[Net King] Space-Time Fragments

Nioh lined up for two days for the big night show.

At dawn, he got into the nanny car, and his destination was Kyushu.

In order to shoot "We Got Married", he specially adjusted the time of the set, freeing up 4 days of shooting time.At that time, it will be broadcast in two parts.The content is cherry blossom viewing.

As for why you want to go to Kyushu to enjoy cherry blossoms...

The content filmed in mid-March will be broadcast at the end of March, and the cherry blossoms in Tokyo, Kanagawa and other areas will naturally be in full bloom.But at this point in time, only Kyushu has the best cherry blossoms.

The cold wave hit this year, and the cherry blossoms bloomed later than in previous years.The cherry blossoms in Kyushu are not yet at their peak.

I didn't sleep well in the car, I was groggy.

There are many things in my mind, such as the in-depth digging of the characters being filmed, such as some poster shooting and magazine interviews in the future.

more?

Nioh didn't really want to admit it, but he couldn't help it.

His "partner" in shooting variety shows was also his former "minister".

It's been nearly a month since their "wedding" and that seemingly sloppy confession.

As far as life has changed much, it hasn't.

But it’s not entirely true that nothing has changed.

Having an extra boyfriend... what's your experience?

Probably, during the time waiting for the show, the time spent swiping SNS and game rankings can be used for chatting, right?

When you see something you like, you can’t help but take a photo to share, or if you are in a good or bad mood, you will catch someone and send a long voice.

When Nioh was in a relationship before, he often hated his girlfriend always calling and asking what you were doing, and also found it annoying to lose his temper or act coquettish for no reason.

This time it was completely different.

He began to look forward to Yukimura's call.A chat with no content at all can be said for more than an hour.Even the records of online chats will be dug up and read again, and I will try to say good morning and good night.

Not particularly conscious, but someone seems to be very interested in these ceremonial things, trying to do one by one, and he has changed a lot without knowing it.

Is this a good change?

Nioh didn't particularly understand.

It was a mood he had never experienced before.It will make him unable to help but think about those love affairs in the past, whether he has never put his heart into it.But now?Are you really invested again?Or did it become like this because the object was too special?

It's a question of self.

Nioh was a little embarrassed, but inevitably felt sweet because of these recent changes.

Such a dramatic love actually exists.

He thought so, and sighed so much.

The result of thinking too much is getting sleepier and sleepier in the car.

It happened to be lunch time when Nioh arrived at the hotel he reserved, but he had no appetite at all, he just wanted to go to the room and unroll the quilt and have a good sleep.

The assistant followed behind him and whispered to Mr. Ren Wang, you have to eat, you have already eaten breakfast, and you can't save lunch.

"I'm not hungry, let's eat in the evening." Nioh said so, he entered the room but preferred to take a shower first, and then opened the hotel's snow-white quilt and drew the thick curtains.

This sleep was very deep.

No dreams, no messy thoughts.

Wake up to the sweet smell of seaweed, followed by the faint warm-toned lighting on your eyelids.

He opened his eyes and followed the light to see.The wall lamp at the place where the electricity was plugged in at the door was turned on, and Yukimura was sitting on the only back chair in the room with a tablet.

"... When did you come?" King Ni wondered that he was not awakened by the sound of the door opening.

"Not long ago." Yukimura raised his head and stood up from the chair.

He took something from the table next to him, touched the wall and turned on the light as he walked to the bed.

Nioh squinted his eyes excitedly by the sudden light.

Yukimura, who walked over, slightly raised his eyebrows due to the layer of water mist floating on his eyes physiologically.

The man didn't show his face, just put the rice ball in his hand on the bedside table.He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at King Ni who was still lying under the quilt with a sleepy face, and moved his fingertips.

"I heard from your assistant that you didn't eat breakfast and lunch." He said softly.

King Ni felt guilty for no reason.

"Why does he tell you everything?"

The hoarseness in his voice when he first woke up was mixed with a little nasal sound when he softened his tone. Nioh himself didn't realize that there was something wrong with speaking like this, but to Yukimura's ears, it was no different from being coquettish.

"Who made you never take care of yourself." Yukimura said.

He put his fingers on the bedside table and tapped: "Get up and eat, are you hungry now?"

"Pfft."

The reversal of day and night and long naps dulled Nioh's senses.

The atmosphere of silence is not uncomfortable in the room.He finished eating the rice balls wrapped in seaweed and sesame seeds, and the fact that he was really hungry made him eat deliciously.

If you eat and drink enough, you will be even more dull.

He took his mobile phone, browsing the web and SNS casually for no purpose.

Yukimura unpacked the luggage beside him, and went into the bathroom again.

Nioh held his mobile phone and wondered if his defected assistant knew about his current relationship with Yukimura.

