did he realize that everything had already become a habit.

It's just that he didn't expect that when they met again, he had already become a stranger in that person's eyes.

Even the man's cell phone number was obtained from Liu Lian'er in exchange for a month of voluntary labor.

Anyway, no matter whether the person sent the wrong text message or not, he felt that he should open the text message and take a look.

Resisting the curiosity in his heart, Nioh Masaharu lightly pressed the OK button, and the elegant black font slowly appeared

"Xiaojing, I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow..."

Slightly squinting his eyes, Nioh Masaharu glanced at the second son at the beginning of the text message, pulled a doll on the bed, and hugged him tightly in his arms, "Ah, it's Xiaojing again." It seems that this person, in that person's heart, really very special.

the next day

As always, Eiji Ninzu opened his eyes the moment the alarm rang.The headache caused by the hangover eroded his senses a little bit.If the memory of last night was not clearly retained in his mind, reminding him of what he did, he would definitely think that it was just a dream, and it would only appear in dreams, making people feel that even extravagant hopes are just a dream. A sinful dream.Paining his hair in distress, Renzu Yingshi resisted the discomfort and got up from the bed.

Randomly picking out some clothes from the closet to put on, Ninzu Yingshi stood in front of the mirror, brushing his teeth while silently observing himself in the mirror.Well, everything is normal except for the ugly complexion and some faint dark circles under the eyes.Touching the light-colored thin lips that were a little swollen, he still remembered the wonderful and sweet feeling when he was close to the boy.He never knew that just kissing the boy could make him feel a strange sense of happiness and satisfaction.As a result, he was greedy for a while, wanting to pursue and obtain more beauty.

The young and youthful appearance is always what he wants to treasure the most.He couldn't accept it, and he didn't dare to imagine that the baby he had raised for more than ten years would have another person by his side one day in the future.A person who will occupy all his sights, all his time, and even dominate all his emotions.That person will unscrupulously enjoy the boy's thoughtfulness, enjoy the boy's tenderness, and enjoy everything about him.Just thinking about it, he wanted to rush to the boy's room immediately, lock the boy in the room, hide in a place where no one could see, and cry and laugh only for him.

He found that all the mental preparations he had made had all disintegrated last night.

Yes, he regretted it.

I regretted that I underestimated the importance and attraction of teenagers to him.He couldn't silently guard the young man's back and watch another person give him happiness.I can't just be satisfied with my father's identity, and don't explain my mind until I die.He couldn't keep the boy out of his sight, away from his world.Even more impossible, when he was gray-haired, there was no one around him.He was afraid of loneliness and the indifferent feeling that the young man gave him.

He wanted the boy to truly belong to him and be with him.

Maybe he was too selfish and selfishly wanted to get his son's love.With the rest of his time, he imprisoned the boy's entire life.Even if they are 22 years apart, even if they are related by blood, the four characters "father-son relationship" are marked on the household registration book.But he just doesn't want to let go.

After washing his face and shaving off the thin layer of blue color on his chin, he regained his previous look.The man in the mirror flashed a charming, commanding smile.Ninzu Eishi of the Ninzu family is actually not a rational person, is he?Now, because of the love that he once sneered at, he has fallen into madness, and has become no longer like himself.Like an inexperienced, blindly impulsive but enthusiastic and optimistic boy, struggling in this sweet and slightly sour relationship, he is constantly striving to perform a one-man show that belongs to the crush.

There is no reason for him not to gamble on his own happiness, all his dignity and all his sincerity.Even if he is the loser in the end, he still wants to hear that person's rejection with his own ears, and then give up and leave.From now on, he will only appear in the name of Ninzu Yuuji's father!However, there are accidents in everything, right?He didn't forget that there was surprise, fear, resistance and avoidance in Bao Bao's eyes regarding his behavior yesterday, but there was no disgust.

So, can he think affectionately that, in fact, the baby doesn't dislike or reject his closeness.And he still has a chance.Even if this chance is very slim, he still has to give it a try.

After thinking through all this, Renzu Yingshi smiled softly.Looking towards the room diagonally opposite, his eyes flickered, and there was a touch of pampering and helplessness in his eyes.Maybe, that person still needs time...

'Just - baby, please don't hesitate for too long.I'm afraid that there will be a day... Greed devours my reason, plunder dominates my mind, and losing control becomes the final outcome. '