So what if you know, so what if you don’t know?

... Also, nothing will happen.

When Yukimura came over with steam, he was holding his mobile phone in a daze. The strength of the hug and kiss was very light, which further blunted his nerves that were already much duller than usual.

It is impossible for a person to be vigilant all the time, nor is it possible for the brain to keep spinning at a high speed all the time.

After spinning for many days, King Ni has reached his limit.

Even if this occasion is not suitable for being too relaxed, the people around you can be trusted and relied on.Then it doesn't hurt to relax a bit.

"Today is NO.14." The man who squeezed into the quilt still carried the warmer body temperature and moisture after being poured with hot water.Nioh hid symbolically, and put the phone aside: "NO.14?...Oh, NO.14."

March NO.14.

"White Day. What does this have to do with us?"

The gift of Valentine's Day is indeed a festival that boys should prepare carefully.

But this White Day thing...

It's a return gift for Valentine's Day.

And Valentine's Day...

What is he doing on Valentine's Day?

Presumably at work.

The "Valentine's Day Special" was filmed, but it wasn't Valentine's Day at all.On Valentine's Day, he also participated in an offline event and awards ceremony.

When Nioh thought so, Yukimura said with a smile: "I always feel that I should give you a gift in return."

"...Return the gift?" King Ren asked back, "When did I give the gift?"

"I can treat it as a gift for you." Yukimura said.

King Ren was dumbfounded.

He licked his lips and sneered, "I'm not a girl, Yukimura."

"I don't mind if you give me a gift in return."

"...you gave me a gift again?"

"No?" Yukimura tilted his head and smiled, "You can treat it as me."

Nioh: "..."

Yukimura didn't wait for his response.The man leaning sideways on the head of the bed had one arm behind Nioh's shoulder, and the other hand was loosely around Nioh's waist.This was the most comfortable position for them to kiss just now, and it was also very suitable for what he planned to do now.

Turning sideways while using a little force, he kissed King Ni's earlobe with a smile: "Or I can get it myself."

"What are you taking?" There was a sudden sense of crisis.

On weekdays, the strong muscles on the slender body made Nio feel a sense of oppression. He leaned back, and suddenly understood the meaning of the man when he met Kamiyukimura's eyes.

... Puff.

"If you don't object, I'll take it as your consent." The man who said this said in a gentle tone, making one not want to refuse any request he made.

King Ren's throat moved, and his palms were involuntarily sweating.

He thought a lot in a short period of time, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

All his emotional responses were weakened by the duller nerves than usual.

The first reaction was that there was nothing wrong with this, and the second reaction was that he actually didn't want to push this person away.

So what else is there to say?

Not so young.

"This is in a hotel." He muttered something out of place.

"Isn't it just right?" The smiling man said softly, "The sound insulation effect of this hotel is well received, so don't worry."

What should I worry about?

Nioh thought.

He closed his eyes slightly, raised his head and rubbed Yukimura's chin with his nose.

It would be a lie to say that it never occurred to me to develop to this point.

Men's thinking is occasionally very direct.Now that they can develop further, they can hold hands, hug and kiss, then further progress is only a matter of course.

Nioh can't say he didn't expect this.

Yukimura is in line with his aesthetics from beginning to end.It should be said that Yukimura conforms to the aesthetics of most human beings in the world.That being the case, putting some fantasies on Yukimura will only make people feel excited.

But fantasies are just fantasies.

actual development...

How to surpass a recently retired athlete in terms of physical fitness and strength?

With almost the same stature and experience?

Nioh broke free from the long kiss.

He leaned his head on Yukimura's shoulder and panted, unable to resist the movements of this slender-looking man.

Both the light and the long sleep made his body weak, and the aura this person displayed at this time was too familiar, he cooperated habitually and reflexively.

It's like being hit by Yips.

Nioh thought.

The dry and callused hand touched the hem of the clothes from the side to the upper part with a lot of strength.Trapped between the mattress and Yukimura, he raised his hand to grab the pajamas that Yukimura had just put on.The skin inside can feel the power contained in it when you press it hard, and it looks greasy with water.

The lower body that was stuck together quickly responded, and the thin and soft fabric couldn't cover it at all.

This at least proves that I really don't dislike Yukimura?

Nioh raised his head and bit Yukimura's chin lightly, feeling troubled by the not-so-good situation he was currently in.

There's very little room to move.

I want to turn over... I can't move.

Is my physical strength too weak or Yukimura's physical strength is too good?

No, the minister is obviously a skilled player.

Nioh selectively forgot the reality that he hadn't exercised for more than half a year, and even his abdominal muscles were about to disappear.

That hand went from the side waist up to the chest, while the other hand moved from the shoulder to the bottom, pushing the pajama pants and panties down against the back waist.Niwang frowned slightly and couldn't hold back his breath.

"Aren't you going to say something?" The breath in the ear was wet and lingering.

Nioh gritted his teeth and thought, aren't you just being a good boy for taking advantage of it?

"Pfft." He didn't want to express any opinion on this tacit "game" of grown men.Whether it's the location or the role.

"Just do it," he said, "or is it that you are not skilled?"

"Whether the technique is good or not, you will know after trying it." Yukimura said with a smile.

Yukimura's movements were never hasty.

Nioh still has time to think about whether the "essential items" in the drawer of the bedside table in the room have been consumed or not.

I have never eaten pork before, but I have seen pigs run away. If you are mentally prepared, everything will be fine.

Including all the pain and the panic of being invaded.

The safe distance and safe zone no longer exist, and it is more psychological endurance than physical rejection.

They are all men, and to surrender the initiative is a kind of surrender.

But this person is Yukimura.His approved leader.From this point of view, he had expressed his surrender to this person a long time ago.

And now they are so close.

It is so close that it is even negative when calculated by distance.

Satisfaction and joy are also there, right?

He really likes him.

Nioh was very sure of this at this moment.

He didn't close his eyes, even though the sweat was already running down his forehead, making the corners of his eyes ache.

The pain covered his eyes with mist, which mixed with the light at the bedside made the man hugging him soft.

All dodging, dodging, and struggling are suppressed.

The whole person is semi-forcibly opened, from body to mind.

Fortunately, such domineering is wrapped in a gentle coat, so that it will not be unbearable.

Halfway through, Nioh couldn't hold back, holding Yukimura's wrist and grinding his teeth.

But he was worried that even if he retired, he would still be able to play tennis, so he hesitated and didn't use too much force.

Yukimura couldn't do anything about this rare softness.

Whether it's deceitful, rebellious or willful, or wanton and free, it seems so different from the person he is embracing now, but it is exactly the same.

Yukimura didn't make a plan, nor did he ever think that they would be in the current situation when they got to this point.

"You are much sweeter than chocolate." Yukimura said with a smile.

Nioh was so disgusted by this sentence that he had no choice but to complain in his heart, who wants to compare with chocolate?

"I'm so sorry." He breathed intermittently, "Aren't you considering making up a Valentine's Day gift?"

"Well, give me back to you?" Yukimura raised his brows and raised his eyebrows, "Like this?"

"!" King Ren swallowed his sobs.

He squinted his eyes and tapped Yukimura's back with his heel: "Shut up."

"as you wish."

Nioh was drowsy again after the strenuous exercise.

He suppressed his expression and instructed Yukimura to clean up the crumpled sheets and pajamas.

The sweat quickly disappeared after calming down, leaving a little soreness and tiredness in his body.

King Ni yawned, and said almost sarcastically, "Minister, you are playing a white wolf with empty hands."

"What you get according to your work." Yukimura said, "Look, I even brought you dinner."

"...The delivery fee is too expensive. Can I complain?"

Yukimura frowned: "Of course not."

Nioh snorted softly, retracted into the quilt that had been shaken back and closed his eyes.

Yukimura turned off the light and surrounded him from the side.

"Have you watched the project of the program group? The cherry blossoms in Tachioka Natural Park are really famous, and I have never seen them before. Although it is work, it is also a good opportunity."

"The nearby wagashi are very famous. Wen Tai recommended a few, we can buy them and try them out."

"There seems to be a night market plan tonight, you can't eat too many snacks tomorrow, just pick some light flavors and try."

"By the way, you don't have any discomfort, right? I remember that there are regular anti-inflammatory drugs in the medicine cabinet of the hotel. Would it be better to take one first?"

Nioh: "..."

"Can I call your brother, don't worry about it, go to sleep." He said, "What a big deal, I'm not made of glass. Go to sleep quickly, since you know that tomorrow's schedule will be slow, you should rest more. Sleep cure Do you know all kinds of diseases?"

"Oh. You know it yourself, don't always work all night, you know?"

Nioh rolled his eyes at the dark room.

Yukimura suddenly became so verbose...

Everyone is a chatterbox at heart?

"I'm worried about you." The man's voice came from the back of his neck.

Nioh was silent for a while, then stretched his hand behind and grabbed Yukimura's wrist, letting the man's arms wrap around his waist.

He squeezed Yukimura's fingers to meet the palm of the person: "Go to sleep."

As for getting up the next morning with a sore back and a sore back, I couldn't hold back my anger when I woke up...

Well, the ups and downs in love are all worth savoring, aren't they?

The author has something to say: Little broken car.

Can't write a hot version.

Then write a bit more philosophical ORZ

Although it’s past twelve o’clock, it’s He Wen ORZ on White Valentine’s Day

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